Link did look up only momentarily when there was a voice elsewhere, but finding more interest in the mask he gave it a quick look again before slowly placing it back on the rack. He didn’t understand such a hobby, if you couldn’t see through the mask then it wasn’t exactly going to be very useful, at least that’s what he thought. He didn’t really understand the nature of masks, but if the shop was still open then it must’ve had some use. Looking through all the strange masks he turned towards the counter, trying to see if the person was there yet. It was still a strange shop to him, but looking up and over the counter his eyes wandered to the strange masks that were being protected from everyone touching them.

Staring deeply into the masks his eyes slowly gazed over them, his head slowly tilting as if trying to remember something at the same time. It was like staring at someone you knew but couldn’t remember where from or how you knew them in the first place. Frowning slightly, he stared at the Deku mask before suddenly jumping at the sound of the owner, his eyes immediately going to the man only to back off a few footsteps in response. Immediately this man was creeping him out and not only was his looks doing it for him but the way he was speaking too. Raising his shoulders a little he clutched onto his chest momentarily before walking forward again, wondering if this was the Salesman or just someone who really looked like him. It wasn’t hard to think it was, he was in a disguise himself.

Approaching the man’s counter he slowly looked around again, frowning at first before freezing when Demoko’s name was mentioned. Looking up at the man again he suddenly felt nervous, staring at the man and flinching when he did that creepy laugh. This guy was related to the other Salesman alright, but as he moved around the counter he frowned and shirked back at the sudden change of expression. Staring at him he frowned at his words, his hands going to his chest momentarily before realising what he meant. There was no way he was getting a hold of that mask if that’s what he was implying, besides it wasn’t as if he knew where it was while he was in this disguise. “You have plenty of masks. What’s wrong with something being dark in nature?” he questioned him, raising his shoulders, “Demoko didn’t care, so why should you?”