Sometimes, they really worry her: serial killers, crazy priests, uprisings, more or less every potentially lethal situation that anyone could dream up. She's long since learned not to think about what they are doing because it will only bring back the fear of having to dig another grave; the only way not to panic is to carry on as if they're completely fine. Soon after they leave, she repairs the old golden lantern that sits at the attic's window; when they're in Resembool again, they'll see it and know that she's still waiting for them.