[ Link's gaze rises towards the woman when he hears her approach. Not recognizing her, his first assumption is that this is just another random citizen of Highstorm who's come to enjoy the winter springs. It's what she calls him that makes him hold his breath, tense his body, and look at her with much more trepidation.
Could it be...? He's read by now that the woman he had sex with during the Oracle could change her shape. Nobody knew much more information than that, though, and in this moment Link can't even remember what her name was. He's been trying to forget all of that happened, ever since he saw the way Springstar exploited it to insult him whenever possible...
But if this is her, he can't and won't pretend not to care. Even as she starts to undress, Link does not look away; a fierceness is seeping into the way he looks at Kiritsubo, not aimed at her but aimed at something bigger and more intangible. What they did together, maybe, or the way it's started to haunt him. ]
Who are you?
[ If it's her, will she lie? Maybe there's no point in asking. But, he has to at least start with that. ]
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Could it be...? He's read by now that the woman he had sex with during the Oracle could change her shape. Nobody knew much more information than that, though, and in this moment Link can't even remember what her name was. He's been trying to forget all of that happened, ever since he saw the way Springstar exploited it to insult him whenever possible...
But if this is her, he can't and won't pretend not to care. Even as she starts to undress, Link does not look away; a fierceness is seeping into the way he looks at Kiritsubo, not aimed at her but aimed at something bigger and more intangible. What they did together, maybe, or the way it's started to haunt him. ]
Who are you?
[ If it's her, will she lie? Maybe there's no point in asking. But, he has to at least start with that. ]