Link had to resist the urge to sigh. He knew that hesitating wouldn't look out of place, but looking long-suffering would be a bit much.
I hope that woman knows what I go through for her, he grumbled to himself.
It wasn't even that he was about to sit still and let a strange woman put makeup on him; as long as she didn't do a terrible job and make him look ridiculous, he didn't care. It wasn't something he'd normally do, but makeup was something people who were fussier about their appearances used than he was. He was only doing it now so he could help Zelda with something important to her.
It was that Riju was going to give him shit over it.
I predict with a 70% certainty that the queen will see for herself when you are able to assist her with what you would learn by allowing this Gerudo woman to demonstrate as she wishes, the Sword replied.
Now it was really hard to not look extremely tired, because really, did she have to be a smartass?
Reluctantly, he nodded. "If you think it would be easier," he consented.