"That won't be a problem, Stargirl. I'm not known for upsetting people." She blatantly lied, though not before giving Courtney a respectful nod in greeting. Illyana had never been here before, but Emma's message explained the purpose of this place in no uncertain terms. It gave children with no families the chance to have a home, to belong somewhere. It wasn't so different from the X-Men in that respect.
The rabbit's appearance drew a far more scrutinizing gaze from Magik, her brows tightening slightly as she cocked her head while continuing.
"Is she a mutant?"
Well. That didn't answer her question.
"More jesters. Fabulous."
She tolerated the diminutive creatures' antics to a point, though when one came near her with the intention of touching her she erected a faintly-glowing barrier around herself to dissuade any such notions. Following this, she simply gave Azalia herself a long, piercing look, her blue eyes seeming to sweep past the realm of the physical and into her very soul while her expression hardened. Suddenly, she reached out a hand in the alpha rabbit's direction, a mystically-binding runed pentagram appearing below it to prevent its escape as Illyana's eyes started to glow. Unless she was stopped somehow Azazel would be levitated into the air and suspended there like an actual rabbit that had been hunted and skinned, the runes moving with it and beginning to encircle it alongside several other similar rings as Illyana started dissecting the creature. Not literally, of course, but on a magical level, seeking to isolate and examine the forces that shaped this entity and determine precisely how they were being tapped into. For all she knew it'd be something she didn't even slightly understand, but a look was always informative.
""Azazel" is not a jester's name. It is an ancient name of power among demons."
Magik smiled, her once-blue eyes engulfed in greenish light.
"What kind of demon are you, little rabbit?"
It didn't occur to her that as first impressions went, this was hardly reassuring. A curiosity for arcane knowledge was overwhelming her sense of propriety in this instance