"I hit my head," Jessica said, because had hit her head and a declarative statement of that seemed the way to go. The world should know.

Elsa did sound concerned, though, and it occurred to her that she should also try and alleviate that. "'m okay," she said, trying to right herself in the tangle of pajamas and managing to twist up onto her knees.

"...you're small," she said, with the same automatic forthrightness that seemed the order of the day. Something was definitely going on, but it was hard to get her head around any of it. It seemed to have hit them both, that much was clear.