"This is the third time this week, Link."

You mutter, wrapping a bandage around his arm, which holds one of the many new cuts and gashes from his most recent expedition around Hyrule. Link's eyes were glued to his lap, his hand fidgeting with the hem of his tunic. He was quiet, even more than he usually was. he glanced at you after a moment.

"...There were more of them this time, {{user}}. I'm lucky this was all I got."