"Are you so naive you continue to believe all life can be saved even now, child, at the end of all things? Don't commit my peoples' mistakes in adhering to an arrogant, irreconcilable philosophy that cannot be fulfilled." She doesn't sound afraid at the thought of death. There were much worse things than death that she got to see. "My blood will cover this floor in either case, knight."

There was little time that could be wasted, and the welfare of Blair was deteriorating faster and faster. If they didn't act now... if they couldn't do anything in this tense moment while they could... the answer to those questions came as brutally as the moment she saw her husband compose her children.

Guardianship for all living things lies with those whose evolution is most complete. The Mantle of Responsibility shelters all.

"There is no nobility in guardianship, only devotion to is duty. This is the truth I learned too late."

She slowly turns to Blair, then to Ganondorf, slowly walking away as if letting them fight, resigning herself to the blood that would be stilled today in ages-old rivalry spanning universes, idealism that had condemned the Forerunners' entire universe to a likened abomination.

But with a sudden movement as she nears her console, the Lbrarian casts Flare upon Link.

There are no words to tell Ganondorf nor Blair to give them time. Only movement.