Aya's not going to try to start a conversation, much as there are things she'd like to know. She notes what there is to note about the carriage, takes discreet looks at what Berete and the Duke are wearing from a shorter distance - mostly their shoes, where it won't look so odd to stare - and derives vague wisps of predictions from that. She looks out the window, makes a note of the route, compares it against her mental map of Eseo.