Oh hell. They're almost there, the Soldier can see the torch just barely in the distance, wavering between too close and too far, but clearly far enough away that they can't hear it or smell the hot wood. Is there trouble so close to home? "Link?" they ask warily, before realizing that the red flickering is not in fact their perception giving them fits, but rather Link's lantern.

They promptly let go of his fur. "Hey. It's okay. You're okay. We'll wait a second."