[Zelda's gone to the temple. She's paying her respects to the goddesses again, praying for the safety of her people, and wishing the best for everyone aboard as per the silent usual. She's brought with her the Ocarina of Time--as powerless as it may be--and in between lines of music, she offers her thoughts.]Sir Jak should have been freed by now,
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*Oh the irony.*
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You're... very trusting. I would have you take care that the wrong person does not take advantage of your generous nature.
[Oh Erol, aren't you clever.]
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I... can be. I have very little reason to judge people harshly. I could be skeptical, however...
[She could turn into her father. He was a great a man, but he did things Zelda will never do. He acted in a way, that she will never act.]
It is how I wish to be. Not naive, but... compassionate and as understanding as possible.
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If there were more like you, the world would surely be a better place.
[Oh... oh, he smells an opportunity. Carefully he casts his line for it.]
Would you.... do something for me, Zelda?
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[She furrows her eyebrows in thought. Sometimes it would be better to be the only one of her kind. Or so she likes to think.
Then she suddenly straightens up.]
Something for you? What is it, Sir Erol?
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Do not change.
[Mar, it's like speeding across a finish line with a record score. He is AWESOME.]
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I... do not understand. Are you somehow under the belief that I would alter myself to better fit in for you...?
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Of course not.
Merely that it would be ... a loss, should your optimism and compassion be dulled by cynicism and mistrust.
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I see...
I understand. I have absolutely no intentions of changing those traits of myself. I feel it would cause me to grow insulting to my people.
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On the contrary. You're a credit to them.
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[Zelda seems to be teasing him. Perhaps. She's not used to anyone being so kind to her. Of course, she's not used to anyone holding conversation with her that doesn't deal with craftsmanship or economic status.]
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[Oh my. Is he... teasing her back?
Naturally the idea of him being subject to anyone else's imagination would be greatly offensive to him, but he's got his walls up between what he really feels and what he's portraying to feel, his surface reactions. Who he's pretending to be. He won't slip up again.]
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I would hope not. It would make me very sad to think that... Well... I am certain you understand. I would simply be very sad were that to be the case.
[In spite of her hesitance, Zelda genuinely cares for him. About him. Something.]
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[And all goes as planned. He'll have to decide what precisely to DO with all this credit he's building up. Well - an opportunity will present itself sooner or later.]
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I do. I prefer it very much, Sir Erol--even if you do not mirror the sentiments.
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[He loves this shit. Inbetween comments he's got a shit-eating grin, though he sobers for the right inflection when both listening and replying.]
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