Ester glanced away, cheeks flushed at the word 'girlfriend'. Did he really think of her that way? As his girl? As flattering as it was, it was too sudden, and<span style="font-style: italic">way</span>too violent a time to bring such a thing up! Suddenly, she turned and he was gone. A rolled up piece of paper lay on the ground where he stood, so she picked it up. It was the map of Clocktown.<br/><br/>Heading back to Clocktown as a Goron, though quick and efficient, gave her plenty of time to think, and to begin feeling terribly guilty. After all, he had<span style="font-style: italic">saved</span>her the embarrassment of whatever that black market salesman had in store for her. True, it was savage murder and involved him saying something about only him being near her ass, as she recalled. Arriving at the gate, she took off the mask and went to the house. "...Chance?" she called in, peeking inside.