Link nods once, then twice. Once for each question: Yes, it's a honeyed apple. Yes, he made it. Link likes eating - but he likes the cooking, too.

He follows her to the grassy patch. Sits down. Taps at the Slate again, this time pulling out a second honeyed apple. This one, Link starts to eat himself.

Will he feel like talking, after eating the apple? Maybe. He doesn't know.