Ilda tries her best to keep up, but Conan’s still going a little too fast for her to completely follow. She’s noticed the sigh and the exasperation, though; her own twin brother’s reacted the exact same way many many times before.

She makes a mental note to just go through the steps again later, although she’ll have to be extra-careful not to send her pictures to the entire city again. Maybe she’ll just use something else for practice. Like cats. Everyone likes cats, right?

At Conan’s mention of a book, though, she can’t help but make a face. She’s never really liked books. Too many words. “Um, just one more question?” she starts with a sheepish smile. “Are there books with pictures instead of words?”