[ Dimitri doesn't understand why Link says that the way he does. But he follows. Hurrying footsteps and another corner and then - there's a young boy. Blond and blue-eyed, with spatters of... something... on his clothing, tears welling in his eyes. He glances up at the both of them as they approach, hiccuping a little. ]
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Father? Where's father? I don't understand-
[ And Dimitri goes pale. ]
It cannot be...