‘ Bruni ‘ stares for a moment, then a small smile breaks out onto his face aswell. He liked that name, Bruni. Cute, embarrassing maybe, but not so much so as his real name. “It…does.” They eventually said with a smile. He was happy. Even when they realized who they looked like - not that anyone would know. Not that he would let anyone know. “It just….will take some….getting used to?” With that he tries to take a step and-
Stumbles into the snow. There’s a small yelp before he collides with the snow. But he likes the coldness, so he doesn’t rush to get up, just poke his head out from beneath the white fluff.
“Two legs are hard.” Even in his true form he had four! How did humans work these things?!
elsa doesn’t even really REALIZE what she had done. called him a name that is HIS without really being his – might be offensive. but her mind is too SET on the newness of this situation, and the fact that she is still SURPRISED to see the other spirit standing on two legs, and SMILING.
until he isn’t anymore. blue hues blink, a little gasp as he goes down – turned to a grin as he remains put in the snow. graceful steps forward and she offers him her hands.
“ well then, i would be HAPPY to help. you have the misfortune of learning how to walk on two legs on ICE – i’m sorry for that. “
melting it was no option though, considering that is what the ISLAND is.
“It’s okay.” The voice sounds less strange the more he uses it, less hoarse as he starts to get the hang of it. He reaches out to take her hands. She’s cold, just like the snow. They know their hands are hot, just like fire. But it’s never bothered either of them before, even in his smaller form, so he doesn’t let it bother him now as he uses her as leverage to pull himself back up to his feet.
The weirdest thing is probably looking down at Elsa. He hadn’t pictured he’d be so tall when he made this transformation. He could still shift again, making himself shorter, but maybe that would depend on how well height has to do with walking. Would shorter legs make it easier? Or no? He has so many questions.
“I like ice.” ‘Bruni’ states with a toothy grin. Their legs wobble again though as they take a step and he finds himself gripping onto Elsa’s hands tighter. “Just...slow. Go slow.”
