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[Link, completely unbothered by the day's rain, is out by the river this afternoon. He's been here many times in the past month; he's walked along it, he's walked over it, he's thrown all-purpose bait into it in a fit of blind optimism and come up empty handed. It's the only body of water around, and as someone who spent his life on a tiny island and recently developed a taste for sailing, he can't help but be drawn to it.
But there is a problem here. One that he hasn't seen addressed, and one that is becoming harder and harder to ignore, to the point where Link is even willing to speak up, without being spoken to.
Link peers down at his PDA seriously, for this is a matter of grave import.]
Are there any boats?
[Because he needs a goddamn boat.]
But there is a problem here. One that he hasn't seen addressed, and one that is becoming harder and harder to ignore, to the point where Link is even willing to speak up, without being spoken to.
Link peers down at his PDA seriously, for this is a matter of grave import.]
Are there any boats?
[Because he needs a goddamn boat.]