Link hovers around nearby, awkward and uncertain. He's dealt with his own sickness and injury, but not so much other people's. Not to mention Link's usual approach was to eat something filling or down an elixir; neither of which he had access to right now.

He ends up giving Rokuro a few stiff pats on the back, before opening up his Slate to see what he had. He didn't have any proper meals, but he'd managed to store away a couple of pieces of fruit.

"Apple?" he says, pulling one out and holding it out to Rokuro. Sure, the man had just thrown up, and probably didn't actually want to eat right now. But apples were still good for you, right? Maybe it would be better than nothing?