[For a brief moment, Elsa freezes up; her hands are still a pretty sensitive thing for her, and while she's gotten a lot better in recent months at initiating touch with others, the feeling of someone else touching her hands is enough to make her jump. But she doesn't pull away - mainly because she's afraid that if she does, she might accidentally cut Cassandra with the knife.
So she'll just hold her hand still, focusing intently on Cassandra's words so that she can ignore the little electric jolts that shoot up her arm at every little movement.]
R-Right. [This totally isn't awkward at all, nope.] Is there any particular way I should hold it to make my grip more comfortable?
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So she'll just hold her hand still, focusing intently on Cassandra's words so that she can ignore the little electric jolts that shoot up her arm at every little movement.]
R-Right. [This totally isn't awkward at all, nope.] Is there any particular way I should hold it to make my grip more comfortable?