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[ironbanded]

It seems your heart is quite set, my lady, and so we come here again. I cannot claim to begrudge you this, no matter how bleak the setting. Idleness will never suit me well [ her tone, turned graver, now lightens] - in that, we may be alike, despite your claims to the contrary. And if there is aid needed there... then surely it is past time I gave what I could.

[ besides, she cannot deny a bit of wanderlust, a thrill that comes with the potential of new surroundings. ]

Counsel may well be folly, but if I may have one request - it would be Sahar. I cannot take all I would wish for with me, but I would rather not be without her. I know that she would set other minds at ease, as well.

But, all the same - do not let yourself become too distracted from the rest. I will walk this path you've set for me, if you will it, but you must do the same as well.

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[yardbird]

Believe me... could use all the help we can get around here.

[lowlit]

Hmph.

[ She lounges lazily in the air, scoffing with all the unimpressed candor in all the world. ]

You and your poetry and your dependence upon beasts. [ She bares her fangs in a smile, because hypocrisy is oh so much fun. ] Pretty little princess...

[curse_of_power]

Idleness always suited you better, in my opinion, your highness.

[Have an exaggerated mocking bow.]

[ironbanded]

Alas, that seems to be the case in these places all too often.

[ironbanded]

...Midna.

[ it is always a surprise, to see her reduced to this form again - though Zelda's tone lacks what suspicion it may once have held. if anything, she sounds oddly fond. ]

I place my trust on those who prove dependable.

[lowlit]

[ Not so much 'reduced', no. Her mien is not yet a warm one as she zips close, jabbing at Zelda's diadem with one finger. ]

Is an animal still dependable after it grows hungry, and realises how delicious you smell?

[ironbanded]

[ his gesture is something she responds to with a nod of her head, nothing more. she does not let slip a shred of her anxiety at his presence. ]

I confess I have concerns beyond your opinion on what suits me best.

[yardbird]

Usually, yeah...

[He pauses.]

You talk kinda... [Oh god Murphy what are you doing.] You wouldn't happen to know anything 'bout a place called Westeros, would you?

pardon my lack of tolerable icons

[kakolookiyam]

If aid is needed, my lady, you will see it done. I am sure of it.

[ironbanded]

Then, that would depend on what came after.

[ some animals are certainly more trustworthy than others, and some are better still than people she has met. ]

[ironbanded]

[ her head tilts, curious, and then her lips quirk a little. ]

I am not from Westeros, but I have heard of such a place. I do not think you hail from there either, however. Am I correct?

[lowlit]

[ Zip zip zip. The very room itself seems to fit perfectly around Midna as she moves, bobbing placidly above Zelda's shoulder.

Her voice, when she speaks, is oddly musical. ]

Pretty little Zelda
couldn't keep her head on straight
Pretty little Zelda
Never made it out of the gate
A tower wench, she had become
Her former grace, she fell from ♪

i make exceptions for you

[ironbanded]

As much as I can, at the least.

[ironbanded]

And you chided me for poetry.

[curse_of_power]

And yet you did not hesitate to become prisoner at my behest. Whether it was Zant or someone else delivering the message, we both knew who was pulling the strings.

How many times does this make, Princess? It seems every time we meet, you willingly become my prisoner until your fairy child rushes to your rescue.

[lowlit]

[ Midna grabs a handful of Zelda's hair in a clawed hand and tugs. ]

I could chide you for vanity just as well.

[yardbird]

Uh, no, I'm just... I just know some people from there. Sorry, I just kinda figured...

[ironbanded]

[ his works rankle, to say the least. she still remembers, all too vividly, him, how simple it had been for him, how easy --

but her expression is kept stoney, her tone flat. ]

You speak as though you have me at your whim again, my lord. One ought to learn from the past, not dwell on it.

[ironbanded]

[ and she is tugged, despite her best efforts otherwise. she might make a quip, point out that it is Midna who so loathed the form she'd been forced into - but she doesn't, out of kindness. she has little desire to hurt her friend, regardless of how much or how little she might remember. ]

I daresay there is much you might chide me for, Midna.

[ironbanded]

[ her smile grows, and she shakes her head. ]

There is no need to apologise, my lord. There are realms enough to confuse the wisest, and some seem to lie closer than others.

[ she dips into a bow. ]

I am from Hyrule.

[curse_of_power]

Oh, but you see... this place is much like the Sacred Realm - outside of Hylian time and space. I have access to all the streams time has diverged into.

[The triforce on his hand shines brightly as he assumes his most iconic pig-like form, trident and all.]

...And your fairy child is nowhere to be found.

[lowlit]

You may start. [ With an impish little trill, Midna smooths down Zelda's hair—with surprising care and gentleness—before zipping back to the other woman's eye line. ]

[ironbanded]

[ she is ready to do what she might be able to; wards, barriers - he does not have her unaware this time. but she is not so quick to raise her hackles as he. ]

What would such action serve you, here? We are without Hyrule, without the laws that bind it. Bound as we are, you would not even win my piece of the Triforce for your efforts.

[ironbanded]

[ and she smiles again, albeit softly. ]

How have you been keeping, Midna?

i'm so terribly spoiled

[kakolookiyam]

And Sahar will see you well protected, as she has in the past. Your mundane would do well to heed your counsel in that.

[Prince will totally go mano a mano otherwise.]