Forest Lights.

His clothes were still damp from the little fall into the pound, hair plastered to his forehead and back aching slightly. But Link didn't care, because he was much more interested in who was sitting on the tree, in a half hearted attempt to remain hidden. He couldn't help it, he grinned that stupidly goody two shoes grin and let his shoulders drop. He had spent the last years mulling over how his first meeting with the Sheikah would go, what he would say, how he would move.

Sheik arched an eyebrow at him, eyes bright and mask in place.

"Yes?" Came the soft voice, as the red eyed man looked down at the strangely grinning Hylian.

Link forgot what he was about to say, not to mention how to breath.

The forest spirits began glowing as the light from the sun died, buzzing around the Sheikah and giving him the appereance of something out of a dream. Out of Link's dreams, of course. Silence stretched as the Hero practically drank in the details, the play of light on pale skin, the penetrating look in the red eyes, everything... Sheik shifted on his perch, slightly uncomfortable. It was a feat a Hylian had dared to enter the forest and not gotten lost, even more so that he had found him. He also noticed, distantly, that the blonde was wearing Kokiri garb, but he was too lulled by the blue eyes to make more of it. The way the Hylian looked at him, as if he was familiar and dear... as if he was welcomed.

Sheik hadn't felt welcome ever since their old camp was lost in the great blizzard.

"Just..." Link coughed slightly, blushing faintly and trying to recover whatever dignity he still had after staring at the Sheikah. His smile turned gentle, truly filled with genuine content, "I found you."

And Sheik wondered why those words meant so much for him.