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[helmetdoesnothing]

[When the video flickers on, it's set next to one bare grey foot. There's a voice quietly humming, and a shift knocks the SFC to give a better view.

Mituna's sitting on one of the steeper parts of the island's coast, holding a large conch shell to his ear as he hums along to the tune he can hear inside it. He's looking out over the sea, eyes fixed on the horizon, the blustery wind whipping his hair up.

The tide is coming in, just visible in the corner of the video, but if he thinks that's a problem, he's not moving. It's just as likely that he hasn't actually noticed.]

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[helmetdoesnothing]

What d'you mean?

[Chinhands. He's interested.]

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[replicatedcourage]

Um... well, I'm a replica. I was made from magic by my master only two years ago but he made me to be older so he took memories from Link - the person I'm a replica of - and gave them to me so I would know how to fight him. Only he killed me because he was better but then Master Ganon killed him and then we were both here and decided we didn't want to fight and we're brothers instead.

[Confusing enough yet?]

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[helmetdoesnothing]

[Okay there's.. a lot there that he doesn't understand. Mituna pulls a face and scratches the back of his neck.]

... The fuck are you talking about, buddy.

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[replicatedcourage]

[At that reaction, Sola seems to retreat a little, looking chastised.]

I-I'm sorry it's confusing... I don't know how else to explain it though...

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[helmetdoesnothing]

[He squints a bit. There were a lot of long, unfamiliar words in all that.]

... You're dead too?

[That part, he got.]

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[replicatedcourage]

I was. The bubble brought me back.

[He looks a little pained at the memory. In the split-second before the bubble gathered him up, there had been nothing. Not nothing as beings can comprehend, but literal nothing, the absence of himself on the fabric of creation. He has no soul, no spirit to speak of, nothing to carry on to any other plane when he's expired. Death is the most terrifying thing to Sola.]

...'swhy I don't ever want to leave...

[If it sent him back, he may return to that state of terrifying nonexistence. He doesn't want it.]

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[helmetdoesnothing]

Me too.

[Granted, his death hadn't been the same as Sola's. It had been long, occasionally tedious, but at least he'd been aware, and he'd had his friends around him.

For what that was worth. Have you met his friends?

He likes it better here.]

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[replicatedcourage]

Well then we won't! We'll stay here forever and have fun, okay?

[Sola smiles broadly. He knows that the bubble could send them back whenever it feels like, he's not oblivious, but when you have no control over the situation like that sometimes you have to lie to yourself.]

Let's be best friends, okay?

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[helmetdoesnothing]

[Maybe the entire scope of the situation isn't clear to Mituna. Maybe it is, and maybe there's no real way to be sure, but he can understand something like that. He grins widely, showing all his pointy teeth.]

Ok, thure!

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[replicatedcourage]

Great! So if you ever need help, I'll definitely come help! Okay?

[And he assumes Mituna will do that same. That's what friends do, right?]