Live Your Own Story in Hyrule

Fred looks up as Revali darts into the air. After he disappears, he walks to Redvali and says, “We have some arrows but they are big and better suited for a crossbow. We also have some small explosives but most of our firepower is in our cannon.”

He disappears below deck then returns with the bolts that were likely designed for the ship’s crossbow. They are long and stiff, designed to support a small rope being tied to it. He also produces a handful of small reddish bomb flower bulbs that look like radishes.

The air up above is still to the point that it is difficult to navigate because there is almost no discernible wind to leverage. It's almost as if the only wind was the ripple across the surface of the water. The light is dim but consistent and there appears to be no clouds or creatures inhabiting the atmosphere.

Red fumbles over his words a bit when Irina mention's Revali's jokes. "Uh, yeah, I think I might, uh...be able to explain them." He had to take a few glances to know exactly how close the target of those jokes was in relation to them. Thankfully, they're a little preoccupied right now. "The joke has missed you several times, thankfully." He paused. "That...is to say they didn't...land properly." He was sure he was digging himself further into a metahporical hole, so he cleared his throat.

"So! Those arrows!" He locks in on Fred. "These are pretty big, but not entirely impossible to fire." He checks out a nearby crossbow. "These aren't really our style, but we can make them work for us. A bow is a bow," he shrugs. "And with these, we'll have a little more kick to put to them," he notes of the bomb flowers.

Irina smiles blankly at Redvali. “Thank you.”

Fred, also oblivious of the joke… or not joke… of the murderous princess, smiles gleefully and hands over the munitions.

Revali squinted. There was nothing here to work with. The only thing keeping him going was his gale at this point, but this air was effectively dead. They just might truly be inside of a glass or something.

He thinks to himself. A storm happened and then this? What kind of storm could cause this to happen? Were the two even related? He decided to use his gale to fly higher and see what the rest of the sky offered.

As Revali soars higher, there is an eerie silence that permeates the void. The ship is but a speck below him and the sea stretches endlessly in all directions, but there are no discernible features or landmarks that stand out from the glass-like water.

As he ascends higher, he too sees a strange object just above him. It remains stationary, directly above where he is flying.

Revali spots the object and he draws closer to see what it is, gathering his bow just in case.

"Of course! If I can't explain them, I'm sure Blue would be willing to take stab at it." Red starts and then grimmaces. Well, darn. Now it's getting worse. "I'm just going to start loading up these crossbows. Once they're all set, maybe Blue and I can try to put a dent in this strange cup we're in..."

He continues to Fred. "Help." He points towards the crossbows. "I need help loading these things. Would you mind offering some assistance?" For just a few moments, that was a plea of a different kind, but he decides it best to get lost in his work before he unravels trying to unthink all of Revali's jokes that need explaining.

As Revali approaches, he sees a familiar sight- a handsome Rito floating above him. It mirrors his movements.

Fred immediately is at Redvali’s side. He begins loading the crossbows without issue, seemingly familiar with this weapon.

Revali, naturally, checks himself out. Something that can mirror him ought to look as good as him. "Aha, so that's where the glass cup idea comes from. Although, it's starting to feel more like a glass jar, at this rate..." He hums. "So, this sky isn't really a sky. That sea isn't really a sea..." He looks at his reflection again. "And so it's probably safe to say this me isn't really moi." He concludes. It might look like him, but if all else around here is a facsimile, then this must be too.

"So, what are you, really?" He starts to take a closer look, trying to see if anything is out of place.

The reflection simply looks back at Revali, flapping its wings and mirroring his actions.

While Fred and Red are getting ready for whatever may be coming, Irina looks up, wondering if Revali is okay… completely unaware that he spent half of the reconnaissance mission checking himself out in the apocalypse mirror.

Revali holds out his bow and taps one of its ends against his reflective surface, just to see how the surface itself responds. "Not a bad reflection at all..." He admires quietly, but cautiously.