( quiet while they speak, midna finally releases dylas' hand, slowly moving it upwards... to deliver a solid flick to his forehead. if he looks up, there's a smirk that could almost be mistaken for a loving gaze waiting for him. )

I suppose we're just as guilty of profound stupidity for coming after you in the end. I've always said as much about the heroes that were brought to this world, anyway.

( with that, she closed her eyes, concentrating from deep within as she called forth the healing powers of zelda's gift to wash over ales. opening them again, she gives him a slight nod, hoping that managed to at least help a little. she wasn't exactly the healing and nurturing type... at least, not before she arrived in this world. and not before she had found others she cared to be that person for...

which is exactly the reason she's gazing back towards dylas, now. ) You both look as though you could use that rest sooner than later. ( she was lucky, her transformation into her true form had come with just the boost in energy, magic, and power that she had needed to get through all of this. and now to see it to a happy conclusion. )

Ales. Take the loftwing that awaits outside the lab. It might not be as familiar as a chocobo, but it will see you home. Leave the dumbass here to me.