[Her ears are quite sensitive, so she's looking in the right direction when he approaches, mouth drawing into a thin line.]
Nonsense. Sit down. Are your ribs cracked or bruised?
[Zelda wonders briefly if she should be asking him how much she should heal him up. Would it be offensive if she healed him entirely? What a strange sort of thing to have to think about.]
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Nonsense. Sit down. Are your ribs cracked or bruised?
[Zelda wonders briefly if she should be asking him how much she should heal him up. Would it be offensive if she healed him entirely? What a strange sort of thing to have to think about.]