Oh, she... she wildly misunderstood what he meant by "sleep together" ...
Oh...
Zelda sees him start to turn and hastily schools her expression as he looks back over his shoulder at her. She feels the small urge to call him out on his assumption that she's going to hate him in the morning, but that urge is so completely dwarfed by the absolute mortification she feels that it's little more than a blade of grass in a wide open field.
It's all she can manage just to answer him at all. ]
G-Goodnight...
[ As she turns her head to stare up at the ceiling, she feels a lump of disappointment sink in her stomach.
...
Well then.
She certainly has a few things to think about, doesn't she?
3/3
Oh, she... she wildly misunderstood what he meant by "sleep together" ...
Oh...
Zelda sees him start to turn and hastily schools her expression as he looks back over his shoulder at her. She feels the small urge to call him out on his assumption that she's going to hate him in the morning, but that urge is so completely dwarfed by the absolute mortification she feels that it's little more than a blade of grass in a wide open field.
It's all she can manage just to answer him at all. ]
G-Goodnight...
[ As she turns her head to stare up at the ceiling, she feels a lump of disappointment sink in her stomach.
...
Well then.
She certainly has a few things to think about, doesn't she?
...
... She's never going to fall asleep. ]