[ Dimitri does want to say more - about how much Link does matter to him. About how he would like to keep being friends or - whatever it was they were. But for the moment he focuses on the task at hand. He steps over to the small pile of belongings he's been putting together - tools, knick-knacks, useful items. That kind of thing. And in it is a set of clothing that's definitely too small of him. He turns and holds it out to Link a bit reverentially, a smile on his face. ]
I'm afraid I don't recognize the outfit... but here you are. I think this is yours.
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[ Dimitri does want to say more - about how much Link does matter to him. About how he would like to keep being friends or - whatever it was they were. But for the moment he focuses on the task at hand. He steps over to the small pile of belongings he's been putting together - tools, knick-knacks, useful items. That kind of thing. And in it is a set of clothing that's definitely too small of him. He turns and holds it out to Link a bit reverentially, a smile on his face. ]
I'm afraid I don't recognize the outfit... but here you are. I think this is yours.