"Kristoff's a big fat liar!""Sven! No, seriously, Anna- the fish was this big!" It's too late, Kristoff realizes as they're exploring down the bank of a large river, his arms spreading out to describe the length of the fish he swore he saw lurking in the undertow of the water. The movement is quick and when he hits something solid, he realizes he's smacked Anna right in the face."Oh- god, I'm sorry!" Great going, Kristoff, you klutz. "I'm so sorry, Anna- are you okay? Did I hurt you?" He almost can't help but laugh; the look on her face is a mixture of surprise and frustration as she rubs her cheek, and once he sees the little smirk curl at her lips he realizes he's worrying too much (again), and allows the laugh to roll off his tongue organically. They continue their stroll down the riverbank, Anna clutching her cheek dramatically just to rub it in.