[Unsure what to do, and feeling uncomfortable with that realization, Link starts idly rubbing Pyrrha's shoulders while he hopes that whatever is plaguing her will pass. His hands halt their motions when the girl finally meets his eyes, and then his face twists into a suspicious scowl. If she was being possessed, whatever did it must have left. He glances around the room, hoping to catch sight of something... anything. If he can see something, or evidence of its presence, then he can fight it.]

Listen, Pyrrha. I think... you were possessed. Just stay calm! If it's still in here, I'll kill it.