[Ganondorf is momentarily surprised to see him arrive by song, but it doesn't show on his face. He merely takes a moment to study the boy. He recognizes the gauntlets - Nabooru had attempted to steal those. The Master Sword is of course, familiar. He knows it's a dangerous weapon, but he has little to fear from a novice swordsman. More importantly, he can tell this is not the Hero of Ordon. Yet at the same time, he's too old to be that whelp from the forest. Curiouser and curiouser.
He betrays none of what he's thinking, merely turning away to walk away from the plaza, so they can have some more privacy.]
Follow me, boy. What we discuss is not for prying ears.
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He betrays none of what he's thinking, merely turning away to walk away from the plaza, so they can have some more privacy.]
Follow me, boy. What we discuss is not for prying ears.