"...Can Elsa come?"
Of course she can, if she wants, he says. It was a stupid question, but better than rocking up unannounced.
Anna hangs up not long after (when they run out of things to say, mostly). There'll be plenty of time to catch up. She gets up to ask Elsa, but something forces her back down.
It's Thanksgiving. Family. And she wants to invite Elsa. The warmth in her chest spreads, fighting over the coldness that settles in her throat.
Friends invite each other to Thanksgiving all the time, right? It can't hurt to offer...