The first thing she hears as ice melts into flesh is the soft, nearly inaudible sobbing. Her thawing heart aches to hear such raw sorrow in the mourner's tears. The first thing she feels is someone leaning on her, an arm around her shoulder, and another hand clings on to her arm. The mourner shakes with her sobs, clinging onto the melting statue as though for dear life itself. Clothes turn into fabric and breath returns to her lungs. She shifts, lowering her head, and the first thing she sees are Elsa's tearful, blue eyes gazing up at her.

"Anna?"