[ He blinks at the vague gesture towards his head, and after a moment of pondering, and then realizing the man has pointed ears like a Hylian, Link understands that he must be pointing back at his own Hylian ears. Could he be another Hylian, possibly a Terminian? Or, at least, from somewhere a lot closer to those places than this world seems to be. Almost everyone here has Gerudo ears, but they clearly aren't Gerudo.
But before the boy can ask, his eyes are drawn back to the platter of food being held out of his reach. ]
Um, yes. I am. [ He's staring at the underside of the plate now, though. The smell is very distracting. He fumbles for a moment, not having the gall to ask for free food, but not knowing how else he might earn it. All he manages to come up with is: ] What do you have there? It smells good.
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But before the boy can ask, his eyes are drawn back to the platter of food being held out of his reach. ]
Um, yes. I am. [ He's staring at the underside of the plate now, though. The smell is very distracting. He fumbles for a moment, not having the gall to ask for free food, but not knowing how else he might earn it. All he manages to come up with is: ] What do you have there? It smells good.