It's not a sign of reconciliation as much as one saying we're moving on now - like Rutile said, there's nothing to reconcile. It's a little funny to see Ilda cowed, though; Rutile has the sense that doesn't happen often.

They slip off the table and return to their seat as Ilda asks about sunlight. Their eyes go wide a bit with surprise. "Gracious," they murmur, "what has Padparadscha been telling you?"

That's what happens when you let a layman do a scientist's job, though.

"You have the right idea of it," they explain, "but it's not quite correct. Padparadscha and I are more like plants; we do draw our energy from sunlight, but we don't eat it. Light is too immaterial for that."