James turns to Elsa and nods in response before focusing on the road. “New York is a very busy city. Millions of people live here and all from different parts of the world. All of different religion and speak different languages. A good place to live and where people feel if they make it here they can make it anywhere.”
Elsa sighs in relief at holding the girl. Lifting her up and pressing her head into her shirt. “Hey, it’s okay I have you….you’re okay…” she speaks soothingly. She notices her ice beginning to melt from her lack of focus. She curses in her head. She thinks for a moment the heat finally hitting her. She swirls a finger remembering her solution to saving Olaf.
A small cloud appears above them. Snow falling to chill the close proximity air. She spends a hand out carefully and ices a path out of the room and apartment. She hits the stairs and starts carefully and as quickly as possible maneuvering down. “Keep your eyes closed and hold tight…..okay? I’ve got you” she says a maternal tone seemed so natural to the tongue.
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