Dia laughed, and Zora huffed a sheepish giggle into their fur, tucking her face into their thick pelt. Her tail swayed by her ankles, though.
She shouldn't have been worried, she knew. They had been alright - although, in a way, they hadn't. What if she hadn't returned from the cave? What if her fears had overwhelmed her? What if someone else had found Dia on their way to Zora?
Stopped them from returning, for good?
But a little faith was the least of what she owed them. She leaned a bit of her weight into them, grounding herself before she floated away on the river of her own worries.
I know.
They'd made a promise. Zora believed they'd keep it.
I love you.
