[It's almost instinctual, the way Elsa's fingers thread through Anna's as her sister holds her hand. There are few people that Elsa truly feels comfortable with in terms of holding hands; sure, she'll reach out to help someone up, but just holding her hand like this? It's still mainly just Anna and Cassandra that get to do this.]

... I don't know. I want to believe it, but... [She lets out a sigh.] If it's not one of the gods or their followers causing trouble, it's an unnatural disaster, or the poachers, or one of the monsters here. There's a cycle, and I don't think we'll ever be able to break it.

[Elsa's been trying to get better about not being so pessimistic, but... well. It's kind of hard to do that, with everything that's thrown at them as the months tick on by.]

... I miss Arendelle.