[The slight chill in her hands doesn't register in Cass's mind. It's fine; probably because her hands are warm and rough against smooth and cool. Just as she and Elsa usually were; opposites in some ways, but they could create a balance together. One that felt right.]
...Uh. [Her voice intones as though she's only just realizing their current positions - truth be told, Cassandra was near miles away, lost in the tangles of blonde hair that tickled her face. They are so very close... aren't they?] This? I mean...
[Elsa will feel Cass swallowing against her. Her fears, her anxiety.]
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...Uh. [Her voice intones as though she's only just realizing their current positions - truth be told, Cassandra was near miles away, lost in the tangles of blonde hair that tickled her face. They are so very close... aren't they?] This? I mean...
[Elsa will feel Cass swallowing against her. Her fears, her anxiety.]
Is this... okay with you?