A: Dinner, unlike any other

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The child had healed, with the help of Mipha. His scars may be bad, but they were healed. 

He lay on a bed, the door was locked, to prevent him before running. He sat there, grumbling. His back ached, and he was bored, the worst thing for a kid. He drifted off to sleep, because the bed wasn't half bad.

"Dinner," a sweet voice said, knocking on the door. The kid was startled awake, and crawled back against the wall.

"You're supposed to say come in," the voice said again, this time sounding disaproving.

"Come in, I guess," the kid grumbled. A young red Zora walked in, carrying a tray which held two bowls of soup. "Who are you?"

"I'm Mipha, whats your name?" The Zora asked.

"I'm Link."

"Ok."

"Why are there two bowls of soup?"

"I thought I could keep you company while you ate, and I'm hungry also," Mipha said.

"Ok, thats fine," Link said.

And so, they ate dinner and talked, and that night, Link slept okay.

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