[So long as she doesn't approach the staircase to climb it, Elsa doesn't move. She can't help a proud and satisfied smile at the comment. It felt good, to be told that something she had made with her powers was "awesome", even if the girl doesn't know that.]
Thanks. Yes, this is my home, I made it myself.
[She looks at the handrail, caressing it with her hand gently, a smile still on her lips.]
Lonely suits me well. I belong here. Away from everyone.
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Thanks. Yes, this is my home, I made it myself.
[She looks at the handrail, caressing it with her hand gently, a smile still on her lips.]
Lonely suits me well. I belong here. Away from everyone.