It is natural enough to relax when Greta approaches, even without looking at her — Anne knows her footfalls well enough by now. She takes the nudge with a rather sheepish smile, and takes the half biscuit hesitatingly, like she's not sure what it's for.

She knows she's probably being a little overprotective. She doesn't want to scare people away — that's not the point, after all, much as it's her natural instinct. She also knows Greta fancies her like this. There's still a fine line to be drawn before it becomes too much, and Greta's fancy isn't all that draws it.

"Am I scaring everyone off?" she mumbles in faint, amused acknowledgment, and she nudges back before taking a satisfying bite of the ginger snap.