She thinks about this for a moment. "You're saying it's magic meant to not look like magic," she clarifies. The idea is... hard for her to wrap her mind around, mostly just because she can't see the point. "But at the same time, we're here through magic, because this is obviously some sort of planar travel, so there's no point in hiding the magic that's here, right?"

Ylva pauses to look at a bit of decorative wood, wrinkling her nose at it. "I don't know what's normal in a place like this," she reminds him.