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[looking at her, one would not necessarily expect wanda to get involved with such trivial matters such as helping out in farms; however, anyone who does know wanda knows the country she grew up in—a country so broken it was deemed best to no longer consider it a country—and the necessity in the day-to-day things, of those left to fend for themselves, of those who lost everything with the on-going war. wanda and pietro were known for helping around: rallying supplies, joining protests, making sure those more vulnerable wouldn't be without.

it harkens to this want to serve, to give back, to her people and her country. and even though solvunn is decidedly not neither her people nor her country, it has given her a home in her time here, a place to be. when edgar, a farmer in the secondary settlement, asks for assistance in getting rid of a pesky pack of moles, it feels natural to offer to help.

thankfully, she is not by herself in all this: link, zelda's friend, also offers to help. the only real frustrating aspect of this, so far, is that it's the middle of the night, dark as can be, but for the faint shine of the moon. wanda stares upward at it, remembering the eclipse that took place not too long ago.

—she turns to link once she hears his approach.]

Hey. [the greeting is easy enough; she knows link, he's a good guy.] Have you ever done something like this before?

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[ Link raises his arm in an equally easy salute to Wanda as he approaches. Any trustworthy friend of Zelda's is an unconditional friend of his. He's always known the Princess to be a good judge of character, and now more than ever - he's a functional amnesiac, after all - he relies on her wisdom wherever he can. ]

Not moles, exactly. I hope they're easier to catch than cuccos. They don't fly too well, so it's a pain when they get stuck on rooftops.

[ It's dark, but fortunately not as dark as it had been during the rather unsettling Eclipse. The frightened ramblings of the most superstitious of the villagers still burn in his ears, and he's made sure his bow and his sword are well-prepared for the night despite the rather mundane nature of their task.

There are monsters out there. They're always there. ]

What do you think might scare the creatures out of their holes? A blast?

[ He strokes his chin thoughtfully. Just, you know, spitballing ideas. Always going straight for the most ~~destructive~~ effectual option, Link is. ]

[cuccos, creatures that fly. wanda can only imagine what he means, but refrains from asking, nodding her head instead in mild-agreement. personally, wanda has not had much experience in farmland—her life was always in the city, where chaos was abrupt and a peaceful night's rest was hard to attain, growing up.

still, how hard can this be? link seems equipped enough.]

Perhaps.

[a blast, it doesn't sound too crazy of an idea, to her.]

But I don't think we should ruin the crops while we're at it.

[it would be detrimental to what they want to achieve here, wouldn't it? besides, she's got her magic; targeting them shouldn't be entirely difficult. she moves down the path, towards the farm that has a lamp burning over the entrance; as discussed, they would know where to go because of it.]

I can use my magic to help rush them out of their holes. Where should we keep them?

[no such thing was mentioned about what is to be the fate of the moles: to be killed, locked away? wanda will hear link's opinion on the matter.]

Oh, yeah. Good point...

[ He tries not to sound too disappointed. Link probably wouldn't have thought to preserve the crops first and foremost were he left to his own devices. Perhaps it's lucky for the farmer that Wanda is here. If she flushes them, then Link can very easily handle things from there in a much more precise manner.

He perks up, ever so slightly, when she asks that to do with them. Come to think of it...! ]

I'll take care of it. How do you think they would taste?

[ which... sort of answers the question ]

[wanda has to stop, turning on her heel to look at link. is he being serious? would he actually—? there is this look on his face that speaks of general contentment with the idea, and wanda can't help but scoff, something between amusement and surprise.]

I don't know. I've never had mole. [and something tells her that there might be a reason why people don't eat moles...] I think the concern is more if it is safe rather than what they would taste like.

[link, don't make her go mom on you.

she purses her lips and continues walking down the path.]

Maybe we should just capture them for now. See what we do about them after.

[ The puzzled lift of his brows and tilt of his head when she objects certainly suggests that Link is 100% serious about this golden opportunity for killing, cooking, and eating. ]

Why wouldn't it be safe?

[ Spoken like someone truly blessed by the Goddess. He's never had to suffer the consequences of a bad meal out there in the wilds of Hyrule - only of no meals. Wanda strikes him as someone who is wiser and more worldly than Link is, however (and he willingly admits this is a low bar to clear). He trusts her judgment.

Still, he'd rather get this job done as quickly as possible. There's a lingering bad feeling in his gut about this night, an uneasiness which makes him want to rush right in.

After thinking for a moment, his fist strikes his palm like he's come up with a thought. ]

If you can flush them all out at the same time, I could use my lightning stun them long enough us to gather most of them. We can ask the farmer for a sack to carry them. I think the villagers could make use of the hides and the bones, at least.

[ Monster bits have all sorts of uses in Hyrule... it makes sense to him that someone would want them, even if not for meat. ]

Just — maybe their meat has a lot of bacteria, or it can make you very sick? I'm not a scientist.

[link... wanda is starting to question your survivability skills, but she's also quickly dismissing this part of their conversation because she is not well-versed in it—just figures that there is something to be said about questionable meat.

instead, she is glad that link offers other ideas for the moles: their hides and bones could be of use by the villagers.]

I can do that. [she stops at the fencing, lifting her hand and pointing it towards the single lamp that barely illuminates the area; with her magic, she duplicates it a couple of times, sending the lamps to float about strategic places where they could benefit from.] But do I need to be concerned about this lightning of yours?

[will she get stunned, too?]

Bacteria?

[ Regardless of whether or not Hyrule is medically advanced enough to have conceptualized germ theory - Link ain't the guy who would know anything about it. But, he shrugs. He does know that foods can make you sick - he's eaten rocks.

(Never following some random traveler's cooking advice again. Especially if their food is already on fire.)

Wanda's light show is fascinating. Is that what magic is like when you don't have to borrow it from spirits? ]

Well... it's never been a problem before. I think it only strikes the targets I want it to strike?

[ Maybe that's not super reassuring for an answer, but it's not like Urbosa stuck around to explain this to him... but that seems to be how it works! ]

[she will have so many questions for link should she ever find out about the rocks. to her, so far, he sounds like a most sensible, reasonable, and adept young man. the state of his general existence (eating rocks) might make her question what she does know.

and, well, she is no scientist. may someone else explain bacteria to him.]

Saying 'I think' and making it a question does not give me much reassurance, Link. [this is said with a tone of general concern, but she's not altogether upset. maybe it's like thor's lightning? keeping it steady and focused on its targets, avoiding friendly fire.] I'll just stand out of your way.

[on to the side, at a safe enough distance, according to herself. this is now when her magic starts to spill from her hands, burrowing itself under the soil as she tries catching onto every mole-made tunnel. there is an ounce of concentration to be had here, without being able to visualize what's underneath.]

You tell me when you're ready, and I'll push them up!

[the moment link says go, wanda will push her magic upward, moles included.]

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