While it would protect his identity, Link did not like the idea of having to use the rings once again and was already feeling worried that everything was going to spill over like it did before. There was no way that whole attack wouldn’t had happened if their disguises weren’t completely seen through and obvious to the enemy, even if he didn’t understand how it could possibly be. He was not sure what he would do if they did get caught when he had no way to defend himself or attack back considering his abilities weren’t working. He couldn’t simply rely on Caelan to help him when a whole swarm of soldiers would probably descend upon them in no time flat. It wasn’t himself he was worried over, but rather others getting hurt because of his stupid decisions.

Finding it incredibly hard to keep up the act he kept quiet for now while Demoko was readily giving Caelan what they needed with hope that they’ll be alright in their time out at the market. He was certain they were going to do fine, even if Link didn’t think so, so that was certainly going alright for him. Frowning as he looked away for a moment, he pressed his fingers together in contemplation as Caelan only questioned his excuses, even if they were perfectly reasonable to him. Of course it would help if everyone knew what they were doing, but right now it was only Caelan who did. He wasn’t wrong with him thinking every breath was going to be their last though, he certainly couldn’t turn away from that thought process when the world felt like it was crashing down before him. Letting out a nervous laugh he sighed when he was handed the ring, staring at it before slipping it on his finger.

He was once again in the form of a young boy of fair skin, brown eyes and dark hair, as regular as he could get when compared to how he normally looked. He was always fascinated with how his skin looked, but it probably wasn’t best to focus on what could’ve been if he was just a normal kid. Looking up to Caelan he simply nodded and looked away, staring at the ring before his attention was taken back to Demoko who was quite readily telling them what had to be done. Staring at the strange map he narrowed his gaze at the details but found the plan to be probably something they shouldn’t be considering thinking about such as the lack of larger soldiers. Maybe they should be thinking about possible magicians who might see through their disguises and where they might be instead.

Rubbing his arm, he hummed a little as Caelan was handed a piece of parchment but frowned when he noticed Regol was planning on going along too seeing how he took a ring. That was probably going to be the worst part of this after all, knowing the man who once wanted him dead was going to be able to hang around with them even more while out in the town. The change he took on was a little alarming, not being very used to wandering around with someone who looked like one of those people from the church. Those people freaked him out somewhat, but then again he was supposed to be naturally against their beliefs when he knew the truth about the Goddesses over their made up one. Groaning at the decision made he eventually sighed, shrugging. “I guess…but if he gets us in trouble, I’m not going to fight”, he spoke, looking away as he tensed up, “I-It would increase their suspicions of me if my illusion went away. If he gets captured, they don’t have any way to hold him, anyway…what with his shadow powers…” He was a little sour over it, but he had no idea why. It was out of character for him to be feeling this way and he knew it, he just didn’t know how to make him shut up for one second and think through his rather bitter thoughts.