QUOTE : don’t have a skull,” Olaf remarked. “Or bones.” “So now what?” Kristoff asked Anna. The question sent Anna into a panic. “I don’t know! What am I going to do? Elsa threw me out, I can’t go back to Arendelle with the weather like this, and then there’s your ice business.…” Kristoff felt bad for Anna, but he knew panicking wouldn’t help. He tried to steer her back to their current situation. “Hey, don’t worry about my ice business,” he told her. “Worry about your hair.” Anna’s hands flew to her head and she tried to smooth down her hair. “What? I just fell off a cliff,” she said. “You should see your hair.” “No, yours is turning white,” he said, concerned.