It takes Anna a second to metaphorically swallow her pride and realize what exactly she's got to do here. The scarf is probably more important; she wraps it around her neck carefully, then regards the hat with the same expression before slipping it on her head. At least now the seam between robot and human on her neck is covered up.

"Thanks. It's from the neck up. Metal heart, metal arms... everything but my face and my brain now, I guess." She's. Kind of looking forward to it. Because it means she'll probably get her eye back. Right? That has to be how it works. But it's not important. She tugs the front of her scarf up over her chin, just barely covering her lips. "Knew it was on its way. Just wish it hadn't taken so long."