Ana made a hmph-ing noise in the back of her throat. She was having a bad day, she figured she was allowed to be a bit down on herself. It would pass eventually, the way they all did, she just had to wait for the pendulum to swing back the other way. She worked very hard to project the image that she had all her shit together, at least in public. This wasn't public, though, it was just her and Thorsten. If she couldn't let the cracks show here, she couldn't do it anywhere.
That made her snicker. "And heart eyes, like in the old cartoons?" she asked, laughing quietly. "Think I'll have them following after me in a line. It's usually the cats who do the chasing, not the other way around. Well. Unless wolves are involved."