"Not yet I don't," Zephyr responded obligingly, in that pause between her sentences. He did not at all know her. Great way to make friends, though, this was. "But I'm learning you're an optimist, apparently."

Who knew.

And then oh wow she was very close. Zephyr tried not to twitch, tried not to put his right hand -- anywhere at all -- and managed a smile that was thin and at least half grimace, but something better than nothing. "Better?" he asked when Ilda was done, a bit bemused.