-with him.

But now, all he could do is wait for the other to turn or leave before he made an exit...

-nose...

As he did, his other hand made sure he didn't leave anything behind... Before he realized an item was missing.

That dented-pocked, old pocket watch... It was on the ground, having fallen from its chain and currently being approached by the cat. He swore that the mask had to be fucking-

-large and angry Skulltula on his way here...

"Though that does not explain your presence, mask."

Sheikah seemed unbothered by the danger, closing his eyes once more as the chaotic little diety sat next to him. Trying his best in order to not loose any focus.

"A Sheikah must be calm while surrounded by danger, I am very much aware of my surroundings."

Hell, he was almost spotted by a rather-

-walked after this, his movements were silenced by the spell he had cast. The Sheikah climbed one end of the ruins, silently keeping track of the other as he watched, not entirely hiding, but keeping out of sight by just being above the other...