Princess Adila has a secret fascination with seeing the inside of people's rooms. She often finds excuses in the course of her duties to go into peoples homes and just... look around. Take inventory. See what she can figure out from the physical items that people take into their private spaces with them. She constantly shares and broadcasts the contents of her own head but it's not until she's poking through somebody else's bedroom that she feels like the favour is being returned. 

She instinctively feels a shadow rise in her mind as she notices her attention drawn by being suddenly thrown into what feels a lot like Princess Hornet's mind. She can feel it try to guilt her for this being the first thing that she thinks right now - not about processing the jarring exhilaration of being almost crushed by a massive sky-piercing drill, or from being caught and thrown by Princess Helya (who, wow, she has not been thrown like that and uhh), or from the heart-stopping world-shattering impossibility of finally letting out words hidden deep within her heart and hearing them echoed back at her. It tries to pull her down, but she doesn't let it. She sometimes deals with important things out of order and she secretly wishes she could rifle through everyone's drawers for Clues. That's as much a part of her as the fact that if her heart beats any harder it's going to crack her ribs.

So she doesn't stray from Princess Dandy's side at all, but she does soak in this room she's suddenly found herself in, head turning so she can take as much of it in as possible. She looks about, glowing eyes taking everything in, forming a picture of a surprisingly quiet and reflective mind. One that captures the essential nature of people, their motions and movements, how they settle into the worlds around them, and yet for all this private artistry there's still a place for guests...

And, too, that there's only a single golden star.

And she isn't quite sure how her heart went from feeling so full it could burst to so empty it might shatter.