The small kitchen table is nice; Link sits at it dutifully, glancing around her kitchen as he waits. When she comes back with the tea and cakes, he doesn't hesitate to dig it.
At her request, however, he blinks in surprise. Of all the things he might have expected her request to be...that hadn't been on the list.
"You're a warrior?" he asks. Though the question feels like the wrong one to ask. Surely if she were a warrior, she'd already have been trained to use a shield?
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Date: 2024-09-04 12:35 am (UTC)At her request, however, he blinks in surprise. Of all the things he might have expected her request to be...that hadn't been on the list.
"You're a warrior?" he asks. Though the question feels like the wrong one to ask. Surely if she were a warrior, she'd already have been trained to use a shield?