He can't tell exactly what color her eyes are as she comes closer. He thinks they could be blue but there is a hue there he can't see that makes him think maybe they have some green in them. It's such a shame he can't see their true color but even so he's not sure he'd want to right now. Those eyes hold fear and timidness, nothing that deserves to be on her pretty face.

With her finally sitting he takes his own seat back down, no longer towering over her. "Hm?" He asks for a moment forgetting why he even called her here. "Yes, I was reading some of the files for the new inmates and yours caught my eye." It's not all that caught his eye but he isn't going to say that.

He lists his own cup of tea to his lips, it's nice how knowledgeable she is on tea. He'll have to remember that for later. "The tardiness is forgiven, don't fret over it and thank you for the tea suggestion. I'd love to discuss other teas another time perhaps."

The cup is placed down as they lock eyes. "Do you know what part of your file might have caught my eye, Mademoiselle?"