Kitchen banter
"We will be staying together, Dad," Aria exclaimed, her face bright with excitement. It seemed as though she had returned to her younger self when she would always tail behind her father whenever he returned home after his work. She would always cling to him and ask him questions about his work, although she would not understand a word he had spoken. Also, Oliver would only tell her some titbits and not what exactly he did the entire day. Aria was not even in her teens to understand his line of work. But she would still find it to be interesting even if she did not understand a thing. She would have the look of wonder and astonishment as she listened to him patiently and quietly.