[ The question comes as Link is rolling up his sleeves in preparation for dishwashing. He glances back up in Mamoru's direction, eyebrows raised in soft engagement. His right hand is paused on the elbow of his left arm, still folding back his sleeve. On the back of his hand, his triangle-shaped Shard glimmers with a polished-like shine. Battle scars large and small pockmark his forearm. ]

What makes me... believe it?

[ Considering this, he pauses again, looking back down into the water of the basin. ]

Hm. I suppose it isn't impossible we're being lied to, but is there a specific reason to think the worlds can't be brought back?

[ An earnest question. He hasn't heard one yet, aside from general mistrust of Cyrus' pitch. ]