[It's worked out better than she's thought. There were a few different scenarios that had crossed her mind. More comically, without something still giving Gavial a sense of stability, perhaps she could have simply been flung through the air. (Midna doubts the strength in her hair would be enough to actually do this, but it's an amusing image regardless.) There was also the idea that she could have broken something, which felt a great deal more possible.

She feels just a touch of relief that neither of those things fell into place. She'd hate to have to explain that to anyone else.]

Goodness. More effort than I usually expend. [Still, they aren't exactly out of the woods yet.] Let's not linger anymore than we need to. All of that struggling carries through the webbing. If we haven't attracted a hungry little friend yet, we will soon.

[And she's not interested in being food.]