She takes a slow breath, composing herself. Everyone dies sometime. She'd been more than ready to die on several occasions in her life. It didn't frighten her. She'd been more concerned about her children growing up without her. Luke's reassurance helps a great deal. She couldn't raise them, herself, but as long as they were loved and protected... that's all she can ask for.

With practiced grace and poise, she tucks those thoughts and emotions away to deal with later. Centering herself, she turns back to Luke with a smile and a nod. "I'm glad. And now we have a chance to get to know one another. Granted, these are very unusual circumstances, but I'm happy it's brought us together. I've brought a blanket to sit on, will you join me?"