[Anna's eyes—for both of hers have grown back already—are shining in excitement, but she lets out a soft gasp as Elsa beelines for a hug instead of the breakfast table. She's enveloped in Elsa's arms, lifted off the ground, before she can say anything else, but she laughs into her sister's shoulder.]
To be fair, you don't have anyone else to compare me to....
[But the sight of Elsa wrapped in that familiar shape and color, even if it's not their mother's real shawl, is enough for Anna not to argue much further.]
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To be fair, you don't have anyone else to compare me to....
[But the sight of Elsa wrapped in that familiar shape and color, even if it's not their mother's real shawl, is enough for Anna not to argue much further.]
Do you like it?