[Even now, three years after her coronation, a part of Elsa almost wants to cry at seeing people react the way Orpheus does. She's in a much better place now, but even three solidly good years of happiness isn't entirely enough to undo thirteen years of self-loathing. But seeing people like that? That's what keeps her negative thoughts at bay. That's what stops her from trying to hide her magic.

Her magic isn't a curse. It's a tool, something she knows can make people happy.]

A god? [She laughs.] No, no! They were just normal people!

[Though honestly, she herself has wondered that. When she was a child, she sometimes wondered if her great-great-great-plus grandmother could have been Skadi. It made sense, back then.]

Honestly, none of us are sure how or why I was born with these powers. It's just... been a part of life, ever since I was a baby.