[That's exactly it - she's never had to tell people before. And when she realised no one here would know her by name or look alone, she simply decided not to mention it. A small part of her has always wondered what it would be like to truly be normal, a person of no importance. The Quarantine lets her do that.]
They did, yes. I was being introduced as such long before I could do my own introductions, so it's definitely different here.
[Zelda chews on her bottom lip, wondering how to answer. She knows her upbringing was different from virtually everyone else's in Hyrule for those exact reasons. But how different would it be from other worlds? She isn't sure.]
Well, my room was in a tower, and I did have a lot of tutors. Hyrule doesn't really have organised classes like they do here... the schools and universities? [Which she thinks are a great concept that she'd like to try sometime.] As for whether I was raised differently, I was. That was the same at home too, compared to everyone else.
[ Her room was really in a tower, huh? That's some Disney shit if he's ever heard it. But he listens, aware that as wild as it all sounds to him, it was just life for Zelda. There's probably almost nothing that their backgrounds have in common; and yet there's no mistaking that he likes Zelda. Likes speaking with her, getting to know her.
When she's confused, Cisco smiles: ]
Oh! Right, sorry. It means... the kind of parents that are obsessed with their kids and stay all up in their business all the time. Who think the sun shines out of their kid's ass and get them all these tutors and ballet lessons and all of that shit. But the downside is they gotta know where their kid is every second of every day, and they're always micromanaging them, never giving them an inch of freedom. They expect them to be perfect, and when their kid does well, they get a huge ego boost for themselves or whatever.
[ And, well, it seems only fair that since he's asking questions about her life and business, that he say something about himself, even if it's just brief. ]
So kinda the opposite of mine.
[ He rubs at the back of his neck, feeling a little awkward after that personal admission. Not really a great way to segue into the whole 'my parents didn't give much of a shit about me' thing. Cisco doesn't really make a habit of talking about them all that much. Time to redirect the conversation gently away from all of that. ]
Anyway, uh. I promise I'll still treat you normal, even though you're a princess. If that's, like, what you want.
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[She can't help but reflect on her own father as Cisco explains. Some of it sounds true - not giving her any freedom to make her own choices, expecting her to achieve things that she simply couldn't. But thinking she was perfect? No, that wasn't like Rhoam at all. She finds herself shaking her head unconsciously and stops herself.]
I don't think it was too dissimilar... [Zelda looks up at Cisco, noting the awkward shift.] I am sorry if this brought up something uncomfortable for you though. Parents... are not all that simple.
[In many ways. Maybe that's too real for this conversation, but she doesn't want him to think she's unsympathetic. She smiles then, grateful for the change of subject.]
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They did, yes. I was being introduced as such long before I could do my own introductions, so it's definitely different here.
[Zelda chews on her bottom lip, wondering how to answer. She knows her upbringing was different from virtually everyone else's in Hyrule for those exact reasons. But how different would it be from other worlds? She isn't sure.]
Well, my room was in a tower, and I did have a lot of tutors. Hyrule doesn't really have organised classes like they do here... the schools and universities? [Which she thinks are a great concept that she'd like to try sometime.] As for whether I was raised differently, I was. That was the same at home too, compared to everyone else.
[And then... she blinks, confused.]
'Helicopter' parents?
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When she's confused, Cisco smiles: ]
Oh! Right, sorry. It means... the kind of parents that are obsessed with their kids and stay all up in their business all the time. Who think the sun shines out of their kid's ass and get them all these tutors and ballet lessons and all of that shit. But the downside is they gotta know where their kid is every second of every day, and they're always micromanaging them, never giving them an inch of freedom. They expect them to be perfect, and when their kid does well, they get a huge ego boost for themselves or whatever.
[ And, well, it seems only fair that since he's asking questions about her life and business, that he say something about himself, even if it's just brief. ]
So kinda the opposite of mine.
[ He rubs at the back of his neck, feeling a little awkward after that personal admission. Not really a great way to segue into the whole 'my parents didn't give much of a shit about me' thing. Cisco doesn't really make a habit of talking about them all that much. Time to redirect the conversation gently away from all of that. ]
Anyway, uh. I promise I'll still treat you normal, even though you're a princess. If that's, like, what you want.
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I don't think it was too dissimilar... [Zelda looks up at Cisco, noting the awkward shift.] I am sorry if this brought up something uncomfortable for you though. Parents... are not all that simple.
[In many ways. Maybe that's too real for this conversation, but she doesn't want him to think she's unsympathetic. She smiles then, grateful for the change of subject.]
I would like that. Thank you, Cisco.