[He stares at the ocarina, his expression contemplative, but also deeply serious. His favorite song...? All of them have so much meaning, have so much use, are so important — What ones he likes the most... isn't a thought that's crossed his mind in a long time.
... but he doesn't have to think about what the answer is.
He starts the same song up again: Saria's. Even now, a part of him still expects to hear her voice at the end of the first verse, and it makes him falter there briefly, but he'll continue the song until he's either finished it or until he's stopped.]
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[He stares at the ocarina, his expression contemplative, but also deeply serious. His favorite song...? All of them have so much meaning, have so much use, are so important — What ones he likes the most... isn't a thought that's crossed his mind in a long time.
... but he doesn't have to think about what the answer is.
He starts the same song up again: Saria's. Even now, a part of him still expects to hear her voice at the end of the first verse, and it makes him falter there briefly, but he'll continue the song until he's either finished it or until he's stopped.]