Finally, an acknowledgement. An apology, even if she wasn't sure one was owed to her.
"I should apologize," she interjected, "He's your brother, and I didn't tell you anything. I know how it may have looked." She knew how it did look, and she knew Zelda well enough to know what she must have been feeling at the time. "Unfortunately it was—complicated. It still is." More complicated than she ever imagined it would get, and worst of all, it was partly of her own doing.
"I should apologize," she interjected, "He's your brother, and I didn't tell you anything. I know how it may have looked." She knew how it did look, and she knew Zelda well enough to know what she must have been feeling at the time. "Unfortunately it was—complicated. It still is." More complicated than she ever imagined it would get, and worst of all, it was partly of her own doing.
