[ All his anger seems to have burned out, because even the way he glares at her doesn't carry the same intensity that it did a minute ago. His protests lack the same ferocity as before, sounding more desperate than cruel, as though he's trying to convince himself as much as her. ]

I disagree. I feel like I owe you quite a lot.

[ Despite how he looks like he's ready walk out the door at any moment, for whatever reason, he continues to hesitate.

Initially, Zelda remained beside the table out of fear-- fear of the force of his anger, fear that approaching him would drive him away. But now she takes a cautious step towards him, carefully watching his reaction. ]

Not because you saved me. But because I have enjoyed the time we've spent together. Because I've seen the brilliance of your designs and I want to help you bring them to life. Because you sampled those silly frogs with me.

[ By the time she finishes, she's about an arm's length away from him. And that's where she pauses, supporting her right arm with her left, careful of the bandage he just changed for her. ]

I cannot show you a sunset from the pinnacle of the sky to cheer you up, even though I wish that I could. All I have are my words. But I hope you can believe them, because they are the truth.