[ It takes a considerable amount of effort for Link to sit up, even with Gavial's help. His limbs ache with stiff discomfort, similar to fever pains, and the dark cell spins around him while he moves. But as he sits up, he reaches across his chest with his opposite hand to grip Gavial's shoulder tightly. He knows her. She's a friend, someone he can trust. This is the first good bit of luck he's had in weeks. ]
Gavial — what are you... you're here...?
[ If she's sitting here in jail, it must mean that she got arrested by the city's forces. And in order to get arrested, she must have come to Springstar... and if she came to Springstar, then...?
He squeezes his eyes tight. This is all too much. ]
...I'm glad you're okay. [ Let's start with that. ]
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Gavial — what are you... you're here...?
[ If she's sitting here in jail, it must mean that she got arrested by the city's forces. And in order to get arrested, she must have come to Springstar... and if she came to Springstar, then...?
He squeezes his eyes tight. This is all too much. ]
...I'm glad you're okay. [ Let's start with that. ]