And he is infinitely confused at the fact that there's nothing to apparently attach anything else to, no tools, no bolts, just-

"Falling off of buildings isn't the best way to spend a Tuesday, lad." He grunts at the offending plant and wheels. "Let me guess: that shiny hand of yours is doing the holding when you should be using nuts and bolts to build whatever it is you're workin' on here."

He crosses his arms and turns to Link more fully. "What are you trying to build? A means of moving about with a bum leg?"