Well, that’s true. There is nothing more interesting than this island adventure.

With that excited energy of hers, Ilda takes the offered seat, and holds out an apricot in return. She’s really just kidding about trading the apricots for stories, as she’s content to watch while the Fool does his work.

“You’re really so very talented, Mister Fool!” The compliment is genuine, even if she sounds as chipper as she usually does. “Where do you get the ideas for all these?”