There's a little jerk of movement on Ilde's part, her eyes following the fish as they vanish-- she can't help it, they look like food and she has to restrain herself from snapping toward them. She does hold back, though, tucking her hands together behind her back like a child and a stillness follows as she considers what she's just witnessed and what she thinks it means. What it means to her, as well as to him.

"Maryis," she says, thoughtfully, and nothing else.