[Hilda spares Miror's back another harrumph as he leaves. She's about to cheerfully interrupt, maybe fuss over Paprika or congratulate N, but something... about Paprika's tone, and the way she's looking at N, feels a little off. It doesn't feel like she's apologizing just for the kidnapping situation. So for once Hilda reads the mood and decides to step back for a moment, and let them sort out whatever they may need to.

Thankfully her attention is seized by her Ditto anyway, which is just now morphing back into its real form - and then immediately back to a Zekrom.]

Ah, you like being one of those, don't you?

[It gives a friendly sort of nod, and she pats its head. She can reach - it's only barely taller than she is. She takes to offering it some suggestions, enthusiastically for someone caked in mud and drenched from rain.]

Hum, do you think you'd like to be smaller? N's Reshiram was really tiny. Maybe you can get the face right if you try going smaller.