He reaches his hands out to first lightly set them on either side of Link's face. It is only a second later that he starts to squish the young elf's face between his palms, attempting to make it so the other's lips purse out with each compression.
"Me too. But boy! I feel bad if they're banishing young ones like you these days." Nero can't help but laugh at the notion. But it's nice that the other is willing to listen to him. "How old are you? Thirties? Forties?"
That's still rather young for elves all things considered. They stop aging as soon as they become adults, so it's often hard to tell how old anyone is.
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He reaches his hands out to first lightly set them on either side of Link's face. It is only a second later that he starts to squish the young elf's face between his palms, attempting to make it so the other's lips purse out with each compression.
"Me too. But boy! I feel bad if they're banishing young ones like you these days." Nero can't help but laugh at the notion. But it's nice that the other is willing to listen to him. "How old are you? Thirties? Forties?"
That's still rather young for elves all things considered. They stop aging as soon as they become adults, so it's often hard to tell how old anyone is.
"What'd ya do to get banished?"