"I don't doubt that animals have a way of finding themselves in danger just as much as their owners, and likely when they least expect it."
It was spoken carefully, but with a distinct blatant demeanour that was so very Midna. Never one for futzing around, the princess had never been much for tact and that seemed to suit her well, especially in Javik's company. Two peas in a pod. Not necessarily the most friendly peas, but what was that saying...? Birds of a feather flock together. Or something like it. And Midna wasn't so blind as to not be capable of seeing that to some degree, Javik was someone she could not only sympathise with, but also agree with on many points.
"No matter," she continued. "You know them best. If you are confident in them, I will be as well." His question caused her to raise an eyebrow. Since Scima's fall and her relocation to Mair, Midna had found much of her appetite either waned or hardly present. If she'd eaten well in the Twilight Realm, she'd certainly grown more accustomed to the lesser finer things in the Drabwurld, especially during travels.
Midna set her gaze on him pointedly, "Are you? I have no knowledge in cooking anything. Or do you even cook what you eat? I would almost think you more interested in your food being raw." Which wasn't even an insult, despite the very convenient way it could have been misconstrued as one. If anything, she was almost... amused by the concept.
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It was spoken carefully, but with a distinct blatant demeanour that was so very Midna. Never one for futzing around, the princess had never been much for tact and that seemed to suit her well, especially in Javik's company. Two peas in a pod. Not necessarily the most friendly peas, but what was that saying...? Birds of a feather flock together. Or something like it. And Midna wasn't so blind as to not be capable of seeing that to some degree, Javik was someone she could not only sympathise with, but also agree with on many points.
"No matter," she continued. "You know them best. If you are confident in them, I will be as well." His question caused her to raise an eyebrow. Since Scima's fall and her relocation to Mair, Midna had found much of her appetite either waned or hardly present. If she'd eaten well in the Twilight Realm, she'd certainly grown more accustomed to the lesser finer things in the Drabwurld, especially during travels.
Midna set her gaze on him pointedly, "Are you? I have no knowledge in cooking anything. Or do you even cook what you eat? I would almost think you more interested in your food being raw." Which wasn't even an insult, despite the very convenient way it could have been misconstrued as one. If anything, she was almost... amused by the concept.