[ An older version... of himself. The idea is so simple, almost obvious, but Link hadn't thought to try that. It's kinda charming, actually, in how earnestly it was suggested to try to help. He smiles. ]

Well... alright. Worth a shot.

[ He looks back down into the pool and squints, doing his best to focus and give it an honest try. ]

Me, but older. Maybe... white hair...? Or would he have been younger when I was born... [ Thinking aloud, he places his hands in his lap. ] ...I know that he was a soldier. A member of the Royal Guard. And that I followed in his footsteps. That's how I ended up a soldier myself.

[ Link did know his father, once. He knew him well into his early adulthood. This isn't a situation where he was orphaned as a small child, or a wanderer's bastard. He should have a lifetime of memories about his father, but he doesn't. ]

Would I have had siblings...? [ he mutters quietly. The surface of the pool is still. Nothing is happening. ]