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Broach (v): To raise a sensitive or difficult subject for discussion.

In which the Rito and the Hylian have a long overdue talk.

~~~

Revali could count on one wing all the times he'd been this nervous.

His first archery competition. His first flight race. The first time another Rito showed romantic interest in him. That time he challenged his endurance by flying nonstop for several hours, followed by him crash-landing on Satori Mountain and meeting the mountain's Lord face-to-face, ending with him shrieking in pure terror as he ran away.

But this... this was something else entirely. It wasn't his pride nor his life on the line, merely his heart.

It had been several weeks since he retrieved that accursed mask from the aforementioned mountain. Several weeks of replaying everything in his head, searching for any signs of deceit or truth, and giving himself a headache from his indecisiveness. Several weeks of lying awake at night with the mask in his arms, refusing to admit that he wished the mask's owner was there with him, to have those long-winded talks he'd grown so fond of.

Several weeks of avoiding the Hylian that caused all this, either hiding out of reach on Medoh or staying out of sight as much as possible when grounded by the other Champions as a group. Daruk and Mipha ended up having Revali as both backup and a sparring partner more often, not that either of them showed any complaints. If anything, Daruk in particular was overjoyed, assuming that their normally standoffish Rito ally was finally coming out of his shell. Rather than deny it, Revali for once held his tongue, letting the loud Goron think whatever he pleased.

The proud back "pats" he could do without, though.

And Urbosa? Revali never liked it when she tried lecturing him, or gave him that look that said 'I can read you like a book.' But it seemed as though this time she was just as in dark as everyone else, only commenting on Revali's shift in behavior a few times before moving on to more important matters, like the Princess' wellbeing, along with her knight's.

Speaking of that little knight...

Revali's rage over "the incident" had mostly died down, enough for him to stomach seeing the Hylian or hearing the other man's name without sneering. The knight in question didn't seem to make any effort to seek Revali out as far as he could tell, though whether it was because of guilt or indifference remained unclear. Revali's first instinct was to assume the latter; that the other boy was back to being his unemotive, uncaring, placid-faced self after his little stunt.

But those dark circles under his eyes, the signs of neglect in his hair, his ears somehow drooping even more than they already do, the overall faded complexion he'd displayed since that fateful night...

No one would take an act that far... would they?

If he truly wished to “toy” with you as you say, would he have bothered to reveal his true self at all?

That was the question Medoh probed Revali with, one he couldn't answer. Because truthfully, he was afraid.

Afraid that everything he assumed was right. That the perfect Rito, the perfect person he was able to form a meaningful connection with, was nothing more than a wicked, heartless lie.

Just this once, he wanted to be wrong.

~~~

Asking the Hylian to meet him alone was not easy.

Something always got in the way. A new monster to fight, a Yiga ambush, the knight just not being left alone for even one damn minute. For all of Zelda's efforts to get away from her appointed knight, he always found a way to keep her in his line of sight. And when she wasn't around, someone else was. From Mipha healing his wounds, to Urbosa dragging him off for sparring or lectures or Medli knows what else, to Daruk challenging his "brother" to random tests of strength. All in an effort to "get the little guy out of his funk!" in the big lug's own words.

Regardless of his "funk" being real or not, Revali had to give the Hylian credit where it was due; enduring such a complete lack of personal space for weeks on end wasn't something just anyone could do. Not without snapping, anyway. Revali would've undoubtedly started pecking at someone or plucking his own feathers by now if he were in the Hylian's talons. Er, shoes.

Was this the reason why he only appeared as a Rito at night, then? Because that was the only free time he actually had? And he chose to spend it with—

Revali forced the faint traces of hope in his heart back down. It was too soon for things like that. That was another thing Medoh told him: to not take his first guess and run with it. The ancient bird really was trying to act like a mentor of sorts, turning this into one giant "lesson" for Revali to learn.

The timing could've been better on her end. Maybe when Revali's ability to trust others wasn't in danger, perhaps? Just throwing it out there.

Now, with all these obstacles in place, simply waiting until nightfall was obviously the correct option, right? Oh, how he wished.

Even on the nights where he wasn't too tired to think clearly, all it would take is one glance at the Hylian and Revali's nerves would fly right out the window. He gave himself excuse after excuse; it's too soon, I don't know what to say, the others will hear us, he'll humiliate me. But the topic needed to be broached, whether Revali liked it or not.

It was either that or suffer in silence forever.

So with a heavy wing and pounding heart, he reached out and grabbed the Hylian's shoulder, stopping both of them from following everyone to the Highland Stable. He ignored the way the other man nearly flinched as he leaned in from behind, his beak barely brushing against a silver-pierced ear.

"We need to talk." He whispered urgently, "Meet me in Faron Woods. Tonight."

The burgundy-haired boy hesitated before nodding, not even turning to meet Revali's eyes. In a way, Revali was grateful; he felt like he would've cracked under the stress if he had to look at those darkened purple irises again. He pulled his wing away as though he'd been burned and continued onward, leaving the knight behind.

He kept walking, even passing the princess and other Champions, eyes firmly locked on his own talons.

He didn't look back, not even when several voices called his name in concern.

~~~

Night had come much sooner than Revali would've wanted.

The sky was clear, both the stars and rising moon were in perfect view, so Revali had no need to worry about getting lost in the dark due to his damned lack of night vision. Under any other circumstance, the moonlight streaking through the trees would've been a lovely sight, but it currently failed to ease his racing mind.

As he walked (he didn't run, shut up) across Fural Plain towards the woods, Revali made the choice to wait by the entrance instead of going inside. This way, he could keep an eye out for when the man in question showed up. The last thing he wanted was to be left sitting in the woods alone like some fool.

He already made a fool of me once, no reason to let him dig the knife in.

Enough of that, Revali.

Revali nearly set off his gale in a panic. Medoh?! Gods, I told you to stop scaring me like that!!

My apologies. But my point still stands, you must stop that nonsense.

What are you talking about?

Clinging to your assumptions. You are doing it again. Medoh paused, as if sighing. And you were doing so well earlier...

Revali scoffed. I don't recall asking for your approval.

Perhaps you did not, but I will express it anyway. Medoh wasn't capable of chuckling, but Revali could practically hear it regardless. You were indeed doing well before. And it is clear that you are trying to do well now. I am glad to see that you took my words to heart.

Revali growled under his breath as he smoothed down his feathers. ...Thanks.

Hm? I detect a note of... what was it again... sarcasm? Are you being sarcastic with me?

Don't give me that, you know what sarcasm is, Medoh.

Yes, yes, I am well aware. I was simply trying to calm you down with our usual banter. Medoh's tone suddenly turned to faint concern. Your mind is filled with troubled thoughts...

Revali didn't reply, his crest drooping as he looked down. He leaned against a tree and hugged himself, despite there being no chill in the air.

Are you alright?

Alright? Revali's eyes burned, How could I possibly be alright? My heart could be shattered to pieces by sunrise. How do you expect me to feel?

So you decided to confront him after all?

Aren't you literally in my head all the time?

Medoh paused again before answering, her tone switching back to that of a consultant. Revali... I understand that you are fearing the worst. But I believe that you are... how to put it... overprepared.

Revali raised a brow. What?

You have made yourself aware of the worst possible outcome. Which is, again, understandable. But in the process, you are convincing yourself that the worst result is the only one you will get. Have you forgotten what I said before?

Revali sighed. No... I haven't. But what if...

...Yes?

What if... Revali gulped, his heart picking up speed once more. What if he really is sorry? What then?

Medoh made a confused trill. I do not understand your question.

If he really was just using me, at least then I know what I'll do; hate him for all eternity, never forgive him, and never give him the time of day again. But... If he wasn't, then... Revali trailed off, reluctant to finish the thought.

I do not have the answer to that. What happens next between the two of you is for you both to decide.

Yeah... Revali sighed, I figured you wouldn't. He looked up, gazing toward the distant stable. I know he agreed to come, but...

I am not nearby, so I cannot see him. Nor can I currently see him through your eyes. But the night is young, and you left rather early.

That much was true. Revali had opted to leave for the forest as soon as he'd finished eating that evening. Everyone (minus Mipha and Daruk, who ate their own fill of fish and rocks respectively) had carrot soup this time, but sadly they weren't the godly Kakariko carrots, so he couldn't distract himself with a delicious meal. All he could do was eat quietly while the others talked, and steal glances at the Hylian when no one else was watching.

He has a name, you know.

Oh, shut it.

Yet another preparation, perhaps? Teaching yourself to stop addressing him by name in case the worst comes to pass?

Revali felt himself flush under his feathers, mostly out of anger than embarrassment over the beast's correct guess. Shut up!

You are better off waiting until after your suspicions are confirmed or denied before you try something like this. You have been refusing to call him by name for weeks now.

If he really is as cruel as any other Hylian, then I don't even want to think about his name, let alone utter it. Is that a crime now?

It is if you are doing it before you talk to him. Must you be so dramatic?

It's not dramatic! If he saw no reason to treat me with respect then I don't—

Honestly, Revali... Medoh cut him off, It would not kill you to hold off on your judgement a moment longer. Now be still and hold your tongue. Revali's vision suddenly gained a faint blue hue. The Divine Beast was using his eyes.

The stable. Look again.

Revali did as he was told, but wasn't sure what he was looking for. The blue of Medoh's presence made everything blend together. ...What? What is it?

...He is coming. It would seem that much like you, he has no intentions of wasting time.

Wait, what-?! Revali's feathers puffed in alarm. He shook his head and blinked several times, willing Medoh's vision away. Sure enough, there he was, walking down the path towards the now-panicking Rito. His head was down, so Revali couldn't see his face, just locks of burgundy that were much duller than they should've been, even under moonlight.

His time was running out.

No no no no no, not now! Revali hid behind a tree, hoping his feathers would blend in with the foliage. How long has he-? I don't even know what I'll-! He grabbed at his frazzled crest, Medoh, help me out here!! What do I do-?!

As I said before, what happens next depends on you. Both of you, and no one else. I refuse to interfere.

You couldn't give me a better warning, at least-?! Revali mentally yelled as he frantically smoothed down his feathers.

Calm yourself. Be patient and listen to his defense. Once all has been said, then you may pass your judgement. And not a moment sooner. Do you understand?

I... I...

Do you understand, Revali?

Revali's eyes started to burn, and he shut them tight. After a moment's hesitation, he finally relented. ...Yes. I understand.

Good. I will leave you to settle this mess. Do not do anything rash, and do not act as though woe is all that betides you.

Was Medoh really about to just leave him to fend for himself here?? Sure, he never asked for Medoh's assistance in this matter, or any matter at all before, but him not asking never stopped her from meddling anyway!

I wish you the best of luck, my Champion. And with that, Medoh's presence was gone.

Of all the times to leave him alone... why now? It felt like Medoh had just thrown him to the wolves. Damned beast!!

All Revali could do was curl his hands into fists as he tried to force himself to calm down. Keep a straight face. Don't let the Hylian know that his will was unsteady. He had to be firm and direct, like always. He could do this. He had to do this. He—

...was cut off by the sound of someone gasping under their breath.

Oh dear Zephos and Cyclos, he couldn't do this.

Revali looked over his shoulder, and there he was, just a couple feet away.

He felt a brief chill as he stared into those pupilless purple eyes. Eyes that once shone with a light pink glow, eyes that once made him feel a number of different things. They were still rimmed with dark circles, implying that the Hylian either became a night owl from doing gods know what after dark, or he simply wasn't sleeping well.

Revali was afraid to find out the answer. But he already knew that through the conversation they were about to have, he'd get that answer anyway.

At Revali's lack of a reply, the Hylian ducked his head again, looking down at the ground. He raised it back up when Revali cleared his throat.

"Well, it's... good to know that you're punctual." Gods, even that was hard to say. He turned his back, waving the other over with a wing. "Follow me."

He heard footsteps following behind him, and that was enough for now.

~~~

Faron Woods was bigger than it looked on a map.

And in a way, that was a good thing. It meant that when Revali found a decent spot to sit, the view was lovely without looking too cramped or foreboding. The trees overhead provided cover, but still let streaks of blue light through, making even the leaves resemble sapphires. It was a scene worth painting, or taking a picture with the Sheikah Slate.

If things went well, Revali could look back on this clearing fondly. But if they didn't...

His feathers ruffled at the idea. Ignoring the urge to smooth them back down again, he glanced over at the Hy-

You are better off waiting until after your suspicions are confirmed or denied before you try something like this.

...at Dalex, who quickly turned away from him. Even under the shade of the trees, Revali could still see how disheveled he was. He was almost tempted to call this little meeting off and send Dalex back to the stable to rest. But it was too late to turn back; they were already here, and if Revali forced himself to delay this once more, he doubted he'd ever be able to fully shake off the shame.

Revali is many things, but a coward is not, nor shall it ever be, one of them.

He crossed his arms and braced himself. "You... you know exactly why I asked you to come here. Don't you." It was a statement, not a question.

Dalex's ears twitched as he nodded. His silence didn't sit well with Revali.

"You can't nod your way out of this. You and I both know that you can talk." If he looked away as soon as Dalex flinched, then it didn't happen, right?

Be patient. Do not do anything rash.

Revali sighed, "For the last few weeks, I've... been thinking about what I'd say to you. About... that." He couldn't hide the anger in his voice, only lower it. "I thought I'd have everything worked out, like I always do. But... I don't."

Dalex said nothing, the only indication that he was still listening being the twitching of his ears.

"You..." He crossed his arms, "We both know what you did. I don't see any need to waste time pointing it all out." And if he did so, he'd either crack or succumb to rage, and he wasn't about to do either.

Yet again, Dalex said nothing, but his ears drooped impossibly lower.

"There... ever since you... 'revealed' yourself to me, there've been nothing but questions running through my head. So many questions. And every time I thought about asking you, I just..." He squeezed his arms, willing his feathers not to ruffle. Now was not the time for that.

At the third lack of a reply, Revali felt his patience wane. They'll be sitting here til dawn at this rate.

"I'd like you to look me in the eye when I'm speaking to you, Sta-... Dalex." His crest lowered at the near slip-up.

He felt a wave of regret when Dalex finally did look at him. A light breeze had tousled the bangs that normally covered half of Dalex's face, revealing the right side that was hidden from everyone despite looking just as normal as the left.

He looks so exhausted...

If Revali was wrong in the end, that sight wouldn't be leaving his memories any time soon.

"I suppose I will just say it, then..." His beak hung open, piles of questions forming in his throat as though they were at war over which one could come out first. In the end, he settled on the one that was there the longest:

"Why did you pretend to be the Sta-... him?"

Dalex blinked, clearly expecting something else. For Revali to yell again, perhaps? Like he did that night? Part of him wanted to. But just asking that one question took all the anger out of him, leaving nothing but hollow longing.

You were at your happiest when you were with him. If the way he acted as the Starling had any hint of truth, then I want you to be able to see that.

Revali didn't need night vision to see the hints of reluctance in Dalex's eyes. "I won't yell, or scream, or cut you off, none of that. I want to hear what you have to say."

Listen to his defense. Once all has been said, then you may pass your judgement. And not a moment sooner.

He saw Dalex's mouth twitch, and he bowed his head. "...Please."

He heard Dalex take a deep breath, and then...

"I... I just wanted a break."

Revali raised his head, confused. A... break? "From what?"

"Everything." Dalex's shoulders fell, and his breath hitched. "I've been training to be the Legendary Hero for so long... I couldn't do anything but train, no one would allow me to do anything else. Not when Ganon could show up at any time and destroy everything. I had to follow Her Highness everywhere she went, even if she hated my guts and wanted nothing to do with me. I have to listen to other knights acting like jealous little pricks because I got the Master Sword and they didn't."

Revali winced at that last statement, but thankfully Dalex had already covered his face with his hand.

"Everyone looks at me like I'm either a god amongst men that will save them all or the bane of their existence, and I just-" He stopped, his whole body shuddering. "...Do you remember what I said at Warbler's Nest?"

He most certainly did. How could he forget?

"My life had barely gotten started and I already had to give it up. I couldn't say no; my-... what I had to do, what I still have to do is too important. Is... is it wrong if I'm upset about it...?"

Revali told him otherwise that night... He held the Sta- Dalex's wing in his own and told him that it wasn't fair.

"If I were in your wings, I’d be completely furious.”

"All this time, I never got the chance to do anything unless I had a reason, a damn good one at that. If it wasn't necessary for my role as the Hero, then I couldn't do it. I wasn't... I'm not supposed to be anything but the Hero."

Were... were Revali's ears tricking him or did he just hear a sniffle?

"I... have to be the Hero. I can't be anything else. Not until Ganon's gone. But I..." He pushed his bangs away, eyes now shining with unshed tears. "I was just so tired."

You look like you're still tired. Revali thought to himself. "That's why you used the mask?"

Dalex rubbed his eyes, nodding. "I didn't- I wasn't trying to... to quit, or anything, I'd never do that. I just, I just wanted to get away from it, for a little while."

"But... surely you've heard about those things before. Many have claimed that they'll curse those foolish enough to wear them." Revali personally didn't believe in such things, but he heard it through the grapevine plenty of times, especially near the end of autumn.

"Yeah... I know. That's what I said to the guy that gave me the mask in the first place." A tear fell before he could stop it, and Revali felt a chill run down his spine at the hero's admission. "But... but that first night, I just kept thinking about everything. About my duty, about Her Highness, about Ganon, about y-..."

About... me? Revali's heart fluttered, and he couldn't fathom why.

"I couldn't... I couldn't handle it anymore. I put it on, turned into- into him, and..."

"...Bumped into me." Revali finished. He remembered that night clearly as well. He never thought a Rito could be so clumsy, crashing into him just as he reached his favorite landing. That could've been the only time they ever interacted, but... "...Why spend your 'break' with me, then?"

Dalex made a choked noise, like he was holding back a sob.

"We both know that I've made my... opinions on your status as the Hero very clear. By all means, you should've wanted to avoid me as much as the princess avoids you. Yet you sought out my company above anyone else's."

"I-I wasn't- I mean, I didn't-" Dalex stammered, rubbing his eyes. "I just thought... I thought that things would be different. If I didn't have that damn sword."

Revali tilted his head. "Different?"

Dalex suddenly glared, the tear streaks somehow making his expression even more intense. "Everything I said to you as... as him. Think about what those things were."

Revali was struck silent as memories rushed to the front of his mind, one after another.

"Revali, that was incredible! How're you able to hit so many bullseyes from so far away?!"

"I never thought your bow would have so much weight to it... you're stronger than you look!"

"You're really lucky you get to see your mom all the time... I can't wait to see mine again."

"You know, I was wondering... You've picked up a lot of blacksmithing know-how from your mom. More than I've ever heard, at least. What made you turn to archery, anyway?"

"Ugh, how can you stand carrots? They're awful! Wha- EWWW! Keep them away from me, you- you featherbrain!"

"I never thought there'd be so many uses for your feathers... You guys are like, masters at repurposing."

"Fly across the Gerudo Desert, huh... I never thought about what lay beyond all that sand... but if your dad came from somewhere out there, then yeah, there's gotta be something! It's not like Hyrule is the only place with life in it, after all!"

"Maybe the other Champions were blessed. That's all well and good, but... I have to agree with you, nothing can beat hard work to get where you need to be. And your Gale is... It's more than just a skill. It's literally the start of a whole new legacy for all the Rito."

And one memory in particular stood out amongst all the others:

"To be honest, Revali... I can't remember the last time I talked to someone about anything other than my-... my journey. How important it is, how 'honorable' and 'noble' it is... I'm sick of hearing that. I just want to talk about literally anything else, and... I can, with you. It... It's nice, is what I'm saying."

Dalex, the Legendary Hero, the Hylian Champion, the mightiest knight in all of Hyrule... had said those words right to Revali's face.

"Would you have believed me if I said them the way I am now?" At Revali's silence, Dalex chuckled. "Thought so... You know, hearing you actually have a problem with me being the Hero... it was refreshing, in a way."

"Wh-Refreshing?" Revali was taken aback, "I fail to see how-"

"You didn't like that I had the sword, yeah. But... you weren't a complete ass about it. You at least offered to let me prove myself to you a few times instead of moaning and groaning nonstop." Like that time he suggested they battle on Medoh's back, followed by him bailing from Dalex's lack of a response. Not one of Revali's better moments...

"And... I've seen the way you act when, uh, 'off duty,' I guess. 'Specially around kids. It's sweet."

Revali's feathers ruffled at the compliment. It was true, he'd been known to dote on the children back in Rito Village; offering archery lessons, cooking large meals to feed them in groups, telling stories of his battles against the more powerful monsters, and so on. He'd caught Dalex listening in only once, but that was apparently enough.

"But... whenever you spoke to me, it always came back to my title. That stupid sword. And I just..." Dalex sighed, rubbing his arm. "I thought that... maybe if I didn't have it, then I'd actually get to talk to you. I'd been wanting to, anyway..."

"Have you now...?" Something about that statement made Revali's heart beat just a little faster.

"And I did. And it was... probably some of, if not the best nights I've ever had in my life. I could finally be... me. I actually remembered how to do that, even after a decade of being the Hero." Dalex's smile fell as soon as it came. "But as time went by, and I got to know you more, I..."

"...You what?"

"I started to realize it- it still wasn't-" Dalex pinched his brow, struggling to find his words. "It still wasn't me. Not in your eyes. Could I really count as your friend when you didn't even know who I really was?" He stopped to sniffle before continuing, "That's... that's why I..."

"...You took off the mask in front of me." Revali finished for him.

Dalex nodded, crossing his arms. "You... you deserve a real friend. Someone that can actually speak to you without needing to hide behind a mask the whole time. When I realized what I was doing, I... I had to stop it. I was being selfish and I was hurting you and..." He stopped to take a breath, then raised his eyes to meet Revali's. "And I'm so sorry."

Had... Had Dalex ever apologized for this before? Revali couldn't remember; most of that night became a blur due to his heartbreak and rage. He wouldn't be surprised if his outburst prevented Dalex from doing just that.

Hearing it now, though... it felt real. Revali wanted it to be real, so badly.

"You... you don't have to worry about me using it anymore. The mask, I mean. I threw it away." Dalex briefly looked away to growl under his breath, "Whoever finds it can have it, for all I care..."

Now the former, Revali remembered hearing Dalex say, before Revali silenced him with a gale as he fled. And thanks to a little (er, big) birdy, Revali had undeniable proof that Dalex had completely abandoned the mask. It took a fair bit of strength to not admit that he knew already, and that said mask was now hidden away in his own home.

As for what Revali could say... was there anything? Dalex had said his piece, so...

Listen to his defense. Once all has been said, then you may pass your judgement.

"...I would say that I knew what to think about all of this... but frankly, I don't." He ran a wing through his crest, "If I hadn't blown up at you when I did, then maybe you would've said all this already. Maybe we'd already know where to go from here. Or have an idea, at least..."

Dalex fell silent once more, ears twitching at his words.

I can't believe I'm actually saying this, but... Medoh was right. I was too prepared. Now I don't know what to do.

"I... don't know if I forgive you yet. Or even at all." He didn't see Dalex wince. He didn't. "But... It doesn't seem like you're lying, at least."

He did see the stunned look cross Dalex's face. Once again, it looked as though he was expecting Revali to say something else. An accusation, perhaps? A blatant disregard of his reasons behind everything that's happened between them?

When Revali thought about it, Dalex hadn't so much as tried to beg or fish for forgiveness in the entire conversation... Was he preparing for the worst too? If he was, then that would mean he...

The possibility is there. You know this. That he truly felt remorse for hurting you so.

Revali rubbed his temples as he felt a headache come on. The constant mental back-and-forths haven't been doing him any favors these past few weeks. He was so tired...

"Are... are you alright?" Revali heard the concern in Dalex's voice, and waved it off with a wing.

"I'm fine." Without giving Dalex a chance to reply, he started to stand. "...We should head back."

It was an abrupt end, Revali knew this. And he was pretty sure that they'd have to talk about this a bit more before Revali could make a decision. But again, he was tired. This whole conversation was probably the most exhausting thing he'd experienced in weeks, and all he'd mostly done was sit and listen. At this point, he just wanted to curl up in a cheap stable bed and sleep.

He was so tired, in fact, that he didn't even think twice about offering his wing to Dalex, who took it without uttering another word. Nothing was said when he gave that smaller hand a mild squeeze, and nothing was said when he held onto it, only letting go once they exited Faron Woods.

It wasn't the wing Revali held at Warbler's Nest all those nights ago. Not even close.

But... it still felt the same.

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Broach (v): To raise a sensitive or difficult subject for discussion.

In which the Rito and the Hylian have a long overdue talk.

~~~

Revali could count on one wing all the times he'd been this nervous.

His first archery competition. His first flight race. The first time another Rito showed romantic interest in him. That time he challenged his endurance by flying nonstop for several hours, followed by him crash-landing on Satori Mountain and meeting the mountain's Lord face-to-face, ending with him shrieking in pure terror as he ran away.

But this... this was something else entirely. It wasn't his pride nor his life on the line, merely his heart.

It had been several weeks since he retrieved that accursed mask from the aforementioned mountain. Several weeks of replaying everything in his head, searching for any signs of deceit or truth, and giving himself a headache from his indecisiveness. Several weeks of lying awake at night with the mask in his arms, refusing to admit that he wished the mask's owner was there with him, to have those long-winded talks he'd grown so fond of.

Several weeks of avoiding the Hylian that caused all this, either hiding out of reach on Medoh or staying out of sight as much as possible when grounded by the other Champions as a group. Daruk and Mipha ended up having Revali as both backup and a sparring partner more often, not that either of them showed any complaints. If anything, Daruk in particular was overjoyed, assuming that their normally standoffish Rito ally was finally coming out of his shell. Rather than deny it, Revali for once held his tongue, letting the loud Goron think whatever he pleased.

The proud back "pats" he could do without, though.

And Urbosa? Revali never liked it when she tried lecturing him, or gave him that look that said 'I can read you like a book.' But it seemed as though this time she was just as in dark as everyone else, only commenting on Revali's shift in behavior a few times before moving on to more important matters, like the Princess' wellbeing, along with her knight's.

Speaking of that little knight...

Revali's rage over "the incident" had mostly died down, enough for him to stomach seeing the Hylian or hearing the other man's name without sneering. The knight in question didn't seem to make any effort to seek Revali out as far as he could tell, though whether it was because of guilt or indifference remained unclear. Revali's first instinct was to assume the latter; that the other boy was back to being his unemotive, uncaring, placid-faced self after his little stunt.

But those dark circles under his eyes, the signs of neglect in his hair, his ears somehow drooping even more than they already do, the overall faded complexion he'd displayed since that fateful night...

No one would take an act that far... would they?

If he truly wished to “toy” with you as you say, would he have bothered to reveal his true self at all?

That was the question Medoh probed Revali with, one he couldn't answer. Because truthfully, he was afraid.

Afraid that everything he assumed was right. That the perfect Rito, the perfect person he was able to form a meaningful connection with, was nothing more than a wicked, heartless lie.

Just this once, he wanted to be wrong.

~~~

Asking the Hylian to meet him alone was not easy.

Something always got in the way. A new monster to fight, a Yiga ambush, the knight just not being left alone for even one damn minute. For all of Zelda's efforts to get away from her appointed knight, he always found a way to keep her in his line of sight. And when she wasn't around, someone else was. From Mipha healing his wounds, to Urbosa dragging him off for sparring or lectures or Medli knows what else, to Daruk challenging his "brother" to random tests of strength. All in an effort to "get the little guy out of his funk!" in the big lug's own words.

Regardless of his "funk" being real or not, Revali had to give the Hylian credit where it was due; enduring such a complete lack of personal space for weeks on end wasn't something just anyone could do. Not without snapping, anyway. Revali would've undoubtedly started pecking at someone or plucking his own feathers by now if he were in the Hylian's talons. Er, shoes.

Was this the reason why he only appeared as a Rito at night, then? Because that was the only free time he actually had? And he chose to spend it with—

Revali forced the faint traces of hope in his heart back down. It was too soon for things like that. That was another thing Medoh told him: to not take his first guess and run with it. The ancient bird really was trying to act like a mentor of sorts, turning this into one giant "lesson" for Revali to learn.

The timing could've been better on her end. Maybe when Revali's ability to trust others wasn't in danger, perhaps? Just throwing it out there.

Now, with all these obstacles in place, simply waiting until nightfall was obviously the correct option, right? Oh, how he wished.

Even on the nights where he wasn't too tired to think clearly, all it would take is one glance at the Hylian and Revali's nerves would fly right out the window. He gave himself excuse after excuse; it's too soon, I don't know what to say, the others will hear us, he'll humiliate me. But the topic needed to be broached, whether Revali liked it or not.

It was either that or suffer in silence forever.

So with a heavy wing and pounding heart, he reached out and grabbed the Hylian's shoulder, stopping both of them from following everyone to the Highland Stable. He ignored the way the other man nearly flinched as he leaned in from behind, his beak barely brushing against a silver-pierced ear.

"We need to talk." He whispered urgently, "Meet me in Faron Woods. Tonight."

The burgundy-haired boy hesitated before nodding, not even turning to meet Revali's eyes. In a way, Revali was grateful; he felt like he would've cracked under the stress if he had to look at those darkened purple irises again. He pulled his wing away as though he'd been burned and continued onward, leaving the knight behind.

He kept walking, even passing the princess and other Champions, eyes firmly locked on his own talons.

He didn't look back, not even when several voices called his name in concern.

~~~

Night had come much sooner than Revali would've wanted.

The sky was clear, both the stars and rising moon were in perfect view, so Revali had no need to worry about getting lost in the dark due to his damned lack of night vision. Under any other circumstance, the moonlight streaking through the trees would've been a lovely sight, but it currently failed to ease his racing mind.

As he walked (he didn't run, shut up) across Fural Plain towards the woods, Revali made the choice to wait by the entrance instead of going inside. This way, he could keep an eye out for when the man in question showed up. The last thing he wanted was to be left sitting in the woods alone like some fool.

He already made a fool of me once, no reason to let him dig the knife in.

Enough of that, Revali.

Revali nearly set off his gale in a panic. Medoh?! Gods, I told you to stop scaring me like that!!

My apologies. But my point still stands, you must stop that nonsense.

What are you talking about?

Clinging to your assumptions. You are doing it again. Medoh paused, as if sighing. And you were doing so well earlier...

Revali scoffed. I don't recall asking for your approval.

Perhaps you did not, but I will express it anyway. Medoh wasn't capable of chuckling, but Revali could practically hear it regardless. You were indeed doing well before. And it is clear that you are trying to do well now. I am glad to see that you took my words to heart.

Revali growled under his breath as he smoothed down his feathers. ...Thanks.

Hm? I detect a note of... what was it again... sarcasm? Are you being sarcastic with me?

Don't give me that, you know what sarcasm is, Medoh.

Yes, yes, I am well aware. I was simply trying to calm you down with our usual banter. Medoh's tone suddenly turned to faint concern. Your mind is filled with troubled thoughts...

Revali didn't reply, his crest drooping as he looked down. He leaned against a tree and hugged himself, despite there being no chill in the air.

Are you alright?

Alright? Revali's eyes burned, How could I possibly be alright? My heart could be shattered to pieces by sunrise. How do you expect me to feel?

So you decided to confront him after all?

Aren't you literally in my head all the time?

Medoh paused again before answering, her tone switching back to that of a consultant. Revali... I understand that you are fearing the worst. But I believe that you are... how to put it... overprepared.

Revali raised a brow. What?

You have made yourself aware of the worst possible outcome. Which is, again, understandable. But in the process, you are convincing yourself that the worst result is the only one you will get. Have you forgotten what I said before?

Revali sighed. No... I haven't. But what if...

...Yes?

What if... Revali gulped, his heart picking up speed once more. What if he really is sorry? What then?

Medoh made a confused trill. I do not understand your question.

If he really was just using me, at least then I know what I'll do; hate him for all eternity, never forgive him, and never give him the time of day again. But... If he wasn't, then... Revali trailed off, reluctant to finish the thought.

I do not have the answer to that. What happens next between the two of you is for you both to decide.

Yeah... Revali sighed, I figured you wouldn't. He looked up, gazing toward the distant stable. I know he agreed to come, but...

I am not nearby, so I cannot see him. Nor can I currently see him through your eyes. But the night is young, and you left rather early.

That much was true. Revali had opted to leave for the forest as soon as he'd finished eating that evening. Everyone (minus Mipha and Daruk, who ate their own fill of fish and rocks respectively) had carrot soup this time, but sadly they weren't the godly Kakariko carrots, so he couldn't distract himself with a delicious meal. All he could do was eat quietly while the others talked, and steal glances at the Hylian when no one else was watching.

He has a name, you know.

Oh, shut it.

Yet another preparation, perhaps? Teaching yourself to stop addressing him by name in case the worst comes to pass?

Revali felt himself flush under his feathers, mostly out of anger than embarrassment over the beast's correct guess. Shut up!

You are better off waiting until after your suspicions are confirmed or denied before you try something like this. You have been refusing to call him by name for weeks now.

If he really is as cruel as any other Hylian, then I don't even want to think about his name, let alone utter it. Is that a crime now?

It is if you are doing it before you talk to him. Must you be so dramatic?

It's not dramatic! If he saw no reason to treat me with respect then I don't—

Honestly, Revali... Medoh cut him off, It would not kill you to hold off on your judgement a moment longer. Now be still and hold your tongue. Revali's vision suddenly gained a faint blue hue. The Divine Beast was using his eyes.

The stable. Look again.

Revali did as he was told, but wasn't sure what he was looking for. The blue of Medoh's presence made everything blend together. ...What? What is it?

...He is coming. It would seem that much like you, he has no intentions of wasting time.

Wait, what-?! Revali's feathers puffed in alarm. He shook his head and blinked several times, willing Medoh's vision away. Sure enough, there he was, walking down the path towards the now-panicking Rito. His head was down, so Revali couldn't see his face, just locks of burgundy that were much duller than they should've been, even under moonlight.

His time was running out.

No no no no no, not now! Revali hid behind a tree, hoping his feathers would blend in with the foliage. How long has he-? I don't even know what I'll-! He grabbed at his frazzled crest, Medoh, help me out here!! What do I do-?!

As I said before, what happens next depends on you. Both of you, and no one else. I refuse to interfere.

You couldn't give me a better warning, at least-?! Revali mentally yelled as he frantically smoothed down his feathers.

Calm yourself. Be patient and listen to his defense. Once all has been said, then you may pass your judgement. And not a moment sooner. Do you understand?

I... I...

Do you understand, Revali?

Revali's eyes started to burn, and he shut them tight. After a moment's hesitation, he finally relented. ...Yes. I understand.

Good. I will leave you to settle this mess. Do not do anything rash, and do not act as though woe is all that betides you.

Was Medoh really about to just leave him to fend for himself here?? Sure, he never asked for Medoh's assistance in this matter, or any matter at all before, but him not asking never stopped her from meddling anyway!

I wish you the best of luck, my Champion. And with that, Medoh's presence was gone.

Of all the times to leave him alone... why now? It felt like Medoh had just thrown him to the wolves. Damned beast!!

All Revali could do was curl his hands into fists as he tried to force himself to calm down. Keep a straight face. Don't let the Hylian know that his will was unsteady. He had to be firm and direct, like always. He could do this. He had to do this. He—

...was cut off by the sound of someone gasping under their breath.

Oh dear Zephos and Cyclos, he couldn't do this.

Revali looked over his shoulder, and there he was, just a couple feet away.

He felt a brief chill as he stared into those pupilless purple eyes. Eyes that once shone with a light pink glow, eyes that once made him feel a number of different things. They were still rimmed with dark circles, implying that the Hylian either became a night owl from doing gods know what after dark, or he simply wasn't sleeping well.

Revali was afraid to find out the answer. But he already knew that through the conversation they were about to have, he'd get that answer anyway.

At Revali's lack of a reply, the Hylian ducked his head again, looking down at the ground. He raised it back up when Revali cleared his throat.

"Well, it's... good to know that you're punctual." Gods, even that was hard to say. He turned his back, waving the other over with a wing. "Follow me."

He heard footsteps following behind him, and that was enough for now.

~~~

Faron Woods was bigger than it looked on a map.

And in a way, that was a good thing. It meant that when Revali found a decent spot to sit, the view was lovely without looking too cramped or foreboding. The trees overhead provided cover, but still let streaks of blue light through, making even the leaves resemble sapphires. It was a scene worth painting, or taking a picture with the Sheikah Slate.

If things went well, Revali could look back on this clearing fondly. But if they didn't...

His feathers ruffled at the idea. Ignoring the urge to smooth them back down again, he glanced over at the Hy-

You are better off waiting until after your suspicions are confirmed or denied before you try something like this.

...at Dalex, who quickly turned away from him. Even under the shade of the trees, Revali could still see how disheveled he was. He was almost tempted to call this little meeting off and send Dalex back to the stable to rest. But it was too late to turn back; they were already here, and if Revali forced himself to delay this once more, he doubted he'd ever be able to fully shake off the shame.

Revali is many things, but a coward is not, nor shall it ever be, one of them.

He crossed his arms and braced himself. "You... you know exactly why I asked you to come here. Don't you." It was a statement, not a question.

Dalex's ears twitched as he nodded. His silence didn't sit well with Revali.

"You can't nod your way out of this. You and I both know that you can talk." If he looked away as soon as Dalex flinched, then it didn't happen, right?

Be patient. Do not do anything rash.

Revali sighed, "For the last few weeks, I've... been thinking about what I'd say to you. About... that." He couldn't hide the anger in his voice, only lower it. "I thought I'd have everything worked out, like I always do. But... I don't."

Dalex said nothing, the only indication that he was still listening being the twitching of his ears.

"You..." He crossed his arms, "We both know what you did. I don't see any need to waste time pointing it all out." And if he did so, he'd either crack or succumb to rage, and he wasn't about to do either.

Yet again, Dalex said nothing, but his ears drooped impossibly lower.

"There... ever since you... 'revealed' yourself to me, there've been nothing but questions running through my head. So many questions. And every time I thought about asking you, I just..." He squeezed his arms, willing his feathers not to ruffle. Now was not the time for that.

At the third lack of a reply, Revali felt his patience wane. They'll be sitting here til dawn at this rate.

"I'd like you to look me in the eye when I'm speaking to you, Sta-... Dalex." His crest lowered at the near slip-up.

He felt a wave of regret when Dalex finally did look at him. A light breeze had tousled the bangs that normally covered half of Dalex's face, revealing the right side that was hidden from everyone despite looking just as normal as the left.

He looks so exhausted...

If Revali was wrong in the end, that sight wouldn't be leaving his memories any time soon.

"I suppose I will just say it, then..." His beak hung open, piles of questions forming in his throat as though they were at war over which one could come out first. In the end, he settled on the one that was there the longest:

"Why did you pretend to be the Sta-... him?"

Dalex blinked, clearly expecting something else. For Revali to yell again, perhaps? Like he did that night? Part of him wanted to. But just asking that one question took all the anger out of him, leaving nothing but hollow longing.

You were at your happiest when you were with him. If the way he acted as the Starling had any hint of truth, then I want you to be able to see that.

Revali didn't need night vision to see the hints of reluctance in Dalex's eyes. "I won't yell, or scream, or cut you off, none of that. I want to hear what you have to say."

Listen to his defense. Once all has been said, then you may pass your judgement. And not a moment sooner.

He saw Dalex's mouth twitch, and he bowed his head. "...Please."

He heard Dalex take a deep breath, and then...

"I... I just wanted a break."

Revali raised his head, confused. A... break? "From what?"

"Everything." Dalex's shoulders fell, and his breath hitched. "I've been training to be the Legendary Hero for so long... I couldn't do anything but train, no one would allow me to do anything else. Not when Ganon could show up at any time and destroy everything. I had to follow Her Highness everywhere she went, even if she hated my guts and wanted nothing to do with me. I have to listen to other knights acting like jealous little pricks because I got the Master Sword and they didn't."

Revali winced at that last statement, but thankfully Dalex had already covered his face with his hand.

"Everyone looks at me like I'm either a god amongst men that will save them all or the bane of their existence, and I just-" He stopped, his whole body shuddering. "...Do you remember what I said at Warbler's Nest?"

He most certainly did. How could he forget?

"My life had barely gotten started and I already had to give it up. I couldn't say no; my-... what I had to do, what I still have to do is too important. Is... is it wrong if I'm upset about it...?"

Revali told him otherwise that night... He held the Sta- Dalex's wing in his own and told him that it wasn't fair.

"If I were in your wings, I’d be completely furious.”

"All this time, I never got the chance to do anything unless I had a reason, a damn good one at that. If it wasn't necessary for my role as the Hero, then I couldn't do it. I wasn't... I'm not supposed to be anything but the Hero."

Were... were Revali's ears tricking him or did he just hear a sniffle?

"I... have to be the Hero. I can't be anything else. Not until Ganon's gone. But I..." He pushed his bangs away, eyes now shining with unshed tears. "I was just so tired."

You look like you're still tired. Revali thought to himself. "That's why you used the mask?"

Dalex rubbed his eyes, nodding. "I didn't- I wasn't trying to... to quit, or anything, I'd never do that. I just, I just wanted to get away from it, for a little while."

"But... surely you've heard about those things before. Many have claimed that they'll curse those foolish enough to wear them." Revali personally didn't believe in such things, but he heard it through the grapevine plenty of times, especially near the end of autumn.

"Yeah... I know. That's what I said to the guy that gave me the mask in the first place." A tear fell before he could stop it, and Revali felt a chill run down his spine at the hero's admission. "But... but that first night, I just kept thinking about everything. About my duty, about Her Highness, about Ganon, about y-..."

About... me? Revali's heart fluttered, and he couldn't fathom why.

"I couldn't... I couldn't handle it anymore. I put it on, turned into- into him, and..."

"...Bumped into me." Revali finished. He remembered that night clearly as well. He never thought a Rito could be so clumsy, crashing into him just as he reached his favorite landing. That could've been the only time they ever interacted, but... "...Why spend your 'break' with me, then?"

Dalex made a choked noise, like he was holding back a sob.

"We both know that I've made my... opinions on your status as the Hero very clear. By all means, you should've wanted to avoid me as much as the princess avoids you. Yet you sought out my company above anyone else's."

"I-I wasn't- I mean, I didn't-" Dalex stammered, rubbing his eyes. "I just thought... I thought that things would be different. If I didn't have that damn sword."

Revali tilted his head. "Different?"

Dalex suddenly glared, the tear streaks somehow making his expression even more intense. "Everything I said to you as... as him. Think about what those things were."

Revali was struck silent as memories rushed to the front of his mind, one after another.

"Revali, that was incredible! How're you able to hit so many bullseyes from so far away?!"

"I never thought your bow would have so much weight to it... you're stronger than you look!"

"You're really lucky you get to see your mom all the time... I can't wait to see mine again."

"You know, I was wondering... You've picked up a lot of blacksmithing know-how from your mom. More than I've ever heard, at least. What made you turn to archery, anyway?"

"Ugh, how can you stand carrots? They're awful! Wha- EWWW! Keep them away from me, you- you featherbrain!"

"I never thought there'd be so many uses for your feathers... You guys are like, masters at repurposing."

"Fly across the Gerudo Desert, huh... I never thought about what lay beyond all that sand... but if your dad came from somewhere out there, then yeah, there's gotta be something! It's not like Hyrule is the only place with life in it, after all!"

"Maybe the other Champions were blessed. That's all well and good, but... I have to agree with you, nothing can beat hard work to get where you need to be. And your Gale is... It's more than just a skill. It's literally the start of a whole new legacy for all the Rito."

And one memory in particular stood out amongst all the others:

"To be honest, Revali... I can't remember the last time I talked to someone about anything other than my-... my journey. How important it is, how 'honorable' and 'noble' it is... I'm sick of hearing that. I just want to talk about literally anything else, and... I can, with you. It... It's nice, is what I'm saying."

Dalex, the Legendary Hero, the Hylian Champion, the mightiest knight in all of Hyrule... had said those words right to Revali's face.

"Would you have believed me if I said them the way I am now?" At Revali's silence, Dalex chuckled. "Thought so... You know, hearing you actually have a problem with me being the Hero... it was refreshing, in a way."

"Wh-Refreshing?" Revali was taken aback, "I fail to see how-"

"You didn't like that I had the sword, yeah. But... you weren't a complete ass about it. You at least offered to let me prove myself to you a few times instead of moaning and groaning nonstop." Like that time he suggested they battle on Medoh's back, followed by him bailing from Dalex's lack of a response. Not one of Revali's better moments...

"And... I've seen the way you act when, uh, 'off duty,' I guess. 'Specially around kids. It's sweet."

Revali's feathers ruffled at the compliment. It was true, he'd been known to dote on the children back in Rito Village; offering archery lessons, cooking large meals to feed them in groups, telling stories of his battles against the more powerful monsters, and so on. He'd caught Dalex listening in only once, but that was apparently enough.

"But... whenever you spoke to me, it always came back to my title. That stupid sword. And I just..." Dalex sighed, rubbing his arm. "I thought that... maybe if I didn't have it, then I'd actually get to talk to you. I'd been wanting to, anyway..."

"Have you now...?" Something about that statement made Revali's heart beat just a little faster.

"And I did. And it was... probably some of, if not the best nights I've ever had in my life. I could finally be... me. I actually remembered how to do that, even after a decade of being the Hero." Dalex's smile fell as soon as it came. "But as time went by, and I got to know you more, I..."

"...You what?"

"I started to realize it- it still wasn't-" Dalex pinched his brow, struggling to find his words. "It still wasn't me. Not in your eyes. Could I really count as your friend when you didn't even know who I really was?" He stopped to sniffle before continuing, "That's... that's why I..."

"...You took off the mask in front of me." Revali finished for him.

Dalex nodded, crossing his arms. "You... you deserve a real friend. Someone that can actually speak to you without needing to hide behind a mask the whole time. When I realized what I was doing, I... I had to stop it. I was being selfish and I was hurting you and..." He stopped to take a breath, then raised his eyes to meet Revali's. "And I'm so sorry."

Had... Had Dalex ever apologized for this before? Revali couldn't remember; most of that night became a blur due to his heartbreak and rage. He wouldn't be surprised if his outburst prevented Dalex from doing just that.

Hearing it now, though... it felt real. Revali wanted it to be real, so badly.

"You... you don't have to worry about me using it anymore. The mask, I mean. I threw it away." Dalex briefly looked away to growl under his breath, "Whoever finds it can have it, for all I care..."

Now the former, Revali remembered hearing Dalex say, before Revali silenced him with a gale as he fled. And thanks to a little (er, big) birdy, Revali had undeniable proof that Dalex had completely abandoned the mask. It took a fair bit of strength to not admit that he knew already, and that said mask was now hidden away in his own home.

As for what Revali could say... was there anything? Dalex had said his piece, so...

Listen to his defense. Once all has been said, then you may pass your judgement.

"...I would say that I knew what to think about all of this... but frankly, I don't." He ran a wing through his crest, "If I hadn't blown up at you when I did, then maybe you would've said all this already. Maybe we'd already know where to go from here. Or have an idea, at least..."

Dalex fell silent once more, ears twitching at his words.

I can't believe I'm actually saying this, but... Medoh was right. I was too prepared. Now I don't know what to do.

"I... don't know if I forgive you yet. Or even at all." He didn't see Dalex wince. He didn't. "But... It doesn't seem like you're lying, at least."

He did see the stunned look cross Dalex's face. Once again, it looked as though he was expecting Revali to say something else. An accusation, perhaps? A blatant disregard of his reasons behind everything that's happened between them?

When Revali thought about it, Dalex hadn't so much as tried to beg or fish for forgiveness in the entire conversation... Was he preparing for the worst too? If he was, then that would mean he...

The possibility is there. You know this. That he truly felt remorse for hurting you so.

Revali rubbed his temples as he felt a headache come on. The constant mental back-and-forths haven't been doing him any favors these past few weeks. He was so tired...

"Are... are you alright?" Revali heard the concern in Dalex's voice, and waved it off with a wing.

"I'm fine." Without giving Dalex a chance to reply, he started to stand. "...We should head back."

It was an abrupt end, Revali knew this. And he was pretty sure that they'd have to talk about this a bit more before Revali could make a decision. But again, he was tired. This whole conversation was probably the most exhausting thing he'd experienced in weeks, and all he'd mostly done was sit and listen. At this point, he just wanted to curl up in a cheap stable bed and sleep.

He was so tired, in fact, that he didn't even think twice about offering his wing to Dalex, who took it without uttering another word. Nothing was said when he gave that smaller hand a mild squeeze, and nothing was said when he held onto it, only letting go once they exited Faron Woods.

It wasn't the wing Revali held at Warbler's Nest all those nights ago. Not even close.

But... it still felt the same.