Normally, Aria did not hesitate to get to her point, but at the moment she felt incredibly young. Her words were even jumbling inside her mind and the longer she stalled the easier her cheeks gave way to a light blush. Aria took another sip from her cup before setting them back atop the table. With a quick clearing of her throat she looks up at the younger woman, "I'm told you're not only very skilled with poisons, but also with matters pretaining to the heart. Love, if you will."

The longer she went on the hotter she felt. She felt like squirming and changing the subject altogether, but when was she ever going to get the opportunity (or the courage) to ask again. "How are you able to tell the difference between love and duty?" It would be easier to just read his heart but that would be cheating...