@desertforged gets a starter from Sheik!
There was something almost comforting about the thought that outcasts would always be drawn to other outcasts. They ones who were the most alone, they were the ones with no family and no home, but there was still always hope as long as they stumbled onto one another.
Unfortunately, this was perhaps the last person that this particular outcast would have ever wanted to run across.
Shi recognized Ganondorf. He could have lived ten thousand more years and would have still been able to recognize him, even if the man had become twisted and mutated and a husk of who he had once been. No disguise or wardrobe change would hide him from crimson eyes that had been waiting far too long for a moment like this. It felt almost like an endless well of pure hatred twisted in his stomach at the sight of him, and he found one hand moving to a dagger on his belt beneath his cloak almost without thought.
He had done so much to hurt everyone. He didn't deserve to live.
What stayed his hand was the fact that this man was not just the monster who had tormented Hyrule, and he wasn't just another reincarnation of the man who had tormented him.
It was raining, and most people around the stable had taken shelter inside. All, except for Shi and that man. If he didn't know any better, Shi would have almost described the way he was acting as... tense. Maybe even fearful.
"Most people come inside to stay out of the rain." His voice was surprisingly even despite the whirlwind of emotions inside. Shi released the hilt of the dagger, choosing instead to take a few steps closer as he smiled. "There's plenty of room in the stable. They never mind people waiting there during bad weather."