[Cruel. Indeed. Link gives him a long look, neutral and thoughtful. The Sheikah has no way of knowing how true his statement is, how long this particular Link and Zelda have been separated not by distance, but by time. He cannot know what the princess has had to do, what she has chosen to sacrifice, just to make sure she could make it back to their present.
For him. For the sword he has not yet been able to retrieve.
He tries not to linger on those thoughts, as much as he can. He's not sure he's ready to process them -- he may never be, but in the moment, he needs some time. Cruel as it may be, it can also be a balm to help treat wounds, and he needs that. Instead he focuses on Sheik's words.]
Two weeks...
[It seems so trivial, doesn't it? Certainly, much can happen within two weeks, but compared with the last four years, or even with the last few months...it feels like nothing at all.
It's not the first time he's heard of something like this happening, though. People come and go in Songerein all the time; they sleep, they disappear, and then they return, as if ages have passed for them. He never considered what he might do if it happened to him. He thought he'd have little left to tackle, if he was able to go home and defeat Calamity Ganon. Well...for a while, that was true. Not so any longer.]
I... [In truth, it's a tempting offer, if only because he's had quite enough of being alone. Not only in Reverein -- his recent journey, after losing Zelda, has been a striking difference from the last several years of companionship. He struggles to remember the last time he was so thoroughly on his own. But--] I wouldn't know where to start.
[But it's not a no. It is, if anything, a tired and uncertain yes.]
no subject
For him. For the sword he has not yet been able to retrieve.
He tries not to linger on those thoughts, as much as he can. He's not sure he's ready to process them -- he may never be, but in the moment, he needs some time. Cruel as it may be, it can also be a balm to help treat wounds, and he needs that. Instead he focuses on Sheik's words.]
Two weeks...
[It seems so trivial, doesn't it? Certainly, much can happen within two weeks, but compared with the last four years, or even with the last few months...it feels like nothing at all.
It's not the first time he's heard of something like this happening, though. People come and go in Songerein all the time; they sleep, they disappear, and then they return, as if ages have passed for them. He never considered what he might do if it happened to him. He thought he'd have little left to tackle, if he was able to go home and defeat Calamity Ganon. Well...for a while, that was true. Not so any longer.]
I... [In truth, it's a tempting offer, if only because he's had quite enough of being alone. Not only in Reverein -- his recent journey, after losing Zelda, has been a striking difference from the last several years of companionship. He struggles to remember the last time he was so thoroughly on his own. But--] I wouldn't know where to start.
[But it's not a no. It is, if anything, a tired and uncertain yes.]