[ The lines on her brow deepen as Zelda tries to concentrate on the distinct feeling of her divine powers. They have an energy that is immediately recognizable to the princess, but difficult for her to focus on, like a flash of light in the periphery of her vision that she can't see directly. ]

I believe they might be... growing. But not in the way one would expect. Or at least, I don't think one would expect this.

I have not been able to feel my magic since I awoke here. Not as I felt it in Hyrule, at least. I sense... something... here-- [ She touches a hand to her chest. ] --but it has never felt quite... real. It's more like... a memory of my powers. Muted, I guess, like a vivid memory of touching a hot stove as a child.

But recently, they have stopped feeling so muted. It's like I am touching that stove right now.