For just a moment, Ilinca's eyes went dark. Men were always looking at her that way, the only difference was, she ended up draining most of them of their essence. She couldn't do that with Kit, although that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy the attention. "Well you're welcome to find out, should you catch me in the forest one night," she told him.
She nodded. "It would take a very angry or rattled spirit to make itself known to a mundane, don't you think?" she asked, tilting her head as she thought. "It must be driving Ghede mad, I've seen him rattling around the Tower at all hours. One has to wonder, as well, what it was that stirred them in the first place, beyond our presence. It can't just be that, London has its own supernatural community."