The worrying thing was that was a danger. She hadn't thought of it until Elsa had stated it so plainly, and it wasn't what she'd meant, exactly, but it happened, didn't it? Probably not because they'd been shrunk out of existence, but it still made her pull the blanket tighter.

"I'm not going anywhere," she swore. She couldn't control it at all -- even if she hadn't been tiny and the world hadn't seemed so far out of her control, she couldn't -- but she had determination. She really didn't want to, and so she was going to tell the world that.