[ Ilda's eyes widen at the revelation that Unlucky is an angel. She's imagining him now -- all glorious and good-looking, with grand wings. ]

I've never seen one, but people say they exist! At least, the traveling people do. I've heard all sorts of stories about them. They're supposed to be very beautiful! So Unlucky is very beautiful, then?

[ She pushes her face a little closer to him, grinning knowingly. ]