Ravio was completely silent as he received his verbal punishment, waiting for the moment when they would start hurting him. Surprisingly, that moment never came, though they did rebuff his claim that what he did was necessary. Then there was the death threat that left him thoroughly shaken. Maybe definitely eavesdropping was a bad idea. As he sat in a slight shock over what had happened, he realized his boomerang was gone. He was remarkably surprised at the civility of Lady Midna outside of her conversation with Miss Fairy, and the brutal bluntness of Miss Fairy in both situations. Lady Midna was obviously trying to save face, while Miss Fairy had nothing to hide. Then there was the issue of that Zant fellow, who was quite obviously stated to be the possible starter of a genocide. Maybe he had gained a lot out of this. Ravio quickly returned to his room and, after taking inventory to make sure none of his other items were pilfered, slept. 

A few hours later, Ravio was awake and formulating a plan. Hmm, how could he get to Mr. Hero to give him all this valuable information? He could simply walk up to him, and just tell him. You always had to get the obvious solution out of the way first. He could also try sending a letter. No, that could get intercepted, and besides letters took time. Zant or Lady Midna could have made many attempts at his life before than. He could easily disguise himself. He was wearing robes, and no one had seen his face yet. He could sell the hero something, and slip in a note regarding Zant and Lady Midna.

About thirty minutes later, Ravio was in much different clothing. His garish purple robes were now stuffed into the bottom of his bag, replaced by a simple beige pants and yellow shirt combination, with a small hat, and a slightly shoddily made Keaton mask pushed to the side of his face. He wished he could get one of better quality, but the best mask merchant in town had disappeared, so he had to settle for one of a worse quality. Due to the wardrobe change, he barely caught Mr. Hero as he left the town. Watching the group of adventurers intently, he wondered what item Mr. Hero would want. He also wondered if Mr. Hero even had enough money to make a purchase. "Ah, I'm sure it'll work out." Ravio mumbled to himself as he made his way a little closer to the gate, hoping not to be heard before he masked his voice.