Hylia soars across the sky. She's careful not to overexert her Loftwing. These noble beings are not beasts, she had once told Demise. They should be treated with respect. What they do for us is out of choice. Loftwings are our friends.
Hylia had never quite known why he insisted on being so brutal, always threatening and hurting others. Calming him was an ordeal, and she didn't know why he refused to accept her logic. It was quite simply easier for people to trust a gentle person. That was how she tried to convince him, on the rare occasion it came up in a conversation and she couldn't ignore it.
But the real reason was that she couldn't bear to see people hurt. Is that a weakness or a strength, I wonder...
Yet she couldn't deny that she admired Demise's strength and force of will, and when he was calm, he was intelligent, She had learned from him to look inside, not out. First impressions were deceiving. And Demise--her brother--was just that, her brother. If it came to it, could she kill him? It will never come to that. Would it?