He studied her, quiet, thinking. It hadn't occurred to him until just then how lonely her being the only one to really remember everyone was going to be for her. He wished there was some way to make his memories return faster, but even Impa hadn't had much to offer except hoping seeing familiar places would trigger something, and she was the oldest Sheikah who knew anything about what the effects of the Shrine would be.
Not a lot of help there.
He settled on not commenting on that just yet. "You're welcome," he said, turning back to his soup. "Hope that wasn't too personal of a message for me to be giving."
He knew it was, he knew a lot more of what that was all about than he was letting on, but that seemed like such a personal thing between Zelda and Urbosa that he didn't feel comfortable going into it.