[Sheik watches her as she stares off into whatever strange memories playing out before her eyes, brow furrowing. Would the Ganondorf he knows - that prideful, viciously ambitious man with his eyes always set on whatever greater power he could achieve - ever think to make his puppet stare into the past like that, even in an effort to trick someone? It just doesn't... feel right.
She persists in her ignorance and Sheik sighs, reaching up to rub at his forehead. This doesn't make any sense.]
We seem to be at an impasse. You recognize nothing from my recollections, and I recognize nothing from yours.
[And neither of them seems willing to back down and admit to being a servant of the Demon King, so. Where does that leave them, besides staring at each other in thinly veiled frustration?
What are the facts? Besides the words they've used, he hasn't seen anything familiar in this place. No Gerudo, Gorons, or Zora, not even any monsters; the tapirs were strange because he couldn't liken them to anything he'd seen in Hyrule. She approached him; does that mean she could see through the masks all along? But then what was that stuff about wanting to talk about science all about? Surely sorcery would be an easier topic for a servant of Ganondorf's to ramble on about, and one that would more easily segue into probing for information about the Triforce or the Sages, right?
She says she's Zelda, but doesn't look like her. She says she's fighting Ganon, but doesn't know Ganondorf.
How do you confirm a royal's identity?]
...
[Sheik remains quiet, lost in thought, but when he speaks again, his voice is softer, almost... nostalgic, somehow.]
... There is a song known only to the Royal Family and their closest allies and confidants. If you know it... then I'd be able to believe all you've told me is the truth.
[Ganondorf wouldn't know it. He wasn't allied long enough with the King to learn it.
... But, what if she knows it? What then? He's... almost afraid to find out.]
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She persists in her ignorance and Sheik sighs, reaching up to rub at his forehead. This doesn't make any sense.]
We seem to be at an impasse. You recognize nothing from my recollections, and I recognize nothing from yours.
[And neither of them seems willing to back down and admit to being a servant of the Demon King, so. Where does that leave them, besides staring at each other in thinly veiled frustration?
What are the facts? Besides the words they've used, he hasn't seen anything familiar in this place. No Gerudo, Gorons, or Zora, not even any monsters; the tapirs were strange because he couldn't liken them to anything he'd seen in Hyrule. She approached him; does that mean she could see through the masks all along? But then what was that stuff about wanting to talk about science all about? Surely sorcery would be an easier topic for a servant of Ganondorf's to ramble on about, and one that would more easily segue into probing for information about the Triforce or the Sages, right?
She says she's Zelda, but doesn't look like her. She says she's fighting Ganon, but doesn't know Ganondorf.
How do you confirm a royal's identity?]
...
[Sheik remains quiet, lost in thought, but when he speaks again, his voice is softer, almost... nostalgic, somehow.]
... There is a song known only to the Royal Family and their closest allies and confidants. If you know it... then I'd be able to believe all you've told me is the truth.
[Ganondorf wouldn't know it. He wasn't allied long enough with the King to learn it.
... But, what if she knows it? What then? He's... almost afraid to find out.]