Unfortunate... I had hoped to find something edible as well.

[Zelda's a bit less aggressively cheerful, disappointment clear in her eyes for a moment. Her rations are running thin; if this house is a bust, she should probably move on while there's still a little daylight left.

But... though she might be accustomed to isolation, the thought of leaving so soon seems more unpleasant than going a bit hungry tonight.]

My name is Zelda. Though I do not have much we can share, if you have decided to stay here for the night, I would ask that you allow me to join you.