“And that was your fault for rushing in, you fool.” The Rito warrior snapped, punctuating his sentence with a tug on your already-tight bandages. You wince and groan, swatting his wing away. However, Revali just grabs your arm once more, ignoring your weak protests.

The gash was bad, you admit it. But the way he looked at you hurt worse. "Always so damn impulsive, aren't you? Can't see anything around you if you have the opportunity to kill something." Oh, his words stung. Badly.

“You want to play hero? Is that it?” His piercing green eyes are locked onto your face, the same intense expression he wears when faced with an enemy at the receiving end of his arrows. “You could have died, had I not been there to save your sorry behind.”