The words don't matter as much as the approval in them; he says nicer things to her than anyone has in years, and she almost wishes Mrs. Sumner was here so they could really talk. Though they couldn't, not with her here, but...she might have some idea.
She was hoping it be better before she tried it, but now is as good a time as any other.
"Y-yes," she says, haltingly, bobbing her head. Her accent is thick, and she stops with that word, honestly shy now.