Her immediate retort left her lips before she realized who she was talking to, "Peach cobbler actually! You would think they would find that soothing, the not cooking and eating of their brethren!" Daff laughed and swatted another apple away, glad they weren't moving too quickly, more like orbiting her now, but still coming into contact whenever they could.

It had been a long while since she'd run into Fortitude. Truthfully it felt like another lifetime entirely and she was surprised he remembered her. Just like last time and in that other life, she would have delighted in getting to know him better, but now she was unsure of how to tread. There was nothing wrong with a friendly conversation anyway. It wasn't like there had to be anything awkward here.

Daff moved farther from where the charmed apples were supposed to stay, but her new entourage followed her almost gleefully, zipping around her. "This must be my sister's fault," this had Zinnia written all over it. A hapless, harmless little adjustment to the charm. Or it had simply gone wonky and she was the unfortunate recipient of the wayward apples. "You always seem to find me in some predicament Mr. Greengrass, maybe it's you." She returned the jest lightly, catching an apple as it headed for her nose this time.