He spots her in a crowd. The finned hair, aquatic traits. There’s no doubt about it; she’s a Zora. Not one he recognizes from his era-- but a Zora nonetheless. ❝ S-sorry... ❞ he murmurs, slipping through the bustling market, shouldering his way through as gently as possible, until he reaches her, tapping her on the shoulder from behind.
Blue eyes glitter with a childlike curiosity. He looks her over, not knowing they stand thousands and thousands and thousands of years apart in time. ❝ Wow... I’ve never seen a Zora with red scales before. ❞
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