#hylian!dal

[axewchao]

Here, have this Hateno Cheese. It’s fresh and hard to come by without the appropriate side quest. :D

A bottle of milk well spent :3

Dal, honey, you could've used that for a pizza... =_="

[axewchao]

A Surprisingly Soothing Sunrise

In which the Rito and the Hylian have another moment alone.

~~~

Revali had always rose with the sun.

He wasn't sure why, he just did. It didn't matter if he was exhausted the night before, sick with yet another cold or fever as a child, or simply wanted to sleep in, once the light hit his face, he would wake without fail.

And try as he might, he wouldn't be able to fall back asleep. By now he'd learned to accept such an odd habit, but by Medli's mercy did he want to sleep past sunrise right now.

It had been a few days since The Talk. Dalex had said his piece, and Revali believed him. Believed that he wasn't lying, at least. And he wasn't sure where to go from there. He doubted Dalex knew either.

During that time, Revali would often steal glances at the Hylian when no one was looking. Before The Talk, nothing would come of it. But now, he would catch Dalex staring right back, faded eyes (er, eye) full of an emotion Revali couldn't put a name to. Longing, maybe? The Talk had ended rather abruptly due to Revali's emotional exhaustion. There was still some things left to be said, that much was clear.

And as weird as it was to admit, it was nice to know that Revali wasn't the only one who wanted to continue The Talk.

If only either of them knew how. Then maybe things wouldn't feel so... complicated.

~

Revali could still feel Dalex's hand in his own as they left Faron Woods. He hadn't meant to hold it for so long, he just... didn't let go.

He wished it was a wing he was holding...

But he can't hold that wing anymore, can he?

"You don't have to worry about me using it anymore. The mask, I mean. I threw it away. Whoever finds it can have it, for all I care..."

Revali never worked up the nerve to say that he found it. Scooped it up from Satori Mountain before anyone else could get their grubby hands on it. He wasn't sure what would've happened if he did tell Dalex. Another look of shock, perhaps? Dalex did seem as though he was expecting the worst from their conversation.

Just like Revali himself. Believing that misery was all that awaited him in the end, and taken by surprise when it wasn't.

He looked up from the cheap stable bed he'd been lying in. The other Champions and the Princess were all sound asleep in their own beds with the exception of Daruk, who was curled in a ball with a small (for his size) blanket amusingly draped over him.

If that didn't give away that he was out cold, the snoring certainly did. Revali was surprised that everyone actually slept through that all night.

With a sigh, Revali sat up, running his hand through his crest. He wanted to just lay there and hopefully doze until the others woke, but he doubted that would work. Might as well get up and do... anything, really.

Maybe a walk would take his mind off things. Help him work up the energy he needed for the day.

As he got up to do just that, he failed to notice that one of the beds was vacant.

~

Revali told himself it would be just a walk, but in reality it felt more like a hike. Complete with a bit of climbing as he ascended to higher points of the plateau.

Sure, he could've just flown up, but for once, he didn't feel like it. Every bird has to land eventually, after all. They can't fly for eternity like a certain Divine Beast he knew.

...Wait, could Medoh fly forever? Or would she run out of... power? What the hell was even fueling Medoh in the first place? Or the other ancient technology for that matter? Maybe he should've paid more attention to Purah and Robbie's little seminars.

But then he'd be there for hours... Eh, he could just ask Medoh directly.

No, but then both Sheikah would hound him endlessly for answers. Purah never got over the fact that each Champion could literally communicate with their respective Beast...

Revali stopped beside a tree and pinched his brow. This "walk" was not helping. Instead of making him feel better, it just left him annoyed at two Sheikah scientists that weren't even here. And once again he threw himself into another mental back-and-forth. Gods, he did not need this so early in the morning.

He could just turn back...

...No. He started this, might as well see it through to the end. And by "see it through to the end," he meant "find a nice spot to watch the sunrise." Hopefully staring at a ball of light in the sky would make this nonsense in his head stop for a moment.

Just one. That's all he asks.

Stepping out from the trees, he rubbed his eyes, about to let out a yawn before immediately clamping his beak shut.

What is he doing here?!

Sitting at the edge of a pond, back turned to Revali and the water, was none other than Dalex. If it weren't for the fact that he and Revali hadn't spoken to each other since The Talk, Revali would've been convinced that the Hylian was following him around. It seemed that he also aimed to watch the sunrise, as he didn't appear to react to Revali's approach.

Not even his odd pointy ears twitched. Revali doubted that Dalex even heard anything just now.

They're still drooping...

Revali let a small amount of worry fill his chest. That dull hue that covered Dalex's entire body, even his clothes, was still there. Revali could see it, even in the warm light of the sun. His hair looked even more messy, though given the hour, Revali was willing to chalk that up to an untamed bedhead. And that weird bead thing at the end of his braid...

Gray. Revali distinctly remembered it being blue when... when...

When he was with me as the Starling.

The mere thought of him sent Revali back in time. When the two of them were sitting on a plateau much like this one, under the light of the full moon. Talking and laughing as fireflies and the occasional fairy gathered around them. 

Back then, Revali felt... 

Like he could say anything, feel anything. Like he had a real friend for the first time ever. A kindred spirit, in more ways than one.

What a lovely night that was. He missed those nights. He missed his friend.

He's right there, isn't he? The logical part of him asked. You made your choice. You decided that he was not some heartless liar that used you like a toy. If you want your friend that badly, what are you waiting for?

He hated how that part of him had a point. But... it was still different.

How?

It... it just is, okay?! He can't just go up to Dalex and say hi anymore!

And why not?

...Wait a minute. That tone... 

...Medoh, is that you?

...What a shame. You caught me. There were no traces of guilt or resignation whatsoever from the Divine Beast.

Revali bit back the urge to growl. He was not in the mood for this. What do you want, Medoh?

A wonderful question, my Champion. I want you to go speak to your friend.

...We're not friends. Revali felt his throat tighten. Not anymore...

And who is the liar now, I wonder? Medoh chided, a hint of smugness in her voice.

Don't give me that, Medoh. It's complicated, you know this!!

It is only complicated because you are actively making it complicated.

Revali nearly squawked. I'M making it hard?! How?!

By not talking, you fool. Revali imagined Medoh shaking her head, You did well in Faron Woods, but you have not spoken to him since. I know you wish to speak with him again, do not try to deny it.

Damned Beast, reading his mind. Who knew that ancient technology could be so unbelievably nosy?

I heard that.

Oh, I know you did. Revali pouted, crossing his wings.

Revali... Medoh sighed, You cannot dance around him forever. Surely you realize this.

Don't pin all the blame on me, Medoh. He hasn't made any move to speak either.

Based on my observations, he likely will not speak to you until you have given him permission to do so.

Wha- Permission?? What are you talking about?

Think about it. Even after you had stopped avoiding him, he made no move to speak to you until you asked for a meeting in Faron Woods. He had plenty of opportunities to approach you, but he did not. Even after your talk, he has yet to say anything else, but he keeps looking at you the same way you have been looking at him. My best hypothesis? He is waiting for you to make the first move once again. You are the one that had been hurt, after all.

That... 

Revali's crest drooped. He... hadn't thought about that, actually...

You... you think he's just been giving me space?

I do. Would you not do the same if your roles were reversed?

...

No need to answer. I know you're conscientious enough to do so.

I... still can't just walk up to him like that, Medoh. I don't even know if that's... okay.

...'Okay'? Medoh echoed with a confused trill, Why would it not be?

After everything that's happened? Do you honestly believe that we'll be friends again THAT easily?!

You could start to.

Revali searched his mind for a rebuttal. He couldn't find one.

I understand that you are both hurting. Your friendship likely will not be the same. But there is nothing more you can do other than go forward.

...

Tell me, Revali... what do you want?

I don't know what you-

Do you want your friend back?

...Yes. The admission made a weight lift off his shoulders. Funny, he didn't notice it until it left.

Then go get him. He is right there.

But you just said-

It will not be the same, that is true. But is that truly a bad thing?

Medoh's logic was absurd. It was bad because... because...

If things do not work out, then they do not work out. But you will not know until you try.

Gods, Medoh... why do you keep pushing me like this?

I have told you before; I want to see you happy. And you were happy with him. Just as he was happy with you.

That final note didn't make Revali's heart jump. He swears it didn't.

Remember when you first retrieved his mask? You wanted him to prove you wrong. Give him a chance.

With a heavy sigh, Revali gave in. 

Fine, Medoh... you win. But if things go wrong, I'm blaming you and your incessant meddling.

I accept any and all consequences. Now stand up straight, he heard you.

...Wait, WHAT?!

Good luck, my Champion.

~

Sure enough, Dalex had turned to Revali, one ear raised to pick up the sound of him relenting to a mechanical bird. His visible eye was wide with surprise, and his whole body was tense, as though he expected an ambush.

A bit of a pointless action, considering that the sword that seals the darkness was nowhere to be seen.

"I..." Revali coughed, "Didn't expect you to be such an early riser." ...Really? The first thing he says after The Talk and that's what he comes up with?

Dalex opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out. His eyes kept flicking back and forth, as if searching for anything to stare at that wasn't Revali.

He looks ready to run. Say something, already!

"...Is this seat taken?" Revali motioned toward a spot beside Dalex. When the Hylian shook his head, Revali brushed some dirt away with a talon before sitting down, his knees barely grazing the other's.

...This felt too close. But he can't scoot away now, that'd make things even more awkward, he knew it...

He stole what felt like the millionth glance at Dalex, who still seemed to be avoiding any form of eye contact. He turned his head further away from Revali, towards one of the distant mountains instead of the rising sun. 

"I... Have been meaning to talk to you for a while now."

One of Dalex's ears perked up.

"I know I ended our last talk rather... quickly. But I just..." Revali ran his wing through his crest, struggling to find his words.

"...You don't have to force yourself." Revali's feathers ruffled at the sound of the other's voice.

Dalex turned to him then, eyes glazed over with regret. "I know you don't want to see me right now. If I'd known you'd be up at this hour, I wouldn't have come up here at all."

He sounds so... defeated. Ironic, coming from Hyrule's "unbeatable" knight...

The thought sounded terribly wrong in Revali's mind. 

"I'll... I'll just go-"

"No." Without thinking, Revali reached out to Dalex's shoulder, stopping the Hylian from standing. At Dalex's surprised face, Revali fumbled for more words. "I-I mean... You can stay. If you want, that is."

A dull purple eye flicked back and forth between the wing on his shoulder and Revali's face. "...Are you sure?"

"Like I said, I've been meaning to... well... you heard me." Revali's crest drooped, "...I can't keep doing this."

"Doing... what?"

"Avoiding you." Dammit, he hadn't meant to blurt that out... "I just keep thinking about what you said and-... and what you said when you were him and... and I just..." Revali sighed, covering his eyes with a wing, "...I don't want things to end like this."

Dalex didn't respond, but Revali felt a small, featherless hand touch his. Right, he hadn't let go of Dalex's shoulder...

I don't want to let go...

"...He was... you were... my best friend. And when you took the mask off that night, I just... I panicked."

You were more than just my best friend. I thought... I thought I could-

"I thought it was all one big ruse. With how guilty you looked it seemed like you were about to confess to some horrid crime, and I... I thought you were just using me."

He heard Dalex's breath hitch. Did... did something just tap his feathers?

"And I was so scared. For once in my entire life, I was scared that I was absolutely right. That you were just toying with me, that it was all some sick joke."

He felt it again. Something fell on his feathers. It was... wet?

"But then we talked in the woods and... and you said all those things."

"I started to realize it still wasn't me. Not in your eyes. Could I really count as your friend when you didn't even know who I really was?"

"You deserve a real friend. Someone that can actually speak to you without needing to hide behind a mask the whole time."

"When I realized what I was doing, I had to stop it. I was being selfish and I was hurting you and..."

"And I'm so sorry."

"If..." Revali steeled his nerves, "If I'm right, you had better tell me this instant instead of stringing..." At the feeling of more wet things hitting his wing, Revali uncovered his eyes and turned to look at the Hylian. "me... along..."

Oh. That's what that wet stuff was. Dalex was crying.

...Wait, crying?

"H-Hey-"

"I never meant for this to h-happen..." Dalex's head was down, his entire body shaking as he struggled to hold his sobs in.

Now Revali was the one silent. Of all the things that could come from this, he never expected the Hero of Hyrule to break down in tears like a child being scolded. He couldn't recall ever seeing Dalex cry like this before. Or cry at all, for that matter. When injured, all the Hylian would do was grit his teeth and bear the pain.

Even in Faron Woods he was able to keep himself together with only a few tears slipping, but now he's...

"I just- I wanted to- I-I mean I-" Dalex was nearly choking on his cries now. "I never wanted to hurt you, I swear I didn't! You don't deserve that, you never deserved that!!" He furiously rubbed his eyes, "This is what I get for being selfish..."

The way he said that word... it was dripping with venom. Like he despised the mere concept with every fiber of his being.

Like he despised himself with every fiber of his being.

"I should've just left you alone. I should've never used that damned mask. I wanted to be your friend, but all I did was hurt you!! I-" He covered his face with his hands, muffling whatever else he wanted to say.

Revali's ears strained to hear it. It sounded like another 'I'm sorry.' And another. And another.

I can't take this anymore.

His wings wrapped around Dalex before either of them could react.

Please don't cry, Starling...

The area around them was completely silent, save for the wind and Dalex's sobs. Revali made no move to release him, slowly running a wing up and down Dalex's back. The Hylian in question was shaking to his core, but eventually leaned into the embrace. Revali was sure that his scarf was getting soaked with tears now.

But he couldn't care less about a wet scarf. What he cared about was what was in his arms right in that moment.

The Hylian Champion, the Hero of Hyrule, the wielder of the sword that seals the darkness. This man went by many names, and was known from Hebra to Necluda and everywhere in between for silently bearing each and every burden that came his way. Nothing made his face rise or fall, nothing made him speak his mind, and nothing made him show signs of fear or misery.

He was said to be unbreakable. Unshakeable. Everything he did, he did it without a shred of remorse or uncertainty.

Yet here he was, crying his eyes out because of how his actions personally affected one person. Just one.

And that was enough for Revali to finally admit what he'd never thought he would:

...I was wrong.

~

No one asked any questions when they returned to the stable. Revali could tell such inquiries were on the tip of everyone's tongue, though.

He couldn't say that he blamed them. After all, it wasn't like any of them thought they'd wake up and see the Rito Champion carrying a sound asleep Hylian Champion on his back, taking slow steps as to avoid jostling his cargo.

For a moment, Revali wondered if letting Dalex literally cry himself to sleep was a good idea. But one look at the dark circles under his eye was enough to convince Revali to let the poor man rest. It was clear that Revali wasn't the only one who lost sleep over all of this...

After setting Dalex down in the bed Revali had used the previous night, he did a quick stretch, 'complaining' about how heavy the little knight was as he stepped back out into the sun. A brief moment was spent asking the stableman to leave Dalex undisturbed, even throwing a few extra rupees their way to be certain they'd do as asked.

He could feel the other Champions' eyes on him as he strapped his bow to his back. He ignored them, unleashing his Gale and taking to the skies.

The sunlight warmed his feathers, and the weight tied to his heart, while still present, felt much lighter. He flew east, searching for a suitable clearing to begin his training for the day.

A lone feather fluttered in the aftermath of Revali's Gale, drifting into the stable and landing beside the slumbering Hylian.

Said Hylian's expression was as blank as always, but his mind was more at ease than it had been in months.

[axewchao]

Does Dalex have the stomach for Dubious Food? :0c Would he rather let Revali have it?

Both of them would sooner purge such unholy swill from this realm.

It doesn't matter the weapon, whether it's a measly fire arrow or Din's Fire itself (which Dal doesn't actually know how to use, not without passing out at least-), they will destroy such a demonic dish before it can harm anyone. Even their greatest enemies are protected from it; that's how dedicated they are to cleansing all plates from the meal that shall not be named.

[axewchao]

A Difficult Topic To Broach

Broach (v): To raise a sensitive or difficult subject for discussion.

In which the Rito and the Hylian have a long overdue talk.

Story's under the readmore! And it's a long one, longest I've probably ever written! Enjoy the wall of text, y'all :'D

~~~

Revali could count on one wing all the times he'd been this nervous.

His first archery competition. His first flight race. The first time another Rito showed romantic interest in him. That time he challenged his endurance by flying nonstop for several hours, followed by him crash-landing on Satori Mountain and meeting the mountain's Lord face-to-face, ending with him shrieking in pure terror as he ran away.

But this… this was something else entirely. It wasn't his pride nor his life on the line, merely his heart.

It had been several weeks since he retrieved that accursed mask from the aforementioned mountain. Several weeks of replaying everything in his head, searching for any signs of deceit or truth, and giving himself a headache from his indecisiveness. Several weeks of lying awake at night with the mask in his arms, refusing to admit that he wished the mask's owner was there with him, to have those long-winded talks he'd grown so fond of.

Several weeks of avoiding the Hylian that caused all this, either hiding out of reach on Medoh or staying out of sight as much as possible when grounded by the other Champions as a group. Daruk and Mipha ended up having Revali as both backup and a sparring partner more often, not that either of them showed any complaints. If anything, Daruk in particular was overjoyed, assuming that their normally standoffish Rito ally was finally coming out of his shell. Rather than deny it, Revali for once held his tongue, letting the loud Goron think whatever he pleased.

The proud back "pats" he could do without, though.

And Urbosa? Revali never liked it when she tried lecturing him, or gave him that look that said 'I can read you like a book.' But it seemed as though this time she was just as in dark as everyone else, only commenting on Revali's shift in behavior a few times before moving on to more important matters, like the Princess' wellbeing, along with her knight's.

Speaking of that little knight…

Revali's rage over "the incident" had mostly died down, enough for him to stomach seeing the Hylian or hearing the other man's name without sneering. The knight in question didn't seem to make any effort to seek Revali out as far as he could tell, though whether it was because of guilt or indifference remained unclear. Revali's first instinct was to assume the latter; that the other boy was back to being his unemotive, uncaring, placid-faced self after his little stunt.

But those dark circles under his eyes, the signs of neglect in his hair, his ears somehow drooping even more than they already do, the overall faded complexion he'd displayed since that fateful night…

No one would take an act that far… would they?

If he truly wished to “toy” with you as you say, would he have bothered to reveal his true self at all?

That was the question Medoh probed Revali with, one he couldn't answer. Because truthfully, he was afraid.

Afraid that everything he assumed was right. That the perfect Rito, the perfect person he was able to form a meaningful connection with, was nothing more than a wicked, heartless lie.

Just this once, he wanted to be wrong.

~~~

Asking the Hylian to meet him alone was not easy.

Something always got in the way. A new monster to fight, a Yiga ambush, the knight just not being left alone for even one damn minute. For all of Zelda's efforts to get away from her appointed knight, he always found a way to keep her in his line of sight. And when she wasn't around, someone else was. From Mipha healing his wounds, to Urbosa dragging him off for sparring or lectures or Medli knows what else, to Daruk challenging his "brother" to random tests of strength. All in an effort to "get the little guy out of his funk!" in the big lug's own words.

Regardless of his "funk" being real or not, Revali had to give the Hylian credit where it was due; enduring such a complete lack of personal space for weeks on end wasn't something just anyone could do. Not without snapping, anyway. Revali would've undoubtedly started pecking at someone or plucking his own feathers by now if he were in the Hylian's talons. Er, shoes.

Was this the reason why he only appeared as a Rito at night, then? Because that was the only free time he actually had? And he chose to spend it with—

Revali forced the faint traces of hope in his heart back down. It was too soon for things like that. That was another thing Medoh told him: to not take his first guess and run with it. The ancient bird really was trying to act like a mentor of sorts, turning this into one giant "lesson" for Revali to learn.

The timing could've been better on her end. Maybe when Revali's ability to trust others wasn't in danger, perhaps? Just throwing it out there.

Now, with all these obstacles in place, simply waiting until nightfall was obviously the correct option, right? Oh, how he wished.

Even on the nights where he wasn't too tired to think clearly, all it would take is one glance at the Hylian and Revali's nerves would fly right out the window. He gave himself excuse after excuse; it's too soon, I don't know what to say, the others will hear us, he'll humiliate me. But the topic needed to be broached, whether Revali liked it or not.

It was either that or suffer in silence forever.

So with a heavy wing and pounding heart, he reached out and grabbed the Hylian's shoulder, stopping both of them from following everyone to the Highland Stable. He ignored the way the other man nearly flinched as he leaned in from behind, his beak barely brushing against a silver-pierced ear.

"We need to talk." He whispered urgently, "Meet me in Faron Woods. Tonight."

The burgundy-haired boy hesitated before nodding, not even turning to meet Revali's eyes. In a way, Revali was grateful; he felt like he would've cracked under the stress if he had to look at those darkened purple irises again. He pulled his wing away as though he'd been burned and continued onward, leaving the knight behind.

He kept walking, even passing the princess and other Champions, eyes firmly locked on his own talons.

He didn't look back, not even when several voices called his name in concern.

~~~

Night had come much sooner than Revali would've wanted.

The sky was clear, both the stars and rising moon were in perfect view, so Revali had no need to worry about getting lost in the dark due to his damned lack of night vision. Under any other circumstance, the moonlight streaking through the trees would've been a lovely sight, but it currently failed to ease his racing mind.

As he walked (he didn't run, shut up) across Fural Plain towards the woods, Revali made the choice to wait by the entrance instead of going inside. This way, he could keep an eye out for when the man in question showed up. The last thing he wanted was to be left sitting in the woods alone like some fool.

He already made a fool of me once, no reason to let him dig the knife in.

Enough of that, Revali.

Revali nearly set off his gale in a panic. Medoh?! Gods, I told you to stop scaring me like that!!

My apologies. But my point still stands, you must stop that nonsense.

What are you talking about?

Clinging to your assumptions. You are doing it again. Medoh paused, as if sighing. And you were doing so well earlier…

Revali scoffed. I don't recall asking for your approval.

Perhaps you did not, but I will express it anyway. Medoh wasn't capable of chuckling, but Revali could practically hear it regardless. You were indeed doing well before. And it is clear that you are trying to do well now. I am glad to see that you took my words to heart.

Revali growled under his breath as he smoothed down his feathers. …Thanks.

Hm? I detect a note of… what was it again… sarcasm? Are you being sarcastic with me?

Don't give me that, you know what sarcasm is, Medoh.

Yes, yes, I am well aware. I was simply trying to calm you down with our usual banter. Medoh's tone suddenly turned to faint concern. Your mind is filled with troubled thoughts…

Revali didn't reply, his crest drooping as he looked down. He leaned against a tree and hugged himself, despite there being no chill in the air.

Are you alright?

Alright? Revali's eyes burned, How could I possibly be alright? My heart could be shattered to pieces by sunrise. How do you expect me to feel?

So you decided to confront him after all?

Aren't you literally in my head all the time?

Medoh paused again before answering, her tone switching back to that of a consultant. Revali… I understand that you are fearing the worst. But I believe that you are… how to put it… overprepared.

Revali raised a brow. What?

You have made yourself aware of the worst possible outcome. Which is, again, understandable. But in the process, you are convincing yourself that the worst result is the only one you will get. Have you forgotten what I said before?

Revali sighed. No… I haven't. But what if…

…Yes?

What if… Revali gulped, his heart picking up speed once more. What if he really is sorry? What then?

Medoh made a confused trill. I do not understand your question.

If he really was just using me, at least then I know what I'll do; hate him for all eternity, never forgive him, and never give him the time of day again. But… If he wasn't, then… Revali trailed off, reluctant to finish the thought.

I do not have the answer to that. What happens next between the two of you is for you both to decide.

Yeah… Revali sighed, I figured you wouldn't. He looked up, gazing toward the distant stable. I know he agreed to come, but…

I am not nearby, so I cannot see him. Nor can I currently see him through your eyes. But the night is young, and you left rather early.

That much was true. Revali had opted to leave for the forest as soon as he'd finished eating that evening. Everyone (minus Mipha and Daruk, who ate their own fill of fish and rocks respectively) had carrot soup this time, but sadly they weren't the godly Kakariko carrots, so he couldn't distract himself with a delicious meal. All he could do was eat quietly while the others talked, and steal glances at the Hylian when no one else was watching.

He has a name, you know.

Oh, shut it.

Yet another preparation, perhaps? Teaching yourself to stop addressing him by name in case the worst comes to pass?

Revali felt himself flush under his feathers, mostly out of anger than embarrassment over the beast's correct guess. Shut up!

You are better off waiting until after your suspicions are confirmed or denied before you try something like this. You have been refusing to call him by name for weeks now.

If he really is as cruel as any other Hylian, then I don't even want to think about his name, let alone utter it. Is that a crime now?

It is if you are doing it before you talk to him. Must you be so dramatic?

It's not dramatic! If he saw no reason to treat me with respect then I don't—

Honestly, Revali… Medoh cut him off, It would not kill you to hold off on your judgement a moment longer. Now be still and hold your tongue. Revali's vision suddenly gained a faint blue hue. The Divine Beast was using his eyes.

The stable. Look again.

Revali did as he was told, but wasn't sure what he was looking for. The blue of Medoh's presence made everything blend together. …What? What is it?

…He is coming. It would seem that much like you, he has no intentions of wasting time.

Wait, what-?! Revali's feathers puffed in alarm. He shook his head and blinked several times, willing Medoh's vision away. Sure enough, there he was, walking down the path towards the now-panicking Rito. His head was down, so Revali couldn't see his face, just locks of burgundy that were much duller than they should've been, even under moonlight.

His time was running out.

No no no no no, not now! Revali hid behind a tree, hoping his feathers would blend in with the foliage. How long has he-? I don't even know what I'll-! He grabbed at his frazzled crest, Medoh, help me out here!! What do I do-?!

As I said before, what happens next depends on you. Both of you, and no one else. I refuse to interfere.

You couldn't give me a better warning, at least-?! Revali mentally yelled as he frantically smoothed down his feathers.

Calm yourself. Be patient and listen to his defense. Once all has been said, then you may pass your judgement. And not a moment sooner. Do you understand?

I… I…

Do you understand, Revali?

Revali's eyes started to burn, and he shut them tight. After a moment's hesitation, he finally relented. …Yes. I understand.

Good. I will leave you to settle this mess. Do not do anything rash, and do not act as though woe is all that betides you.

Was Medoh really about to just leave him to fend for himself here?? Sure, he never asked for Medoh's assistance in this matter, or any matter at all before, but him not asking never stopped her from meddling anyway!

I wish you the best of luck, my Champion. And with that, Medoh's presence was gone.

Of all the times to leave him alone… why now? It felt like Medoh had just thrown him to the wolves. Damned beast!!

All Revali could do was curl his hands into fists as he tried to force himself to calm down. Keep a straight face. Don't let the Hylian know that his will was unsteady. He had to be firm and direct, like always. He could do this. He had to do this. He—

…was cut off by the sound of someone gasping under their breath.

Oh dear Zephos and Cyclos, he couldn't do this.

Revali looked over his shoulder, and there he was, just a couple feet away.

He felt a brief chill as he stared into those pupilless purple eyes. Eyes that once shone with a light pink glow, eyes that once made him feel a number of different things. They were still rimmed with dark circles, implying that the Hylian either became a night owl from doing gods know what after dark, or he simply wasn't sleeping well.

Revali was afraid to find out the answer. But he already knew that through the conversation they were about to have, he'd get that answer anyway.

At Revali's lack of a reply, the Hylian ducked his head again, looking down at the ground. He raised it back up when Revali cleared his throat.

"Well, it's… good to know that you're punctual." Gods, even that was hard to say. He turned his back, waving the other over with a wing. "Follow me."

He heard footsteps following behind him, and that was enough for now.

~~~

Faron Woods was bigger than it looked on a map.

And in a way, that was a good thing. It meant that when Revali found a decent spot to sit, the view was lovely without looking too cramped or foreboding. The trees overhead provided cover, but still let streaks of blue light through, making even the leaves resemble sapphires. It was a scene worth painting, or taking a picture with the Sheikah Slate.

If things went well, Revali could look back on this clearing fondly. But if they didn't…

His feathers ruffled at the idea. Ignoring the urge to smooth them back down again, he glanced over at the Hy-

You are better off waiting until after your suspicions are confirmed or denied before you try something like this.

…at Dalex, who quickly turned away from him. Even under the shade of the trees, Revali could still see how disheveled he was. He was almost tempted to call this little meeting off and send Dalex back to the stable to rest. But it was too late to turn back; they were already here, and if Revali forced himself to delay this once more, he doubted he'd ever be able to fully shake off the shame.

Revali is many things, but a coward is not, nor shall it ever be, one of them.

He crossed his arms and braced himself. "You… you know exactly why I asked you to come here. Don't you." It was a statement, not a question.

Dalex's ears twitched as he nodded. His silence didn't sit well with Revali.

"You can't nod your way out of this. You and I both know that you can talk." If he looked away as soon as Dalex flinched, then it didn't happen, right?

Be patient. Do not do anything rash.

Revali sighed, "For the last few weeks, I've… been thinking about what I'd say to you. About… that." He couldn't hide the anger in his voice, only lower it. "I thought I'd have everything worked out, like I always do. But… I don't."

Dalex said nothing, the only indication that he was still listening being the twitching of his ears.

"You…" He crossed his arms, "We both know what you did. I don't see any need to waste time pointing it all out." And if he did so, he'd either crack or succumb to rage, and he wasn't about to do either.

Yet again, Dalex said nothing, but his ears drooped impossibly lower.

"There… ever since you… 'revealed' yourself to me, there've been nothing but questions running through my head. So many questions. And every time I thought about asking you, I just…" He squeezed his arms, willing his feathers not to ruffle. Now was not the time for that.

At the third lack of a reply, Revali felt his patience wane. They'll be sitting here til dawn at this rate.

"I'd like you to look me in the eye when I'm speaking to you, Sta-… Dalex." His crest lowered at the near slip-up.

He felt a wave of regret when Dalex finally did look at him. A light breeze had tousled the bangs that normally covered half of Dalex's face, revealing the right side that was hidden from everyone despite looking just as normal as the left.

He looks so exhausted…

If Revali was wrong in the end, that sight wouldn't be leaving his memories any time soon.

"I suppose I will just say it, then…" His beak hung open, piles of questions forming in his throat as though they were at war over which one could come out first. In the end, he settled on the one that was there the longest:

"Why did you pretend to be the Sta-… him?"

Dalex blinked, clearly expecting something else. For Revali to yell again, perhaps? Like he did that night? Part of him wanted to. But just asking that one question took all the anger out of him, leaving nothing but hollow longing.

You were at your happiest when you were with him. If the way he acted as the Starling had any hint of truth, then I want you to be able to see that.

Revali didn't need night vision to see the hints of reluctance in Dalex's eyes. "I won't yell, or scream, or cut you off, none of that. I want to hear what you have to say."

Listen to his defense. Once all has been said, then you may pass your judgement. And not a moment sooner.

He saw Dalex's mouth twitch, and he bowed his head. "…Please."

He heard Dalex take a deep breath, and then…

"I… I just wanted a break."

Revali raised his head, confused. A… break? "From what?"

"Everything." Dalex's shoulders fell, and his breath hitched. "I've been training to be the Legendary Hero for so long… I couldn't do anything but train, no one would allow me to do anything else. Not when Ganon could show up at any time and destroy everything. I had to follow Her Highness everywhere she went, even if she hated my guts and wanted nothing to do with me. I have to listen to other knights acting like jealous little pricks because I got the Master Sword and they didn't."

Revali winced at that last statement, but thankfully Dalex had already covered his face with his hand.

"Everyone looks at me like I'm either a god amongst men that will save them all or the bane of their existence, and I just-" He stopped, his whole body shuddering. "…Do you remember what I said at Warbler's Nest?"

He most certainly did. How could he forget?

"My life had barely gotten started and I already had to give it up. I couldn't say no; my-… what I had to do, what I still have to do is too important. Is… is it wrong if I'm upset about it…?"

Revali told him otherwise that night… He held the Sta- Dalex's wing in his own and told him that it wasn't fair.

"If I were in your wings, I’d be completely furious.”

"All this time, I never got the chance to do anything unless I had a reason, a damn good one at that. If it wasn't necessary for my role as the Hero, then I couldn't do it. I wasn't… I'm not supposed to be anything but the Hero."

Were… were Revali's ears tricking him or did he just hear a sniffle?

"I… have to be the Hero. I can't be anything else. Not until Ganon's gone. But I…" He pushed his bangs away, eyes now shining with unshed tears. "I was just so tired."

You look like you're still tired. Revali thought to himself. "That's why you used the mask?"

Dalex rubbed his eyes, nodding. "I didn't- I wasn't trying to… to quit, or anything, I'd never do that. I just, I just wanted to get away from it, for a little while."

"But… surely you've heard about those things before. Many have claimed that they'll curse those foolish enough to wear them." Revali personally didn't believe in such things, but he heard it through the grapevine plenty of times, especially near the end of autumn.

"Yeah… I know. That's what I said to the guy that gave me the mask in the first place." A tear fell before he could stop it, and Revali felt a chill run down his spine at the hero's admission. "But… but that first night, I just kept thinking about everything. About my duty, about Her Highness, about Ganon, about y-…"

About… me? Revali's heart fluttered, and he couldn't fathom why.

"I couldn't… I couldn't handle it anymore. I put it on, turned into- into him, and…"

"…Bumped into me." Revali finished. He remembered that night clearly as well. He never thought a Rito could be so clumsy, crashing into him just as he reached his favorite landing. That could've been the only time they ever interacted, but… "…Why spend your 'break' with me, then?"

Dalex made a choked noise, like he was holding back a sob.

"We both know that I've made my… opinions on your status as the Hero very clear. By all means, you should've wanted to avoid me as much as the princess avoids you. Yet you sought out my company above anyone else's."

"I-I wasn't- I mean, I didn't-" Dalex stammered, rubbing his eyes. "I just thought… I thought that things would be different. If I didn't have that damn sword."

Revali tilted his head. "Different?"

Dalex suddenly glared, the tear streaks somehow making his expression even more intense. "Everything I said to you as… as him. Think about what those things were."

Revali was struck silent as memories rushed to the front of his mind, one after another.

"Revali, that was incredible! How're you able to hit so many bullseyes from so far away?!"

"I never thought your bow would have so much weight to it… you're stronger than you look!"

"You're really lucky you get to see your mom all the time… I can't wait to see mine again."

"You know, I was wondering… You've picked up a lot of blacksmithing know-how from your mom. More than I've ever heard, at least. What made you turn to archery, anyway?"

"Ugh, how can you stand carrots? They're awful! Wha- EWWW! Keep them away from me, you- you featherbrain!"

"I never thought there'd be so many uses for your feathers… You guys are like, masters at repurposing."

"Fly across the Gerudo Desert, huh… I never thought about what lay beyond all that sand… but if your dad came from somewhere out there, then yeah, there's gotta be something! It's not like Hyrule is the only place with life in it, after all!"

"Maybe the other Champions were blessed. That's all well and good, but… I have to agree with you, nothing can beat hard work to get where you need to be. And your Gale is… It's more than just a skill. It's literally the start of a whole new legacy for all the Rito."

And one memory in particular stood out amongst all the others:

"To be honest, Revali… I can't remember the last time I talked to someone about anything other than my-… my journey. How important it is, how 'honorable' and 'noble' it is… I'm sick of hearing that. I just want to talk about literally anything else, and… I can, with you. It… It's nice, is what I'm saying."

Dalex, the Legendary Hero, the Hylian Champion, the mightiest knight in all of Hyrule… had said those words right to Revali's face.

"Would you have believed me if I said them the way I am now?" At Revali's silence, Dalex chuckled. "Thought so… You know, hearing you actually have a problem with me being the Hero… it was refreshing, in a way."

"Wh-Refreshing?" Revali was taken aback, "I fail to see how-"

"You didn't like that I had the sword, yeah. But… you weren't a complete ass about it. You at least offered to let me prove myself to you a few times instead of moaning and groaning nonstop." Like that time he suggested they battle on Medoh's back, followed by him bailing from Dalex's lack of a response. Not one of Revali's better moments…

"And… I've seen the way you act when, uh, 'off duty,' I guess. 'Specially around kids. It's sweet."

Revali's feathers ruffled at the compliment. It was true, he'd been known to dote on the children back in Rito Village; offering archery lessons, cooking large meals to feed them in groups, telling stories of his battles against the more powerful monsters, and so on. He'd caught Dalex listening in only once, but that was apparently enough.

"But… whenever you spoke to me, it always came back to my title. That stupid sword. And I just…" Dalex sighed, rubbing his arm. "I thought that… maybe if I didn't have it, then I'd actually get to talk to you. I'd been wanting to, anyway…"

"Have you now…?" Something about that statement made Revali's heart beat just a little faster.

"And I did. And it was… probably some of, if not the best nights I've ever had in my life. I could finally be… me. I actually remembered how to do that, even after a decade of being the Hero." Dalex's smile fell as soon as it came. "But as time went by, and I got to know you more, I…"

"…You what?"

"I started to realize it- it still wasn't-" Dalex pinched his brow, struggling to find his words. "It still wasn't me. Not in your eyes. Could I really count as your friend when you didn't even know who I really was?" He stopped to sniffle before continuing, "That's… that's why I…"

"…You took off the mask in front of me." Revali finished for him.

Dalex nodded, crossing his arms. "You… you deserve a real friend. Someone that can actually speak to you without needing to hide behind a mask the whole time. When I realized what I was doing, I… I had to stop it. I was being selfish and I was hurting you and…" He stopped to take a breath, then raised his eyes to meet Revali's. "And I'm so sorry."

Had… Had Dalex ever apologized for this before? Revali couldn't remember; most of that night became a blur due to his heartbreak and rage. He wouldn't be surprised if his outburst prevented Dalex from doing just that.

Hearing it now, though… it felt real. Revali wanted it to be real, so badly.

"You… you don't have to worry about me using it anymore. The mask, I mean. I threw it away." Dalex briefly looked away to growl under his breath, "Whoever finds it can have it, for all I care…"

Now the former, Revali remembered hearing Dalex say, before Revali silenced him with a gale as he fled. And thanks to a little (er, big) birdy, Revali had undeniable proof that Dalex had completely abandoned the mask. It took a fair bit of strength to not admit that he knew already, and that said mask was now hidden away in his own home.

As for what Revali could say… was there anything? Dalex had said his piece, so…

Listen to his defense. Once all has been said, then you may pass your judgement.

"…I would say that I knew what to think about all of this… but frankly, I don't." He ran a wing through his crest, "If I hadn't blown up at you when I did, then maybe you would've said all this already. Maybe we'd already know where to go from here. Or have an idea, at least…"

Dalex fell silent once more, ears twitching at his words.

I can't believe I'm actually saying this, but… Medoh was right. I was too prepared. Now I don't know what to do.

"I… don't know if I forgive you yet. Or even at all." He didn't see Dalex wince. He didn't. "But… It doesn't seem like you're lying, at least."

He did see the stunned look cross Dalex's face. Once again, it looked as though he was expecting Revali to say something else. An accusation, perhaps? A blatant disregard of his reasons behind everything that's happened between them?

When Revali thought about it, Dalex hadn't so much as tried to beg or fish for forgiveness in the entire conversation… Was he preparing for the worst too? If he was, then that would mean he…

The possibility is there. You know this. That he truly felt remorse for hurting you so.

Revali rubbed his temples as he felt a headache come on. The constant mental back-and-forths haven't been doing him any favors these past few weeks. He was so tired…

"Are… are you alright?" Revali heard the concern in Dalex's voice, and waved it off with a wing.

"I'm fine." Without giving Dalex a chance to reply, he started to stand. "…We should head back."

It was an abrupt end, Revali knew this. And he was pretty sure that they'd have to talk about this a bit more before Revali could make a decision. But again, he was tired. This whole conversation was probably the most exhausting thing he'd experienced in weeks, and all he'd mostly done was sit and listen. At this point, he just wanted to curl up in a cheap stable bed and sleep.

He was so tired, in fact, that he didn't even think twice about offering his wing to Dalex, who took it without uttering another word. Nothing was said when he gave that smaller hand a mild squeeze, and nothing was said when he held onto it, only letting go once they exited Faron Woods.

It wasn't the wing Revali held at Warbler's Nest all those nights ago. Not even close.

But… it still felt the same.

[axewchao]

If Hylian!Dalex had to choose between a Rito down bed, Gerudo spa plan, Zora water bed or Goron massage, which one would he pick? :Dc

The featherbed, for multiple reasons.

A water bed would make him uneasy, as the constant sloshy feeling if he so much as moved one leg would freak him out.

A massage is off the table because he doesn't like being touched by strangers, especially on his back, and lying on his stomach for one would leave him far, far too vulnerable for his liking. Same goes for the spa, even if by some miracle he was let inside Gerudo Town despite being a voe. (He doesn't like wearing the Vai set; exposing his middle leaves him, once again, feeling vulnerable.)

With the bed... it's just that. A soft, warm bed that he can doze in, especially after a long day, when he's so tired he can hardly think. Complete with an equally soft blanket wrapped around him and soothing him to sleep.

...Oh. That rhythmic beating... it sounds nice...

[axewchao]

Does Hylian!Dalex hum to himself when cooking food? If so, what tunes does he hum?

It's very rare to see Hylian!Dal smile, and even rarer to hear him sing, let alone hum a song.

But much like Link, it seems that delicious meals offer those who bear witness a brief glance into the young man's heart.

The tunes he hums are so low in volume that you'd probably have to strain to hear it. He probably wouldn't even notice you; too lost in his own little world as he absently stirs the pot of stew he's brewing to care about being seen. The act of cooking itself takes him back to the home he longs to one day return to, but the songs he hums may take him somewhere else.

Maybe to a cozy village that's somewhat hidden away, but still welcoming nonetheless. Maybe it's to a forest that's fun to wander through, even if you get lost. Maybe it's to a small ranch, filled with horses that were raised with love and care.

Wherever it takes him, it's enough to help him briefly forget the sword on his back, and the evil looming over the kingdom.

Treasure such a sight while you can, because once the meal is ready to serve or he realizes he's not alone, both the smile and the song will vanish...

[axewchao]

Hey Dalex, Revali likes you. Like, a lot. :3c

The silent knight, of course, says nothing in response to your bold claim. Given his current relationship (or lack thereof) with the Rito Champion, there's no hint of affection that the Hylian can detect, romantically or platonically.

But something tells you that regardless, he won't forget what you said anytime soon...

"How could he possibly still like me after... that. I mean, sure, he doesn't think I'm a liar, but..."

"...did... did he really say that? As in, you actually heard him say he still does? ...please don't say you're joking..."

"I-I think you're-... y-you're, uh...! Y-You've gotta be blowing this outta proportion! S-Sure, Rev and I are friends, but... like-like? As in he actually...?"

"...N-No, there's no way. Him? The great Rito Champion, seeing ME as a possible mate? Th-There's just no way—!! ohcodmyvoicecracked..."

"Wh-What could I have to offer someone like him? What could I have to offer... a-anyone...?"

[axewchao]

Does Dalex ever get reunited with the rito mask?

In the endgame, yes, Revali returns it to him.

But even after getting it back, it still takes him a while to actually start using it again...

~~~

Several moons have come and gone as Dalex silently stared at the expressionless bird mask. Reminiscing on the fun he had with it, followed by the soul-crushing guilt and shame of breaking the Rito Champion's trust and heart.

He didn't deserve to have this back... Not after what he'd done...

So then why... why did Revali give this to him? How did he even know where to find it?

He should've smashed it to bits, just like what Dalex had done to his innocent heart...

What kind of hero was he, to wear a mask of lies and hurt someone so severely, especially when they didn't deserve it? Revali was arrogant, cold, and sometimes didn't know when to shut his pointy piehole, but... that was nothing. It didn't warrant posing as a stranger, befriending him and then pulling the rug out from underneath him.

Being Revali's friend... it was wonderful. It felt so good to finally have someone who could relate to his struggles, the pressures of one's duties, how fulfilling those duties was mandatory, not an option. Even if he didn't tell the full story, it felt like such a relief to hear someone say that they understood the sacrifices one made for the sake of their goals, instead of going on and on about how "honorable" and "noble" it was...

Because really, if you have no choice in the matter... can it really be called such things? Or is that yet another lie, one that masks whatever pain or regret you feel for leaving everything you knew behind?

It was either perform your sacred duty, or everything burns around you. There is no other option here, and that fact was something Dalex was quick to understand, as he watched his hometown get further and further away that fateful day.

He was only ten, and because of one mark on his hand, he had to give up everything. If Hyrule won the war, his home would be safe, obviously, but he wasn't the happy-go-lucky little boy everyone knew.

He would never be that boy ever again.

He said that much to Revali. In bits and pieces, if only to hide his true self from the Rito in question. They were at the Warbler's Nest, lying side by side as they spoke of whatever came to mind.

Revali, in a moment that was becoming more common with each of their talks, silently listened, emerald eyes locked on Dalex as he nervously asked under his breath, if... if it was wrong of him to feel upset by it all, after all this time.

"Of course not."

The blunt response nearly made Dalex jump.

"You... you were taken from your family, Starling. You were just a fledgling. A child. If I were in your wings, I'd be completely furious."

Dalex felt a wing take hold of his own. His heart raced.

"Because of that, you didn't know how to fly. You spent years being grounded like some Cucco. You didn't know anything about being a Rito. You were raised as if you didn't have any feathers at all. You were robbed of so much... and for what? Because you 'had no choice'?" It's just... it's so cruel."

Dalex felt Revali squeeze his wing, and felt a pang in the back of his mind. If only Revali knew everything... he might've said something else...

But what about him, Dalex asked. Because Medoh chose him, he didn't have a choice either, did he...?

"...Perhaps with Medoh, I didn't. But at least I got to live some semblance of a life first. Before Medoh called out to me, I had already become a talented archer. Revali's Gale was becoming reality instead of a dream. I was the pride of my people. I was able to make my own choices. But you... you weren't. And that's not fair."

At Dalex's stunned gaze, Revali looked up to the dark sky before continuing, "Be honest with me, Starling... was there ever a point where you wanted to do something? Not because you 'had' or 'needed' to, but just because you wanted to?"

It took Dalex a moment to remember.

He... he wanted to be a doctor. Like his dad.

"And why is that?"

He just... wanted to. He wanted to help the hurt and sick feel better. Seeing patients smile as they recovered... it felt good.

"And do you still want that?"

It took Dalex longer than he would've liked, but he nodded.

"You probably see it as a selfish wish, Starling... But I don't. After giving up so much of yourself, you deserve to have something of your own again."

But... but he can't. He has to-...

"...You have to what?"

...

"...It's alright, you know. You don't have to say." Revali squeezed his hand again, eyes turning back to Dalex's own. For some reason, they shined more than the stars above. "Just know that at least one person out there thinks it's normal to... 'want,' basically. Since you've apparently been told otherwise so many times..."

But... was it really? 'Wanting' was what got Dalex in this mess... he wasn't patient enough. He could've waited until the war was over, then he could be himself as much as he pleased.

...No he couldn't. There was always a chance he'd die. Killed by a monster, or the Yiga, or even Ganon itself. That, among other things, was why he caved and accepted the mask from that strange smiling man.

It... it felt like he had no choice... but he did this time, didn't he? And look at what he'd done with that choice...

Dalex sniffled, rubbing his tears away. All these thoughts and memories were giving him a headache.

That feeling of 'wanting' hadn't left him, even after he ditched this damn thing. If anything, he wanted more.

He wanted to wear the mask again. Be a Rito again. He wanted to see Revali again. Just sit somewhere and talk, with or without the mask. It'd been so long since Dalex had just... had a normal conversation with someone. Mipha, bless her sweet fishy heart, may have been the friendliest one in the group, but she was still royalty. It... wasn't easy to speak to royalty.

But it was easy to speak to Revali. Even when he was being a bit... much, it was because of something other than titles or magic swords. Mundane things like Dalex struggling with flying, or adjusting to using weapons other than swords. Observing customs that, as a "Rito raised by the wingless," he knew nothing about, but Revali was happy to educate him on.

He wanted to be Revali's friend again.

And if... if Revali was willing to give him this, instead of leaving it be or destroying it, then... did that mean he still had a chance?

Things between them would never be the same, obviously, but... but...

...He wanted to try.

He didn't need to. He just wanted to.