Fortunately (?), the intruder is in no condition to fight, as she falls to her knees upon crossing the threshold into the room. The raggedy boots she scavenged to replace her slippers are worn thin, and her feet alternate between numbness and aching pain. As she grits her teeth and struggles to stand back up, it's obvious anyone in her position would be of no threat in the face of Link's skill and experience.

But then, even on a good day, Zelda would never be able to bring herself to fight Link.

She sees movement in her periphery and mentally scolds herself for not being more careful before she realizes hey, she recognizes that shade of green. She looks up, and freezes in a way entirely unrelated to the cold.

"Link...?"