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[Again, her reassurances cause his lips to curl into that subtle smile of his, but something about it doesn't quite reach his eyes this time. Ah, if only she knew, but then... if she did, this conversation wouldn't be happening.]

... What a forgiving realm this is.

[Longing aside, it does bring up some intriguing ideas, if what she said about the nature of time in this place is true. Perhaps this could be a boon, despite the strangeness of it all-- a chance to learn the things surviving in a world as hostile as Ganondorf's Hyrule would not allow for. He still doesn't know enough to be sure it's safe, but maybe...

--Ah, right, there was a reason they came out here. She is as lovely in face as she is in temperament, he thinks but doesn't say as she removes that impractical mask of hers, recognizing the slight edge of discomfort in her response to his earlier compliment. Instead, he places his hand over his chest once more and tips his head slightly.]

Thank you again for your efforts to put the heart of a wayward stranger at ease. You may call me Sheik.

[... so about that whole "no similarity to the Sheikah she knows" thing.]