... Yeah. You were looking out for me. I have to look out for you, now.

[Her voice cracks as she talks. God, it hurts so bad to see Cass like this, so empty and broken. She just wants to gather her in her arms and let her go, to whisper happy things until she can come back to herself. She wants Cass to stop hurting.

So Elsa turns away from Cass briefly, only long enough to put her vote in for Not A Wizard, He Swears, before turning back and pulling the other woman into a tight, lasting hug. One hand moves to the back of Cass's head, tangling in that dark hair; Elsa nudges gently, as if trying to encourage Cass to press her forehead to Elsa's shoulder.]

You don't have to watch. Just... Just stay like this.