Ghirahim : *is flipping pancakes*

Time : *is feeling down for awhile*

Fi : *is reading a newspaper while noticing Time has a problem* Your countenance shows discontent. What is wrong?

Proxi : Link is worried that he'll never go through puberty.

Fi : Of course you will, we are just a family of late bloomers. When Ghirahim and I were your age, we were just wee daggers.

Time : *raises an eyebrow utterly at her statement*

Proxi : Why does that matter? Link's adopted.

Fi : *gasp*

Ghirahim : *suddenly shows up holding pancakes as he yells* What?! Oh my god! Who told you?!