Link puts his hand on his belly and smiles up at Mipha. He is hungry, but her hand on his neck is enough to distract him, at least for a bit longer.

He glances down at the farrier as he man moves closer - He recognizes the man, he's shoed and reshoed Link's horses often enough, but Link's not sure the farrier recognizes him.

Not many know now that he's a champion. To most, he's just a traveler, a man that's saved them and their friends from monsters, or cooked them a meal. A far cry from him now, bloody and in the back of a wagon, traveling with the Princess.

He sighs quietly and closes his eyes, the snipping noise the cutters make as they work through his chainmail lulling him back into a size.