Mia has up to this point simply been enjoying the sun and the smell of the herbs growing in nearby planters, a moment's respite from the usual hectic rush of her day. Not that she'd have things any other way, of course.

But she brightens considerably when she notes Araceli making her way over, and she makes certain to sweep her skirts to the side, enough to make room on the stone bench she's claimed as hers for the time being. "Off of my feet, which I find myself more than a little grateful for." Her smile curves wider.

"And just when I thought I'd come outside and warm myself, here comes another spot of sunshine to brighten my day. How have you been, dear?"