Grazed to the touch of Cupid, arrows hitting each side of the line. Since childhood of the string becoming tighter and tighter until its overlapping love growing over time. Mipha sighed softly, looking at the half finished Zora armor in her lap. "What am I going to do with this human I have accidentally came to love?"

Mipha tapped her finger on the chest plate, flash backing to all the times you and Mipha would talk and explore as a child. Those days she cherished, just as much as your heart.