... Oh. So at first she looks confused, because wait, isn't that already happening? But then Link kind of blushes a little--god, it's funny. She looks like a child all over again somehow... ]
... Ah. I... apologize.
[ She had gotten so used to being simply Zelda's knight, and then after that, simply an old "hero". She waited for so long, for her descendant, and he could never be allowed to know truly who she was. Never. If he did... if he knew they were kin, he would grow attached to a mere phantom that should not have provided the family he did not get to have. Unlike her, however, he was gifted with a caring community of farmers and Rusl's affection. He and Illia... Link hoped, wondered, but now, perhaps, was her time for her dues. For her rescued reunion. There's a long, quiet pause. It's a little awkward for her. Somehow, she could probably change it easily, but where was the fun in that, right? And so Link quietly removes it... for one final time. One last time, the armor will come off. One last time, she will... don the simplistic outfit of her youth. ]
I wish I could say I wore this the day of my departure, but I did not; regardless, I grew... attached. It... it was... a piece of you I could hold on to, in some small way.
[ It's an off-hand comment even as she removes those silly shoulderpads and so on; they fall to the wayside with a clunk, nonexistent but quite real all the same. Want to help her, Princess? She promises to help you out of that dress in return-- ]
APRIL FOOLS it's actually sad again (I am gomen 4 life)
... Oh. So at first she looks confused, because wait, isn't that already happening? But then Link kind of blushes a little--god, it's funny. She looks like a child all over again somehow... ]
... Ah. I... apologize.
[ She had gotten so used to being simply Zelda's knight, and then after that, simply an old "hero". She waited for so long, for her descendant, and he could never be allowed to know truly who she was. Never. If he did... if he knew they were kin, he would grow attached to a mere phantom that should not have provided the family he did not get to have. Unlike her, however, he was gifted with a caring community of farmers and Rusl's affection. He and Illia... Link hoped, wondered, but now, perhaps, was her time for her dues. For her rescued reunion. There's a long, quiet pause. It's a little awkward for her. Somehow, she could probably change it easily, but where was the fun in that, right? And so Link quietly removes it... for one final time. One last time, the armor will come off. One last time, she will... don the simplistic outfit of her youth. ]
I wish I could say I wore this the day of my departure, but I did not; regardless, I grew... attached. It... it was... a piece of you I could hold on to, in some small way.
[ It's an off-hand comment even as she removes those silly shoulderpads and so on; they fall to the wayside with a clunk, nonexistent but quite real all the same. Want to help her, Princess? She promises to help you out of that dress in return-- ]