Starlight Park.

[It certainly sounds beautiful enough. She can see herself meshing well with something like that. But that's purely a consequence of the title. It is very likely that this monthly shift and adjustment of its appearance may not at all resemble anything akin to a sky lit up with stars.

Makes her think a little of Hyrule. There are no stars in the Twilight. She wouldn't know how to describe it to someone else. To others, she imagines it would merely be otherworldly. To her, it is Home, and that which she is most comfortable with. She doubts there will ever be a sky in this world, regardless of city, that will resemble it.

In that, Midna will always be a foreigner, in a place she just doesn't belong.

She finds herself smiling when he makes mention of residences. Issuing a dip of her chin, Midna looses a quiet laugh.]

I was under that impression on visitation. I like my own space, so I imagine having a personal residence would be high on my list of priorities. If I have to be here, then I insist on having my comforts. At the very least, I am owed that.

[Although she would like to have so much more.]