[ It's decidedly more difficult to hold her ground when he starts shouting at her, but she somehow manages... even though a faint tremor runs through her form. She's not scared of him-- not scared that he'll hurt her, at least-- but his outburst is still frightening in itself. Rarely does anyone lose their temper with a princess.
For a moment, she worries that she's gone too far when he strides towards the door and she wonders frantically if she should try to stop him. The last time she tried to stop someone from leaving her home, they attacked her and then ran off anyway. Zelda feels like she knows Darin better than she knows Louis, but he also just yelled at her that she doesn't.
But he stays anyway and Zelda listens in silence as he lets out all his anger and all his fear. At the end of his story, she's shaken, this time visibly, and steadies herself with her left hand against the tabletop. No wonder he fears his own power-- to see it used not only to snuff out an entire city, but to warp even the bodies of the dead into something twisted and frightening.
If Darin had stopped there, he might have succeeded in actually scaring Zelda (at least temporarily). It's terrifying to imagine how his strength could be used to effortlessly kill everyone on Eltrut. But he doesn't stop, and when she hears what she knows to be the heart of the matter (because Zelda knows, better than most, about sacrificing oneself to protect others), her fear immediately dissipates. Over and over he insists that he is not selfless, not heroic, not virtuous, and yet in the next breath insists that use his own life to protect everyone else's.
But it doesn't come from a place of altruism, does it? It comes from a place of deserving... or, in this case, undeserving. ]
You truly think your life is worth less than anyone else's? [ The harshness is gone from her tone, but her question is still a challenge against him. ]
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For a moment, she worries that she's gone too far when he strides towards the door and she wonders frantically if she should try to stop him. The last time she tried to stop someone from leaving her home, they attacked her and then ran off anyway. Zelda feels like she knows Darin better than she knows Louis, but he also just yelled at her that she doesn't.
But he stays anyway and Zelda listens in silence as he lets out all his anger and all his fear. At the end of his story, she's shaken, this time visibly, and steadies herself with her left hand against the tabletop. No wonder he fears his own power-- to see it used not only to snuff out an entire city, but to warp even the bodies of the dead into something twisted and frightening.
If Darin had stopped there, he might have succeeded in actually scaring Zelda (at least temporarily). It's terrifying to imagine how his strength could be used to effortlessly kill everyone on Eltrut. But he doesn't stop, and when she hears what she knows to be the heart of the matter (because Zelda knows, better than most, about sacrificing oneself to protect others), her fear immediately dissipates. Over and over he insists that he is not selfless, not heroic, not virtuous, and yet in the next breath insists that use his own life to protect everyone else's.
But it doesn't come from a place of altruism, does it? It comes from a place of deserving... or, in this case, undeserving. ]
You truly think your life is worth less than anyone else's? [ The harshness is gone from her tone, but her question is still a challenge against him. ]