The groan earned her raised eyebrows on Kristoff's part, but he didn't voice any confusion or sass over it. Her question is relevant, because he'd already had a similar talk with her. This was just how things were here, jumbled and mixed up. He paused in reaching for her shoulders, dropping his arms altogether as he shrugged.

"About your heart," he answered, somewhere between matter-of-fact and subdued. Last time, she'd fallen from the cliff, but nothing beyond that. He was sure she hadn't even believed him when he'd explained everything. "I was... I was worried that you went back, and you wouldn't be able to make it back to Arendelle, or that even being back in Arendelle wouldn't do any good."

Even if everybody here said that time stopped in your own world, when you're gone, that nothing vital would slip by without everybody present... The thought had still been swimming in his head since Hans has announced her absence. He realized, suddenly, how immensely relieved he was.

"But you're... Good. That's good."