The boy drew his blade right back out as an instinctual response, though not enough to consider it any sort of actual threat. Slowly, he slid the blade back to rest safely in its sheathe as his eyes widened wearily at the newcomer.

His eyes fell to rest, smiling softly at her. He felt lucky that the person whom happened to be passing through his part of the swamp was at least an attractive young lady -- even if she didn't seem to be all human. The animal ears were strange, but still endearing. He wondered exactly what she was, as he'd never really had the chance to leave Ordon until now. Most of what he had heard were stories. Though, he was still reckless enough to start a conversation.

"Lost? Yes; but, I'm certainly not trespassing here. The newly named Captain Dieter himself had me named guardsman for surviving the Ordon massacre." The boy then pulled the incense from his lips, tapping it gently with a finger to drop the ashes from it. His face fell into a bothered disappointment, before he awkwardly added, "Oh yeah, so... if you were headed there, you um -- are probably wasting your time,"

His expression picked up slightly before he opened his arms in welcome and grimly added, "... but if you had business with Ordon, you've found everyone that's left of the village..!"

Colin squinted at her curiously as he raised the incense to his mouth, but decided at the last moment not to put it back. He waved it gently through the air before making introductions.

"Oh, uh; and, yes. You're right. The name's Colin -- a 'son of man.' Though, I can't say I've seen one of -- your kind, before? It's a shame, if they're all as cute as you, I'm missing out."

Colin's eyes widened greatly as she explained what she knew and how she knew it. If she really was one of the Minish people, it'd certainly explain a lot of her story. Colin's grim regrets about his destroyed home began slowly washing away as fond memories of childhood stories began washing over him in droves. His face peached slightly as he lost control of his excitement to finally have such an encounter.

"Wait..! You're a Minish? Oh, Wow! Man I always heard rumors about Minish in the Forest, but I didn't know your people were real!" His fingers ran through his hair as he tried to contain his disbelief, adding "I mean, like -- they told me you were little inch tall mouse people in little cone hats! Forgive me for not knowing a Minish when I saw one; I never, really got the chance to leave Ordon."

He held his fingers to his lips, silencing himself as he realized that he was quickly getting off topic, "... but, uh; Why would the Minish want to rebuild Ordon? D-don't get me wrong, or anything! Please do! I'll help, myself; if I can -- but, I think you misunderstood me earlier."

Colin leaned back a bit to lean into a seat against the log behind him and reiterated,
"I -- am the only surviving resident -- that we know of, at least. No one else has been spotted alive. The Royal Army couldn't mobilize fast enough; and once they were there, our village was long razed beyond recognition. There wasn't even a battle to reclaim the soil we lived our entire lives on; the mountain range that we identified ourselves with; the very soil of our culture,"

The boy shook his head, putting a smile on his face, shrugging off his gloomy regrets to look the gift of solace he'd been granted in the eye with the gratitude she deserved. He cheered himself up to add, "... but; if you want to rebuild my home, you're more than welcome to be my neighbor! If there were anything that Ordon was lacking, it was beautiful forest girls with fluffy ears..!"

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, as her words began to bounce curiously throughout his head. "W-why wouldn't I? Myrna, the only thing I've wanted since the incident was to have my home back; and you're offering that to me out of nothing but goodness of heart."

He shrugged back into the shirt that draped over his back and shoulders, letting it cover him as his eyes darted to and from her and off into the distance. There was a lot to think about, and a lot to be hopeful for. Though, eventually he returned to give her a thoughtful, gentle stare from the corner of his eyes.

"There's a many drastic things I'd of done to have it back. I would have literally sacrificed my own life for it. So, if we really do rebuild Ordon; I feel I'd owe you the rest my life. Well, I mean, that is if you'd be willing to have it,"

Colin cheeks flushed slightly as he began wondering exactly how she would take an expression so grandiose. As he wondered, he felt it important to add, "... but; well, whatever that means to you is up for you to decide,"

The boy took off the band that held up his hair, trying to shake the swamp's humidity from his hair. He smiled, sweetly adding, "... but if we're both rebuilding it; it shouldn't just be my home. It should be both of ours. If I were in charge of Ordon, I'd let your whole tribe live with us. I really can't imagine a better way to repay you, than letting you reap the harvest of your own hard work. It'd be the Ordanian thing to do. Though, I'm sure Fado would have thrown a fit if I'd told him I was letting foxes move in among us stubborn old goats. Though, if he met you, I think he'd come around quickly."

Colin rubbed the back of his head, perplexed. Curiously he questioned, "Uh, can we -- afford that? Do we have a place to even host it? Are you talking about -- after we build the village?"

He crossed his eyes before answering his own question. "Oh, Pft. Now who sounds like a city boy..? Do your people even need places to host? Do you; do Minish -- live off the land..? Something to that nature? I imagine there are just parts of the woods that would be perfectly acceptable."

Colin cheeks flushed as he anxiously second guessed himself over and over again, "... ugh, well; that's probably not even close... I don't know, I should just stop guessing and let you answer I guess."

His pleading eyes stopped frantically darting about long enough for him to look at her and address her question with an actual answer.

"I think that once the buildings are done, and Ordon is a functioning town again, we may be able to hold a feast... if there's enough to go around. I feel as if we just may be seriously underestimating the amount of time, effort, and resources that goes into just building a town."

His face quickly changed, as he was struck with realization. He bowed to her hastily, gracious for everything she had come to offer him.

"I -- but that doesn't mean that I won't dedicate everything I have to those efforts. I will do any, and everything required of me to see it through as smoothly as possible. It was my only wish, and now my prayers have been answered. I shant chance squandering this blessing."