[Their words come back to Sola, snapping him out of his indecisive fog. Link's hand grounds him more than anything said. In fact, much of what they've said doesn't make sense to the replica, who looks at his feet as he speaks.]

There isn't a Link there, Zelda sent you - I mean, him, back in time.

[He takes a deep breath and glances between the two, then lowers his head again, shifting uncomfortably.]

And... and I can't go back. It's not just that I'm dead, I...

[His hand in Link's clasps tighter.]

I'm not...

[I'm not real, I shouldn't exist, so how can I go back?]