[He welcomes her to strike. There was once a time when she surpassed him at so many things. Perhaps he might never have surpassed her in speed, but time and dedication had allowed him to surpass her and everyone else in so many ways. He had even surpassed the witches in skill. There was still a boy inside who would welcome the chance to prove to her how far he'd come.]

Of that I have no doubt. [She may not bestow him that honor, but he still has his Gerudo pride. It defines him as much as it does her.] What is the aim of your wandering? Do you seek to shelter in the so-called neutrality of this place?