A cringe was a cringe and Bianchi was trained to notice the little things. She didn't say anything although she had said 'older' rather than just 'old'. It wasn't meant to be an insult. Miranda was a full adult. The last time she'd seen Hayato he'd still been a child in her eyes. Her adorable little brother. She sighed and took a sip. "Hayato and I ... are not close." More like she followed him out of love, trying to make sure he was ok. And Hayato would have most likely been happier if he didn't see her again. She looked almost jealously at the other woman but took a sip of tea instead. Sweet Amore Rooibos, the taste was soothing and she let the steam waft up into her face just breathing in the scent. She set her cup back down and pushed her hair back over her shoulder.

"What exactly is your relationship?" She asked curiously. "Are you lovers?" She leaned forward, setting her elbow down so she could cup her chin and observe the other woman.