'Another go,' Elsa mouthed, giving an enthusiastic nod. This was silly. It was ridiculous in a way that she'd never really thought magic could be, and now she was curious to see what other zaniness might come about.

Mute wasn't so terrible, really. Especially since it was only temporary. And if Anders was willing to keep doing this, even after a fit of bubble hiccups, then why not?

Elsa lifted her bat with one hand, putting the other in the air behind her and mimicking a swashbuckling pose that she'd seen in a book illustration once. And then she thrust the bat forward again.

Elsa was by no means a swashbuckler.