Thomas
Wild found Legend underneath one of the larger trees, rolling an apple between his hands, picking at the skin. He took a deep breath and approached slowly. He could practically feel the steam coming off of the other hero. What happened in the parchment was... Strange, but he wasn't here to ask questions. 

Once he reached Legend, he sat down cross-legged next to him under the shade. For a moment he was silent, mostly trying to think of something to say. He certainly wasn't going to ask anything of Legend that would tire him out further. Finally he just settled on his default: history.

"Did you know that no one really knows how this orchard first started?" He asked. "You would think it belonged to the ranch southwest of here, but they didn't own it. It was here supposedly before the ranch was even built."
Dana
His attention was down on the apple, peeling the skin off of it to avoid doing that to his own hands. Though, from the looks of it, he had already scratched up the back of his left hand before switching to doing this. 

It was an unconscious thing. Felt like an itch that was beneath the surface. The root of all of his issues. Frankly, it was a miracle that Legend was even coherent much less able to move that fast after two straight days of no real sleep and horrific nightmares. 

... Then a nightmare come to life. A mockery of what he went though on Koholint. 

But his ears twitched when he heard Wild approach... Still saying nothing. He wasn't sure if he had the energy to speak. Thankfully, Wild seemed to solve that for him. Talking about... The orchard just being here. 

The farmer's eyes glance around, as if taking the information in. But he turns back to Wild with a tilt of his head. *Yeah? What do you think of that? Any guesses?* ... He wanted to ask. But the head tilt was good enough for now.
Thomas
The tilt of Legend's head was enough to tell Wild to keep going. "Well, see, I have a theory that is pretty out of the ordinary. Probably not true, but it's a fun thought in my opinion."

He leaned back on his hands and looked up at the sunlight filtering through the leaves and branches. "All over Hyrule, there are these little creatures that are something between plants and fae. They're called Koroks. Cute little things. If you manage to find one by solving a puzzle, they'll give you a Korok Seed. What's a Korok Seed? Well..." Wild smirked. "I'll give you a hint. It smells pretty bad."

He snickered a little before continuing. "The Koroks live in the Lost Woods. Somewhere in that forest, there's a small apple orchard. And one of the puzzles they like to hide in is picking apples from trees to make the pattern of fruits the same. So..."

Wild grins at Legend almost conspiratorially. "Maybe the Koroks brought the apple seeds *Here,* And the Korok seeds helped them grow."

He knew he seemed a little too excited to be telling a story about Korok Seeds and Apple Trees, but he was trying to distract Legend enough to calm him down. He had a big present for Legend, but it would be no good if the guy was too sour to enjoy it.
Dana
There's a long pause as Legend listens to the story, glancing now and then back up to keep in track with the tone of the tale. He had a good half of the dark spot on the apple pulled off, so it shouldn't be too much to eat soon. 

But by the end of the story, Legend breathes out, his brows furrowed. And eventually, in a hoarse tones he just says: 

"... Wait. Did you carry around fae shit? Do you *Still* Do that?" 

There's a bit of a mischievous shine in Legend's eyes, crinkled up in a way that showed the lines of age there. Or perhaps sun lines. But he can't help but snicker for a moment and the idea, shaking his head. 

"... A fine idea. My theory was simply hoping this was the remnants of my orchard, kept alive. Since... My house was close to the castle. But, the castle had Kakariko Village next to it."
Thomas
Wild let out a loud laugh. "Hell yeah, I carried it around! There's a Korok in the woods that expands your inventory if you give them some! I still have hundreds of extras they couldn't use because they couldn't expand it any further and I kept finding more!"

After hearing Legend's idea, Wild was hit with a pang in his chest, but he kept the smile on his face. "Hey, I like that idea too," He said with a nod. He reached his Zonai arm up and activated Ultrahand, plucking one of the fruits off and catching it normally as it fell.

"Y'know, Central Hyrule wasn't always as it is now," He explained, taking out his Dinaraal Reaper and sticking the apple onto the end of it. "Used to be mostly forested. You never know, you could be right." 

Wild watched silently as the apple slowly baked on the blade, steam coming from it as it cooked. "But you know, it doesn't have to just be the *Remnants* Of it." He left the statement hanging, a small smile on his lips.
Dana
"You saw hundreds of extras as if I want fae shit." Legend scoops out the rest of the bad part of the apple and flicks it away, taking a bite out of it. His head is still in a haze, too much going on that it's blended together. 

So he focuses on the stickiness on his fingers from the apple, instead. Because at least the uncomfortable feeling keeps him in the moment. His curiosity does alight at the strange weapon Wild brings out to... Roast an apple. But he doesn't say much yet. 

"... Not sure I understand. If I had the Harp of Ages I could go back and check if it was, but..."
Thomas
"Relax, I'm not giving you Korok Seeds," Wild snickered. "Don't even know if I can. Hestu's presence seems to be the only thing that lets me access them in my Sheikah Slate."

Wild thought for a moment. He wanted to tell Legend about what he had for him but... There was something they needed to talk about first. They hadn't had the chance yet.

"You know," He started, his voice much quieter than normal, "I'm sorry if I was harsh back at the riverbank. I... Did mean what I said, though. I don't remember my parents. I don't know what it's like to have one, but... I imagine it's something like this. Seeing those things on you... I thought I was about to lose you. And... That terrified me."
Dana
The lighthearted features on Legend's face grew somber rather quickly, then thoughtful. The masses of thoughts still stuck around, white noise in his ear practically. But he crushed them all down into a cube to be dealt with later. 

... It... Wasn't something he hadn't thought about. He leans back, head hitting the tree behind him as he started up at the light filtering between the tree leaves. 

"No, you needed to be harsh. I wouldn't have listened otherwise. Hell, I probably still have some injuries here and there I just can't feel anymore." A low, derisive chuckle escapes him, he can't help it. He's a hypocrite— telling people to care for themselves and ignoring himself. 

"I think... It's been enough time for myself to bring it up to Zelda. The idea of having kids, you know?" Legend breathes out. "... Been thinking about names for a bit. Thought Will was a good one for my first son... What do you think?"
Thomas
Wild blinked for a second. No way that was a coincidence. Legend saying he would name his kid something that was a single letter from Wild's nickname... A smile with watery eyes appeared on his face.

"I... Yeah. I think that's a cool name..." He managed to choke out. To be honest, he had been kind of dreading the inevitable day when Legend would have to leave. Return to his era to live out his life alongside his own Zelda. He was starting to think of Legend as a real part of his family, and he wasn't sure if things would feel the same without him.

"But, until then, you *Will* Need a place to stay. And I know you can't sit still when you're in Hateno. So if you're ready, what say you we talk to Hudson over there?" Wild mentally crossed his fingers, hoping Legend would like this and not take it the wrong way or something.
Dana
There's a soft smile that curls on his lips. This is something he can focus on. This feeling. The warm, blossoming thing in his chest. The *Protectiveness* That comes there. 

It strikes him so hard. He knew it before, but it's cemented now. He would die for Wild, in a heartbeat. Even if it hurt him. He doesn't want any harm to come to the man if he can help it. 

This was his kid. *His* Kid. 

Legend breathed out of his nose, his gaze downward towards the quickly browning apple. He bites into it. 

Hudson, huh? *Guess he wants me to build myself a house. It's... Not a bad idea.* 

"... Sure, kid. I'm ready to go talk."