"Aaand that's basically everything," said Anna, standing with her arms behind her back.
Jack was silent for a bit, his eyes wide and his brow furrowed.
"You gonna say anything, snowman?" asked Anna.
"Y-yeah, it's just-" Jack exhaled before continuing. "It's a lot to take in."
"It was a lot to put out, too."
"How are you feeling?"
"Uh. Kinda nervous. Slightly terrified. But I also feel a little relieved." Anna looked at Jack.
"You know, a couple of things make sense now," said Jack, rubbing the back of his head with his left hand.
Anna tilted her head, her eyes confused.
"Like when you asked about things being different? I get your reaction now."
"Oh, right," said Anna, looking down.
"Sorry."
"For what?"
"For what I said back then. I didn't really notice at the time, for obvious reasons, but I was kind of a dick with my answer to you," said Jack. He put his hands in his pockets.
"It's fine, Jack. You didn't know."
"Still. Can you forgive me, Pigtails?" His trademark grin was absent, replaced with a nervous not-quite-smile.
"No," said Anna, her face expressionless.
Jack looked taken aback.
There were a few moments of silence before Anna suddenly smiled at him.
"There's nothing to be sorry about. So there's nothing to forgive."