If nothing else, Hermione's just glad that he doesn't take offense to the way she goes on about elves. She doesn't mean to put them under the microscope and exclaim upon them in any sort of clinical way, especially not when it's obvious he's a very different type of elf altogether.

She tries to follow what he says, but it isn't easy, especially since she's had a particularly harrowing sort of day. "And the Fade is... what? A portal of some kind? No, the rifts are the portals, so the Fade must be some kind of realm. Is it named because it's special, or do all realms have their own names here? And-... what does having a different kind of magic inside me than what I usually have mean? Is it dangerous? Is there a way to take it out and just go back to where I belong?"