[Elsa lets out a little huff; no real anger or annoyance behind it at all. Just... a little bit of resignation.]
Anna...
[Of course it would be Anna. Anna's not gunna let anyone pass up a chance to pay extra attention to Elsa, will she? Elsa would be a hypocrite if she complained, though, because she'd do the same. She did do the same.
... But now's not a time to dwell on that! She sees the way Cassandra struggles to hold the package tucked into the crook of her arm, and her brows raise before she steps back, pulling the door open all the way and stepping aside.]
No, not at all! Come inside, please. [She holds out a hand.] Here, let me help with... something. Either of those things.
[When Cassandra steps inside, she'll see that Elsa has started preparing for bed; dressed in a long purple nightgown, eyepatch off and resting on her nightstand, next to a book that seemed to be hastily set aside. She doesn't look very sleepy, so it seems like she was only just starting to settle in.]
You... you know you didn't have to do anything, right?
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Anna...
[Of course it would be Anna. Anna's not gunna let anyone pass up a chance to pay extra attention to Elsa, will she? Elsa would be a hypocrite if she complained, though, because she'd do the same. She did do the same.
... But now's not a time to dwell on that! She sees the way Cassandra struggles to hold the package tucked into the crook of her arm, and her brows raise before she steps back, pulling the door open all the way and stepping aside.]
No, not at all! Come inside, please. [She holds out a hand.] Here, let me help with... something. Either of those things.
[When Cassandra steps inside, she'll see that Elsa has started preparing for bed; dressed in a long purple nightgown, eyepatch off and resting on her nightstand, next to a book that seemed to be hastily set aside. She doesn't look very sleepy, so it seems like she was only just starting to settle in.]
You... you know you didn't have to do anything, right?