"Of course, he doesn't mind at all." If he did mind, Kulupa had the good sense to keep it to himself. Over a year under the rule of Midna's iron fist was more than enough time for him to learn what he should and shouldn't do and say -- just the way the imp seemed to like it. A good working relationship, she'd call it.

"Your job is only to make sure that you pack the things most important to you. And if... there's anything Link has left behind that might bring you comfort, that would be all right to take with you, too.

I'm sure... if there's anything like that, he would want you to have it, anyway."