[At least with Ryslig shifted into the night time, Elsa will definitely not go cold with her werebear girlfriend by her side. So when Elsa leans against Cass, she'd better expect an arm to drape over her shoulder.]

Not like this. We don't get meteor showers, or northern lights, but the lantern festival feels kind of similar.

[She's happy to just breath in and let this moment stretch on.]

Almost magical... romantic.