While it was true Ilda loved helping people, she loved to fight just as much. Even if she would never truly be alone with her pet always by her side, Vanna could do little more than be an ear to rely on or give words of wisdom to the woman while she was out and about. It was actually the very fox that offered Ilda's help in the first place, wanting Ilda to learn a difference in good and bad than what she knew- and that all things had shades of gray involved.
Even Ilda knew that Vanna wouldn't be enough. She walked the streets at the center of town not too early from the time the man was expected to arrive. Surely, she wouldn't do this alone! She took cautious steps towards what appeared to be a woman not far away. The woman had white hair in a ponytail, just to the side of her head. For some reason, Vanna was sniffing her quite inquisitively.
"Pardon my friend there. Vanna, what is it? You think she can help us?" The fox nodded, speaking its thoughts. Ilda took over from there. "My name is Ilda, and this fox is my pet, Vanna. We're in the middle of starting a job, but I was telling her I could use some help... Mind joining me? A young woman asked me for help catching a thief. We just need to keep an eye to see what he does. Think of it as a private investigation gig."