#shanz

He froze.

After a good two seconds of recovery: "I do not like them, no sir. Put me on a ladder and I will panic. Put me over a bridge and I won't be able to turn my mind from the possibility, however remote, of falling. Put me on a sky island? Oh gods."

But there was more, after about five seconds. "It's... oddly appropriate, then, that, ever since I was a kid, I've had dreams where I could fly. I never flew high enough for my tastes in them, but it's been a recurring theme. I really wish I could. Maybe I wouldn't panic like hell. Or maybe I still would."

Shanz frowned at the construct. "I guess you bots don't think much of social niceties. That's generally quite the pry. But since you really want to know?"

He reached into his shirt and dug around until he pulled out a green rupee. "I find these all over the place. In the grass, on the ground, wherever. I was warned that because Hyrulean wallets work much the same way as my binder does, so unfortunately, I can't just stuff a wallet in here." He slapped his chest. "Having two extradimensional spaces in the same spot causes bad things. As in, everything in either space gets thrown out of it, and then the two spaces are destroyed."

He replaced the green rupee. "My wallet is actually a decoy, since I stuff most of my actual funds in here."

(So that's a double headcanon here. Let me list this:

Vair reached over his shoulder for his royal claymore and hefted it with ease. "This is my weapon of choice. Although I'm known to carry a halberd as well now and then, I'm fond of laying into my enemies with a heftier blade. It certainly keeps the wielder strong."

“Hm?” Turning towards her mother Viola couldn’t help but wonder what was going on.

“what did I do this time?”

Shanz hesitated, then shook his head. “You’re not in trouble, Viola. I... need to tell you something.”