[Elsa doesn't know how to properly take the praise. It feels so good, she can barely stand it. It's obvious that she's trying to stay modest, and not break into a huge grin as she tugs at the sleeve of her shirt.]
Thank you, all of you...
[She decides to focus now on the prospect of a blanket fort. This time she does grin, because the idea is so adorably childish, it's been so long since she's done anything like that. Not since she was a little girl.]
Of course I'm up for it! That sounds like a wonderful idea. [A very good way to relax after a death arena, she thinks.] It may be a little out of my area of expertise, but I think I can manage it.
[She stares around the room, trying to figure out where best to begin.]
We're going to need plenty of pillows and blankets, of course, and the real trick is using the furniture to our advantage, but we're all creative people. We can do it!
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Thank you, all of you...
[She decides to focus now on the prospect of a blanket fort. This time she does grin, because the idea is so adorably childish, it's been so long since she's done anything like that. Not since she was a little girl.]
Of course I'm up for it! That sounds like a wonderful idea. [A very good way to relax after a death arena, she thinks.] It may be a little out of my area of expertise, but I think I can manage it.
[She stares around the room, trying to figure out where best to begin.]
We're going to need plenty of pillows and blankets, of course, and the real trick is using the furniture to our advantage, but we're all creative people. We can do it!