Stephen and Illy
Oh. A silence shroud - that sounded tempting. Sometimes it was just so noisy in a menagerie of people, noisy as a hundred rattlesnakes - though Illyana probably would prefer the rattlesnakes to people, if she were being honest. "You will have to teach me that one," she said, knocking back her fresh-squeezed prickly pear lemonade - not all of it though, because she offered the cup to Doctor Strange if he wanted to test the results of her magical experimentation.
And she didn't have cooties or anything. It was perfectly safe.
"When can I come over again?" she asked then, and she supposed that actually asking was polite instead of showing up or simply teleporting over. But she definitely wished to be at the Sanctum frequently - she wanted to be around its guardian.