"Are you sure you have enough food in here, Kristoff? I think you have some space on the floor over by the door," said Anna as she looked on at the vast array of dishes the cook had prepared.

Kristoff had been ravenous ever since he returned from the Wendigo hunt. It had been a small enough thing at first, perhaps two pieces of meat instead of one or an extra plate of food. In the last few days, though, that hunger had only grown.

"You're right, I should send a call down to the kitchen for more," said Kristoff, groaning as he pulled himself up and pulled over a cart filled up with pork and began to pile it up onto his plate.

"You've eaten more in the past few days than all the other times we've eaten put together. Where is it going? If I ate like that, I'd be a rolly polely ball," said Anna.

Kristoff shrugged. "High metabolism," he said before ripping off another chunk of pork.

Anna sighed. "Well, if you have the chance to tear yourself away from your meal you might come down and join Elsa and I in the garden for some coffee."

"What's coffee?" asked Kristoff between bites, staring at Anna intently.

"Come down and find out," said Anna with a smile as she left the room. The smile faded once she'd closed the door. Kristoff had changed and she didn't think that she liked it. To be fair, he was more attentive to her and he didn't fumble around with his feelings for her, which was a little nice. At the same time she felt as if he was watching her more like a hawk might watch a rabbit than a man would look at the woman he loved.

She was so lost in thought that she hadn't realized she'd drifted down the garden until Elsa spoke up.

"Anna, are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost," asked Elsa as she primed the brewing machine. She measured out a few bits of chocolate before conjuring up an ice knife and slicing them out into a bowl on the top of the machine.

"I think so, it's just that Kristoff seems …" Anna paused as she fumbled around for the right word.

"Off?" supplied Elsa after a few moments, setting the machine into motion as she spoke.

"Yeah," said Anna, nodding in agreement. "I can't put my finger on it, but he's just not the same."

"He's been eloquent, well spoken and completely formal around me. Not the same at all, really," said Elsa, twisting a few knobs on the machine as the machine began the brewing process.

"Elsa, that's not very nice! Kristoff is a wonderful speaker, he just gets fuddled up around us," said Anna, punching her sister in the shoulder.

"But he hasn't been fuddled up since he got back, has he?" asked Elsa as she handed Anna a mug of coffee.

"Perhaps the Wendigo just got me focused on the important things," said Kristoff as he waltzed into the garden. He swept Anna up into his arms and gave her a kiss, Anna giggling all the while.

"Good afternoon, Kristoff," said Elsa, tweaking a few knobs on the machine as it brewed. Elsa was never satisfied with what she'd done before and as such she always sought to improve it, since most of what she'd learned about the machine she'd learned through trial and error.

"Good afternoon, your majesty," Kristoff said as he began to bow and then stopped and straightened up, giving her a half smile. "I mean, good afternoon Elsa. I take it that this is the surprise you wanted to show me, Anna?" he said as he took a good look at the machine.

"Uh huh! It's called coffee, Elsa's gotten really good at making it," said Anna, almost leaping forward when the machine dinged to show that it was done and began to pour out their cups, rotating each one away once it was filled. Elsa spun the cups back underneath once they were all full and puttered around a little longer before pressing another button to release the tray that the cups were on.

"It seems that I just have a knack for it," said Elsa as she lifted the tray and took it over to a table that had been set out in the garden for this purpose. She handed out the mugs, first to Anna, then to Kristoff and then took one for herself. She blew across it and then took a deep drink from it.

Kristoff brought his own mug up to his mouth and took a polite sip, then smiled. "This is wonderful," he said before taking another little sip. "Where did you get it from?"

Elsa took a deep drink. "It was a gift from our cousin, Rapunzel. I don't know where she got it from and she refused to tell me when I asked." Elsa eyed Kristoff as he took another sip.

"Well if you get the chance to find out I would love to learn the secret of it," said Kristoff as he took another soundless sip, pinky raised as he held it in his hands.

He took another sip and then set the mug down. "I must say, while do I enjoy the taste, I have another scheme in mind. Anna, I had hoped to take you out into the wild this afternoon on a little trek. I have something I'd like to show you as well," he said, smiling all the while.

Anna squealed with glee. "Of course, I'd love to join you! Elsa, won't this be fun?" she asked.

Kristoff cut in before Elsa could respond. "Actually, I had hoped to take just you. No offense meant, Elsa," he said.

Elsa nodded once. "Of course, that's fine," she said, hiding her distaste at his notion. It wasn't that she felt rejected by his desire to be alone with Anna. He was her … whatever they were … and so he had every right to want to do things alone with her.

No, her distaste came from the sinking feeling that there was something off with him, and she didn't want Anna to discover what it was alone. She'd done it once before, with Hans, and it had almost killed her.

Anna set her mug down and touched her hand to Elsa's. "Thank you, we'll be fine," Anna said with a smile, understanding her sister's unspoken thoughts.

Elsa nodded in turn, hoping that Anna was right.