That night, after the story, Elsa decided to go on a walk to clear her head. In some ways, Jack's story was similar to hers, and yet in others it was so entirely different.
He had once been normal, but she was born a "snow princess".
He had lost his parents through a misunderstanding; she had lost hers through fear.
He had lost everything to save his sister, when she had lost her sister she had lost everything.
And yet, he hadn't changed. He had said he had been mischievous before the fall, but he remained mischievous to this day, with his constant battles for wits, or snowball fights and races. He never let his mood get him down, and he had not shut out people – well at least not as much as she had.
The moment she had realized her powers could hurt people, she had lived in fear of them, and as such she had let herself be controlled by them. When she had run away from Arendelle the first time she had thought it enough to protect the people around her and had freed herself of her shackles completely. She had been discovering a whole new world where she could test her limits without fear of hurting others and without fear of hatred or persecution. And that had ended in the fate she had most especially not wished upon her sister to happen.
The true difference, she felt, between herself and Jack, was the way the harshness of reality had hit them both. He had kept hope, while she had let hers turn sour.
She did not change completely that night, but in some ways, she had discovered new things about herself – things which could lead to a change in the future.