His question goes unanswered of course, as Midna is tucked away safely out of sight. But the yeti woman looks him over curiously. His shape isn't too concerning, he looks like he might fit in with the snowy atmosphere with all that fur and those antlers.

"You cute little creature. Husband tell me someone come. You want to look at mirror, uh?" Her head tilts to the side, along with her sweatered body, curiously. "My husband found it, but it pretty thing, uh."

Which is just about the time Midna creeps back out from... where ever. She's draped over Dylas' shoulder as though nothing was amiss. "Did you say mirror?"