Shaw hate, hate, hates this. Under the right circumstances, she quite enjoys partying - but that good feeling does not extend to enforced partying, particularly in mind-bending pleasure palaces with no escape and few opportunities for respite. She had been fundamentally opposed to Aphaia's philosophy, but at least those challenges had been in her wheelhouse. The games here? Hell no.

All this is to say that she's overwhelmed too, though on her it barely shows; she doesn't tremble, and other than the telltale baggy eyes of sleeplessness, her face is impassive. She doesn't even jump when she rounds a hallway corner and comes face to face with Bossie.

"Banging on the bedroom door?" she asks, in place of a greeting.