[At the sound of Cass's breathy laugh, Elsa can't help but let out her own giddy little laugh as well. This is just.... so much. Overwhelming, but in a good way. She's seen the love between her parents, the utter devotion between Lup and Barry, the way Anna and Lorna (and Anna and Kristoff) fit so well together, like perfectly aligned puzzle pieces. She's seen true love countless times, but never once felt it; only ever an observer. For a long time, she was fine with this.

But then she met Cassandra. Then she fell for Cassandra. The feeling of comfort, of safety with the other woman was like nothing Elsa had ever felt before. It makes her feel like she's floating, yet grounded at the same time. She never wants this feeling to stop.]

I love you.

[Her arms pull back from around Cass, but only so she can cup Cass's chin with her hands, pulling her in close - not to press their lips together, but just to give her a quick kiss on the tip of her nose.]

I don't think I'm ever going to get tired of saying that. [Or hearing it.] However many times you want to or need to hear it... I'll tell you every time.

[It's not just Elsa being a sap, though that's certainly part of it. It's more Elsa offering her unwavering support; Cass has been through so much, and revealed some rather upsetting things about her new memories. If Elsa reminding her that she'll always be there for Cass can help even a little... she'll be more than happy to say it all day long.]