>>105728386>the music turns to a foreboding inquisitive patter, just before Elsa blinks and her eyebrows raise in inquisition and sudden realization, and she turns back to Hans with a look of disbelief, anger, and concern>Hans slowly starts removing the glove, and smiling, as he tosses his shoulders a little like he's preparing something"You know, you're right about me somewhat. I'm a liar, a dealer, and a would-be murderer, but don't think I don't 'understand' where you're coming from."
>he pulls on the palm to remove the glove completely, and rests the open wrist in the palm of his other hand, facing the exposed hand to the wall, and takes a deep breath"As a matter of fact, I understand it INTIMATELY."
>Hans' hand glows, and sparks before blasting a firey burst to explode the window open, rushing in bitter frigid air>Elsa stumbles back from the blast and wind, her face wild with confusion and excitement, and fear"How long ha-... You've- You're a-"
>Hans steps into the open sill "Since I was born, yes, and YES."
"W-why? Why would you even hide i-"
>Hans bristles, and turns back to Elsa in a short burst of rage"Because I'M NOT a child like you! I'm not weak like you! I don't dance around a happy little hamlet acting like half the world wouldn't put me down if they could! Songs and silly little snowmen don't solve the big problems, you can't just hug your way through this world. You make choices, you hold your tongue, and you never, EVER, let them see your full hand."
>Elsa looks down on her hand, as Hans looks back to the hole and jumps down"...conceal, don't feel... but-"
"If you're done stewing on the past, we need to get going. She's got a bead on the Dynamo for now, so unless she's done her research she doesn't know what I've got yet. Nevertheless, this storm's picking up, her fortress's going to close up again soon."
"..."
"And if you're hoping for a little heart to heart about tragic childhoods, do yourself a favor, and
Let it Go."
