Lance
Having arrived in Tabantha, both the Zoran and Hylian princess were given weary looks. After all, this world's Zelda looks far older than the Zelda by Mipha's side... And Mipha shouldn't even be alive. Regardless, Mipha was tasked by Dorephan to find a fellow who's known to linger in the Hebra and Tabantha region... And Zelda somehow, for some reason, came along. Mipha doesn't even remember how Zelda's companionship came to be. 

Mipha has yet to see Wild or Flower, but knows they are... Almost the same as the Link and Zelda she knows. Perhaps it was always fated that the two she knows would also find themselves in a romantic relationship with one another. 

Yet, neither of them told Mipha until it came out during the trip the two princess' took. It left their travels quite uncomfortable. 

Regardless, they reached their destination within five days, though upon looking and asking around, the man they're looking for hasn't been seen in the past few days. Likely seeking wares elsewhere. 

Too tired to continue traveling, the two decided to take respite in the stable.

Mipha: "Princess Zelda... Did we ever have a Kilton in our time?"


Zelda: "Not that I can recall... Though this world is a hundred and some odd years in the future to ours. It wouldn't surprise me if Kilton is related to someone we do know."
Scott
*Coming here was a mistake.*

*This was one of the few parts of Hyrule that Roewen wasn't completely familiar with. He couldn't memorize where everything was at all times, but it wasn't like he was able to read a map either. If he'd known he would end up in this part of Hyrule, he would've put something warmer on... But alas, they don't make winter coats for monsters like him. He guessed it was up to him to start a fire or find some sort of...*

*...Shelter...*

*The monster's eyes eventually noticed the stable... A bad idea formed in his mind. A horrible one, even. If Roewen knew anything, those places were absolutely riddled with not only horses, but many of the various un-monsters of Hyrule. You know, the kind that wouldn't take too kindly to a bokoblin waltzing in there like he owns the place.*

*But those places were warm, which was better than being out here... Also, if he was sneaky enough, perhaps he could rob some poor unsuspecting schmuck. Roewen knew what he had to do... It was either that or freezing to death.*

*The monster cautiously made its way to the stable. Trying his absolute hardest not to draw attention to himself, he slipped his way in...*
Merrilee
The skies were were the same and different in all the way that mattered. The currents were still so familiar, but the structures and islands that now dotted the heavens were something he was still trying to decipher. Fortunately, it seemed the actual topology of Hyrule differed very little from what he knew.

He noted with a light twinge in his chest that it was starting to get later in the day- the skies very faintly beginning to shift from blue to gold. He would have to either return to the Flight Range or find a well-lit place to roost before long... Which he noted with some relief that the Tabantha Stable was exactly where it was supposed to be.

His eyes soon caught sight of a flash of red and gold, familiar enough to send a pang of grief and yearning through him. Mipha and Zelda... Yes, his Zelda was *Alive*, but Mipha... And either way, he was separated from his world and all he knew. These faces would be familiar, and yet...

Revali made a choice.

He dove towards the ground, before spreading his wings wide, flapping to arrest his descent, coming to a graceful landing in front of the stable. "Well, well, well... I wouldn't expect to see you so far from home, princess."

Which one was he addressing? Probably both.
Lance
Zelda had looked towards the direction of where a bokoblin was stalking, though when she had looked, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Mipha glanced to where Zelda looked, sighing softly to herself.

Mipha: "Are you feeling anxious, Zelda? If so, we could begin to retire for the night."

Zelda: "Hm? Oh, no. I think I heard a squirrel, or perhaps a fox, scattering about. Besides, we can't retire just yet—we have yet to eat."


Mipha: "I see you've grown more fond of eating while traveling, Princess."

Zelda had given Mipha a confused look, before the two soon covered their faces from a gust of land as—what they assumed to be—a Rito landing. 

And of course, only one Rito spoke. 

Zelda: "Revali? Have you been brought to this world, too?"


Mipha: "I talked to a Revali through the parchment we all seem to have. Are you the one I spoke to?"


Zelda: "Regardless, we are all far from home, aren't we?"
Scott
*Oh great, another set of eyes to hide from.*

*Roewen took note of the big blue visitor who had just arrived. Fortunately, it seemed like no one had noticed him yet. Goooooood...*

*The bokoblin remained ducked in the shadows, hiding behind any sort of furniture or prop or... Whatever he could hide behind. From this cover, he spied on the three people present, knowing nothing of who they actually were. To him, they were just regular, everyday people to avoid being seen by. If only Roewen knew...*
Merrilee
"So it does seem." Revali noted, folding his wings behind his back as he stepped closer.

"Assuming you're the Mipha that came from the world where the Calamity claimed none of our lives, I believe that'd be correct- I'm the *Proven Hero*, Revali." He proclaimed with a prideful raise of his head, puffing his chest out for a moment.

But his demeanor quickly shifted to something more serious.

"...We certainly are far from our homes, yes. I should have been more cautious investigating that portal..." He breathed out a huff. "Now I'm stuck here until further notice."
Lance
The princesses had... Varying reactions to his prideful boast. Zelda had quirked an eyebrow, while Mipha seemed mildly annoyed. 

Mipha: "*Proven Hero*? What makes one a proven hero?"

Mipha hummed and Zelda nodded. Though Zelda has seen one of the few Sky Islands, she missed her world, and Mipha missed her younger brother. Seeing Sidon grown up has grown on her... But she has no doubt her same-world brother is heartbroken in her absence. 

Zelda: "If you investigated the portal you're far less cautious than the Revali Mipha and I know. He didn't even wish to get involved with the ancient Sheikah technology."

A hum seemingly left Mipha. 
Mipha: "That may be, but if I heard correctly, this Revali is the equivalent to this world's Link—to some extent. Our Revali hasn't needed to make any sacrifices, including his own safety, aside from piloting Vah Medoh. Though, that's something we all chose to risk."

Zelda was seemingly growing more uncertain of their surroundings. The Hylian created a faint glow of light from her hand.
Zelda: "I believe the Yiga are around in this world. Stay alert."
Merrilee
"Why, I'm *Glad* You asked." A cocky smile spread across his beak, and he inclined his head to the side to eye the two princesses. "You see, in the... *Absence* Of Link, there was no hero *Chosen* By the goddess Hylia to take up the mantle. The last hopes of Hyrule fell to me- and I was finally able to *Prove myself* Worthy of being recognized as a Hero."

And it had been exhausting. It had been grueling. It had been *Frightening.* But he'd persevered, pushed himself beyond his limits...

Ultimately, he'd emerged victorious. He felt he'd *Earned* A bit of self-satisfaction by now.

"If something was amiss, it was my duty to ensure nobody else would get hurt flying in recklessly. I circled just a little too close, as it turned out." He huffed at his own mistake, brushing some invisible dust off his shoulder.

His eyes narrowed at the mention of the Yiga clan, and he quietly began to scan their surroundings as well- taking notice that the Master Sword on his back had begun to glow. "I would not say the *Yiga* Are our concern right now, princess."

With one smooth motion, he drew the sword— the stable was too confined to risk letting loose arrows, *Especially* Not his signature bomb arrows. "There's monsters afoot."
Scott
*This definitely did not go unnoticed. Roewen's heart (or whatever that purple organ of theirs was) sank a little bit. How did they know he was there? More importantly, why did that Rito's sword just get shinier?*

*Ok just- stay calm, don't make a sound, they know you're \*There\*, but they haven't actually found you yet...*

*The bokoblin decided his hiding spot might not have been good enough. He tried to back out of there and find a better one... Then, right on cue, he tripped over a loose floorboard and fell on his face like an idiot. Oh, Goddess. The jig was up.*

*Roewen hid away any sort of fear he had in his body and drew his dagger. He could take this guy, just a regular, ru-of-the-mill rito with a... Fancy lookin' sword... Right?*
Lance
Mipha was tempted to continue prying, but despite his cockiness... She just admitted he has seen horrors she will likely never have the misfortune of living through. 

She was compassionate until he 'dusted' off his shoulder. Perhaps showing sympathy wouldn't be ideal. 


Zelda: "Monsters here must be smarter with what we're familiar with, given this one knows how to stalk." 

Both princesses readied their weapons—Mipha with her lightscale trident, and Zelda creating a sword made of light. 

When the bokoblin drew its dagger, Zelda raised an eyebrow. 
Zelda: "It doesn't use what bokoblins normally battle with... Also, why is it traveling alone? Bokoblins usually travels in trios." 

Though Zelda remained alert, Mipha eased ever so slightly. As Zelda talked about the Bokoblin, the Master Sword caught her attention. 

It simply didn't feel right to see it in Revali's hands. After all, at least in her world, he called the weapon asinine.
Merrilee
Revali's attention *Snapped* Towards the sound, piercing green gaze locking on Roewen with a chilling stare. He was a predator, and the Bokoblin was his prey.

*A blue Bokoblin... Not the weakest of the bunch, but still little threat.* He readied the Master Sword, as the people in the stable started scrambling back. Good. He didn't even need to give orders for them to understand he needed them out of the way.

This would be over quickly.

"Well, whatever its tricks, we will not be falling for them so easily. Don't let your guards down."

The feathers on Revali's neck visibly bristled and puffed up, before he began to charge- swinging for Roewen's head with a sharp yell. How quickly can you dodge, Roewen?
Scott
*Okaaay, three on one, seems a bit- WOAH.*

*Revali's question had gotten its answer as the bokoblin leaned backwards, just barely out of the way of the sword. Seeing as he isn't Keanu Reeves and this isn't The Matrix, the monster fell onto his back.*

*...As intended. Seeing as his opponent was using a melee weapon (which was unusual for a rito) and had just swung for his head, they were within close proximity to him now. Roewen took advantage of this fact, sending a two-legged donkey kick upwards back at his opponent, hoping to give himself some space once again.*

*Immediately afterwards, Roewen scrambled to his feet. This wasn't his first rodeo, he's been through worse!*
*...As far as he knows!*
*In a challenging manner, the bokoblin floruished his dagger, which appeared to be a sort of self-made shank made from a broken piece of his own horn. He was displaying a lot of confidence, but anyone perceptive enough would notice that he was... Kind of terrified right now.*
Lance
Using the Master Sword on a blue bokoblin did seem to be overdoing it, though the death would—at the very least—be swift. Even so, something wasn't sitting right with Mipha. 

Mipha: "It didn't attack first."

Mipha gently cupped Revali's shoulder, holding him from whatever attack he planned on doing next. "Bokoblins always attack first, unless if a sneak strike was done. We didn't sneak up on it, however."

Zelda walked closer to the bokoblin, and though she still had her sword present, she didn't threaten the monster with it. "Perhaps it has higher intellect? Though... Why wouldn't it carry around a proper weapon..."

Mipha still held on to the rito's shoulder. "Do you think there's a way we can communicate with it? Maybe the parchment thing we've all seem to have?"
Merrilee
"What the—" *It dodged?!* He'd never seen a Bokoblin of this level have the intelligence to *Dodge.* To use a *Shield,* Yes, but never dodge.

The kick impacted against the leather guardpiece Revali wore, but there was still enough force to send him back a few steps. He was still a *Rito,* After all, and despite his height advantage, he wasn't as heavy as a Hylian would be at the same height. His eyes narrowed, and he began to prepare himself for his next attack— *Clearly this would be more of a challenge than he'd thought* —before a distantly familiar hand rested upon his shoulder.

Revali inhaled sharply, his gaze snapping to Mipha as she spoke.

"...What- do you think it's any different from any other monster? That's just *Preposterous.*" His gaze locked once again on Roewen. He didn't trust it. Not as far as he could throw him.

"If it *Does* Have higher intellect as you say, what's saying it's not a *Spy* Of some kind for some form of Ganon?"
Scott
*Yeah, how do you like \*That,\* Hollow bones?!*

*Roewen was just about prepared to get jumped by the other two. When he saw Zelda approach, he readied his dagger, and-*

*...They're talking. Roewen, of course, didn't understand much of it, so he let them do their thing. After all, it would be dishonorable to strike while his opponent wasn't paying attention to him. The bokoblin lowered his weapon for now, and tapped his foot impatiently.*
Lance
Mipha seemed unfazed by Revali's snapping remarks. If anything... She couldn't hide her mild annoyance. "Not that intelligent, but look at it."

Mipha gestured to the princess and the bokoblin. "If it was a spy of Ganon, wouldn't it be actively trying to kill Zelda? After all, she and Link—and you in your world—are Ganon's biggest threats." 

Zelda dematerialized her weapon, now slowly pulling out the parchment. Moving ever slowly, she moved it closer to the bokoblin. "Can you understand me? Do you have one of these?" She gently shook the parchment, gesturing to the Bokoblin what she was referring to. 

Looking at its pig-like nose, the princess chuckled. "It's actually kind of adorable up close."
Merrilee
Revali opened his beak, preparing a protest, before— *Was the damned thing fucking tapping its foot?*

It wasn't just outright attacking. It was *Waiting,* Impatiently at that, but it was *Waiting.*

"...This is just- absolutely *Ridiculous."* He shook his head, still keeping hold of the Master Sword. He wasn't going to let his guard down so easily. Especially if the *Princess* Was getting closer now without a weapon of her own.

"I wouldn't get too close, princess. That's *Still* A Bokoblin, *Intelligent* Or not."

He fixed Roewen with a glare that all but said *If you hurt her, either of them, you won't be leaving this place alive.*
Scott
*Sniff sniff sniff. Oh. Roewen knew what that was... It was the weird talking paper. Roewen didn't care much for it, as it did little more than annoy him when he was trying to sleep. He pulled his own parchment out of his bandana to compare the two, then put it back.*

*His weapon was lowered, but he was still on guard. He didn't know these people, and knew they were armed as well. Roewen learned many times that people tend not to take too kindly to monsters like him... He wasn't going to let these people get the drop on him, if that was their intention. He was just here because he was cold.*

*Roewen's gaze met Revali's, glaring right back at him. It was like looking at a bokoblin-shaped mirror. He let out a snort, as if to warn Revali that if he- or any one of the three tried anything funny, he'd hurt them back.*
Lance
Zelda beamed when the Bokoblin pulled out its own parchment. "It does understand—to some extent! Extraordinary!" It was certainly a good thing she left Terrako in Link's care, she doubt the droid would take too kindly to her amusement of the bokoblin. 

Though she doubt language would get through to the bokoblin, she tried using body language. First, she did the eating motion, mouthing the word "Hungry", then rubbed her eyes mouthing "Tired", and finally, shivering while mouthing "Cold". "It needs something from the stable, otherwise it wouldn't have risked being in such close proximity to travelers." 

Her guard may be down somewhat, but she can react quick enough to at least make a shield. 

Mipha finally let go of Revali's shoulder. "I don't like Princess Zelda's closeness either... But who are we to stop her... Scientific endeavors?" The zora spoke quietly so only Revali could hear.
Merrilee
*It had a parchment.* Of *Course* It did. Revali scoffed and rolled his eyes, wondering if they just *Handed* These things out to anyone.

"Tch. What in the world could it *Possibly* Need that it can't scrounge up in the wild?" He narrowed his eyes, watching Roewen intently. How... *Asinine* That it seemed to be mirroring his attitude. That was just ridiculous...

The only indication that he'd heard Mipha, at first, was the slight shift in his gaze, towards her.
Until he responded, in a voice just as quiet, "All the more reason I cannot let my guard down. One wrong move from this little beast, and that is *It."*
Scott
*......What was this one doing.*

*The bokoblin seemed a bit thrown off by Zelda's actions. He seemed to be a bit confused by them, and quite frankly, a little weirded out. He glanced nervously around the room for a bit.*

*Then, she motioned 'cold'. Roewen recognized that. He grunted and pointed at Zelda, as if to say 'this one'.*

*This little exchange was enough for Roewen to lower his guard a little more. He was still wary of the other two- especially Revali, who he shared another glare with. This time, he stuck out his tongue, as if to ask 'what are \*You\* Lookin' at?'.*
Lance
"Agreed. Though I don't doubt Zelda can handle herself... She certainly can get carried away." Zelda's actions only proved Mipha's comment. 

Zelda nodded, slowly reaching for her bag. With her wearing her white winter coat, she was able to spare a cloak. She soon pulled it out , holding it along the length of her body. It would be a bit long on the bokoblin, but that only means more fabric to keep it warm. 

She then gave a demonstration on how to throw on the cloak, then took it off, offering it to the bokoblin. "They can't get clothing for themselves. There isn't exactly a monster store. My hope is, it'll take the cloak and leave the stable... For it doesn't seem to want to cause trouble."
Merrilee
"Carried away is one way of putting it." Revali muttered, though... Without any *True* Disdain in his voice. If anything, he sounded fond, in a melancholic sort of way.

He watched the whole exchange with a steady wariness, before he spluttered at the Bokoblin's *Obvious* Taunt. His feathers puffed up slightly, his cheeks heating up, and he huffed. "Are you *Seeing this?"*

"Doesn't want to cause *Trouble*, my tailfeathers. There's *Trouble* Written all over it."
Scott
*The bokoblin sniffed at the cloak, felt around it with his hands, then wrestled with it for a moment in an attempt to get it on. Eventually he won the duel, although he was on the floor now... But the cloak was on. Roewen had never felt anything like this before. It was warm... And soft... Like having a wild animal hug you, but... Forever. The bokoblin got back up with a satisfied snort. He looked sort of comical in this cloak, with it being a little big on him.*

*Now deeming Zelda as not a threat, he waltzed right up to her and began to sniff at her, like a dog meeting someone for the first time. It was how Roewen recognized people, and he wanted to remember this person. He did not do the same for Mipha or Revali, however, as he still wasn't sure if they were threats. Although, the blue one was fun to mess with.*
Lance
Mipha's eyes widened at the taunt, the Zoran princess chuckling to herself. "I am." She looked over at Revali, wearing a playful smirk. "Look how ruffled you are. Are you perhaps feeling... Threatened?" 

Seeing the bokoblin fall, Zelda's eyes widened followed by a chuckle. "It looks good on you!" The blonde princess was still in disbelief with how well the bokoblin was understanding her, and how—albeit little—well they've been able to communicate. 

The sniffing caught her off-guard. She had stiffened due to how close the monster had gotten, though she did feel ticklish from the sniffs. "I wonder if it was this easy to domesticate Hylian hounds?" She joked, looking over to the two champions. 

"At least they can be tamed... I'm not sure about if bokoblins can." Mipha muttered, not wanting to bring down Zelda's mood.
Merrilee
He let out a scoff, finally sheathing the Master Sword and folding his wings. So far, this bokoblin had been little more than a *Nuisance,* And he could act quickly if things took a sudden turn.
"*As if* I could feel *Threatened* By something like that."

He blinked as Zelda looked towards him, still watching the exchange very tensely. *Especially* When it started sniffing her.

"I'd be wary of it, still, princess. There's a very keen difference between *Tame* And *Domesticated.* Even a tamed wild animal will still bite. It's just a matter of when. And monsters are especially wild."
Scott
*Hmph. That's better.*

*Roewen, noticing Revali sheathe his sword, also put his weapon away. There we go. Peace... It wasn't common for this to happen– Roewen was expecting to fight all three of them off at once. Looks like things took a turn for the better today.*

*He seemed absolutely delighted by this cloak. Reveling in the year's new trendiest look, Roewen's posture straightened a little. It would be very hard to get this back from him anytime soon.*

*Now that the situation had calmed down, Roewen decided to go inspect the other two. He walked up to Mipha first, giving her the sniff treatment. Zoras always sort of fascinated Roewen; while he couldn't swim, water was the Zora's whole thing.*

*And then there was Revali, who he was still slightly hesitant to come towards. Roewen hadn't been this close to a Rito before– they always flew away before he could... The feathers tickled his snout.*

*...Feathers. Soft.*

*Roewen reached out and grabbed at Revali's wing. Absolutely no manners present with this monster. Guess he couldn't help the curiosity.*
Pam
With her Lightscale Trident in hand, the Zoran princess stiffened. She's not exactly... Comfortable with the bokoblin, but she's rarely comfortable with dogs as well. Anything that took an interest in her scent and ate fish always made her weary. 

She released a quiet sigh as Roewen moved to Revali, giggling as it seemed most interested in the Rito. "Remember: be nice, Revali." She teased. Rarely has she felt this comfortable around Revali—or rather, a Revali, but he was otherwise pleasant to be around when Link wasn't in company.
Betty
Oh right right!!! I just saw this sorry  ]
Merrilee
*Be nice.*

That was easier said than done. "I'm only tolerating this little beast for your sakes." Revali huffed and took a step back, staring down at the Bokoblin with an uncertain grimace, brows furrowed. Wait, what was it doing— 

"Ah- hey, unhand me!"

His feathers ruffled up, and they certainly were soft indeed. They had to be, soft and layered fairly thick, to insulate him from the chilly winds of the Hebra region.
Scott
*Curiosity had completely surpassed Roewen's sense of self preservation now. The coat Roewen had on was warm, yes, but a Rito was on a whole other level. He had to know more.* 

*Clandestinely, the monster plucked a single feather and immediately backed the hell up as most feathered creatures do not enjoy getting plucked and also this one had a weapon. When he backed up, however, he did so towards Zelda. He seemed to begin trusting her because of the coat, and was now hiding behind her in case the blue guy got any more upset at him.*

*Closely, he began investigating the single feather, looking at it, holding it up to the light, running his finger across it, sniffing at it. Yes. Through his thorough scientific analysis, Roewen determined that this was, in fact, a feather.*
Lance
Zelda couldn't help but find amusement in the bokobkin hiding behind her. He reminded her of Terrako, if the droid were a monster instead. Curious, headstrong, and defiant—perhaps they could have been friends if Terrako was also a monster. 

Though, she didn't do much to protect the bokoblin. After all, she doubted Revali, though from a different time, would come close to her with a weapon drawn. "Wait, Revali... Can your Zelda communicate with the sword's spirit?" 

Having met another... *Her*—not just another Zelda—this gives her a chance to understand how relationships vary in each world with each of her variants, and if she could communicate with the variants of the Master Sword. 

Mipha seemed to be lost in thought, looking at the inn, and the horizon. Night was befalling them quickly... Though she didn't want to be disrespectful and end their conversation short.
Merrilee
"Ow!!! Why, you little-"

Revali's feathers puffed and bristled, and for a moment he loomed, wings half-spread, glaring at the little Bokoblin... But of course, with Zelda in the way, he didn't get too close. He didn't want to make *Her* Feel cornered. With a huff, he stepped back, and folded his wings across his chest.

Her question, though, caught him off guard. He blinked for a moment... Before he nodded once. "...She can, yes. Why do you ask?"

He noticed, though, the way the world was beginning to dim- and with it, came a familiar tightness in his chest. He wouldn't be flying back to the village tonight. He began a subtle shuffle backwards, towards the inside of the stable, but said nothing. Hoping that gradually, the others would gravitate indoors with him, where it was well-lit.

*Where it was safe.*
Scott
When all was said and done, Roewen politely walked up to Revali and attempted to put his feather back (to no avail, of course). Seeing as he had no further business here, the bokoblin sauntered towards the stable's exit, only to realize it was dark outside.*

*He stopped in his tracks for a moment, then turned back around. Maybe he could spend the night here instead. Roewen had been snuck up on by an animal once before while he was sleeping. Not fun. Also, he kind of liked it here... These not-monsters had it good.*
Betty
I think we could continue it- zelda had questions after all ]
Brenda
Once the bokoblin making its way away from them, Zelda gently sighed. "I'm glad I didn't have to talk about such a weapon in front of the bokoblin. I worried it would take it as a threat."

With the fire she and Mipha had set, it was now ablaze, the Hylian princess stoking the flame and firewood. "I wonder if every Zelda can communicate with the swords in their world... But also with the Sword's Spirit in worlds not their own." 

She looked to Revali and Mipha. "After all, it was the Master Sword that told the Zelda of this world that Link, despite the grim circumstances, could still be saved. I wonder if it would react to me."
Pam
Watching the bokoblin leave, Mipha took a seat by the fire, though kept a comfortable distance. It was growing chilly, and far less humid than she likes or is accustomed to. 

Listening to Zelda speak of the sword, Mipha silently sighed. "Thankfully, our Link never was on the brink of death—yet. Though, didn't the Master Sword react to Link's wish to protect you in the Lost Woods? During the battle with Astor?" 

Mipha thought in silence for a few moments. "I can imagine the Sword's Spirit can connect with any Link—or chosen hero—and Zelda in any world... After all, isn't it the same blade?"
Merrilee
*What in the world...?* Did it... Try putting the feather *Back?* Revali huffed out a sigh and shook his head, picking the feather up from the ground and storing it away in the Sheikah Slate for the time being. ...What a *Strange* Little Bokoblin. It didn't *Seem* To be causing any trouble now, so... He'd leave it be. For now.
"I'm not sure if it would even understand... Its grasp on our language seems minimal at best."

Seeing Mipha and Zelda choosing to remain by the fire outside, he gulped, eyes flitting anxiously about the darkened area beyond the fire's light... *It will be alright. There's a fire. They're here, you're not alone.* He tried to remind himself, though he couldn't get himself to settle down.

"Perhaps it's not just the nature of the sword, your highness, but the sacred powers you yourself wield. Though in that theory, anyone with the sort of power you have could potentially hear the sword's spirit." Revali mused, bringing a wing up to his beak.

"...Though I do wonder now, it seems that mine is not the only Master Sword in this world- your Link wields it too, is that correct?"
Pam
The fire wasn't Revali's friend. Nothing could escape the illumination from the flames. The Zoran princess stood, gently grabbing at Revali's wing. "Come, sit. Anxiously awaiting from something to go sour is sure to stress one out." She spoke quietly enough to where Zelda couldn't hear, assuming that Revali would perhaps grow embarrassed if all in company knew of his anxiety. 

Though not her Revali, she could at least extend kindness to him, to help him relax to some degree. It may be a world damaged and reeling from war, but even in ruins could beauty and sanctuary could be found.
Brenda
Though she glanced up at the two, she didn't get involved with their conversation. If Mipha or Revali wished for it to be private, then she will respect that. 

"Perhaps that is it. Though, the nature of the sword was made by Hylia herself, so perhaps it's two sides of the same rupee." She nodded to his question. "That is correct. The Link that belongs to this world also has wields it. So there's now at least three Master Swords present. At least, of what I'm aware of."
Merrilee
It wasn't the fire. It was the darkness that lay beyond. He couldn't *See* Well at night, and without a light source he was very well blind. The very thought sent his heart pounding. His gaze flitted to Mipha with a soft gasp, before he glanced around nervously... "...Very well. If you so insist." ...And slowly followed her. *Away* From the well-lit stable door, and closer to the uncertain veil of night.

He knelt down as close to the fire as he could without setting himself ablaze. As close to the *Light* As he could.

"*Three* Master Swords?" Revali couldn't help but sound incredulous. "...And there's no... This hasn't caused any sort of paradox? With three powerful weapons in the same time? ...I can't help but wonder what that means for the sword's spirit as well. Is *She* Now present threefold as well? Or can she only inhabit one at a time?"

....The sword on his back chimed once. As if to say *We fall under the same circumstances as you. There can be many of us at once, in this situation. The probability of a paradox is low, but not zero.*
Pam
She had caught him off guard, hadn't she? The gasp... He was afraid of something, perhaps something he believed to be lurking in the dark? Regardless, she felt a tenderness for Revali, after all, if he has lived a life similar to Wild due to the war... She can only imagine what horrors he's witnessed. 

With him so close to the fire, Mipha sighed softly. "Be careful, ash could get blown into your eyes. Not to mention, possible soot in your lungs."
Brenda
"If one hasn't happened, we can be reassured—," She heard the chime. As well as what she believed to be a faint glow, the princess smiling. "So I can communicate with the same sword from a different world... Fascinating." 

She was no longer stoking the fire, believing it to be lit enough. "I will vouch for Princess Mipha's concerns... It is one of the most painful sensations. It's like a burning, shooting sting. Do be careful, Revali."