‘Dylas is making a big mistake, kupo! It’s really bad, kupo!’ Those words had Midna bolted upright in bed in and flying in the direction on the lab in no time. Her own moogle had been awoken with the same fright, following in her wake as she muttered to herself things sounding like, 'what an idiot,' or '—could be so stupid!' and even, 'why didn't he tell me... tch.'

She'd managed to work herself up so much on the way that when she finally saw him— them, and then realized the shadow was sobbing, she turned her anger on the real Dylas, the one ordering her home.

"What are you doing in here by yourself!"