There's a strange sort of guilt that tightens in her chest when Naminé thinks on how... preoccupied she was during the Story Eater's attack. Certainly, she'd had no say in the matter, but it still sits poorly with her to imagine Link left to fight what she suspects to be such a terrifying figure from his own past. He's certainly had trouble enough with his dreams about the past for her to grasp some idea of how much the experience might have weighed on him, or on any person with such a history with the creature.
Many questions come to mind, but she doesn't dare ask them. He thanks her, and she feels unworthy - so it's purely out of politeness that she writes back, in a distracted hand, ]
Of course. It's only the truth.
[ And yet there might be a certain hypocrisy on how her fingers curl regretfully around her pen as she considers this now-past threat. How big, how awful is - was? - this Calamity? What did it look like? Could she have done anything to help? Maybe not in her current state, but with the power of all that negative energy flowing through her, with Morgan le Fay's assistance? If only she'd kept better control, instead of--
Naminé huffs a frustrated sigh when she realizes how long she's paused. ]
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There's a strange sort of guilt that tightens in her chest when Naminé thinks on how... preoccupied she was during the Story Eater's attack. Certainly, she'd had no say in the matter, but it still sits poorly with her to imagine Link left to fight what she suspects to be such a terrifying figure from his own past. He's certainly had trouble enough with his dreams about the past for her to grasp some idea of how much the experience might have weighed on him, or on any person with such a history with the creature.
Many questions come to mind, but she doesn't dare ask them. He thanks her, and she feels unworthy - so it's purely out of politeness that she writes back, in a distracted hand, ]
Of course.
It's only the truth.
[ And yet there might be a certain hypocrisy on how her fingers curl regretfully around her pen as she considers this now-past threat. How big, how awful is - was? - this Calamity? What did it look like? Could she have done anything to help? Maybe not in her current state, but with the power of all that negative energy flowing through her, with Morgan le Fay's assistance? If only she'd kept better control, instead of--
Naminé huffs a frustrated sigh when she realizes how long she's paused. ]
Did you fight with it?
Calamity Ganon, I mean.