Link couldn’t tell them anything and that was killing him, making him feel absolutely terrible for hiding a secret from them both that could just end with them losing everything. He still couldn’t understand how Demoko wasn’t noticing his obvious lack of soul and Caelan was just an unlucky man getting all mixed up in this mess. He wanted to make it all better by getting rid of the amulet and breaking it open, but he had to wait just a little bit longer before he could do that and even then he would probably have to do it in secret in case there was some light show. They were never going to succeed with him having this disadvantage, especially when he could barely lift a sword nevermind fight the forces of evil.

Staring at Caelan who remained fairly persistent with his plans he raised his shoulders, slowly looking away with little response. He knew he could go and get some supplies, but he would be seen and probably pulled out of the crowd quicker than Caelan could realise he was gone. He didn’t exactly blend in with the crowd and he was wanted, so that was going to be very risky either way. Sighing lightly, he glanced at Caelan again before towards Demoko who decided to give up the little secret to their location. “What? That’s the worst place to be!” he gasped, grabbing hold of his ears momentarily before looking back to Demoko, “The rings barely worked a first time! We were still ambushed and everybody ended up battered and broken…it’s a disaster!”

Link really couldn’t support this decision, but it wasn’t as if he was going to have a choice in the matter when it came to plans and what might happen in the future. Looking tired and defeated he lowered his hands to his side, looking to Regol in some distaste before to the model he was creating. He still didn’t agree with this, at least not until he was himself again. He wondered if Regol knew he was missing his own powers, but then again the guy couldn’t even speak so that was a plus. Looking towards Caelan he frowned, slumping his shoulders. “I guess…we should go and find supplies. Only for a little bit! I-I’m still…not feeling completely myself. Everyone I know got hurt, I got hurt. Fighting just now seems like it’ll just kill me over anything else. How are we supposed to do anything when we have this many people…?”