"I won't say that I didn't need the push that you've just given me, because I did." Elsa said, folding her arms across her chest, more out of familiarity than anything else. "But I won't just disappear. Not completely. Not now. I made a promise that I wouldn't do that." She'd forgotten about that promise entirely, if she were honest. But even if Loki couldn't convince her that she was a shining example of good and purity, his visit had brought a bit of clarity. True, she'd made that promise to an Anna that didn't exist in this world, but it didn't matter. She had made it to her sister, and her sister deserved to be able to hold her to it. No matter what point of time said sister came from.
"No, don't." She said it quicker than she liked, but she couldn't help it. Elsa still wasn't convinced that she was any less the monster she'd originally thought she was and seeing Anna now was just... unwise. Anna attempting to convince her of how good a person she was would just be torture at this point. I have to do this alone. I'm not- I know you didn't know me then, but I was worse. I'm not like that anymore. And if I'm going to survive this place, I have to be able to pull myself from this. Alone."