She hums, as if sounding doubtful about Wylan's deflection. "Am I though?" They're cut from different cloth; Hilda never had people talking to down to her in a literal sense. But the feeling about not believing in your own abilities still rings true.

She's no stranger to downplaying her own skills and abilities. In fact, she's skillfully mastered it into convincing herself that that's the truth and very little can dissuade her from it. The irony is that she'd be absolutely damned if she heard others belittling themselves.

"I met him the other day in the Sarstina! He told me he runs a club. I never thought that he'd need explosives for that though." She says it curiously enough, but then recalls the conversation she'd had with Jesper about what he got up to back home and can't help but wonder if the things are connected. Ah well. "But sometimes it's the most unexpected things that draw us right where we need to be, right?"