"Demon magic?" Eda puts her fingers to her chin, clearly doubtful. "You look very human for a demon. Are you some kind of shapeshifter?" Eda herself hails from the Demon Realm, but her world's demons usually look... quite different.

She decides to take a look around and swims to the walls of the cabin, but barely perceives what's in front of her as her attention is drawn to something niggling at the back of her mind, first quiet, then louder and louder, taking up more space in her. It's fear, and she imagines she can hear the Owl Beast roaring within her, or maybe she can --

And then she's in a familiar place: her gray, endless mindscape, getting darker in the distance, lost in infinity. She is as of yet alone, but who knows when that will change?

On the outside, she will look asleep as her curse overtakes her.