[Zelda seems to be back. And like a sweet fairytale it's at the stroke of midnight.
She sounds firm. Firm, but distant. Clearly she has a lot on her mind.]
...It would seem that things are beginning to follow a path of 'uniformity' once more.
--Not... that such a word can truly be used here.
Nothing is 'normal'.
Nothing is 'right'.
What fleeting ideals.
[She pauses, thinking. She has no intentions of sharing them with anyone. Not at this point in time. And not just with anyone.]
I apologize for anyone I worried. I needed time to myself. Surely you understand.
I will be paying a visit to the video arcade. Should you require my presence, please leave me a message.
[Not that she's necessarily in the mood to really see anyone.]
I still need to inform you. I am sorry for not having done so before.
...
Something came up.
Edited // Some time later.
First Mate, I would be ever so obliged if you would grant me an audience. Nothing extensive, just... An audience.