A/N: What's this?! Another update?! Why, yes it is! :D I haven't the faintest idea why I've been able to write not one but THREE new chapters for this story (keep an eye out!) in just a few days, but I'm not questioning it! Today, we've got a chapter in Legend's point of view! He's hard to write, for some reason. I think it's because I've never played any of his games.

Also, I'm playing Ocarina of Time for the first time, and I'm so stuck. How do I get past the guards to get to Zelda?! *cries in frustration*

Awesome shoutout to my LU Discord server peeps! Y'all rock!

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Legend huffed as they settled down in the freshly made camp. He wasn't sure what to make of their silent companion, Wild. It'd been two weeks already, and not only had the guy remained frustratingly mute, but there were these odd times he'd just zone out.

Now, normally these things wouldn't bother him. Sky certainly had his head in the clouds often enough, but Wild wasn't Sky. Wild was always on high alert, and picked up signs of danger faster than the rest of them usually did. Seriously, the guy's hearing was unreal.

And seeing someone who was so aware just check out was mildly terrifying to the veteran. He needed to understand why. Was he sick? Was it a spell or a curse? What if it happened in the middle of a battle? It made him into a liability, though he'd never say it aloud. Legend knew better than to offend the person in charge of the food, after all.

Nor would he ever dream of kicking out the only person who could make edible meals. And the guy seemed genuinely okay aside from this—albeit a bit of a loose canon at times, but Wild wasn't a bad person. Legend was sure of that much.

But this... thing of his had to stop. He eyed the cook who was cutting up some carrots for their stew. Warriors was talking to Hyrule about something as he sharpened his sword, and Hyrule was tending to an injury Wind got in a fight earlier that day.

Warriors let loose a booming laugh, startling Wild, who looked up. Then all his movements stilled, and his eyes became frighteningly vacant. Legend wasn't the only one to notice as a quiet hush fell over the camp, every eye turned towards their now frozen cook. This was the third time they'd seen it.

The first time, they hadn't been sure. It'd been early in the morning and Wild had been startled out of a nightmare. Checking out for a few moments wasn't unheard in that kind of situation. It had unnerved them a bit, but even Legend himself had fought off flashbacks and whatnot after being shaken from his nightmares so suddenly.

The second time had occurred when they were trying to show him how to actually fish. Apparently Wild had never seen a fishing rod before, which was mildly concerning. But when Twilight had been showing him how to cast a line, the scarred hero just froze and wouldn't react to anyone for several minutes.

It scared quite a few of them, but Wild just brushed it off and pretended that nothing happened. In all honesty, if they hadn't been ambushed shortly thereafter, they probably would've pushed him for answers. As it was, Sky got hurt rather nicely, which distracted them for the rest of the night. And that following day there was just no opportunity to bring it up. That'd been just a handful of days ago.

But this time, they were all close enough to see that undeniable vacancy in his glazed over eyes. The fact that he honestly was not there. More than a few apprehensive looks passed amongst them.

"Wild?" Twilight reached out a hand and touched his shoulder, but he didn't so much as twitch. And Wild always flinched at physical contact. Hyrule came over and coaxed the knife out of his hand so he wouldn't hurt himself when he came to.

Luckily, it was only a few moments of silence before he blinked rapidly. "There you are." Warriors sighed in relief. "You okay?"

Wild nodded, and ducked his head, cheeks burning brightly in what Legend assumed was embarrassment. "What was that?" He spoke up. "That's the third time you've just checked out."

Wild pressed his lips together, forming a thin line as he pulled his hood back up—something they had quickly realized he did whenever he was uncomfortable. He started stirring the stew again and reached down for some spices. For a moment, Legend was sure that he was going to blatantly ignore him.

"It's a holdover from my journey."

Legend blinked at the hoarse, raspy voice. It was unfamiliar and if he hadn't seen Wild's lips moving beneath the shadow of his hood, he wouldn't have believed it. Wild spoke. It was almost enough to distract him from the words themselves.

"Your journey?" Legend pressed. Wild swallowed thickly. Legend figured it was uncomfortable to speak after such a long period of silence. Wind handed Wild a cup of water with a smile.

"Something happened to me... and I lost all my memories of before my journey. I only have about two or three years of memories."

They were silent for a moment. A look of surprise painted on all their faces. No memories? Wild was... "You're an amnesiac?"

He nodded. "Sometimes, when I'm relaxed enough, things will trigger my memories. Like Warriors sharpening his sword." He gave the captain a small smile beneath his hood. "I used to do the same thing when I was a knight. I'd forgotten..."

"You were a knight?" Warriors blinked in surprise.

"From what I can remember."

"Will these memories pop up like this during a battle?" Legend raised an eyebrow. He stomped down on the part of him that felt guilty for asking. He had to know. There was no way he was going to let Wild get himself (or someone else) killed if a memory cropped up in the middle of a fight.

The scarred kid shook his head. "No. They're only triggered when I'm relaxed. In a high-stress situation like a fight, there's no way I'd get them back." Legend could've sworn he heard a 'trust me, I've tried', but he wasn't sure.

"So you don't remember... anything?" Wind asked, tilting his head. "What about your family?"

"I don't know if I even had a family." Wild admitted. "I think my father was a knight, but I don't have any memories of him."

"So all your memories are from your journey?" Twilight asked softly. Wild just nodded, taking a swallow of water with a wince. Legend wondered if it hurt to speak so much after nearly a solid month of silence.

"I'm sorry." Wild apologized.

"For what?" Time shook his head. "We're all some kind of messed up from our journeys. Amnesia is nothing to be ashamed of. We don't think less of you, Wild."

Wild's head whipped up so fast that his hood fell off. Legend became abruptly aware that this kid—because that's what he was, a kid—thought they were going to abandon him because of his lack of memories.

Thoughts like that didn't crop up out of nowhere. Wild thought they'd leave him because he'd had others do so before. The thought made Legend's blood boil. He may be a bit of an asshole, but he would never abandon someone like that. (He violently shoved away the memories of a cheerful young girl who loved to sing sitting on a beach with him.)

"Did you really think we'd...?" Twilight looked hurt, and Wild looked rather alarmed at that.

"N-no! I just..." He flailed about, trying to find the words. Legend decided to be nice for a change and help him out.

"You've had it happen before, haven't you?" His voice silenced the incoherent excuses. "You've had people you've trusted turn on you. Whether you remember it or not, the scars are still there." Wild looked at Legend like he'd never seen him before. There was a silent questioning vulnerability to his eyes that had Legend feeling like he'd just kicked a puppy.

He realized that Wild was a lot younger than they'd first thought. Physically, he wasn't the youngest, but mentally, he was probably younger than Wind in some aspects. This kid had no experience beyond his Journey—whether that was as violent as Legend's own journeys or quieter like Wind's, he didn't know. He wasn't sure if he wanted to know. Suddenly, Wild didn't seem so immature anymore.

"Come on, I think that's enough depressive talk for the night." Sky spoke up. "And Wild, let us know if there's anything we can do to help you, okay?"

"Y-yeah." He smiled, lowering his hood.

Legend huffed as everyone went back to doing whatever they were doing. Was he the only one who noticed the way Wild's hands shook? How he gripped the knife just a little too tightly? He made his way towards the cook. "Give it here. You're going to hurt yourself if you try to cut those carrots shaking like that." Legend shook his head as he took the knife from Wild, who gave him a startled look.

"What are you...?"

"You need these cut, right? I'm hungry and if helping you out gets dinner done faster then that's that." He huffed, chopping the carrots. "I may not be the best cook, but I can follow directions."

"Thank you, Legend." Wild smiled softly, voice warm. "You're a good friend."

Legend felt his cheeks warm and shook his head violently. "I'm just doing it because I'm hungry." He insisted. "Idiot."

They worked in a comfortable silence as the quiet chatter of the rest of the group washed over the two. Legend cut and peeled whatever Wild told him to as the cook added spices and other ingredients to the stew. The smell was tantalizing and Legend felt his mouth water.

"You're right... about what you said earlier." Wild spoke suddenly.

"Huh?" He blinked, not understanding what the cook was going on about.

"About people leaving me. I'm sure it happened before my... but it's happened during my journey, too. Someone I thought was a friend turned out to be an assassin after my head. They almost killed me and never even thought twice about it." He clenched the spoon he was stirring with. "We'd traveled together for nearly two weeks before he finally..."

Great, what was he supposed to say to that? In the admittedly short time they'd known Wild, he'd never opened up about anything personal to them. It could've been due to the language barrier, but Wild still seemed like a private guy. Why was he opening up to Legend of all people?!

"Look. That guy was an asshole. And while I haven't known everyone here for long, I can tell you one thing. None of us will abandon you or turn on you. We're all brothers, here." Legend clenched his jaw as the words slipped off his tongue without his consent. Damnit, he was not being sentimental! He... He just needed Wild to trust them! Because... if he didn't, then he wouldn't be as helpful during battles!

"Careful." Wild chuckled. "You almost sound like you care."

"As if!" Legend turned his head away to hide his reddening cheeks. Hyrule sent him a knowing smirk, and Legend internally cursed the traveler. "It'd just be inconvenient if you got hurt or something! We're a team and we all need to be at the top of our game in a fight. Nothing more."

Wild laughed. A few people startled to look over at them, Legend still blushing in mild mortification and Wild's laughter echoing around the campsite like wind through wildflowers.

There was something so right about the scene. Legend, despite the embarrassment he'd gone through to reach this point tonight, mentally patted himself on the back. He'd cracked through some of Wild's outer shell. And now, they were just a little closer to getting the kid to open up to them.

Brothers, huh? He hadn't meant to say it, but right now, that's exactly what it felt like. Not that he'd ever say it again.

"Dinner's ready!" Wild grinned.

"Finally." Legend scowled. Somehow, he knew that it didn't fool anyone. But tonight, he didn't really care much. Tonight, Legend decided, was a good night.