Ah yes, the promise of quiet time to himself. He'd be feeling the adrenaline crash from the internal panic at finding out Zelda had told anyone about the missing Triforce piece when he got home, he might actually be wanting that nap.
Link shrugged, taking the packaged wheat first, dropping it into the Slate's inventory, then the milk, then the paper, pausing to eyeball just how much paper that was. Was she trying to rebuild an entire library from scratch or something?
"Don't ask me what this is doing. Best I can guess is that it's turning stuff into some sort of energy. I dunno. I just know that it's the same thing it does to me when I use it to hop around the kingdom at ridiculous speeds."
The blank and yet somehow alarmed look on Pruce's face to told him that that little bit of information hadn't made it to Pruce yet. "Pruce? How do you think I was getting all those pictures in one day?"