At least Link doesn't mind company that looms. He's kept plenty of it - Prince Sidon, the Gerudo, the Gorons - so by now? Size is hardly a thing that intimidates him. He's also an attentive listener while he eats, largely because hardly a second goes by that his mouth isn't full with the next bite of something else. Hythlodaeus has found the trick to instantly earning himself a rapt audience.

And, well. The subject is Zelda. Of course Hyth has Link's full attention (mostly).

The chewing does slow down, somewhat, as Hyth continues and Link gradually processes what his new dinner companion is trying to get across - and it takes him a moment, because Link has so seldom been the recipient of such sincere empathy, unprompted and offered without condition. Neither before nor after the Calamity.

After a beat of silence, Link thinks he knows what he wants to say.

"Thank you. ...there's not many who understand."

He takes a deep, grounding breath, like his hands and chin currently covered in sauce.

"You're right. I'm very fortunate. This is... another chance."