Surprisingly, Ganondorf was a man who enjoyed music. Cloud Nine offered it, sometimes, in a way that was enjoyable enough for the large red haired man. He had noticed Faith was present, but she was of no interest to him. When she left, he lingered a little longer to listen to one last song. But as he was leaving, he stopped at the door long enough to listen to her message to the journals.

It was indeed an intriguing one. A girl who longed for vice in a town so utterly devoid of it.

Dressed in long robes rather than his usual armor, he descended down the steps as he walked past her. As she concluded her message, he spoke up with his own observation.

"The quiet life does not suit you, does it?"