Elsa laughs, pushing herself off the railing to follow, tipping her head back to look at Jessica now and then. "Show-off," she teases. "I've seen them. We just didn't have them all over Arendelle either."

Even now, having been in this place more than half a year, she feels like she's still catching up on life. There are a lot of things that make sense to her now that seemed like bizarre stories not long ago, and she's picking up as much history and culture as she can, but it's still an awful lot to take in. Hammocks aren't exactly a vital part of that experience, though. Or they weren't until now. "Where's the best spot?"