Link had the most bashful grin when Ike finally went to see him, his brows rose curiously as they went to the ramparts overlooking the soldiers. Needless to say...he had quite the story.
"...You're not mad?" Link asked curiously as Ike rested his forearms on the wall, brow furrowed in thought.
"Not particularly," he admitted. "...Sona has different...priorities than the rest of us, Link. She considers it friendship in a sense, her involvement was purely innocent, I bet...well, as innocent as...that can get."
"I don't know if I can keep up," Link admitted with a faint mumble.
"No kidding," Ike said dryly. "We're outnumbered, you know that, right?"
"Absolutely," Link said glumly. "I feel like we're in a cage filled with hungry predators."
"...Apt description," Ike chuckled, Link couldn't help but chuckle either. It was...nice to joke about something like that, especially when Hell was looming overhead, almost literally.
"She told me she wanted to have a kid with me, get married..." Link mused. "What do you think?"
"Why do you ask?" Ike said honestly. "I'm just a mercenary,"
"That's your key phrase for anything you don't want to answer honestly," Link teased dryly. "Come on, Ike...you're more than that, here. You're as much of a hero as I am, if not more."
"Nothing like that," Ike said. "...You've got reasons, I don't. I do what I have to, and nothing else...but that doesn't mean I don't like any of the people I've met here," he admitted. "...As for Zelda, well..." he muttered. "If you can handle that on your own, congratulations." Link's laugh was loud enough to have the guard below them glance up curiously as Ike's steely gaze brought them quickly back to their training.