Harper wasn't sure how she was taking to 'captivity' as it were. She loved her father dearly, and it was an interesting chance to get to know his other children, but she dearly hoped the decree to not to go out on her own was over and up. Because she planned on going out. The death of the Princess was sad, true, and worthy of all expression of grief, but it shouldn't stop her life.
She hadn't had a chance to talk to her half-sister yet though, the girl seemed extremely withdrawn, and from listening to Papi's servants talk it wasn't hard to figure out why. Though Harper had no illusion of flying in and forcing someone she didn't know out of grief, company was often the best for these things. Company, fine food and shopping. She could provide the first, hope Papi's cook could fake the second and mayhap take the other girl out later for the third.
"Buongiorno," she said, when the other girl paused. The music had been beautiful in it's own right, "If you are able, I've brought food," she said, holding a platter with some cheese that seemed almost acceptable, bread and fruit. "I would like to get to know you, if you would allow it. Besides, you must eat, no?"