[That... does strike a nerve. Elsa was never one to purposefully test her parents' patience - on the contrary, she did everything in her power to prevent doing so. But she... knows that even with how hard she tried, she caused problems. She recognized the tone her father used when helping her with her magic; she knew he thought she was a problem.
The comment makes a shadow cross Elsa's face, a sad, pained sense, but she still smiles through it.]
And you probably wouldn't realize it till tomorrow. [Another laugh, but it's slightly heavier this time. As she speaks, she kneels down and reaches out, pausing only a moment to glance up for permission, before pressing her cool hand against Farrah's knee. World's best ice pack, right there.] I've tended to my sister often enough that your knees will probably be fighting against you tomorrow morning if you don't do something like this.
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The comment makes a shadow cross Elsa's face, a sad, pained sense, but she still smiles through it.]
And you probably wouldn't realize it till tomorrow. [Another laugh, but it's slightly heavier this time. As she speaks, she kneels down and reaches out, pausing only a moment to glance up for permission, before pressing her cool hand against Farrah's knee. World's best ice pack, right there.] I've tended to my sister often enough that your knees will probably be fighting against you tomorrow morning if you don't do something like this.