As she spoke, he seemed to stare at her which made her double check herself in her mind. Was she saying things right? Was she standing properly, did she have something on her face? Was her hair out of line? Did she smell? Was she giving off an aurora of chilliness because of her powers? Did she have some weird look on her face when she spoke? Was she talking to loud? Was it too soon or becoming uncomfortable because of what she was offering him? Her mind raced as there was a pause between her finishing her explanation and his answer, her face ready to turn red due to the fact that she might have done something wrong.

“I don’t know what your accomidations look like for this evening but I’d be whole heartedly saddened if you were to leave and not contact me with an answer.” Looking around she leaned to him with a whisper. “To be honest, I didn’t plan this, Anna did; I don’t know most of the people here and none of them seem to realize that it is my party. I think they came for the food.” She stood upright with a small laugh. A waiter walked by holding a tray of white wine, stopping him, she took two glasses and handed one to Sadon. “Here, a toast, to a possible new partnership.” She said softly with another charming smile before tapping her glass against his and taking a sip of the wine. 

Her head jerked back slightly in surprise, “Oh it is warm.” With that she brought up her free hand and gently brushed a delicate finger against the glass. The glass fogged slightly to show the chill before returning to being see through, reaching forward, she brushed her finger against his glass which did the same thing. The cold wasn’t enough to catch someone off guard or scare them. It was more like that first toe poke into a pool. “There, it tastes a lot better when it’s chilled.” She said with a nod before standing upright and looking around. 

Gaze only wondering for a moment before going back to him, “Come, allow me to show you the forge; I see no better time than the present.” Her smile was charming, and inviting along with her smooth movements as she gently gestured for him to follow her out of the large wooden doors and to the silent hallways that would lead them down the path towards the forge. The forge itself was a bit deep into the castle and down a large flight of stairs but Elsa was happy to get away from the party, and even happier to be in company of someone who might be rather interesting. Her only hope was that he followed.