Zelda smiled sadly. "That sounds similar to my home. I am sorry for your sacrifice."

It was a little more information than she expected but she just shook it off. His home was startlingly like hers and it almost made her worry more. Would she die in their fight against the darkness? There was no way of knowing until she was scent back home.

They reached her home and she opened the door letting him step inside. It was a house comfortable for two with a small living area and a kitchen off to the left. "My notes are on the coffee table if you'd like to sit while you read them over."