Jacqueline
Fingers carefully rolled the parchment up after Legend silenced it, setting it aside where his equipment was laid out on his bed. 

This must have been important, if Wild wanted to silence both of their parchments. He would need to remember to unsilence Wild's, however. He's not sure that the man had internal magic strong enough to wield— or rather he may simply be unused to doing so. 

Exhausted though he was, and mind running a mile a minute about plans for the future, the hero shifted himself up on the bed to be seated fully. He was half tempted to stand, sit at the table if it was important...

... But he figures that the kid would probably shove him back in bed. No dice there, then. 

So, instead, he glances tired, iced over eyes up towards the other. "What'd you want to tell me, kid?"
Hubert
Wild took a deep breath in, then slowly let it out. He felt awkward standing, so he dragged one of the chairs from the table over to face Legend and sat down in it. He was vaguely aware of his leg starting to bounce, but he was too busy trying to gather his thoughts about this that he didn't try to still the movement. 

He had already run it by everyone in his head. All of them, *Including* Mipha, supported him on this. In Revali's words: 'Just *Propose* Already, the indecision is *Exhausting.'* But of course, Wild still had his doubts. Less about how Zelda would answer, and more about how terribly inexperienced he was with this. He wasn't sure how to go about this, he needed to talk to *Somebody.* And the first person who came to mind had been Legend.

"I think," He began, biting his lip. "I think I want to ask Zelda to marry me. She is... So special. I don't think there are words to describe how I feel about her. But-" Wild winced and ran his nails through his hair. "I feel like I don't know what I'm *Doing.* It's like I'm facing a dark room. There's a light on the other end, but I can't see where I'm walking. I don't want to trip and fall."

He sighed. "I just don't know how to go about this. I really need to just pull myself together, but it's nerve wracking that for the first time in a while, I feel like I'm in completely uncharted territory."
Jacqueline
Legend waited patiently as Wild went and settled, grabbing a chair and face knitted in that way it did when the kid was thinking of how to word something. The man simply leaned back and crossed his arms. 

Finally, it seemed, Wild got the courage to say what was needed. And it was *Certainly* Something, to say the least. He figures that the guy had been rolling around in the idea for minute, but the distance between when Wild and Flower began dating and *Now*... It was small. A practical *Hop* Away. But... Frankly, seemed the two were made for one another. *At least to me.* 

"... Hm. Well, kid, I'm... I suppose the word would be *Honored*... That you came to be about this. Give me a moment to think..."

... Marriage advice. Hell, *Proposal* Advice. It was something Legend wasn't... Experienced in, himself. Sure, there was all the official stuff that happened before, the betrothal, et cetera... *... Wait, the re-reading of the vows...*

"... Once my wife and I found a way to co-exist, and I mean *Truly* Co-exist with one another, I proposed to her. Properly, I mean. It's... A long story, I'll tell it later. What matters is— you have to know what *Flower* Wants. Would she be happy with a proposal in public, in front of everyone? Or would she be more happy with something private and personal? Would she want trusted friends around? Would *You*? I can... Give you a few examples. How I did it, how my parents did it. Would that help at all?"