[ The visions took a bit of getting used to. As much as one could, at least – even for the great ruler of demonkind, seeing your loved ones sprawled out in varying states of distress wasn't the easiest pill to swallow. There's certain times, early on, where Hild thinks she sees the shape of a man somewhere around, usually backlit and impossible to see anything beyond his silhouette, and it takes all of her willpower to not bolt into the next room. Even if his presence all but confirms that it's all part of the hotel's games, that doesn't make it any less hard to deal with.

But for the most part, she tries to seem non-plussed about the whole thing, even if she's hearing whispers from her daughter, her progenies that she's the reason they ended up maimed and wounded on the floor. She ignores it as best as she can as works in kitchen of the restaurant, her ostentatious outfit swapped out for something a little simpler, as she works on what looks like some kind of pasta dish. ]

Hungry? [ She smiles, tilting her head to the side as she brandishes a ladel in hand. ] It's not poisoned, if you're concerned about that. That's not quite my style.

[ Later, can be found by the pool, swapped into slightly less ostentatious clothing as she sits on the lip, with her legs in the water as she drinks some kind of cocktail. She looks kind of deep in thought, as she occasionally looks over to some seemingly empty spot across the way. ]

Funny, I always imagined seeing you would result in the opposite happening. That would make too much sense, wouldn't it?

[ She chuckles into her cup, before draining it in one go. ]