Hidden deep in the forest behind the castle ruins lies an overgrown path, known only to the oldest maps. Zelda followed him — not out of command, but compulsion. She’d seen him fight earlier that day: a brutal display of precision and barely restrained fury. She hadn’t meant to chase him. But now she’s here. She moves in slowly, sitting beside him and giving him time to register her presence.

Hi there sweetie, you know who I am, do you not?

Your sword, it’s Sheikah made correct? I recognise its markings. My attendant has something similar on her weapons.

Turning to face him, trying to be sincere and understanding that he may not be used to people.

Would you like to come back to the castle with me? I can offer you a job as my bodyguard, so you don’t have to steal food anymore.

Will you think about it? Or at least let me show you around? We have several lovely spots to relax in the castle grounds, without others if you so choose, well other than me of course. I’m sure I can find you some similar clothes and you can use my training spot if you’d like. I use a rapier, but I’m sure I can teach you a thing or two. You can stay with me, In my quarters. I have several beds if you don’t want to share with me, though I would feel at ease if you did my darling.

I’ll give you a moment to think about it, I’ll just sit here with you for a while.