[After looking around and determining that, no, no one from Arendalle is here, Elsa reaches up and lowers her hood, at least. Not that it would have fooled Anna or anything, but it made her feel a little safer.
Of course, others around the village have caught glimpses of her. Her errands and over the journal, where she rarely hides from the camera.
She gathers the things she needs quickly, not wanting to hold them in her hand for too long. Some fruit, some bread, things she can use to make sauces and other such food. She's not used to cooking her own meals, but she's learning. Not that she can actually cook a lot in her shelter, but sometimes she manages a fire.]
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Of course, others around the village have caught glimpses of her. Her errands and over the journal, where she rarely hides from the camera.
She gathers the things she needs quickly, not wanting to hold them in her hand for too long. Some fruit, some bread, things she can use to make sauces and other such food. She's not used to cooking her own meals, but she's learning. Not that she can actually cook a lot in her shelter, but sometimes she manages a fire.]