[ Hilda's coat is deposited onto a chair at Ori's table before the tiefling duly joins the birthday girl on the "picnic" blanket. She takes the liberty of serving tea, pouring it carefully into their respective cups.

When Hilda asks her question, the flowers in Ori's hair seem to brighten up just a bit, a bit of pink creeping into her cheeks— ]

Oh, I've been okay...! It has been a while, hasn't it?

[ — but only briefly, as what she says following that seem to temper her emotions. ]

The last few weeks have been... umm. A lot? It feels like so much happened. How are you holding up?