Tears pooled in Anna's eyes, and she wasn't particularly good at holding back her emotions. She wore them on her face, on her sleeves, everywhere, a girl that was tremendously easy to read. She wasn't crying over the emergence of powers, magical ones, no - actually, she was relieved to finally get an explanation as to why her sister shut her out all of the time. Even if she was kind of upset that she'd been squirreled away from it all by her parents, like she was never strong enough to handle it. Or anything else. Anna was plenty strong.
Except now, with the crying.
But seeing Elsa upset did it. "I know you never meant to hurt me, or anyone in Arendelle, that's not who you are," she insisted, her hand on Elsa's shoulder. "I just...please don't shut me out here too. Now that I know....things are going to be okay, I promise. Please, Elsa." She was bubbling, simmering, feeling boiling over like lava fudge - because Anna had her angry moments, but she wasn't angry at Elsa, and even if she was angry at Hans, it wouldn't last forever.