Some of the color drains from Rita's face, and she opts to sit down at the table, setting the armor on a seat beside her.

"...I'd considered the possibility," she says, staring down at the table's surface. "So it's really true." The connection between them, the way Gild reacted when she saw her... it makes sense.

"...Still can't believe he took the bait," she adds, still looking distracted.