Aaron
Din's fiery hatred did her head hurt... Or just that everything seemed to hurt. She couldn't tell anything about her surroundings, just that it wasn't the Twilight Realm... It didn't burn her alive, but the malicious warmth was the only tip she needed to know to realize that this was the Light Realm. She noticed she was on top of some slab of rock right beside a statue she can only assume depicted the Goddess Hylia. Some ritualistic spring of sorts. Midna felt her senses return to her one by one, and the first to rear its ugly head was ||the unimaginable feeling of her chest being constricted despite no bind to do so. She hears herself unleash a waving, rattly cough and wheeze as she flips over onto her stomach. She was struck with the smell of saltwater as she attempted to purge it from her airstream. Crucial seconds pass as she feels her body take a fresh breath of air, only to be followed by a surge of vomit to interrupt her as a secondary reflex. She steeled herself to at least crawl away from the stench before rolling onto her side.||

A weak groan escaped the Twili as the memories of what happened slammed into her like a charging goat. The desolate attempt to process her emotions since she had no sense of time in the dire days after her egregious act of shutting the door figuratively; the glimmer of hope that she had when she managed to create a rift; the brutal reality when she stepped through it and chased what her heart wanted to know... And here she is, living with this guilt without anybody to shoulder it.
 The Twilight Realm felt like hell for her despite it being her home. Timeless, ceaseless mental suffering that she can only deduce was guilt. And now she appears to be free from that torment... But was this some sort of limbo for her, to suffer in the Light knowing far too well that she is guilty, and this was just another punishment.
Ami
Soon, there was the sounds of something approaching.. And as it turns out, it was a horse! A small horse to be exact with someone on it.. 

The Young Hero was going through the long hallway before venturing into the spring.. Before noticing Midna.. At first, The hero was confused on who this person was, maybe questions later 

The Young Hero had a small smile as he went off Epona before going towards Midna.. To midna, it appeared to be a small Child with 2 Masks around him... One of his cap and another on his waist... Along with a gold sword and a mirror shield 

"Excuse me? Is everything alright?'

The Young hero spoke out towards Midna.. He always made sure to help anyone that may need it...
Aaron
She was slowly gathering her bearings, but managed to respond to the inquiry with a kind, but affirm nod. "As far as I can tell, whatever issues befell me have been resolved." The clear, regal tone contrasted the voice of the... Youthful hero. Clearly he was more than a simple traveller by his attire and armament of masks and weapons; it set her aback.

She was physically sound, even with the residual effects of nearly meeting a watery grave fresh in her mind. Whatever weapons Midna had on her were stashed away in her pocket dimension, taking in the calm atmosphere and conversation taking place in such a short span of time.
Ami
Young Link listened to what Midna said before looking around the spring of courage.. How interesting.. The Young Hero never saw anything like this before.. 

He then looked towards Midna before looking a little confused... He decided to speak up again 

"Do you know what this place is?" 

Young link briefly took the Keaton Mask that was on his cap and held it in his hands for a moment, before putting it back onto his cap
Aaron
"Aside from the assumption that this a spring used for offerings to a deity of some sorts, I'm just as lost as you are; if not even more so." If felt off putting that a child as young as him was so... Calm and much older than perceived. It unnerved her slightly, but didn't project it outwards as to not sound scrutinizing. She did, however, squint her eyes as if this person looked oddly similar to a certain knight in green.

"I'm pretty sure I am just as lost as you are in this strange realm." Such an odd choice of words for her to linger on.