Mipha glances down, thumb lightly brushing back and forth against his hand. His had looked like for nearly as long as she'd known him, the only exception being when they first met and Link was a little tyke. Hers are the polar opposite, smooth even if a little bit cold and clammy. She hopes they provide comfort even as the healing aura is absent.

Her mind tries to imagine this girl, resulting in many different images, though she assumes they'd meet soon enough. "So are you," she says with a tilt of her head to the side. Did he mention that because of their obvious age gap? Even so, it's hard not to feel a tinge of jealousy in the back of her mind just as she did with Zelda years ago, although now...now things are quite, quite different.

"You know...that I could never be angry with something such as this......don't you?"