Oh my god, she should have known! This wasn't the time or place to start appreciating disgusting fish stew! "Oh, would you look at the time," Midna announced, with no clock in sight as she took hold of one of the wendigo's ears. "What a shame that we have to get going."

"Oh? Hmmm, okay, soup not finished yet anyway. You come back later," the yeti nodded off, starting to mumble to himself about 'what might be missing' as Midna glared downwards from atop Dylas' head.

"Well?" she challenged, as though she was expecting him to get on with it, and into the next room.