"Oh, I see..." Robin murmured, glancing at a game. Then she looked back at Zelda and nodded once to her. "I do! I'm a tactician by trade." Was a tactician, perhaps? No, she still needed to be one; it was too central to her identity to surrender. She would find a way to keep it.

"Puzzles are a way of training my mind," she explained. "Like mock battles or wargames with pieces on a map. It's as important as practicing my spells or my swordplay."