Korrin can't help but smile at the awkward deflection, not poking fun at it since she doesn't know Fern well enough to do so. And sometimes, those moments are needed before a serious topic can resume, like that. She grabs anything else that needs carrying, not wanting to leave it all up to her kadan. Araceli is undoubtedly the superior cook, but the Korrin always wants to find ways to assist.

Once they're settled and Korrin has swallowed her first mouthful -also slipping just a little bit under the table for a certain furry loaf- she looks thoughtfully at Fern. "We know that Sina doesn't have much time, that she's losing strength every day. It's painful, but on the other hand it means you can tell her with no expectations. When...when she leaves us--" Korrin stares down and draws in a steadying breath, still finding it painful to voice such words aloud. "--she will be surrounded by love. I don't think that revelation will be the burden you think it is, Fern. Sina is a loving and caring person, and she always has been. That hasn't changed, even now."