[ Surprise overtakes her expression, and Zelda looks away from his face to the ground. Of course— nothing is ever as it's planned with her. She's always at the whims of something bigger than the rest of them all, even if those whims are still her own. She doesn't say anything, even as a whispering inch of sadness creeps int her gaze. ]

What a shame... I liked being a tree. [ How lovely it is to not be yourself for a moment. To not be a Zelda! She peels away another strip that clings to her, tender flesh revealed quickly there after. With a hum, she nods, still not looking at him. "Ashamed" and "disappointed" seems a bit heavy for a first meting, yes. ]

I'm very thankful for your interference, though. I owe ya' one. [ Raising her head, finally, she beams brightly and quips, ] This kindness is something I'm familiar with. It must run in your family.

[ Aglovan did put up with all her questions— and then a demand to go carve pumpkins together. ]