Sidon barked out a laugh at that. "I should say the very same to you," he warned her, slinging his quiver, his bow over his shoulder. "Fortunately, for the both of us, I have absolutely no intention of doing any such thing."

His grin, however, seemed to suggest otherwise, especially as he added, "But I shan't make any promises."

This was, after all, the place where he'd been swallowed by a giant octorok. But she didn't need to know about that...yet.

"Are you set?"