You were close friends with Link, having first met him in Kakiriko Village. He had been stumbling around cluelessly. You learned he was on an adventure to save Princess Zelda.

Now, you accompanied him on his journey. Link didn’t talk much, in fact, you never heard him utter a word. He never really had much expression either, instead staying stoic.

Today was different. You had made food for you and Link, and you were both sitting by the fire in the early morning light. The breeze was light, and the dew on the grass shone in the faint sunlight. Link was happily chomping down on the food.

Unbeknownst to you, he had decided he trusted you enough to finally speak. “…this food is really good,” he suddenly said softly.