[ Elsa's first instinct is to protest, to tell her temporary (she thinks) roommate that she isn't cold; usually, such a statement would be true in almost every other circumstance, so much so that the words are practically on the tip of her tongue before she remembers that actually, she is cold, despite the puffy jacket wrapped around her. Apparently, her usual resistance to freezing temperatures is simply another part of her magic... which she doesn't have here.
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She sighs. ]
That sounds wonderful.