Link was probably more annoyed at the fact he was having to walk around with this man with someone who would never understand why he had so many problems with him in the first place. It was not easy to explain why they were suddenly allies, but the past wasn’t going to disappear that easily even if he was to stop talking about it completely. He was sure there was going to be a betrayal involving this guy, but probably nobody would believe him because they weren’t the ones in any danger. Regol couldn’t defend himself right now against such accusations, but that didn’t mean it was going to be making Link feel guilty. It wasn’t as if Regol had tried to make it up to him anyway, considering it was his life that was on the line whenever he attacked.

Listening to Caelan he frowned as he made it sound as if even he wasn’t going to be understanding of his situation, making him out to be the bad guy here. He should probably remind him of what he just said about Regol, but that was probably not going to get through to him as well if was so supportive of Regol being all redeemed and all that. “You don’t understand. It’s just-…it’s just always happened and backstabs happen all the time too. It’s hard to trust those who wanted you dead and would do anything to cause great pain to you, especially when they can’t even talk or show they are truly going to leave me be”. Maybe he would never understand because he had been fine for most of his life, or at least it appeared to be that way. Caelan didn’t appear to have any problems and even took up the life he wanted to, but problems always followed him around and he always found it hard to cope.

Hearing Caelan groan at his plight made him feel a little hurt immediately, his eyes quickly darting away as he was proceeded to be told off for believing in fate. He didn’t know what he was supposed to say to that and was just finding it hard to defend himself, especially when the fate that was told to him was one that came from Demoko. Caelan’s idea of fate was completely different to what his fate was supposed to be, it sounded like he was getting wishes mixed up with fate which was something that was completely out of his control. Letting out a groan as he stared at the ground he slowly shook his head, disliking how weak he was making him sound to other people’s decisions. “But-…but-…look, the problem I have…I-I have been trying to take it into my own hands, but turns out I can’t change the future”, he spoke, finding it hard to explain himself without giving too much away, “Demoko still sees the future being out of my control. I don’t want all this to happen, but he says it’s going to anyway. He can see into the future. I don’t even think you can understand what is in my destiny to say all that to me…”

To Link it felt as if Caelan was becoming fed up with his problems, like he might end up getting slapped for being like this. It was hard not to worry over the future when he had been previously told he wasn’t going to be able to control what happened and was going to end up becoming a god of calamity anyway, just like his past incarnate. All people probably saw of him was a whiny brat who was just complaining for the sake of complaining, but so much stress was resting on his shoulders and with no outlet he was just going to keep talking about all the bad things that was eventually going to happen. He didn’t have Nayrin to help him through it anymore, she had become too injured to continue with them and even though she could recover he didn’t want to drag her further into messes she didn’t have to be a part of.

Upon arriving at their destination Link was feeling particularly jaded about his quest to come here, staring at it at first before sighing and heading in after the others. The number of masks surprised him quite a bit, but why there were so many of them he couldn’t guess. Slowly heading over to one of the walls he stared at the masks, looking through them before picking one off the wall as Caelan tried to call attention to someone who might own the shop. These masks were strange, especially the one he had picked up. It looked like a fox-like creature but had no visible eyeholes. He was certainly interested in these things, but he couldn’t figure out how they were a good way of making money to help support this shop.