"It's that physical?" There's genuine interest. Having come from a very, very old magical line, Narcissa is attuned to the magic of her world, but it's not a palpable sensation so much as it is an ease of use. She lacks that sense, here, though magic is accessible and plentiful - and she recognises the spellwork of those she knows well.

So far, that's limited to Lucius, but magical theory intrigues her, and should today turn out well, Narcissa is hopeful she'll be able to pick Ilde's mind at some point. So to speak.

"Does it confuse you? I imagine there'd be quite a cacophony of magical signatures here."