[The fact that Edgeworth doesn't say no, or bring up his age, or otherwise get awkward, makes Link pause and glance back at him. Huh. It's not that Link wanted him to treat him like a helpless little kid... it's just so unusual for an adult not to.]
Be right back.
[With a nod, he jogs off in the direction Edgeworth indicated, an energetic spring in his step. The tangle of vines and leaves sways briefly as Link carefully steps through them, but everything goes quiet again.
Some time passes, perhaps enough to make Edgeworth start to get worried. But then the leaves are disturbed again, and Link reemerges from the foilage. He jogs back with a neutral expression on his face.]
Whew, back. [He's slightly winded from the jog, but it's clear he didn't fight with anything back there. Instead, he holds up his hand. Pinched between his fingers is a very large grey feather.]
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Be right back.
[With a nod, he jogs off in the direction Edgeworth indicated, an energetic spring in his step. The tangle of vines and leaves sways briefly as Link carefully steps through them, but everything goes quiet again.
Some time passes, perhaps enough to make Edgeworth start to get worried. But then the leaves are disturbed again, and Link reemerges from the foilage. He jogs back with a neutral expression on his face.]
Whew, back. [He's slightly winded from the jog, but it's clear he didn't fight with anything back there. Instead, he holds up his hand. Pinched between his fingers is a very large grey feather.]
This is all I found.