See you later.

"Your Majesty," Sheik began, dropping to one knee with his fist clenched over his heart in a sign of respect. "I have been sent by the Hyrulean Royal Family to attempt negotiating an alliance."

Midna drew her head back. "Well, now." She kept her voice level, but really, if the Hylians found their way back into the Twilight realm--and safely, no less--she could one day return to the Light World and to those she left behind. And the potential made it difficult to reign in her composure. This was still a stranger.

"In a manner of speaking," she shrugged. "I was home, minding my own business, when a large gate and portal appeared. I would have left it alone, were it not for my…history with portals.

Having a ‘history’ with portals did not bode well. He couldn’t imagine what kind of life one had to lead before one became so blasé about gateways that violated every ounce of common sense. He… almost envied her? She must have had an exciting life thus far. But what constituted ‘exciting’ for a demon he didn’t want to find out. 

She paused at that. She knew the feeling.

Upon giving her answer to his first question - he supposed the rather dry comment would have to suffice - Haeyin crossed over the stepping stones and approached carefully. While he was grateful that he had finally found someone in this floating town, she was not from here, and therefore potentially dangerous in his eyes. But perhaps she was simply like he was; confused and aptly curious as to why he had ended up here in the first place. And why there was no one else around.

Midna stood tall and cocked an eyebrow. How anticlimactic. But his manner did nothing to set her suspicions at ease.

You look fairly familiar. And only a little too short, ehehe.

Light World? It seemed Midna had a bit of knowledge with different kinds of worlds, and it made him curious as to what kind of worlds were out there. The only one he knew of was the world linked to his.

"How astute," she replied, stepping past him and into the aisle. Still, she sympathized with his awe; the effect was chilling. Once again, the place looked preserved, free of dust but also of wear. Time. Everything looked, dare she think, brand-new. Not used. Like this was a crafted place.

'Finally'? She had been looking for residents? For what purpose was she hunting them down? And given the reaction that he seemed to be getting from others whenever he revealed he lived here, any pathetic hopes he'd had left that he might encounter someone he knew died completely. He sighed, chewing his lip as he contemplated how to word his reply. Keep it brief, he decided. A demon would have no patience for waffling. 

"In a manner of speaking," she shrugged. "I was home, minding my own business, when a large gate and portal appeared. I would have left it alone, were it not for my...history with portals.