Having a lot of RL problems right now, and the only things that make me feel better are Robot Unicorn Attack and this story. So I've been writing like crazy, and I'm happy to present to you the REAL beginning of A Wandering Soul Proceeds All Darkness. With the prologue out of the way, we can get on with the actual story! You'll get some of the things you remember from the game, but you'll be getting a lot more that comes from my own imagination. Wondering what I mean? Haha, you'll see soon enough. -Wink- Enjoy!~

Disclaimer: Legend of Zelda: Majoras Mask, does not, and will not, belong to me.

Warnings: Swearing, implied yaoi, violence.

A Wandering Soul Proceeds All Darkness

Chapter - I

Title - To Offend the Offender

Knobby horse knees getting tangled for one fleeting, startling moment, and Dark was tossed forward, Links hands scrabbling for his ebony tunic to keep him aboard. Epona, the horse whose will could not ignore the call of the Ocarina, steadied herself, righting legs that were far too shaky. Dark gave a huff of annoyance, pulled himself away from her sweaty neck, and gave a jaunty rap of the reigns.

"Watch it, horse. I don't feel like breaking my neck today."

Epona snorted.

Link settled his arms back around the Shadows waist, his back pressed so tightly against the other man he could feel the steady thump, thump, thump of a strong heart and loyal blood. Chin finding a soft spot on the other mans shoulder, Link fell into a calm, drowsy silence. Dark could only chuckle at him as he slapped the reigns again.

'He's lucky my hands are busy…'

Because, honestly, there was nothing cuter than a Hero acting like a newborn pup.

Ducking to avoid a particularly low rack of branches, Dark let his mind wander and allowed Epona to pick her way through the forest on her own. Drifting in the air were dozens of tiny fireflies, each looking to be a shooting star as they buzzed about. If it had been Kokiri Forest they were trekking through, the air would have been filled with fairies. Be they on errands or visiting with their kin. The Shadow could remember spending nights atop the squat Kokiri buildings, watching the creatures patter about with Link yawning at his side. A lightning bug landed upon the bridge of his nose, and Dark huffed to relieve himself of it and the itch it created as it dawdled across his pale skin. It flashed angrily at him as it scurried away, taking flight to escape the troublesome resting place. He watched it go, his nose wiggling a bit to replace the unnatural feeling the bug had left with one more familiar.

A patch of sunlight that had managed to break through the canopy of the trees passed over him, warming his hair and leaving him feeling pleasantly content. Yawning, Dark was reminded of just how tired he was, and how early they had left that morning. It was to escape the questions and sad, quivering lips they would have had to face had they left midday when everyone was awake and tottering around the village. Link had mumbled something about déjà vu, launching into the story of the first time he'd left the Kokiri Forest as a child.

His best friend, the one who was now a sage and had been known as Saria of the Kokiri, had been waiting for him, ready to bestow upon him his first ocarina. One he had later lost to Ganon. This he had said with shining eyes, the memory obviously one that still pained him.

'I lost her most precious treasure.' Link had said. 'And then I just replaced it, just like that. Like it meant nothing at all.'

'Wasn't your fault.' Dark had grumbled, his hand ruffling the blonds flaxen hair. 'Besides, I don't think Saria minded much. After all, if you had continued using hers, you never would have been able to do all that Temple warping. Can you imagine all the extra walking? Yikes.'

'Yeah… point taken.' Link had chuckled, and then the conversation had ended, memories of Saria stowed away once again.

And yet, it was curious how, when the two had been sent back in time, everything they had had on their persons had disappeared. All, most curiously, except for the Ocarina of Time and the Shadow of the Master Sword. Link had grumbled most about that fact as he had gone about finding a new blade for himself. He had mentioned a few times that he'd just simplify things and steal his rightful blade from the inner sanctum of the Temple of Time. But that very same day, only minutes after he had uttered the threat aloud, a fierce storm had sent all the children of the forest running for their homes, and the raging winds and pelting rain had lasted for days on end until Link had finally swore angrily and shouted to the heavens, 'I was only joking! The sword can stay!'

So Link had found a new weapon and Dark had snickered all the while, his own copy of the Master Sword firmly in hand.

But at least the Hero had kept his Ocarina.

Not that they really needed it anymore.

A cold wind swept over the forest floor, sending leaves astray from the path and sending a violent tremor up Epona's spine.

Dark paid it no heed.

And that's when the trouble began.

He heard it before he saw it, the tinkling chime of fairies that did not belong in this part of the world. His hand had only just grasped the hilt of his sword, and Links bleary eyes had only just opened as the creatures appeared. And where the Shadow had expected it, Epona had not, and her usually skittish nature sent her into a fearsome buck as the two fairies crowded her face, jeering and taunting in the melody of bells.

Link was thrown off first, his back colliding sharply with the ground, and furthermore, the root of a tree. He only just remained conscious, and when Dark fell atop him, even that was lost.

"Dammit Epona!" Dark screeched as he rolled off the Hero and unsheathed his sword. The fairies had disappeared, and Epona was still shaking nervously, sweat matting her mane and her eyes wild. She shook her head and keened lowly, wary of the tricky little creatures that were lurking somewhere nearby.

He listened as well, his steps well-placed to avoid unnecessary noise, that way he could keep his position a secret from any foe who happened to be traveling with the fairies. They had a tendency, after all, to never venture by their lonesome. Pointed ears straining and focused, he was able to hear all the hidden sounds of the forest, although by this point, anything that lived within this area had fallen silent. Except, it seemed, for one creature in particular. Dark couldn't tell what it was, or even if it was friendly, but amidst the quiet rush of the wind he could hear a very peculiar rustling noise, one he had never heard before and could not place.

It seemed, for a moment, to be coming from all sides, and Dark circled until he pinpointed its location, which, unfortunately, was right behind him. Spinning on his heel he took in the sight before him, the sight that looked dangerously like someone running their hands all over his Hero.

Either that, or the creature, whatever it was, was pick-pocketing him.

"Oi! Get away from him, you little pest!"

Darting forward, sword aimed to kill, Dark made to slice the creature in half, but stopped short when the being raised its head.

'What in the name of Din?'

It was wearing a mask, whatever it was. Although, Dark pondered, if the thing was wearing a mask to cover up an ugly face, it wasn't really doing much to help itself.

Staring back at him were the widest eyes he'd ever seen. And even though some part of him was thinking it should have been comical, he felt nothing but fear as he return the creature's gaze. The mask was painted a range of colors from the deepest purple to the lightest yellow. The pupils within the eyes were a startling emerald green. Atop its face protruded two horns, and on either side, like a set of whiskers, four more were arranged in a neat line.

"Alright now, just step away slowly and I won't have to hurt you." Blunt, of course, but that was his style. Undaunted, the creature twitched a bit to the side, its flimsy hat producing a paper-like sound. It was the rustling he'd heard before. Ever so slowly, the tiny thing reached back down, its hands finding what it was looking for, and before Dark could act, the critter was darting away, the Ocarina of Time grasped firmly in hand.

Dark charged, a battle cry searing his lips. Link loved that instrument! He would never forgive himself if he let someone make off with it.

The creature took off into the brush, leading him in circles as it tried to shake him. Springing up into the tree branches, it took great leaps from branch to branch, nearly losing him at one point when it scurried up the bark and into the thicker leaves of the tree. Dark skidded to a halt, head craned back to peer up into the shady branches. Silence fell upon the forest, and then suddenly the creature was on the move, its brilliant plan to escape consisting of throwing itself from tree to tree. Dark pursued, and when the being jumped into a particularly small, thin tree, Dark slashed at the bark, cleaving it in two and sending the critter crashing to the ground.

"Ha! Finally caught you."

Towering over the little beastie, Dark reached down and snatched the Ocarina from it's trembling hands. He tossed it up once, twice, and then tucked it into the folds of his tunic. That done, he scowled at the cowering creature beneath him. It would have been pathetic if its mask didn't throw him off so much. Those eyes were just too creepy.

"I'm feeling generous today, and since no one got seriously hurt, I'll let you go with a warning." Before the creature could act, Dark swung the sword in his hand in a great arc. Squealing, it rolled away and crawled off into the underbrush. Dark watched it go, then chuckled.

"Gets them every time."

Pausing to take his surroundings in, Dark backtracked, making his way back to where Link still lay, groaning, on the ground. Dark hurried over to him, taking one of his hands in his own and pulling him up as slowly and gently as he could. Link used his free hand to wipe away the dirt and sweat from his brow, and then blinked.

"What happened? Did we get mugged?"

"Yeah… Kinda… You did at least."

"I did?" Surprised, Link looked down to the belt at his waist, taking in the various pouches and bobbles he had tied there, then peered over his shoulder to see if his blade was still there. "It doesn't look like I'm missing anything."

"Oh really? Then I guess I shouldn't have gone to all the trouble of getting this back for you." Dark produced the Ocarina of Time from his tunic, handing it to the gaping Hero at his side.

"They tried to steal my Ocarina?" Hugging it close to himself, Dark half expected link to start kissing it possessively. What a weird guy he was sometimes…

"You bet they did. But I showed him who was boss. I don't think he'll be coming back for more anytime soon." Hands at his waist, Dark let himself smile smugly. But when he peeked to make sure Link was basking in his heroic warmth, he saw that the blond was fixated on something over his shoulder.

"That wouldn't happen to be the thief, would it? Because it looks a lot like he's trying to steal my horse! Epona!" Link flew after the escaping thief and the whinnying horse. An eerie giggle filled the air, and Dark could see that the creature before was sitting atop Epona, two glowing fairies holding tight to the spikes on its mask.

"Catch me if you can!" He heard, and Dark growled. This guy was really starting to grate on his nerves.

So he ran, his strides long and powerful as he raced after the escapees and Link, who was already close enough to reach out and grab a hold of the leathery ends of Epona's saddle. She was running too fast though, and link refused to release his hold, leading him to lose his footing. He was dragged over uneven ground and painful stones and twigs, incapable of doing much else as the horse ran in fleeing panic.

Dark did the only thing he could do in this bizarre situation: he ran faster. They had quite a head start on him, and he wasn't as fast as he'd have liked to be, but he didn't have to be. Epona gave a furious snarl and leaped to buck the intruder upon her off and away, but instead she only managed to make Link lose his grip. He fell in a boneless slump to the forest floor, Epona's hooves throwing dirt back over him as she galloped on.

Stopping at his side, Dark heaved Link onto his feet, patting his face to make his eyes stop rolling in their sockets.

"Geez, knocked you for quite a loop, didn't he? Although, you were the stupid one here. What did you think you were doing grabbing her legs, for Din's sake?"

"Trying to slow her down?"

"Smart Link, real smart."

They stood in a hurry, hurling into a sprint to make after the galloping horse and the thief upon her back. The forest surged beside them, wavering in the darkness at the force of evil. The two warriors weren't able to sense it at this point, the strength of the mask the strange creature was wearing. It was an evil they would soon come to know quite well, however. One that would possibly be their very undoing.

The trees could sense this, the fireflies scampering back to their knothole homes could sense it, and the goddesses overheard could only watch as the previous Heroes of Time ran towards their new destiny's.

There was a cave perched high overhead, etched into a cliff face with a wide, abysmally yawning mouth. Link stared up at it in awe, noting the hollow howl coming from deep within. He shivered as a dark wind swept up around his ankles, and clasped his arms around himself.

"I don't think Epona could have gotten in there. I mean, it's not like she can fly."

Dark nodded. "True, but just look, there's no where else to go. It's a dead end."

Link raised an eyebrow at him, indeed aware of the dead end and the thick flora that forbid further entry into the forest. The cliff face halting all procession as well. "So you're saying you think she did fly up there."

"Maybe I am. I mean, we've seen stranger things, haven't we?" He chuckled to himself, his hand finding Links. "C'mon, let's go look. If we don't find Epona, then we'll just have to backtrack and see if we missed some secret passage or something on the way here. And when we do, if that things still with her, I'm going to beat him to a bloody pulp!"

"Me and you both." Link growled. "No one who steals Epona, my Ocarina, and my time gets off lightly!"

"Glad to see you in the fighting spirit." Dark grinned. "It's been too long since we last had a real fight."

With the help of conveniently placed trees and stumps before the cliff face, scaling the mountain was an easy feat. Before long both Heroes found themselves standing within the caves open mouth, their hair sent flying with every puff of air from inside. It was like the mountain was alive. Like it was breathing. The rock tended to crumble if one stood too long in one place, though, leading Link to believe that this place had not seen and sign of life in a very long time indeed. He peered about in the dark, his eyes finding what looked mysteriously like a hoof print. He dropped to his knee to run a couple fingers over and into the imprint, dust and dewy grass grazing his fingertip.

"I can't believe it, but she really was here."

"Well whaddya' know." Dark chortled. "Epona can fly after. That's sure to come in handy later on, after we've saved her."

"You know," Link said shortly, his legs straightening as he stood, hands clenched into fists. "I really doubt she's the one with the ability to fly. Maybe the 'thing' we're chasing is something we should be a little more worried about."

"Just trying to lighten the mood a bit." Dark grumbled. "But all humor aside, be careful, Link. It's dark in here, so stay close."

Link waved him off, already darting off into the cave. "Yeah, yeah, I'll be careful. You're the one who needs to - Agh!"

"Link?" Feet flying, smacking on rock, Dark dashed after his Hero to see what had elicited the sound of panic. He was only five steps into the cavern when the toe of his right boot hit open air, his heel propped up on the rock, and Dark reeled back to keep himself upright, to prevent a sure fatal fall. Unfortunately, as he looked around and found nothing but empty cavern, a high ceiling, and a mighty fall, Dark realized that Link hadn't been able to stop where the rock fell away. Cupping his hands around his mouth, sucking in a deep breath, he shouted, "Link? Are you down there?" Pausing, waiting for a reply, he cupped a hand against his ear, waited, fought a strong updraft, then cupped his mouth and called again. "Link? You okay?"

'Oh, Din. He really did fall. And for all I know, he's lying in a crippled, dead heap somewhere! Even worse, what if he was still falling?' Wringing his hands in his hair, Dark took a shaky breath. 'Where does Link get off on telling me to be careful when he himself rushes off into danger without a second thought?"

Dark dug a thumb into his temple, soothing away a growing headache. And, it seemed, in this situation, there was really nothing else for him to do.

That is to say, nothing left to do but jump as well, and see just where this bottomless pit led.

"If I die, Link, I'm going to haunt you. Wherever it is you are…"

Taking a few steps back, back to the wall, Dark collected himself, pulse rising, then dashed towards the precipice. At the edge he had to force himself to keep going, to fight back the instinctual urge to hang on and pinwheel away. Instead he kept going, throwing himself into the air, and for a breathless moment he hovered there, suspended in nothingness, only to fall away and into the unknown.

Honestly, though, what lay at the bottom didn't matter. Be it death itself, Dark didn't mind. If Link was already gone, then there was already nothing left for him in the world of the living.

Dark rolled in midair, nose aimed downward in a dizzying dive. There was no sign of life thus far, just craggy rock wall and the occasional vine. Fleetingly, he wondered if he could stop his descent by grasping he passing creepers. But he dismissed the thought, not willing to risk ruined gloves and burned palms. They would surely snap, anyway.

A few minutes passed, marked only by the wind in his hair and the blood rushing in his ears. Dark began to wonder if this pit really was endless, and the sudden spark of color only a few feet to his right sent him flying to the side in a panic. What was that? He cast around, looking for something that could have conjured the spark of energy, and when another went off only a few inches from his nose, Dark let out a cry of surprise.

"Who's doing that?" Rolling in midair, he managed to look behind him, upwards, where he'd already passed through the vertical tunnel. Nothing, and more importantly, no one, was there.

Another spark, followed by two immediate others, and Dark could only watch as the flesh of the tunnel blossomed, transforming into a symphony of color and texture. Rippling and twisting, one hue over another, the very air he was flying through seemed to warp, bending over him in a sickening swirl. Dark watched, transfixed, and then suddenly the concert stopped, the tunnel ending with it, and he found himself suspended over grass. He blinked, confused, as he was set oh-so-gently upon the ground, feet wobbling only slightly as he settled.

He was still in a cave. Surrounded by rock and dewy grass, vines, and creepers. Dark cast around in hopes of lighting upon a golden head of hair, a flash of green, a hint of blue. But he was alone, trapped within a cave in a place he'd never been before.

A sound above him caught his attention, and Dark looked up just as a rift in the sky began to close. Through it he could see the tunnel he had traveled through, and the Shadow realized that not only had he just jumped off a cliff, but he'd also ended up in some strange, new place. A different dimension, a different timeline, a new world, even. He had no clue. And more pressing, he had no clue if Link was here as well, in this same place. What if the tunnel emptied in more than one area? What if he'd been separated from his Hero for forever?

Dark didn't stay to find out. He ran as fast as his feet would take him, straight into the rocky path and the darkness beyond.

"Just trying to lighten the mood a bit." Dark grumbled. "But all humor aside, be careful, Link. It's dark in here, so stay close."

Link waved him off, already darting into the cave. "Yeah, yeah, I'll be careful. You're the one who needs to - Agh!"

"Link?"

Yes, this had to be one of his greatest moments of absolute failure.

He'd fallen head over heels, nose-diving right over the edge of a cliff shrouded in darkness. One second he'd been in righteous pursuit and the next he'd been a flailing mess, eyes open as wide as possible to filter in as much light as possible.

"Dark? Help!" He'd shouted at the top of his lungs, unsure if his voice would carry far enough. How fast was he falling anyway? How far could his cry possibly travel? Lost in the shadows, absolutely terrified of what waited at the bottom of this fall, Link could do nothing but wait until he (smashed into?) reached the end of this downwards slide.

The cold and rush of the wind he'd expected, though. What he hadn't was the flashes of color and the sickening warping feeling in his stomach as he fell. And just as soon as it reached an overwhelming high, it was over and the ground was beneath his feet. Link had collapsed and gripped the sweet, sweet blades of green between his fingers, happier to see the ground than he'd ever been before.

He didn't kiss it though. Link wasn't that happy.

In fact, he was kind of annoyed. That morning he'd set out with Dark, the two deeming this day quite a good one to start a new journey outside of the Kokiri Woods. They'd waited the seven years, living out proper childhoods devoid of monsters and magic, lives free of stress and worry. It had been different, it had been nice. It was everything Link had ever wanted, and everything Dark had missed. But they could only stay so long. They aged, after all, unlike all the other children.

So they left. This morning, to be exact, just as the sun was rising over the canopy of the thick trees surrounding the village. With nothing but Epona and the gear on their backs they'd set out, unsure of what they'd find, and eager to explore.

And now look at what he'd found…

A cave, devoid of life, sitting at the bottom of a fall no human could survive without miracle. That's what the colors had been, he reasoned. A miracle of the Goddesses. No matter what anyone told him, that's what he would believe it to be. So with a firm nod of his head he'd set off, figuring that the best course of action at this point would be to venture in and poke around for the exit.

He wondered where Dark was, though…

"Oh, man… He's going to kill me when he catches up." Link paused, his foot arched over a large stone and his hand grasping the rock wall for balance. Would Dark catch up? Were they even in the same place? Would Dark be crazy enough to come after him, knowing that there was something dangerous within the cave?

"Psh, of course he would. Dark's the craziest guy I've ever known. He'd probably jump off a cliff just to say he did."

'Plus, he loves me.' Link added to himself, too embarrassed to speak the words aloud to this seemingly empty cave, worried that hidden away within its depths the creature from before lurk. Or a creature of come other sort. The dangerous sort, mind you.

Grumbling to himself, feeling pathetic in the fumbling shadows, Link let his mind wander. His consciousness brushed across the memories of Dark Link and the life he had lived with him, the love and the relationship they had forged. And for just the slightest of seconds, an old worry arose. One of fear of a relationship too brotherly, or one too close to that of a good friend. He quashed it though, knowing he was worrying for nothing. Their relationship for the past seven years had been quite the platonic one, but Dark had told him nearly twice a day that he loved him, determined to keep the feeling going as they waited for adulthood. And Link was glad that even with the familiarity, and the years of innocent childhood, he hadn't stopped loving Dark. He doubted he ever could, honestly, with all that they had been through.

A smile had begun to grow upon his face, pleasant and warm within this cold cave, but then his boot sloshed into a deep puddle, and the only expression upon him was one of annoyance.

"Stupid water. Stupid cave. Stupid thief. I'm having a serious water temple flashback, here." A flashback that shouldn't exist, he reminded himself.

'Maybe it would have been better if Zelda had wiped my memories, too. I should have asked her, but I was scared… What if Dark was wiped away, too?'

And with that thought another nagging question was brought to light. What had happened to the Princess? Was she okay now? Had she found someone else to bequeath her feelings and emotions upon? All these thoughts festered and boiled before him, making Link want to smash his head against something. It didn't help that they were virtually unanswerable.

"Agh, where's Dark when you need him? He always has something interesting to distract me with."

Dark always did have a liking for that which was interesting, after all. A wonder for all that was strange, and everything that was odd. Link couldn't count the times Dark had asked him some random, startling question from out of the blue. It was always something that Link found mundane or just plain weird, yet Dark had a strange predilection towards all of it.

"Why is the moon round? Why have homes, and buildings? Who made them in the first place? Do you think the sun is lonely up there?"

In all actuality, it was quite a childish mind that Dark seemed to have. And, honestly, Link found it refreshing.

Finding himself in a new room, one illuminated by what appeared to be glowworms from far above, Link realized that just the thought of his Shadow partner had distracted him, had kept him moving and kept the hope for an exit burning within him. Link chuckled to himself, amused, and then stopped dead in his tracks.

A sound only a few feet away had startled him, sounding of the rustle of fabric and the harshness of parchment. Link didn't even have time to wonder as to what it was, because the origin of the noise stood, no, floated, right before him.

Dark had distracted him a little too much.

He'd been walking for at least ten minutes now and seen little to nothing that hinted at his Heroes presence. Not that he'd looked too hard. Not that he could look too hard. The cave he was within was bleak and darker than his own tunic, the rocks rolling about its floor tripping him at all opportunities. Dark had fallen more times than he'd like to admit, his usually calm demeanor frazzled by the loss of Link. A cleft in the rock caught his boot, and the Shadow only just caught himself as he fell, his hair brushing the rubble as he settled.

"This is ridiculous. Why'd the tunnel have to drop me here of all places?" Growling, sweat dripping down his temple, Dark cupped his mouth and shouted, "Link?" His hand immediately flying to his ear to filter in as much sound as possibly, straining for a reply. When none came, Dark huffed in defeat, his boots scraping once again over pebbles and debris as he continued on into the cave.

'You're gonna get it when I find you, blondie.' Consumed by thoughts of possible 'revenge' and 'punishment', Dark didn't even notice when he found himself within a dimly lit chamber. He blinked in surprise as he came face to face with a hovering purple orb of light, confusion written across his face.

"Uh-oh, Tatl, Skullkid, we've got a problem."

"Another one? Seriously?"

Dark balked, his personal space suddenly invaded by one raging ball of golden light. It was anything but warm, and the Shadow halted his procession as he stared dumbly up at the creatures above him.

"Fairies?"

"Yeah?" The golden one scoffed. "What of it? What are you doing here?"

"Are you here with the Deku Scrub?" The purple on interjected, it's boyish voice excited compared to that of the chortling golden fairy.

"Deku Scrub?"

"Yeah, you know. Kinda short, made of wood, makes annoying sounds when they're mad, sad, or, well, anything, really."

The golden fairy bumped harshly into the purple one, silencing him as she glowed so brightly she appeared red.

"You talk too much Tael, you're going to get us in trouble."

"Oh, I'm just trying to educate him a bit, there's nothing wrong with that. What do you mean by trouble, anyway?"

Dark skirted around the two creatures as they began to bicker back and forth. He was worried for Link, and concerned about what he'd just heard. A Deku Scrub? What did something like that have to do with his Link?

The room was small and there was plenty of light, so he didn't have to search far before he found out just exactly what the two were talking about. Standing in the center of the room was a tiny, washed out looking Deku Scrub. It was smaller than the usual kind, and whimpering as it stared in… well, he couldn't really tell, honestly. All of them looked the same to him, and just was the case with this one as well. Save for it's empty, forlorn eyes and quivering voice, it seemed to be nothing but a regular Deku Scrub.

It seemed to notice him then, it's eyes turning up for the briefest of moments in what looked to be an expression of surprise. But they quickly fell once again, taking on the look of a kicked puppy. It wailed and thrashed its way over to him, grasping his leg as it shuddered in a frightful show of tears.

"Um, nice to see you, too? Little Deku Scrub?"

Wailing, sobbing against his leg, the Deku looked up at him, its little hands grasping his trouser leg.

"Oh, Dark! It's me! Look at what they've done to me!"

Ruby eyes opened to impossible widths, Dark blinked down at the shuddering little creature, struck dumb for a moment. He reached up ever so slowly, dug his pinky finger into his ear, then leaned over so he could look the little beastie in the eye.

"Could you repeat that?"

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