Link and Groose had returned to camp in a similar fashion to how they exited the temple, but this time Groose had actually put on his shirt. The sun must've just set over the horizon, because the orange-pink sky was quickly darkening. Everyone was gathered around the campfire when they got there, except for Zelda, who was sitting over on the observation deck. Link made eye contact with Pipit, tilted his head towards Zelda and furrowed his brow, silently asking Pipit if anything particular had happened. Pipit merely shrugged his shoulders and continued whatever conversation he was having with Fledge.
Link grabbed a bowl of soup before slowly walking over and taking a seat next to Zelda. They both sat in silence, simply watching over the clearing. After a few minutes, Link shifted his attention and just sat there with his eyes aimed on Zelda. She seemed so absorbed within her own thoughts that he was starting to doubt if she even realised that he was sitting next to her. Eventually, he coughed to grab her attention, and he watched as she gently shook her head, as if waking up from a trance. She looked over at him, and he watched as the life seemed to re-enter her eyes; whatever it was she was just thinking about, it was not something pleasant or lighthearted.
"What were you thinking about?"
"Oh you know, just regular goddess stuff."
"Like, say, destroying a gate?"
"Can we not?"
"Not what? Talk about it?"
"Exactly: I don't want to talk about it."
"We are not going to destroy it, end of story."
"Except this isn't the end of the story."