"No," she agrees thoughtfully. "I've never met anyone who meant to come here- though someone must travel these roads between worlds willingly, if the records in the library are to be believed."

Which- well. It seems they are, all things considered. It's really quiet frustrating to believe an entity which kidnapped you mmight have a good cause.

"That is... an interesting question," Given that she's barely plunged the depths of the Triforce of Wisdom, honestly, Zelda's not entirely sure of the complete answer.

"I do have an affinity for light magic, and for healing. I can perceive truth from illusion. I can conjure fire and shields, and travel my homeland by the wind's gales or the notes of music. I can banish a demon to the void between the worlds."

And, at times, she shape Time itself to her will. But it doesn't seem to hold on the train. And besides, one must always hold something about oneself back.