(Link turns over to Link, an inquisitive look on his face. So many questions are on his mind... whether he beat Calamity Ganon yet, how many Divine Beasts he's freed, whether or not he remembers everything, where the hell Fronk's wife actually washed up to...)
(But, before all that... Link asks one far more important question. Holding up his Sheikah Slate...)
>("You have one of these?")
-Just outside the room, the hawk begins morphing back into an Andalite-
-It's... actually kind of hard to watch, as extra limbs and a tail sprout out from the bird. Organs rearranging and growing as the Andalite finally stands to attention-
-His eye stalks look around him as he turns to Marcia- <Ah, it's nice to be able to see all around me again...>
DeerLike— holy fuckballs giant woman!
-Pointing at Laura-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

Unsure exactly what to do, like a champion — and unlike the Champion before him — Link just stays in that stiff position while his counterpart takes a selfie with him. He forces a grin after he does so and says, "Good to meet you too."
He dropped his journal on the ground from the shock, earlier. The counterpart knocks it aside with his foot.
dead devotion