[ zelda? that pings somewhere deep in her mind but she doesn't know what or where. only that she's heard it before. strange.

more strange is the smell that hasn't left since they've been walking away from the pottery shop. it is her! how does one ask if they're a god, though? she can't. it's not the faint scent of perfume but something else entirely. she's drawn to it, the same way she is with everyone on the far shore.

she too smiles first, relieved that her little hope came through. ]

N-no, really! It's no big deal. [ she waves a hand in front of her face. ] I'm glad we ran into each other. I'm Hiyori. You... said you can play music and sew, right? I can't do either of those things, so do you think it'd be possible for you to teach me? If you're still super adamant about repaying me, that is.