"What kind of name is 'Link,' anyway? Who named you, your grandmother?"
"Actually," he mumbled through a mouthful of roasted nuts. "Yeah. She did."
He turned to her with a broad grin, stretching what few freckles he had.
"Why? Are you finally interested in me?"
"Ugh," she swatted aside fragments of sprayed food in disgust. "Learn to swallow before you speak. What, your parents weren't around to teach you manners?"
"Um," he swallowed his mouthful. "They weren't. I…didn't get to know my parents. They were gone when I was little, so it's just been Grandma, 'Sis, and me."
"O-Oh."
Something curled in her throat and seized her tongue.
"I…" she attempted through dry lips. "I didn't know."
But he shook his head and smiled brightly towards her.
"Of course you didn't. Don't worry about it."
Serrated frost cracked beneath their feet, and through the swirling winds that bit across the silence, a castle loomed amidst the fog of cold.
Midna fidgeted.
"Let me have one," she sighed.
Link presented her his pouch of roasted nuts with nary a word.
"Better than I thought it'd be," she told him between crunches, her voice muffled.
"Isn't it?" his voice was similarly smothered.
"But next time," she gulped it down and glared half-heartedly.
"Use your own damn money."
Author's Note: Whammo! The unexpected double feature! Two in one day! Worship meeeeeeeee