[ A flicker of light shimmers upon his palm, and then the morsel vanishes from sight. Somnus lowers his hand, bringing his arm to rest behind his back. ] Best to use discretion, Daughter of Skyloft.
[ Somnus pivots, taking a half-step away from her. ]
no subject
[ Somnus pivots, taking a half-step away from her. ]
Have you no other weapon upon you?