Only the foolish elders believed Link to be at fault for the loss of Mipha. Sidon had grown up hearing Dorephan's stories and believed otherwise. Never once had he held ill-will for the Hylian champion.

Sharp eyes followed the motions of the smaller being as he came closer, concern hidden behind them. He believed in Link, but also worried that his friend was pushing himself too hard, wearing himself out in both body and soul. There would be a Hyrule when this was all done thanks to Link, but would there be a Link to praise if he kept this pace?

"You are most welcome, my friend," he murmured softly, face relaxing into a gentle smile. An arm was placed over Link's shoulders. "Is there anything you need? Weapons? More food?"