Link's silent, for a long moment. But it's a silence filled with weight; with a feeling that Link is listening, and paying close attention.
"Sidon." he says, eventually. "Riju. Tulin. Yunobo." Even if he doesn't state it outright, it's clear what Link means; they're his Free Company, and he misses them too. He knows, and he understands. And he can relate.
And then a moment's pause, before he adds - quieter, with more finality - "Mipha. Urbosa. Daruk. Revali."
These names are different. No matter who else the Imperials steal, or how their rebellion against them goes, Link isn't ever seeing any of them again.
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Date: 2024-12-13 05:27 am (UTC)"Sidon." he says, eventually. "Riju. Tulin. Yunobo." Even if he doesn't state it outright, it's clear what Link means; they're his Free Company, and he misses them too. He knows, and he understands. And he can relate.
And then a moment's pause, before he adds - quieter, with more finality - "Mipha. Urbosa. Daruk. Revali."
These names are different. No matter who else the Imperials steal, or how their rebellion against them goes, Link isn't ever seeing any of them again.