"I'm glad to hear, from what Dahlia tells me, she seems it." Daff didn't know Jemima all that well outside of stories from her sister and from doing the flowers at the wedding, but she did seem like she was handling everything the best she could. It was probably for the better, Daff knew too much about the Greengrass family to get too close to Jemima now. "I hope she's enjoying the flowers each month." Daff hadn't heard one way or another so just kept making little arrangements and sending them out.

Winston plopped down at her feet now that she hadn't moved for a few minutes and she chuckled at him. "Yes, I was visiting Mum, she sent me home with too much, I was going to take it to Jack instead." It wasn't as if Daff had her own house with her own small staff now or anything. She did not need to be fed anymore. "And it's nice out," even if her back hurt a little, which she stretched out gently trying to ease the stiffness out of from sitting too long at her parents'.