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“This is stupid,” Link complains, sitting on a bench at the carpenter’s and holding out the finished cane as if it would bite him. It still smells of wood stain. “I don’t need this.”
“You’ll find it useful,” Ravio insists. He stands and offers Link a hand.
Seeing his expression, Zelda pokes his side. “At least make sure it’s the right height before we leave.”
Link sends her a sour look, but he’s never actually been truly upset with either of them. He takes Ravio’s hand and levers himself up. He overshoots his balance, and unfortunately his reaction is to use the cane in his hand to prevent himself from falling over.
Ravio keeps hold of Link’s hand until he’s sure that Link won’t fall. “See? Already useful. Take a few steps.”
Link groans, but he knows exactly how stubborn these two are, and he’s tired. He walks, setting the end of the cane down just barely on the ground.
Zelda stands up, using a cane of her own. “Okay, you actually have to put it on the good side—yep, switch it over—and use it to brace the bad steps.”
“That is going to hurt my shoulder,” Link complains, but at their urging, tries to actually use the cane the right way.
It helps. He’s mad about it.