Elsa...?

[The name Arendelle will leave lost. She didn't recognize the location. Eve's tears won't halt, it'll continue to flow as memories of Lia continue to flash before her eyes. Her chest was squeezing her so tightly, it was almost difficult to breath or even speak.

What should she tell this person? Eve will lower her head in shame, not realizing this wasn't Lia and was putting this Elsa in a difficult position. All she could do was...]

As you said, I made a mistake. You aren't Lia. My very precious Lia.

[A hand will be over her chest, allowing the tears to continue to flow. This was the closest to an apology she could offer. Shaking her head, she'll admit.]

The day she died... [Even though there's pain in her tone, her expression will reflect guilt.] ...I wasn't able to mourn her. Properly. [It was clear she wasn't over it yet.] I was hoping that maybe...she'll find her way here...like I did...

[Another pause, trying to find the right words.]

Welcome, I suppose would be the correct thing to say in this case...