[ She kind of makes a humming noise - she is getting so good, there will be no barks at pettings in no time, watch - that cuts off when he moves his hand. She drops hers too, since it was getting uncomfortable anyway, but pushes herself up a little and leans her head back to peer upwards. ]

Then it's a good thing I'm not either of those things. [ She's giving him a curious look from that angle, but goes on teasingly anyway. ] But! I am a grandma, kind of, so that probably gives me some super special caring skills.