Shard. Shard. Midna's knowledge on it wasn't as clear as she wanted it to be, but she had the general gist of how things worked. And she didn't miss the way he subtly addressed her. It wasn't pointed at all, but at the same time, every word he uttered had a literal sharpness to it. If words could only cut...

"I only just arrived," she reminded him with a confidence that she wished she felt more of, rather than a feigned portrayal she was putting on. "I wasn't planning on causing you conflict right away. I need a little time to settle in first. Once I have, I'll be ready to play with you."