Aria remained quiet, allowing the words to sink in. It was Bianchi's last words that struck something deep within Aria and it was quickly followed with flashbacks of him. Her lips moved without sound, repeating the word 'eyes' as she continued to be lost in thought and memories. It was possible that he had feelings for her that didn't necessarily run around his sense of duty. That he could possibly care for her as a woman and not just his boss. Before she allowed herself to delve further into this helpful advice, Aria popped out of her inner bubble and smiled warmly at the other woman.

"Forgive me," she giggles softly while brushing a loose strand behind an ear. "I almost let myself be carried away." Aria leans forward to pluck a sandwich off a tray and takes a small bite. "I suppose the saying 'the eyes are the windows to the soul' is true. "