"I'm fine." Quick, though her voice stays soft. Calm, really, though empathy sneaks in along the edges of it and makes it more than just calm.. Calming, an optimist might say. She just hopes it isn't-- something. Annoying? Condescending?

"I just wanted to check in. I heard about your friend, Hercules," and she pauses, then, a complicated sort of expression on her face. "In my world, sometimes when people lose someone you try to help by bringing food. Like a comfort thing or just so they have one less thing to worry about, you know?"

Ruby glances down at the basket and feels markedly ridiculous. "I brought you this, but um. Mostly I just wondered how you're holding up? And if you need anything."