[Lucky for you, Miyabi. That makes him louder than before! With more sparkles as he hops about on the branch with as much grace and mirth as he seems to lack tact.]

I am Waka, the gods' gift to man! But it does not seem as though the gods have sent me on an errand here. No, it was the work of another force, and I foresee that it will be tantalizingly short and sweet.