Link holds his metal trash can lid out in front of him, looking at. It's got a new dent now, shaped like the nose of that missile. "I don't think it was a pot," he says. "It wasn't ceramic. And it was full of rotting food and random pieces of things."

The concept of 'rubbish' was a new one to Link. As were things like 'plastics' and 'garbage collection.' He'd just seen a bit shiny metal container, with a lid big enough to use as a shield, and promptly taken possession of it. The purpose of the mysterious metal container hadn't been pondered any further than that.

Somewhere out there, there was an annoyed resident missing the lid to their bin.