Thinking about how Legend and Hyrule ask "How old is four?" And the unknown hangs in silence over them for a moment as they realize they don't have an answer for that question.
Thinking about an early LU post where JoJo put Four and Wind in the young teens category together.
Thinking about how insanely emotionally mature Four is, his discussions with Twilight about unity, the way he has picked himself up and pieced himself together after being shattered twice.
Thinking about how large his presence is, how strong and grounded it is, how he doesn't hesitate, doesn't question himself unless he thinks hes doing more harm than good
Thinking about the outright passion he has for his distate in dark magic, how he started a whole argument with Wind AFTER his fight with Wild. How it couldn't just be Vaati, whose intentions were clear when he played in the arts, but that he'd doubt Twilight at all unless he knew something deeper.
Thinking about his concern about the master sword. He asked "it might change me?" When that hadn't been mentioned. The conversation before had said it judges, not changes.
Thinking about his own regard for the four sword. He respects the blade, he refuses to let anyone else handle it. He knows the damage it can make, he's had to fix it all before.
Thinking about FSA supposedly being set after twilight princess.
Thinking the four sword changed him, stole him away, took him for 400 years until a Shadow of what he once was set off the newest plot. He had placed it back in the temple, but never got to pull his hand away. Thinking Dot stored herself away to wait for him, to fix it with him.
Thinking about him stumbling out of the sword, into a temple that had no walls left standing and a world he would never be able to recognize. Thinking Time or Twilight set it off, the chance for him to escape. When a young legend came across the sword, it had been far longer, no shadow had appeared, so the hero fell to shadows himself, lost the wait another version of him won.
Thinking about FSA and how each part of him had to learn to hold the sword that had let this happen, the same sword they had forged themselves. They had spent 400 years floating, thinking, figuring out every part of themselves. Merging back this time made one whole person. He knew more about every part of the swords capabilities by then, how to make it a useful tool, (and only think of it as such, it may have been all that was left of his body, but he could breathe again, move and talk and fight.)
Thinking about Four and Dot searching for anything that could take them home. A harp perhaps, one that travelled exactly 400 years, one that could be purposefully left behind in a safe hiding place so they didn't leave anything else to ruin.
Thinking about Four going back to the forge, giving up being a knight, just wanting to spend his time with his grandfather again.
Thinking about the chain coming together, of Time mentioning he'd heard of Fours stories, Four letting him place the timelines together so that it made sense to everyone that he looked like a kid, not like someone that had lived for 415 years (if you could even call that living). He didn't mention he had heard of time and twilight. It wouldn't end well.
Thinking about Legends mirror, figuring out twilights secret. Would he be curious, would he look to see if anyone else was hiding something? Would he turn the reflective surface to the smithy and find nothing to see but his sword? Would Legend think that Four was an imposter, an illusion, rather than the manifestation Four had painstakingly made to make himself feel real again? Or time with his lens of truth, looking for something else entirely and finding out exactly what his tool boasts.
Thinking about how Four avoids touch because he can't feel it at all.
