[there is love here, perhaps not of the most conventional kind, but it is neither superficial nor transient. if there is one thing that wanda can respect, can feel an echo of a cherished emotion within herself, it's that. she doesn't really need link to explain himself, as far as his emotions toward zelda go.

though it sounds like a tale of grand adventures, spun by the ink of fate, princesses and darkness and a sword sentient enough to save the hero.

the fate of their worlds is really a hard one to tell, being 'stuck' here.]

Then that much should be enough. [she rises from where she sat, patting at her knees and the back of her skirt.] Having someone from your own world is a familiarity that beats how unknown this world is. And you both have friends, too. We should look out for each other.