Link glanced over at Caelan, sighing heavily before shaking his head. “I didn’t mean it for real! I just don’t know what we’re supposed to do to get in without being horribly injured and possibly killed…” Really if that could be done he would be alright with it. The Castle always stood as a strange seat of power and it was probably full of evil people anyway so there shouldn’t be any harm in destroying the place to get what they wanted. If they were unable to get to the Princess that way then there was definitely a great underestimation of the power the evil beings within held. It was mostly just a case of Link feeling rather fed up at this point too, like everything that would go wrong was probably going to happen because of some minor mistake.

Sneaking inside sounded pretty good compared to what he suggested, but he wasn’t experienced with sneaking so mistakes could easily be made regarding that instead. He was the adopted son of a blacksmith, he was used to being heavy and fumbling all over the place while making a lot of noise. Being silent and not the clumsy idiot he often was might be a little difficult, it certainly continued to remain a wonder as to why people had faith in him when it came to sneaking around. Caelan and Regol could probably do it solo without being spotted.

Feeling a little discouraged about the mission he watched as the salesman moved over to some masks, taking the strange designs off their shelf and showing them briefly. The orange light wasn’t the only thing that startled him, the designs did too as he couldn’t help but feel a little freaked out by them. Listening to him as he talked about their purpose and use he made a glance to Caelan, wondering what he thought about them before gasping when he instead saw a Templar Knight in the salesman’s place. Startled for a second, the moment the mask was removed he opened his mouth briefly, looking like he was going to comment on something before he instead frowned. Well that was oddly disturbing, but he certainly wasn’t going to comment too much about it when they still had a job to do. So long as the masks worked then he was going to have to be content. Taking the bag from him he briefly looked inside before sighing, nodding. “It’s her I’m worried about…yeah. I’ve heard the others won’t be on high alert. I just hope I can pretend I’m a Templar Knight well enough…” Keeping the bag at his side carefully he turned to the door, staring at it at first before he made his way to it. “I guess maybe see you later if we live. We need to get the supplies back to Demoko…”