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[hushsound.]

HUSH SOUND

"Link... it's time to wake up."

Of all the people to emerge from the tavern, Hushsound was actually very glad when he saw that it was Goldie. She always seemed to be helping him in some way, and her more presence was comforting to the male, which was helpful after speaking up so loudly in front of the tavern – a building he saw both as a motivational roadblock and an anxiety producer simultaneously. He was also immensely glad when he heard her words, very pleased to hear that there hadn't been too much fuss over fulfilling his rather strange request. When Goldie placed the cup down, Hush carefully maneuvered his new companion up onto the table, the little hummingbird seeming to hesitate before scrambling up to begin their odd little method of half packing and half sipping. Hush felt a grin come to his face as he watched this, very glad that at the very least the little bird was willing to eat, and want so sick or exhausted that she – he thought it was a she, but he couldn't really tell what the differences between the male and female hummingbirds was – wasn't able to eat at all. The bird's wings fluttered quickly behind her as she went deeper into the cup, enjoying the sweet taste of the nectar.

Once Hush knew that his new little pet was alright, he turned to Goldie, offering her a toothy smile as his tail wagged from side to side behind him – a habit that had become far more prominent ever since he had acquired his canine form. Sitting back, Hush rose his paws so that he could begin to sign, falling silent again since he didn't need anything urgently, "Thank you for the nectar. It seems to be helping... I decided to name them Navi, after an old friend of mine I miss. She was small, like a hummingbird." He felt a bit silly, giving an explanation for the odd name he had given to the hummingbird, but he thought it would be a bit odd to just say her name was Navi and leave it at that. From what he could gather, around here many different types of names were common, and it didn't even seem as though fairies existed – at least not as he knew them – so he felt the need to explain at least a little. Plus, he found that he just enjoyed "speaking" with Goldie, since she was so often very kind to him and doing things like this, such as back when he had gotten sick because of his allergy to corn. He was very grateful for her help, and found himself quite worried about what the Typhoon was gonna do without her for potentially months. He supposed it would depend on the cooperation of the Pitt, but after everything he had heard about them... he was trying not to set his hopes too high that it would be a quick and painless process.

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