[Hyrule. Gerudo Valley. Gerudo. All around them, desert. Past the desert, wasteland. Loki listens intently, filing the information away for later.
He is struck then with how far he's come, without ever even really noticing. It feels like he's come all the way to the end of the world. And past that, more unknown.
But really, there's nothing from him back the way he's come, besides recapture. Maybe it's time to move on...especially if Nabooru is offering to guide him through that wasteland.]
...I believe you.
[It's an effort for him to admit it, but finally, even his habitual wariness and suspicion can't get around the fact that she really seems to want to help him.]
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He is struck then with how far he's come, without ever even really noticing. It feels like he's come all the way to the end of the world. And past that, more unknown.
But really, there's nothing from him back the way he's come, besides recapture. Maybe it's time to move on...especially if Nabooru is offering to guide him through that wasteland.]
...I believe you.
[It's an effort for him to admit it, but finally, even his habitual wariness and suspicion can't get around the fact that she really seems to want to help him.]