Whatever Ilda is imagining that causes her face to contort so, it is almost certainly inaccurate. Perhaps now is the wrong time for a science lesson.

"I should just live as I am, with no reservations."

"That certainly sounds like something Padparadscha would say," they reply, matching Ilda's smile. "And it probably refers to your talent, too - though you should be a little more careful about that."

Rutile leans one elbow on the table, their thoughts returning to Ilda's original concerns. "About that. Do you know very much about it? You cause earthquakes, yes; but have you any knowledge of their strength or frequency? I suppose experimentation has not been a priority..."