Sheik does wait, and watch, and listen as echoes of that sound reverberate in his mind, his fingers closed around the hilt of his dagger. In a way, it's fortunate her ordeal caused her to lose consciousness; had she stirred, the depths of his surprise would have resulted in his blade at her neck, and an immediate interrogation as to how and why she has come to spoil this most sacred place. In the silence broken only by her quiet breathing, he is given the chance to calm himself, to release the instincts brought about by an adolescence as a fugitive and once again allow a higher sort of reasoning to occupy his thoughts.
If someone were to invade this place with ill intentions, it would be very foolish of them to do so in a way that caused themselves to faint in the process. Confident in his ability to handle such a hypothetical fool, Sheik approaches the girl and... nudges her with his foot.
... ... ... No reaction. Hm.]
Hey. [He kneels at her side, reaching out to jostle her shoulder, the fabric of her cloak feeling fine yet sturdy under his callused fingers. Certainly of a better material than his ratty old tabard.] Can you hear me? You need to wake up.
[He'll tap his knuckles against the apple of her cheek if she still doesn't show any response. Please don't make him haul your unconscious body all the way to Impa in Kakariko, strange well-to-do woman...]
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Sheik does wait, and watch, and listen as echoes of that sound reverberate in his mind, his fingers closed around the hilt of his dagger. In a way, it's fortunate her ordeal caused her to lose consciousness; had she stirred, the depths of his surprise would have resulted in his blade at her neck, and an immediate interrogation as to how and why she has come to spoil this most sacred place. In the silence broken only by her quiet breathing, he is given the chance to calm himself, to release the instincts brought about by an adolescence as a fugitive and once again allow a higher sort of reasoning to occupy his thoughts.
If someone were to invade this place with ill intentions, it would be very foolish of them to do so in a way that caused themselves to faint in the process. Confident in his ability to handle such a hypothetical fool, Sheik approaches the girl and... nudges her with his foot.
... ... ... No reaction. Hm.]
Hey. [He kneels at her side, reaching out to jostle her shoulder, the fabric of her cloak feeling fine yet sturdy under his callused fingers. Certainly of a better material than his ratty old tabard.] Can you hear me? You need to wake up.
[He'll tap his knuckles against the apple of her cheek if she still doesn't show any response. Please don't make him haul your unconscious body all the way to Impa in Kakariko, strange well-to-do woman...]