( oh dylas, are you trying to be coy? midna seems to be enjoying his inability to look at her. in her own... midna-like way, laughing at his attempt to impress her was how she intended to encourage him to try harder. and since that didn't seem to be working, well, it was time to one up him... )

I mean, only one fish? You're better off with the rod so that you don't smell like a wharf by the end. But if you were looking to catch more, then...

( she floats to a standing position, looking rather devious as she curls her hand into a fist, the orange of her hair becoming suddenly alight. her ponytail sparked to life, mimicking the movement of her hand perfectly— ) You should watch this! Hup!

( with real ninja-karate chopping action, she hurled the large hand made up of hair down into the water, sweeping it violently against the current, and raking up two large wriggling fish in her grasp.

and now she's smiling again, apparently satisfied. whoops, sorry if you got splashed, dylas... ) Well?

( she'll just wait for what is inevitably praise. )