[ as the child speaks— no, as nahida speaks— zelda is struck by how mature she sounds. perhaps it is not her voice, but the tone of it, the way her tiny, childish mouth commands control of each word with the air of a woman old enough to be her grandmother. ]

Oh, you're the one playing a trick on me. Is that how it is?

[ now she gets it. smiling again, zelda looks out into the crowd before settling her blue gaze on nahida again. ]

That's not very nice, you know. [ she's teasing, mostly. ] I'll forgive you if you recommend me a game to play.