Harmanaija stared at him, uncertain what to say or refute that so instead, she simply sighed through a smile and gave a nod.
"I guess so. But I can't help but wonder what a woman ought to do at a crocodile hunt." And the last part she grumbled a bit, in spite of herself- because secretly she was a bit excited to join him- but on another hand, she was also very, very terrified. Not only would there be dangerous crocodiles all around her, but what if her husband tried something against her out there? She tried to push the thought away as she turned from Anran.
"I guess it's back to this sewing then until we leave?" Which would also help her avoid looking at Anran, so he wouldn't have to keep seeing her dopey smile, of which she could not get rid of upon her lips. And while her back was turned to him, she exhaled again and told him,
"Thanks. I know you don't have to do any of this for me but.... really, it's appreciate to know someone cares."