Day 12 (Alt) - Demisexual
"Mipha..."
"Yes, Zelda?"
"I..."
A gentle hand, covered in shimmering scales of such a comforting deep fuschia, moves to take Zelda's. Words escape her usual composure.
Suddenly, they spill out all at once.
"Father was always so worried about me awakening my power, never letting me forget my duty, he never talked of consorts, or..."
Mipha smiles. "It has not been the same, with my father."
"I know. That's why I have always felt so lucky. That now, when I can realize that I feel so close to you..."
Now the fingers are entwined.
"It's nothing I've ever felt before."