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[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph's got some decisions to make. Well, okay, sure, she's actually already made them. Well, it. But also, she's really enjoying air-conditioning and ice cream.

The ice cream really helps with the cognitive process.

She is sitting in the rafters, picking splinters of wood out from her jeans. Nobody polishes up here. Occasionally, a drop of ice cream hits the floor below. It's very melty.

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[thezeldaoflegend]

"I'm...Zelda." She thinks she's Zelda. She can still be Zelda, right? "I'm from Skyloft?"

Wow this girl is really confused about her identity isn't she.

[alwaysroomforhope]

"You sure about that?" Steph asks, with the tiniest smile. "You don't sound all that sure."

[thezeldaoflegend]

"I'm sure!"

Not really, but she doesn't feel like explaining the whole so apparently I'm a goddess? thing. Or, rather, she doesn't feel like being that goddess right now. She just wants to be Zelda.

[alwaysroomforhope]

"Okay."

Who's Steph to argue?

"It's nice to meetcha, Zelda. You've really never tried ice cream? Have you been in the bar long?"

[thezeldaoflegend]

She shakes her head. "I usually stick to tea when I'm here."