[there's a moment as she laughs even as they stop in front of the door, pulling her keys from her backpack]

A lot of people say things like that about him... but we have been friends for years now? Mm. He is like... защитник? ["Protector" is the word that she likes, taking a moment to try to conjure it up.] He makes me feel safe. Happy.

I worry less when he is close... that feeling.

[And she offers a little smile before actually moving to unlock the front door.

And it's probably the beginning of the end as she chirps out happily:]

Yato? Anya is home!