Snake is cautious to approach Elsa, but not fearful. He kneels down next to her, glad that Zola is rather good with cold and his feebas didn't seem to mind either. They had only met once, briefly, but it pained him to see anyone like this. It might be a room, but Snake knew the feeling of a cage when he stepped into one.

She seems to him a loving sister, not one that deserves turmoil. For once Snake speaks in a clear but soft voice, strong but not loud, "Being locked in a cage never helps anyone."