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Fuda # 17 | [Video/action]

[Tsuzuki is up early today, gathering up scraps and old bread. When his bag is filled, he sleepily dresses in his winter attire, humming on a song he can only remember in fragments.]

I want a cracker like an animal
You whip me like I'm in OZ.

[He picks up the communicator, not realizing that it's been recording the whole time.]

[To his defense, he just woke up.]

Hi, I was just wondering... does anyone have any leftover bread? There's a family of deer in the woods that I want to feed.

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Perhaps some nuts and leafy greens would be better for them.

Probably. I should stop by the shop before I go.

How are you doing, Sheik?

Well enough. [aka, I don't feel like talking about me.]

Has Link been returned from the Malnosso yet?

No, not yet. Hisoka takes care of Foot until Link returns, so I hope he'd let me know.

[Pause, then a filter pops up.]

When he is returned, he is to return home, rather than where he has been living.

[There is a small pause. Tsuzuki can't believe it, at first.]

Really? Sheik, are you sure?

I am. [Well no, not really. But he's tired of being the bad guy.]

Thank you. [He understands that, a little. Tsuzuki draws several small hearts beneath his message so Sheik would see how happy he was.]

Where are you right now? I'd like to see you.

[...Hearts? You're so weird Tsuzuki. Sheik adds a lineface to one of them.]

I am at Azzip.

[That earns him a laugh, although it can't be shown on paper.]

I'm not far from there. I'll find you in a second.

Very well.

[When Tsuzuki arrives, he'll find Sheik perched on the edge of the stage, fixing a broken string on his lyre. Beside him, his journal rests, closed.]

[When he spots him, he walks quickly to the stage. Briefly greeting Sheik with a nod, he hops up on the stage himself, letting his feet dangle off the edge.]

Do you need any help with that?

[Sheik shakes his head. He's used to fixing it. He pulls the string tight and wraps the loose end around his fingers. He makes a quick cut with his knife, then pushes the pin back into place.]

[Now, for the task of tuning the string. Hope you don't mind a whole lot of pinging and fiddly adjustments, Tsuzuki.]

[He waits and watches. It's fascinating to behold.] Does it break often?

Not often. [Hi Tsuzuki. That's a voice. A little raspy, and very soft, but definitely Sheik's voice.]

[His wings puff out in surprise.]

Sheik! You can talk!

[That's right. He can now. But it's still hard, after spending so long in silence. Sheik nods and offers a small smile.]

[Can't answer. Too shocked.]

Did you.. When...?

[...Before he bursts out laughing nervously, because that was unexpected, embracing his friend.]

I like your voice!

[Ack, surprise hugging!]

[Sheik pushes away a little.] Tsuzuki. [He looks a little sad.]

I did not choose to have it back.

When did it happen? How?

[He tries to push his excitement out of the way, in case it's a sensitive subject for the young man. Tsuzuki sits down, watching him hopefully.]

[It is a little bit of a sensitive subject, yes.]

The last time I was taken. It was John that took me, not the others. [Sheik coughs. He's still not used to speaking.]

I remember him. You said you never wanted to go to him.

[Tsuzuki realizes what a bad subject it as, as he speaks.]

...Sorry.

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