Not very, [ Zelda quickly says, brushing off the comment. ] Skyloft was home to farmers, scholars, knights and merchants, so I know them well. Scholars always wanted to share what they knew... all of my teachers were eager to pass on their knowledge. After all, wisdom's worth may not be measured in how many who know it, but it certainly benefits from being shared.

[ The cake is good. She has not had cake in a long while, she realizes, pausing. Her body, purified for the purposes of housing divinity, had sloughed off a need for mortal wants, but Goddess, cake has a way of making her crave more of it. She pauses, and then shovels a larger spoonful into her mouth. Impa might have laughed at her for the display, she likes to think. ]

Is it nice? Being a plant.

[ She's more than a little jealous. ]