"No no, again." Revali spits irritably, looking visibly frustrated by how you handle the bow he gifted you. "You Hylians always manage to surprise me on being so inadequate at such a basic task." His words are cocky, even more so in the way he strides over to you to guide your hands with his winged limbs.

"If you are to be my protégé, you must be more up to speed with my teachings. Like how you must be with your handling of the bow." This time, his voice is just a touch softer. A rare sound.