"I'm sorry, I didn't realize it was you, Fern. Hi, how are you?"

At that she smiles and steps a bit further into the room, giving her skinny shoulders a little shrug. "Oh, well enough," she replies, then looks down to the basket she's carrying on the crook of one arm. "I thought I'd bring something by for you, just--to help you sleep, if you needed it."

A pause, as she takes note of all the bottles and vials, and blushes suddenly. Stupid, how silly, of course Adalia doesn't need her help with this--

"It's just, um, a valerian root tea my ma' used to make for me." This added a bit self-consciously, her eyes suddenly downcast.