They did, you know. Elsa and Barry. They laughed and joked and kissed. Sometimes, she even reached for his hand first. It was baby steps. It had been baby steps for a long while, now.
He'd given her a pair of gloves, and in doing so, he'd started her on the path to having her life back.
"It's not you," Elsa replied, after taking a long moment to breathe. Even then, her words all came out in a frustrated tangle, and it was all she could do to keep from pacing the floor. "It is, but it's not. I got scared once, you know, and I can't even talk about it, but then I pulled in from everyone. You, Mama, Papa. They didn't shut the gate to spite you, Anna. You know, I went home a couple of weeks ago. To Arendelle. For Christmas. And so that she wouldn't have to spend the first anniversary of Mama and Papa's... so that she wouldn't have to be alone. I'm trying."
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He'd given her a pair of gloves, and in doing so, he'd started her on the path to having her life back.
"It's not you," Elsa replied, after taking a long moment to breathe. Even then, her words all came out in a frustrated tangle, and it was all she could do to keep from pacing the floor. "It is, but it's not. I got scared once, you know, and I can't even talk about it, but then I pulled in from everyone. You, Mama, Papa. They didn't shut the gate to spite you, Anna. You know, I went home a couple of weeks ago. To Arendelle. For Christmas. And so that she wouldn't have to spend the first anniversary of Mama and Papa's... so that she wouldn't have to be alone. I'm trying."
The kettle was whistling. Elsa ignored it.
"You have no clue how hard I'm trying, Anna."