Ten years? Ten years is enough to make a long story. Her surprise is evident for a beat. She starts uncrossing her arms, only to catch herself and settle on a close approximation to collected calm:

"Ten years?" Smile, Mia! All right, that's not your best effort, but it's better than nothing. "No wonder you look a little different from yesterday. Did you end up pursuing law in the end?"

I feel a headache really coming on now...