Anna, dear, I love you, but don't humor me. It hasn't been that long since that incident. You don't need to protect my feelings.

[Anna was being more familiar than she was used to, but it felt nice in a way. They'd just begun to get close again, after all, ad that had been something she'd wanted so long, so dearly. Still, there was something not quite right.

And that oddity continued to cause her to get more and more confused until someone's hand reached up to her hair. Her eyes were caught by a glint of color and she reached to seize her wrist, eyes a tiny bit livid.]

I am going to skin that boy alive! When did this happen and why was I not told?

[She was going to assume it was Kristoff, because if it was Hans, she really was going to be mad.]