“Leia would be good. He might listen to her.”

Link lifted his head and gave Clef a hard look. “Stop. He literally just said his feelings are hurt. To keep insisting you’re right isn’t love of any kind. You’re so keen on being right that our feelings don’t matter at all.”

The hero stood up, looking miserable. “Clef. We need to find someone you might respect enough to listen to. If you hear from a third person, maybe…”

He tried again. “Maybe you’ll start to understand us better. The real us.”