She's not totally oblivious to the sudden attack of self-consciousness, but Adalia definitely acts as though she is, smiling widely at Fern and beckoning her closer.

"That sounds wonderful, thank you! Come in, do you have a moment to sit down? It feels like it's been a while since we last spoke."

It's... easier to pretend all of this is normal. That Adalia is not currently tinged blue, that this illness is not happening at all. Acting like this is a routine visit and neither of them needs to act any differently to how they usually would just... feels better. Simpler. Less like Adalia is going to tear her own hair out from nerves.