[Makes sense. Why would he know? If she kept it a secret, it was likely a very sensitive subject. And if he's a knight, then it was probably inappropriate for him to even inquire.
Not that inappropriate has ever stopped Midna personally.]
Hm... Is she here in Lunatia as well, do you know? I'd be very interested to meet someone capable of keeping a secret for so long.
Sadly not. Or perhaps that is for the best. My King is quite strong, so they might not have been able to summon her. She is short though, so for all I know, she could have appeared and I missed her in a crowd.
[She simply stares at him for some moments. Really? That's the way he's going with that? Not that he's necessarily wrong. If she wasn't stuck as an imp for a good deal of time travelling with Link, she would have thought the same.
But still...]
If you and your king are as powerful as it appears, one would think you'd be able to sense one another. I doubt you'd have to be scouring a crowd to find her.
[...Him? How does one call a king who's been a woman the entire time? Does it even really matter?]
Well, if she's anything like you, I can believe that.
[Flatter, flatter. Midna is a Grade A flirting flatterer. Gawain has probably figured this out by now, though. Unless he's oblivious or simply willfully ignorant. Regardless, he hasn't gotten tired of her yet and she makes a note to take advantage of that.]
Now then, I don't suppose we should scramble out of here, hmmm? You and I have been in here for some time. They may begin to think we've been up to naughty things.
[He is enjoying the attention though. Who wouldn't when faced with such a lady?]
...oh no, we can't have that! [He flushes a little, realizing how it looks as he rises. Fortunately, the booth does seem satisfied and isn't going to fight them...
It's been an amazing series of booth adventures for him.]
Granted, I would not have minded something more happening,, but well, that's a little much isn't it?
[Her eyebrows raise. Is... he being serious or is he putting her on? And does he really need to say it like so? Maybe it's the fact that Midna does actually have a conscience beneath that entitled persona, but she almost feels... bad at the thought of possibly taking advantage of him.
It doesn't help when he says crap like 'I am ever your servant.'
For several moments, she simply eyes him and then leans over in an attempt to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. That's innocent enough, right? She wouldn't mind something more, frankly, but maybe in a cramped little gaming space isn't the right time.]
For your efforts, then. Be careful what you say, Gawain. You won't know what you're getting yourself into otherwise.
...I am not so naive as you would think, though I will definitely take your advice under consideration.
[But he holds himself back for the moment, because this place has become rather tedious. Such an engagement might be best saved for a better moment, new scenery. Or something like that.]
[Once again, he's making her look at him a little bit more closely. Maybe it's because he's being brazen in his own way. Like most things, there's different kinds of brazen and different kinds of audacity. His seems to almost be a strong, silent type.
He's obviously not silent, but it's not overbearing at all, and maybe it's that making her actually entertain the notion.
Still, a cramped little booth is not how she envisions enjoying some personal time with him.]
After the festivities fade, find me. Or I'll find you. You've got me intrigued and I want another taste.
Midna maintains a curve in her mouth and it steadily grows as he speaks.]
I'll hold you to that, Gawain.
[She takes another long look at him for good measure, evidently capturing the moment. How easy could it be to track him down again? She has to wonder. Lunatia may not be an incredibly small place and so far, it seems vast.]
There's a saying about absence making hearts grow fonder. So perhaps yours will be quite fond of me if I purposefully delay.
[She laughs. He's good at making her do that. If he keeps that up, it'll be hard not to grow fond of him in return. She was teasing, trying to be annoying, and here he is playing along and humouring her. It's her favourite thing, but it's so dangerous.]
You hardly even know me. You have plenty of time to change your mind. I will, however, try not to make you wait forever. Although I suspect you have forever.
[And so does she. So who knows. Maybe she really does mean forever.]
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Not that inappropriate has ever stopped Midna personally.]
Hm...
Is she here in Lunatia as well, do you know? I'd be very interested to meet someone capable of keeping a secret for so long.
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[That's just stupid Gawain.]
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But still...]
If you and your king are as powerful as it appears, one would think you'd be able to sense one another. I doubt you'd have to be scouring a crowd to find her.
[...Him? How does one call a king who's been a woman the entire time? Does it even really matter?]
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Oh yes, do not get me wrong, there is that. I feel like the King's presence should be obvious. But there are ways to conceal one's presence here.
[It's a strange thing to think of, but to Gawain the King is the King, simple as that.]
But if she ever arrives, I shall introduce you to her. She is very easy to like.
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[Flatter, flatter. Midna is a Grade A flirting flatterer. Gawain has probably figured this out by now, though. Unless he's oblivious or simply willfully ignorant. Regardless, he hasn't gotten tired of her yet and she makes a note to take advantage of that.]
Now then, I don't suppose we should scramble out of here, hmmm? You and I have been in here for some time. They may begin to think we've been up to naughty things.
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[He is enjoying the attention though. Who wouldn't when faced with such a lady?]
...oh no, we can't have that! [He flushes a little, realizing how it looks as he rises. Fortunately, the booth does seem satisfied and isn't going to fight them...
It's been an amazing series of booth adventures for him.]
Granted, I would not have minded something more happening,, but well, that's a little much isn't it?
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As he continues, she's almost positive that he means something far more innocent. But... Midna can't help herself.]
Ohhh? I mean, I'm more than happy to make something more happen, if that's your interest.
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[He's tempted to push for more and express exactly what he'd like to do with her, but they've just met and surely she cannot be suggesting...
He's not so lucky.]
Though I am ever your servant, Midna.
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It doesn't help when he says crap like 'I am ever your servant.'
For several moments, she simply eyes him and then leans over in an attempt to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. That's innocent enough, right? She wouldn't mind something more, frankly, but maybe in a cramped little gaming space isn't the right time.]
For your efforts, then. Be careful what you say, Gawain. You won't know what you're getting yourself into otherwise.
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[But he holds himself back for the moment, because this place has become rather tedious. Such an engagement might be best saved for a better moment, new scenery. Or something like that.]
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He's obviously not silent, but it's not overbearing at all, and maybe it's that making her actually entertain the notion.
Still, a cramped little booth is not how she envisions enjoying some personal time with him.]
After the festivities fade, find me. Or I'll find you. You've got me intrigued and I want another taste.
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[It's time to disembark this place though and find whatever else it is that he needs to find in this place. Whoever else.
And better not overstay a welcome and hopefully allow intrigue to build a little.]
Hopefully it shall be sooner rather than later.
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Midna maintains a curve in her mouth and it steadily grows as he speaks.]
I'll hold you to that, Gawain.
[She takes another long look at him for good measure, evidently capturing the moment. How easy could it be to track him down again? She has to wonder. Lunatia may not be an incredibly small place and so far, it seems vast.]
There's a saying about absence making hearts grow fonder. So perhaps yours will be quite fond of me if I purposefully delay.
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The way she looks at him is exposing almost, though he strives to bear it as well as he can]
I am already very fond of you, so I can only imagine how joyous the reunion will be!
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You hardly even know me. You have plenty of time to change your mind. I will, however, try not to make you wait forever. Although I suspect you have forever.
[And so does she. So who knows. Maybe she really does mean forever.]