[to be chosen — by the goddess. how curious, how thrilling it must be. wanda wishes to know more, especially because of the conviction in link's voice when he says that. except he changes the subject of conversation quite quickly, and wanda is left with topics to save for another day.

his conviction is replaced with a laugh, and it stirs amusement in wanda. he looks a little embarrassed.]

A hundred years? [she echoes, thinking that she shouldn't be surprised at most things anymore.] Should I ask how it has been a hundred years for you two? And... [a slight shrug] well, when you care for someone, it doesn't matter how long it's been.

Sometimes not saying anything at all is good enough.

[but—]

Does it worry you, that she's here now too?