Wholeheartedly.

Aragon watched as she pulled herself away from him, her eyes gazing at the walls that were stained with blood. She gently walked away from him, and her legs were trembling. He wouldn't have noticed if not that he saw that she was finding it hard to walk, till she climbed up the tiers and stopped right in front of the wall. 

He was right behind her, accessing the walls a number of times to see what could have made her like this, but it looked ordinary to him. Raziah's fingers reached out and touched the wall, and he could now visibly see her trembling fingers and she kept tracing something around the wall. 

At first, she looked confused. He kept looking between her and the wall but he just couldn't find anything there...till he saw something reflecting in the depths of her eyes. Her hands kept tracing some pattern that was invisible to him, and yet he could see the engravings clearly writing in her eyes, reflecting back Into his.