Growling and huffing under his breath, Kristoff closed his hands in fists, his teeth clenched making his jaw jump more prominent on his oddly round face. Just the sight of that guy made him lose his temper, just the idea of him roaming around and breathing the same air that the Princess breathed made him mad. He wasn’t supposed to be here, Elsa had been very clear.
So now the mountain man towered over the auburn haired Prince, his brown eyes intense and narrowed as he scrutinized the freckled face. It was rather ridiculous how easily he could throw a punch at his jaw, one that would certainly cause so much more damage than the one Anna gave him a few months ago. Maybe then he’d understand that he was not welcome. Never again.
”Well, you’re not supposed to be here in the first place.” He grunted, his voice coming deeper than he meant to. “So I guess it should scare you away — otherwise I’ll have to show you the way back to the docks with my own hands. And, honestly? I just got themcleaned, I don’t feel like dirtying them again.”
To be honest, the mountain man was was very intimidating. Hans could hold his ground fairly well if the other tried anything, but there was a likely chance of something of is being broken. Still, the man kept his regal posture and looked up to the other, refusing to back down and give the other any kind of advantage over him. Like the height and weight wasn’t enough already.
Hans took a deep breath in when Kristoff began to speak, lips pressing into a thin line, gaze yet to waver. His reason for coming out of the forest and into the town was because of the couple he was staying with. They wanted his help and he could only comply in respect for what they’ve done for him.
"If you don’ wish to dirty them, then I suggest you don’t try anything. I’m not here out of malice or to attempt anything like I had before. Besides, I’d rather you not show me to the docks. There’s no vessel I could take and I’d rather not be on the waters with nowhere to go again.”
