Anna's face goes from flushed to pale in 0.3 seconds when Jolie just casually throws out that her and Bro slept together. A lot. Anna's jaw drops, and she stutters for a moment, because Jolie is just going on and asking awkward questions, and the poor princess can't process this enough to sputter a "Wha--no!"

Because of course not.

And then who should traipse into the D4 kitchen like he owns the damn place but the man of the hour himself. Anna jumps as he comes into the room, still sputtering a little. "Y-you," she manages, "apparently!" She shakes her head, trying to make sense of all this. Looking back to Jolie with wide, confused eyes, she tries to reason this out aloud. "But you're...a man, really, and that--he's a man, too, that's..." She deflates a little. "I don't understand."