[When you're mostly confined to a mechanical beast of ancient technology for a hundred years you pretty much tune everything out. It's a cursed existence, really. Still, once everything was over, Revali was fine with it. He's dead, what else can one ask of him? The book has closed on his legend.
Until it was opened again, because he's now alive and in the flesh and feathers. That he discovers pretty quickly. Next he discovers is all he's wearing. Revali, still in the middle of the fog, shouts with indignation:]
What's the meaning of this?!
[Well, nothing he can do about it. At least he's not so alarmed about the honey badger walking alongside him.
Flying in the fog -- even with his superlative eyesight -- is quite dangerous, so he settles with walking. Once he's at the city he still doesn't bother to even try to fly. Everything is so cramped...that and he also would need to figure out the best way to carry Medli around. That's going to take a bit, he figures.
There sure are a lot of Hylians around, he notices. Wait, no, not Hylians. The ears are different. They probably are similar to Hylians, maybe a bit of Gerudo around, he figures. Still, no attempt to make conversation. He shakes his head with disdain and keeps walking.
Cafe]
What's the point of these outrageous uniforms?
[Questions to be asked, truly. They already would look ridiculous on anyone, but on Revali? They look even more ridiculous. He's a bird dressed like a sexy nun, what did you expect? He had been focused on exploring, considering leaving the city, but after once another moment of frustration with the strangeness of these clothes he just couldn't hold it back anymore. His voice sounds strained, like he's trying hard not to blame the person he asked that to. Medli, though, is insistent on gnawing on the fabric. The daemon sure isn't shy about expressing her displeasure! Not that Revali is shy about that either.
Courtyard
There's Revali, messing with his personal umbrella -- having picked up his personal bag -- opening and closing it without making an effort to get under it. It's just a bit of rain. In his opinion, holding this...object up high is more an invitation to get a thunderbolt on you, no thank you]
This settlement is so...it's so ridiculous. It's like they're trying to cram everything as close as possible, leaving barely any space for moving. That's got to be unhealthy, don't you think? [He gestures around with the closed umbrella] It shouldn't be any surprise this place is in such a sorry state. Hmph. And not even a hint of the blue skies at all.
[This dreadful weather is no problem for the great Revali, obviously! But he's not going to risk the safety of his now-trusted companion Medli by experimenting with flight in such conditions. Medli seems to be quite attached to Revali, baring her fangs at everyone. Even though Revali is being civil, Medli seems to be showing all of the repressed disdainfulness]
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Until it was opened again, because he's now alive and in the flesh and feathers. That he discovers pretty quickly. Next he discovers is all he's wearing. Revali, still in the middle of the fog, shouts with indignation:]
What's the meaning of this?!
[Well, nothing he can do about it. At least he's not so alarmed about the honey badger walking alongside him.
Flying in the fog -- even with his superlative eyesight -- is quite dangerous, so he settles with walking. Once he's at the city he still doesn't bother to even try to fly. Everything is so cramped...that and he also would need to figure out the best way to carry Medli around. That's going to take a bit, he figures.
There sure are a lot of Hylians around, he notices. Wait, no, not Hylians. The ears are different. They probably are similar to Hylians, maybe a bit of Gerudo around, he figures. Still, no attempt to make conversation. He shakes his head with disdain and keeps walking.
Cafe]
What's the point of these outrageous uniforms?
[Questions to be asked, truly. They already would look ridiculous on anyone, but on Revali? They look even more ridiculous. He's a bird dressed like a sexy nun, what did you expect? He had been focused on exploring, considering leaving the city, but after once another moment of frustration with the strangeness of these clothes he just couldn't hold it back anymore. His voice sounds strained, like he's trying hard not to blame the person he asked that to. Medli, though, is insistent on gnawing on the fabric. The daemon sure isn't shy about expressing her displeasure! Not that Revali is shy about that either.
Courtyard
There's Revali, messing with his personal umbrella -- having picked up his personal bag -- opening and closing it without making an effort to get under it. It's just a bit of rain. In his opinion, holding this...object up high is more an invitation to get a thunderbolt on you, no thank you]
This settlement is so...it's so ridiculous. It's like they're trying to cram everything as close as possible, leaving barely any space for moving. That's got to be unhealthy, don't you think? [He gestures around with the closed umbrella] It shouldn't be any surprise this place is in such a sorry state. Hmph. And not even a hint of the blue skies at all.
[This dreadful weather is no problem for the great Revali, obviously! But he's not going to risk the safety of his now-trusted companion Medli by experimenting with flight in such conditions. Medli seems to be quite attached to Revali, baring her fangs at everyone. Even though Revali is being civil, Medli seems to be showing all of the repressed disdainfulness]