[With Elemental Sight, the room, like the maze, 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 is just... absent, now. Where she sat is merely empty space, although it seems a drawer at her desk has been pulled open. Tiny Pavo is still here though. He's eating a cucumber sandwich.]