Hilda has flown to Germany, and knocks on a certain person's door.
Hilda would have had an easy time finding said house, for its design contrasts with the rest of the neighbourhood. It's low and squat, with a boxy, modern design that differs wildly from the more traditional architecture of the surrounding homes. A sign on the front law proudly proclaims that this is the place to purchase fine pottery and magical potions. In german, of course, for the house is in Germany of course.
The certain person that answers the door several moments after Hilda knocks is Neferis, looking the same as usual. Not that she really has a choice in the matter, for she is a type of golem after all. She gives Hilda a little demure smile and gestures her to come inside.
"Hello. It's been too long. Please come in. Can I get you anything?" The inside of Neferis's house is surprisingly spacious and clean, and almost professionally decorated with plenty of beautiful pots and decorative work artistically placed in various alcoves or displayed proudly inside cabinets. A few of the walls even seem to be tiled with granite and other expensive and colourful stones, providing a good dose of colour and vibrancy to an otherwise subdued house. Most of the furniture is squat and bulky, to support the weight of the golems sitting on them, but several chairs are tall and elegant and obviously meant for guests. Before Hilda can say anything or protest, Neferis hurries her into one of these chairs and sits on a couch opposite so that they can talk properly.
As the golem sits down, a fat black cat lazily wanders into the room and mews loudly, causing Neferis to immediately get up and gently carrying it back to the couch, so that it can rest on her lap and have its head scratched as the two talk. Given the amount of cat hair that liberally covers the floor, it isn't the only cat in the house.
"They probably went inside."
Dalia sighs,
"I hope so... They could have gone anywhere, honestly."