The young hero wandered for ages in the woods. He was beaten and worn, and could barely carry his sword. And the Cuckoo- that darned bird- was STILL after him. That was when he met... that thing. It was soft white and gray, and it looked so huggable and soft. It looked him up and down and said "Hello, I am Baymax: Your personal health care companion. You have sustained numerous minor lacerations. Administering medication now."
Baymax reached out his plush hand. In it was a heart container. Link weakly took hold.
"Are you satisfied with your care?"