[ The pointed pause before she bites into the grape doesn't escape Hilda's notice but it's a good sign. It means that someone has taught her about the food - at least she hopes that's the case. That would be the better alternative because she'd rather not think about the other scenario in which she could have found out that the food could potentially be another thing to worry about.

Her expression turns wry. ]

That's exactly what it does. [ She huffs. ] Because of course it does.

[ For all of the information that is being delivered to her however, Hilda can't help but note that Aerith is handling it all remarkably well. It was near pragmatic of her, really. ]

Since June. At least I think that's what they call it here. The calendar that they use is different from the one we used in Fodlan so that was also an adjustment that I had to make. [ She pops another grape into her mouth, holding a hand in front of it as she chews and speaks. ] What were you wondering a second ago?