Massive— eye— roll— if Dyals wants to poison himself with fish heads and tails and whatever they were cooking in, that was his business and he could do it on his own time! For now, ever since hearing about that mirror, Midna was focused on her goal.

"Of course it's some place like this," you could almost hear the groan in her voice, but with a propped up elbow to rest her chin on a small hand, she managed to look quite bored.

"Get pushing, will you? We don't have all day."