[If Elsa's sitting, then it's a full conversation now. The blackberry pastries will have to go untouched... for now.]

Yeah, you didn't seem to like it when I came busting out of the bushes, screaming my head off and waving a flashlight. [Heh. There's some mirth in her tone, thinking about her own past.] But hey, I used to be a pretty wild kid. I can understand that.

...But then I was trying to lead you somewhere, and... I'm not sure if I hurt you or not - and, if I did, you can just tell me.