Ilda, the excitable little thing that she is, only has more questions after Nita's sharing, and they come out of her with obvious interest and energy. "Wait, what's a junior in high school? And what's a florist?"

At the wizard reveal, the blonde girl actually calms down a little. She doesn't understand the terminologies, but she knows from the way Nita's dropped her tone that it's something important, and maybe even a secret. "And a wizard is like... a god?" she hedges. Her eyes widen at that realization, even if it's actually not confirmed yet.