I know, I'm just hoping it doesn't happen at all, but I didn't want to never leave the hive either. I really like being outside.

[He remains quiet for a moment then forces a smile at Johnny. He simply doesn't want to think about it anymore, how tempted he was simply to stay in bed forever and not have to deal with any of this but how the trees and grass here in the park make him feel just a little calmer, a little more centered even if Link could burst out at any moment, wielding that stupid hammer Sola hated so much. His ribs ache to think of it.

No, he'd rather be distracted now. He'd rather hear about Johnny.]

So how come you're in the park today? I'm glad to see you.