[ His admonishment stirs a pang of guilt, because Zelda hadn't even thought to tell anyone what she went through. She survived the encounters. Louis treated her injuries, and she his (up until he abruptly decided he'd had enough of that and bolted from her home). She's been doing well enough since then. Why trouble someone needlessly?

Because he is her friend, a part of Zelda reminds herself. She need not try to do everything on her own. If she can rely on her friends in Hyrule, she can do the same here. ]

I apologize for not telling you sooner. I did not wish to trouble you if it was not necessary.

[ She pauses on his offer, looking around her small apartment home. She hasn't been able to cook lately and she has been paying a doctor at a nearby clinic to change her dressing since she can't do it properly left handed. ]

I am in no immediate danger, but... [ She hesitates. She feels like she'd be imposing. ] it would be nice not needing to pay someone to change the bandage. It is beyond my skill to do left-handed.