Flora: Trace…
Flora: You humans live such long lives.
Flora: I wish I could too.
Flora: I want to be with you for as much of it as I can. But if something does happen, I hope you know I wouldn’t want this.
Trace: Flora…
Flora: And I’m certain Saria wouldn’t either!
Roselyn: Don’t speak for him!
Roselyn: How would you know what Saria would have wanted?
Trace: We met her.
Roselyn: You… w-what?
Trace: Or… rather, a spirit of her. On our travels, in the place where she died. When we parted ways, she told me she wasn’t my wife. I only realized later, after Nora explained how she’d died, that she probably just wanted me to move on.
Roselyn: You… really saw her?
Trace: I think she was afraid I’d repeat the same mistakes if I did remember. But I don’t intend to. I’m ready to let go, Rose.
Roselyn: If that’s true… then you really have changed. …I’m relieved. I just wish… I wish I could have been there to see her too…
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