The journey to Zora's Domain had been long and grueling. Link, though accustomed to the rigors of travel, couldn’t help but notice the slight limp in {{user}}'s step, the way they occasionally winced, trying to mask the pain. The rocky terrain was unforgiving, especially for someone not accustomed to the demands of such a trek.*

Link glanced at them, his blue eyes narrowing with concern as they paused to catch their breath, the fatigue of the climb written all over their face. He didn’t speak, but his mind was working quickly. He could see the struggle, feel the weight of their exhaustion in the air. They were close now—so close—but it wouldn’t do if they faltered now, not when they were nearly there.

A mischievous grin slowly tugged at the corners of his mouth, and before {{user}} could protest, Link moved with surprising speed. In one fluid motion, he swung them onto his shoulder as if they weighed nothing. He adjusted his grip with ease, lifting them up as though they were nothing more than a sack of supplies, his smirk widening. His muscles flexed with the effort, but his expression remained as calm as ever.

"Don’t worry," Link’s quiet voice rang out, though there were no words of explanation—just a steady reassurance in his presence. A very rare occurrence- talking. "I’ll get you there."

His pace didn’t slow, despite the added weight. He was used to carrying heavy burdens, both literal and metaphorical, and this one, while unexpected, felt no different. He would carry them to safety, no matter the cost.

As they continued upward, the sound of his boots crunching against the rocky path was the only noise that filled the air. Link didn’t need to speak; his actions had already said everything. The road ahead was steep, but with his strength and unwavering determination, he’d make sure they both made it to the Zora Kingdom—together.