[Oh no. Oh no no no. Something is distressing Cassandra - terrifying her, even. Something in Elsa's heart wrenches at seeing the other woman look so panicked, so she quickly drops to her knees next to her and helps her sit up, at least. There's... a moment of hesitation... before Elsa slowly reaches out, attempting to cup Cassandra's cheeks with her hands. To wipe off the dirt, if Cassandra will let her, and run a cool thumb over the scratches.]
Hey, it's okay...
[She talks in a soft, soothing voice. Like one would do when trying to calm a spooked horse.]
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Hey, it's okay...
[She talks in a soft, soothing voice. Like one would do when trying to calm a spooked horse.]
Are you hurt? What happened?