[Spoilers: Elsa doesn't believe in Santa. She hasn't since she was eight or nine. Living in a state of MOSTLY self-imposed isolation kind of does that to you, as does the constant depression. And the whole "believes she was a monster" thing. If Santa brought coal to naughty children, why did she never get any?
So yeah. No belief in Santa. But she can still appreciate the sentiment there.]
That's certainly a nice tradition to have. I bet the children of the world are obsessed with it.
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So yeah. No belief in Santa. But she can still appreciate the sentiment there.]
That's certainly a nice tradition to have. I bet the children of the world are obsessed with it.