She regarded the white owl in thought before her gaze shifted to the puffball bopping around in the grass in front of her. The few she'd asked about the familiars seemed to have had no significant connection to them which made her wonder why the familiar she got took the form of the IronMoon. "Is this puffball something important to you?" Elza asked before taking note that the owl seemed to have showed up later. She wasn't sure how she felt about that when it came to herself. Elza already had one nuisance here in this world before she arrived... she didn't want any others.

The mention of the owl having died before arriving. She was from a different time from those also pulled here from this world. The thought that he could come back was one that left her with mixed emotions and ones she hoped she never had to deal with.

"A killing spell, huh?" Elza said unfazed by the mention of death. Turning her gaze to the kid, she regarded him in thought. "You must have gotten yourself into some trouble to be targeted in such ways or is your world just that dangerous?"