[ Is she mocking him? Well— partially. She's certainly playing with him, and teasing him in many ways. But Zelda could just as easily ask him why he ran from her earlier, could squeeze his arm until it's tense again and ask him if he hates her so much. Maybe he does. He would be, in some respects, right to feel a twisting prickle of anger at her existence. She's a walking war general, and she had no idea for the entirety of her life; so nothing changes. They walk to the circle, speaking in half-truths, wondering how much the other knows. Forward physically, but never moving in truth.

So she hums with consideration and pretends to think about his question. It is every member of the royal family and every warrior possessed by the courage of the hero's spirit she owes an apology to. But that, you see, would be a burden to bear. Don't Sheikah already take too much onto themselves? Impa was so beautifully stubborn and strong. ]

Did she precede me? [ Just wondering. Just joking. Just fishing for information a bit. ]

I... Let me be honest, Sheik. All daughters of Hyrule with the name Zelda are people I'd like to speak with... At some point...

[ Perhaps he can be an ally, after all. But that, alone, is not so strange. ]

You're teasing me, aren't you? But I think you'd tell me if there was another. Because you are just like Impa...