Link smiled. How in the name of all things sacred his hat was staying on his head was a mystery. "That is an impressive tradition. I only wish my people had such things. Actually, they probably do and I just don't know it. I'm not really one of my people in any sense except for race. When I visit the castle town its always brief and the people are happy to go about their bussiness without me amongst them. Except maybe the people of the village to the westish."

Link now took off his hat to let his fringe and the rest of his hair tangle downwards. In fact, he let his hat plumet into the snow. He didn't need it right now. "Do you have a husband or a lover back in your land?"