Deacon, like the others were disappointed with the secrecy, but what Kanda said was how it went down even if he hadn't officially been made into the guild master just yet. And with Lyra backing him.. well who could defy her? Between Kronos and Kanda you had only 2 extremes to choose from and they'd both end up with you six feet under.
So, they all slowly dispersed and began going on about their usual business, just glad to have Kanda back.
Where did Ila go? Well, it took a bit more time than she'd thought, but Ila had eventually found Emily curled up in the reading chair with a rather large book with stories written of the exploits and adventures of a Wizard Guild called Fairy Tail. It was a rather popular book, one based on real places that everyone in their world could relate too. Though since the book seemed so real to most wizard, only the scholars and wizards with too much time on their hands truly understood the weight and importance.
Still, Emily held onto it like it was sacred, frail arms clasped around it in a new sapphire dress made for her to replace the old raggedy one she'd been wearing upon arrival. Ila had taken to leaning against the back of the chair, looking down on her with a soft smile. She didn't want to wake her up, though she knew Kanda being back would have the girl on her feet in a flash. Perhaps Kanda could get a bit of rest like Emily. Let him have a moment without someone worrying over him.
Ila closed her eyes and peered into the light dancing across the walls of the library, so many books... such a boring place she thought. "..Of all the places for a kid to take refuge, I guess it's a good sign to have a strong mind." Ila intoned, reaching down a hand to pat the girl, who stirred, but didn't wake. Ila then turned her gaze upon the fire, and she focused upon it. Felt it's warmth beating against her soft and weary features as she tried to remember when she'd had so much fun? This mission was only one disaster and unfortunate turn of events after another... and yet this was the most fun she'd had since as far back as she could remember.
They even picked up a kid...but who's kid? Now that she thought on it.. How could a child survive a fire long enough for someone to save them? With everyone else dead.. how could the girl have lived? She felt nothing evil from the girl.. but she was shrouded in mystery and neither her nor Kanda had even stopped to think about who or what she was... nor why Dante wanted her so badly.
With an exhausted sigh at her own thoughts, Ila eventually just closed her eyes and rested her head on her folded arms, leaning heavily into the back of the reading chair and just... stopped giving a damn. It was time to relax for a while..they deserved it.