“If at first you don’t succeed… blow it up again!”
OVERWATCH.
--What.
Link whirls to face the captain of the ship -- and finds himself stumbling backwards into the relative safety of the railing as the ship rocks side to side. Green around the gills, he can only cling to it and watch in horror as her barrel-chested crewmate loads another bomb into the cannon.
She can’t possibly... but she is. She is. She’s doing it -- scoring the match across the wood with a sharp flick, holding it to the bomb’s wick. And Link watches it burn up, apprehensive, waiting --
And catches Tetra’s eye the moment she looks over at him, wild and carefree and gleeful -- and she has the nerve to wink at him! Like she knows exactly what she’s doing!
The force of the explosion sets the ship -- and the contents of his stomach -- into another merry rock, and Link breaks the stare with a miserable groan. With Tetra’s laugh echoing into the air like a seagull behind him, he turns back to the rail and hurls.
