There's still that flash of bright hair from under her toque and those electric green eyes that turn towards the person talking. Carolina has mellowed out a little in her 'old' age, not just ignoring people, or worse. It is why she does pause, hands in the pockets of her coat, to regard the stranger.

"Yes?" There is that slight drawl to the word, the other words left unspoken but clear enough. What do you want? She might not ignore or attack, but she's also not sunshine and lollipops either.