[Zelda is able to tell that Link is tense and that something might be wrong. The pressure of his forehead against her own is comforting but she feels a little unsure. Their kiss, while short, had been warm and wonderful.]
Are you alright Link?
[Her voice doesn’t raise above a whisper as if the moment hung on delicate glass strings. She inhales tasting the warmth and scent of his breath.]
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Are you alright Link?
[Her voice doesn’t raise above a whisper as if the moment hung on delicate glass strings. She inhales tasting the warmth and scent of his breath.]