[There’s few things that get Gavial put on high alert at the drop of a hat, but the abruptness and feeling of urgency that accompanies this intrusion into her mental space manages to get her sitting bolt-upright in an instant. The feelings come across in that strange way only Communion can accomplish, and yet even so she finds herself juggling confusion in the wake of it. That and worry, when all feeling of his mental trace is snuffed out like an extinguished candle.]
Link? Link! Hey, c’mon, answer me!
[A foolish attempt at calling into the void when she already knows, definitively, that he couldn’t possibly answer. Not after that explosive feeling of desperation and the abrupt—and familiar—quiet that follows.
There’s nothing to find when she tries to seek him out—and little time to spare in further searching when she has an impending mission to make sure she’s fully prepared for. But she’s now left feeling a little uneasy to leave the city behind when it comes time to march on Springstar, afraid of what might be awaiting the absence of Zenites.]
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Link? Link! Hey, c’mon, answer me!
[A foolish attempt at calling into the void when she already knows, definitively, that he couldn’t possibly answer. Not after that explosive feeling of desperation and the abrupt—and familiar—quiet that follows.
There’s nothing to find when she tries to seek him out—and little time to spare in further searching when she has an impending mission to make sure she’s fully prepared for. But she’s now left feeling a little uneasy to leave the city behind when it comes time to march on Springstar, afraid of what might be awaiting the absence of Zenites.]