"Er.." The Salesman began, not really sure where to start. So many questions had been asked in a matter of seconds. He ran a hand through his hair and decided to start with the child's last question. "It looks like a lot of fun, but I have a better one for you." He went back behind the counter and into a small storage room.

He rummaged around, thinking. [i]What interesting luck. The child of the legend of Majora's Mask has suddenly appeard in my shop. Surely not something anyone can brag about. Nor would they if they had the opportunity.[/i] He huffed half a chuckle to himself as he coninues looking through old masks

The child definitely held his interest. He felt he had a bit of connection with him. If the legend was true, the boy attacked Clock Town years ago because he'd felt betrayed by his only friends. They'd left him to fend for himself. The Salesman could understand that to a point. He himself was, of course, a nobody shop keeper. The only things people thought of when they saw him were how to avoid him so they wouldn't be sucked into a deal or how to come to him for a glorious mask the day of a festival. 

People rarely saw him for the Hylian he really was. Surely someone would reach out a hand to befriend him at some point, right? Wrong. The people of Castle Town were always so preoccupied with their own business to think about the person behind the counter.

He grinned as he found what he had been looking for. He pulled out a mask that had been intended for the non-Hylain children that might come through. He hadn't put it out for fear of being chastised. People telling him that this was a Hylian celebration and should therefore be treated as such.

He didn't care who came through his doors - Hylain or not. The value of their rupees were the same. The mask was of a boy. It had a smooth smile curled up into soft pink cheeks. Hollowed out eyes where the wearer's would show through. A mess of dark hair at the top. It was remarkably [i]simple.[/i]

He thought of the irony. If the Stalfos child wore it, he would be a foreigner at a Hylian celebration, dressed as a normal Hylian child. He dusted the mask off and thought for a brief moment more before exiting the storage room. "The colors go better with your clothing." He held it out to the boy. "And it's free."