Silently, Elsa listens to the rest of the story. How they had been separated.
How the dad's alcoholism flew under the radar.
And, how Anna never had a chance to say goodbye.
Elsa's hands wrap around her belly at the thought. Anna notices, and her expression hardens.
"I know better now," she says softly. Fiercely. "Never again."
Elsa smiles, and Anna finds herself drawn. To her face and her grin. To her entire being.
She can't help but lean forward, nose coming to touch Elsa's.
She's in complete control, however, when she closes the distance.