As blood began floating in the water around them, Link and Chance both stared in shock. Link immediately went from angry to worried. "I-I'm so sorry! Are you alright?"<br/><br/>Chance snapped his fingers and a cloth appeared in his hands, which he used to bandage Ester's wound. Chance looked thoughtful as he finished wrapping up Ester's arm "Link, I think we should bury the hatchet and start over. If we don't, we may end up hurting Ester in more ways than a gash in her arm."<br/><br/>After doing a bit of thinking himself, Link nodded. "Well, your masks did help save the planet from blowing up... and I really can't stop you from dating my daughter if she was willing to get her arm almost chopped off to save your life." He turned to Ester. "Alright, you have my permission to date him. But the fact still remains that we need the Band to play, and without the lead vocalist, we can't." He pulled her into a hug. "I know I don't say it often enough, but I love you... I'm sorry about getting so angry at your boyfriend. Can you forgive me?"