Link sits at Telma's bar, sipping a glass of milk that Telma had generously poured for him.

"Hopefully it hides the chu jelly taste," Telma says. "You took quite the blow back there."

Link wrinkles his nose as he sips the milk. It does little to mask the strange taste, but the healing properties of chu jelly can't be denied, so he forces himself to down the whole thing.

"Ah. Uh." He swallows, wrinkling his nose. The chu jelly works fast. The pain in his side begins to ebb. "It's fine. Thank you, Telma."

"Any time honey. Now you rest up, you hear? Can't have our best man dropping just yet." Telma winks and goes to see to the other customers.

Link sits at the bar in silence, staring at the empty glass. It had been a hard day. Some bulblins had grown bold enough to pass through the town gates. They were no trouble, but one had actually managed to graze him.

Link looks back at Telma. If he tries to leave now, he's in for a scolding.