[ with a blank stare, Link realizes he's not being assaulted by the Exceptionally Not Cute familiar. he'd still feel happy holding the Master Sword and letting it do the judging?
but after he adjusts his course to go back toward Nadril... ]
No! No trouble. But I don't know how long I'll be able to hold on.
[ they're not as high up, but his grip is weakening due to the slickness of the snow and low-hanging clouds. ]
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but after he adjusts his course to go back toward Nadril... ]
No! No trouble. But I don't know how long I'll be able to hold on.
[ they're not as high up, but his grip is weakening due to the slickness of the snow and low-hanging clouds. ]
... I wonder if snow is soft.