Fairspell Meadow crowns sit heavy on the hearts of heroes

He's echoed, and Ganon's smile widens. The affirmation seems sincere, which is enough to stroke Ganon's ego for a brief moment. He has every right to be suspicious of any stranger he meets in this area, though at this point Ganon cannot be bothered by it. He does not see himself as blameless, nor does he see himself as punishable. Though he often asks himself how he could prove that to any vengeful wolves lurking nearby.

His mental attention seizes back to his own daydreaming. That obvious, huh? He chuckled sheepishly, his shoulders hunched in an apologetic shrug. His body relaxes for a moment, and he is silent, briefly thinking before his voice rumbles again, his voice losing the previously jovial tone it had taken in mockery of his own follies. Is your pack full?