Point gained. Bianchi set her spoon down and watched the other woman thoughtfully. "You're older than I thought. Has Hayato matured?" She is almost wistful when she asks the question. Could Hayato have grown up more while she was gone? Enough that an experienced woman had an interest in him? Bianchi was never privy to much of his life, when he was with her he was invariably face down and mono syllabic if he wasn't pushing her away. She wished she could watch him grow up sometimes, like a normal sister might.