Aradia offers a look that effectively communicates a distinct lack of not caring about the shitty dumb useless pedestination hoofbeastshit. It isn't as though they haven't been living with it since before day one ever even started; it's bound to Just Keep Happening, even if she didn't get a self-warning alarm about this.

"Oh, sure. What are you fixing, anyway?" There's so many notes there that Aradia only really skimmed one or two, enough to realize what was happening. She hands over Aria Megido's brochure without hesitation.