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[Zant is reclining on his throne, a bemused smile on his lips can be seen thanks to the exposed mouthpiece]
I suppose I should feel flattered that you chose me as your muse, but I must ask: why the change of heart? You've had the game for what, nine years, and you've now decided to play it again? Also, there's one other complaint I have...[The helmet recedes completely, revealing his face as he hops off the throne.]
I DIED!!! Must you take me from when I have lost EVERYTHING?! From when I was defeated and humiliated by that Midna and her pet dog?! [As all this is said, Zant wildly waves his arms about before hopping up and down like a child. He then takes a moment to compose himself with a few deep breaths.]