[On the opposite side of the coin, Cass couldn't point to the exact moment she knew her feelings for Elsa were what they are. Some point, early on. They had talked. They had danced. They shared secrets and gave each other comfort in the difficult times.
She knew what her feelings were. But she couldn't just commit to them, no. What if she was rejected? What if it only lead to hurting her and Elsa? The thought of was almost enough to scare her away forever, but... Never let it be said that Cassandra had never committed herself to anything.]
...Okay.I am too. I mean- You. I mean I like you.
[Just don't look at her, please. She doesn't want to be seen or acknowledged, if Elsa was red, she was aflame. Nothing left to do but bury her face in Elsa's hair to hide herself. The stance they were practicing now completely forgotten and shifted into a hug.]
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She knew what her feelings were. But she couldn't just commit to them, no. What if she was rejected? What if it only lead to hurting her and Elsa? The thought of was almost enough to scare her away forever, but... Never let it be said that Cassandra had never committed herself to anything.]
...Okay. I am too. I mean- You. I mean I like you.
[Just don't look at her, please. She doesn't want to be seen or acknowledged, if Elsa was red, she was aflame. Nothing left to do but bury her face in Elsa's hair to hide herself. The stance they were practicing now completely forgotten and shifted into a hug.]
I am SO bad at this.