"I have lots of secrets," Ilde confides, when they're close, serious as only a drunk young lady can be. In some ways, the bluntly forthcoming way she is about the things that she doesn't see as secrets to be kept is a smokescreen over the things she doesn't wish to share. Hidden just out of sight, where no one will ask. (They're her secrets, and no one else cares, but- but she cares.)