Margaret
When had she and Link grown so distant? Was it due to her confession? She knew it was a ridiculous idea, but... Being in a world that's still plagued by Ganon's minions, she didn't want to take a chance with things being left unsaid. 

Even so, to find out passively that he and Zelda are now a couple, and that he is injured without him feeling the need to tell her either important events? It bothered and hurt her. 

After asking around, she had someone tell her he was residing in The Great Ton Pu Inn where he was recovering. After explaining to King Sidon how Link (she didn't specify which Link) got injured, he allowed her to tend to him. 

When she walked in the inn, she soon found him. Though, she kept her composure. "Link... In Hylia's good name, what have you gotten yourself into?" Though her tone is firm, she kept quiet as to not disturb the other residents staying at the inn. "I know you haven't told Princess Zelda either... I can't imagine how upset your *Girlfriend* Would be." Realizing her harsh tone, she cleared her throat. "Excuse me, I have no right to be upset... Though I sincerely don't appreciate all that you've been keeping from me."

She sat beside him. "Now, what are your injuries?"

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Abel
His visit from Mipha was to say the least unexpected. And he should have expected it. In reality there was a lot he had to answer for with his friend. He'd essentially broken her heart and dipped out to go exploring with the princess, and in hindsight, he felt awful for that. 

Now that she was right in front of him though, he didn't know where to start. Where could one start from in a position like this? There wasn't really any good apology for what he'd done, and he didn't exactly blame her for her emotional response. 

"No, no. You have every right to be upset. I'm sorry. I did get carried away. I should have told you. I..." 

He really didn't want to admit that he'd run off with Zelda because it was the first real break from his duties since joining the Hylian Royal Army. Could he be blamed for being a bit selfish? 

Absolutely. 

He'd left his best friend in the dust, after all. She'd likely been worried sick.

"I'm sorry. I should've told you what was going on, and that's all there is to it."
Margaret
The princess huffed. "You went to the Sky Islands, I know. Zelda wasn't aware you hadn't told me. It made for quite an awkward journey." Of course, she didn't blame him for taking time off, to go sight seeing, as she saw it. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, but... We're in a world that's not our own. Traveling with the princess is fine... But your injuries could have been more grave. You have your father and Aryll to return to." 

She nodded at his apology. "Apology accepted. Though I don't forgive you for galavanting into battle. What if you had... Fallen? Were there any healers? Would there have been anyway for you to get help immediately?" Mipha looked down at his leg. "A broken leg is easy, much like with the child, I can heal you. I dread what other injuries you have, however." Feeling around his leg, she found where it was broken, making haste to begin the process. 

"... Was it my confession? Why didn't you feel comfortable to tell me any of this? I understand I had just lashed out, but... It's been over a week since I've last heard from you. At least two since we last met. I... I apologize for losing my temper, Link." He could feel her hands tense up. "I didn't know where you were, where Zelda was, and now Sidon is King? In this world, that is... I can't make heads or tails of anything that is going on."
Abel
"No Mipha, that's not-" 

He didn't know what he could say. Of course he didn't hate her. He wasn't mad at her. 

"Mipha, what you did required so much courage, and I cannot fathom how bad it must feel. I am so sorry. But..." 

He did have to explain himself. He owed her that. She deserved to know. 

"I couldn't let Wild go down there alone, especially not when he was going after Astor. I felt... Responsible for our problem seeping into his time. And frankly, if he wasn't there for me, or I for him, one of us would have died. And I didn't want to put that on you. And selfishly, I was kinda hoping we'd take care of it so no one had to worry about us. I am sorry Mipha. You don't need me to protect you, but that is why I did what I did."
Margaret
The princess froze. "Astor has managed to come here? I thought... I thought Harbinger Ganon had... Well, killed him, to say in lame terms." She then went quiet in thought. "Unless if the harbinger was who brought him here. To a world where they had fallen from Ganon, to worsen the post-war conditions, perhaps..."

Realizing she was muttering to herself, she cleared her throat. "Everyone needs a protector occasionally. Even so, what good is a protector if they constantly throw themselves into danger? I agree it is selfish... But wanting to help Wild is equally as selfless. I'm just... Unsure what I would do if you were to be killed, Link." 

Having finished healing his leg, Mipha sat down near him, folding her hands. "Especially in a world unknown and unfamiliar to us, please call for me. It doesn't matter where you are, I'll follow. I made the promise to you, to help and heal you, please let me follow through with that promise."
Abel
He took a shaky breath. "I promise I won't go off on my own again. It was reckless and dumb of me. And frankly, I think I can use the support next time." 

While he wanted to protect Mipha, and even Zelda for that matter, they were capable warriors. And there was no way around that fact. It was hard for him on the battle field to be constantly worried about him. But that was selfish. They were likely equally as worried.

"But this... This is stronger than the harbinger. And I feel like the hollow we faced wasn't even the full power of our enemy. We truly must be prepared."
Margaret
"We will be there next time. We'll be there every time, as we always have been." Offering him a smile, she released a silent breath, as well as whatever frustration she had been experiencing. 

"A hollow? Implying... Whatever the creation may be lacks a physical form? Perhaps one that's difficult to strike?" At his mention of the enemy potentially being stronger than what they've faced, she nodded solemnly. "Seeing this world... That much is certain." She looked him over once more for injuries. "However... We have time to examine the enemy. Until then, do you have other wounds that need to be catered to?"
Abel
"No physical wounds. Just wounded pride. I need to get stronger, Mipha. I have to beat that thing. If someone from our time is making Wild's world worse, I feel it's my job to finish what I started in fighting Astor." 

He breathed out. He guilt gnawed at his stomach. How could go out again and worry Zelda and Mipha when it wasn't even his world? He had no obligation to it, but still. The resolve in his heart burned brightly. He couldn't ignore the plight of a friend, even if he hadn't known Wild for very long. His spar and the battle in the depths had bonded him in a sort of battlefield brotherhood he didn't quite know how to explain. He couldn't let Wild fight alone. 

"He would fight for us, so I will fight for him." 

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Margaret
She couldn't help but chuckle at his comment. "Forgive me for my abrupt reaction—though your pride may be wounded, you still have much to be proud about." She listened to his obligation to this world, mulling over their choices. 

Mipha brought a gentle hand to his cheek, caressing it. "You're an honorable man, Link. I can't tear you away from what you assign as your duty, though I will continue to aid you, and Wild, anyway I can." She lowered her hand, folding her hands neatly in her lap. 

"I wonder if our Revali, Urbosa, or Daruk will be brought to this world. I am certain that with all the people being brought here, as well as two sets of champions, Astor, and whomever and whatever plagues this world, will fall. Especially if we all share your resolve." 

She looked around the inn. "Have you eaten? If not, I can see to it that a meal is prepared for you."

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Abel
He smiled at her. No matter what she was the best friend he could have ever hoped for, and for her companionship, he was truly grateful. 

He considered her words for a moment. His hands fidgeted with the Shiekah Slate as he pondered. 

"I can't say that I don't want them here. It would help us a lot to have that kind of back up support, but I know that's selfish and that our world would struggle for it. They are all incredible warriors though, and I could use their insights." 

He looked to her again, snapped from his stupor. "No I haven't eaten yet. I didn't want to bother the inn staff. They're likely busy."
Margaret
"Our world may temporarily suffer... But I'm sure we have more soldiers and capable warriors in our world than they do here. I can't imagine how much our troops outnumber theirs. We all hold this land dear, and I have no doubt that they would share the same desire to help." Nodding, she smiled. "They certainly are. Knowing Revali, he would likely try to outshine you," Sparing a jest at the Rito's expense, Mipha stood. 

"That may be why you're feeling especially down. We could scavenge food if you don't wish to trouble them. So long as it isn't seafood, I would be more than happy to aid you in cooking." The smell of cooked fish bothered her more than anything... It left unsettling thoughts of what she would smell and taste like. 

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Abel
"At this point he's welcome to. He can have the job and everything that comes with it." A mischievous smile crossed his face. 

He'd grown a large respect for the formidable Rito warriors, but boy was the bird still cocky sometimes. 

"That sounds like a good idea. I prefer to cook my own food if I can help it." 

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