[ Her first thought is something akin to, "that was shockingly easy." Her second thought is the horrified realization that Hiyori knows now, and Zelda looks at her with surprise in her face, mouth slightly ajar, and brows raised so high they are in danger of disappearing into her hairline.
Technically... ]
Heaven...? You must mean the Sacred Realm. No, it's just an island in the sky... during the war, the Goddes Hylia raised the land into the sky. We're safe from the Surface in the sky.
[ ...Which isn't a lie; it wasn't Zelda who did all that. She's not the Goddess... but she's also not-not Hylia? She offers Hioyori a contemplative smile; it's a tale too long and difficult to burden another person with, after all. ]
the interior decorating in here is wild
Technically... ]
Heaven...? You must mean the Sacred Realm. No, it's just an island in the sky... during the war, the Goddes Hylia raised the land into the sky. We're safe from the Surface in the sky.
[ ...Which isn't a lie; it wasn't Zelda who did all that. She's not the Goddess... but she's also not-not Hylia? She offers Hioyori a contemplative smile; it's a tale too long and difficult to burden another person with, after all. ]
Do you... meet gods?