[ It's hard not to stare at Satanael, although Zelda's reserved reaction to it might suggest she is unimpressed. Far from it---the princess is incredibly impressed that one of her party members is accompanied by what must be an actual god.
But her attention returns quickly to Sayori. Zelda listens quietly, closing her eyes in order to shut out other distractions.
As she listens, she begins to feel something unusual. A bit of a tingling feeling, and warm, like some sort of energy is bubbling up inside her. She takes in a deep breath and the feeling spreads out from her chest toward her limbs. It's a sense of conviction, of confidence, that together, the members of this party will certainly succeed in saving the tree and opening the way to the relic. ]
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But her attention returns quickly to Sayori. Zelda listens quietly, closing her eyes in order to shut out other distractions.
As she listens, she begins to feel something unusual. A bit of a tingling feeling, and warm, like some sort of energy is bubbling up inside her. She takes in a deep breath and the feeling spreads out from her chest toward her limbs. It's a sense of conviction, of confidence, that together, the members of this party will certainly succeed in saving the tree and opening the way to the relic. ]