It's less about her understanding and more about Aña asserting herself in the situation. Sort of.

She narrows her eyes at Wanda's offered hand, crossing her arms over her chest. If it was just a matter of herself, Aña would be perfectly happy to be polite and maybe even consider the offer. But it's not just about her. Tommy and Matilda have both been through more shit than they should have, and she has no reason to trust that it won't go bad again.

"Yeah, I heard," she says, every ounce of Brooklyn Latina oozing out of her. You don't scare her, lady. "I also heard you're tryin to get us to move out with you or something. Eso no va a suceder, you can go ahead and walk right back where you came from."