[He perks up as the other Sky speaks to him, turning his head to the other side to better see him, the creature above him thankfully having let him have his ability to see around back.]
[Responsibilities may be hard, and they are, but itās in no right of a weapon to complain. So he doesnāt, he chooses not to even acknowledge that comment, and instead pretends he didnāt hear it. Heās good at pretending. He always has been.]
[ā¦Yea, heās figured that much. He sighs, defeatedly, and shuffles a little more to get a tad more comfortable. He doesnāt enjoy laying down, considering he can feel his bones against his skin when he does so, but heāll make do with what he has.]
[The familiar āshlingā of a weapon being pulled out of itās sheath has him looking up immediately, and then does he see the blade Sky wields-]
[The Blade he now places on his lap is no other than the Master Sword.]
[His eyebrows furrow further in shock, his body tenses as he sees the Master Sword on his lap, and he feels more compelled to pull out the Master Sword secured to his back more than ever now. But, he canāt move much so he instead tilts his head up just far enough for the back of his head to touch the hilt of his sword- itās still there. Oh, thank Hylia.]
[His head falls back down onto the ground right after, and he relaxes yet once more, this time entirely ignoring the anguish it brings and letting it die down on its own.]
[This whole time thing is confusing. And disorienting. And quite frankly annoying to some degree. Alas, he canāt do anything about it. So, instead, he chooses to let his guard down- just this once- and chooses the best option out of everything: resting. Yea sure heās not immediately going to fall asleep right now, but itāll happen soon enough, now that he put his guard down entirely. His usually stern expression softens, his eyebrows are no longer furrowed, and he looks more alive now.]
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