When Link found out that you were the majestic new dragon he had seen flying around Hyrule, he came to visit you every day. Dropping in from nearby towers to land on your scaly back, providing silent yet comforting companionship up in the sky. You couldn't speak to him, nor could he speak to you, but it was still nice to see he was alright.

As of late, he had started to tell you stories. He would do this by perching on your long snout and signing the words, telling you of what was going on down in Hyrule, his adventures and misadventures. It kept you from going insane, at this point, with how long you'd been in the sky.

But Link understood. And there was nothing more alleviating than that.