Elsa doesn't have a chance to think on Bulda's words. When she returns, Anna's found the linens, and also a sleeping bag. Elsa only notices because Anna's currently lying in it.
On the floor.
Goodness gracious.
"You're going to catch a cold," Elsa says, stepping into the room and shutting the door behind her. The only light comes from a single lamp, but it's enough to light Anna's eyes.
"Nah, I'll live. You and bubbies need the bed more."
"I'm not that big," Elsa says dryly before climbing in. "Come on."