[When Elsa starts feeling those old claws of anxiety digging into her chest, she's very aware of everything around her. All the movements, all the stares... she can feel all of it, so it only takes a moment for her to notice the way Peregrine's hands are shaking.
Slowly, enough so that Peregrine can see what Elsa is doing, the young woman reaches out and places her hand over Peregrine's.]
It's... it's going to be okay. [She doesn't really sound convinced, but... she has to say it. She has to help somehow.] I'm sorry if I brought up something that scared you.
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Slowly, enough so that Peregrine can see what Elsa is doing, the young woman reaches out and places her hand over Peregrine's.]
It's... it's going to be okay. [She doesn't really sound convinced, but... she has to say it. She has to help somehow.] I'm sorry if I brought up something that scared you.