And furthermore, you can't just pluck people out of their timelines to shove them into strange--

[Oh.

Her monologue has been interrupted.

Elcia blinks, tilting her head and turning away from the entirely unimpressed singing reindeer, glancing at Leia thoughtfully. Hurt...?]

I'm fine.

[A pause. She glances down at her blood-covered dress. ...Ah.]

... Really, I'm not hurt. At the risk of sounding really cliche, it's not what it looks like.