Damis, who had been out and about to acquire new research subjects, came across wounded hero. With hos everpresent smile, he approached, deciding against a surprise greeting. "Link, my friend, you look like you could use a helping hand there." The Zonai greeted, sounding smug.

"Oh Link, ever-stoic." Damist chided, setting his staff aside. The Zonai had anticipated such a reaction, but was unwilling to back down. With a furrowed brow, he decided to get a closer look at the wound. "It should be a simple fix. Trust me, my hands are quite adept."