Back up to the tower. Out of that clunky armor. He checked the time on the Slate; one-thirty in the afternoon. Okay, good, he didn't have to change plans and go down to Gerudo Town first so he caught Riju before she went to bed.
Which meant on went the Zora greaves and the armor that he felt vaguely uncomfortable wearing. The only reason he did at all was when he knew he was going to be at least knee deep in water, and the Ne'ez Yohma was just that- knee deep in water. Even though it was really all he had left of his best friend, its intention, and the fact that he would've turned her down, made it feel inappropriate for him to wear. Maybe if his answer would've been yes, or even a neutral 'I don't know yet,' he wouldn't feel awkward, or at least less awkward.
But for better or for worse, it had been made for him by one of the few people he was close to after Marin died, and his dearest friend all his life, and he couldn't quite bring himself to just hide it in the Slate's inventory and refuse to wear it because of its inappropriateness. If nothing else, it was helpful for him, and that's really all Mipha had ever wanted to do, long before he would've hit whatever arbitrary point in his growth that made her see him differently. Having her healing magic somehow felt different from the armor. The healing was always there, but the armor was tangible. He could feel it in his hands when he pulled it from the Slate's inventory, the way it fit perfectly- to an unnerving degree, because he wasn't sure exactly how she'd gotten his measurements that accurately without an old fashioned tape measure.
Properly dressed for wading around in Zora's Domain, he selected the Ne'ez Yohma shrine's travel gate and clicked 'travel.'
One thing he was grateful about the Domain- the weather was consistently moderate-to-warm, which meant that the water he had to wade around though there wasn't cold. The greaves and armor may have been waterproof, but they didn't block out the temperature difference between him and the water he was half-submerged in. So while he didn't like water much in general, he at least wasn't uncomfortable as he shuffled over the wet stone floor until he was on dry land and wasn't at risk of slipping and landing on his ass.
Zelda's instructions regarding the pictures for Zora Domain were about as vague as the ones for Goron City, though her reasons were somewhat different. Somewhat. Neither the Gorons nor the Zora wore what would qualify as clothes for the other tribes, but what she was wanting for visiting Goron City was more about practical, so not much was needed for him to do. Zora's Domain, however, she had grander designs for.
He just hoped she knew that she needed something she could either get up out of the way of the water by the shrine, or something water-resistant or -proof at least from the waist down. With that thought in mind, he made sure to get a picture of the little alcove the shrine was tucked in. Sophie would probably need that much at least.
Link decided to get the pictures before talking to Dorephan, just for the sake of making it easier to pry away from attempts at extended conversation. And, if nothing else, if he had to go look at Ruta before he could leave, at least he wouldn't accidentally forget to take the pictures at all from distraction.
Dunma and Rivan said hello to him as he passed by to take a picture of the Domain from the front, watched him curiously, but didn't press conversation as he went back into the Domain proper.
He felt weird, just walking around taking pictures, but the Zora at least knew that he was a bit weird and that he had technology that did equally weird things, so nobody really stopped to wonder at him too much.