Pock bit his lip shyly while smiling, letting out a small giggle. “I’m Pock! Whas Yoo’we name mwistew?”
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Pock? Wasn't that another name for a blemish? Ah... his parents must hate him to have him running around with a name like that. Still, the little guy was nice and polite.
❝ Link, ❞ he replied softly, twirling a bit of his hair with his index finger. Why was he being so quiet with a child? Pretty ridiculous, he realized.
❝ Where are your parents, Pock? ❞











