Her face scrunches in half understanding at his explanation; her world could easily be a part of his...Swallowing hard, she fought to keep the excitement from bubbling up and out of her. It would be a wonderful happy ending, she was sure...but it sounded much too good to be true.

Silent, for a long moment, she lets the topic of magic die, her thoughts only focusing on the possibility of them being...well. Reachable, outside of this state.

"...You think if we hope hard enough, that it could happen?" she murmurs. Elsa would refuse to believe it until she'd seen it, but not because she was skeptical. Just because she didn't want to be heartbroken.