( That's a mindset that Zelda could be envious of. There's so many things about her own past that she regrets. She's lost many people that she cares about. Yet, it was her path that had ended up ultimately saving her home. It was a sacrifice that anyone would feel bittersweet about.
She looks over to what he pulls from the deposit box. Paper? A letter? Or, perhaps... something from a book that holds an important memory for him. It's difficult to know, but she can't help but feel that it isn't something he wants to speak about. )
It is almost as though the only purpose of giving us these items is to remind of what we wish to fight to return to.
( There's a pause then, uncertain how to approach her next question before asking: )
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She looks over to what he pulls from the deposit box. Paper? A letter? Or, perhaps... something from a book that holds an important memory for him. It's difficult to know, but she can't help but feel that it isn't something he wants to speak about. )
It is almost as though the only purpose of giving us these items is to remind of what we wish to fight to return to.
( There's a pause then, uncertain how to approach her next question before asking: )
Will you be leaving your item here?