[ Oh? The correction piques Trahearne's interest, and he shifts on the bench to better face Zelda, to give her his full attention. Studious amber eyes rest on her fingers, how she fiddles with the broken sword--ah, it sparks a memory in him, and he blinks at the phantom pain across his chest--a fine distraction as he takes in what she tells him.
She had never told him this, no. He listens patiently, eagerly, as his eyes drift upward to her face. He's always wanted to know a bit more about her, and it seems he's getting his wish.
To be sealed away fighting an evil for one hundred years sounds like a tale from human mythos. ]
...A great burden has been placed upon your shoulders. [ Regardless if the fight is done or not--one cannot walk away from an ordeal so long and arduous unchanged. Dream world intervention or no.
But Link--he knew they knew each other, but it seems they are more deeply entwined than he thought. Ah. For a brief moment, his eyes drop to the ground, but they quickly return to settle on Zelda once again. ]
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She had never told him this, no. He listens patiently, eagerly, as his eyes drift upward to her face. He's always wanted to know a bit more about her, and it seems he's getting his wish.
To be sealed away fighting an evil for one hundred years sounds like a tale from human mythos. ]
...A great burden has been placed upon your shoulders. [ Regardless if the fight is done or not--one cannot walk away from an ordeal so long and arduous unchanged. Dream world intervention or no.
But Link--he knew they knew each other, but it seems they are more deeply entwined than he thought. Ah. For a brief moment, his eyes drop to the ground, but they quickly return to settle on Zelda once again. ]
I assume not all has been well since the victory.
[ Otherwise she'd be...happier? Than this? ]