"Mmm," Zelda smiled into her tea as Impa told Link about Lucien and little Paya. If he was out playing with Paya, then things were obviously safe here in the village. She felt the tension in her shoulders relax some at the thought. The safety of that little girl was even more paramount than that of her own, and for good reason. At least, that's how Zelda saw it. And for good reason, too. The children of this village were the future of their kind, and there were precious few of them.<br/><br/>She turned a bit from the fire to study Link's half-bared form. Despite the weeks of healing with Mipha, the young man was a mess. Zelda found herself frowning as she considered him. That would have to stop. She'd have a talk with Lucien and as soon as Link was well enough, he'd have to start training. Lucien would know best, but maybe Link could start with some of the exercises Lucien began each day with even now?<br/><br/>The sun was setting outside, and cast long shadows into Impa's house, while anointing Link's bare torso with a golden light. Zelda stared, watching the play of the light on his skin and against his thin muscles.