Accepting the drink but now certain that he wasn’t the bartender, he continues towards the door after being reminded about the carrots at the stable. Link heads out back to where the stable is, leading his horse with him, and lets him have a bite to eat, while drinking the nice strong drink that was slid to him.  “Ahh yea that hits the spot!” he says out loud.

Walking back into the bar, he finds a table that’s empty and takes a seat, taking in the scenery and seeing all of what is going on.  Continuing his drink, he feels the nice warmth finally hit the spot and relaxes for a bit.

Still concerned about the injured women he spotted and hearing the words asking for a doctor, Link heads to [@timelord1101] and removes from his bag a jar of fairies.  “I don’t know if this will help, but it’s all I have to offer.  If not is there anything I can do for you?” he asks.  Very sure it wouldn’t help but he couldn’t resist at least try and help.

Taking the last sip of his drink he places it aside but keeps note to bring it back to the bar afterwards.