[For a moment, Elsa tenses, because she has to keep it together she can't cry when she feels that hug and how nice it makes her feel because she can't have that and--
.... And then Lup says that and the sound that Elsa makes can only really be described as an embarrassed, somewhat mortified squawk as she pulls away, her face such a dark shade of green it almost looks purple.]
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.... And then Lup says that and the sound that Elsa makes can only really be described as an embarrassed, somewhat mortified squawk as she pulls away, her face such a dark shade of green it almost looks purple.]
Y-You-you what?? That's-- [THAT'S PROBABLY INAPPROPRIATE???] That's--um! Okay?
[oh god please strike her down now she has no idea what to say to this. Can she deflect again without making it awkward??]
You. H-How old do you think I am?
[WAIT NO THAT MAKES IT SOUND LIKE SHE'S HOPEFUL OR SOMETHING--]