[ Nervously, she shifts, unaware of the topics tumbling together in Hiyori's quick and clever mind. She thinks back to Skyloft, and how bartering went; with money, of course. So after a sigh and a shake of her head. ]

I wish I could do this properly, and pay you with money, but I'm very much lacking there at the moment. [ So she nods, and smiles apologetically, watching the way the wind tousles Hiyori's pretty hair and how the muted tones of autumn make her eyes all the more bright. Perhaps, Zelda thinks, they're just always that bright— much like the girl herself is. ]

If you don't mind learning songs dedicated to the Goddess on a harp... [ Delicately, she adjusts again, pulling from seemingly nowhere a golden hand-lyre, perfectly suited for a pair of hands to hold it, but small enough to be held in one. For some reason, she truly trusts this girl, for she holds it in a way that Hiyori might be able to hold it if she wishes to inspect it further. ] And sewing I can certainly teach you. I can embroider, too! If you... [ Ahem. Well. ] have no issue learning the symbols of the Goddess and how to put them to fabric. But you'll be able to apply that knowledge to other things!