Elsa pulls a face at that. "Yes," she says, "please don't." The ice around the room has started to fade away, but she knows it would only come back stronger if something happened to Jessica. Cuts and bruises are part of the job, she knows that, and she can't expect her to be safe all the time. Still, small as she is now, it could be much worse, and the idea of it terrifies Elsa. She has other friends and things she cares about here, but no one matters to her like Jessica does. "It won't last very long, will it? It's like a — a break."