[Something has done a number on him, alright. Sheik hums his acknowledgment - a quick and quiet noise, as though brevity will lessen the sting of guilt he feels - while he carefully plops himself down against the base of Link's tree, turning his attention towards gently massaging the strained muscles around his foot.]

... Catching Ganondorf's attention is less of a concern in this place.

[He offers by way of explanation, and the excuse tastes foul upon his tongue, but it's not as though he can say anything more. So, he deflects.]

Why don't you tell me of what you have been up to in the time it has taken us to meet again? Have you attempted to make use of what they call "dreamotion" yet?