She watches him pull away, mentally and emotionally further than the physicality of it all, and holds in a sigh of exasperation. But only barely.

But it's when he begins the question in Latin that she can't fully contain herself. Even as he asks 'what things' she reaches over and tugs his ear. Not hard, but just enough to show that she knew the saying. That she was't just holding the ear of supposed danger, but tugging on it. That the saying has no power over her.

It should have no power over him.

"Wolf things." She says plainly so that he understands under no uncertain terms. "Things that I have a right to decide for my own damn self."