The room the pair stepped into had quite a familiar feel to it. It was peaceful and quiet and unlike the rest of the temple. It was bright, and that orange hue the flames and magma created seemed to leave this room untouched. Link was seemingly relieved by the coolness and the peacefulness of it, but that was understandable given the fact the temple's heat was suffocating him.

Tya had started to do what she normally did- take a look around, but that was quickly cut short the moment she saw movement at the top of a flight of stairs. On top of it, before a pool of radiating light, stood Zelda and a woman dressed in black- the one that had spoken to them on the bridge much earlier. Tya stepped forward, opening her mouth to speak but getting cut off before she could.

"Zelda!" Link beat her to it, moving toward her but freezing when the piercing gaze of the woman in black met his.

"Link! T-" She too tried to step forward, having her sentence and her words brought to a halt by a thin arm extending out in front of her.

"You cannot go to him, Your Grace. Remember what we discussed. Restrain yourself. Focus on the task at hand." The woman in black spoke to Zelda quietly, causing her to withdraw and redirect her gaze to the ground. Link and Tya had moved to the end of the stairs at that point, staring quite helplessly up at their friend. And for a second she stared back at them with the same expression, but it soon twisted to determination. She turned away, head bowed and hand rose to rest of her heart.

"I… I have to go. I'm sorry." Zelda gave a quick glance back to both of them, letting it linger on each of them for a moment before stepping forward into the light.

That confidence Tya had pulled from their victory over the enemy faded quickly as she watched her friend disappear.

Tya was actually briefly numbed by the disappointment, but Link wasn't. No, Link stumbled up the stairs as if he was going to go after her. He didn't get far though. The woman in black held a hand up as a signal to stop, and Link complied.

"It took you far too long to get here. Looking at you, I fear the goddess is mistaken in her choice of agents. If this failure is any indication, you have no hope of defending Her Grace from those who seek to assail her." Her hand lowered as she watched Link. Tya couldn't see his expression, but the way his shoulders dropped told her what the woman in black said hurt. And she wasn't surprised, because it hurt her as well.

How foolish of her to ever think she could do something well. Link was being held back by her, and now look what she did. Zelda slipped through their grasp because she was incompetent and she was in Link's way. He was being scolded because she was useless. Because she was too pathetic to handle this task. This was Link's task, not hers. Go home. Burden. Unwanted.

"Do my words anger you, boy? Do my words sting? Let them. If I had not come when I did, your Zelda would already have fallen into the hands of the enemy. The truth of it is you were late. You were late, and you failed to protect her. I sent Zelda ahead to learn more of the fate in which she is destined to play a part. Listen well, chosen one. If you wish to be of help to Her Grace, you must summon a shred of courage and face the trials laid out before you. Only when you've conquered the trials will you be of use to Zelda. No sooner. Am I understood?" Her words were met with near silence- all but the gentle ringing of the light behind her. And after a second she turned and disappeared into it as well. The light died, and the two were stuck standing in utter silence... Pained and disappointed. Heart broken and worthless.

Tya just stood there. Link kept quiet and went on to do the same as he did previously, using the skyward strike to trigger a crest and listening to Fi speak to him.

She spoke this time about another fated place. The desert of Lanayru where the Gate of Time awaited Zelda. And then a light set a new tablet into his hands. He lowered it and brushed his thumb along the worn surface.

It was then that Tya actually started to move again. That disappointment was still lingering, but she managed to push aside the numbing, sickening feeling it brought over her. She didn't doubt Link was more upset than she was, and she thought she may as well comfort him. Be of some use at the very least...

A hand gently rested on his shoulder, and she looked at the tablet in his hands. He only tilted his head in her direction, but did not fully look at her.

"You did great." She said quietly and gently, leaning over to rest against his shoulder. His only response was to shake his head and shrug her off, turning around to start back out of the temple.

Exiting the temple, they didn't do much. Morning had come and gone, and it appeared to be just before noon. With the daylight, they were able to safely return to Skyloft where they separated once again. Tya hurried home, feeling quite awkward in her scorched clothing. She'd forgotten about it with her attention on Zelda and the woman in black, and it wasn't until cold air made contact with her heat that she remembered. Nothing was inappropriately exposed, but her body was uncovered more than she liked it to. She was quite modest, really, and she very much preferred to have a good amount of her covered.

She showered, ate, then changed into something quick and comfortable, because she felt it didn't quite matter. It had been a couple days since they'd bought her armor, so she assumed it would be ready by then.

On her short walk out to the bazaar, she noticed a little yellow light straying from the goddess statue and finding its way along the cloud barrier. After a few seconds, it shot through, breaking them open and revealing a new path.

She paid it little mind at that point, though. She knew she and Link would be going to it soon enough, so any curiosity she had would soon be sated.

The smith that made her armor helped her put it on, as he actually knew how it worked. Tya did not- that would be her first time ever wearing something so heavy. It was surprisingly comfortable though, after it all got adjusted. There were few straps and ties she'd need to pay mind to, so it wasn't all that difficult to get on, but the help was appreciated. It was to be worn over what she already had as the bottom layer was chainmail. Over the chainmail was a hardened leather curaiss with the common skyloft designs along the front. The bracers she had were a lot like Link's- blue cuffs with leather over her hands, but it did not cover them completely. Instead, the leather extended up a bit so her entire hand would be covered, and extended back so her wrist and forearm were protected. Her palms however were completely uncovered.

The armor was fitting and she felt safe in it- safer than she had in the normal clothing at least. She knew it wouldn't hold against anything, but she was much more likely to survive now than she was before. She thought it might also do her well to get a blade of some sort, but didn't actually act on the thought.

Fingertips lightly toyed with the straps on her side as she started toward the bazaar's exit. She'd intended to go straight home from there, but that young woman, Orielle, caught her attention before she did. They ended up taking a short walk around the lower half of Skyloft, but Tya soon parted when they walked near the Knight's Academy.

She'd been mostly distracted since they got back to Skyloft, but she had a lingering concern in the back of her mind for Link. The woman in black had said some very harsh things, that, in all honesty, Tya was just trying to block out and forget entirely. She had no desire to be beaten down when she finally started to feel like she was doing well. Whether or not it was really working had yet to be seen.

Regardless, she was concerned about him and therefore when they reached the academy, she broke away from her new acquaintance and after a quick goodbye, she went into the academy.

Entering through the lower entrance meant she was already rather close to Link's room, along with many of the other knight's. So she wasn't at all surprised to hear Groose's voice the moment she came within earshot. She rounded the corner to see the distressed red head standing just outside his door as if he was about to enter, but was caught by Link. Link just stood in the middle of the hall, head bowed as he listened to more harsh words spoken to him.

"...your fault, you know. You can barely fly straight, and yet somehow you beat me in the race… It should've been me up there with her that day. But I guess now I'll just have to be the one to save her!"

Tya watched them, waiting for Link to respond, but he didn't. He just remained standing, gaze directed away from Groose.

"Don't think I don't see you flying in and out of town all the time. I know what you're up to! You're trying to make sure you find Zelda first, but it ain't gonna happen!"

At that point, Tya realized Link wasn't going to respond. Insults had proven to only worsen the situation last time she went in that direction, so this time she stepped up to Link's side, rested a hand on his shoulder and shook her head.

"Why does it need to be a race, Groose? Why do you have to be this immature? You could just help. Help bring her home. A hero isn't what's needed, you don't need to pretend to be one, she just needs to come home. Do you not see how selfish it is to want to be the only one trying?" She spoke gently, trying to show she wasn't meaning it to be an attack, simply a way to get some sense into his head. And he didn't respond. He only shook his head and forced his door open then slammed it closed after he entered.

Link watched the closed door for a second before shrugging her hand off his shoulder and going to his own.

"W-We are going to l-leave again in a few minutes." He said quietly, opening the door and stepping inside. He left it open behind him, suggesting that Tya needed to follow, so she did. She closed it gently and looked up at him as she leaned back against it. His sword, shield, and the pack were already in the room, so she assumed he must have set them down before taking a trip out to the bazaar as well. He began to shift stuff around so he could stuff some more things into the pack.

"You need to rest though. Did you eat?" She could tell he must have bathed, they'd both been greasy and covered in dirt before, but he was much cleaner then.

"I'll be fine. I g-got some potions..." He tapped a bottle of green liquid before shoving it further down into the pack.

"I don't think that's going to suffice, Link. You need to really rest."

"It'll be fine, I-I've done it before. So have a l-lot of p-people here. Just tr-trust me."

As much as she wanted to refuse and talk him into resting, she just couldn't. They'd 'taken too long' last time. They'd failed and just missed their objective all because they weren't fit for this. Because she wasn't. It was her fault, always her faul- stop.

"Are you sure you'll be fine?" She questioned quietly, absently, moving to set one hand over the other so she could rake her nails across the back of it. He simply nodded in response, and she accepted it. She didn't want to but she did. She was uneasy about it all, but she knew why he was doing it and she agreed. She didn't want to waste any more time either…