[And yet her uncertainty remains in the face of his confidence, stemming from somewhere deep and buried within her. Like an infection that's been left to fester unseen for too long, where a surface level treatment is no longer effective in drawing the sickness out.
She doesn't argue, though. She allows it to just be, and focuses on this tiny glimpse he gives into his life before Aefenglom instead. Neither of them speaks often about their pasts, and so she understands the hesitation, and is happily surprised by the relief that follows.]
That is incredible, and, I imagine, infinitely frustrating. In Hyrule, we are reliant on potions and the like to speed along the body's natural healing process. Actual healing magic is something only fairies are capable of.
[...]
And the fairies of Hyrule are quite different beings from those called "fae" here.
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She doesn't argue, though. She allows it to just be, and focuses on this tiny glimpse he gives into his life before Aefenglom instead. Neither of them speaks often about their pasts, and so she understands the hesitation, and is happily surprised by the relief that follows.]
That is incredible, and, I imagine, infinitely frustrating. In Hyrule, we are reliant on potions and the like to speed along the body's natural healing process. Actual healing magic is something only fairies are capable of.
[...]
And the fairies of Hyrule are quite different beings from those called "fae" here.