Ilde wears her inhumanity quite openly for a woman whose appearance is a masquerade; she likes to control what people see of her, but she isn't truly pretending to be other than what she is. It's a point of pride, and her pride in her music is a facet of that now, where before it hadn't much mattered to her. (Sometimes she wishes she had her father's passion for their shared gift - but her artistic inclinations lie in other directions, truthfully.)

"I can," she says, looking toward the house with a hint of approval; for the most part, she keeps an eye on Narcissa herself, but more and more it's likely evident that she's watching her mouth rather than hearing what she says clearly. "Music is part of me- it's all like breathing." Most of her students will never possess that mastery, because what Ilde does can't be taught, but that's more due to the fact it's inherent power that flows through her veins and not any kind of slight on the accomplishments they are capable of.

It's sort of like how one wouldn't put her in a swimming competition against humans.

"Do you play? That's a lovely house." ...non sequiturs, sometimes they happen. (That is partly fey temperament. They're like cats, curious and playful and a little sadistic.)