She gasps when there's a voice that addresses her directly. Elsa whirls around and holds her hands out, ready to defend herself. She pulls her hands back, unsure of this woman that approached her. There's a fear in her eyes but she stays apart. She hesitates for a moment before answering.

"My sister. She's--"

In danger? Home? She doesn't know. Her head is a little fuzzy. Her memory feels...fuzzy.

"I've got to find my sister."