He doesn't realize he's supposed to sit down.

"...please sit. I'm not going to insist on a seatbelt but there is one."

He sits, figures out the seatbelt after some seconds ("put thing in slot" is one of his core competencies), and then proceedes to unlatch and not wear it.

Very well. Up they go.

Is there a window?

Yup!

Link is looking out the window intently on the flight, as if trying to memorize Hyrule as it passes beneath. Mountains, rivers, marsh, more mountains. He marks things on his Sheikah Slate as they go.

At some point, Link says, "I'm looking for the sword that seals the darkness."

"Seems like maybe not a core capacity for a sword?"

"According to legend, it was created by the Goddess Hylia with the power to repel evil."

"Repelling sounds different from sealing to me, is it not?"

He shrugs.

"Maybe it's incorrectly translated."

"How do you use the sword to do the thing?"

"Unclear. But a good sword is useful anyway. It's older than the Divine Beasts. Maybe older than Ganon."

"Do you not... have a sword. I can make you more swords if you want. Though possibly all your swords are magic."

"They break. The Master Sword is better. I don't remember it, but I had it during the Great Calamity."

"Maybe I can find it..." He lets autopilot take over while he conjures for surroundings.

He conjures nothing!

Wow, not even surroundings? "Tragically it seems it may be in another plane or somesuch, I'm not sure how to interpret this."

"Hm."

He ponders.

"What exactly are you doing?"

"Trying to conjure up a small model of the surroundings of the sword you mentioned. I wasn't even trying to get the sword itself."

"What are other things you can't conjure?"

"- the stuff that charges the Sheikah slates, I guess? I haven't tried copying things that really exist and that I can't make very much. I guess I could see if I could replicate your snack thing." Snack thing.

It appears but seems too light and a bit saggy. If he opens it up, the rice and leaf is there, but is weirdly fragile and grainy. The mushroom bits are collapsed in on themselves; there's still something there, but clearly not all of the mass came along. If he really picks at it, there are membranes, but a lot of the flesh is just gone.

"Yeah, see, it's all fucked up."

"Can you conjure the inside of the Oman Au Shrine?"