#;link

Now how often did Link actually eat stupidly large amounts of food? Not entirely often. Sure, he's eaten large jars of pumpkin soup made by yetis in Snowpeak but it wasn't like he did so often either. Besides, it didn't matter if he could if it meant he's going to help Sora win this plush!

"I've done weirder for prizes, I'm sure I'll be fine." Giving a cheerful and reassuring smile. Honestly, what he said was an immense understatement. Link rowed down massive waterfalls and flew with cuccos just for a few rupees, let alone a plush.

Luckily Link quite liked a lot of dishes, and being quite the country boy from a simple farm in Hyrule, it wasn't much of a surprise he'd order some kind of chicken and vegetable dish.

a thing that doesn’t change with time is a memory of younger days

He can’t help but admit that the dress was really pretty, but he was thinking of it more on Ilia than on himself. Yet he didn’t really vocalize it given Link often chose to not speak from his own distaste for speaking too much around those he can’t say he knows too well. 

Looking in his bag of rupees, he shows her that he’s just short of actually buying it. Blue eyes stare up curiously, would Eruingil pitch in? 

As much as Link wanted to say more, words were all but lost on him. As heroic and brave as he could be, Link had a tendency to do it all without saying a word or giving himself a moment to sit and say his feelings aloud. Only those close really knew the sound of Link’s voice properly, instead of fighting grunts and saying his own name to someone he just met. 

It’s why he let’s his heroic smile and determined facial expression do all that hard word instead. A nod of confirmation to her words. 

Opening up his map of Hyrule, he kneels down to lay it out on the ground for a better view. Brown gloved hands point towards what looks to be old ruins illustrated onto the map, looking up at her in excitement over visiting a new place.