Her hand presses against her stomach and she tilts her head back to laugh into the sky at the thought. Oh, boy if only Kristoff knew about her initial confusion as to where she or her powers originated from some years ago.
Her laughter dies down to soft giggling, trying to keep a straight face now.
"It's biology, Kristoff. I'm not magical." She's certain if that had been the case, she would be dressed differently. "Do you have anything you need to bring back?"
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Her hand presses against her stomach and she tilts her head back to laugh into the sky at the thought. Oh, boy if only Kristoff knew about her initial confusion as to where she or her powers originated from some years ago.
Her laughter dies down to soft giggling, trying to keep a straight face now.
"It's biology, Kristoff. I'm not magical." She's certain if that had been the case, she would be dressed differently. "Do you have anything you need to bring back?"