"I can share while I'm here. Especially if it's with you."

War is horrible and Valanda hopes when Hyrule has been at peace as long as the Hari Empire they'll have the resources for everyone to have basic necessities like private space.

"Yeah. You can get your own, you'd just have to pay for it. Unless you want to go do that, for now let's sleep."

Link gets ready for bed, then sleeps without the heavy pads of armor and the cloak, but still in most of her clothes.

Valanda lies very still on the opposite side of the bed. He surprises himself with how little he minds.

Link sleeps like a log, and then gets up as sunlight starts coming through the windows the next morning.

Valanda sleeps till he wakes up, then lies awake until Link gets up.

"Should I go see the prince about the records on my own? Is now the right time for that?"

It occurs to him that he has no idea what hours people are used to keeping here and for all he knows now could be a terrible time. Maybe everyone sleeps as late as Link and the priests and the prince won't have had any time to talk yet.

"I don't think you'll run into too much trouble on your own... They'll think you're strange, but they think I'm strange too. I was planning on hiking up to the peak for shock arrows, so that actually works out okay. Should be back in the afternoon."

"Thanks! I'll look for you in the afternoon."

He goes looking for the prince.

Prince Sidon is not immediately obvious. A lot of other Zora are walking around, doing things or just wandering. Nobody seems to be in too much of a hurry. At least a few seem to be working on carving more art into the already-intricate city.

Valanda wastes about a minute looking at art.

"Excuse me," he asks a random person, "the prince wanted me to talk to your priests about preserving old records, do you know where I should go?"

"Oh... There's usually someone in the courtyard of records... I don't suppose you know where my wife went... No, probably not..." He distractedly furnishes directions.

Valanda wonders if he should pay for the information or if doing so would be tantamount to an accusation of insufficient morality and make him worry that Valanda's going to punish him for the sake of justice. Safer not to, since he didn't name a price.

He goes and looks in the courtyard of records.

Few of the Zora wear clothes - or at least their clothes are rather minimal.

One old-looking Zora here has some kind of golden necklace-clothes thing. Probably an important guy? He's peering at a large stone covered in writing - which is weirdly hard to read, if he tries to read it.

Might be a limit of the ambient translation magic.

"Excuse me, the prince wanted me to talk to the priests about record preservation, are you a priest?"

"...Yes. Who are you? Prince Sidon sent you? I've heard nothing of this. Shouldn't he be worrying about Vah Ruta?"

"I'm Valanda, a friend of Link. I arrived last night. I have magic that lets me make objects indestructible, among other things. I asked him if you could use my magic for anything and he suggested that I preserve your historical records. He wasn't optimistic about my ability to reinforce your dam."

"Link. The hero. Ah, well. If you really can make things indestructible that will be very good. Our records have lasted thousands of years, but some of them are damaged, now. A small tragedy. Not much concern in the immediate compared to suffering and death, but I would still prevent it if I can. They are our culture. I want proof of your ability before making any kind of deal, though."

"Want to try hitting one of my hands with a hammer? I can only do temporary wards on living things but that seems like the clearest way to prove I'm being honest with you."

"If it's you or something you own you could have an indestructible object and not be able to make objects indestructible yourself. You need to do it to something new. Here - this piece of bread. If you make it indestructible and let me test that I will believe you and will certainly commission you for a reasonable price."

Valanda makes the bread the laziest kind of indestructible. It's not soft anymore. He can fix it if it turns out supplies are tight enough they really need one slice of bread but until then it could crush diamonds.

The priest tests the bread fairly thoroughly before announcing, "Impressive. Very impressive. What a glorious gift Hylia has brought us! We have - yes, the records, and I must get the ceremonial trident, and the most important statues, and... Hmm, but if I am to have you do all that perhaps I should speak to the king first..."

"Should I wait here for you to speak to the king?"

"Ah, no no no, if I do that the other blowhards will get involved and we'll all be arguing uselessly again. Arguing is good when you aren't sure what the best course of action is, but the course here is clear so I can't stand it. Yes. Let's start with the records, these are the stones you see arranged here. There are others but they're a bit of a hike. What do you want to preserve all the record stones in this courtyard?" 

There are nine.

"I came to Hyrule because I wanted to learn how local governments create moral societies for the good of all. I'd like a couple of hours of a knowledgeable tutor's time in exchange for the stones. You need them just like the bread?"

"That is a... Complicated subject. Priests like me will be as qualified as anyone. I tutored King Dorephan when he was knee-high, you know. If you will have my tutoring, I accept the deal."

Valanda is completely unqualified to evaluate prospective morality tutors so he'll just accept the priest's claims for the moment.

"That will work. Deal."

Valanda goes to poke the stones one by one. He pauses briefly to try to read some of what's on them. It's not like the priest will know if he's working at top speed or not.