[center][h3][b][i][color=b8860b]Cricket[/color][/i][/b][/h3][/center]
[b][center][color=b8860b]Location:[/color] Oasis, Resistance HQ[/center][/b][b][center][color=b8860b]Interacting With:[/color] Yuri[/center][/b]

The young Sheikah smiled broadly at his new acquaintance, then promptly shoved a large chunk of date bread into his mouth. With hands now free, he hefted his resin bonded Deku Staff, regarding Yuri's assumptions on the item. He shook his head slowly, motioning to imply a far distance. Though it would be bad form to reveal to the exact nature of the item (let alone functionally impossible without getting pen and paper involved), any close inspection of the staff by someone familiar with either Kokiri or Sheikah craftsmanship would reveal clues atypical to an otherwise standard tool of its kind. But it would have to be a close inspection. 

Still chewing, he returned his flexible but solid wooden pole to its previous resting spot. For half a second, the nonvocal warrior caught an expression, as if his brain just hiccuped and he had forgotten something obvious and pressing. 

A look of realization crossed his features. He shook his head foolishly, stark white hair swishing noiselessly about his eyes. With a careful flourish, he held a hand out, palm up, in front of Yuri. A small black cricket hopped from his sleeve onto his outstretched hand chirped twice, and turned to look back at the Sheikah. In response, the Sheikah looked to Yuri, pointed at the cricket, and then at himself. He repeated the process, nodding. 

When he was sure the message got across, Cricket retracted his hand and sliced off another chunk of date bread. No sense marching and fighting on an empty stomach, after all.