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Ghirahim pulled the brunette into his arms, "No, don't cry..." he whispered, "I hate it when you cry..." his voice sounded as though he was on the verge of tears himself. Memories had been coming back since she saw Link in the woods, memories she'd repressed to feel safe. The Demon Lord was her last source of comfort and joy, and she swore in that moment she'd fight to keep him by her side.
 
The day the brunette Skyloftian arrived was a strange one for Ghirahim. She was lost and afraid in a strange land. The Demon Lord reached for his sword, but stopped himself when he saw her flinch. He sighed and set his sword on the ground before approaching her, "Come, Sky Child..." he said. She tried to get up, but faltered and fell to her knees. Her pink tunic was in shreds, revealing dark bruises and deep gashes, 'What did they do to you?' he wondered in silent horror. He plucked the girl from the ground, "Shh..." he whispered, "You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now..." she closed her eyes. Ghirahim lightly flicked her cheek, "Don't fall asleep. You could very well have a concussion." he warned, setting her on a log, that would be his work table for her injuries. "Take off your tunic." he ordered, "It's destroyed for one, and I need to see your wounds. I'm going to help you." So the girl removed her tunic, not daring to disobey, because she knew that in this state death would come easily. "Lay down and find something to focus on." So she did, her eyes locking onto a butterfly fluttering inches from her nose. Ghirahim began his work in silence. "Try not to scream. I'm going to clean and bandage all your wounds." Ghirahim stated, "In addition, you could startle your new friend." he was referring to the butterfly that had perched itself on her nose. The girl laid there as still as possible as Ghirahim cleaned up her cuts and bandaged them. Her body was stunning aside from these injuries, but the Demon Lord would not allow himself to focus on such things. He gently waved the butterfly away when he finished. She sat up, "Thank you, but I don't think I ever got your name" she said. Ghirahim sat beside her, "I am Ghirahim. Although I must admit I much prefer to be indulged with my full title of 'Lord Ghirahim' but I'm not fussy, and you may simply call me 'Ghirahim' if you prefer. But what of you, pray tell? What did they call you?" the girl smiled, "Nellie." she said. Ghirahim smiled, "Are you in need of a place to stay, Nellie?" he asked, rolling her name around in his head to familiarize himself with it.
 

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