Herbert
After being rescued from being adrift at sea, Taiya had finally set foot on the mainland. It was a strange thing to no longer see the sea stretching across further than the eye could see; it had become his reality for the past three years. This told him, at least, that Hyrule had a future, for which he was grateful.

He desperately needed to return to Her Highness, but until he could, he needed to find shelter, food, and water. He'd passed through a small Hylian village, and had learned yet another shocking thing of this era: a Sheikah was not such an uncommon sight. After discovering the parchment could cover for the language barrier, Taiya had used it to communicate with the Hylians and had discovered there was a village of Sheikah that was *Known*. Not hidden like his own had been, and... It sounded like it was fairly populated.

His tribe had been so diminished by the time he'd been born...

Naturally, he'd set out to find this village. If he had to be stranded in the future, then he should at least meet with his people. See what they would become. Perhaps their elders could share their wisdom with him, give him an idea of how to return. Surely his tribe would have *Eons* Of historical and magical records by now. 

He'd traveled far, but with the sun setting, he'd decided to settle in for the night. Coming across what the map he'd been given marked as a stable, Taiya paused, realizing he might be turned away. He had no rupees.
John
He didn't want to be here, but he didn't have much of a choice in the grand scheme of things. He'd passed out after struggling and failing to keep Princess Zelda and his Uncle Alfonso safe, and instead of waking up dead or in the empty fields of New Hyrule, he was stranded in some new time, studying a map that he had been struggling to properly read for a few days now, frustrated and confused by everything happening. Not to mention the untimely demise of someone he didn't even know, that he could hear *Loud and clear* From the strange parchment he had found in the sheathe of his sword. Worst of all, he was all alone...

*"Hey, Link! Do you think this puppy can see me?"*

Well. Mostly all alone. The engineer's gaze had shifted from the map he had been gifted tiredly to land on the slightly transparent face of the girl who had been haunting him for the past few years now. She didn't remember her own name, so he had taken to calling her Phantie... The name was on the nose, but what mattered is that she liked it. Currently, his phantom companion was hovering above the patient guard animal of the 'stable' he was staying at and assisting, studying the canine and trying to pet it despite the fact that she couldn't touch it. 

She was around his age, but she seemed so much more carefree compared to him. Way happier, despite being dead. He shook the thought out of his head and in turn simply said "No, I doubt it. I think it would know you were trying to pet it if it could." He stated softly, his gaze shifting slightly to look out the doorway, eyes resting on a new traveler he hadn't seen before. Back to business.

Link made his way to the front of the stable, followed closely by the phantom girl that was absentmindedly hovering a little closer to him than she probably meant to. "Good evening, Mister." The boy was quick to call with a gentle wave, trying his hardest not to offer his invisible companion an annoyed expression as his hand waved through her face.
Herbert
Taiya noticed the boy out of the corner of his good eye, but what truly caught his attention was the spirit hovering over the young man. She looked young... An older teenager, perhaps, right on the cusp of adulthood. He'd had years to grow used to the occasional spirit that appeared in the vision of his right eye, so he no longer outwardly startled like he had used to, but he couldn't say he wasn't concerned. In his experience, spirits tended to be those who had died with regrets or rather violently, and most of them bore no love for the living.

And letting them know you could see them was an open invitation for harassment. 

So he ignored the spirit, though he kept an eye on her as he focused his attention on the young Hylian. 

"Good evening," He replied, inclining his head in acknowledgment. "If I might take a moment of your time, do you know if it would be possible for me to bargain for a bed tonight? I have no rupees, but I would be happy to do any work that needs done in the morning to earn my keep."

He wasn't... Entirely sure if this young man was native to this Hyrule or not. He didn't want to just open with that kind of question; that would be odd. 

And he didn't want to scare the boy off, because he was *Concerned* About that spirit. Was she... Haunting him? Ah, Taiya never knew the best way to approach these situations; most people would likely call him mad if he tried telling them a spirit was hovering over their head.