...
(Then, Link asks - why'd he save her?)
That's the thing - every sword I made was closer and closer to that perfect sword. If one had a thousand, the next would have nine-hundred-and-ninety-nine, and so on.
But did I reach it? (chuckles) I don't even think the World knows. You could say I divided by zero with my swordmaking. An impossibility - unless you do so with a limit.
-she blinks a few times-
...I don't know. Obligation. You're trying to be the person you think you're like. That's in your self-interest. It's easier to do whatever you think your nature is.
Muramasa... don't you get it? I bet that's what Michaelangelo said about all his sculptures. Trying and trying to get it closer to perfect.. that might be the core of an artist.
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOIEh, I'll figure something out. Later, though...
(looks UP at Mil)
Oh, hey. New haircut treating you well?
...
(Link sighs. Now he's figured out that it's gonna be impossible to sway Cori from this... habit of hers.)
(But he doesn't say that. Instead, he just says...)
>("Well, you ain't dying.")
(Not on his watch, at least.)
Hey, hey...
-Gently rests against him-
You're already perfect. Don't get twisted.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Oh you fucking sap, making me feel stuff.
-More kisses-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?I'd set up some mistletoe but I'm 90% certain it hurts vampires.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

There can be a kind of beauty in imperfection, sometimes.
...
That's fine. You think I don't know that already?
No one is ever really on your side. Not really.
They're just in it for themselves.
-she's trying to look stoic and hardass-
-but her eyes are rimmed red, a little-
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