[True. Though a single, wilted flower wouldn't be enough for her. As her memory became clearer, Cassandra had time to think about everything she's attempted in her life. All the respect and validation and love she's ever wanted, but was denied from... yet, here was Elsa, who was giving her all just to try and understand. She'd earned this much, hasn't she?]

I just thought we've been dating for a while, and I know you've forgiven me for running away. [to a certain degree of forgiveness] But I want you to know, just no matter what happens from here on out, if I have anymore dreams, or the others do...

[It's all on her, what she says now. Words so delicate, but powerful.]

I love you, Elsa.