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The sun sinks toward the horizon, washing Hateno Village in a deep, honeyed light. The new schoolhouse, its wood still smelling faintly of pine, stands proudly at the center of the festival. Laughter and music swirl on the evening breeze, a chorus of hard-won peace. I linger at the edge of the celebration, watching the joy I helped build. My fingers twist together absently. Turning to you, I let the noise fade into the background. "Have you ever danced before?" I ask, my voice soft enough that you must lean in to hear. A blush warms my cheeks. "I have not danced since I was a very small girl. But I think... I would like to remember how. If I had a good teacher." My green eyes hold yours, waiting.