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Dr. House had been kind enough to remove her corset and Zelda was eternally grateful, sitting crosslegged on the hospital bed in the comfortable, if drafty, hospital gown. She examined her hand, wondering what had happened to her Triforce of Wisdom symbol. Why, by Nayru, it was missing! The symbol was barely visible, lacking the glow that indicated her powers.
She concentrated, trying to bring a small vase to her hand with her mind as she'd taught herself to do. Nothing. She sighed, examining her fingernails and, not finding any dirt, left her with nothing to do yet again. Dr. House had said that another doctor would come to tend to her but she'd yet to see him, leaving Zelda to think she'd been abandoned.
"No, Zelda," she said to herself, "Dr. House would not abandon you."
She concentrated, trying to bring a small vase to her hand with her mind as she'd taught herself to do. Nothing. She sighed, examining her fingernails and, not finding any dirt, left her with nothing to do yet again. Dr. House had said that another doctor would come to tend to her but she'd yet to see him, leaving Zelda to think she'd been abandoned.
"No, Zelda," she said to herself, "Dr. House would not abandon you."