She followed and held out her necklace again.

Saria
"Okay," Saria said, moving to her own armor. (Her scales)

(Go ahead, the more the merrier.)

"They seem happy together, but there is a sadness growing. He wants to help but he's afraid to. He doesn't want to hurt them again." The boy said as he appeared across from the dragonborn. "Fear, and hurt all balling up with no way out. He wants a way out but is afraid to ask." The boy looked up out from under his long black hair that covered his face. "He hurts yet you do nothing? Why do you sit back and let people hurt?"

Saria
"I don't sense emotions, and human facial expressions are strange. I can't understand them. Wait! Why am I defending myself to a child?" Saria asked.

The face of the young man never changed though he grew silent. "I want to help." He said looking up at her. "You hurt as well, but you don't glow as much. You hurt for other reasons. He glows. That why The Master wants him, he's too bright. The other though, he's dark like the night. He feels like death. I've seen him raise the dead. How does one do that? They are dead then they are not. How does that work?" Again he fell silent. "This world feels strange, it's alive. Everything around us is alive each with a voice. It's very loud here. So much happiness soiled by hurt. I have lots of work to do."

Saria
"Hold on there! You are staying right here until my sister gets back!" Saria said, finally looking up.

"But there's no one I can help here." He said in a confused manner. "It's been so long since I felt his touch, how long has it been? Months now, so why do I feel so reluctant? Skin like a sun kissed beach, hair dark as night. What did I do to deserve this?" The boy looked up his gaze towards the tent that the two men were in. "You and your sister won't let him help either. Why? Have we done something wrong?"

Saria and Taeri
Saria jumped as Taeri appeared, with Astra and Nicote beside hir.
"Well, speak of the devil," Saria said, "Taeri, check this kid's mind!"
Taeri touched the kid's mind.
(Write what shi finds.)

Astra blinked looking around.

As she touched his mind he flooded her with the overwhelming feelings of those around him. There was the happiness of the animals, the relief of the plants, the fear of battle, the sorrow of losing someone close, and the passion of those in the tent though now it wasn't as strong. "They always ruin these moments. Why couldn't they just stay away? Touch like the fur of a kitten, lips smooth as the skin of an Apple. Just give more minutes." The boy said looking up at the dragonborn who was looking into his mind. "He's glowing again." As if on que a bright light filled his mind making him wince some as Dexion emerged from the tent hand glowing with its green magic.
"What's going on?" The elf asked. "Who is that?" Though as they turned to look the boy was gone. "A-was there someone else here you guys were talking too?"