A fine accomplishment. ( Is that dry humour, or ...? It's a mystery. ) All is well, I assure you.

( And now... the stumbling block. The problem is that, while Herian is able to be friendly and humorous and sometimes even charming with those dear to her, those people currently number at about two who are presently in Kirkwall; Cosima and Saoirse, and the latter has the advantage of knowing her all her life. She also has the dubious honour of being the reason Herian is calling.

There's a long hesitation, in which she's trying to figure out how to go about this, and second-guessing that it may, in fact, be a terrible idea, and interfereing, and possibly not what Saoirse would want, despite their recent conversation. )

Ah— I hope you can forgive me the presumption, but I've some information that I think may be to your interests, regarding a mutual acquaintance. It is not a matter of any delicacy, I assure you, only that... you are her friend, so I thought you'd care to know when her birthday falls, in case you should have some desire to acquire a gift.