[She cocked an eyebrow. Blood-price. Midna's understanding of the darker arts once wielded by the Interlopers was not as vast as it likely could have been. Such subjects had been considered somewhat taboo. A reflection of where her people had come from and where they could never return to at all. Whether their sorcery had involved blood prices or not, it certainly sounded like the sort of thing that they would have done.

Perhaps worse, if the stories of them held truth.

Midna chose not to comment on it, however. At least, not just yet. Still thinking about how she wanted to address it, she focused on their situation at hand. Not entirely favourable. Could have certainly been worse.]

I wonder if such a source could be found. [She admitted.] And if we did, if perhaps the full extent of one's ability could be realised. [Implying in her own way that she also didn't have any number near the abilities she normally could have used in her employ. Although even if she did, with their sizes being as they were, would it have made a difference?]

[At the drop Akua brought them to, Midna paused at her side to get a better look before she scanned around them for alternatives.]

If we don't have other options, it seems the way forward is clear. Send your light first. We can follow. I can move just fine in the dark.

[She could lead. If she needed to. The small impish curve in her mouth seemed to support the confidence that Midna's words suggested.]