"Always so confident," she laughed. He had no idea what she had on her mind, did he? If so, she was sure he wouldn't have answered in that fashion. The man was unflappable, something she appreciated. But it was also something of a challenge too. Perhaps this time she'd manage to get him at a loss for words.

"It has nothing to do with the Calamity. It's just something I don't think we'll get around to otherwise, the way things are going. So I hope you are prepared."

Even if he wasn't, Elsa was ready. Her gloved hand covered his, fingers curling around the edge of his palm. But before he'd have much of a chance to react to that, she leaned in and stole a kiss. She lingered just long enough that it couldn't be considered a peck, but had no intention of overstaying her welcome. She withdrew slowly, eyes still closed, and smiled with pure satisfaction.

"There," she exhaled, and released his hand. "That is all I wished for. You still want nothing in return?" she grinned mischievously.