The immediately thoughtful way her expression shifts suggests Zelda also knows a few ways of convincing people to talk.

"Probably not in any way you'd want an audience for," she answers and nods to the party around them before taking another drink.

Zelda isn't convinced they actually know anything anyway. She had tried a minor spell. It had gotten her nowhere. Much like every spell she'd tried in an attempt to remove the mask. Her magic seemed to work fine in this place right up until it didn't.

"Did you have plans to try their suggestions?" Personally, she thinks she'd like to keep her secrets to herself. "Or should I introduce myself?"