[With Elemental Sight, the room, of course, changes. The air is stagnant and heavy, hard to breathe, and rather than snacks the table and desk are piled with seemingly endless stacks of paperwork. The barbatos statue is on its side, with one wing broken off.

And yet, it's still a cozy and lived in room. There are still flowers, and nothing terribly horrible, just... heavy. It makes you tired to breathe. But the breeze through the window is fresh and carries the scent of flowers and little dustmotes of anemo energy that flutter playfully through the room.

Jean does not become a monster. She's just... absent, now. Where she stood is merely empty space.]