[That apology manages to get a laugh out of Elsa. It sounds a bit strained, but the slight twitch at the corners of her mouth is proof that it's at least genuine, if a bit buried under everything else Elsa is currently feeling right now.]

No, it's fine. I haven't told many people, simply because... it was easier, if nobody knew.

[But that's another issue for another day. Because his next words.... mmm. She'd lie if that thought hadn't very briefly crossed her mind during all of this, but still... she shakes her head.]

But I can't stay here forever. I... I don't know if I want to. I love the friends I've made here, and the life I've settled into [people-eating aside of course] is bearable... but someday, if we can ever find a way to return home... I will be going back to Arendelle.

If.... if I let myself fall into a relationship here... it will have to end, when I return home. And I'm not sure I could bear it.

[Elsa is a person who hated herself for a long time. She had no love for herself, for her powers, for anything about her own life. To let someone in who can love her, who chooses to love her and who can make her feel good about herself, only to have to cut those ties because of tradition... that would hurt just as badly as her forced separation from Anna had.]