Because everyone likes Tatl. This probably takes place early during MM, when she was still kind of a jerk and said stuff that made you want to strangle her.

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"That was so stupid. Is there anything going on in that little head of yours? Of course there isn't! You're just a little moronic kid. What, do you think you know everything?"

Tatl was positively livid, as anyone would be. Who could blame her? They had been walking through Termina Field, and the kid wasn't paying any attention. Of course a Chu-Chu attacked him! What else had he expected? You don't just walk around daydreaming like that! That's the kind of stupid thing that'll get you killed!

This led up to her current tangent, which she spat out in disconnected streams of complaints whilst flying around the kid, who was deftly bandaging his scrawny little leg. Luckily he was finally able to get out of Deku form, or that Chu-Chu probably would have left much more than just the slightly deep cut he was currently focusing on. He hummed idly, not seeming to really care what Tatl was saying, which only served to make the tiny fairy even angrier.

"... and we've got other things to be doing! Have you not noticed that moon or something? Are you that stupid? We can't be wasting time on your little mistakes! If you were as big of a hero as you seem to think you are, you would know that! Well you know what, you're not! You're not a hero, and I bet you couldn't even save that town if you tried!"

Silence.

Tatl knew the second the words left her mouth that she had just crossed a line. Heck, she almost even apologized, but managed to stop herself. It was true.

His blue eyes left their post on his injury to focus upwards on her now. Tatl was about to yell at him to stop staring at her and get moving, but something stopped her.

Those eyes.

She hadn't paid much attention to them up until just now, having been more preoccupied with the kidnapping of her brother, but now she couldn't tear herself away.

They were wrong. They were so... wrong.

Wide and light blue, framed by stubby blond lashes; they should have made him the picture of innocence. But something was boiling beneath the layers of childish blue... If you didn't look close enough, if you weren't one to notice things like that, you might not even recognize it. But she did.

Tatl knew pain when she saw it. Knowledge, fear, and agony all burned with startling intensity underneath that blue façade. She knew, just by looking, that this boy had seen terrible things, had completed heartbreaking tasks, had experienced true, unadulterated terror. Suddenly, the fairy felt very small, very naive, so unenlightened; she felt she could never understand the magnitude of the suffering in this child's eyes. Suddenly, she was just an insignificant little fairy from an insignificant little world, living a sheltered life filled with insignificant little troubles and worries.

She hated them. Tatl hated his eyes, hated how pained they were, hated how they looked on a face and body that just didn't go with them.

What happened? What happened to make this little blond boy look so... tortured?

A thousand questions bubbled in Tatl's throat, but only one managed to come out.

"What are you looking at?"

Anyone else would get irritated. Anyone else would yell back. Anyone else would just stare at her with their horribly pained eyes and simply hope she'd understand.

But the boy just dragged his visage away from her and gave a sigh that was heavier than the world. "I... nothing. You're right. I'll be more careful."

He pushed himself up into a standing position, wincing a little as he put weight on his injured leg, and then started on his way again.

Tatl could only follow without words.