Oh, my!

[Rosemary's hand flies to her breast, shocked. And then:] Please forgive me, Mrs. Kesi, but I hadn't expected your question to be about... that.

Are you feeling quite well? I can ask one of the servers for some ice water, or tea, if that might be better. I seem to recall that Shinjiro was a step-son, of sorts -- but I do so hate to pry into family business.