"Anna- wait—" Elsa starts. It's hard to look at Anna; like looking directly into the sun, she thinks. "Can- can we talk?"
Anna opens her mouth; Elsa's heart sinks. She's going to refuse.
But then Anna surprises her by stepping forward. Closes her mouth and swallows hard. Elsa shuffles on her bed, sitting back and crossing her legs. Then, she pats the space in front of her.
Anna shouldn't. She just had a really nice date. She might even get another one! The possibility is there, after all; she needs to move on.
She sits down.