[ Haru nods, beaming just as brightly as though it's never present in the back of her mind that Mark's time is dwindling out. Here, in the moment, he's himself and present and happy, and that's all she could ask for, so she's content to step inside the barn and perch herself on a bale of hay. She'll work on her peach in a moment. ]

Only if you don't mind, of course. [ Belatedly, but! She has to say it! ] You've already done so much for me; just having your company for a bit would have been enough.