Elsa's a bit surprised at the question. Perhaps her accent isn't as prominent as it once was, but is it really a surprise? Then again, they don't talk all that much about things that aren't in the now.
"I am," she answers. "I moved here after I married. It's been almost seven years now." The admission prompts another question.
"Hold on. Aren't you like. Early-twenties?"
A wry smile rises to Elsa's lips. "I look that young? No, I'll be twenty-eight this December."
"Oh."
Anna doesn't say much after that.