Ah, yes! I remember well your favorite activities: hunting, riding, and feasting! [To that, she offers the other woman an awkward smile.]

Lo and behold, we find ourselves at a feast. Present company and a choice few others excepted, it isn't the celebration I would have asked for, but it is a feast nonetheless.

[She is rambling a bit, but then again, it is harder to make bold declarations of friendship in person than over pen and paper.]

What do you think of it? Er, not necessarily the feast, but...