[ Link does not move. He continues to stare into the thick brush. The glint of the arrowhead catches his attention — he focuses on it and makes out her silhouette against the branches and shadows.

She looks like a Lynel, and at the same time, she doesn't. It's only looking at her from the front that he can clearly see her very humanlike face and upper body, so different from the pastiche of man and beast that makes up a Lynel's colossal form. That's different, too... she's not as big as a Lynel, not as tall nor as inhumanly bulky. It's not much different from gazing upon a very tall Hylian woman, if he ignored her bottom half. And her rounded ears.

He feels even more determined now to let his regrets be known, even if he has to leave without a proper apology. So he starts to step awake, backwards, keeping his eyes on her as he goes. ]

I mistook you for a cruel creature from my world. I was thinking too heavily about the rumors of monsters in this place.

[ He's trying his best to project his voice without yelling, but the thick woods seem to sap the volume of his words. With a sigh, he calls out even louder: ]

I meant no offense, and I'm sorry!