[The way Sorey carries himself in this environment, the thoughtful smile, the air of peace that seems to settle around him...Link finds himself drawn into it, for a moment. Two adventurers sharing a campfire. How many nights like this did they have --him, the Champions, and Princess Zelda-- before the Calamity? How much did any of them need to hear words similar to what Sorey just said to him? And yet, it's not regret he feels, right now, but peace. A night shared with someone who seems to understand.
He lets the silence linger, letting it be filled by the crackle of the fire.
A faint smile works its way into his expression at Sorey's question, and he nods softly.]
I'm not sure how I'd be as a teacher, but I can try...if you want.
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He lets the silence linger, letting it be filled by the crackle of the fire.
A faint smile works its way into his expression at Sorey's question, and he nods softly.]
I'm not sure how I'd be as a teacher, but I can try...if you want.