[ Later, when she's not so joyfully overwhelmed by the amount of things she can do, Elsa will certainly find herself frustrated. It is true that her natural affinity for magic gives her an edge over others here when it comes to what she can do, but compared to the feats of which she was previously capable without even a second thought, what she's doing here is nothing at all - just with a lot more elements than before.

Even after three years, her ice castle still stands tall and proud on the North Mountain. The ice staircase she built on the obstacle course has already melted away.

But those are concerns for later. Right now—

Well, right now there's a young man looking at her with a particularly unhappy expression on his face. Elsa pauses, offering him a brief, apologetic smile. ]

I've had magic my whole life. I suppose you could say I have a natural affinity for it. [ Referring to herself as a spirit when she still feels entirely human is too strange. ] It's different here, but some parts of it feel similar.

[ She doesn't like how unhappy he looks... but she's also entirely unsure of what to say.

What would Anna do...?

Her expression brightens, and she takes a step forward. ]

I'm Elsa.