"I'm beginning to think that yours is a much larger story than I realized," Zelda says, after turning around the names in her head. Some kind of civil war, perhaps?

"But no, you're right. A tale and an experience are rarely the same thing, after all."

She nods, accepting the sympathy, while trying to work out how she felt about the matter.

"...He was here, actually. Not for long, as far I could tell... but he left before I had a chance to speak to him."