Rei could not let this stand. It wasn't just the music and the lure of chances to undo what was done. This was voluntary, as far as she was concerned. Meril needed help, she needed to be reminded of who and what she was. It wasn't something she was going to ignore, even if it was a trap. If things went badly, then things would go badly, but that was hardly an issue. She wasn't about to allow herself to be taken, not alive at any rate, if things went truly bad. She'd regained enough of herself to know that when push came to shove, she could shake the pillars of heaven, and the least she could do was stop whatever it was Blanche was up to.

It wasn't any different when she slipped through the hotel, though the tension in the air was thick enough to be cut with a knife. Her disguise seemed to hold well enough, few people giving her so much as a second glance. Walking confidently, dressed as staff and with her hair done up in a neat bun she looked the part, and that was what really mattered.

She paused when she saw Usagi, giving the other a silent nod and a psychic push to meet her near the entrance to the main chamber before ghosting out of sight. There's presences in the room, most prominently for her the twisted up Meril, and she wants to go forward, rush the room and the stage, but she has to wait for the right moment. The plan had been to coordinate things with the others and going in alone was sure as hell a bad idea. Plus, there were probably guards, and they'd have to get rid of them as a group, right?