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HE  RETURNS  THE  SMILE  AND  FOLLOWS  HER  LEAD,  TURNING  HIS  ATTENTION  TO  HIS  PORTION  OF  THE  FOOD.  The  aroma  alone  is  enough  to  drown  out  everything  else,  however,  it's  the  rich  flavor  what  ends  up  consuming  all  of  his  focus.  THAT  IS,  UNTIL  THE  QUESTION  COMES.  It's  a  natural  one,  he  knows  —  just  a  polite  way  to  spark  a  conversation  and  learn  more  about  him.  Yet,  he  can't  avoid  how  his  muscles  tense  beneath  his  skin  in  response  to  it.  Which  makes  him  have  a  slightly  more  serious  face  when  he  looks  back  at  her.

❝  Well,  ❞  he  begins,  cleverly  using  the  fact  that he  still  had  a  bite  left  of  the  fish  to  gain  some  time  to  consider  his  next  words.  He's  already  decided  she  seems  like  a  good  person,  someone  who  doesn't  deserve  deception  or  cold  detachment.  But,  how  much  of  it  would  be  safe  to  tell  ?  He  isn't  sure,  though  perhaps  there's  a  middle  ground.  One  that  allows  him  to  balance  both  honesty  and  discretion  in  this  situation  ❝  I'm  following  the  rumor  that  a  friend  I'm  looking  for  was  seen  nearby  ❞  a  half-told  truth.  That  way,  he  ensures  that  the  possibility  of  HER  being  there  wouldn't  reach  unwanted  ears  while  the  other  would  know  enough  to  understand  his  intentions.

❝  Oh,  and  my  name  is  Link  by  the  way  ❞  the  hero  adds,  his  voice  easing  back  into  its  more casual tone  as  he  realizes  he  hadn't  properly  introduced  himself  before.  With  everything  that  had  happened,  it  had  completely  slipped  his  mind.  Then,  he  discreetly  wipes  at  the  corner  of  his  mouth  with  the  back  of  his  hand,  just  in  case  any  remnants  of  their  meal  lingered  there.  Don't  want  to  look  stupid  now,  do  you  ?  he  thinks  quietly  before  asking  ❝  What  about  you  ?  ❞

THERE IS CERTAIN FIRMNESS TO THE SOFT REQUEST, : ONE SHE CAN RECOGNIZE ALL TOO WELL. perhaps that is why she does not even attempt to utter an argument, or perhaps it is because of the genuine hunger she feels within. ... SO, corners of her lips are tugged upwards ; the sun could very well reside even in that softest of smiles. gloved finger reaches for the skewer, for a moment ethereal eyes focus on it, but as she gently takes hold, her gaze lifts to meet with his own. ... ❝ if you are certain, ❞ AH, ONE MORE WAY OUT GIVEN! though the food is at her grasp, she does not take a bite. but, an answer soon comes ; one that is fair, perhaps given with the knowledge that such a factor would ease some concern. &. if that was the case, he was correct ; something that she confirms with a nod of her head. ❝ thank you. ❞ words of gratitude echo once more, &. then, the skewer is brought to her lips, &. she takes a bite. ( rest now, hero. )

SILENCE FILLS THE AIR, : IF ONE EXCLUDES THE SOFT SOUNDS THE HORSE BESIDE THE CAMP MAKES, ALONG WITH THE CRACKLING FLAMES. another skewer upon her grasp already, though she has eaten slowly. let that speak volumes on how long the silence had stretched. ... but glances has been stolen, once or twice ; not out of suspicion, more out of curiosity. she twirls the stick slowly around &. round between her fingers. ❝ so, ❞ she begins, boldly breaking the silence. ❝ what has brought you out here? ❞ FROM ONE ADVENTURER TO ANOTHER! always eager to hear the tales of others, as she is to share her own.