[Elsa's been feeling restless. She's not as prone to investigating and snooping around as her sister, so in the days since their arrival, she's been sort of.... drifting, back and forth through the rooms and talking with the others. This isn't the worst way for their situation to play out, and she's thankful for that, but still. She hopes this will all be over soon.
But for now, they have to deal with it. And part of that is trying to adapt to the new day by day life; like lunch, for example. Elsa's stomach had been grumbling, and she'd been considering looking for something in that strange cold box, but she pauses, a little outside the kitchen, when she hears singing. She waits, taking the words and the melody in, and when they finally taper off, she pokes her head in.]
Oh! Cassandra, that was you? [She looks a little guilty for having more or less spied on the other woman, but there's still a smile on her face as she steps into the room.] You have a lovely singing voice.
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But for now, they have to deal with it. And part of that is trying to adapt to the new day by day life; like lunch, for example. Elsa's stomach had been grumbling, and she'd been considering looking for something in that strange cold box, but she pauses, a little outside the kitchen, when she hears singing. She waits, taking the words and the melody in, and when they finally taper off, she pokes her head in.]
Oh! Cassandra, that was you? [She looks a little guilty for having more or less spied on the other woman, but there's still a smile on her face as she steps into the room.] You have a lovely singing voice.