Link nods his head, with rapid enthusiasm. "My paraglider," he says, as he adds in a few more wind swirls next to the tiny flying figure.

It was something he wished he had here, even if flying it in this sandstorm would probably be a challenge. His instinct when exploring was always to get himself up high, and then launch himself off into the air to look around. Here in this place, he could do the first part...but not the second.