"It's so quiet," Anna whispered.
"That's why I like it out here," Kristoff said, scooting a little closer, then stopping, suddenly self-conscious.
"It's amazing, though," Anna said, touching his arm, "you can actually see the city."
"Yes," Kristoff squeaked, covering up with a light cough. "It's a clear night."
Anna yawned. It was a cute yawn, Kristoff thought. She leaned her head on his shoulder.
There was a distant rumble.
"What was that?" Anna asked, jerking her head up.
"Probably a plane taking off. You can hear them from pretty far off."
Anna gave a hum, resting her head again.