[Midna chortles softly. That's also true. The only one who benefits from her beauty is herself. Even back in the Twilight where it might have just been an undisputed fact that she was eye-catching, there was no real practical use for it. If anything, it might have been more akin to a curse.

She wears a smile, then. Perhaps she should be more ashamed. Midna's capable of such a feeling, after all, but not about this. Or maybe this smug demeanour of hers is just an impressive bravado. It can be so difficult to determine with her.]

Oh, my. You thought that was flattery? [Her smile grows as she continues.] You can't be blamed for that, given that you hardly know me. I like to make it considerably more apparently when flattery is involved in the picture.

But— [She lifts a hand and gestures dismissively. She's so dramatic. As if Midna speaks sometimes just to hear herself.] That's not what you asked me about, is it. The only thing I'm trying to do is the same thing as everyone else, and that is survive. I prefer to think of 'thievery,' in this instance, as a survival tactic. So since it seems I won't be pilfering you of unnecessary things, I'll be direct. If you have anything you feel you can endure without, I would like to take it off your... hands.

[Hooves. She almost says hooves. She's so tempted to.]