[ Perhaps it's because Ilda's not as normal as she thinks she is (or appears to be). Or maybe it's simply because of her frequent contact with Yato. Either way, she's noticed Bishamon now, and that attention's probably going to last a while. At least up until someone more awe-inspiring arrives.

At the introduction, Ilda's eyes widen slightly. So this is what a real goddess looks and feels like.

So cool. ]

They call this world Konryu, and this city Aifaran. But I prefer to call it Magical Turtle City! [ She's not making fun of you, Bishamon. She's just a chipper little thing, and she can't quite restrain herself, try as she might. ] Someone explained to me this whole situation before, but I really don't remember much, it all seems so complicated. Something about what they call the Dreaming and us being Dreamfolk... sorry, I'm just not a philosopher. I can give you a tour, though!

[ Then, as an afterthought: ] Or if you want to talk to other gods, I know someone!