Link frowned, looking down at the ground between them. He was still trying to take this whole situation in, and he was stuck without a sword in a place filled with monsters. But he had to remain optimistic. This was just another puzzle- another maze set in front of him. He would come out on top. He always did. But to do that, he needed to find his sword. Getting his tunic back would be good, too. The mail would at least keep him safer at night.

The young hero looked back up at Sora, shocked when he mentioned brainwashing. His ears drooped a bit.

"You mean... they're controlled by the people here?" Link had certainly seen that before- the site of Ganondorf's spirit invading the Princess' corpse still made him feel ill. But by the way Sora spoke of the control, it was fleeting. That was a relief.