He tilts his head slightly as she admits that, giving her a soft, curious smile. He begins to reach a hand out to squeeze her shoulder, but when she eyes him uncomfortably, he drops it instead, giving a slight shrug.

"That's alright. It's never too late to start asking questions, right?" he says with the sort of tone of encouragement one might give a very angsty teenager who doesn't like to be told what to do. But then he turns his attention back to the Wizard.

"Is there an event or... topic that we should ask about?" he asks, picking his words carefully to hopefully get around the block. If she can just offer them a place to start, he's pretty sure he can get to the answer given enough time.