"Me too! It was really boring without him." Ilda looks sheepish at the admission, but it's the truth; even if she has other friends, Yato's probably the only one who's able to match up to her hyperactivity and dorkiness.

But once the poster's in her hand, it's quickly forgotten, and she bounds over to the Fool, grinning. "What are you up to, Mister Fool? Any interesting story lately?" She pulls out a small paper bag from the leather satchel she's carrying with her. "I brought some apricots to trade for one!"