The only way Anna helped ease others fears was by challenging Gandalf as he came in with her gripes on not being allowed to go with him. Her boldness made the men laugh at her but also raise their chests a little higher.
Right after Faramir was done telling Gandalf the status on Frodo and Sam, Anna was in the wizard's face. 'You can go out there, with Pippin, but I am not allowed? I have business to settle with that black monster!'
'As I'm sure many others do as well,' Gandalf cast her aside and jumped off Shadowfax.'
'What, dear maiden, is your experience with the Nazgul?' Faramir asked. Even with her hair being blown away from her elf ears, she was still being called a maiden.
'My experience is with the Lord of the Nazgul, the Black Captain which few stand to even the rumor of his coming. They quail and weep at his scream; even the stout of heart can stand, but only stand, and do nothing else. Even his own folk, his own slaves fear him. Yet my experience was long ago, when he was the King of Angmar and his people came terrorizing the folk west of the mountains, men of elder lineage than you.
'I was but a child,' she defended, before going on. 'So I stood and then ran, but not fast enough to outrun the heads rolling on the road, chopped off from the necks of my kinsmen.' She paused in remembering the men. 'They were noble and a great race of men,' she said, as if the men surrounding her were less.
'Watch your choice of words. You are speaking with the Steward's son,' Gandalf said sternly.
Anna took a moment to look into Faramir's face. 'Forgive me, your lordship.'
Ever a gentleman and a kind ruler, Farmair saw through the harshness and coldness of her words to the anger of not being able to fight and receive revenge for her kinsmen. He dismissed her apology. 'You name, may I ask,' he said.
'There are not many elves within your Man legends. I'm sure you can figure it out,' she retaliated, sick of the ignoring of the odd image of her ears.
'Anna!' Gandalf scolded. He huffed but still there was silence. 'Tell him you name,' Gandalf guided Anna.
A look to the wizard and then another to Faramir and she lowered her eyes. 'I am Anna,' adding a curtsy as well which Pippin was quite impressed with.
Faramir nodded and Anna took it as permission to leave. 'Tell me, Anna,' Faramir called to her and she stopped and turned. 'You encounter with the Nazgul was very close and yet you survived. Do you have any advice for the rest of us?'
Anna's face stayed hard but unreadable. 'Stuff your ears,' and as she walked away, 'for none hear their screams and live without fear.'