Link sighed quietly. He knew that it was an understatement, but he had only been trying to be gentle on Sechs. The young man was faced with a possible fate worse than all the others trapped in this prison.
His small, determined smile returned, though, when he saw the spark in Sechs' eyes. That was what he was going for! A little hope. For people to give it a chance.
"It wasn't pleasant..." Link admitted, "But it was a drawing on the wall, supposedly of a stomach. There was a bug inside it. And... someone had left a sharpened knife on the table." He sat in silence, not bothering to explain further. He would let Sechs come to his own conclusion. To Link, the answer was obvious, though disturbing. But perhaps Sechs would have a different idea or approach. It didn't seem likely, though.
But it was a start. And starts led to answers. One clue lead to another in a chain reaction that would get them out of this mess. That was how it had always worked, for Link.
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His small, determined smile returned, though, when he saw the spark in Sechs' eyes. That was what he was going for! A little hope. For people to give it a chance.
"It wasn't pleasant..." Link admitted, "But it was a drawing on the wall, supposedly of a stomach. There was a bug inside it. And... someone had left a sharpened knife on the table." He sat in silence, not bothering to explain further. He would let Sechs come to his own conclusion. To Link, the answer was obvious, though disturbing. But perhaps Sechs would have a different idea or approach. It didn't seem likely, though.
But it was a start. And starts led to answers. One clue lead to another in a chain reaction that would get them out of this mess. That was how it had always worked, for Link.