Sidon hung back a moment, watching his friend's retreating back, wondering what it was that Link had been seeing, because it wasn't the here and now. Whatever it was, it was deeply upsetting, and Sidon couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to it than whatever grief Link associated to the home of his departed friend.
But whatever it was, Link wasn't telling, and Sidon knew that the only way he'd ever get Link to say was to be patient and wait. Link trusted him with information that few- if any -knew beyond him, Sidon knew that if he waited, Link's trust would extend to saying whatever had been on his mind.
So he hurried to catch up to Link, calling up to his father as they got close enough to catch the king's attention. "We have a visitor, Father," he said.