Kristoff noticed that his girlfriend's gaze was lost in the flames. He smiled tenderly as he sat down next to her.
"Don't stare at it too long, or your eyes gonna hurt."
Anna sighed and smiled, looking down now and fidgeting with the line of her coat.
"Hey, are you okay?" Worried Kristoff.
The redhead turned to him, glad that he always noticed when she wasn't feeling well, but not very willing to say what she had on the heart.
"I don't know… I'm just thinking."
There was a silence, and Kristoff looked at her with a sad pout, remembering the way she was staring at the fire with a sad expression before he arrived.
"You're thinking about the fire. You're still marked by what happened, aren't you?"
As an answer, Anna started curling, and her head tilted to him. He lifted his arm so she could snuggle, and her head rested on his chest.
"It was so scary…"
"I know." Whispered Kristoff, holding her close.
The magic fire threatening them and burning the trees down had scared everyone. Anna wasn't trembling or anything, but he easily guessed that some flashbacks of the scene were appearing in her mind as she stared at the campfire.
"Hey. Look at me."
It was both to reassure her and prevent her from seeing those images, so she lifted her head and dived into his eyes.
"It's okay. She's safe and sound."
Kristoff's eyes looked away from Anna's to go to Elsa who was laid down a few meters away and sleeping, her face turned to them. Her mouth was slightly opened, snoring quietly, and her face was relaxed. Seeing her like that melted Anna's heart, but she couldn't help being worried. After all, that same afternoon, she thought that Elsa had died.
Her hand clenched Kristoff's sweater and she cuddled closer. She stared at her elder.
"I just love her… So much, and I… I was scared of losing her forever." Muttered Anna, a ball forming in her throat.
Kristoff held her tenderly. "Shhh… It's alright. She's alright now. We're all alright. And she's stronger than you imagine."
Anna got a little offended, because it sounded like she didn't know that.
"I know that she's strong!"
She exclaimed that a little loud, and continued on a lower tone, afraid of waking her, or Olaf and Sven.
"She's even stronger than any of us." Whispered the Princess.
Kristoff smiled.
"Yep. Now, she needs to rest. She saved our lives, and so many others. Everyone made it alive thanks to her."
He felt Anna nod against his chest.
"She's so much more that I could ever be…"
There was a silence after that, and Kristoff couldn't believe what he heard.
"Anna…"
"Mmh?"
"I can't let you say that."
"What? Why?" Said the redhead, lifting her face to him to face him.
She looked genuinely intrigued, and he had a nervous chuckle.
"Well, because it's not true, for starters. You're way more amazing than you think. Never doubt of that, okay?"
Anna smiled tenderly at how he complimented her.
"And second of all, she…"
He hesitated before continuing.
"She what?" Frowned Anna.
Kristoff smiled. "She told me a similar thing about you yesterday. She said she wouldn't be anything without you."
Anna's eyes widened, and he could see a light blush starting to form on her cheeks, and some tears in her eyes.
"She… Said that?"
"Huh-uh." He nodded.
Anna turned her head to Elsa, fully asleep, her platinum blonde hair being more yellow than usual at the warm light of the flames. Nonetheless, Anna couldn't see her for long because tears were rolling on her cheeks and her vision became blurry. She rubbed them with a touched smile and sniffed.
"You two admire each other immensely", noted Kristoff.
The redhead chuckled with a smile.
"Sounds like it."
Anna then started to yawn, and she was too tired to even mask it behind her hand. She blinked slowly.
"You should go to sleep as well. It's been a long day, and Elsa and you have been through a lot. That's why you're getting so emotional. Come on, chop-chop."
"Chop-chop…" Repeated Anna with a giggling drowsy voice, her eyes half closed.
Kristoff however was right, and she hugged him with a kiss on the cheek before finally standing up, and going to her sleeping bag next to Elsa. As she was kneeling down, she noticed how Elsa had untied her hair for the night and wanted to do the same. Afterwards, slowly, she lay down with as little noise as she could to not wake up her elder, and she was now facing her. Elsa was sleeping with her legs slightly curled on herself, like always, her hands folded against herself under the blanket. Anna gently touched them through the fabric, and let out a tender sigh with a smile. Her eyelids were heavy and she slumped to sleep, at peace.