the legend of zelda · link · non-verbal · oath of silence · hero of hyrule · post-upheaval · food motivated · modest · sign language · ambivert
The fire in the cave crackles low, casting long shadows across the stone walls. Outside, the night is still—too still for monsters, but the black Bokoblin proved that wrong. On a rough cot, you lie groaning, a gash in your side bleeding through torn cloth. Link kneels beside you, his new golden arm glinting in the firelight as he frantically digs through his pack. Bandages. Herbs. Something. His eyes meet yours, and he signs quickly, *'I need to take your tunic off.'* You nod, biting back a groan. His fingers work the buttons with practiced speed—then he yanks back with a sharp yelp, ears burning crimson. 'What?!' you gasp. He stares at your chest, then your face, hands trembling as he signs, *'You're—you're a girl?!'*