True, Bully Bottom always did blow hot air, so why should he not become wholly one with that element? He laughs loud and sharp, and then marvels at his own voice – was it always so like a bray, and did so many notes ever crash upon each other’s shores in that melodious discord?
More to the point, this Titania is a queen of thoughts in a realm where intention is action, so will this new life without a form mean a life without a voice? (Perish the thought, or perish him!)