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Hudson: “I swear to Hylia if that damn kid breaks one more peice of construction equipment while trying to ‘improve it’ I won’t be responsible for my actions!”
Rhondson: “Be nice, dear. He’s trying.”
Hudson: “Trying my patience, at least…”
Rhondson: “Why don’t you move him into a different position? One where he can’t hurt himself or anyone else?”
Hudson: “What do you suggest?”
Rhondson: “Put him on the hill up there selling dream homes. It’s a nice big lot, but it’s too far from town for most people. Too much of a chance for monsters on the route in. And it’s never going to sell now that we’ve had the Upheaval. No one who has the capital for it is looking to move.”
Hudson: “… That might just work. Let him be young and stupid where he can’t blow up anyone but himself, but close enough we can keep an eye on him. I’ll have to make him an inspector, though. All of my solitary workers need that qualification.”
Rhondson: “It’ll be fine. He’s very clever, that Granteson. By the time he actually has to inspect something he’ll have calmed down and learned to think things through.”
*three months later*
Hudson: “What is that lopsided monstrosity up on that hill?”
Rhondson: “Sooooo… I might have sold that lot up there.”
Hudson: “Seriously? To who?”
Rhondson: “Link. As a thank you for helping Mattison I gave him a deal on it.”
Hudson: “… Is it… open to the weather?”
Rhondson: “Some of it, yes.”
Hudson: “Did those two… put in staircases?”
Rhondson: “Only to the second floor. Granteson informed me quite casually that Link usually either climbs the walls or magics through the floor. I’m not sure of the details, mostly because I just wanted the conversation to be over.”
Hudson: “… I’m not sure if I regret everything or not…”
Rhondson: “That seems to be pretty normal for dealing with Link, to be fair.”