Link rubs at the back of his neck, at little bashful at attention. But there's a flash of a grin across his face, because yes, Link did see it. And just like Luke, he did get just a little bit of a kick of seeing that guard's face too.

There's just something special about the way people flailing about when struck in the head.

"I'm Link." He looks at the offered hand for a moment, briefly puzzled until he remembered sometimes seeing people do this when meeting at the stables or the market. He reaches back with his own hand, and shakes Luke's with the careful, deliberate manner of someone who hasn't really done this very often.