[While she wouldn’t have typically guessed a task relying on strength would suit Midna, it almost seems like she was right… at least until the woman pulls a stunt that’s completely unexpected. Is that her hair that’s reaching out to grab onto the plant?

Surely she’s been stuck here long enough that she’s actually losing her mind.

But it’s getting the job done, so it must be real enough. The continued tugging finally does seem to gain her some freedom, enough so that her other shoulder is able to peel away from the sticky substance.]

Yeah. Yeah, I think we’re starting to get somewhere. That’s one hell of a, uh, skill you got there, but it’s doing the trick.

[She’s able to wriggle enough to get her other arm free by now. Much closer…]