Again the corners of her mouth faltered at the reminder of the attacks... a pang of guilt coursed through her. The people here had been through something atrocious, and here she was, waltzing in and making light of things.
But then, he certainly didn't seem to mind, and she had to laugh at his retort. "Oh, I believe it," she assured him; human children's love of that film was infamous enough so that even she had taken notice, and she rarely surrounded herself with the tiny things.
"Well I certainly wouldn't, what with the two of you having so much in common. You'd look amazing."
She once again took to rubbing vigorously at her arms, giving him an apologetic look as she added, "I, however, do not have so much in common with an ice queen. I might continue to stroll the Midway for a bit longer, if you'd like to join me."