How is Kristoff? Anna's kinda... fallen off the radar a bit. He's left a few texts, but Anna hasn't replied. They haven't spoken since before Elsa left.
"Busy with work, like me," she decides on, not really lying.
She waves away refills as Elsa nods, but a silence falls between them, filled with things they want to say but can't. Anna looks to the clock when it becomes unbearable. She has to look twice because they can't have been here for an hour. A warm hand stops her when she rises from her seat.