[Oh no, Akira... She has to shift her hold on the bowl as she raises her sleeve up to cover her mouth a bit, not quite laughing, but instinctively to cover her suddenly wider smile.]

I think that's a bit much... But I suppose if the comparison is to the Lady Astoria, I cannot make comments on my own age.

[She tilts her head slightly to the edge of the space, towards the pots of bamboo with their colorful decorations.] Have you had a chance to write a wish?