She smiles, brief and bright. She's relieved and, for the moment, pleased. "Good," she says, worried that gratitude would make her sound stupid. That she would sound childish or out of place.

Apparently she is anyway.

"I just- I can leave." Girl stumbles over her words, taken aback by Johanna's quick change in attitude. She backs up a few involuntary steps, wide eyed. But she lingers, half expecting that Johanna will be like the other wolves she's encountered; temperamental but using their brashness as a prank.