He liked the idea of any fairy being attached to him, any weight to his name. But he honestly did not consider Navi his, despite the lie he told to get on her nerves. She was a messenger, and that was it. So he wasn't very hurt when the little, lit up thing profusely refused to agree with him. He chuckled when Saria tried to make him feel better. Lani was a sweetheart for all he could gather. Most creatures were here. He tucked the sentiment of becoming friends after a fight away. He might have to turn that on Saria one day. He wondered how well the good natured Kokiri ate her own words. Not that making up with something like Navi wasn't enticing.<br/><br/>His sharpest teeth showed when Saria reacted, miserable for the blink of an eye, when he applied pull to her strands. It stirred something in him that was also present when he sparred with someone who couldn't easily best him. Link knew it was a villain's trait but it was an itch he indulged in scratching from time to time. He thought it was part of his personality, but he knew there was one or two upstanding mothers that would call it a quirk or even a perversion. How could he resist when it was like eating a particularly sweet berry with his heart?<br/><br/>"I like the faces you make." he said honestly, and then only gently rolled her hair around his fingers. It wasn't a threat anymore. She was laden with blood underneath her cheeks now, and he let himself have an eyeful. Saria, like most here, was very beautiful and animated. He was pulled out of his indulgent admiration when she spoke again. He gasped and nodded with eager. "Yes, yes! Navi told me. That's where I'm headed now." It's his claim to fame. Even if nobody said it, it was a bit odd for someone of his age not to have a fairy assigned, and not to have any budding myth woven about him. This, at least, was forward motion, and quite a big step, for that matter. Maybe he'd get to test his mettle, after all.<br/><br/>His excitement ate up even her natural prettiness in his mind, and he got up. She was even afforded the courtesy of a quick roll of his wrist so there'd be no green straggles stuck in his grip. "Comon, then." he said to Navi, who seemed otherwise occupied with Saria's companion. He winked at Lani. He was starting to appreciate her better when put up against this new ruffian fly.<br/><br/>He tried lifting Saria back on her feet so he could brush her off. "So, did you come here to congratulate me? I am not as big on well wishes as I am on physical celebration." he added with some pride in his own wit. He didn't get to brag a lot, but this morning was providing him with ample opportunity, wasn't it? He might have been a bit opportune with where his hand focused on most when he cleaned her off.