[Cassandra nearly bites her tongue as she looks up from her own misery to find standing there. In some ways, she's relieved that it was Elsa that found her here. Others didn't know quite as much about her as she did.
Still, on reflex, the mirror is shoved into Cass's chest. Her eyes dart away, searching for an answer.]
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[Cassandra nearly bites her tongue as she looks up from her own misery to find standing there. In some ways, she's relieved that it was Elsa that found her here. Others didn't know quite as much about her as she did.
Still, on reflex, the mirror is shoved into Cass's chest. Her eyes dart away, searching for an answer.]
It's... Uh, a mirror. A magic mirror.