The young priestess goes through at least three or four steps before answering. However, when she does, it is without slowing down or turning her head to look. "Yes," she replies, simply.
"It is quite alright," Anna responds to the magus, "I am hardly a literalist. If I were to say I was going to see a friend, it is hardly a prediction of miraculous healing on my part. Just go with what seems natural to you--should the occasion arise.
"I gotta use the privies!" the mule driver shouts from the back, as all eyes fall on him. "Na, wait, I'm good. False alarm. Betsy an Johnna are both good to go, too!" With that, Anzaldo pats one of the two mules on the hindquarters, eliciting a glare from the animal.