Bad decisions
Considering the past signs in the temple to be good enough, he decided to tidy up and prepare a room for the mage. His outstretched hand moved in dramatic fluid motions, almost as though dancing without the rest of him. Inside the temple, he had chosen an easily secured room to clean and reinforce. Wind blew the dust out, using grains of eroded stone to scrub away the grime until the room was polished perfect. Then to be kind he furnished the room. A large soft bed loaded with pillows and blankets that he hoped would appeal to the mages comfort, fit upon a simple wooden frame shrouded in a warm dark purple canopy. Hopefully it would feel hidden and safe to the secret Minish brain hidden deep within Vaati's brain.
Taking Vaati's physical and magical depletion into account, he added a thick plush carpet and low table well suited to sitting on the floor. A tray set on the table contained a large pitcher of water, a jar of dry herbal tea with berry flavours, a kettle and teacup, bowls of different fruits and vegetables, a bowl of plain nuts and seeds, and finally a collection of various buns. Sweet buns, savoury buns, stuffed buns, all in unique colours and shapes.
Finally, Aldrik added wards to protect the recovering psychopath. With that, he opened his eyes and teleported Vaati away into the bed. Relaxing with Vaati out of the way for now, he turned to look at Octavo. It had taken mere moments, but the situation was resolved.
Offering Octavo a socially awkward smile, he summoned his notebook back to his hands and used magic to write.
"Hopefully they can relax with Vaati gone."
The mage even when moved remained out cold. From the mixture of the accidental connection through the other Vaati, and Aldrik ensuring he wouldn't be trouble at Red's. It seemed he's still going to be down for a few more hours at least.
Surprisingly Octavo gives an equally awkward smile back. " I hope so....Him being around so much always gives Mx. Red really bad flares of pain from stress..."
Looking to Aldrik again Octavo seems puzzled now. His cursed eye again showing him the unseen.
" .... Pardon if this comes off as rude. But your magic and ears ... They're both quite... Strange. Almost as if from a different time period with stronger roots to magic"
Very astute for someone who for the most part treated magic as a hobby
A brief look of concern flashed across Aldriks face at the realization that Vaati's presence alone could cause enough stress to aggravate Reds condition.
His attention was soon diverted as he noticed the magic in Octavos eyes was searching him, seeing more of the little mage than most could. Thankfully he had concealed the true grandiosity of his magic, but he still allowed a formidable aura to remain. A carefully constructed and multi-layered decoy. For an inexperienced magical being or apprentice level mage, it would appear as though Aldrik were a boy with incredible potential either cursed or blessed.
Aldrik solemnly nodded to the others observations, his face thoughtful as he wrote his response.
"Yes, from different time. Unsafe to elaborate, timelines important. Diverging timelines could pose risks. My lineage close to era of strong divinity, bloodline close to hero and princess." His old habit of mincing words from when he wrote by weakening hand effected his choice of words, but he got his point across.
Showing his response to Octavo, he awkwardly moved as though to self consciously touch his ear before pausing and refraining from doing so.
The bard had begun toying with a loose thread on his sleeve while Aldrik thought.
Looking to the new note Octavo sighs. " Huh... Perhaps once Mr. Vio is found he'll need reminded of that concept. He's always messing with time stuff. ... Regardless, if you don't want me telling the others I won't.."
After some thought of his own the mulberry haired teen sighs heavily. Looking up towards the windows on the second floor he seems focused on what is in the same position as Red's given the fully closed curtain.
" And again I didn't mean to come off rude about your ears. It's just uncommon to see such long ones"