Link had seen better days, it was true. The white creatures which had dragged him in had been none too careful in his handling, with the result that he now sported several bruises - and his journal had been taken. His one link with the outside world, gone.

His almond eyes fixed this blue-haired man with a flinty glare, the thousand-yard-stare of a seasoned warrior which would have been comical were it not for the hard resolve behind those youthful eyes.

"What do you want with me?" he asked through gritted teeth, calling all his defenses to mind - he didn't have many, honestly. A few spells, some contortions that could perhaps regain him the use of his legs, if not his arms, and basically nothing else. Not even a deku nut...