[She shrieks and laughs as he sets in on her, squirming more in a playful manner than out of any genuine protest.]

Grandmother, what a question! I suppose when I should happen to meet a most charming wolf and he...

[But the thought slowly tapers off as it dawns on her that the two thoughts aren't actually intended to go together, and all of a sudden the reluctance from before makes a lot more sense, and the whole world goes warm and soft with understanding.]

...Oh. Have — you've been worrying about it...?