Taking a quick glance behind her after hearing the somewhat uneasy breath that came from the white haired female, Nora felt a pang of worry at seeing her flushed face. Was her pulling on her making her be like this? Sending a sympathetic, warm smile at the older woman, she inquired, "Is something wrong, Queen Elsa?" She continued to pull onto the two, but went in a slow pace, not wanting to drag them on the floor.