@TheGoldComet She's just in there, injured. Not to the point of death, but done by human hands.
Elfrida is battered, her fancy dress ripped, sitting in a splotchy puddle of repair fluid.
@TheGoldComet She masferfully rolls that shit again, smiling and frying it up for him.
Frida crouches down and rummages through the candy drawer, throwing an assortment on top.