It's a very nice house with wide rooms and tall ceilings. Made of red-brown stone carved with intricate patterns. The walls and nearly and every non-floor surface is decorated with multiple decorative features: statues, candelabras, clocks, paintings and nice abstract art. Half of it could be gone and the place would still be overdecorated. There are rhinestones in more places one would care to count. One of the tables looks made out of a solid (but nicely carved) block of marble with golden accents that somehow appear to be part of the rock. Like it naturally formed that way. A lot of fireplaces too. A lot of art features winged people.

All of the light fixtures are fire-based. There is not a single light-bulb in sight.

One of the few walls with little decoration displays a tv screen much larger than it should be possible to move safely from a factory to a home.

She doesn't touch anything. She stands there quietly.

What if she gets tired?

When she gets too exhausted to stand up anymore she will find a clear space of floor.

Eventually, Felix comes to check in on her.

"Hello?"

She is curled up tightly on the floor. She startles and stands up - "I'm sorry sir -"

She probably doesn't notice how the nearest fireplace was making the air pleasantly warm around her.

"No need to apologize. Why- you can just use the bed or the other things in this house."

" - yes sir."

He suppresses the desire to hell to call him Felix.

"Are you hungry?"

"I brought some food, sir."

"There should be food in the pantry. You can eat that. Or you can eat your own food. Whatever your choice."

"Yes sir."

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! DON'T BE AFRAID!

He does not say that, it's counterproductive.

"Uh... what is your name? I am Felix Dalkaila."

"Lafa Ilet, sir."

Awkward silence?

Yes.

Eventually. "I went back to talk with the folks that were handling me but didn't finish the conversation."

No answer.

(AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!)

"Have you slept any since we last met?"

" - I didn't touch anything except the floor in this room -"

"That wasn't what I meant - you can touch anything here - I want to know if you fell asleep or not. The magic you have works during sleep."

Headshake. 

"We should figure out the exact details... What it felt like? Being a bird?"

She winces but doesn't answer.

"...What happened from your perspective?"