The men of her people don't grow as much facial hair and Jack's is a reminder of his other blood. She'd think he was better looking without the facial hair but since it feels good when he kisses her she doesn't have any complaints over it. Jack has more sexual experience then anyone else she's ever going to be with. His looks are of little importance to her, just a bonus. But she does like his tattoos. His body and his eyes. His beauty comes from his exoticness and his skill. Anaba knows they can never marry and that's a lot of the appeal. In a short time she'll be made to marry one of the braves. Until then she plans to have fun with Jack and doesn't consider the consequences of having a lover even though she assumes he'll be with them forever.
If the stranger's camp is here then the braves wont be too far. The woman have told Anaba that her escaped with Jack should be kept from them, as if there was any question. She lets jack keep an eye on the devils as her eyes scan for her own people. She doesn't understand his words but the tone is shared in her own curse against them. It's too dangerous to go on this direction. She crawls backward down the rocks, away from them, pulling on the leg of Jack's pants telling him to come down as well.