Melon thanked Kiron with a look of disbelief on his face. It had been a while since anyone had showed him such kindness. "Th-thank you, sir." He managed, as he walked his neighbor walk away. He proceeded to knock on their door, and Kiron's wife answered, handing him the large basket full of food with a smile. Melon thanked her several times before disappearing into his small apartment and tucking into a large peach. It was delicious.<br/><br/>His evening was spent portioning out the food; if he did things right, he could eat all the fruit before it went bad and he could have fresh things for a week. Such nice people lived in Castle Town; he could rarely believe it. He went to bed early that evening, for he would have to be up at the crack of dawn... Before he fell asleep he tucked his rupees into the safe place under the floor boards, and washed his face and body carefully, removing the soot.<br/><br/>The morning came earlier than he wanted--much earlier. He woke, bleary-eyed, to the sound of someone pounding on his door. With a groan, he rolled out of bed, fidgeting with his clothes. Some time during the night he'd removed his shirt, and didn't bother to retrieve it and put it on before he answered the door.<br/><br/>"Yes?" Melon managed, leaning against the door frame, obviously still partly asleep. His hair was mussed, too, strands falling in his face. He rubbed his left eye to get the sleep out of it, because he didn't want to look<i>too</i>ridiculous in front of a new person. The fact that it was the strange man from yesterday hadn't even struck him yet.