There was something about Ilda's behavior that was ringing familiar bells, but Zephyr honestly couldn't put a finger on it. And it wasn't bad, so he figured it could be figured out later. Whatever.

He tapped the side of his own tea, found it still a little too hot, and settled down to wait. Lippy would be ashamed of his temperature balance, probably. "A lot of people are pretty fundamentally decent, I think. Just most of the time don't know how to help, or don't see where there's need. You asked, so." A shrug which was a little bit uncomfortable. "Glad you're okay."