Ravio quietly yawned to himself as the light of dawn broke through an open window. In retrospect it was pretty early for tactical espionage, especially in a new and interesting world that needed it's history texts read. That reminded him, he needed to visit the Museum of Lo- erm, Hyrule Historia. Back on topic, Ravio was now sitting lightly against the door. The argument was sure to get heated enough to the point at which they had stopped even registering the small sounds Ravio made.

Lady Midna responded to the fairy's question with a fairly simple response covered in a poisonous air of royalty and condescension. She then gave the fairy the social cue to leave promptly when there was so obviously much more to speak about. He was ready for a verbal explosion by the fairy, but instead a large clatter rung through the building. Ravio was thoroughly scared by it, even going so far as to jump and yelp like a small animal getting it's tail stepped on. Once he realized there was no danger, he calmed down a tad, his heart slowing from the speed of the worlds fastest mailman to a more regulated pulse.

He crouched back down and listened in to the conversation at hand as the fairy responded to Lady Midna's frankly a little insulting brush off. She then proceeded to fully recount the history of the genocide of her people. It was... horrible. Had Lady Midna really allowed this to happen, and simply sweep it under the rug? Ravio felt as if the fairy's absolute explosion was completely justified. He would wait for Lady Midna's response to form, but the case was quickly pilling against her. If she didn't provide the fairy with some sort of explanation, or excuse, or something, he would mark her as a historical revisionist placing to much importance on the past. Or maybe a lack there of?

"Some girls are only pretty on the outside." Ravio mumbled to himself, getting a little to confident in his ability to evade capture at the hands of the two people he was eavesdropping on.