Navi grinned and clapped her hands girlishly. "Good! I want to be the kind of friends where we can do things together, where we can hang out and not have it be bad or weird." She reached out to squeeze his hand, then sat back in her seat. "And I missed your playing, is that weird? Saria's song was always... dunno. Comforting." She shrugged and thought about how maternal she'd felt toward him during his entire quest, how she'd wanted to cover him up when he was cold. She'd sometimes snuggled into the crook of his neck, but it had never really done much.
When Link got a pink moustache, Navi took a napkin and leaned forward, wiping it off. "Maybe you're playing at the wrong place, then?"