"'Rambling?' Magilou is the... eccentric one, right?" Maybe it would be best for her to turn the subject again, at least, partially. So cryptic... What information, exactly, has she been feeding the Demon King, if any?

She rolls her eyes at the grin, but gives him one right back, even if it's fleeting. "We do our best, where we can. It's just... difficult with their Nature." Human nature. 'We'. As if she can still barely consider herself more than a guardian.

She pauses again at an intersection, waiting to see which direction he'll take them next, back to the Grounds or further into the city. Either way, it's strikingly obvious that she's lost, though she does look back to mark where the orphanage is once more.