[ The look on his face at least doesn't change, even as she admits the worries she's been having out loud. The idea that she usually has so much to do, that she's never had to worry about seeking him out first, really...

He shrugs. ]

You're a princess— sorry, a queen. Of course you're spoiled.

[ His face softens slightly more, the adoration replaced with one of empathy. He knew how hard it could be to feel like you had to fight for someone's attention better than anyone, after all, and he knew how hard that could be on her after all the years of fighting for Elsa's. Maybe it was why he'd never made her fight for his before. ]

But you haven't always been. It's not like it was before, you know. If you knock, I'm always gonna open the door. [ He figures it's a bit more careful to phrase it that way than mentioning her sister outright here. ] I'm sorry things are so different. But I'm not more important than you are or more needed or doing more to support us. You're as much apart of this ice business as I am. You're the reason it exists. You're important, Anna, and you would be to me even if you weren't doing anything at all.

It's not interrupting when I say that I want you to contact me whenever you need to. And you wouldn't have been at home, either. Even if you'd pushed a little more.