“Link,” he says. Gladio’s bow feels somewhat familiar, as a gesture, but Link doesn’t repeat it.

Greeting etiquette isn’t exactly something Link has retained much memory of. He remembers kneeling before Zelda, and the King. But they didn’t do anything back. The rules are opaque to him, so he just…doesn’t bother with them.

He gives a little nod of the head though, so that’s something.

“…Do you have boots?” Gladio mentioned boots before. Link’s middle is warming up nicely, but his feet - not so much.