"(jumps in on the slave market meme) Twilight's eyes widened. Was that who the thought it was, being auctioned off? And what could he do? He couldn't just let him be sold to someone... right?"
His wrists were bound behind his back, neck secured with a leather collar. Mounted to the collar was a leash tied to a fence, said fence belonging to the perimeter of the auctioning area. He was fourth in line, ready to meet his fate. Young boys like him were in high interests for manual labor, not to mention other forms of slavery.
A large figure passed him by, slapping him across the face. What he said was something that even Link couldn’t decipher, but whatever it was… it made the hero cringe.
His gaze met Twilight’s, and he gave the other boy a weak smile.
“…Twilight."
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❝You’re asking if you can stay with me?❞ He smiled. Well, he’d never really had anything along the lines of a roommate before, but he didn’t think it would be that bad. In fact, he often felt lonely, and living with someone else would get rid of that feeling…
❝Sure. Of course you can stay with me. I’ve only got one bed right now, but I’m sure I could set up something for you, even if for now it is just a few pillows and blankets or something on the ground for now…❞
Well, even that’d be better than nothing, right? For some reason, he was more happy and even… was it excited?… about this idea.
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Link didn’t know why, or how for that matter, but a wave of warmth rushed through him as soon as the elder confirmed his request. Something just felt… right about this. Living with the other. Whatever it was, he appreciated it.
❝ …Thanks. I-I appreciate it. I mean, you don’t have to go through all of that effort to accommodate me. I can easily share a bed or find a chair to rest in. I just need a place to stay… y'know? ❞ He paused to pet Epona’s mane.
❝ I gotta admit… you’re really nice. I know we don’t know each other that well besides our names and some random things in passing… but… I really enjoy your company. ❞
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