I am missing something I cannot name

I long for something I've never known

I am letter unfinished, a monument to nothing

I feel like nothing. Scared, scarred, alone.

But if I should find that piece of me

If I never knew it, how would I know?

I.

The pesky birds sang at the top of the trees, the wind was still and the sun was rushing into the horizon as if it moved with purposeful speed. Link walked lazily to his home. He kept his chin up, yet dragged his feet as strange sadness overwhelmed him. Even the few tools he carried from work felt heavier than usual.

He stepped into his house, kicked off his boots then walked over to his bed and let himself fall back. This feeling of unease had been weighing him down for several days.

He stared at the ceiling for a while and allowed frivolous thoughts that had little reason or consequence to cross his mind.

"I should bring water in to wash up…My house is so small, I should clean up sometime…Do I have fresh bread?…It's just me anyway." Link chuckled, breaking the almost eerie silence that permeated the night.

"Maybe I'm just lonely? I'm sort of used to being alone. I don't feel lonely, or rather, that's not the problem." Link had long since reconciled with an inexplicable emptiness which he carried within; this was not the source of his current fretfulness.

"I feel something else…." Link's mind then slipped into thought without words as he tried paying closer attention to this feeling. "Why do I feel scared? There's nothing here that frightens me," he thought after a few moments of meditation. "Maybe I'm just tired." He sighed out loud. He wasn't one to sit around in despair and resolved to find out what was happening to him. He was sure he could find where this feeling was coming from, and that he could rid himself of it.

"I will go to the fortune teller tomorrow-" he thought "-It is a good place to start."

He turned to face the wall and shut his eyes to sleep. His slumber was not peaceful that night. He dreamed strange dreams well into the morning until Gulley barged into his home and woke him.

II.

Link slowly woke up and recognized he was home. He was startled to find large blue eyes staring back at him. It was an artificial gaze he did not recognize. He fell out of bed and came to his senses. Ravio was quick to introduce himself and explain how they got there but, with everything that was happening, it hardly mattered.

"A strange man with some type of scepter. He was a magic user. He cursed Seres, the priest's daughter, she has been turned into a painting!" Link could hardly believe his own words.

"I tried to stop him but I couldn't. I must do something!"

Ravio's reaction was strange, but calming. He did not doubt Link's account of events and he gave Link much needed council, and comfort. Link would have wasted energy feeling guilty for not doing more; However, Ravio labeled him a hero simply for trying to help. Link would have wasted valuable time snapping out of shock and thinking about what should be done, but Ravio had the reasonable idea of seeking help in the castle.

The situation was too pressing to stall. Link was quickly off to the castle but before he made it out the door Ravio asked if he could stay in his home. Link thought it was so strange and so bold of Ravio to ask for a stranger for board, and for the first time wondered why he was wearing that hood.

Allowing a total stranger to stay in his house was not, in his opinion, a good idea. But there was something about Ravio's almost comically soft and sweet voice, his gentle demeanor, his concern over him and, strangely, even his ultra-cute bunny attire; It made Link feel like it would be ok.

As soon as he agreed, Ravio strapped an old bracelet on his wrist. It was not until he was half way to the castle that Link realized how strange that exchange had been. He thought of taking off the bracelet, but he didn't want to lose it.

In Link's home Ravio paced around in circles. The sound of his feet stomping on and off the rug created a dull and erratic rhythm that was making Sheerow dizzy. His hood was pulled back off his head and his scarf hung loosely around his neck. He was scared, and confused about everything that was happening.

"He….he is…." Ravio thought nonsense out loud. When he set out to find the hero of Hyrule he was acting almost on pure faith. He had known the legendary princess currently graced the kingdom of Hyrule, and it was obvious then that Lorule's gracious queen was her counterpart; however, Ravio did not have the slightest idea of who the hero might be, or where he would find him. But somehow he just knew that he would. He felt it. Now, after wandering Hyrule for a couple of weeks while trying his best to go unnoticed he had indeed found the hero, and had realized nothing could have ever prepared him for their meeting.

"How can this be Sheerow? He, he…." He had no time to dwell on it before when he had just found Link passed out, but now that Link was well, and on his way to the castle, Ravio had nothing to do beside think and worry. He searched his mind and his heart for answers. Finding himself mirrored by the heroic swordsman of legend was unexpected. Ravio did not know how to feel about it, about himself, or about the hero.

"He….His name is Link" he said. He paused for just a second, then suddenly started frantically rummaging through Link's belongings. It took him several minutes, but he finally found a mirror. He looked nervously into it, as if he needed make sure he looked like what he knew he looked like. He did not look into a mirror very often and, judging by the hard time he hand in finding one, he could tell neither did Link.

Ravio nervously stared into his own eyes for a few seconds

"He….What does this mean?" He lowered the mirror as he turned it away from his face, then immediately picked it up again and looked into it once more. He remembered the slight differences of Link's face with ease. Link had flame-blue eyes, like those of a beast; mouth just insignificantly bigger than Ravio's; his overall expression was less stern; and his chin was just a little narrower. Ravio suddenly felt a warm rush flow to his cheeks as he imagined Link's face staring back at him through the mirror. Ravio gasped and quickly lowered the mirror again. He jolted up and nervously shoved it back into the drawer where he found it.

"He…he's…"

Sheerow looked at Ravio with judgement plastered on his expression.

"Well!? What do YOU think of him!?" Ravio asked, just slightly annoyed. Sheerow fluttered and chirped, and Ravio felt his shoulders relax at the simplicity of Sheerow's reply. He looked sideways trying to avoid Sheerow's gaze and slightly blushed as he admitted.

"You're right. He is handsome."

III.

Link headed home after being unable to go forward in his journey. He caught sight of an advertisement which had been obviously set up by his new roommate.

"Is he to set up a shop in my home?" Link wondered, but then thought he had more important things to worry about.

When Link finally arrived to his house Ravio greeted him cheerfully. He explained why he was to set up shop in Link's home and then provided much needed aid again. He put a bow in Link's hands and told him to borrow it. It was exactly what Link needed and he was very grateful to have found one so easily.

"Thank you Ravio! This will really help me out…You don't happen to have some arrows do you?" Link asked. Ravio tilted his head in confusion, but then quickly realized what Link meant.

"Oh you see buddy, you don't need to carry arrows. This bow enables you to summon them," he explained.

"It's magical?" Link looked at it in wonder.

"Yes! As are my other items! Top quality magic items!" Ravio had not considered how common, or uncommon, magic was in Hyrule, but he at least knew it wasn't a completely unfamiliar concept to Hylians.

Having never used magic before beside the common potion, Link was a bit skeptical about his ability to actually make this bow work. His need; however, was too great not to give it a chance. He aimed straight at that damned mask hanging on his wall and drew the string. He was pleased to see an arrow appear properly situated on the gap between his fingers. He lowered the bow, but could not make the arrow disappear. He lightly pulled back, then slowly released forward. Ravio noticed his struggle.

"Um, how do I…"

"Just let it go, but don't shoot it" Ravio said almost in a sing song manner as he swung his body side to side.

Link was cautious to keep his aim low and away from anything before trying to dispel the arrow. He let go and the arrow shot straight into a floor board. Startled by the stray arrow, Ravio jumped and let out a short squeak. Link noticed, and chuckled

"I'm sorry" he apologized "We should try this outside," he added.

"It's ok, Mr. Hero. I'll show you" Ravio replied as he followed Link out the door. He took the bow from Link, aimed and summoned an arrow, then simply made it disappear back into his fingers.

Link paid close attention

"Ok, let me try again" he took the bow back and continued to test it out. Another arrow shot straight out and hit the scarecrow. Ravio jolted again and took a step closer to Link, gesturing for him to try once more. Link complied and summoned an arrow. Ravio reached out and lightly placed his fingers on top of Link's.

Link's breath was suddenly caught in his throat, Ravio's simple gesture made his whole body tense up in attention and his heart start beating fast. He forced himself to breath slow and deep in hopes to steady himself; however, this only caused for Ravio's scent to reach his nose. It was like licorice and vanilla and it made Link's heart beat even faster. He was suddenly nervous and confused by these feelings, but he did his best to pay attention and keep the appearance of composure.

Ravio explained magic items required a natural energy within its user to work, and that this energy differed from person to person. He warned Link that he would have to rest constantly, yet briefly, in order to focus this power and told him it was a good idea to save as much energy as possible. He then forced the magic that made the arrow back into Link's finger tips

"See?" he said cheerfully.

"Thanks I think I got it. I must go" Link muttered, then quickly walked away. He didn't get it, he never would. He would have to aim straight and sure or waste energy.

"What was that? What just happened? He smelled so good. I liked it, I like him. No! Do I like guys? What did he do when he touched me? I liked it, I like him…" Link's mind was too fast. He kept running until he was out of breath then stopped to lean against a tree. He panted trying to get enough oxygen.

"I like him…I like guys…" A sense of euphoria suddenly came over him. He started laughing loudly but, as his laughter continued, he also started to cry.

IV.

The boxes Ravio used for his shop had been pushed safely away from the fire place and the unmistakable soft and constant crackling of a burning log resonated through Link's small home. Ravio laid on a couple of duvets he had placed over the rug. It was still quite early in the evening but he had not been feeling well that day and decided to close his shop.

"Sheerow, are you asleep?" Ravio waited, but no answer came from Sheerow's cage. Ravio's heart was beating fast, his legs felt tired, his arms felt heavy and he was unusually cold. He could not understand it.

"What's wrong with me? Why do I feel so tired? My heart is beating so fast-AH!"

Sheerow woke immediately upon hearing Ravio's sudden scream of pain. He found Ravio sitting up and applying pressure to his side. He chirped and fluttered around him.

"I don't know Sheerow, it suddenly felt li-AGH!" Ravio was suddenly knocked sideways as if struck by an unseen force. The pain was so unbearable that he thought he would faint. He wanted to lay there until it stopped, but the thought of staying on the floor was far more frightening than the force that struck him; there was just something about it that seemed terrifying. He jumped up to his feet and, once more, he was struck. He cried out loud as he felt a burning, piercing force knock him down again.

"Have I been cursed!?" Ravio panted as he struggled to get back on his feet. He held onto the door knob as he was struck again, then again, and again. On his side, his arms and across his face.

"What's happening to me?" Blood started dripping from the corners of his mouth.

Sheerow took one of the bottled fairies Ravio kept for emergencies, and dropped it by Ravio's feet. The bottle crashed and shattered, releasing the fairy within it. She flew around Ravio sprinkling him with dust, then faded as she warped back to a fairy fountain. This; however, had no effect on Ravio's wounds.

The mysterious force stopped its attack, but Ravio kept crying and bleeding for several minutes until he felt a shooting wave go through him, and the pain fade almost entirely. He held on to the door knob for a moment longer to catch his breath. His heart beat as if it would when he ran, but it slowly wound down to its usual rhythm.

Sheerow chirped and fuzzed around him.

"I don't know Sheerow, maybe there's a ghost here" Ravio placed his hands on his chest and realized his clothes had become stained with blood, so had the floor.

V.

Link rang the bell he carried with him and was promptly swept away. His legs were tired, his arms were sore and his face was still bleeding, but he was feeling quite sound having chugged two potions, one right after the other. He was glad he had waited and saved them for after his battle, but they had just not been quite enough to fully heal him. He was delivered to the weather vane in front of his house.

Sorry for the inconvenience

Ravio's shop is closed for the day

Regular business hours will resume tomorrow.

A small makeshift sign written in purple ink on one of Link's cloth napkins hung from the door. Link chuckled and picked it off as he walked in.

"Ravio?"

The fireplace had but a few glowing coals, the candles that light the room where consumed half way and the duvets Ravio had assigned as their bed were scattered about on the floor, yet the entrance seemed freshly cleaned. Link thought this was odd. He walked out and around his home to check if Ravio was on the back yard, but quickly learned that he was not.

"He is so interesting but, so strange" Link thought.

He shuffled his feet and compulsively pushed one of the pots with the tip of his boot, disturbing it just ever so slightly, yet it shattered as if he had kicked it. Link sighed.

"Why do I always do that?"

He walked back inside and kicked off his boots then took off his clothes and cap. He did not know where Ravio had put most of his things, so he opened box by box until he found the rest of his clothes bunched up inside one of them. He took a pair of trousers and put them on, then picked up the duvets and arranged them properly over the rug. He laid down and sighed, he knew he should wash up and get another log for the fireplace, but he was too tired.

VI

Once his robes and scarf were thoroughly clean, Ravio took the opportunity to bathe. He was a remarkably good swimmer, but he did not think the lake was safe so he stayed close to the edge where the water was clear and somewhat shallow. He looked at his reflection on the waters surface, examining the bruises that had been left on his body. There was a thin bruise that resembled a cut on the side of his face, three large circular ones on his right arm, and two more on his ribs.

"We have to figure out what's haunting Link's home Sheerow. It's dangerous. That was too scary"

Sheerow waited by the edge, perched on Ravio's hood.

"I will go to the fortune teller tomorrow, that's a good place to start, but for tonight I will cast a spell of protection so we can sleep safe."

Sheerow chirped in agreement.

VII

In his home Link laid on his back with his knees bent, his feet flat on the floor and his left arm resting across his forehead. He was tired, but he couldn't fall asleep. His stomach hurt from hunger and he was worried about Ravio. He didn't know if it was usual for him to go out at night but it was getting quite late and Ravio had mentioned he despised monsters.

The door creaked as it slowly opened, calling Link's attention.

"Mr. Hero! You are home! Welcome home!" Ravio danced cheerfully and Sheerow flew from his side straight into his cage to sleep.

Link sat up.

"Hey Ravio. I'm happy you are back!" he said.

Ravio brought his hands to the side of his hood as its bunny ears stood straight upward indicating Ravio was pleasantly surprised by Link's remark.

"Right back at you buddy!" he said as he danced in place a little more. Link smiled at him, he was quickly getting to love Ravio's quirky mannerism.

Link noticed that although Ravio was wearing his hood, he was otherwise not wearing his usual attire. He wore only a pair of black tight fitting trousers, black knee-high boots with several fashionable buckles on the side, and a lavender colored towel around his shoulders.

"Mr. Hero, you're hurt!" Ravio quickly took off his boots and rushed to kneel by Link's side. He noticed the cut on Link's cheek was identical to the bruise that had been left on his own. He was confused by this, but also easily distracted by Link's bare chest.

"You're also naked!" His hood's eyes opened wide in surprise. Link uncovered his legs.

"I'm wearing trousers silly" he laughed. It was then that Ravio noticed the other marks on Link's skin were also identical to the bruises on his.

"Huh? Uh…I'll clean these wounds for you right away! I brought water from the lake!" Ravio rushed and took the carafe he had left outside and filled it with water from the bucket he brought. He walked back in and took a handkerchief from his pocket.

"Don't worry about it Ravio. I'll just sleep it off and take a bath in the morning"

"It's ok! I told you, I'm all about helping heroes!" Ravio sat next to Link as he moistened the handkerchief then started cleaning the blood from Link's face.

"Did you just get home? The fireplace is almost out. Are you cold? I think it's cold, but I like it. Should I bring in another log Mr. Hero?" Ravio spoke fast, but clearly.

"I got home about an hour ago. It's cold but I don't mind it" Link tried to stay still although it did sting a bit as Ravio wiped at his wounds.

"How did you get hurt?" Ravio feared the ghost had attacked Link as it had attack him.

"It's nothing, it doesn't matter" Link just didn't feel like talking about it at that moment. He preferred talking to Ravio about other things.

"You don't want to talk about it?" Ravio stood up to place the carafe on one of the boxes.

Link simply closed his eyes and lightly shook his head no.

"Are you sad about it? That's ok, it's all right. I know! Are you hungry? I'll make you something nice. A sandwich! A big sandwich! I just bought some cheese and bread. Did you know those are good greens you are growing outside? I think it's choi, or collards, or something! I picked some and ate it, they were tasty and I found a rupee. Isn't that neat!?" Ravio was smiling so wide and speaking so fast that it made Link smile wide too.

"I'm not sad, but I would love a big sandwich. Thank you"

Ravio danced happily towards one of the boxes and retrieved a strange large pot with a smaller lidded pot cast inside it. Link looked in wonder as Ravio pulled several ingredients from its inside.

"I've never seen a pot like that, one cast inside another, I mean" Link said as he stared at it.

"Oh it keeps food fresh for a couple of days. And the outer pot has pebbles mixed into the clay so it doesn't break so easily" Ravio said cheerfully, turning around and tilting the pot towards Link so he could see it better

"Oh…oh yes! That's very important" Link replied. Ravio smiled and took an apple from inside the pot.

"Here! You can have a bite of this while you wait" He said, then turned to store the pot back in the box from which he had retrieved it.

Ravio prepared their meal cheerfully. He was being very careful not to cut himself, or drop everything, and kept his back towards Link as he chopped a few vegetables. The towel that he had been wearing around his shoulders was now bunched up around his neck and draped forward covering his chest.

Link couldn't help but stare at Ravio's bare back. It was surprisingly muscular, as where his well-defined arms and toned shoulders. His frame was obviously forged strong by carrying around his ridiculously large merchant bag and his even larger rupee sack.

The tips of Ravio's, violet-black hair stuck out just barely from the back of his hood; they were still wet from the bath. Link noticed a few beads of water dripping from them, then running down Ravio's spine and guiding Link's eyes down to Ravio's perfectly round and tight bottom.

"I wouldn't mind having a bite of that!" Link blushed at his own thoughts and quickly turned away.

"Oh great now I definitely won't be able to sleep. Think of something else! Chus! Chu-chus, oily chu jelly. Oh no, that's worse!" Link glanced up. He was unable to appease his naughty mind and gave into the fantasy of Ravio's strong back covered in chu-jelly just for a split second before turning back away, even more scandalized by his thoughts than before.

"Food! Think of food. Big sandwich, sandwich, big sandwich" He stared straight at the few dying embers on the fireplace trying to escape the mischievous constructs of his teenage brain.

"When was the last time you came?"

"The. Uh. What?" Link blushed deep at Ravio's question

"Oh yes! When you rented the tornado rod. I'm glad you still have it" Ravio said as he set two plates in front of Link. One had small portions of nuts, chopped fruits, vegetables, and several goat milk candies. The other held the three sandwiches Ravio had prepared. He had seen Link eat once before and knew two wouldn't be enough for them both.

"You know, that time, and the time before, when you just came in to rest, you've left so quickly that we haven't really agreed on rent" Ravio said. "I'm not really sure what's the fair price for boarding around here. But my first offer is half of that!" He knew Link was too honest to lie about it.

"Oh, that." Link was still blushing. He looked at the apple he still held in his hands and bit into it several times. "Don't worry about it Ravio, it's good to know someone is taking care of this place when I'm away. I noticed you cleaned the entrance. Thank you."

"Really? No charge?!" Ravio's hood reacted in surprise.

"Yeah really. I would feel weird if you paid me. I'm not doing anything for you really, and you are not any kind of inconvenience" Link had successfully diverted his attention to the food and was happily chewing on the sticky milk candies.

"Woah! You are as generous as you are handsome! And so courageous! I'd…" Ravio suddenly became more serious "I'd love to be just like you" he settled down and started eating his sandwich.

"Does he really think I'm handsome? What does he mean he wants to be like me? Oh no, now I'm going to overanalyze everything he's saying" Link's mind was again going a bit too fast.

"Um…Tell me about yourself, Ravio" he said.

"About me? Why? What do you want to know?" Ravio was caught off guard by this.

"Well, I'd like to know everything, anything, hmm. How do you make your hood move?" Link wanted to know everything about his new friend. He thought Ravio was interesting and mysterious, and not like anyone else he'd ever met.

"Huh? My hood?" Suddenly, Ravio's hood became motionless and seemed to respond more naturally to gravity. "It reacts to me, a lot of things do if I don't think about it, but I think too much about everything all the time. This, I've been wearing on and off for so long I don't really think about it anymore" Ravio, as always, spoke rather quickly.

"So it's magical?"

"No, I mean, I am. This is really just cotton with some structural boning" Ravio was getting a little nervous. He wasn't used to talking about himself much. Most conversations he ever held were always strictly business.

Link noticed something had unsettled Ravio.

"I'm sorry. I guess it's really not of my concern" He apologized.

"I don't mind buddy! I just don't often talk to people unless it's part of my job"

Link was very surprised by this, Ravio seemed so friendly that it was hard to believe he had no one to talk to; However, Link realized this misconception often applied to him.

"I understand that. I don't really have any friends, so I don't talk much to people either." He said.

Ravio laughed at himself. He found Link to be so charming, friendly and admirable, that he had indeed assumed that he had a lot of friends.

"Do you have a family Mr. Hero?" He asked.

Link just shook his head no.

"Oh. I'm sorry. Did something bad happen?" Ravio was curious, but did not know if he had upset Link.

"No, I just never had one" Link said simply.

"Oh. I never had a family either. I grew up pretty much alone." Ravio realized he was not as much of an opposite to Link as he had first thought.

They both grew silent, but Link didn't want the moment to turn awkward so he continued.

"I grew up alone too. This house supposedly belonged to my uncle. That's what the blacksmith and his wife say. They say he was a nice man, very kind and friendly, but I don't remember him…You know"

"Hm?" Ravio could tell this really didn't bother Link, but it was important to him.

"I'm pretty sure they made him up. But, I don't know why they did" Link didn't know why he felt that, or why he was mentioning it, but it felt good to get it of his chest. "What I remember is always being alone, and everyone I know always expecting, or assuming that I would be ok, and do well alone. The blacksmith, his wife and their son are the closest people to me, but I've never spent a lot of time with them. They're nice people but…" Link just shrugged. He really liked people, thus his friendly and helpful nature, but until he met Ravio he had never felt like he wanted to spend time with anyone. He had never felt comfortable with other people. "You know, I think I've held longer conversation with you than I've ever had with anyone else" he confessed.

"You don't talk to those people?"

"No. Except for work of course, but...I don't really know why I started working there. I guess I thought I owed it to old Smithey" Link laid back and stared at the ceiling. His skin tightened in goosebumps and his bare nipples hardened as he felt the room grow colder. The only light and warmth left was that of the fading candles. Ravio couldn't help but notice.

"Oh, Um. So, you're a blacksmith Mr. Hero?" He said, snapping out of his distraction and getting up to pick up the empty dishes. "No, not yet" Link replied.

Ravio walked out briefly, returning with a new log and setting it on the fireplace. He placed his hands over it.

"Can you make swords and useful items, like frying pans?" he asked.

"Yes, most of the time I work on swords, and I've cast a few pans" Link noticed how quickly Ravio had set the log on fire. He was sure it had only been a few seconds but the fire had already settled and the log was a pleasantly warming coal. He thought it odd, but did not mention it.

"Do you like being a blacksmith?" Ravio returned to sit on the duvet.

"I don't feel I'm cut out for it. In these last couple of weeks I've realized I'm better wielding a sword than I am at making one. I suppose it is what was destined for me, but I'd rather do something else altogether" With his belly full and the room becoming more comfortable in temperature Link felt sleep would claim him at any moment, but he wanted to stay awake to talk with Ravio for a little longer.

"What would you like?"

"I like animals, I like being outdoors and I like music. Maybe I could try my luck at being a musician, or I could run a farm. I don't know really" Link took a pause, laying out his life like that felt odd, but he wanted Ravio to know everything about him too. He didn't understand it, but he had a strange and strong feeling of having yearned specifically for Ravio since long before they even met. He had never been bothered by his solitude, but he now realized he had always missed Ravio. He wished he had always been there.

"Have you ever had pets?" Ravio asked. He knew keeping animals was a lot of work, but a farm sounded peaceful and he thought it could be profitable.

"No. I've never had a music instrument either" Link laughed. He knew his dreams sounded a little far-fetched from that angle, but he knew he could achieve them if he put his mind, heart and effort into it.

"Well, I didn't have a merchant sack until I became a merchant. I am sure you'd be a great farmer. You could grow flowers and keep ducks! Ducks and bunnies are great! Wouldn't it be great to have bunnies? Or you could be a singer, your voice is low and soothing. Do you like the guitar? You could sing and play the gui…" Ravio stopped when he realized Link's eyes had shut and his breathing had become long, and steady "Mr. Hero?" No reply came. "Sleep tight Mr. Hero"

Ravio sat in silence staring at Link as he slept. Link's frame was wide with broad shoulders and thick protruding hips, yet his build was overall lean and elegant. Ravio admired the sensual dance of light and shadow that the fading flicker of the candles performed on Link's skin. His gaze fell on Link's copper blonde hair. His bangs were framing his face in way Ravio found beautiful.

"Wow" Ravio dared caress it as gently as he could.

"Umm" a soft sigh came from deep within Link's chest. Ravio froze. He knew Link was still sleeping, but that simple quiet moan made Ravio's heart beat fast and loud so suddenly that he thought he'd faint. He jumped up to his feet and felt guilty as he realized he had become hard just by looking at Link. He held his hands together by his chest and looked down at his feet trying to think of anything that would help him ignore his arousal. He caught sight of the bruises on his arms.

"Oh! The ghost! I have to cast that spell!" He quickly and quietly walked out the door.