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The guard didn't answer beyond another sympathetic look, returning to focusing on her job.
Which left Link a second to mentally scrub off the worst of the ick and reorient his brain to the shopping list he had in front of him.
-Clothes for Zelda
-Make-up for Zelda
-Hair clips for Zelda
-Jewelry for Zelda
He desperately wished he could convince the bartender at the Noble Canteen that he was old enough for a hard drink. He'd happily add that to his shopping list.
Although the story of the One-Eyed Wolf Queen surfacing in his brain made him realize that while Zelda had said never mind on finding journals, if he was going to write down any of the history she wanted- and some of the old stories that had interested him growing up -he was going to need at least one of those himself. And it wasn't likely that Zelda would think to get any for him. So add that to the list. At least it was something for himself and not lots and lots of dress up accessories.
He wasn't sure where to find journals, or even any sort of books in Gerudo Town, but surely someone had to know.
Well, first things first. The woman that was selling clothing had her stall immediately to the left of the entrance into town, and Link made a beeline for it.
The vendor had a number of clothes for sale, though they were all fairly close in cut and style to the ones she had up on display dummies. Honestly, the outfit could be identical to his, for all it mattered, it was the fact that he had no idea what Zelda's size would be. He knew it'd be better safe than sorry to just guess big, since clothes could be taken in a size or two, but he had made a point of not noticing specifics about her measurements, and therefore had no idea how big was big enough to be too big.
This plan wasn't thought all the way through.