[ Link's duck to escape a hair fluffing is unsuccessful. Is it a good thing to be liked by a man as... unique, as Nero? Link doesn't really stop to question it. He hasn't exactly been awake in the conscious world long enough to form the habit.
His shoulders scrunch down slightly under the taller elf's weight. He's already gotten used to this. ]
Bait.
[ Link's nose wrinkles. He doesn't sound enthused about it, but as in all things, there's that undercurrent of determination in his words. ]
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His shoulders scrunch down slightly under the taller elf's weight. He's already gotten used to this. ]
Bait.
[ Link's nose wrinkles. He doesn't sound enthused about it, but as in all things, there's that undercurrent of determination in his words. ]
I'm told the fishing here isn't easy.