Heh! I guess so....he's good once he gets going, y'know? It's just getting to the good parts that's so hard.

[Anna goes ahead and nestles just a little closer. Her days of holding her sister at a cautious arm's length are long over; it's like an instinctive need to moor herself with Elsa's presence.

The mention of the undead attack has Anna's eyebrows disappearing up into her leafy bangs.]

...Uhh, I don't have another ex-wife, do I?