You beckoned Link? Where shall the winds carry us today?
Actually, I was meaning to talk to you about that
Holy Shit! You can talk?!
Of course I can talk
I'm a boy. You're the possessed boat.
KING boat, thank you very much.
You're still made of wood.
At least I can jump.
I was wondering how you always pop up right away when I play my flute.
Oh, I just teleport over.
Yeah. Do you think I would sail to you every time? That would take forever.
So you're saying instead of playing this stupid flute to change the winds and sail my ass for hours and hours we could have teleported across the ocean this entire time?
Then why the hell have we been sailing like suckers?
Your boots help get the knots out of my back