[The sound of her voice was upsetting to Alcyone a bit. That sort of voice was the voice of someone who was afraid. That kind of heart wouldn't last long in her world. Suddenly, unexplainably, she felt the desire to protect Chell.]

You're safe here.

[She reached out, placing her hand on top of Chell's head. Her hand was cold. Not a lifeless sort of cold, but just the cold of someone standing outside too long in winter. It was a side effect of decades of ice magic.

It's a shame she doesn't know that Chell isn't exactly safe here.]