[Hilda's also partaken in a few murders, it's fine. You can't have a battle without a few deaths! The important thing is that she's not a psycho about it.

She accepts the tea and pastries with a small "thanks" as she listens to what Ori has to say.]

We really need to work on this tendency of yours to apologize for everything. You didn't do anything wrong! It's not like you purposefully dragged them into your nightmare--dreamwalking is just a hazard of living here.

I don't think it's a bad idea to check in with them, but promise me you aren't going to fall over yourself saying sorry, okay?

[Sometimes, talking to Ori is like talking to a less depressing Marianne.]

And honestly? I think it's really sweet that your dream self kind of reached out to Diluc and Thoma. Sounds like that was the right call.

[And then the conversation pivots back to herself. Hilda hesitates, seriously considering her options, and decides that maybe it wouldn't hurt to drop the 'I'm fine' bullshit around Ori. Some part of her already sees through it anyway, and Ori is a helper type of person. Much as she doesn't want her birthday tea party to be a bummer... she needs to talk to someone about all of it. Someone who's not Balthus, anyway.]

Neither dream I was pulled into was especially happy, but one of them...

[She sighs softly.]

I got to witness a massacre and got killed at the end. It wasn't great. The person whose dream it was was really nice about it, but... [Her hand unthinkingly goes to her abdomen, where Asura had inadvertently run her through in the nightmare.] I still catch myself thinking about it if I'm not careful.