[... Maybe she doesn't want this to be a dream. Maybe... maybe Elsa wants this to be real. This is the safest, the calmest she's felt since waking up in this terrible place, and she doesn't want it to end.
Still, as she pulls herself more into the waking world, her thoughts begin to speed by at a mile a minute. Is this too much??? This is too close. Is Cassandra uncomfortable??? Are people LOOKING???
It's enough that she shifts, not completely pulling away from this feeling of security but just enough so that her head is no longer resting against - oh dear - Cassandra's chest. She reaches up to rub at her eyes, and she shakes her head a little to clear it.]
I... I'm sorry, this is probably. Terribly awkward, isn't it?
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Still, as she pulls herself more into the waking world, her thoughts begin to speed by at a mile a minute. Is this too much??? This is too close. Is Cassandra uncomfortable??? Are people LOOKING???
It's enough that she shifts, not completely pulling away from this feeling of security but just enough so that her head is no longer resting against - oh dear - Cassandra's chest. She reaches up to rub at her eyes, and she shakes her head a little to clear it.]
I... I'm sorry, this is probably. Terribly awkward, isn't it?