Listening to him, she nodded every once and a while to indicate that she was listening to him before gently sipping her glass of wine. He spoke with a passion and that was something that she really admired in people. When they found something that they were passionate about they put their heart and soul into it; Kristoff with his ice, Anna with her… being Anna and Sadon with his forging. Her head tilted slightly to one side, listening to him closely as he spoke, her blue eyes twinkled dancing slightly as she kept watching his face as he spoke. His passion was admirable. 

“Knowing Kristoff he’s probably gone through a few things you have made for him. It seems like the only thing he’s delicate with is Anna.” A small shrug lifted her shoulders as she laughed a little, her small body leaning against the wall as her final piece of magical are disappeared from the wall. Her head tilted to one side once more. She seemed to be full of questions for the stranger but in return, he seemed rather interesting. “How did you and Kristoff meet?” They seemed like two different ends of the spectrum so you really can’t blame her for asking.