@unistus continued from here~
One would have thought that after two years, Link’s mind would have settled, and restless nights would have become a thing of the past. Such was not the case, however, and it was all too common for the hero to be kept awake my old memories, or woken by nightmares that were somehow more terrifying than anything than he’d come across in his travels.
It was made all the more difficult by having no one to confide in regarding those matters.
The blond was in the midst of silently considering Mikleo’s medicinal offers, lips parted so that he might reply, only to pause at the second option that he was presented with. The Hylian blinked, genuinely surprised to hear it from the normally reserved seraphim, and slowly, a redness rose up into his own cheeks. Link found himself clearing his throat, shifting where he sat upon his bedroll - truthfully, the thought didn’t sound like such a bad one.
“Are y-y-y-- y-you c-cert-t-tain?” the swordsman asked softly, watching the other male with a small smile, “I... I d-d-don’t w-w-want-t t-t-to k-k-k-- k-keep-p-p y-you up-p, b-b-b-- b-b-but-t-t I... I’d l-l-lik-ke th-that, I th-th-think...”
It certainly sounded better than remaining awake with his own thoughts.
