Lethe sighed-- seeming to calm down a little as Magus addressed her. She wasn’t very happy about being interrupted whilst she was trying to talk to Foolish One, but his civility quelled her irritability. 

"Ffffine," she said reluctantly, “Then just... wait there over by the Shadow Temple entrance. There isn’t much else I can offer for you to do right now.” 

She paused, “Just try not to creep people out once they begin gathering there, alright? I don’t need anybody running away before I even get a chance to talk to them.”

Turning back to the Shiekah, who seemed content with ignoring the brief interruption, she listened attentively as he spoke.

“I agree that the safety of Hyrule is more important than mere projections and assumptions, but I have to ask. Did the Goddesses think that I would not take offence? However, I see you as a mere messenger of their will and if you wish to ask me of something, I will decide myself if I am willing to take the task.”

“If you see me as a mere messenger, why are asking me what the Goddesses think? There must be some reason why they would name you thusly. Can you not think of any reason why they’d tell me you were foolish?” the smirk that had so far occupied her lips began to fade as she spoke again.

“A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool… We’ve all a bit of fool inside us. To ignore the fool would make us all the more foolish and blind as well… perhaps I should call you Blind One? “ she scoffed again as she finished and the darkness faded from her voice. 

“The task that I need help with involves a poor old crone by the name of Madame Astrid. She has an artifact that we’ll direly need in our quest. She lives here in town. I need someone to pay her a visit and try to get her to fork it over. The last time I tried to talk to her… things didn’t go so well.”

She’d tried to catch her in a bottle, in fact—mumbling something about fairy wing potion.