Bianchi made a soft sound of distaste, lifting the hairspray can and running a finger along the seam thoughtfully. "I find myself quite emotional about the whole thing." She murmured, though for all intents and purposes she seemed perfectly calm. "I get so agitato... so irritated when people try to kill me." Her eyes lifted to one of the men in the room who seemed to be a leader. "It is never wise to upset a woman, they can be so... irrational." She'd search for words occasionally as she translated in her head. It was clear she was anything but irrational right now. Though there was something hot burning in the accusing stare.

"Surely you gentleman know how to fix these things. I was just telling Reborn that I believe the only real way to make amends was to bring forth the guilty parties and execute them as proof this was not something of which the whole organization approved." She sighed, sounding put out, making it clear Reborn had not agreed with this. Even if the whole conversation was made up on the spot. Sometimes it was hard to tell with people of this caliber.