[Anasui's not used to sincere people so it takes him a moment to really pick up what her deal is. He doesn't relax, per say, when he finally figures it out but there's less of an edge in his movements as he walks.]

...I really am far from home. [Anasui huffs and shakes his head.] It's a place. Shitty state in the South-East of America, where I'm from. It has lots of water... and damned gators...

I assume where you're from doesn't have it either, right? You inferred you weren't a local.