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Wild notices when Four slides in next to him, but he doesn't say anything and neither does Four, so he continues to mess with the map. Among the others, he and Four don't really talk that much, which makes this whole situation a little weird. He can feel the smaller boy's eyes on him as he clicks around on the Slate, and he tries to hide how uncomfortable it's making him at first, but finally, he just turns over to him.
"Do you...?"
"Can I see it?" It's quick, and a little loud, but it's easy to how excited Four is, despite the rush and the bit of nervousness in his voice. "T-The Shekiah Slate I mean, if you're not using it." He pauses. "Well, I can see you're using it. If you're not using it for something important?"
Wild blinks in surprise, before nodding and handing it to him. "What did you want to know about?"
He holds it carefully, fidgeting with it for a moment before he realizes how to scroll through the different screens. "What were you looking at?"
"Well, in my world it's a map. But there's nothing for it to pick up here, that's why it's empty."
"What's the arrow in the middle?"
"Oh, that's the Sheikah Slate's location. We're there."
"Oh, cool!" His eyes are shining as he flips through different the different pages, asking about the runes and he only relents after Wild finally promises to show him once they end up in his world.
Wild slowly starts to relax as they continue. It's comfortable, almost like when he would show the kids from his world a new weapon or offer them a bit of a new meal he was working on. The moment he makes the connection he laughs. He's seen Four go off on Twi about being offhandedly compared to a kid.
Four looks up. "What?"
Wild waves him off. "Nothing."
Four raises an eyebrow but doesn't comment. "Okay. What are these though?"
Wild looks over his shoulder to see the gallery. The locations, specifically.
"..Places from your home? Did you travel through here?" Four's been talking but Wild hasn't been listening, and he tries hard to tune back in before Four catches on, but he's too late.
"...Are you okay?"
They're from the past. He doesn't realize he's started talking in sign until Four lifts his own in response.
Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't-
No, no. It's okay. I just- they're how I recovered the few memories I have from before the Calamity. I sought them out. He's avoiding eye contact.
Four stares at them all as if to imprint them into his memory, his hand hovering hesitantly over the screen. Can I look further?
Wild just nods, watching as he scrolls over to the more recent photos. Some are pictures he took over his adventures, but most of them are pictures of Zelda, or flowers, or just something she wanted a picture of. Four stops over one, smiling slightly.
That's me!
Wild looks over. It is, he realizes, smiling slightly himself. It's a photo of Four standing next to the master sword, which is just barely shorter than him. Wind is next to him, waving his hand over his head as if to add to the affect of how small he is. They’re both clearly laughing, and the others can be seen standing around him. Even from the little bit that can be seen, everyone looks relaxed.
It is.
He keeps scrolling, laughing, and smiling at most of them. Man, we're a mess.
I'm not arguing with you.
They shift into another silence, this one considerably more comfortable as Four continues to mess with the slate. After a bit, he speaks. "Your Zelda is very beautiful, you know. She's lucky to have you as her hero."
"I, um-" He falls back. Thank you. I'm sure your Zelda is lucky to have you, too.
"Pfft, I dunno about that, I'm pretty obnoxious once you get to know me. Like, really obnoxious. Trust me."
"You sound like you're speaking from experience."
"Oh, I know me, of course I'm speaking from experience."
He laughs. "That's true, I guess."
"Did you style her hair?"
"What?"
"In some of these photos. You're out in the woods but sometimes her hair is really elaborate."
"Oh, yeah, that was me."
"Is it relaxing? Is that why you grew yours out?"
"...Partially. It mostly grew out just because I didn't take the time to cut it. Also yes, it is pretty relaxing, I never really realized that."
"Well, you could do mine sometime if you want. I'm terrible at it, it goes everywhere." He offers a small smile.
Wild returns it. "I might take you up on that one day."
Four nods, handing him the Slate back, pausing before continuing.
Thank you for sharing that with me.
Don't mention it. He watches as Four starts towards everyone else, Wind grabbing his arm and pulling him towards something. He looks down when fur brushes his arm, running a hand down Twilight's back.
He cocks his head as if to ask what just happened, but Wild just shakes his head, still grinning.
"Nothing important Twi, we were just talking."