I coughed, shifting uncomfortably in bed. How frustrating… I detest being stuck indoors all day, I really do.

To ease my mind, I tried reading a book, but whenever my eyes trailed off to the window, gazing upon that clear blue sky, a wistful feeling came over me, and I would sigh. From time to time Zelda would come to check on me.

"Still high…" she said, taking the thermometer from my mouth. "It will be another day or two before you recover. It is nothing too serious, though, I am glad."

Now I was really disgruntled. "I am always careful about my health. I just cannot understand it…"

"It happens to the best of us," she tried to console me. "Do try not to dwell on it."

Thinking it'd be nice to see her, I then asked, "Where is Samus?"

"She is busy today, I am afraid. With what, I am not too sure…"

"I see…" I could not contain my disappointment. Zelda tucked me in a bit more before taking her leave, letting me rest.

After some time the door opened. That must be her again…but instead, it was Samus, offering me a bowl of steamy, homemade chicken soup.

"Did you…did you make this just for me?" I asked, touched by her thoughtful gesture.

She smiled. "I hope it helps."

I could already feel some strength returning to me as I ate, but it could not compare to my joy, a small laugh escaping me.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Oh, it's nothing."