[ Eat... like him? The significance of whether they... eat... similarly is a bit lost on him. Although Link probably also has no idea just how vigorously he's going to town on this ear of corn, either. As he chews a mouthful of kernels, he gazes at Dark, and speaks after another too-long pause. ]
I'm not little.
[ he definitely is though. he's definitely "little." ]
no subject
I'm not little.
[ he definitely is though. he's definitely "little." ]
So what if I eat like you?