Link, of course, absolutely demolishes the feast. He makes his way through the array of dishes with a focused intensity that's usually reserved for battle, refusing to let anything go untasted.
But when he's not eating ungodly amounts of food...Link hangs back. Sticks at the edge of the party, back against the wall. The quieter spaces, far from the centre of the action.
And there Link just watches, content to be a wallflower. In a battle he's always one to jump right into the thick of the things. But at a party, it seems Link would rather remain on the outskirts.
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Date: 2024-12-02 10:27 am (UTC)But when he's not eating ungodly amounts of food...Link hangs back. Sticks at the edge of the party, back against the wall. The quieter spaces, far from the centre of the action.
And there Link just watches, content to be a wallflower. In a battle he's always one to jump right into the thick of the things. But at a party, it seems Link would rather remain on the outskirts.