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“Kristoff, what are you doing?” Anna asked as she stepped into the bathroom.
“I’m drying off,” he stated as a matter of fact.
“With a washcloth?”
“When I first got here, the tutors told me not to get straight back into my clothes after a bath,” he explained.
“Did-” she swallowed. She couldn’t laugh. He was obviously trying. She took a breath. “Did the tutors tell you what you should dry yourself with?”
“What do you mean?” he asked, looking straight at her.
“Kristoff, we have bath towels.”
“Where?” he asked.
Anna sighed, walking over to the nearby shelf. “Here.”