Fire Emblem 14 Fates Conquest Supports
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Change Log:
2/20/16- First entry
3/16/16- Fixed a few errors
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Quick questions about this guide:

Q. What is this about?
A. This is a script that compiles dialogue with character interactions with
one another. Usually, they converse about simple things or even reveal parts
of their backstory to one another.

Q. How do you gain these support conversations?
A. First, check on the Support option on the world map to see if the
characters can support one another. Then, use the Pair Up command and have
them fight alongside one another. This is an easy way to gain support values
between characters. After gaining a significant amount, check the Support
option again to view the support conversation.

Q. Can you get more than one S rank?
A. Once characters get married, they are bound forever by marriage(or in some
cases, eternal friendship) and last even after death. If you wish to gain a
new S support, a new file must be used in order to unlock the conversations.

Q. How do Partner Seals work?
A. When two units have an S support with one another, they are able to use
this seal to reclass into their base class. For example, if Xander marries
Effie, he will be able to use the seal to reclass into any class from Effie's
Knight class. The same applies for Effie, as she can reclass into Cavalier
and its promotion choices. For units with special classes like Azura, they
will give their secondary class to their partner.

Q. What are A+ supports?
A. If two units of the same genders reach a support level of A, they have the
choice to go to A+. With the use of a Buddy Seal, they can reclass into the
base class of their partner, similar to a Marriage Seal. A+ supports do not
go both ways, so Xander can have an A+ support with Kaze, but Kaze is still
able to A+ another person.

Q. What happens when two units share the same base class?
A. They will be able to reclass into their secondary class. If Arthur marries
Charlotte, then he can reclass into Rod Knight, while Charlotte gets
Cavalier. However, if they share the same secondary class, they will not gain
a new class.

Q. How are children's class sets determined?
A. Child units typically start off in their father's base class and have the
option to reclass into their father's secondary and mother's base class. If
the mother shared a base class with the father, the child will have their
secondary to reclass into. The exception to this are Percy(initially a Wyvern
Rider with Fighter as secondary), Shigure(initially a Sky Knight with
Troubadour as a secondary) and Midori(initially a Apothecary with Ninja as a
secondary).

Q. What do certain units get if they A+/marry?
A. If Niles and Nyx get married, their child will get Diviner. If Arthur and
Beruka get married, their child will get Sky Knight. If Arthur gets an A+
support with Keaton, he will get Outlaw. If Azura and Jakob get married,
Shigure will get Wyvern Rider.

Q. What's with Gunter?
A. He will rejoin in Chapter 15.

Q. How do I look over the Support log?
A. Go to the Record Hall in My Castle.

Q. What determines the Avatar and child's hair color?
A. The last file that was saved will be used when looking over the support
log.

Q. Avatar/Kana's aren't in here at all! Where are they?
A. Those two have the hugest support conversation list in the game. They will
be put in another guide, seperate from this one.

Q. Hey, there are a few typos in here. Aren't you going to fix them?
A. Believe it or not, they're actually in the game so they're left as such.

Q. Why are there random question marks?
A. They're suppose to be music notes to indicate someone(usually Azura)
singing.
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Table of Contents
To skip to the desired support pair, use ctrl+F and type the following.

Example: Add A1. to Azura to skip to her C support with Xander.
Note: Some supports may mention Avatar. The default name is Corrin.

A. Nohr First Generation Lover Supports
- Xander!
A1. Azura
A1. Felicia
A1. Mozu
A1. Effie
A1. Nyx
A1. Selena
A1. Beruka
A1. Peri
A1. Charlotte

- Leo!
A2. Azura
A2. Felicia
A2. Mozu
A2. Effie
A2. Nyx
A2. Selena
A2. Beruka
A2. Peri
A2. Charlotte

- Arthur!
A3. Azura
A3. Felicia
A3. Mozu
A3. Elise
A3. Camilla
A3. Effie
A3. Nyx
A3. Selena
A3. Beruka
A3. Peri
A3. Charlotte

- Odin!
A4. Azura
A4. Felicia
A4. Mozu
A4. Elise
A4. Camilla
A4. Effie
A4. Nyx
A4. Selena
A4. Beruka
A4. Peri
A4. Charlotte

- Niles!
A5. Azura
A5. Felicia
A5. Mozu
A5. Elise
A5. Camilla
A5. Effie
A5. Nyx
A5. Selena
A5. Beruka
A5. Peri
A5. Charlotte

- Laslow!
A6. Azura
A6. Felicia
A6. Mozu
A6. Elise
A6. Camilla
A6. Effie
A6. Nyx
A6. Selena
A6. Beruka
A6. Peri
A6. Charlotte

- Benny!
A7. Azura
A7. Felicia
A7. Mozu
A7. Elise
A7. Camilla
A7. Effie
A7. Nyx
A7. Selena
A7. Beruka
A7. Peri
A7. Charlotte

- Keaton!
A8. Azura
A8. Felicia
A8. Mozu
A8. Elise
A8. Camilla
A8. Effie
A8. Nyx
A8. Selena
A8. Beruka
A8. Peri
A8. Charlotte

B. Neutral Party Lover Supports
- Jakob!
B1. Azura
B1. Felicia
B1. Mozu
B1. Elise
B1. Camilla
B1. Effie
B1. Nyx
B1. Selena
B1. Beruka
B1. Peri
B1. Charlotte

- Kaze!
B2. Azura
B2. Felicia
B2. Mozu
B2. Elise
B2. Camilla
B2. Effie
B2. Nyx
B2. Selena
B2. Beruka
B2. Peri
B2. Charlotte

- Silas!
B3. Azura
B3. Felicia
B3. Mozu
B3. Elise
B3. Camilla
B3. Effie
B3. Nyx
B3. Selena
B3. Beruka
B3. Peri
B3. Charlotte

C. Nohr Buddy Supports
- Xander*
C1. Leo
C1. Camilla
C1. Elise
C1. Laslow
C1. Kaze

- Leo*
C2. Camilla
C2. Elise
C2. Odin
C2. Niles

- Elise*
C3. Azura
C3. Camilla
C3. Effie

- Camilla*
C4. Selena
C4. Beruka

- Effie*
C5. Mozu
C5. Nyx

- Arthur*
C6. Niles
C6. Benny
C6. Keaton

- Odin*
C7. Niles
C7. Laslow

- Nyx*
C8. Mozu
C8. Charlotte

- Selena*
C9. Beruka
C9. Peri

- Beruka*
C10. Charlotte

- Laslow*
C11. Keaton

- Peri*
C12. Charlotte
C12. Felicia

- Benny*
C13. Keaton

- Felicia*
C14. Flora

- Jakob*
C15. Silas
C15. Gunter

- Kaze*
C16. Silas

D. Nohr Second Generation Lover Supports
- Siegbert!
D1. Ophelia
D1. Soleil
D1. Nina
D1. Velouria
D1. Midori
D1. Sophie

- Forrest!
D2. Ophelia
D2. Soleil
D2. Nina
D2. Velouria
D2. Midori
D2. Sophie

- Percy!
D3. Ophelia
D3. Soleil
D3. Nina
D3. Velouria
D3. Midori
D3. Sophie

- Ignatius!
D4. Ophelia
D4. Soleil
D4. Nina
D4. Velouria
D4. Midori
D4. Sophie

- Shigure!
D5. Ophelia
D5. Soleil
D5. Nina
D5. Velouria
D5. Midori
D5. Sophie

- Dwyer!
D6. Ophelia
D6. Soleil
D6. Nina
D6. Velouria
D6. Midori
D6. Sophie

E. Nohr Second Generation Buddy Supports
- Siegbert*
E1. Forrest
E1. Ignatius

- Forrest*
E2. Ignatius
E2. Shigure

- Percy*
E3. Ignatius
E3. Dwyer

- Ophelia*
E4. Soleil
E4. Midori

- Soleil*
E5. Nina
E5. Sophie

- Nina*
E6. Velouria

- Velouria*
E7. Sophie

F. Nohr Parent-Child Supports
- Siegbert^
F1. Xander
F1. Azura
F1. Felicia
F1. Mozu
F1. Effie
F1. Nyx
F1. Selena
F1. Beruka
F1. Peri
F1. Charlotte

- Forrest^
F2. Leo
F2. Azura
F2. Felicia
F2. Mozu
F2. Effie
F2. Nyx
F2. Selena
F2. Beruka
F2. Peri
F2. Charlotte

- Percy^
F3. Azura
F3. Felicia
F3. Mozu
F3. Elise
F3. Camilla
F3. Effie
F3. Nyx
F3. Selena
F3. Beruka
F3. Peri
F3. Charlotte

- Ophelia^
F4. Azura
F4. Felicia
F4. Mozu
F4. Elise
F4. Camilla
F4. Effie
F4. Nyx
F4. Selena
F4. Beruka
F4. Peri
F4. Charlotte

- Nina^
F5. Azura
F5. Felicia
F5. Mozu
F5. Elise
F5. Camilla
F5. Effie
F5. Nyx
F5. Selena
F5. Beruka
F5. Peri
F5. Charlotte

- Soleil^
F6. Azura
F6. Felicia
F6. Mozu
F6. Elise
F6. Camilla
F6. Effie
F6. Nyx
F6. Selena
F6. Beruka
F6. Peri
F6. Charlotte

- Ignatius^
F7. Azura
F7. Felicia
F7. Mozu
F7. Elise
F7. Camilla
F7. Effie
F7. Nyx
F7. Selena
F7. Beruka
F7. Peri
F7. Charlotte

- Velouria^
F8. Azura
F8. Felicia
F8. Mozu
F8. Elise
F8. Camilla
F8. Effie
F8. Nyx
F8. Selena
F8. Beruka
F8. Peri
F8. Charlotte

G. Neutral Party Parent-Child Supports
- Shigure^
G1. Azura
G1. Jakob
G1. Kaze
G1. Silas
G1. Xander
G1. Leo
G1. Arthur
G1. Odin
G1. Niles
G1. Laslow
G1. Benny
G1. Keaton

- Dwyer^
G2. Jakob
G2. Azura
G2. Felicia
G2. Mozu
G2. Elise
G2. Camilla
G2. Effie
G2. Nyx
G2. Selena
G2. Beruka
G2. Peri
G2. Charlotte

- Midori^
G3. Kaze
G3. Azura
G3. Felicia
G3. Mozu
G3. Elise
G3. Camilla
G3. Effie
G3. Nyx
G3. Selena
G3. Beruka
G3. Peri
G3. Charlotte

- Sophie^
G4. Silas
G4. Azura
G4. Felicia
G4. Mozu
G4. Elise
G4. Camilla
G4. Effie
G4. Nyx
G4. Selena
G4. Beruka
G4. Peri
G4. Charlotte

H. Shigure's Sibling Supports
H1. Dwyer
H1. Midori
H1. Sophie
H1. Siegbert
H1. Forrest
H1. Percy
H1. Ophelia
H1. Soleil
H1. Ignatius
H1. Velouria
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A. Nohr First Generation Lover Supports

Xander!

A1. Azura C

Xander: Hello, Azura. I'm glad I found you here.

Azura: Oh? May I help you?

Xander: Are you feeling all right? You've been looking a little down lately.

Azura: There's no need to be worried about me. I'm fine. ... Did you need
something?

Xander: Actually, yes. Avatar and I are holding a meeting to review our
military strategy. I'd appreciate it if you would attend.

Azura: Military strategy? Oh, my. I know nothing about that.

Xander: You know more than you realize. You're intimately familiar with both
kingdoms. I was hoping you would attend as a mediator. I can count on you to
be fair.

Azura: Do you really think that's a good idea? I'm not sure I would be of
much help.

Xander: I beg to differ. Please, Azura. Do it for the good of all.

Azura: Hmm... Who else will be there?

Xander: Ah, is this about how certain Nohrians may treat you? If so, worry
not. No one would dare speak a word against you in my presence. Please,
Azura. May I count you in?

Azura: Well, it seems useless to argue when I doubt you'll take no for an
answer.

Xander: Right you are. Well then, let us be off.
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Azura B

Azura: Hello, Xander.

Xander: There it is again, that doleful look. Please, Azura. Tell me what's
troubling you.

Azura: I wish you would stop worrying about me. I promise I'm fine. By the
way, do you think the meeting went well?

Xander: It did, thanks to you. We were lucky to have you as our mediator.

Azura: I don't know about that. You do a fine job of leading everyone without
my help.

Xander: A strong leader needs strong advisors.

Azura: Oh, stop. There's no need to flatter me, Xander. I hardly said two
words. I was so busy stuffing my face with all of that food. What a feast!

Xander: You did seem to be enjoying yourself. But still... In between those
enormous bites, you said some profound things-just as I expected. Azura, it's
quite possible that you could change the course of this whole war.

Azura: What do you mean?

Xander: I'd like you to attend these meetings regularly. You have a unique
perspective. Next time, we'll be discussing my father, and I could really use
you by my side.

Azura: I don't know, Xander. I still have a lot of bad memories from my time
in Nohr.

Xander: It pains me so to hear you say that. I hope you'll reconsider... Did
I mention that dinner will be served?

Azura: You're going to drag me there whether I like it or not, aren't you?
Fine then. ... So are we going to have those warm, buttered rolls again?
Just... curious.
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Azura A

Azura: Hmm-hmmm... Laa-la-laa... ? Oh! Hello, Xander.

Xander: Sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you. You sounded so lovely. Have I
heard that song before?

Azura: No, I don't think so.

Xander: Ah. Well, in any case, I came here to invite you to our next meeting.

Azura: Xander, you can drop the act now. I can see right through you.

Xander: What do you mean?

Azura: You're obviously inviting me to these meetings to give me a
distraction! You don't want me dwelling on my past or thinking about my
childhood tormentors. You figured if I just went to the meetings, my feelings
about Nohr might change.

Xander: Azura, you're wrong. I invited you because you're important to our
cause.

Azura: No. It's time you stopped shielding me from the truth.

Xander: The only thing I'd like to shield you from is yourself. You're
overthinking this. I need you there because I know I can count on you to be
fair. I only want what's best for our kingdoms. We must work together to
attain peace.

Azura: You can pretend it's for peace all you want. Of course, we all want
that. ... But I know you're trying to look after me. Please, Xander, sit down
for a moment.

Xander: Huh?

Azura: Go on. It's my turn to look after you. I want to sing you the song I
was practicing. It's a song of gratitude. I want you to know how much I
appreciate your kindness.

Xander: Me?! Sit idly? I'm not sure about this...

Azura: Haha, just trust me. Close your eyes and listen... ?
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Azura S

Azura: Xander? I'm told you've been looking for me.

Xander: I have. Has anyone told you how much happier you look these days?

Azura: Actually, yes. It's all thanks to you.

Xander: That is kind of you to say. So, I suppose I'll get right to it...
*ahem* I would like to ask you a favor. Azura... will you come back?

Azura: What do you mean?

Xander: Please, come back with me-to Nohr. I'd like you to return home with
us.

Azura: Xander, that's a big request! I do love being with you... But my time
in Nohr was filled with pain. I'm not sure I'm ready to face all that.

Xander: Azura, I'm not done yet. It is my hope that you'll return as my
future queen.

Azura: I'm sorry... Are you asking me to...?

Xander: I am. I want nothing more than your hand in marriage. Please, accept
this ring as a token of my love.

Azura: Oh, Xander. My heart wants to say yes, but I'm terrified. What about
King Garon?

Xander: Everyone in my family welcomes you home. You know my father is
another matter. But I'll be by your side. Let's do our best to create new
memories-happy ones!

Azura: Will you sit down for a moment?

Xander: Now?!

Azura: Please, Xander. Just listen to this song I'm about to sing, and you'll
have your answer. Let me sing this song for you... with love. ?

Xander: Ah... I have never heard a sweeter sound. Thank you, my love.
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A1. Felicia C

Felicia: All right. The tea leaves, the water, and the cups are all on the
tray... Now I juuuuust need to watch my feet and walk straight forward... OK,
here I go! One step... Two steps... You can do this, Felicia... Three
steps... Four steps... Come on... If I just keep it up, I might even get all
the way across the- KYAAAAAHHHHHHH!
(Dish breaks)

Xander: Felicia! Are you hurt?

Felicia: Lord Xander?! What are you doing here? This is my secret practice
spot!

Xander: Practice spot? Sorry, I just happened to be passing by. What is it
that you're practicing here?

Felicia: Um, carrying tea.

Xander: Oh? Hm, it must be more difficult than I'd imagined. May I ask why
you were looking at your feet?

Felicia: I thought that if I walked while looking at the ground, then I
wouldn't trip and fall. But when I do that I just crash into the things I
can't see in front of me.

Xander: Ah, so you end up spilling the tea anyway.

Felicia: Exactly.

Xander: Heh. What an intriguing person you are.

Felicia: H-hey! Please don't laugh!

Xander: *ahem* Yes, of course. I apologize. Well, good day, Felicia. Good
luck with your training.
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Felicia B

Felicia: Ugh. That's it! I give up! I'm hopeless at all of this tea stuff.
I'm going to try my hand at something new. Something like... knitting! Yes, I
bet knitting will be fun. Flora always made it look so easy. Hm, let's see.
So I just take the ball of yarn and unravel the thread... *spin spin spin*
Wait, this can't be right. Maybe if I- *spin spin spin* Oh. *wiggle* Oh dear.
*wiggle wiggle* I can't seem to move my arms.
(Time passes)
Felicia: Hello? Hellooo?! Someone! Anyone! Help meeeee!

Xander: Felicia! Are you all right? By the gods, you're all wrapped up in
yarn!

Felicia: Lord Xander... Just passing by again, I suppose?

Xander: Yes, and lucky that I was, it seems. Do you require assistance?
Well... yes. Would you please unwind all this yarn for me?

Xander: Yes, of course. Hold still for a moment. Hm... Felicia... How did you
manage to bind yourself up like this? I don't think most prisoners are kept
in bondage as secure as this mess.

Felicia: I'm sorry... Wait a second. I'm going to try to move.

Xander: Wait! Don't move!

Felicia: Huh?!

Xander: If you move, you'll wind up even more entangled than before.

Felicia: Oh, I suppose you're right. I'm sorry.

Xander: It's OK. I'll keep at it until I've gotten you out of there.

Felicia: My deepest apologies, Your Highness. This task does not befit a
prince of Nohr...

Xander: It's no trouble. Just don't move, OK? Let's see... This end goes
through here, so this one should loop around like so...
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Felicia A

Felicia: All right. Today I'm going to practice cooking! Wait! Lord Xander?!
What are you doing here?!

Xander: Ah. It appears I've already been spotted.

Felicia:
What do you mean you've been spotted? What are you doing over there?

Xander: I suppose I have no choice but to tell you the truth. I was watching
you practice.

Felicia: What? Why?

Xander: I find it... soothing.

Felicia: Soothing? What is that supposed to mean?

Xander: You always look like you're having fun, even when you make a mistake.

Felicia: I don't know if I'd call it "fun." There's a lot of pain involved.
I'm pretty clumsy. But even if I weren't, why would it be soothing for you to
watch me?

Xander: The title "Lord Xander, Crown Prince of Nohr" follows me everywhere.
Even when I am alone, I cannot shed the mantle. Not truly. But when I watch
you, here, in your own little world, I forget myself. Maybe you're not having
fun, but you aren't burdened by the fate of the kingdom. And it does a crown
prince good to see some levity now and then. You're just concerned with being
the best maid you can be. As I said, it's soothing.

Felicia: Hm... Would you like to practice with me, Lord Xander?

Xander: Practice... being a maid?

Felicia: Precisely!

Xander: For what purpose?

Felicia: I think it would be even more soothing for you to do this stuff
yourself! If you practice something long enough, you'll get completely
absorbed in it. And if it's something new to you, you'll forget yourself all
the quicker!

Xander: I see... Very well. I consent.

Felicia: Great! Let's begin! Would you please pour some water into this pot
over here?

Xander: Like so?

Felicia: Yes, but be careful! I always spill it at this part... Phew, well
done. OK, now to chop some vegetables...
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Felicia S

Felicia: Lord Xander! You summoned me?

Xander: Yes, I did. Please, be at ease, Felicia. I did not call you here to
reprimand you. I just wanted to thank you for teaching me what it is like to
be a maid. It was an experience I will never forget.

Felicia: I'm glad you found it rewarding, milord. If you ever want to escape
yourself again, I'd be happy to accommodate you. In fact, we could go
practice our tea walks right now, if you'd like!

Xander: No, thank you. Today there is something else I wish to ask of you.
Something very important.

Felicia: Something important? In that case, perhaps it would be better if we
were to call on some of the others. I'm... a little forgetful. And I have
trouble keeping up with things.

Xander: No, it would be difficult with others around. It's best this way,
trust me.

Felicia: Yes, milord. As you wish.

Xander: Felicia... I want you to have this.

Felicia: W-wait! Isn't that...?

Xander: Yes. It's a wedding ring.

Felicia: But... why would you give this to me, milord? Should I clean it for
you? Oh, unless... Unless you're asking...?! Is this for me? Are you sure you
didn't mean to give this to someone else?

Xander: I am quite sure. When you get to be my age, all anyone talks about is
marriage. But I always worried that, should I marry, I'd be unable to make
time for my wife. And even if I could, I didn't know if it would be more than
just another royal obligation. But since I've grown so close to you... those
fears have disappeared. I know that I will never have trouble making time for
you, as you are ever on my mind. Felicia... Will you marry me?

Felicia: Yes! Yes, of course!

Xander: Thank you, Felicia. I feel as though you have lit a fire in my heart.
And I ask that you, as my queen, bring this same fire to all the people of
Nohr. Together, we will inspire them to rise anew from the ashes of the past!

Felicia: Y-yes, sir! I think I can do that! Probably!
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A1. Mozu C

Mozu: ...

Xander: Mozu.

Mozu: P-Prince Xander?

Xander: What are you doing, eating here all by yourself? You should join the
others. I'm sure they'd be happy to have you.

Mozu: No, thank you. That's OK... Um... could you please go away now, milord?

Xander: Hm? Have I done something to offend you?

Mozu: No. You're just... scary.

Xander: Scary? In what way?

Mozu: Just... your whole face... thing.

Xander: My face? I see. My apologies. I'll take my leave of you now.
(Xander leaves)

Mozu: Oh, tarnation. I think I just insulted the prince... My head's gonna
roll for this, I just know it...
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Mozu B

Mozu: Lord Xander? I'm awful sorry about what I said before. You didn't do
anything wrong. I shouldn't have asked you to leave like that. Or said that
stuff about your face...

Xander: Fret not. It's not the first time that someone has found me
intimidating. Unfortunately, that seems to be the effect I have on most.

Mozu: But...

Xander: It's fine. I'm just sorry that I scared you. You've been through so
much... I hate the idea that I have added to your suffering, even in so small
a way.

Mozu: No, Lord Xander. I'm the one who was wrong-

Xander: No. It was my fault, and I must work to correct it. There must be
some way for me to appear less intimidating. Now, let us talk no more of
this.

Mozu: Yes, milord... Um... Milord?

Xander: Yes?

Mozu: You remember that I grew up in a little village, right? We were all
like one big family... Everyone knew everyone else. Nobody locked their doors
or nothing. You could come and go anywhere you pleased.

Xander: Yes, I know. It sounds like it was a wonderful place.

Mozu: It was. I hate that it's gone... but maybe it doesn't have to be. Not
entirely. Well... I want this army to feel the same, you know? Like we're all
family. So... would it be all right if I thought of you as one of my village
folks, Prince Xander? No one in my village would have argued about who was at
fault. And nobody was scared by no one else. How does that sound?

Xander: It sounds like a wonderful idea to me. I'd be honored to be a part of
your village. Thank you, Mozu.

Mozu: Thank you, milord!
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Mozu A

Xander: Mozu, I- Ah, my apologies. I didn't realize you were busy.

Mozu: I'm awful sorry, but it might be best if you came back in a bit. I've
got a ton of cooking to do and not nearly enough time.

Xander: Oh? Why all the cooking?

Mozu: Well, seems to be a lot of people wanting to visit me lately. I've got
to admit, I'm right flattered, but it's so much work! After all, a person
can't have guests and send them off with empty bellies, can they?

Xander: I see. But you ARE happy to be seeing so much of everyone, correct?

Mozu: Oh, yes! I love it. Everyone's really opened up. I reckon soon this
place will be just like my old village in a lot of ways. But why do you look
so happy, milord?

Xander: Hm? I look happy? What do you mean?

Mozu: You're always wrinkling your forehead and frowning. And now you're
doing neither! You even got some color on your cheeks! I don't think I've
ever seen that before... Wait... Is all this... your doing?

Xander: Hm?

Mozu: Did you ask everyone to come see me after I told you about my village?
.. You did, didn't you?

Xander: That's preposterous. Why would I do such a thing?

Mozu: C'mon! Admit it! I thought it was odd that everyone wanted to see me
all at once.

Xander: It is odd, but I really wouldn't know anything about it.

Mozu: Then what's with that smile of yours? Explain yourself!

Xander: I'm not smiling. I'm just frowning less intensely.

Mozu: Ugh! Fine, have it your way. You know, I thought the crown prince of
Nohr would be real stuck up and scary. But I guess I was wrong. He's a big
ol' softie! And I'm lucky to know him.

Xander: No, I keep telling you, I didn't do a thing. You've got the wrong
idea entirely.

Mozu: How long are you gonna keep that act up? Just admit it so I can thank
you already!
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Mozu S

Mozu: Lord Xander! I've got a present for you.

Xander: Mozu, you really didn't have to-

Mozu: I owed you one! So I made you as much food as I thought you could eat.
Here, try this first! It's a special soup my ma used to make.

Xander: Well, it would not become a prince to turn down such a fine gift. I
don't think I've ever seen food like this before. *munch munch munch* This is
delicious! There's a simple warmth to these dishes that I find... comforting.
Thank you, Mozu.

Mozu: I'm glad you feel that way. This food is very important to me. I feel
like, in a way, my village lives on through these dishes.

Xander: Mmmm. Truly incredible. I can't stop eating!

Mozu: Teehee. ... Lord Xander... is it possible for a prince to... ah...
well... love a commoner?

Xander: Hm?

Mozu: Er... nothing. I'm sorry. I was just mumbling to myself, is all.
Hahaha. *sigh* I'm such a chowderhead. I don't know what I was going on
about. I'm sorry.

Xander: I see. Yes.

Mozu: Huh?

Xander: I wanted to ask you for the recipe to this soup.

Mozu: Oh. Haha, silly me. I thought you were saying something else. Shouldn't
have got my hopes up like that. Of course you can have the recipe.

Xander: No, don't misunderstand me.

Mozu: Huh?

Xander: I did say yes in answer to your question. It is possible for a prince
to love a commoner. I just also wished to ask you for the recipe.

Mozu: Oh. Well... uh... thank you.

Xander: You see, I would like to make this soup for you sometime. It appears
to be very precious to you, and I can think of no better gift. It alone would
be capable of showing you the depth of my feelings.

Mozu: Wha- Your feelings?!

Xander: Yes. I have fallen for you, Mozu.

Mozu: You've fallen for me? ME? You wouldn't pull a poor country girl's leg,
would you?

Xander: I am serious. I have never and would never say something I did not
mean.

Mozu: So... then... will you be with me, Prince Xander?

Xander: I will, if you'll have me. Now, please, sit and share some of this
food with me. From now on, you do not serve me. We stand side by side.

Mozu: Oh, goodness. Dreams do come true!
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A1. Effie C

Xander: Effie. Do you have a moment?

Effie: Lord Xander... Is anything the matter?

Xander: No, at the moment all is calm. I just decided that I'd like to spend
more time conversing with my fellow soldiers. So, if there's anything on your
mind, I'd like to hear about it. Do you have any suggestions, comments, or
complaints?

Effie: Complaints?

Xander: How is your relationship with Lady Elise? All is well, I hope?

Effie: Oh, it's perfect. I am prepared, as always, to protect her to my
utmost ability. I push myself to the max in every workout and battle for her.
I consume plate after plate of food for her. And when the food's all gone, I
scavenge for more. For her. I must be strong!

Xander: Excellent. We should all be so lucky to fall under your protection.
But tell me, is there anything that makes you unhappy? Please, speak freely.

Effie: If anything, I am somewhat dissatisfied with my own performance.

Xander: How so? It seems to me you go above and beyond in all you do.

Effie: It's just... I hold myself to an impossibly high standard. In some
ways I feel I've plateaued, but I want to take my training further. I've
tried everything, but it's been difficult to make any progress...

Xander: I see. Well, I'm certain you have yet to reach your maximum
potential. Have you consulted with Arthur? He seems to take his personal
fitness quite seriously. You should have a word with him. Perhaps he'll have
some workout tips for you.

Effie: Sound advice, milord. I will do just that.
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Effie B

Xander: Ah, Effie. Did you ever meet with Arthur about your training?

Effie: Yes, milord. He observed one of my workouts, and then we... uh...
sparred.

Xander: Fantastic.

Effie: Er, yes. Although, to be honest, the sparring was not particularly
useful.

Xander: Oh?

Effie: Well, it's just... Arthur didn't offer much in the way of competition.
Although, in all fairness, it wasn't really his fault.

Xander: Please, elaborate.

Effie: Certainly, milord. Just as Arthur was getting into his battle stance,
a bee flew up his nose! Flailing about in confusion, he stumbled across a
tree root and lost his balance. We were, unfortunately, positioned near the
top of a particularly steep ravine...

Xander: Ah, no need to continue. I can guess what happened next.

Effie: So... you don't want to hear about the part where he was struck by
lightning?

Xander: *sigh* Poor Arthur. He seems almost cursed somehow...

Effie: True... Anyway, Lord Xander, I am still in search of new training
methods. Our enemies grow stronger by the day, and I fear I am falling
behind.

Xander: I understand, Effie. I will give this matter some more thought.
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Effie A

Xander: Effie, I've been giving a great deal of thought to your training
regimen. I believe I have arrived at what is hopefully an acceptable
solution. Why don't you spar with me?

Effie: Are you serious? I'd be honored to spar with you, milord!

Xander: Then draw your weapon and prepare yourself. I shall not hold back.

Effie: Wait, right this actual second?
(Weapon clang)
Effie: Gah... I wasn't ready!

Xander: That's no excuse! Come! Attack!
(Weapon clang)

Effie: Urgh...

Xander: What's wrong with you, Effie? I've seen you in battle-you're better
than this! Where's that legendary work ethic? Show me what you've got. NOW!

Effie: Lord Xander! I... I can't!
(Time passes)
Effie: Ughhhh... *huff* *huff*

Xander: I must admit, I'm disappointed in you, Effie. Why didn't you give it
your all?

Effie: I don't know, milord. I... I just couldn't motivate myself! I don't
have a problem sparring with the others... Perhaps it's because you're my
superior. Making myself attack you is like making myself attack Lady Elise.

Xander: But sparring is all about imagining you are truly in a fight for your
life. Ah, I know. Why not pretend that I have lost my mind?

Effie: Lost your mind, milord? How could that...? No... that simply could
never happen!

Xander: That's enough, Effie. You must now force yourself to imagine the
impossible. Imagine I have lost all sense of self and am determined to kill
Elise. Are you just going to stand there and watch?

Effie: I think I'm going to be sick just thinking about it...

Xander: Now, now. You really do take things quite seriously, don't you?
Perhaps I have put you in a tough situation. For that, I apologize. Let's
call it a day, shall we? It's time for supper, anyway. A hearty meal would do
you good. In fact, I order you to eat to your heart's content.

Effie: Eat as much as I want? Really? Is that going to be OK? Because I'm not
sure there would be enough for everyone else...

Xander: Haha! Of course, I had forgotten about your voracious appetite. Well,
think of it as a new type of sparring... between you and the cooks. I have a
suspicion that this battle will leave you feeling rejuvenated. So! Take up
your fork and spoon, and on my command... DESTROY.

Effie: Sir, yes, sir!
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Effie S

Xander: Ah, Effie. Thank you for joining me. I know we're a bit off the
beaten path.

Effie: That's all right, milord... It's nice here. And I wanted to thank you
for the other day. I think that gigantic meal got me back on track. I'm
feeling better!

Xander: Ah, yes. The great battle between the food pantry and Effie was a
draw. Not for lack of effort on either side, I might add. I was... impressed.

Effie: Well, thank you again. I'd like to think that all that food is making
me stronger as we speak.

Xander: Speaking of your training... I have devised a rigorous workout for
you.

Effie: Oh? Tell me more!

Xander: Feast your eyes... on THIS!

Effie: Milord? All I see is a massive pile of boulders. And I already use
those for training.

Xander: Effie, I was thinking of building a home here. A magnificent new
villa. And I realized that your training might dovetail nicely with my plans.

Effie: But I don't know anything about construction...

Xander: Never mind that. I have all the details of this new castle worked
out. All I need is the brute force to carry, break, and stack the boulders to
make walls. What do you think? Would that not be a challenging training
regimen?

Effie: It does sound challenging...

Xander: There's one more thing. When the castle is complete, we shall both
live there.

Effie: Live... together?

Xander: Yes, as man and wife.

Effie: HAHAHAHA! I'm sorry, what?

Xander: I don't understand what's so funny. I'm asking for your hand in
marriage! Will you marry me, Effie?

Effie: Gods, you're serious! I... I don't know what to say! Lord Xander... In
my most fevered dreams, I never imagined myself as your bride! I mean...
you're a prince! I'm just a retainer. How could such an arrangement work?

Xander: I understand your reluctance. So... is that a no?

Effie: Lord Xander, I consider you the greatest leader and man in the kingdom
of Nohr. I want to accept your proposal, but...

Xander: Why do you look so uneasy?

Effie: I'm worried that it may affect my relationship with Lady Elise.

Xander: Effie. Darling. I am fully aware of how much you value your
relationship with Elise. That is why I have already set aside a room for her
in the castle plans.

Effie: You have! Oh, that's so considerate of you! She'll love that! If that
is the case, Lord Xander, then my answer is yes. Yes, I will marry you!

Xander: Then it's decided.

Effie: Oh, I can't wait to get to work! Can I go ahead and start?

Xander: Very well, how about starting with this large boulder?

Effie: Large? Pfft. I'm so pumped up right now, this thing looks like a
pebble. HRRRGH! (Damage dealt)

Xander: Gods! Go easy on those boulders, Effie!
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A1. Nyx C

Nyx: Prince Xander, is there anything that troubles you?

Xander: An odd and unprovoked question. Why do you ask it?

Nyx: It's rude to answer one question with another. And I asked first. Is
there anything that troubles you?

Xander: No. Not at the moment...

Nyx: ... You dissemble, prince, but I know the truth.

Xander: If memory serves... you are a soothsayer, are you not?

Nyx: Yes. And?

Xander: My apologies, Nyx, but I believe the art to be a sham and a ruse.

Nyx: Do you now...? Then it is fortunate that I am not relating a prophecy.

Xander: Oh? Say what you will, but I have no troubles. I must go hence to
plan the next offensive. Unless you foresee disaster there too?

Nyx: No. But promise me this. Come see me before the strain becomes too much
to bear.

Xander: ... If you insist.
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Nyx B

Xander: I'm curious, Nyx. What are you so certain that I'm worried about?

Nyx: Hmhm. You came straight away, I see. Didn't you say that soothsaying was
a sham and a ruse?

Xander: Answering a question with a question, are we?

Nyx: Haha! Well done. But you surprised me. I didn't think you'd come.

Xander: Answer the question, please. What did you think was troubling me?

Nyx: May I be frank?

Xander: You have my leave.

Nyx: It's the war. The fighting troubles you.

Xander: The war?

Nyx: Yes. The truth is that you have no desire to kill your enemies. But in
war, their lives can mean nothing. You must have no qualms in taking them.
This puts you in a difficult position. You seem to be in pain.

Xander: ...

Nyx: You are noble in spirit as well as blood. As the eldest prince, you
always put your kingdom first. But that is also your weakness.

Xander: Do tell.

Nyx: You should not have to sublimate your own feelings for the greater good.
You must give them voice and be true to yourself on occasion. ... That is
all.

Xander: So noted. Tell me, on what grounds do you say all of this?

Nyx: Must I explain myself?

Xander: Soothsaying, then. I thought as much. So, you truly are aware of my
feelings on the subject. Interesting. I must be going now. Thank you for your
time. Good day, Nyx.

Nyx: ... That is regrettable. For myself, and for you as well.
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Nyx A

Nyx: Prince Xander, we must talk.

Xander: If this is more soothsaying...

Nyx: No. You asked me before what grounds I had to say those things. You
assumed I knew what I did through soothsaying, but that is not the truth.

Xander: Then what is?

Nyx: ... In you, I saw something that felt familiar.

Xander: How so?

Nyx: The crown prince of Nohr must surely know why I am called a monster.

Xander: I do.

Nyx: I am forever young in form, and not through any fault in my bloodline.
Why do you think that is?

Xander: I... I couldn't say.

Nyx: Even at a young age, I was skilled in the dark arts. I cast eldritch
spells with ease. But the power proved too much for a child. One spell, cast
half in jest, cost many people their lives. The toll it took on me caused my
body to be frozen in time.

Xander: ...

Nyx: There were times when I wanted to die rather than deal with what
happened. But I live on, hoping that someday I might find a way to atone for
my crimes. Despite this, I've found that my talents lie mostly in dealing
more death. It makes one wonder what the point of it all is. If all I do is
kill, am I really winning my salvation? Or something else?

Xander: ... You and I may be more alike than I thought. I'd like to discuss
this further, if you have the time.

Nyx: I'll listen as long as you wish. Even if I don't look it, I'm old enough
that I might have some useful advice for you.
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Nyx S

Nyx: You summoned me, Prince Xander?

Xander: I have a proposal for you. I want to grant you noble status. Would
you like to be the Queen of Nohr?

Nyx: What?!

Xander: Your shock is understandable, but know that my proposal is genuine.
As proof, I present you with this ring.

Nyx: ... I'm honored-thrilled, even-but are you sure about this? To wed an
outsider...

Xander: The kingdom of Nohr is strongly unified. Yet even so, it is more
fragile than it seems. An objective point of view such as yours would be
valuable. Moreover, you are courageous, calm, and collected, with a sharp
mind. All of those are qualities befitting a queen. But above all else, you
are the one whom I love.

Nyx: But... the things I've done...

Xander: In terms of lives claimed, I am not far behind you on that grim
tally. If there is any way for us to atone... it is by stopping the fight
here. Together, we shall ensure such a burden never touches another
generation. You and I will be the cornerstone of a new era of Nohr.

Nyx: ... Intriguing. I see no reason to refuse your proposal.

Xander: Wonderful! This is a bright day both for us and for Nohr.

Nyx: But you know that due to my curse, I will remain in this state. I will
never age. You don't mind that in a wife?

Xander: It is not precisely what I envisioned for my queen, but we will make
it work.

Nyx: I suppose I at least will never fear you abandoning me for someone
younger...

Xander: That's absurd. If that were all that drove my decision, I'd have
proposed to a brainless courtier.

Nyx: Hmhmhm, a very good point. Thank you... dear Xander.
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A1. Selena C

Selena: Lord Xander!

Xander: Yes, Selena?

Selena: What were you doing in there?!

Xander: You mean in the war council meeting? Was my behavior amiss?

Selena: Well, not more than usual. But... yes. Ugh. I guess if no one else
will tell you, it's up to me. You're way too rigid! There, I said it.

Xander: Too... rigid? Is that so?

Selena: It's OK to be a little bit uptight now and then, but that's all you
ever are! What you need is a sense of humor.

Xander: I apologize if my... rigidity has offended you. I simply do not have
time to concern myself with such frivolities. All of my efforts must be
focused upon improving the welfare of my people. Is a sense of humor really
necessary for that?

Selena: Yes, it is! Big-time! How else will you make your people love you?

Xander: I'm more concerned about their well-being than about winning their
favor. I value strength and integrity. There is no need for me to pander.

Selena: You wouldn't be pandering. You'd just be showing another side of
yourself. Besides, subjects want to love their kings. They'll be happier if
you let them.

Xander: Hm. I suppose those are fair points...

Selena: So we've just got to find your funny bone. It will be a great boon
for Nohr. I'm sure of it.

Xander: Hmph. If you say so.

Selena: If you'd like, I can give you a lesson or two. Just think about it,
yeah?

Xander: Very well. I shall take it under consideration.
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Selena B

Selena: You came! Beautiful! Ready for day one of comedy class?

Xander: ...

Selena: Hey, c'mon! Let's turn that frown upside down! I'm proud of you,
working so hard to please your kingdom like this. Once you've got your
comedic talents up to snuff, nothing will stand in your way! All of Nohr will
worship the ground you walk on!

Xander: I'm not sure that's necessary to-

Selena: OK, let's get started! First, imagine we're in another war council
meeting and someone says, "Hold it!" What would you say? Remember, answer
with humor.

Xander: I'd say... "Hold what?"

Selena: Not quite... You should say something more like, "Hold it? But my
hands are full!" Did you get it? It's funny because they don't mean "hold"
like that! Get it? Do you get it? Tell me you get it.

Xander: ... Do people truly find such things funny?

Selena: Hey, who's the comedy teacher, here? I said it's funny, so it's
funny, right? Anyway, you say that and everyone will see that you're human
too. You'll charm the whole room!

Xander: I'm not so certain. I think they would be angry I was wasting time
with jokes. How can I sit here and jest while my people are miserable? I am
their prince. So long as a single Nohrian is suffering, I mustn't allow
myself to engage in levity.

Selena: Riiight. Look, just trust me on this. Can you do that for me? Just
give it a shot! Everyone will love it!

Xander: Hm... Well, if you're certain, I suppose I shall try to keep your
recommendation in mind.
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Selena A

Selena: Lord Xander! How goes your humor practice? Have you tried to tell any
jokes to anyone?

Xander: Yes. I tried your joke about being unable to hold things with my
siblings.

Selena: Really? That's great! How did it go?

Xander: Terribly.

Selena: Huh?

Xander: I abandoned all shame and said it exactly as you told me to,
gesticulations and all. But then everyone got quiet and Camilla looked
extremely concerned. Leo and Avatar ran off to find a healer. Elise was
crying and saying something about my poor head. I knew immediately that I had
made a grave mistake. So I told them I was just feeling silly after having a
little too much to drink. It was humiliating, an emotion unbefitting a
prince, and one I'm quite unfamiliar with.

Selena: Oh. I'm sorry it went so poorly. I mean, that this is my fault. It
was probably your delivery. The joke is hilarious! Right? Right. Gets me
every time. But I see why it happened. You're always so stern, it must be odd
to see you joke.

Xander: If it's so odd, then why did you make me try it in the first place?

Selena: Well, that's why I'm apologizing! I should have known better. It's
just... you always look so upset. I've never seen your brow unfurrowed. I
thought that if I taught you a few jokes, it might help relieve some of your
stress. But it looks like I failed miserably.

Xander: You mean... this wasn't for Nohr? You just wanted me to be happier?

Selena: D-don't get the wrong idea! You just looked so ridiculous, I had to
intervene!  I didn't do it for you. Or Lady Camilla. It's not that I thought
she'd like to see you smile... ... She worries about you all the time, you
know?

Xander: So that's what this is about. Selena...

Selena: Bah! Don't start with me.

Xander: I just want to thank you. Camilla is blessed to have a retainer like
you in her service.

Selena: But... Lady Camilla didn't like my joke either, did she?

Xander: Er... no.

Selena: Ugh. I guess that's that. I'll have to think of something else. But
don't think I'm letting you off the hook that easily. Your days of being a
stuffy, joyless prince are numbered. You hear me?

Xander: Haha. All right. I look forward to hearing your next suggestion.
Thank you, Selena.
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Selena S

Selena: Lord Xander. There's something I need to apologize for.

Xander: Oh, so you're finally apologizing for your "hold it" joke, hm?

Selena: No. Well, there's that too, I guess. But- Wait, was that a joke?!
Anyway... I wanted to say I'm sorry for trying to change you. In fact, I
think it might be better for you to stay just the way you are.

Xander: Better? Even though everyone thinks I'm stiff and intimidating?

Selena: Er... about that. You know how I said everyone felt that way? They
don't. Or, they might, but I've never heard them say it. It's just... how I
felt.

Xander: Oh?

Selena: I mean, when I first came to the castle, I thought you'd never stop
glaring at me! How was a poor, gentle maiden such as myself supposed to feel?

Xander: A poor, gentle maiden? You?

Selena: *ahem*

Xander: Ah, apologies. Please continue.

Selena: Lady Camilla told me you were neither scary nor stuffy. She said that
you're a compassionate, kind man who puts his family and friends first. Now I
know beyond a doubt that she was right. And that's enough. You don't have to
learn to be goofy or funny. You just have to be you.

Xander: Thank you. It makes me very happy to hear you say that. It also makes
this next part easier.

Selena: Next part?

Xander: Yes. Please, give me your hand. Selena... will you marry me?

Selena: C-come again?

Xander: You're the only one in the whole world who speaks so openly with me.
I don't think that any other woman is as fit to be the queen of Nohr as you
are.

Selena: But... Xander... I can't be the queen of Nohr!

Xander: Preposterous. Whyever not?

Selena: Well, I have to go home eventually...

Xander: Home?

Selena: But if I left... I'd never see you again... No, I just can't think
about that now! OK. I'll do it. Come what may. Very well, Prince Xander. I
will gladly accept your hand in marriage.

Xander: You will?

Selena: How can I say no when you have that dreamy smile on your face? When
you smile, you're cool AND cute. A girl could get used to that face! But
honestly, I like you best as you usually are, stern looks and all. You're the
unconquered prince with a kind heart. The man... the man I love. There's no
need for you to be anything else. At least, not with me.

Xander: Thank you, Selena. Let us go tell the others our happy news.
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A1. Beruka C

Beruka: Damn bloodstain...

Xander: Hello, Beruka.

Beruka: Why won't you come off?

Xander: Beruka, did you hear me?

Beruka: Lord Xander. Hello.

Xander: You seem quite focused on cleaning your weapon. Something troubling
you?

Beruka: Do you need something, milord?

Xander: No, nothing important. I just sometimes enjoy conversing with my
allies.

Beruka: Really. Well, you should be more careful when approaching an armed
soldier.

Xander: Excuse me? What do you mean by that?

Beruka: Just that someone in your position must have numerous enemies. You
can't afford to relax your guard.
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Xander: But we are in camp-are you saying that I'm in danger, even when
surrounded by allies?

Beruka: I don't want to go into detail. I apologize if I sound cryptic. Just
know that there are words in this world that, once said, would change all.

Xander: I still don't understand what you mean.

Beruka: I'm sorry, Lord Xander. I can say no more.

Xander: Hmm...
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Beruka B

Xander: Beruka, I believe I have determined what you were trying to tell me
the other day.

Beruka: Indeed, milord?

Xander: Someone has hired you to assassinate me, haven't they?

Beruka: You know that I cannot disclose anything about my contracts.

Xander: But I am correct, am I not?

Beruka: *sigh* How did you know?

Xander: I didn't, until just now. But I had a feeling. Who gave the order?

Beruka: I can't say.

Xander: Why haven't you attempted to kill me yet? I assume that once
assassins have a target, they move without hesitation. Even if they know the
person. You more than most. Didn't you accept a contract to kill your old
teacher?

Beruka: Perhaps I am still planning.

Xander: I am here, right now. If you are going to try and kill me, let's get
it over with.

Beruka: M-milord?!

Xander: Why are you hesitating? Is the great assassin Beruka so easily
intimidated? I can understand why, of course. Cross blades with me, and
you'll surely lose. Despite your skill, I simply won't allow myself to lose-
for the good of Nohr. When it comes to defending my kingdom, I won't let
anything stop me.

Beruka: I do not doubt your dedication, milord.

Xander: Is that why you still do not strike, then? Perhaps you prefer
sticking to the shadows until the moment is right. That's fine. There is no
advantage in the world that will ensure your victory.

Beruka: ...
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Beruka A

Beruka: Lord Xander...

Xander: Has the time finally come, Beruka?

Beruka: It has not, milord. I am here to give you a report.

Xander: Very well. What is it?

Beruka: I have information about the demise of the man who wanted you dead.

Xander: Demise? You said nothing of the person being dead when last we spoke.

Beruka: That is because I had not yet killed him.

Xander: I do not understand.

Beruka: I saw the conviction in your eyes last time we spoke. I hadn't ever
seen what it looks like when someone carries the weight of a kingdom. But
when you spoke, I could see that you would do anything to protect Nohr. No
amount of money could compete with that determination.

Xander: Pathetic. You tucked your tail once you saw strength and then killed
your employer to save face.

Beruka: You are incorrect, milord. I am Lady Camilla's retainer now, and I
will continue to serve her faithfully. If I had killed you, it would have
hurt Lady Camilla badly. When I confronted my potential employer and said as
much, he attacked me. His death was an act of self-defense, not betrayal. I
never accepted his contract.

Xander: Which means... you did not go back on your word.

Beruka: Correct, milord. However, after today I will resign from this army.

Xander: Why, Beruka?

Beruka: Because, for a time, I did consider taking that contract. You
shouldn't have someone like me fighting by your side.

Xander: No. I do not accept your resignation. Despite being tempted, you
remained loyal to my sister, and thus to me. If I banished everyone who so
much as considered dishonorable actions... Well, I imagine Nohr would be a
rather empty kingdom. Compassion is important for he who would see himself as
king one day.

Beruka: I think I understand, milord.

Xander: Good. I will be counting on you in the coming battles, Beruka.

Beruka: Thank you, Lord Xander. I will continue to faithfully serve the
kingdom of Nohr. Not just for Camilla... but also for you.
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Beruka S

Xander: Beruka, I have had trouble tracking you down since our last
conversation.

Beruka: I did not want to remind you of my near betrayal, milord.

Xander: I understand, but I must tell you... Your absence has wounded me more
than those events ever could have.

Beruka: I... don't understand.

Xander: Beruka, will you marry me? I have procured this ring as proof of my
commitment to you.

Beruka: Milord, I... I'm so happy to hear those words from you. But... is
someone like me, an assassin, truly a worthy queen of Nohr?

Xander: Of course. In fact, you are the perfect fit. Nohr needs a queen who
is familiar with the dark side of life, not just the light. So tell me,
Beruka-what do you say? I eagerly await your answer...

Beruka: I don't know what to say, milord. I have the strangest sensation.
It's like how I felt after my first kill. My heart is racing, and I feel like
I have butterflies in my stomach. I have but one question, Lord Xander. If
you had to kill me in order to save Nohr, would you do it?

Xander: ... I would, yes. Though it would haunt me until my dying day.

Beruka: Good. I don't want to come between you and your kingdom. I will
gladly accept your marriage proposal.

Xander: You've made me so happy, Beruka. I'm sorry if this seems sudden, but
you've always been so guarded about yourself... If possible, I'd love to see
where you grew up.

Beruka: You want to see the slums? Are you sure? It's a dangerous, unsavory
place...

Xander: I know, but I want to learn everything about you-about what made you
who you are. I want to share in your sorrows as well as your joys, if you'll
allow me.

Beruka: Xander... It would be my great joy to share that with you. Thank
you... my love.
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A1. Peri C

Peri: Waaah... Waaaaaaaaah! WAAAAAH! *sob*

Xander: Peri? What's the matter?

Peri: Hi, Lord Xander... *sob*

Xander: Calm yourself, Peri. Tell me, why are you crying?

Peri: I just... It's just... *sniffle*

Xander: Speak, Peri. Consider that an order.

Peri: ... OK, you asked for it. Everyone keeps yelling at me!

Xander: They're scolding you? Whatever for?

Peri: They say... they say I... They say I'm a bad retainer! *sob*

Xander: Nonsense! I don't think that's for them to decide. Why would they say
that?

Peri: It's because I'm not... What was it again? Oh yeah. Not respectful.
They say I don't respect you enough. That I talk too casual to you. Like
that's a bad thing!

Xander: Ah, I see.

Peri: I really do appreciate all you've done for me! But people say I don't.
They say if I was really grateful, I would act like it. But this is how I've
always talked! I don't even know how to change! I don't know what to doooooo!
*sob*

Xander: I see what this is about now... Thank you for telling me of this,
Peri. Please keep your chin up. I'm certain your sadness will soon pass.
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Peri B

Peri: Waaaaaaaaah! *sob*

Xander: Peri. You must stop crying and listen.

Peri: Oh! Lord Xander...?

Xander: First, you must know that your manner of speech has never mattered to
me. But having said that, I've considered your problem at length.

Xander: I have decided that you have free rein to behave however you wish.

Peri: So... I can just talk how I normally talk?

Xander: That's right. If you want lessons in formal speech, I can give you
some advice. But if not, you needn't change a thing.

Peri: Huh... I... I want to try learning. I'm sick of getting nagged about
it! If this keeps up, anyone who talks to me about etiquette will need a
tourniquet!

Xander: Understood. Then allow me to bestow a few pointers.

Peri: That sounds great! Thank you!

Xander: I shall start by letting you in on a secret. When nobles speak, we
typically consider our words with great care. We take time to build up a
large vocabulary that we may properly convey our thoughts.

Peri: You mean, you use fancy words?

Xander: Ha! That's one way to look at it. Once you build up a proper
vocabulary, it's easier to speak formally. I swear, it's not as hard as it
first seems.

Peri: That's all it takes? OK! I'll give it a shot! *ahem* Thou Lord Xander!
Would thine desirest to ride to the batt-um, the kerfuffle with us?

Xander: ... "Thou" is a pronoun. You don't use it with a name. Also, it is an
informal pronoun... As for "kerfuffle"-

Peri: Whaaat?! That was wrong? I don't get it... This is too hard!

Xander: "Lord Xander! Is it your will to ride into battle with us this day?"
That would be how it's said with the proper formalities. Now you try.

Peri: How can I?! I don't get it at all! You lied, Lord Xander! This is WAY
too hard to keep straight!

Xander: Don't get discouraged. It takes practice. Here's how you could have
said that... Repeat after me. "This is far too burdensome to put into
practice!" That's how a refined lady might say it. Now you try.

Peri: This is far too... burdensome... to put into practice.

Xander: Excellent! Very good, Peri.

Peri: ... I hate this! I give up. I'm just gonna talk like normal!

Xander: Peri...

Peri: I mean, I know how much I appreciate you! What does it matter how I act
as long as my feelings are real? ... Does that make sense, Lord Xander?

Xander: It does. I admit to feeling discomfited, hearing you try to speak
formally. You're a valuable asset to us. I don't want your morale lowered
over such matters. You have my blessing to proceed as before.

Peri: So it's OK?

Xander: Yes. I will inform the others.

Peri: Thanks! You're the best, Lord Xander!
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Peri A

Peri: Lord Xander! Thanks for talking to everyone. No one yells at me
anymore!

Xander: I'm pleased to hear that the matter is settled. It's good to see you
smiling again.

Peri: Heehee! Thanks!

Xander: Do you remember when I first brought you to the castle? The smile on
your face now is identical to the one you displayed then.

Peri: Sure I remember! You liked the way I handled myself in the nobles'
fighting tourney. So you brought me to the castle and made me your retainer.

Xander: That feels as if it was ages ago, though in truth not much time has
passed.

Peri: I've always wondered, Lord Xander... Why did you bring me to the
castle? I didn't win the tourney. I came in, what, third? Fourth? Why call me
up instead of the champion?

Xander: It was your class.

Peri: Like, in school? But I never graduated...

Xander: No, as in your caliber as a person. Your quality.

Peri: My caliber? But I didn't win.

Xander: Is that what you were thinking about during the tournament? Winning?

Peri: Not really. I just thought it would be fun.

Xander: Yes. And despite that mind-set, and your lack of preparation, you
still placed highly. It showed me how vast your potential was. That is why I
chose you for service. I wanted strong retainers, who could be counted on not
to lose their lives in battle.

Peri: In that case, you know how to pick 'em, Lord Xander! I'd NEVER go down
without a fight! But do you ever have second thoughts? Like, you wish you'd
picked someone else?

Xander: Never.

Peri: Yippee! And I never regret signing up! I'd do anything for you, Lord
Xander!

Xander: Thank you, Peri. Your words are much appreciated.
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Peri S

Xander: Peri, I must speak with you. It is a matter of some importance.

Peri: What's up, Lord Xander?

Xander: Do you remember when we discussed my reasons for choosing you as a
retainer?

Peri: Yeah! Something to do with my class?

Xander: Yes. And that is as true now as it ever was. But since that day, I've
come to notice another admirable quality... One I perhaps value even more.

Peri: Oh yeah? What's better than my class?

Xander: Well, it has to do with the sort of woman you are...

Peri: What do you mean, Lord Xander?

Xander: *sigh* It's hard to find the right words. I'll just say it as best I
can. I sense a quality in you that has nothing to do with your prowess in
combat.

Peri: Huh? Like what?

Xander: I think that you... I think perhaps... I think you might make a fine
wife... and a future queen of Nohr, at that.

Peri: HUH?! Are you saying...?

Xander: I've had an eye on you ever since I summoned you to the castle. Your
style of speech is not an issue. Nohr has had many eccentric queens. Your
loyalty has been tested time and time again and found to be perfectly firm.
In every way, you seem eminently suitable. And so...

Peri: Wait, what? I still don't get it! Say it so I can understand.

Xander: I'm putting it as simply as I know how... Let me try this again. In
the plainest terms possible... Peri, I'm quite fond of you.

Peri: Ohhhh! OK! I feel the same way! I love you too, Lord Xander!

Xander: As a prince, yes?

Peri: Yep!

Xander: I see...

Peri: But I love you in other ways too! Just like how I talk doesn't change
the way I feel... I love you whether you're a prince or not! I love
everything about you, Lord Xander!

Xander: Peri...

Peri: What about you? Would you love me whether I'm your retainer or not?

Xander: Indeed, I would. I love every aspect of you.

Peri: Teehee! Well, there you go, then!

Xander: Well, in that case... Shall we go select a ring together? Nothing but
the finest will do.

Peri: Oooh! Yes, please! I really do love you, Xander! You'll be my favorite
forever and ever!
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A1. Charlotte C

Charlotte: Hello, Prince Xander. You sent for me?

Xander: Indeed, Charlotte. Take a seat.

Charlotte: Um, all right... Milord, you've got such a scowl on your face, and
yet it's as wonderful as ever! *swoon*

Xander: ...

Charlotte: Is something bothering you, milord?

Xander: This is meant to be a serious conversation. I have received less than
flattering reports about you lately.

Charlotte: Bad reports? I don't understand.

Xander: It appears you've been completely ignoring army regulations. Numerous
times. Can you explain yourself?

Charlotte: I'm causing a disruption in the army? I didn't realize anything
was wrong...

Xander: Don't give me that. You know exactly what you've been doing. You hold
a rank above the average soldier, and your behavior is not appropriate. Do
not behave in such a way that will embarrass Nohr.

Charlotte: I wasn't trying to cause any-

Xander: This is just a warning. Heed it, or there will be more dire
consequences.

Charlotte: ... Tsk... He must be talking about my flirtations... I'll need to
change how I do things.

Xander: Did you say something just now?

Charlotte: Not I, milord. It must have been the wind you heard!
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Charlotte B

Charlotte: Prince Xaaaaaandeeerrrr!

Xander: Charlotte? What do you need?

Charlotte: I don't need anything, milord! I'm here because I prepared a lunch
for you!

Xander: You made me lunch?

Charlotte: Yes indeed. I poured an extra amount of love into it, just for
you! Please, give it a try.

Xander: I see. Thank you for making this for me. It is nearing lunchtime, so
I may as well. It all looks pretty good, too. Maybe I'll try some of this...

Charlotte: I made sure to use only the most healthy of ingredients, milord. I
know your life is very demanding, so this meal was made to give you lots of
energy!

Xander: Ah, the taste is excellent. I'll admit it; this is a good meal.

Charlotte: Thank you for the compliment, milord!

Xander: So, what's your next move?

Charlotte: Excuse me?

Xander: You've demonstrated that you can prepare an exceptional meal. What
comes next?

Charlotte: I'm sorry, milord. I don't understand what you're saying...

Xander: This is how you make yourself more popular with the men in camp, is
it not? I told you before, I've gotten reports.

Charlotte: ... Usually I'd lean in to point out something in the meal,
casually brushing against them. Like this...

Xander: Stop. We've already talked about your behavior and how it needs to
stop.

Charlotte: My apologies... But... is what I'm doing really so wrong? It seems
like something men enjoy.

Xander: If you have time to work out how to catch the eyes of those around
you... you have time to train yourself for combat.

Charlotte: I... Um... Yes, milord.
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Charlotte A

Xander: Hnmpf! HAAH!

Charlotte: It seems Prince Xander is working on his swordsmanship today... I
still can't believe I've found a man who can resist my charm. I suppose it's
unsurprising; he is Nohrian royalty, after all. An intimidating man... Ugh.
Snap out of it, Charlotte. Just go apologize to him, and be... Those are
Faceless over there! And they're heading for Prince Xander! Milord! Look out!
(Time passes)

Xander: That was close. Thanks for the aid, Charlotte.

Charlotte: I only did what I had to.

Xander: I am surprised, though... I saw you defeat a Faceless with only your
fists.

Charlotte: I... well... *sigh* Unarmed brawling is probably one of my best
skills.

Xander: If that's true, why do you fight with a weapon?

Charlotte: I don't think such a talent would be all that appealing to the
men.

Xander: You seem so concerned with how others see you. Why? I'm sure you'd
have just as many admirers if you hid less from the world.

Charlotte: It's nice of you to say such a thing, but not everyone shares your
mind-set. And I've experienced personally being rejected for showing my real
self.

Xander: Charlotte...

Charlotte: I was born into a family of peasants. We had very, very little. I
always dreamed of the vast riches the nobility possessed. That's why I'm so
concerned with how men see me. It's my dream to find my way into that life. I
won't let anything stand in my way.

Xander: Heh. You're pretty honest once you drop the act.

Charlotte: I apologize for disrupting the army. But I also won't change how I
act. If that's not acceptable, I can depart at first light tomorrow.

Xander: There is no need to adjust your behavior.

Charlotte: ... What?

Xander: Behave within reason. I don't want to read any more odd reports. Do
that, and you may do... whatever it is you call what you do.

Charlotte: R-really? Thank you, Prince Xander!
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Charlotte S

Xander: Thanks for coming so quickly, Charlotte.

Charlotte: Of course, Prince Xander. But... isn't this place reserved for
members of the royal family?

Xander: It is, yes.

Charlotte: I'm deeply moved... I've always wondered what it was like to be
here. But, why...

Xander: I would like for you to be able to come here whenever you wish. But
for that to be possible, I must admit my feelings...

Charlotte: What are you... W-wait a minute... I know I'm normally a little...
silly, but can I say something up front and direct?

Xander: Of course.

Charlotte: This... is messed up!! Are you telling me you've fallen for me?!
Because I'm warning you, I get revenge for jokes made at my expense!

Xander: ...

Charlotte: But if that isn't the case, then I apologize for my words. I'm
just struggling to understand what you're saying.

Xander: Charlotte, I've felt a strong attraction to you since we first met. I
would have said something sooner, but I was hesitant. I thought a
relationship between us would be too complicated.

Charlotte: Complicated? How would it be complicated?

Xander: I felt that a prince should only be with someone of noble blood. But
as I thought about it more, and as I learned more about you... I realized it
wasn't an impossible situation in the least. I'm sure that we can work
together to overcome any hardship.

Charlotte: You're really fine with this? Wouldn't I become Queen of Nohr in
the future?

Xander: You would. And that's what I would like.

Charlotte: Well... I suppose I'll need to let my parents know my situation
has changed a bit... Explaining the increase in how much money I send them
each month, heehee.

Xander: Hah, of course you send money to them. It's important to care for
one's parents.

Charlotte: Xander, I'm so excited for our future! Could you excuse me for a
moment? I need to just poke my head out this window...

Xander: Of course. What is it you're do-

Charlotte: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Xander: ... Oh, Charlotte. You never cease to amuse me.
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Leo!

A2. Azura C

Azura: You are the ocean's gray waves... ?

Leo: What a lovely melody...

Azura: Leo?! How long have you been standing there?

Leo: I apologize. I was going to say something, but your song entranced me. I
don't think I've ever heard music like that in Nohr.

Azura: ... My mother taught me that song.

Leo: Are you all right? You look a little pale.

Azura: I'm sorry. I just remembered something I've been trying to forget.

Leo: Is it about your time in Nohr? I've heard terrible stories about how you
and your mother were treated.

Azura: Leo, please forgive me. I just realized I'm late to a meeting. Excuse
me.
(Azura leaves)

Leo: Azura, wait!
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Azura B

Azura: Goodness! You all sounded so lovely today. I'll see you again soon.

Leo: Who were those children you were singing with?

Azura: Leo! Shame on you. You know it's not polite to spy on people.

Leo: Please, accept my apologies. I didn't want the singing to end. You
looked so content.

Azura: Are you all right, Leo? You seem upset.

Leo: Yes, to be honest, something is troubling me. Your time in Hoshido was
much happier than your time in Nohr.

Azura: Leo, Nohr was a dark place for me. The Hoshidans were kind.

Leo: I've heard stories about the way my father's servants and mistresses
treated you. I imagine you must hate Nohrians. Wounds inflicted at a young
age always leave scars.

Azura: That may be true, but I don't hate anyone. After all, there are kind
people in Nohr too. You taught me that.

Leo: I did? Thank you, but I'm a bit surprised. I thought you must despise
us. I am so glad to hear you do not.

Azura: Of course I don't despise you. Now, please excuse me. I am needed
elsewhere.
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Azura A

Leo: Azura, may I ask you a favor?

Azura: Certainly.

Leo: I would like to hear you sing a song-start to finish. I'm always missing
some part... I wander in after the beginning, or I interrupt you and I never
hear the end...

Azura: All right, Leo. As you wish.
(Time passes)

Leo: Your voice is truly exceptional. I didn't want you to stop. Thank you,
Azura.

Azura: You're welcome.

Leo: That's the song your mother taught you, isn't it? I can tell how much
she meant to you. Every note is tinged with love.

Azura: My mother showed me that, even in the worst of circumstances, love
never fails. With the right person by your side, even a dark place can be
full of light.

Leo: Azura, I hope you mean that. I'd like to be that kind of person for you.

Azura: Leo... You already are.

Leo: Would you sing for me again? Just one more time...

Azura: It would be my pleasure.
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Azura S

Leo: Azura, I need some advice.

Azura: Oh?

Leo: Say a man has grown to love a woman, but he's afraid to tell her how he
feels. How should he go about proposing? I mean, hypothetically speaking...

Azura: Mmm. That is a difficult situation. The deeper his feelings, the
greater the risk... If she turns him down, his heart will surely be broken.

Leo: Yes. It will.

Azura: But, then again, if he's really fallen for her and she says yes, he'll
be elated.

Leo: Precisely.

Azura: I know this is all hypothetical, but I think it's worth the risk. You
should go ahead and ask her, Leo.

Leo: What?! I wasn't talking about me!

Azura: Of course not. I'm just saying, in theory, if it WAS you, she'd say
yes.

Leo: Do you really think so?

Azura: I'm certain.

Leo: Now you've taken all the fun out of it!

Azura: What?!

Leo: Does it even count if the girl gives him a response before he asks?!

Azura: Heehee, I was just trying to help. You looked so stressed.

Leo: Do I still have to get down on one knee?

Azura: Of course you do! I want to hear you ask me properly.

Leo: As you wish, my love. Azura... will you marry me?

Azura: Weren't you paying attention? The girl said yes.

Leo: You are so frustrating. I can't wait to spend my life with you.
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A2. Felicia C

Felicia: KYAAAAAAH! Not again!
(Dish breaks)

Leo: Felicia... You appear to have dropped another plate. Are you OK?

Felicia: I-I'm so sorry, Lord Leo!

Leo: There's no need to apologize.

Felicia: Urgh... I'm still sorry though...

Leo: Nonsense. I've seen you make plenty of mistakes in the past. This wasn't
the first, and it won't be the last.

Felicia: I guess that's true, milord. I'm not very graceful.

Leo: True. In fact, it is my observation that you are not suited to be a
servant.

Felicia: WHAT?! Don't say that!

Leo: Oh? Why? It's the truth, is it not? One mustn't shy away from the truth,
Felicia. One must face it head on.

Felicia: Please, milord! I'll try harder, I promise! Don't make me leave!

Leo: I wouldn't dismiss you personally, though you do cause us undue grief. I
was not threatening disciplinary action, I was merely offering food for
thought. I implore you to reconsider. This profession may not be the right
line of work for you. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must return to my studies.
Good day, Felicia.

Felicia: Good-bye, Lord Leo...
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Felicia B

Felicia: There we go! Polished and shiny! Now to calmly and carefully carry
them over there...

Leo: Hello, Felicia. What are you doing?

Felicia: Oh! Lord Leo... I was just practicing my maidly duties.

Leo: Oh? I don't think I'll ever understand why you put so much effort into
such things. You are not good at housekeeping, and likely never will be.

Felicia: B-but if I try my hardest...

Leo: Don't fret. It's not as though you have nothing to contribute. There's
another job for which you're much better suited.

Felicia: Huh? What's that?

Leo: Well, you're a remarkable soldier. Though you don't look it, you're
quite the spectacle on the battlefield.

Felicia: Y-yes. Gunter tells me the same thing.

Leo: Then what's the problem? You should cease your duties as a servant
today. You could do so much more for us if you worked as a soldier full-time.

Felicia: Well...

Leo: What's wrong? Is that not an agreeable proposition for you?

Felicia: I don't mind fighting... I'm happy to help out in the war whenever
I'm required to.

Leo: Yes, I know. You are a brave and loyal woman, and you've served us well.

Felicia: But... at the end of the day, I don't want to be a soldier. I want
to be a maid. I might not be perfect at it, but caring for everyone is what I
want most.

Leo: Hmm. Well, I suppose it can't be helped. Do as you please, Felicia.

Felicia: Yes, milord! I'll do my best!
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Felicia A

Leo: Felicia.

Felicia: Yes, milord?

Leo: I've been wondering... What is it that drives you? Why do you want to be
a maid so badly? As a soldier, everyone would recognize and respect your
skills.

Felicia: It's because I want those who cared for me to be proud of me.

Leo: Those who cared for you?

Felicia: Yes. Since I arrived at the castle, so many people have shown me
kindness. Like Gunter. He taught me everything he knew about being a servant.
He was very strict, but he was also like a father to me. And Jakob too. He
looked out for me when I was younger. Even though he says mean things, he's a
very kind person inside. And... I want all those people to see me become a
maid they can be proud of!

Leo: I see. I had no idea. In that case, I will not press the issue any
further.

Felicia: Lord Leo...

Leo: You will need to work very hard, but I believe you can do it. I wish you
only the best, Felicia.

Felicia: Thank you, Lord Leo! I'll give it my
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Felicia S

Leo: Felicia, do you have a moment?

Felicia: Yes, of course. But let me finish moving these dishes first.

Leo: Hm, that stack looks a bit precarious. May I assist you?

Felicia: No, that's all right! I can do it my- ARRRRGGGHH!
(Dish breaks)

Leo: *sigh* I knew that would happen.

Felicia: I'm so sorry, Lord Leo! Are you hurt?

Leo: I'm fine. And you?

Felicia: I'm OK...

Leo: That's a relief. Well, I suppose we'd better clean up these plates.

Felicia: Oh! You mean you'll help?! Thank you, milord.
(Time passes)
Felicia: Phew! That took longer than expected. So, um, what was it that you
wanted to talk to me about?

Leo: Felicia... I love you.

Felicia: L-Lord Leo?! What are you saying?

Leo: Just that. During our time together, I've grown to admire you. I love
how you're willing to devote your life to making those you love proud. You're
earnest and strong, yet sweet and caring. You astound me. I wish to be with
you, Felicia. Please... will you be my wife?

Felicia: Y-you know I can't do that!

Leo: Why not?

Felicia: What do you mean, "why not"? You're royalty! You can't marry someone
like me! Besides... I'm not worthy of you. I'll break all the plates and mess
up your laundry!

Leo: I don't wish to hire you as a servant, Felicia. That would be ill-
advised. But last I checked, love has nothing to do with menial housework.
And yes, I am royalty. A prince of Nohr, no less. That means I can be with
whomever I wish, even a clumsy maid. So, please, allow me to ask you again...
Will you be mine, dear Felicia?

Felicia: Lord Leo... Yes! A thousand times yes!

Leo: Truly? Thank you, Felicia. You've made me happier than I ever imagined I
could be.

Felicia: Heehee. I could say the same thing to you, milord.
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A2. Mozu C

Leo: Hm, I must weigh my options carefully... Perhaps if I... No...

Mozu: Um, Lord Leo?

Leo: Ah, Mozu. Is there something you need?

Mozu: Nope. In fact, I came here wondering if there's anything I can do for
you.

Leo: Oh? That's very kind of you.

Mozu: I just wanna make sure I'm pulling my weight around here.

Leo: A laudable goal indeed.

Mozu: Also, it looked like you were fretting over something, so I thought I
could help.

Leo: It's nothing pressing. I'm just mulling over some tactical options. I'm
trying to determine the best way to break this deadlock on the chessboard.

Mozu: Riiight. Gosh, that's a lot of pieces. What do they all do...?

Leo: I could try a pincer attack from the right, but I hesitate to leave the
left flank weak. There's got to be a better way... but I simply can't see it
at the moment. Which tactic seems most sound to you, Mozu?

Mozu: I... uh... well... Y-you gotta try hard, right?

Leo: ...

Mozu: And never say die!

Leo: ... Yes, I'll take that into consideration.

Mozu: Sorry! You're just asking the wrong gal when it comes to this stuff.

Leo: Don't be so hard on yourself. Everyone has their own strengths; this
just isn't yours.

Mozu: Yeah, but... I wanna do more to help... *sigh*
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Mozu B

Mozu: Lord Leo...

Leo: Hello, Mozu. You look rather glum... Are you still down about the other
day?

Mozu: Yeah. I wanna do more to help out around here, but... I just don't know
where to start.

Leo: Well, let's see. I could perhaps help point you in the right direction,
if you'd like.

Mozu: Really?! You'd do that?

Leo: Yes. I pride myself on my ability to see the value in people and find a
role for them.

Mozu: So you can find something for me to do?

Leo: I expect so. But is that really what you want?

Mozu: Why wouldn't I?

Leo: I'd be giving you a role because you can't find one for yourself. Would
you really be satisfied merely doing as you're told?

Mozu: I dunno... but I gotta do SOMETHING around here!

Leo: I understand your drive. After all, you no longer have a home to return
to.

Mozu: ...

Leo: Which is precisely my point. I want you to dig deep and find a niche for
yourself, if at all possible. Doing so is a skill you'll need for the rest of
your life. You won't always have someone to decide these things for you,
after all. While I'm happy to assist, I want you to first give it another try
yourself. I truly think you'll be happiest that way.

Mozu: ...
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Mozu A

Mozu: There we go! Phew, I'm beat.

Leo: Mozu? Is that... a wild boar?

Mozu: Sure is! I'm gonna have to carve it up and smoke it right away. We
should be set on rations for a while now!

Leo: Yes, I imagine so. Did you hunt it yourself?

Mozu: I surely did. I'm a pretty good hunter.

Leo: I'm very impressed that you brought down something so huge on your own.

Mozu: Yeah! It's a nice contribution to the army, don't you think?

Leo: Undeniably.

Mozu: Haha, phew! Thanks to you, Lord Leo, I feel like I've come a long way.

Leo: Hm? But I didn't do anything.

Mozu: Not exactly. If you hadn't said something, I'd still be hemming and
hawing. Like you said, I don't have a home of my own these days. But all the
same... I want to fill every second with good work, for all the ones who
died. To honor them. And I can't do that without making a new home for
myself. A home with you folks.

Leo: Mozu...

Mozu: If there's anything I can do for you or the others, I want you to let
me know. Even if I'm still not quite sure of my place...

Leo: That's quite all right. It's OK to be unsure. We all are at times. What
matters most is that you never lose the will to keep pushing forward. Good
work, Mozu. I'm happy you've made a new home with us.

Mozu: You know what, Lord Leo? So am I.
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Mozu S

Leo: Mozu... I was wondering... do you still feel like you're without a home?

Mozu: Well, to be honest... yeah. I probably always will in a way.

Leo: I see. I'm so sorry to hear that.

Mozu: Well, it's just hard, is all. My family isn't around anymore. And I
still haven't found anywhere I love as much as my old village.

Leo: I'm sorry. It was rude of me to bring up something so painful.

Mozu: It's all right... I know you meant well.

Leo: Ugh, I'm just going to say something I'll regret if I dance around this
too much. So let me just ask you directly.

Mozu: Ask me what?

Leo: Mozu, will you marry me?

Mozu: M-marry you?!

Leo: I mean it. I even bought you a ring.

Mozu: B-but... Why would you wanna marry me?

Leo: It's your pure heart, Mozu. I've never met anyone quite like you.

Mozu: But... I'm just a farm girl...

Leo: That's only how you view yourself. Not how I see you. Let me ask you
this... What's your opinion of me?

Mozu: You're real strict, but also really kind. Actually, I think you're
wonderful.

Leo: Wonderful enough to marry?

Mozu: No... I don't think I can marry you.

Leo: Oh. May I ask why not?

Mozu: We're from two different worlds! I'm a farm girl. I don't know anything
except working the soil and hunting. You marry me, and people will be up in
arms over it!

Leo: The luxury of nobility is that I don't need their approval. I only need
yours.

Mozu: I dunno...

Leo: If you don't love me, then so be it. But I won't let a difference in
status stop us.

Mozu: Well... if you really mean that...

Leo: I do understand your concerns. But please, let me worry about that. You
have my word that I'll protect you as long as I live.

Mozu: Lord Leo...

Leo: Once more, Mozu... Will you marry me?

Mozu: Yeah... Yeah, I will. No matter where I end up, my home will be with
you, Lord Leo.

Leo: Nothing would please me more.
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A2. Effie C

Leo: Hmm... This IS an interesting puzzle.

Effie: Is something wrong, Lord Leo?

Leo: Not at all! I'm just mapping out our next battle strategy. The enemy is
heavily fortified right here. I'm deciding how best to attack. Any ideas?

Effie: Sure... You could send me in. I will rush toward the enemy's front
line.

Leo: What?! How is that a strategy?

Effie: I will keep them occupied while the rest of our forces attack from the
rear.

Leo: That's a lot of responsibility for a single soldier. You'd never make it
out alive!

Effie: Well, that's all I've got.

Leo: Thanks, Effie. I think it would be good if you stuck to fighting from
now on. How about you leave the strategy part up to me?

Effie: Anything you command...
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Effie B

Leo: Effie, you are a marvel on the battlefield. No one is more daring than
you. I've watched you annihilate enemies and perform impossible rescues. In
this last battle, you took out 10 soldiers with a single thrust of your
lance. Then, without so much as a pause, you scaled a tree and rescued a
kitten. Where does all that energy come from?

Effie: Thanks, milord, but I'm just doing my job.

Leo: Still, I'm concerned. You're neglecting one of our most valuable assets.

Effie: What's that?!

Leo: You, of course. I'm appalled by the risks you take with your own life!

Effie: Sir, my life is worthless if I can't protect the lives of my
companions.

Leo: Do you really believe others' lives are more valuable than your own?

Effie: I would die to protect my friends!

Leo: I see. You put others first-always. That is an admirable quality. Effie,
I won't let you down. If you're risking your life, I won't have it be for
nothing. I promise I will never send you into battle without a sound plan.

Effie: Thank you, Lord Leo. That is all a soldier could ask for.
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Effie A

Leo: This can't be... I see no way through this without taking casualties...

Effie: Lord Leo, am I interrupting something? You look upset.

Leo: No, Effie. I'm fine.

Effie: Are you certain? You're sweating a lot, and you keep gripping your
forehead. It really makes it seem like something's bothering you.

Leo: I'm just reviewing my battle plan. No matter what I do, we're set to
lose soldiers.

Effie: Oh, that's no big deal. Death is expected when you're a soldier like
me.

Leo: Don't say that, Effie. Now now.

Effie: Well, the thing is... no one survives a war without losing friends.

Leo: That may be true, but it's not very helpful to say it while I'm planning
our strategy.

Effie: The soldiers trust their commander, and if they die, it's for a cause
worth dying for. Lord Leo, the soldiers trust you.

Leo: Do they? That's very noble of them.

Effie: I trust you too, milord. I would follow you into battle wherever you
lead.

Leo: Thank you, Effie. I just want to make sure I lead all of you someplace
safe. You're one of our best fighters and a loyal friend. I will not risk
losing you. Please excuse me. I must keep at it until I find a solution.
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Effie S

Leo: Effie, do you have your eye on anyone?

Effie: Huh?!
(Metal breaks)

Leo: Um... Did you just snap your shield in two?!

Effie: Forgive me, milord! Your question shocked me.

Leo: No, I should be the one apologizing. I take it you are seeing someone
then. Is that it?

Effie: Lord Leo, I am a soldier. It is my duty to be a shield for my allies.

Leo: That may be harder now that your shield is in pieces.

Effie: Yes, but... I am also a girl! Of course I have feelings!

Leo: I knew it! So tell me... Who is he?

Effie: This is embarrassing, milord!

Leo: Forgive me, Effie. That wasn't gentlemanly of me to put you on the spot.
I wanted to gauge your feelings first, but I suppose it's no use. I'll just
say it... I love you, Effie!

Effie: Whaaa?!

Leo: I am in awe of the way you give it your all on the battlefield. You've
stolen my heart!

Effie: Lord Leo, I admire you too, but-

Leo: I understand you might not feel the same way. I prepared myself for
that. Worry not. I promise this won't change our friendship.

Effie: But, Lord Leo... I don't want to be your friend!

Leo: Oh. You need some distance then. I can understand that...

Effie: That's not what I mean! I... I want to be yours, Lord Leo! You're a
man of honor. You always take your responsibilities seriously, and you try
your hardest. That's why... I've fallen for you.

Leo: Really, Effie? That's wonderful! I was drawn to that same quality in you
as well. I shall take my commitment to you just as seriously as I take our
cause.

Effie: And I shall do the same!
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A2. Nyx C

Nyx: ...

Leo: Nyx? What on earth...

Nyx: Greetings, Prince Leo.

Leo: If you walk any further into that lake, you'll be up to your stomach.
You're not planning to take a swim, are you?

Nyx: Hmhm. If I were, would you come into the water with me?

Leo: N-no, I'll pass.

Nyx: I was joking anyway. But no, I came to view my reflection in the lake's
waters.

Leo: That's all? We have mirrors at camp for that.

Nyx: Mirrors are too accurate. I prefer a slight amount of distortion. The
water's surface is perfect.

Leo: ... All right, then. Try not to stay out too long. It can get cold here
by the shore.

Nyx: Hmhmhm. I'd best put the rest of my clothes back on before that happens,
hm?

Leo: Y-yes, I'll... leave you to that.
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Nyx B

Leo: I thought I might find you here, Nyx.

Nyx: Hello again, Prince Leo.

Leo: I'm relieved to find you fully clothed this time.

Nyx: Hmhm. Yes, you arrived just in time. Or are you early...?

Leo: Ehem, the point is, exposing youself in that way would have been
dangerous. Were you looking at your reflection again?

Nyx: Yes, I was. I'm still not used to it. Even after decades in this body...

Leo: ...

Nyx: My image of myself, and the way I actually am... The gulf between them
never seems to shrink. Indeed, as the years pass, it only widens.

Leo: Is there no way to lift the curse?

Nyx: So you know, then... that it is a curse.

Leo: Yes, I've heard some things.

Nyx: The curse on me is an extremely potent one. I don't think it has a
remedy. But even if it did... I might have to remain in this form regardless.

Leo: Why?

Nyx: Because this condition is a punishment. I was too young... too
foolish...

Leo: It's an ineffective sentence that lasts indefinitely, wouldn't you say?
Even the harshest judge usually allows for the possibility of atonement. But
that's up to whoever placed the curse on you, I suppose...

Nyx: ...

Leo: Who did this to you, Nyx?

Nyx: ... Good day to you, Prince Leo.

Leo: !!
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Nyx A

Nyx: Prince Leo...

Leo: Yes, Nyx?

Nyx: You asked me not long ago who laid the curse on me.

Leo: Yes, I recall.

Nyx: It may be myself.

Leo: ... Care to explain?

Nyx: Long ago, when I was young, I discovered I had a gift for the dark arts.
Such power in the hands of a child, as you can imagine, lead to the deaths of
many. Until one day... One of the spells I wove took its toll, preventing me
from maturing further.

Leo: Ah, so that's how it came to be.

Nyx: I was crazed at first, desperate to find a way to break the curse's hold
over me. But as time went on... I started to wonder if I deserved this form.

Leo: ...

Nyx: Honestly, even this doesn't seem like sufficient punishment for my
actions.

Leo: ... Close your eyes, Nyx.

Nyx: Why?

Leo: I wish to use my own magic on you. I'd like to try speaking to your
inner self. The one inside your heart.

Nyx: Prince Leo...

Leo: I disagree with you. I think your punishment has been more than
sufficient. And I'd say it's time you changed your perspective a bit.

Nyx: I have... misgivings about this...

Leo: I doubt it will be easy. You're quite set in your ways by now, after
all. But setting your punishment aside for a moment... Let us both consider
the matured, adult Nyx of your own self-image. Would she not forgive you?
Would she not allow at least for the possibility? If you'll allow me, I'd
like to speak to her one day and find out.

Nyx: Prince Leo... You've given me much to think about. I'm not sure about
that idea of yours, but thank you for your concern. You are... a good friend.
If I may call you that.

Leo: You may. Please remember that I'm always here for you, Nyx.
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Nyx S

Leo: Nyx? Are your eyes closed?

Nyx: Yes...

Leo: What can you see now?

Nyx: My adult self... She is speaking with you... On the shores of the
lake... She seems contented...

Leo: Does she now...

Nyx: And you? What do you see?

Leo: It's something slightly different.

Nyx: Do tell...

Leo: I, too, see us standing at the lake's shore carrying on a conversation.
But the Nyx I see has the body of a child...

Nyx: ...

Leo: Next to that Nyx, I see myself, beaming with joy. The young Nyx has a
contented look on her face as well. In between us is a third figure, that of
a very small child.

Nyx: A child?

Leo: Yes. Our child...

Nyx: ... I don't care for your sense of humor, Prince Leo. Whatever I might
look like, my heart is that of a fully grown woman. It is not to be trifled
with.

Leo: That was not my intention. Now, Nyx, open your eyes.

Nyx: Prince Leo! Is this... a ring...?

Leo: Nyx, I want you to marry me.

Nyx: ...

Leo: I mean that. I want to start a happy, loving family with you.

Nyx: It's impossible. I'm stuck like this... forever... What I did was
unforgivable. And even if it wasn't, my curse cannot be lifted...

Leo: None of that bothers me. I accept you just as you are-as you always will
be.

Nyx: Prince Leo...

Leo: So will you marry me?

Nyx: ... Very well. Thank you, my prince.
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A2. Selena C

Selena: Woohoo! That was amazing!

Leo: Selena, why are you yelling? At this volume, the entire army can hear
you!

Selena: Good! I'm celebrating! My friends and I just played a great, new
game. There's a board with little pieces on it, and whoever claims the most
territories wins! Wanna guess who won?

Leo: Congratulations on your victory, Selena.

Selena: Heh! I know some people would say, "It's just a game." But those
people are losers!

Leo: This game sounds fascinating. Would you show me how to play?

Selena: Sure! But don't expect me to go easy on you. I'm on a roll!

Leo: You're on!
(Time passes)

Selena: WHAT?! How could I lose...?

Leo: I thoroughly enjoyed that. You were right about this game. Thank you,
Selena.

Selena: Grrrrr... Now my whole day is ruined! Why'd you have to beat me?

Leo: Calm down. It's just a game. Oh, wait... Isn't that what losers say? Heh
heh.
(Leo leaves)

Selena: Come back here! I demand a rematch!
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Selena B

Selena: Lord Leo! Good. I found you. Do you have time for another game?

Leo: Again?! I applaud your persistence, but this will be, let's see... Ah,
that's right. It's to be our 15th rematch. Haven't you had enough?

Selena: Listen up! We're going to play this game as many times as it takes
for me to beat you!

Leo: *sigh* Then we're going to be here for a while, aren't we?

Selena: What?! Don't say that, milord! Today's the day you're going down!

Leo: I know. You say that every time... and yet, here we are.

Selena: Today's different! I can feel it. You better focus, 'cause I'm gonna
crush you! Don't hold back, milord. I want you to show me everything you've
got!

Leo: Fine. But try not to take it too hard when you lose.
(Time passes)

Selena: No! NO! It can't be!

Leo: And yet it is. You lost... again. Selena, you must cease repeating the
same action and expecting different results. You do realize that is the
definition of insanity, yes? In any case, please excuse me. I have other
matters to attend to.

Selena: You can't run away like that! Not when I'm SO close to defeating you!

Leo: You really can't let this go, can you?

Selena: No, I can't! I HATE losing!

Leo: Losing graciously is a skill all its own, Selena.

Selena: Who likes losing?! It's terrible! Isn't it better to be a winner?

Leo: I suppose you have a point.

Selena: I know. Well, fine. Why don't you take a break to reflect on your
upcoming defeat?

Leo: Haha, very well.
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Selena A

Selena: Is this really happening right now?! I can't believe it! Quick,
somebody pinch me!

Leo: You're about to commence your victory dance, aren't you? You won!

Selena: I beat Lord Leo! I beat Lord Leo! *gasp* Wait a minute! You didn't go
easy on me, did you?

Leo: No. I can assure you, I gave it my all. You won fair and square.

Selena: Let me just get this straight. You LOST, and I WON. Do you wanna
repeat that?

Leo: Indeed, you are the victor. The winner. The champion. The nonpareil.
Satisfied?

Selena: Heehee! Yep! I feel amazing.

Leo: You should be proud of yourself. You put a lot of effort into your win.

Selena: Huh?

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all your friends into playing so you could improve your skills.

Selena: But h-how did you find out?!

Leo: Don't worry. I'm impressed! I didn't expect you to take the game quite
so seriously. It's nice to see someone put in such effort even when it's not
required.

Selena: Thank you, milord.

Leo: Then again, that was only one win. I don't fancy losing either. Shall we
play again?

Selena: Nope! We're done! I'm not playing against you ever again!

Leo: What?!

Selena: I'm sorry. I never run from a fight, but I can't risk losing. Heehee!
I want to end on a good note. See ya, sucker!
(Selena leaves)

Leo: How underhanded of you! Get back here! SELENA!
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Selena S

Leo: Selena, I've noticed something about you.

Selena: Oh? What is it, milord?

Leo: You hate losing so much that you absolutely refuse to do it. You try
again and again until you prevail. You even browbeat your opponents, bullying
them into rematches...

Selena: You make it sound like some big inconvenience, which it's not! ...
Right? Hmm. Now that I think about it, I did make you play that game A LOT.
Are you mad? I'm really sorry! I never thought about your schedule or-

Leo: No, you misunderstand me. I'm not mad in the least. Your competitive
spirit is one of the reasons I find you so attractive.

Selena: Attractive?! You mean you liked it? I apologized for nothing?

Leo: You took possession of all the territories in the game, but that wasn't
all you captured. You also stole my heart...

Selena: Wha?!

Leo: Selena, will you marry me?

Selena: Wait... were you about to tell me some more reasons you find me
attractive? ... Because I'd like to hear those first.

Leo: Certainly. For starters, there's your wit-

Selena: I'm just kidding! My answer is yes!

Leo: Then it's settled. From here on out, you shall be mine, and I yours. In
terms you'll appreciate, that makes you my number one girl.

Selena: Number one? No deal!

Leo: Hm? I thought you would be pleased.

Selena: If there's a number one, then there might be a number two or even a
number three. I don't want to be your number one. I want to be your ONLY one.

Leo: Ah, of course. And that you are. I swear it, Selena. You're the only
woman for me.

Selena: Woohoo! I really am on a roll!
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A2. Beruka C

Leo: Hello, Beruka. Something has been bothering me a while, and I was hoping
to ask you about it...

Beruka: What is it?

Leo: Your skills are quite remarkable. Who was it that trained you?

Beruka: A person I met in the slums. Another assassin.

Leo: Based on what I've seen, your teacher must have had considerable skill.
What was his or her name?

Beruka: An excellent question. However, I do not know the answer.

Leo: Pardon? How do you not know the name of the person who trained you?

Beruka: I was only taught the art of assassination. Nothing else was
important.

Leo: Very well... Do you know where your old teacher is now?

Beruka: Dead and buried. By my hand.

Leo: You killed your teacher?! Why?

Beruka: He was the target for a contract I accepted, simple as that.

Leo: I don't know what to say...
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Beruka B

Leo: Hello, Beruka. Sorry for the intrusion, but I can't stop wondering why
you killed your teacher...

Beruka: Why does it concern you?

Leo: I'm curious, that's all. I want to learn what kind of person you are.

Beruka: It is as I said before: I accepted a contract to kill my teacher, so
I did.

Leo: Do you always carry out a contract, even when the target is someone you
know?

Beruka: I do. The subject of any contract is just another target to me.

Leo: Was there no way you could refuse the contract to kill your teacher?

Beruka: I could have, but I had no reason to.

Leo: Oh, I see. You hated your teacher, then?

Beruka: We had no problems between us.

Leo: Then... I still don't understand. How can you be so calm about this?

Beruka: You are factoring in emotion. You can't do that when you take on a
contract. And once a contract is over, you have to forget about it. That was
the final lesson that my teacher gave to me.

Leo: That seems very... cold.

Beruka: Is it? Before, I would kill someone if I accepted a contract. Today,
if Lady Camilla ordered it, I would kill someone without hesitation. Nothing
has really changed.

Leo: So if you got an assignment today to kill someone, it wouldn't matter
who they are? Even if they were a friend or ally?

Beruka: If I accepted the contract... You're right, it wouldn't matter.

Leo: That is... most unsettling.
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Beruka A

Leo: Oh, Beruka. I didn't see you there...

Beruka: Have you been avoiding me, milord?

Leo: What do you mean?

Beruka: Exactly what I said. You seem to be going out of your way to not be
around me.

Leo: I suppose I have been, yes. It's difficult to trust someone that you
know could change sides in an instant. If you accepted an assignment, you
would try to kill that person right away, right?

Beruka: That is how it works, yes.

Leo: So I thought. Even so, I'm only wary of you. I feel no fear in your
presence.

Beruka: I don't understand. Why not?

Leo: Well, you serve my sister Camilla, who I'm certain would never order my
death.

Beruka: Another person could give the order. Never assume something is
impossible.

Leo: This is true... Even so, I still don't fear you. It's a waste of time to
overly concern myself with unlikely events. There are undoubtedly those who
already want me dead, so I'll worry about them.

Beruka: Ignoring potential threats can get you killed.

Leo: You really want me to be afraid, don't you?

Beruka: Perhaps.

Leo: Well, so long as you're my ally, I have nothing to fear from you. You'll
fight with me and help defeat those who stand against me.

Beruka: You are correct.
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Beruka S

Leo: Beruka, I was wondering... Is there anyone that you think you'd be
unable to kill?

Beruka: Hmmm... Of course, anyone stronger than me would prove impossible to
defeat.

Leo: Sorry, I meant... anyone you wouldn't be able to kill for sentimental
reasons.

Beruka: Oh. No.

Leo: Ah, I see...

Beruka: Why do you ask, milord?

Leo: Because you said you'd kill anyone you were ordered to, no matter who
they were.

Beruka: That is correct.

Leo: But, what if that person was more to you than just someone you knew?

Beruka: I don't understand.

Leo: What if you were told to kill a family member? Would you be capable of
following that order?

Beruka: I... I don't know. I've never had family.

Leo: You've lived your whole life without loving someone or being loved?

Beruka: That... is correct, milord.

Leo: Then it's possible, if you felt what it was like to be loved... you'd be
unable to bring yourself to kill such a person.

Beruka: Lord Leo, what are you trying to say?

Leo: Beruka... I'm in love with you. I want to show you what love is.

Beruka: I don't know what to say... You truly love me?

Leo: With all my heart, yes.

Beruka: I've never felt the feeling described as love. I don't have any idea
what it is. But hearing your words... I have this strange, slight warmth in
my chest... Is this what it feels like? I'm not certain I like it. But I may.

Leo: There is no need to rush this, Beruka. This is a new and unique feeling
for you. Please take your time getting used to it.

Beruka: No need. I can tell already that I wish to be with you, Lord Leo.

Leo: Truly? That is delightful! I wish to be with you as well, Beruka. From
this day forward, we'll both live for each other!
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A2. Peri C

Peri: Heeheeheehee!

Leo: You seem excited about something, Peri. Are you going out?

Peri: Oh, hi, Lord Leo! I was just thinking about going to go kill someone!
Do you want to come? There'll be buckets of blood-and fun!

Leo: Who is the target?

Peri: Oh, I haven't worked out the little details yet! I thought I'd just
wing it and kill whoever caught my eye!

Leo: I don't follow. Why would you kill a perfect stranger?

Peri: Hey, sometimes you get a craving to kill, and you just have to run with
it!

Leo: I've... never had such a craving. You kill simply for fun? In defiance
of common decency?

Peri: What's a common decency? I've never heard of that, so it can't be as
common as you say...

Leo: I'm sorry, Peri. Now that I know your intentions, I can't allow you to
leave.

Peri: Whaaaaaat?! You big meanie!
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Peri B

Leo: Peri, I won't let this rest until you understand. It is a gross
violation of common decency to commit murder on a childish whim! Even if the
victim is bad!

Peri: You still haven't explained to me what a common decency is!

Leo: It is the set of unspoken agreements that allows a society to function.

Peri: Unspoken?! Then how am I supposed to know?

Leo: Because every normal person figures it out on their own!

Peri: Oh. Well, there you go! I'm not a normal person-I'm special! Besides,
what's the big deal about killing? Everyone in the army kills loads of people
whenever we have a battle!

Leo: Yes, but the people we kill on the battlefield are immediate foes.
What's more, if we didn't kill them, they would kill us.

Peri: So it's OK to kill our enemies, but not whoever else we feel like?

Leo: Yes, that's it exactly. Killing one's foes is not just OK-it's
necessary.

Peri: And all normal people know that?

Leo: Well... not necessarily.

Peri: Fine! I get it. If it matters that much, I'll go find an ENEMY to kill!

Leo: Your plan is to stroll into the enemy camp all by yourself?

Peri: Nah, no need. I make enemies all the time! People I hate a lot are
enemies, right?

Leo: When I said foes, I meant the forces our army is opposing.

Peri: Wait, now you're telling me there are different kinds of enemies? Do
people I dislike not count?

Leo: *sigh* A personal enemy is different from an enemy on the battlefield...

Peri: What are you talking about?! One minute you say killing is wrong, then
suddenly it's fine! Can't you explain it better, Lord Leo?!

Leo: Of course! My apologies. Let me try this again...

Peri: For me, killing is killing, whether it's on the battlefield or just for
funsies. What's the big difference? How is one right and one wrong?

Leo: Ugh... I'll get back to you on that...
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Peri A

Leo: Peri...

Peri: Hi, Lord Leo! Did you figure it out? The difference between good
killing and bad killing?

Leo: Well, I thought long and hard about it. In a way, you're right. There is
a certain merit to the idea that all killing is the same. Whether you strike
down a foe in battle or murder an innocent in the streets... I suppose
killing is killing. Either way, you are robbing someone of their life.

Peri: Yeah, that makes sense.

Leo: Yet there are situations in this world where one has no choice but to
kill. If killing serves a higher purpose, one may even be praised for it.

Peri: I know just what you mean! If I kill lots of enemies, everyone tells me
I did a great job!

Leo: I wonder... We call you mad, but is it not truly mad to laud killing of
any sort?

Peri: Wow, you're rude! I'm not crazy at all!

Leo: You may be right.

Peri: So what's the lesson here? I want you to explain to me who it's OK to
kill!

Leo: Strictly speaking, it's never OK to kill.

Peri: Whaaat?! Now I'm REALLY confused.

Leo: Let me finish. Some paths one might take in life require killing. Insane
as it might seem, this insanity is sometimes necessary for survival. In fact,
killing may even be necessary so that good can prevail. It's complicated, to
be sure. I won't pretend to fully understand it myself. But that's what leads
us to deem killing on the battlefield acceptable.

Peri: I don't get it... You're making me dizzy with all this.

Leo: Sorry. As I said, I haven't worked all the implications out myself just
yet. We can consider that my homework as we wage our next battle. Hopefully,
by the time it's over, I'll be able to explain in greater depth.

Peri: All right. I like hearing you talk about this kinda stuff anyway.
You're a good guy, Leo! Whatever common decency is, you have loads of it!

Leo: Thank you, Peri. I look forward to us jointly learning more as time
passes.
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Peri S

Leo: Peri.

Peri: What is it, Lord Leo?

Leo: Through the time I've spent observing you and conversing with you...
I've come to realize that you require special attention.

Peri: I do? Are you worried about me?

Leo: Yes, I'm gravely concerned for you. I don't know if someone like you can
survive in this world.

Peri: Oh, don't worry about that! I've got lots of practice defending myself!

Leo: You are strong, it's true. But there is some opposition even you can't
overcome. Many people will not accept your nature.

Peri: What nature? What are you talking about?

Leo: Your enthusiasm for killing innocents. It will cause you to be widely
reviled.

Peri: Hmmm... really?

Leo: So much so that you may find yourself marked for death as a result.

Peri: Huh? Why?

Leo: I don't want to see that happen. If you spend the rest of your life with
me, I'll do everything I can to prevent it.

Peri: Wow, you really want me to stick that close?

Leo: That's the only way I can see to fend off those who don't understand
you. I want to protect you, Peri. Forever. So... will you marry me?

Peri: Lord Leo!

Leo: What say you? Will you be my bride?

Peri: In a heartbeat! I love you so much!

Leo: You do?

Peri: Don't worry, Lord Leo! I'll protect you from the bad guys!

Leo: Hahah, the arrangement I had in mind was the other way around.

Peri: Either way! I'll slaughter all your enemies!

Leo: That's sweet of you to say. Thank you, Peri. And I'll do the same for
you. If anyone ever grows so enraged at you that they threaten your life... I
will kill them before they can lay a hand on you.

Peri: Aww, you're so romantic! Heehee!
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A2. Charlotte C

Charlotte: Lord Leo! Hello!

Leo: Hello, Charlotte. Do you need something from me?

Charlotte: Not from you, milord! Actually, I made a lunch for you. Would you
like to try it?

Leo: I'm sorry, but I ate just a little while ago.

Charlotte: You did? Oh, that's a shame... Ah, I know! Would you be interested
in a some tea, then? I make a delicious cup!

Leo: I'm not all that thirsty right now, thanks.

Charlotte: Really? Well, I guess that's OK...

Leo: ...

Charlotte: Am I bothering you, milord?

Leo: You are, in fact. I'm trying to think on a few things, so it would be
helpful if you let me be.

Charlotte: Understood... If you need anything-anything at all- let me know if
I can help. I'm always happy to help you!

Leo: Right. Thank you.
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Charlotte B

Charlotte: Oh, Lord Leeeeeeeoooo! What are you up to at the moment?

Leo: I'm reviewing the strengths and weaknesses of our army. It's best to
have effective strategies before entering the battlefield.

Charlotte: Teehee, that sounds right up your alley!

Leo: I learned something interesting as I was reading these reports... You're
an incredibly strong woman, aren't you?

Charlotte: What?! M-milord, that question seems rather... um... personal?

Leo: I'm correct though, yes? These reports all say the same thing.

Charlotte: It must be a coincidence... I mean... you know me. I'm the kind of
girl who likes someone strong to protect her. Everyone is always rushing to
my aid on the battlefield.

Leo: Just going off these reports, you should be able to look after
yourself... Could all of these really be wrong?

Charlotte: They must be, milord. I'm so very scared of danger on the
battlefield...

Leo: If that's true, then all of these reports need to be adjusted...

Charlotte: Geez, why can't you just accept it and move on to something else?!

Leo: What the?!

Charlotte: Listen, I actually am really strong, OK? I don't want the men in
camp to catch on, ya hear? They'd avoid me if they knew. No one will be nice
to me or offer to care for me if they think I can handle myself.

Leo: That... makes a lot of this make more sense.

Charlotte: What? No, I mean... Um... That was a little performance, just now.
All an act! Convincing, huh? It's not ready yet, though, so... um... don't
tell anyone about it, OK? I want it to be a surprise... Or something.

Leo: ...

Charlotte: I'm sorry. I'll excuse myself now. Teehee!
(Charlotte leaves)

Leo: ... So that's the real Charlotte.
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Charlotte A

Leo: Charlotte, there is no need for you to conceal how strong you really
are.

Charlotte: Pardon me, milord? I don't know what you're talking about...

Leo: I want you to make use of all your strength. I don't have need for
soldiers that aren't doing everything they can.

Charlotte: B-but I...

Leo: Are you really that afraid that the other men will flee from you?

Charlotte: ... Yes. I am.

Leo: Hmm. Sadly, I can't say that's unfounded. There are still plenty of men
with worthless illusions about how women should be.

Charlotte: Trust me, I know.

Leo: But can we agree that there are also men who don't hold that opinion?

Charlotte: ...

Leo: I promise to judge you fairly, Charlotte.

Charlotte: What do you mean?

Leo: You have the drive to go far in our ranks, and you're clearly a capable
actor. I can't ignore talent like yours.

Charlotte: Lord Leo...

Leo: So from now on, use your strength to the benefit of myself and this
army. Hide nothing from me.

Charlotte: Heehee, understood. I will do everything I can to aid you, milord.
But... around the others in the army... I will continue to act as I always
have. I still believe it will be easier.

Leo: It is a start, at least.
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Charlotte S

Leo: Charlotte.

Charlotte: Lord Leo? Did you need something of me?

Leo: If this seems very sudden, please try to control your surprise.

Charlotte: Actually, could I ask you something first?

Leo: Very well...

Charlotte: I've been stressing about this for some time, but I wanted to ask
you... Do you think we have a future together? I know it's sudden! And
random! But I had to ask you or I'd go insane!

Leo: ... Charlotte, that's exactly why I came to see you today.

Charlotte: Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?!

Leo: Hah, I still surprised you after all. I'm serious, though. Both your act
and the strength you hide behind it have won me over. I had to say something.
I had to say that I love you.

Charlotte: You... Lord Leo... You love me back?

Leo: Yes, I believe there is a future for us. More than that, I think we
should wed.

Charlotte: I... always dreamed of marrying into wealth.

Leo: Really? Well... You truly are bluntly honest, aren't you?

Charlotte: I would never want to lie to you. Marrying someone with money
would mean being able to provide for my family. I could ease their lives so
much. That's why I've always dreamed of riches.

Leo: ...

Charlotte: Then I met you, Lord Leo, and I fell in love with you. I'm truly
happy that we both feel so strongly for each other! But... I cannot accept
your proposal.

Leo: What?! I don't understand.

Charlotte: It just dawned on me that I'm not sure if my feelings for you are
pure... or if they're only present because I could live my riches-filled
dreams with you.

Leo: You think you only love me for my money? And out of concern for me, you
don't want to accidentally hurt me if that's true?

Charlotte: ... Well, yes. I'm so sorry. I'm really the worst.

Leo: That you feel that way is proof enough for me that your love is real.

Charlotte: Huh? It is?

Leo: It doesn't matter to me if that's how you originally came to like me.
What's important is that you genuinely care for me now.

Charlotte: That makes a lot of sense! I am in love with you, Lord Leo... I'm
so happy!

Leo: As am I, Charlotte. As am I.
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Arthur!

A3. Azura C

Azura: You are the ocean's gray waves... ? Destined to seek... Hmm mm mmm...

Arthur: ...

Azura: Argh! Is that you, Arthur?! It's not nice to eavesdrop on people. You
should have said something.

Arthur: Oh... I'm... My apologies! Your lovely voice ensnared my sense of
decency. ... So, um...

Azura: Did you want something?

Arthur: Just to say that it's been too long, Lady Azura.

Azura: Too long... since what? Sorry, I'm not quite sure what you mean by
that.

Arthur: We met once before. Long ago when we were but children living in
Nohr.

Azura: Really? Is that so? I'm very sorry, but I don't remember that at all.

Arthur: Fret not! It's only natural. After all, it was more than a decade
ago. We were both young, silly children at the time.

Azura: I suppose so. My, I had no idea! Please share this lost memory with me
sometime.

Arthur: I will! Most certainly! I shall be looking forward to it!
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Azura B

Azura: Hello, Arthur! I've been looking for you. If you have a moment, would
you mind continuing that story from the other day? That memory you mentioned
about how you and I crossed paths long ago...

Arthur: Yes! Of course! It would be my pleasure. As I said before, it was
over a decade ago. You were a doleful little girl at the time. You were in a
remote part of town with your arms wrapped around your knees. I tried to
comfort you, but you wouldn't say a word to me. Your face was wet with tears.

Azura: I'm not surprised. Back then I was bullied relentlessly by King
Garon's subordinates. Whenever I couldn't take it anymore, I'd sneak out of
the castle and hide in town.

Arthur: That explains a lot... I always wondered what made that tiny girl so
very sad. I asked many questions. I wanted to help, to make you smile. But
you stayed silent. Later that day, some people from the castle came looking
for you. I'm not sure how I knew, but I had a feeling things would be bad for
you if those people found you hiding and took you back. That's why I decided
to tell them it was my fault. I said it was I who stole you away from the
castle so they wouldn't punish you.

Azura: I... I don't know what to say... That kind boy... was YOU?

Arthur: Indeed it was. I'm pleased to hear that you remember our encounter
after all.

Azura: Oh, but, Arthur, those awful men whipped you mercilessly for saying
what you did...

Arthur: Ah hah hah, I suppose they did. I had forgotten that part. Honestly,
it was nothing. I didn't remember it, so it couldn't have been that bad,
right?

Azura: I can't believe that boy was you...

Arthur: I'm glad I finally told you. I'm happy to know you remember our first
encounter.
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Azura A

Azura: Arthur! I've been looking all over for you. I... Well, actually, I was
hoping you would tell me a bit more about yourself.

Arthur: R-really? You want to know more about me? I'm not sure where to
begin...

Azura: Perhaps you could tell me about your childhood, if that's not too
personal.

Arthur: There's not much to tell. My parents were commoners. Simple and
honest. Almost since birth I've devoted my life to training, martial arts,
and justice. I was fairly young when I was recruited as a soldier to help
maintain order.

Azura: How did you know you wanted to be a soldier at such a young age?

Arthur: My parents certainly played a big part in that. Every day they'd tell
me... "only the just can protect justice." Not a day goes by that I don't
think of them.

Azura: That explains so much about the man you are today! A real-life hero.

Arthur: Haha, you're too kind. Honestly, I would say I'm more eccentric than
heroic.

Azura: No, I disagree. You were brave even as a boy, saving me like you did.
For that, I thank you, Arthur. From the bottom of my heart. I know many years
have passed since then, but my gratitude is as sincere as ever.

Arthur: Please, think nothing of it!

Azura: Well, I hope to learn more and more about you from now on.

Arthur: And I you. If you ever feel like chatting, you know where to find me.
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Azura S

Azura: Hello, Arthur! I hear you've been looking for me.

Arthur: Yes, indeed I have. Um, could you please take a seat?

Azura: Oh, of course.

Arthur: Lady Azura, music means a lot to you, does it not?

Azura: It means the world to me. My greatest joy is singing and listening to
beautiful music.

Arthur: I'm glad to hear that... because I'm, um, I'd like to sing you a song
right now.

Azura: Oh, that sounds... Wait, pardon? You're... going to sing for me?!

Arthur: I am. I mean, I'm not as gifted as you are, or gifted at all really,
but I'm going to try...

Azura: I'm all ears, Arthur.

Arthur: Well then, here goes nothing... *ahem* Long ago, a little boy met a
girl, ? with the prettiest eyes in all the world... Sweet and strange, yet
wet with tears, ? those eyes would haunt him all his years... He can never
forget, however he tries, ? he'll remember her face until he dies... Love at
first sight, but filled with regret, ? he swore to confess when next they
met... Now she's here, the chance of his life, ? he's anxiously hoping she'll
be his wife... ... That's... the end. Thank you.

Azura: Hahaha, that's very cute! My turn?

Arthur: Umm... Lady Azura?

Azura: What's wrong? ... Oh gosh, I'm so sorry. Is the little boy supposed to
be... you?

Arthur: Well, um... You could say that... ... Argh, what a catastrophe! I
should have known better than to sing like a loon. I probably should have
simply fallen on one knee and given you the ring instead. I'm truly ashamed.
Um, I'd like to disappear about now, if you'll excuse me...

Azura: Wait! Arthur, please don't go! Your song made me so happy.

Arthur: Really? Do you mean that?

Azura: I do! I can tell you put a lot of thought into it. It was so sweet. I
loved it.

Arthur: Thank you, Lady Azura.

Azura: As you sang, all I could think of was the way you looked at me all
those years ago. Dear Arthur, I'm so happy you've shared your feelings with
me.

Arthur: Does that mean you...?

Azura: Yes, of course! I'm honored to be at the side of a true hero like you.

Arthur: You are? You will?! Thank you! I'm so happy, I don't know what to
say!

Azura: Heehee, then you better write another song to tell me how you're
feeling.

Arthur: ... Your teasing stings worse than a whiplash, milady.
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A3. Felicia C

Felicia: *siiiigh*

Arthur: Felicia! Speak candidly, my friend. What's troubling you?

Felicia: Oh... Hello, Arthur. I don't want to bother you with my silly
problems.

Arthur: Nonsense! It is my duty and purpose in life to help the downtrodden.
If I can't even help a companion in her time of need, what good am I?

Felicia: Oh! I didn't think of it that way! I suppose I have no choice but to
accept your help. So... The thing is... I enjoy being a maid. I love it, in
fact. But... Oh, Arthur, I'm just awful at it! I'm so clumsy and forgetful!
Sometimes I wonder if I'm not cut out to be a maid. *sigh*

Arthur: That's ridiculous. I'm certain you're overreacting.

Felicia: No, I'm really not. For instance, just the other day... I noticed
Lord/Lady Avatar seemed a little down, so I made him/her some tea. But
then... I tripped as I was carrying it over and poured it all over his/her
lap! Lord/Lady Avatar is very kind, so he/she did his/her best to laugh it
off... But I've been in agony ever since. And that's just one of many similar
examples. It seems every time I try to do something good, my own clumsiness
gets in the way!

Arthur: ... It's as though... you're reciting my most private of thoughts...

Felicia: Hm? What was that, Arthur?

Arthur: Ah! Nothing. It was nothing! Hmm...
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Felicia B

Arthur: Felicia! Might I ask what you're doing?

Felicia: Hello, Arthur! I'm glad you came by for a chat. I'd like to thank
you. It was awfully sweet of you to listen to me drone on and on the other
day. I really- EEEK!!

Arthur: Felicia! Are you all right?!

Felicia: I... I'm fine. Sorry. I just tripped a little. And got water
everywhere. Ugh. I know I'll always be clumsy, so I've been practicing
tripping without spilling. It's not going so well...

Arthur: I see. I think I understand the exercise. May I help you train?

Felicia: Oh, are you sure you don't mind?

Arthur: Of course not! I will not rest until you have mastered your aim!

Felicia: Thank you so much! I really do appreciate it.

Arthur: It's all in the mind, my friend. If you believe you're going to
spill, you undoubtedly will. It's best to be as carefree as possible and deal
with obstacles as they arise. I've spilled an uncountable number of times,
and tripped even more. I'm something of an expert by now!

Felicia: You? Really? I never would have guessed. You look so burly and
capable. I mean...! Um, I just mean you don't look like the spilling type.

Arthur: Ha! Thank you, but looks can be deceiving. Now then, let me show you
an example of mind over matter. I will now take this water to the other side
of the room without fail. Here I go... ...

Felicia: Oh, Arthur! Watch out for that banana peel on the ground! Where did
that even come from?

Arthur: Not to worry, I spotted it too. See? Successfully avoided! Really,
though... I don't think we even have any bananas in our food stock... If I
didn't know better, I'd chalk its appearance up to my awful luck.

Felicia: Oh! Oh my! There's a swarm of mosquitoes swarming around your head
now!

Arthur: Ah, indeed there is. I was certain mosquitoes can't even thrive in
this region, yet there they are. This is... a prime opportunity to show you
what I mean! I'm covered in bites, and I very badly want to set down this
water to scratch... But I will not give in! See? My strength of will is all I
need to carry on. I'll be... just... fine. There! I m-made it.

Felicia: Wow! You really are something else, Arthur. Here, let me try...
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Felicia A

Arthur:
Hello, Felicia!

Felicia:
Hi, Arthur! Thank you again for your help the other day.

Arthur:
Oh, no need to thank me for something like that. It was my pleasure!

Felicia:
You really are amazing, Arthur. The way you handle yourself even though...
How can I explain it...? It's as if the entire world is out to get you, but
you never back down!

Arthur:
The whole world, eh? I've, um, never thought of it that way before...

Felicia:
Oh, but it's true! You're my hero! After witnessing the strength of your
spirit in the face of adversity, I was inspired. I felt like I could take on
the world too! ... That lasted about five minutes, until my next major spill.
*sigh* It seems being inspired hasn't helped me fix my own faults. As much as
it pains me, I think I'll be like this for the foreseeable future. I'm afraid
I'll never be the caliber of maid Lord/Lady Avatar deserves.

Arthur:
That's the wrong way to look at it, my friend. As long as you keep striving
with all your heart, that is all you can ask of yourself.

Felicia:
Thank you, but I'm not so sure...

Arthur:
May I tell you a little story? Yesterday, I saw someone being swept away by a
raging river. Naturally, I dove in after them. However, as luck would have
it, a small boat passed by at that same moment.

Felicia:
I'm not sure where you're going with this...

Arthur:
Instead of gracefully landing in the water, I smacked my head on the boat. I
was out cold for a solid minute, unable to help the person I was trying to
save.

Felicia:
Oh no! What happened to the drowning person?

Arthur:
The gentleman in the boat saved him.

Felicia:
Poor Arthur... It really is hard to be you, isn't it? Doesn't it discourage
you when something like that happens?

Arthur:
I was mortified at first, but then the person I was trying to save told me
something... He said, "You're our hero, mister! Don't worry about a few
mishaps here and there." "Just knowing you're around here looking after us
all makes us all feel safer!"

Felicia:
Did he really say that? Wow...

Arthur:
He did. And now I'm saying the same thing to you, minus the "mister" part.
Don't worry about a few mishaps here and there, Felicia. Just having you
around makes us all feel so much better about things.

Felicia: Oh, Arthur... Do you really mean it?

Arthur: I would not lead you astray. It would be unjust! You're the kind of
person who brings a sense of calm to those around you. This war weighs
heavily on us all... I don't know what we'd do without you here to cheer us
on. I'm certain Lord/Lady Avatar feels the same.

Felicia: Arthur... Thank you so much! From now on, I promise to try my best.
I won't let myself get discouraged!

Arthur: That's the spirit! And for my part, I'll be here to help in any way I
can. If you ever need to talk, or to train, I'm here for you.

Felicia: Ha ha, great! I'm here for you too!
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Felicia S

Felicia: Arthur! Is there, um, any specific reason you wanted me to meet you
out here?

Arthur: Felicia! Hello!

Felicia: Oh my! Your face is bright red! Do you have a fever? Poor dear...
Let me just check your forehead with my wrist real quick... AHH!!

Arthur: Felicia! Are you OK?!

Felicia: I'm OK! I'm sorry, I just tripped again. I'm so darn clumsy.

Arthur: Here... Grab hold of my hand.

Felicia: Thank you. Sorry about-

Arthur: WHOA!

Felicia: EEK!!

Arthur: Ugh... Why in the world is there a pitfall here?!

Felicia: And why in the world did both of us have to fall in like that? This
is bad...

Arthur: I'm so sorry, my friend. This is all because I offered my hand to
you. I dragged you into this mess. It should only be me in this pit right
now!

Felicia: Oh, no! Please don't say that! We had no way of knowing. We do seem
to be good and stuck, though. We'll probably be here awhile...

Arthur: Indeed. Well... I guess I have no choice. I wanted to take you
somewhere special, but I can't wait any longer to tell you.

Felicia: Tell me what?

Arthur: The reason why I called you here today... is to ask for your hand in
marriage.

Felicia: ...!! M-m-marriage?!

Arthur: Yes, Felicia. It would be my great honor if you would join me on my
quest for justice!

Felicia: Oh! That's... OH NO!!
(Snowstorm blows)

Arthur: Wh-what just happened? It's suddenly freezing cold in here. ?! F-
Felicia?! Unless I'm mistaken, you seem to be producing a frosty mist!

Felicia: Sorry! I'm so sorry! It's because I'm a child of the Ice Tribe.
Whenever we become overwhelmed by emotion, we lose control of our powers...

Arthur: Overwhelmed by emotion? Does that mean... you feel the same as I?
Though your chill threatens to take the warmth from my heart... do you intend
the very opposite?

Felicia: Yes! It's just as you say! Nothing would make me happier than to be
your wife, Arthur. My answer is yes!

Arthur: Th-that's... that's amazing! Thank you, F-Felicia! Here... This is
for y-you.

Felicia: What's that?

Arthur: It's a ring. I'm trying to get it out of my p-pocket here... It's
just a little difficult because my fingers are nearly f-frozen... But I won't
give up! Even if my whole body is frozen s-solid, I WILL place this ring on
your finger!

Felicia: Oh, Arthur! It's lovely!

Arthur: Th-there now... I did it... Evidence of m-my love... for you... is
on... your finger!

Felicia: Thank you so much! But, um... Are you going to be OK?

Arthur: I've n-n-never felt better! The b-burning heat of eternal love... is
c-coursing through my heart! Now, let us... start our life t-together... as
s-s-soon as possible! We'll start... by j-jointly praying for someone to...
c-come save us!

Felicia: Sure thing! I'm so happy! ... Stay strong, Arthur!
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A3. Mozu C

Arthur: Hello, Mozu!

Mozu: Hey there. You're Arthur, yeah?

Arthur: Correct! I am Arthur of Nohr, seeker of justice and helper of the
helpless! By the way, what brings you out here? I often train in this field,
and I rarely ever see anyone out here.

Mozu: Well, I'm from a small village, and farming's kinda in my blood. I had
a little spare time, so I thought I'd come out here and check the soil. If
the soil's no good, the produce won't be any good either.

Arthur: Ah, I see. A noble cause indeed!

Mozu: You ever done any farming before, Arthur?

Arthur: I can't say that I have... Though I did once save an elderly farmer
from drowning.

Mozu: Ha, is that right? Good one, fella. Being a soldier is nice, but
there's nothing like a well-plowed field at sunrise. People are just big
animals, ya know. So being near the soil is soothing. Stuff you grow always
tastes better than the stuff you buy too. It's a great life.

Arthur: Huh... I think I'm starting to understand what you see in it.

Mozu: Yeah? That's great. Now if you'll excuse me, I gotta work hard to get
this soil up to snuff!
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Mozu B

Arthur: Hello, Mozu!

Mozu: Heya, Arthur. How's it going?

Arthur: Well, ever since our talk, I've been thinking of ways I can help you
with the soil. Fighting justice requires an able body, so healthy veggies are
key! I don't know much about farming, but I DO have a body of steel! If
you'll let me, I shall use said body to help you plow the fields.

Mozu: Welp, if you insist. There's the plow. Show me what you can do!

Arthur: Excellent! Here I go... Hmpf! Hnng!

Mozu: Wow! You're pretty strong, aren't ya?

Arthur: You're too kind! It's because I train day and night in the pursuit of
justice.

Mozu: Right. Still, strong or not, you're definitely an amateur.

Arthur: ... Pardon?

Mozu: You're going too far. You need to hold back a little, keep it even. Try
doing it like this... See that? Just the right balance of form and strength.
Give it a try.

Arthur: Like this?

Mozu: No, that's not it. More like THIS.

Arthur: Ahh, I see. Like so?

Mozu: You got it!

Arthur: Phew! Finally. This isn't as easy as you make it look.

Mozu: Not too shabby, Arthur. I think you've got some natural talent! You
improved a lot with only a little bit of guidance. Nice work!

Arthur: Thank you, Mozu! That's good to hear. Now, on to the rest of the
field! Hmpf! Hnng! Hahaha, this is exhilarating!
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Mozu A

Mozu: Huh?! The field is covered in... I'm pretty sure that's...

Arthur: Hello, Mozu. Please accept my apologies. This is all my fault.

Mozu: What are you talking about?

Arthur: Well, I woke up early to come plow the field for you. For some
inexplicable reason, a family of dragons followed me here. And... well... I
did all I could, but I couldn't protect the field from their angry droppings.

Mozu: Ah. I see. Why were the dragons chasing after you, though?

Arthur:
Alas, I am cursed with bad luck wherever I go, no matter how pure my
intentions. Dragons especially like to take aim at me, or even bite me when
I'm not looking. This time, your field took the brunt of the attack. I'm so
sorry.

Mozu: That's crazy. Scary, even.

Arthur: Scary indeed.

Mozu: Even still, there's nothing to apologize for. If anything, this is
helpful.

Arthur: Helpful?

Mozu: Sure! Dragon dung is high-quality fertilizer. People pay top dollar for
it.

Arthur: Is it really?

Mozu: Yup! It has tons of nutrients and creates an ideal environment for
produce to grow. I've always wanted to use it on my fields, but I could never
afford it.

Arthur: I never would have guessed...

Mozu: You could call this field perfect now, Arthur. All thanks to you!

Arthur: I suppose... misfortune has turned into good fortune then.

Mozu: I'll say! Now I'll handle the rest. You go relax over there a bit.

Arthur: Understood. I'll sit on the side so I'm out of the way.

Mozu: No way! That won't do at all. I need you right in the middle of the
field here.

Arthur: Huh?

Mozu: Well, this is great, but the more fertilizer the better. I'm hoping
you'll attract a few more dragons our way.

Arthur: I see. In that case, I'll be this field's scarecrow from now on.

Mozu: Perfect! We sure make a good team, buddy.
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Mozu S

Mozu: Heya, Arthur. What did you wanna talk about?

Arthur: Well, I was hoping... we could plant this seedling together.

Mozu: Huh, lookit that. I've never seen a seedling like this before.

Arthur: It's quite special. You're the only one I'd want to plant this one
with.

Mozu: Sure thing. Let's get to it then.

Arthur: Wait! You can't just say yes so casually. I need you to give it some
serious thought before you accept.

Mozu: Haha, you really are an amateur, aren't ya? Planting a little seedling
isn't that big of a commitment.

Arthur: ...

Mozu: Arthur? Are you OK?

Arthur: It's just... This isn't just any seedling. It's from a very special
plant. If planted by two people in love, they say it ensures eternal
happiness.

Mozu: Did you say... love?

Arthur: Yes. In other words, it's meant to be planted by... a husband and his
wife.

Mozu: ... Wh-what're you saying? I'm so confused...

Arthur: Apologies, I know I sound crazy. I'll just go ahead and say it...
Mozu... Nothing would make me happier than to have you as my wife. That's why
I bought this seedling... and this ring. I bought them for you.

Mozu: Marriage, eh? But I...

Arthur: I understand if I'm moving too fast. You don't have to answer me now.
But I'm hoping... we could at least plant a seed and watch it grow... I want
to form a family with you-one with strong roots and... um... Other farming
metaphors. Look, basically I just love you!

Mozu: A family... with you? Arthur, you don't know how happy it makes me to
hear you say all that. I don't really have a family anymore, as you know...
So starting a new one with you sounds simply perfect. I happily accept your
ring, as well as this sweet little seedling.

Arthur: R-really?!

Mozu: Yup. Besides, you're a right catch with your special ability and all.

Arthur: My ability?

Mozu: Sure! You have the weird power to attract dragons and make 'em empty
their guts. It's great for the fields, but we could also make a killing
selling the stuff! It'll be smooth sailing well into our golden years!

Arthur: Hahaha, I'm happy my bad luck brings you joy, in some weird way. That
life sounds perfect. Thank you, Mozu. From now on, I shall dedicate all my
days to your happiness... and also to justice.

Mozu: Wahoo! Count me in!
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A3. Elise C

Arthur: I am coming, Lady Elise! Your loyal Arthur rides to the rescue! Stay
your fearful heart! *pant* *pant* A thousand apologies, milady. I did not
mean to keep you waiting. To think, if you had been accosted by thugs and it
took me so long to reach you...

Elise: Oh, no! Don't worry, Arthur. It's nothing like that. I just had a
question I wanted to ask you.

Arthur: Ah. Well, I am a man of little learning, but if I can help, please,
ask away.

Elise: You're a man of justice, right, Arthur? So I was wondering... Is there
anything you wouldn't do to help someone in trouble?

Arthur: No! I would stop at nothing to save even a single person from harm,
milady. If a milk lady lost a child, I'd scour the entire globe for that li'l
babe! If an old man could no longer walk, I myself would serve as his legs as
long as need be!

Elise: Wow! So cool...

Arthur: If someone sobbed a single sob, I would tickle them until they
smiled! If I saw a fight, I would break it up, but not before I brought their
hands together. This time in the loving clasp of friendship, rather than a
deadly grapple of war! Er... I suppose I needn't go on. You get the idea. I
am who I've always been: Destroyer of Evil, Champion of the Weak! I am
Arthur! The Hero of Justice!

Elise: Wow! You sound so gallant! Is there anything you can't do?

Arthur: Not a thing in the world, milady!

Elise: Jeez, Arthur, you're amazing! You're not just a hero! You're like an-
an... ultrahero!

Arthur: Oh ho! You flatter me too much, my liege. Now, why did you ask me all
this? Is there something that ails you? If anything troubles you, I vow right
now to vanquish it for you, right in its evil face!

Elise: Really? Well, Arthur, actually... I... ... I... um... never mind.

Arthur: What? Lady Elise, I beg of you, if there is anything at all, you must
tell me. I have sworn to aid you in all things. You know this.

Elise: Haha. Yeah, I know. Sorry. Pretend you didn't hear anything. There are
some things even an ultrahero of justice stuff can't do... So... ah... um...
See ya!
(Elise leaves)

Arthur: By my leather loin-protector, that girl can be a mystery sometimes...
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Elise B

Arthur: Greetings!

Elise: Hey, Arthur. What's eating you?

Arthur: It's about the last time we talked. Would it be all right if I asked
you what you were going to say? I am your loyal servant, milady. I would jump
into a raging grease fire if you wished it. In fact, I would sit and roll
around in one for you! Nay, I'd throw myself off a cliff, wailing and bare as
a darling babe, into one for you! My oiled skin glistening in the aestival
air as I plunged into the fiery pit below-

Elise: Ah! That won't be necessary! I promise! That will never, ever be
necessary. But... what I was thinking of when I said that... it might be
hard, even for you.

Arthur: I suspected as much; you've been acting very strangely these days.
But I have come prepared. Please, anything you need, I shall perform.

Elise: Well... OK. You asked for it. What I wanted to ask you... It's about
Lord Xander.

Arthur: About Lord Xander?

Elise: Yes. I was hoping you could make Xander...

Arthur: Y... yes?

Elise: I was wondering if you could make him smile!

Arthur: Oh, thank the gods. I thought you were going to say "a corpse!" Ha
ha! What a hilarious misunderstanding!

Elise: Huh?

Arthur: Er, n-nothing, my lady. It's not so funny now that I think about
it...

Elise: Oh! I get it. You're worried about how you're gonna do it! See? I told
ya! I knew it would be tough even for the famous Arthur!

Arthur: N-n-no! Of course not! Ha! Nothing is too tough in my book!
Especially not if it means helping someone!

Elise: ... It's OK, Arthur. You don't have to lie for my sake.

Arthur: I-I-I- I'm not lying! I'm going! Right now! To do it! You'll see!
ONWARD!
(Arthur leaves)

Elise: Wha- He's going NOW?!
(Time passes)

Arthur: Lady Elise! I have returned.

Elise: Arthur! That was... so... quick. How did it go?

Arthur: Splendidly! While I was with Lord Xander, he didn't stop laughing for
a second!

Elise: Really?! How did you do it?

Arthur: Well, I found Lord Xander at the top of a hill, so I charged up it as
fast as I could! But, wouldn't you know it, I tripped! Right as I reached the
crest. Tumbled the whole way down again. Ha-ha! It was quite the sight, I
assure you. I don't think I've sever seen the prince laugh so hard in his
life!

Elise: Oh. That wasn't quite the kind of smile I was hoping for...

Arthur: I... I suspected as much. But one hopes.

Elise: Oh well. Maybe it's impossible. There are things even a miracle
couldn't fix... But thanks anyways, Arthur.
(Elise leaves)

Arthur: Lady Elise...
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Elise A

Arthur: Milady! I went to Lord Xander-without tripping, this time-and spoke
with him.

Elise: Really?!

Arthur: Aye, I did! And I told him, straight out, that it's ill for him to
always look so grim. Dourness little profits a king, I said! He must show his
people he is human! For the future of Nohr, I suggested he might do well to
smile now and then.

Elise: Wow! That's great, Arthur! And he listened? What'd he say?

Arthur: He laughed.

Elise: He what?

Arthur: Well, it was more of a scoff, really.

Elise: ...

Arthur: I guess you could say, if you were so inclined... that he was
laughing... *ahem* ... At me.

Elise: ...

Arthur: I-I'd had a sudden urge to... empty my bladder, you see, while we
were talking... So I was holding myself and... dancing... a little bit as I
spoke. The pain was almost unendurable. But not more so than the thought of
giving up. I would never willingly disappoint you, my lady.

Elise: Oh, Arthur. I hope you get well soon. *sigh* I figured something would
go wrong. Thanks, though. You did your best. That's all I can ask...

Arthur: Milady-

Elise: It's just... before... Xander used to be so much happier. He enjoyed
playing and joking around with me, but since the war began... He still
smiles, of course, but it's never like before. That's why I asked for your </pre><pre id="faqspan-4">
help... I just want him to be like he was. Happy. I don't want him to worry
so much...

Arthur: Lady Elise... ... I understand. Let me handle this.

Elise: No, it's OK. What I want is impossible. Xander is going to be king
soon. I'm sure he has so many things to worry about. Things I probably
couldn't even imagine.

Arthur: With all due respect, I disagree. It is NOT impossible. I am Arthur,
the Hero of Justice! And, I might add, your loyal retainer. I exist to serve
you and the throne of Nohr, and that I shall do if it kills me! Perhaps it
will take some time, but I will do this thing for you someday. I promise.

Elise: Arthur... thank you. Just hearing you say that makes me feel OK again.
I knew I could count on you!

Arthur: My lady... I do not deserve such kindness.
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Elise S

Arthur: Ah, there you are! I thank you for coming.

Elise: What's wrong? Is it about Xander?

Arthur: No, not exactly... but it's not entirely unrelated either.

Elise: Oh? 'Cause I wanted to tell you not to worry about the favor I asked
you for. You know, the thing about getting Xander to smile. 'Cause... it's
probably just my fault anyway.

Arthur: What? Don't say such things! You could never make Lord Xander sad!

Elise: Not like that, Arthur. I don't mean I'm the reason he never smiles. I
just mean that I might have been hoping for something silly. I always thought
of him as my own personal hero. You know, like how some girls think of their
dads. Except I never felt that way about ours since he's... well, our father.
When things got rough, though, I could always rely on Xander. And, it's true,
he always smiled then, and he used to laugh so much. But sometimes people
have to change to become who they're destined to be. He's had to shoulder so
much... there's no way he could stay the boy he was. And if he did, he
wouldn't be the man we needed to lead us.

Arthur: Lady Elise...

Elise: I think I was just feeling nostalgic. I was only sad because I
couldn't play with him like I used to anymore. It's my problem. Not his. He's
not just MY hero now. He's everyone's.

Arthur: A hero, eh? So what would your ideal personal hero look like?

Elise: Huh?

Arthur: When you imagine the perfect hero, what is he like?

Elise: The perfect hero? Huh. That's hard... Well, I guess they'd be a lot
like you, Arthur.

Arthur: Wha?

Elise: You're a kind and loyal person. AND you're a Hero of Justice, right?
Plus I bet you'd make a great father! I can see it now! With kids crawling up
and down ya, and your wife hugging your side. It's perfect! Whoever you
marry, Arthur... she'll be a very lucky woman. I'm sure of it.

Arthur: Oh, Lady Elise...

Elise: Wh-what's wrong?

Arthur: Nothing. I'm just so happy you said that. Because I came here to tell
you something. Something very related to what you just said.

Elise: Huh?

Arthur: My lady, you are the most easygoing and carefree woman I have ever
met. Just seeing you unburdens my heart of all its troubles. You are truly
one of a kind. And it is this unique quality of yours that compels me to
protect you. Not duty or justice, but only that I could not bear to live in a
world without you. So, please, if you think I am worthy... will you accept
this ring?

Elise: WH-WHAT?

Arthur: Will you marry me, Lady Elise?

Elise: I-I don't know what to say.

Arthur: ... I understand. It makes sense that you would be hesitant to
accept. Even if you do love me, I am not your peer. A princess should marry a
prince, no? Otherwise... the nobility will get to talking. It could cause a
scandal. So, please, think on it, and take your time. Only do this if it is
truly what you want.

Elise: Oh, Arthur. I love you. But it's not the nobles I'm worried about.
It's Xander... I feel like he's not going to be too happy about this.

Arthur: You need not worry, milady. I will tell Lord Xander the news myself.
And I will work hard every day until he smiles to think of our marriage. A
real smile this time! Not his normal laughing-at-Arthur smile!

Elise: Well when you put it like that, I guess I have to say yes! Teehee. So,
here goes. Arthur... I do!
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A3. Camilla C

Camilla: *sigh*

Arthur: Lady Camilla? What's the matter? No, wait, don't tell me. You're
upset! About... something.

Camilla: Gee, how'd you know?

Arthur: Oh ho! I can detect even the most subtle emotional cues. Now then,
what troubles you, milady? And how may I be of assistance?

Camilla: It's Avatar, if you must know.

Arthur: Your brother/sister, Lord/Lady Avatar? Aren't you two rather close?

Camilla: That's just it. I am overflowing with love for Avatar.

Arthur: Ah. A medical condition. Fear not, I'll rush a message to the local
apothecary...

Camilla: No, Arthur, you don't understand. I constantly remind Avatar how
much I love him/her, but it's still not enough.

Arthur: Hmm. This is a tricky situation, but I believe I can help.

Camilla: At this point, I'm willing to try anything.

Arthur: Very well! I'm off to proclaim your love to Lord/Lady Avatar!

Camilla: Hold it! This is a delicate situation... You'll have to choose your
words carefully. Or rather, I'll have to choose them carefully...

Arthur: Splendid. Consider me a sweet-nothing delivery system-at your
service!

Camilla: Excellent! So, here's what I'd like you to say to him/her...
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Camilla B

Arthur: Good day, Lady Camilla. I have terrific news to report.

Camilla: Oh? Did you relay my message to Avatar? What did he/she say?

Arthur: Indeed. And I'm afraid I have bad news.

Camilla: But I thought you just said you had terrific news?!

Arthur: Oh ho! I can see how that would be confusing. The good news was that
I completed the mission! The bad news is that I failed miserably.

Camilla: Ugh. Fine, let me hear it.

Arthur: With pleasure! To begin, I decided to relay your message to Lord/Lady
Avatar in the evening. So as not to disturb his/her busy daytime schedule, of
course. Additionally, I thought it prudent to whisper underneath his/her
doorframe.

Camilla: What in Nohr would compel you to deliver my message like that?!

Arthur: Well, I thought it would be considerate to avoid disrupting his/her
bedtime routine. In any case, I received a strange and vaguely threatening
reply. "STOP IT!"

Camilla: I see...

Arthur: Please don't cry, Lady Camilla. I'm sure Lord/Lady Avatar had a good
reason for replying in that manner.

Camilla: Wait a second. If you were simply whispering under a door... Did you
actually see Avatar? Because he/she has recently been asked to switch rooms
for security reasons.

Arthur: I... I was unaware of this.

Camilla: So there's a chance you were speaking to the wrong person!

Arthur: Oh ho! Based on this new information, I'd estimate close to a 100
percent chance. In fact, thinking back now... I believe I heard someone
singing. If my ears are as sharp as my wits, I would have to say it was Lady
Azura's voice. I do apologize, milady. It appears I have done you a great
disservice.

Camilla: It's OK, Arthur. Everyone makes mistakes. You just make... a LOT of
them.

Arthur: Please, allow me to make it up to you. Give me another chance to
help.

Camilla: Very well...

Arthur: Thank you very much. I shall redeem myself with gusto.
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Camilla A

Arthur: Lady Camilla... I've completed my mission.

Camilla: I am mildly terrified to hear the results... but please, go on.

Arthur: Certainly. And rest assured, I will be completely unambiguous in my
report. I have utterly failed.

Camilla: Ugh. Let's hear the grisly details.

Arthur: As you wish, milady. My first order of business was to clear things
up with Lady Azura. Fortune smiled upon me, however, as I found her walking
with Lord/Lady Avatar! So, seeking to catch two fish with one worm, as I
believe the saying goes... I first approached Lady Azura with a sincere
apology. Strangely, she didn't acknowledge our previous encounter in any way.
Next, I stood square in front of Lord/Lady Avatar and proclaimed your love!
Well, he/she gave me a very strange look indeed...

Camilla: And?

Arthur: And... that's when he/she shouted. "It was you!"

Camilla: And?

Arthur: And... that's when I took the opportunity to run away at full speed.

Camilla: Well, it does sound like you failed, but something about your story
doesn't add up.

Arthur: Hmm. I can't imagine why. Did I mention the part where I was struck
by a carriage on my way to the encounter?

Camilla: You most certainly did not! Did it strike you in the head, Arthur?

Arthur: Oh, yes! Not once, not twice, not thrice, but FOUR times!

Camilla: Four times?! How is that even possible? Are you sure it was only one
carriage?

Arthur: I'm not sure of anything anymore...

Camilla: My poor Arthur. You may not have failed quite as completely as you
think.

Arthur: How so?

Camilla: Don't you see? In your confusion, you must have mistaken Avatar for
Lady Azura!

Arthur: Yes, that would explain certain... things. I'm so terribly sorry to
have bungled this simple task yet again, Lady Camilla. How can I ever make it
up to you?

Camilla: It's all right, Arthur. Don't be too hard on yourself. From what
I've heard, you aren't the luckiest fellow in our kingdom. And yet it seems
you never back down from a challenge. That's an admirable quality.

Arthur: Lady Camilla, you're too kind. Now, if I might have one more
opportunity to redeem myself...

Camilla: Sorry. I'm not THAT kind.
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Camilla S

Arthur: Ah, Lady Camilla. Thank you for meeting with me.

Camilla: Hello, Arthur. I'm happy to meet with you, but if this is about
Avatar... You needn't worry.

Arthur: No, this isn't about Lord/Lady Avatar. This is about US, milady.

Camilla: Us? Like, you and me?

Arthur: Yes. Despite my failings, you have treated me with such kindness. I
know we are worlds apart, and I would sooner have luck touching the stars...
But as they say, something ventured, some other thing gained... Will you
marry me?

Camilla: Arthur, did any carriages strike you on the way here today?

Arthur: Pardon me?

Camilla: Take a close look at my face. You are speaking with Lady Camilla.
Are you aware of that?

Arthur: Oh ho! But of course! Who else would you be?

Camilla: Sorry, I just had to check.

Arthur: So... I take it that's a no?

Camilla: Oh, no, no. It's a yes!

Arthur: But... you said "no" twice. Um...

Camilla: Yes, yes, yes! It's a yes, Arthur! You have the worst luck of anyone
I've ever met, and yet... I'm drawn to your faithfulness and your earnest
nature.

Arthur: Oh ho! Terrific! There's just one thing. I had a rather striking ring
picked out... But on the way over here-

Camilla: Stop. I don't even want to know about it. I'm just glad you made it
here in one piece.
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A3. Effie C

Arthur: Greetings, Effie! Can you spare a moment to discuss something of dire
importance?

Effie: Arthur? What's going on? Is Lady Elise OK?

Arthur: Haha! Er, yes, of course. Sorry, I didn't mean to alarm you. But what
I say next may shock and disturb you to your very core!

Effie: Well, what are you waiting for?!

Arthur: Effie, I believe we need to have a chat.

Effie: We are having a chat right now! Now will you hurry up and get to the
point?

Arthur: Certainly. Effie, I believe that I am falling behind in my Elise-
guarding duties. I see your dedication to her in every aspect of your life,
and I am envious. Please, I must know your secret!

Effie: There's no secret. But what you said about my dedication is accurate.
I'm more than just her retainer. I'm her best friend. Everything I do is for
her. But that doesn't mean you should feel bad. You're her hero, you know?

Arthur: It warms my ears to hear such praise, but I fear it is not enough.
Our battles grow fiercer by the day! I must know the secrets of your
strength!

Effie: Oh! Well, my strength comes from my training. You're welcome to join
me for a workout or a sparring session anytime.

Arthur: Fantastic! I look forward to battling to the death-

Effie: WHAT?

Arthur: -of my energy. To the death of my energy. Is that not a common
expression? Oh ho! My mistake.
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Effie B

Effie: Arthur, I've been thinking about our talk the other day. And I
realized the reason you feel you're not doing enough for Lady Elise... is
because you're always doing so much for everyone else. You're far more
generous than I.

Arthur: Generous? Oh ho ho! Yes, yes, I suppose I'm reasonably generous. But
not any more than you!

Effie: Are you kidding? You're always putting other people before yourself.
Anytime you see someone in trouble- anyone in trouble-you rush in. Me? I'd
snatch a cup of water from a guy who was on fire if Lady Elise were thirsty.

Arthur: Oh ho! Remind me not to catch on fire in proximity to Elise during
the warm months! But seriously, I do see your point. Perhaps I do spend too
much time helping old ladies cross the path. And I should probably stop
making silly faces at crying babies until they laugh...

Effie: Arthur... no. You shouldn't ever change. That wasn't what I meant. The
world needs a hero like you. A hero who stands up for justice, no matter
what. A hero who always takes the little guy's side, even at his own expense.

Arthur: Well... thank you, Effie! This conversation has been tremendously
illuminating. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to resolve this minor identity
crisis like a hero. With an extra dessert and some snuggling with my fuzzy
blanket. Cheerio!
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Effie A

Effie: Arthur... we need to talk.

Arthur: Oh? How may I be of service, fair maiden?

Effie: Well, to be blunt... What's wrong with you?

Arthur: How do you mean?

Effie: Well, in our last battle, you seemed a bit listless. You looked tired.

Arthur: Is that so? Well, I have been experimenting a bit with my training...

Effie: Experimenting? What have you been up to?

Arthur: Ah! It's more a question of what HAVEN'T I been up to. You see, I've
decided to try focusing more on our Lady Elise. Like you! So, to that end, I
haven't helped any little old ladies cross the street. And I haven't rescued
any cats from any trees or rooftops in a very long time. Instead, I have
spent hours thinking about Lady Elise... just like you! I have pledged total
allegiance to her, just like you! And I have begun bench-pressing tree
trunks. Er, kinda just like you. How DO you manage to make it look so easy?

Effie: Oh, Arthur. You didn't need to change anything you were doing. Forget
bench-pressing tree trunks. That's MY thing. Go back to rescuing cats and
cheering up crying babies. That's the selfless Arthur we all know and love.
Because whatever you're doing now... it sure isn't working.

Arthur: Terrific! I mean, oh.

Effie: Oh, please don't be upset, Arthur. It's just that we each have our way
of doing things. It's not like one is better than the other. We're both good
at what we do. Honestly, I think the best thing you can do for Elise is to
just be yourself.

Arthur: Stupendous!

Effie: Yes, that's the Arthur I know!

Arthur: And love?

Effie: Er, yes.

Arthur: Haha! OK, then.

Effie: (That was weird... )
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Effie S

Effie: Hello, Arthur. What is it you so urgently needed to see me about?

Arthur: Greetings, Effie! I apologize for imparting a false sense of urgency
to this meeting. Because, unfortunately, my goldsmith has failed me...

Effie: Does it have anything to do with this box?

Arthur: Where did you get that?

Effie: It just showed up at my place with both of our names on it. There's
some kind of ring inside, see?

Arthur: You opened it? Oh, no...

Effie: I'm sorry, I thought I should see what was inside-since my name was on
the box.

Arthur: Oh, that's quite all right. Er... yes. In fact this will be quite
splendid. Indeed! Oh ho! Fantastic! Er... Come on, Arthur, pull yourself
together...

Effie: Arthur! Are you OK? What is all that muttering? Have you become
possessed? Oh dear. Quickly-blink twice if you're possessed!

Arthur: *blink* *blink* *blink* *blink* *blink*

Effie: I... I don't know what to make of that.

Arthur: AHEM. Apologies, milady. I believe I have gathered myself adequately.
So. The reason I called you out here today was to see if you would accept
this ring.

Effie: Oh. Well, obviously, I already did.

Arthur: Well, yes, I suppose that's technically accurate. The best kind of
accurate! But, er, I was hoping that you would accept it as a symbol of our
marriage.

Effie: Our marriage?! What did you do, Arthur? Did you get us legally married
without consulting me?

Arthur: Haha! No, of course not.

Effie: Oh, thank goodness. Because I don't think I can marry you, Arthur. Not
because I don't find you handsome... or enjoy spending time with you. It's
just... I'm basically already married to Lady Elise. She's everything to me.
I don't know if there's room in my life for you!

Arthur: Oh, Effie. Marrying me would in no way impact your duties to Elise.
In fact, I believe it would make us even more valuable to her. As you said
once before, we each have our own way of doing things. But our skills appear
to be complementary! It's only natural to team up.

Effie: Well, I suppose it does make a lot of sense... We've been working so
well together on the battlefield. And you're already such an important part
of my life. You're dependable and heroic... and I know that you'll always be
there for me. So... I do! I will marry you, Arthur!

Arthur: Fantastic! No, wait, fantastic doesn't begin to cover it... Super...
uh... splendid... uh... magnificent... Just, uh, give me a moment here,
sweetheart...

Effie: You're trying too hard, Arthur. C'mon, let's just go tell Elise the
good news.

Arthur: Haha! Of course. After you, my love.
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A3. Nyx C

Nyx: Going somewhere, Arthur?

Arthur: Ah, the fair Nyx! Why yes, I was just chaperoning the town children
to a show. Their guardians were called away suddenly and wanted my help.
Naturally, I agreed!

Nyx: Very admirable of you. But I suggest you find a way to back out. It will
not end well.

Arthur: Whatever makes you say that? It looks like a fine enough day!

Nyx: It has been foretold to me.

Arthur: You've been peeking into the future, eh? Hah! Your warning is noted,
but what choice do I have? "A friend of mine felt a bad omen, so I can't
watch the children"? Such a mealymouthed excuse should never be uttered by a
true hero!

Nyx: I understand, but you must trust me on this. You cannot go.

Arthur: I think you'll find that I cannot NOT go! But I'm touched by your
concern. Now then, duty calls!

Nyx: Wait. Go if you must. But wear this under your armor.

Arthur: What's this strange script? Is this a spellbook? It's dreadfully
thick...

Nyx: You may not be able to read it, but you'll find it useful nonetheless.
All will be well if you do as I say.
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Nyx B

Arthur: My fair Nyx... I've come to apologize for paying so little heed to
your warning. It seems I ought to put greater stock in your powers of
divination!

Nyx: What happened? I'd be interested to know the details.

Arthur: I took the children to see a magic show. The Great Mandoni, have you
heard of her? She has a stupefying trick where a volunteer enters a wooden
box-

Nyx: Yes, which is then pierced by swords. It's a common spectacle. It's done
with a special trick sword. But I think I can infer what happened...

Arthur: You infer rightly! Spurred on by my enthusiastic charges, I
volunteered at once to go in. I squeezed myself into the box, which all
seemed honest and aboveboard. But then, to my great shock... Rather than a
trick sword, the Great Mandoni skewered me with a real blade!

Nyx: As I foresaw...

Arthur: As soon as I felt it poke into my armor, I suspected something had
gone awry. But I couldn't cry out-not in front of the wonder-struck children.
I knew the sword was meant to pass harmlessly through me by some trick... And
so, after careful consideration, it seemed best to remain mum. But then the
sword pierced my armor and continued its merciless plunge... At the last
moment, when death seemed certain, your spellbook saved the day!

Nyx: Hmhm. Didn't I say it would? My insight into the future is never wrong.
Though it is rare that these glimpses are as clear as they were in your case.
It must have something to do with your simple mi- I mean your pure heart.
Now, oftentimes changing one's fate will only bring about a worse one. But
you are a friend, so I thought I'd warn you anyway.

Arthur: In that case, I owe you a tremendous debt of gratitude! Though while
we're on the subject... I've been asked to accompany the Lady Elise to dinner
this evening. Can I have your assurance that everything will go swimmingly?

Nyx: Hmhm. Your opinion of my fortune-telling has come a long way, hasn't it?
But I said before that it's not wise to change the future, and I stand by
that.

Arthur: I don't need a blow-by-blow of the event. Just give me a general
outlook.

Nyx: If you insist. Let me peer into the mists of what is to come... Hmm...
Very, very interesting.

Arthur: What happened? Or rather, I should ask- what WILL happen?

Nyx: You will bear the brunt of someone's wrath. Keep your wits about you.

Arthur: Someone's wrath? Wh-what will I have done to deserve that...?!
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Nyx A

Arthur: It is with a heavy heart that I inform you... Your prediction was
spot on. Lady Elise was furious with me.

Nyx: My condolences. Tell me what happened.

Arthur: The dinner began as planned. We took our seats without incident. I
was asked for my preferred drink and said that water would be fine. My senses
must remain undulled by drink if I am to properly perceive injustice! When
the rest of the party's drinks arrived, someone proposed a toast, as you do.
I was feeling particularly parched and threw back my glass in one gulp.
Alas...

Nyx: It wasn't water, but alcohol. Yes?

Arthur: Yes! The waiter had mistakenly given me a glass of clear spirits. And
I don't have the fortitude to guzzle a drink that strong in a single go. I
quickly felt disoriented and confused...

Nyx: And that's when trouble struck.

Arthur: Exactly. This happened after the hors d'oeuvres and soup but before
breadsticks were served.

Nyx: Yes, yes. Go on.

Arthur: Not quite cognizant of my surroundings, I reached for some bread. I
lifted it to my lips, took a bite, and...

Nyx: And?

Arthur: What I was actually holding was Lady Elise's hair.

Nyx: I can see how you might confuse those long tails of hers for baguettes.
Hahaha...!

Arthur: Er...

Nyx: My apologies. I shouldn't make light of your suffering.

Arthur: It's quite all right! I hadn't thought about it until you laughed,
but it is a knee-slapper of a tale, isn't it?

Nyx: I... suppose? I'll admit that I've come to enjoy peering into your
future. There's never a want of bizarre trouble to be found there.

Arthur: Alas, it's true. But I can bear anything so long as you laugh away my
bad luck, as you just did.

Nyx: I think you can rely on me for that much.
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Nyx S

Nyx: Is something wrong? Your summons sounded urgent.

Arthur: My fair Nyx, thank you for meeting me. There is indeed a pressing
concern I had to bring to your attention.

Nyx: And that is?

Arthur: Pardon the delicate question, as I know a lady never tells, but...
How old are you?

Nyx: Were I to answer that... what is it to you?

Arthur: No offense meant! It's just that...

Nyx: Mm, I suppose you wouldn't ask without a reason. So I'll tell you. My
looks are deceiving. I'm actually older than you by quite a bit.

Arthur: What?!

Nyx: Many years ago, a magical experiment went wrong, preventing me from
aging further.

Arthur: G-good heavens... Well, it does put paid to my concern. I worried
that you might be too young for...

Nyx: For...?

Arthur: Erm... No, the time for hesitation is past! My fair Nyx, I would like
you to marry me. I have here an engagement ring for you.

Nyx: Yes, I see that. You're never one to shrink from a bold move, are you? I
would be happy to accept your proposal.

Arthur: So soon? I'd been prepared for you to tell me you needed time to
think it over!

Nyx: No. I've known for some time that today would be the day of your
proposal. I foresaw it, you see.

Arthur: Oh... of course. If you knew in advance of my bad luck, it stands to
reason you'd know of the good.

Nyx: Yes. I knew the day we met that it would lead to this.

Arthur: What?! From our first meeting?!

Nyx: That's what I said. Do you see now what I meant when I advised against
changing one's fate?

Arthur: Aah... In truth, I didn't. But now I'm starting to see.

Nyx: I didn't want you to die, of course, so I passed along that one warning.

Arthur: My fair Nyx... I-if you always knew this would happen... What do you
know of our lives to come? Our future together?

Nyx: ... I see a child. A beautiful son, born to the two of us.

Arthur: A son... I can't wait to meet him...!

Nyx: Nor can I.

Arthur: I vow to be a steadfast husband to you, fair Nyx. I'll cram your life
full of joy!

Nyx: I know you will. You'll be a loving partner and a devoted father. Better
than I could ask for. That much I can see even without my second sight.
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A3. Selena C

Selena: Hey, Arthur! You're one of those jack-of- all-trades types, right?

Arthur: Hm? To be honest, I've never really thought of myself like that... If
anything, I am a man of justice. Standing tall in the face of evil...
Protecting all that is good and pure in the world, fighting boldly against-

Selena: Whoa, slow down! You seem to be operating under the misconception
that I care about all that. Look, I like to think of you as a jack-of-all-
trades, so that's what you are. Got it?

Arthur: Er, as you wish...

Selena: Now then, I heard you're not getting as many requests for help
recently.

Arthur: It's true. Lately people have even been refusing my offers of
heroism.

Selena: I see. Look, Arthur. What you do for people is admirable. It really
is. Your problem is, you've got supremely bad luck. That's why folks don't
want your help. I hit the nail on the head, didn't I?

Arthur: Well... I suppose so.

Selena: Don't get all depressed. I'm not just here to tear you down. I'm also
here to help! I'm sick of seeing such a heroic jack-of-all- trades type held
back by bad luck. There must be a million ways of curing you. We'll find one
together.

Arthur: Really? You think there's hope for a poor, unfortunate justice seeker
like myself?

Selena: I do. All I ask in return is that you come shopping with me whenever
I want. I love shopping, but I hate carrying all my heavy bags around. It's a
pain. So, do we have a deal?

Arthur: I will gladly accept your offer.

Selena: Great! It's settled. Now that we're a team, we should think of a good
team name... Let's see here... How about... the SelenArthur Alliance?!

Arthur: The... what now?

Selena: It's perfect, isn't it?! So begin the exciting adventures of the
SelenArthur Alliance!
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Selena B

Selena: Woo! Shopping was a blast!

Arthur: You certainly bought more than expected. What exactly do you plan to
do with all these fish?

Selena: What am I going to do? Eat them, of course! Don't ask such stupid
questions, Member B.

Arthur: Member... B? Is that what you just called me?

Selena: Yep. After all, you're Member B of the SelenArthur Alliance. So, B,
lemme ask you... Have you been experiencing any bad luck today?

Arthur: Hrm... Now that you mention it, things haven't been all peaches and
sidekicks... Not long ago, you see, I went to buy a new blade from one of the
local merchants... And on my way back, I helped a man whose cart full of
vegetables had toppled over. But when I got home, I realized my blade was
gone-replaced by a giant radish!

Selena: Your sword turned into a giant radish?

Arthur: Er... Sure. Something like that. The switch must have occurred while
I was helping that man with his cart!

Selena: Wow. Your luck is even worse than I thought. I won't forgive you if
my fish stash turns into radishes. Understood?

Arthur: Um, surely.

Selena: Hm? Wait a minute... Is that...? It's a runaway cart! Carts are
mortal enemies of the SelenArthur Alliance! Run away, B! Run away as fast as
you can!

Arthur: Running! *pant... pant... *

Selena: ... Huh? Oh, the cart just went right by without causing trouble.
That's kind of a letdown, actually.

Arthur: Selena! Can you hear me? Those clouds above look rather suspicious.
I'll keep running, though... *pant... pant... *

Selena: He's right. The sky got all black and ominous all of a sudden...
(Explosion)

Arthur: Arrrggggghhhhhh!!

Selena: HUH?! Was he just... struck by lightning?! B, are you OK?!
BEEEEEEEE!!
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Selena A

Selena: Phew! Another fun shopping trip. I'm still a little spooked from the
other day, though. I can't believe you survived that. I was so confused about
those storm clouds showing up so fast... I didn't even have time to give you
any advice to stop the bad luck!

Arthur: True, but at least those fish I was holding for you were charred to
perfection. They were rather tasty.

Selena: Yeah, they were really good. Still... No more getting struck by
lightning, OK? That was scary, and it ruined my mood. Today I bought clothes,
and I don't want those to be charred too.

Arthur: I wouldn't enjoy that either.

Selena: Huh?! B, look! It's another runaway cart! Run, B! It's headed
straight for you! Straight for my new clothes!

Arthur: Got it! Here I go!

Selena: ... Heh, my mistake. That one just came and went too. Wow, I'm a
really bad judge of cart character.

Arthur: Look to the sky, Selena! It's a flock of dragons! Watch out for
droppings.

Selena: Yuck! That's not funny, B! Clothes covered in dragon business is no
laughing matter. ... Oh, good... The dragons flew right by. I'm on edge
today. A new enemy of the SelenArthur Alliance could be anywhere!

Arthur: Selena! I'm going to run back now. Clouds seem to be gathering once
more...

Selena: Wait, what?! Not again!
(Rain falls)

Arthur: ... I'm back. No lightning today, Selena. Just torrential rain.

Selena: Ugh, this is awful. All of my new clothes are soaking wet! I'm sorry,
B, but there really might be no cure for luck as bad as yours. I give up...
The SelenArthur Alliance is finished!

Arthur: I'm sorry, Selena. I should have warned you that I'm a hopeless case.
(Rain falls)
(Time passes)

Selena: Hey... You're being a little hard on yourself. It's not all bad.
Look! The clothes that got all wet... I was worried they were too bright. But
some of the dye has washed away with the rain. Now they're perfect!

Arthur: I suppose... All's well that ends well? Is that right, A?

Selena: Maybe so, B. Maybe so... Come to think of it, I feel like my presence
kind of neutralizes your bad luck. We'd better continue the Alliance after
all. No need to thank me. So... See you tomorrow, then?

Arthur: Certainly! I'll see you tomorrow! ... Thank you, Selena.
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Selena S

Arthur: Hello, Selena! Erm, I mean... Hi, A! Ready to go shopping?

Selena: Thanks for coming, B. I mean... *sigh* No shopping today, Arthur. We
need to talk.

Arthur: Uh-oh. If you're calling me by my proper name, does that mean...?

Selena: I'm afraid so. The Alliance is finished. For real this time.

Arthur: I see... How regrettable. I rather enjoyed having someone to confront
my bad luck with.

Selena: Oh, well, I fully intend to keep helping you with your bad luck. It's
just-

Arthur: No, please, don't bother. If you want to disband the Alliance, I
respect that. It can't have been fun for you, being with a nuisance like me
all the time...

Selena: That's not it at all. The Alliance is finished, but only because I
want to start a new alliance. Maybe... we could stick together as husband and
wife instead...

Arthur: ...

Selena: I mean... I know that's skipping a few steps. I just... Sorry... I,
um...

Arthur: ...

Selena: Look, forget I said anything! Maybe we could just get some tea to
start?

Arthur: ...

Selena: ... Just say something already! The silence is killing me! It took me
a long time to summon up the courage to say that, you know!

Arthur: I'm sorry, Selena... I'm just in shock! Do you truly mean it?

Selena: Of course I do! Do you really think I'd propose as a joke? I'm not a
monster!

Arthur: Fair enough. But... are you sure that's really what you want? I'm not
sure I'm good enough for you. I'm nothing but trouble and bad luck... Well,
and justice too. But not without a fair helping of trouble and bad luck.

Selena: It may seem like trouble for you, but for me it's not so bad. I... I
kind of like looking after you.

Arthur: You do? I never dared to hope... In that case, I suppose I can give
you this without hesitation.

Selena: Huh?! This is an engagement ring!

Arthur: I bought it when I realized I'd fallen for you. Though to be honest,
I never thought you'd ever really be mine. I've been in agony... Wondering if
I should tell you or keep my feelings inside.

Selena: I don't believe it... Why didn't you say something sooner?!

Arthur: You seem angry...

Selena: Well, it's frustrating! I went out on a limb not knowing how you
felt.

Arthur: All's well that ends well... right?

Selena: No! I mean... I guess, but... From now on, don't you ever keep
anything that important from me again. Promise?

Arthur: Ha ha, I swear on sweet Lady Justice, I shall be an open book from
now on.

Selena: Well... I guess I can find it in my heart to forgive you then. Thank
you, Arthur. From now on, I'm sure my days will be full of surprises.

Arthur: There is never a dull moment in the pursuit of justice! Now then...
shall we go shopping? I believe you have a dress to buy.

Selena: Woo! This day just keeps getting better and better!
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A3. Beruka C

Arthur: Hello, Beruka! There's something I need to ask you about. I saw you
speaking with a gentleman of questionable character earlier. I hate to pry...
But who was he, and what business did you have with him?

Beruka: ... That's not your business, is it?

Arthur: Enforcing justice IS my business, and that man reeked of evil. I have
a hard time believing you and he were up to anything good, Beruka. Consider
how it would affect Lady Camilla if you were tied to any wrongdoing...

Beruka: ...

Arthur: You don't seem to have much to say on the subject. Well, just know
that my eyes of justice are ever upon you.

Beruka: Justice, eh? What does that mean, anyway? I can't figure it out...

Arthur: Are you interested in justice?! Then let us discuss! Justice means
many things to many people. For me, it's a way of life. It's waking up before
your friends to go on patrol... It's searching high and low to locate a lost
child for their frantic parents... It's coming across an injured elderly
person and becoming their legs for them... It's hearing a crying baby and
crying with it until it calms down... It's jumping into a fight and turning
angry fists into friendly handshakes... Justice is all these things, and so
much more! That's what it means to ME, in any case.

Beruka: ... You're interesting.

Arthur: Really? You find my musings on Lady Justice interesting?! Well, if
you insist, I can keep going! Let's see... What else is justice...?
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Beruka B

Arthur: Ah, Beruka! How are you on this fine day? Might I ask if your
understanding of justice has deepened since we last spoke?

Beruka: Yes... I think I understand it a little more now. At least, I have a
better idea of what YOU think justice is.

Arthur: Wonderful! To be honest, I was surprised by how intently you listened
to me.

Beruka: Well... No one's ever taken the time to talk to me about right and
wrong before. I guess that's why it was interesting hearing you go on and on
about it.

Arthur: I see...

Beruka: Well, I must be going now. Good-bye.

Arthur: Wait! Where are you going?

Beruka: I cannot say.

Arthur: Could it have something to do with that suspicious man from the other
day?

Beruka: ... Yes, it does. I've been hired to assassinate someone.

Arthur: Oh. I see. And... who's your target?

Beruka: A government official visiting the capitol.

Arthur: I see. That's quite a coincidence... I've been commissioned for a job
myself. To protect a visiting government official. His people caught wind of
an assassination plot. That said, I must be off as well.

Beruka: Wait... Doesn't that mean...?

Arthur: Yes, I'm afraid so. Truly regrettable.

Beruka: ... For the record, I always complete my missions.

Arthur: What a coincidence. So do I.

Beruka: ...

Arthur: ...
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Beruka A

Arthur: Beruka! We need to talk. Why did you retreat in the middle of your
mission to assassinate that official? I thought you said you always complete
a mission no matter what... Was it because of my justice talk?

Beruka: That's... extremely self-centered of you to think that.

Arthur: Ah. Well then. If that's not the reason, then what is?

Beruka: I became aware of a third party at work.

Arthur: A third party?

Beruka: Yes. There was another assassin present.

Arthur: Oh? Was there really?

Beruka: Yes. I was watching the official from a nearby alley. I was waiting
for the right moment to make my move... Then it happened. As I was about to
strike, that carriage burst through and ran you over.

Arthur: Ah... So you saw that.

Beruka: I did. I also saw the roof cave in and flatten you like a leaf.

Arthur: Yes, that rather smarted.

Beruka: Only a professional assassin could pull off something like that. I'm
not sure what their objective was, but they clearly had it out for you.
That's why I decided I'd better make a strategic retreat. After all, it's
dangerous to operate without knowing who or where your enemy is.

Arthur: ... Well... A victory is a victory, I suppose.

Beruka: There's something else.

Arthur: Oh? Did you also see me slip in that puddle on the way home?

Beruka: ... No. It's just, I think everything turned out for the best in the
end. If I had carried out my mission... I might have ended up killing you.
Collateral damage, you know?

Arthur: You're glad I'm safe, are you? Those don't sound like the words of a
hardened assassin.

Beruka: No, I guess not. I suppose I wanted to hear you talk a little more
about your idea of justice. That would be hard if you were dead. I thought
only crazy old men and sleazy politicians talked about such things. But...
you're different. You really seem to believe in what you say. This may sound
harsh, but you're an idiot.

Arthur: Thank you, Beru- Wait, what? That took an unexpected turn...

Beruka: It's true. Only an idiot would try to live his life solely in the
service of justice.

Arthur: Hahaha! I would love to hear your opinion as to why that's so.
Perhaps we could also further discuss the nature of sweet justice while we're
at it!

Beruka: That sounds... nice.
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Beruka S

Beruka: I'm here, Arthur. What did you want to talk about?

Arthur: Beruka! Hello...

Beruka: What's wrong with you? Why did you want to meet in the middle of
nowhere?

Arthur: I have something important to discuss with you... I've been thinking-
Waaaaah!
(Arthur falls)

Beruka: What... was that? Why is there a random pitfall here?! Could this be
the work of that assassin who sabotaged my last job? Arthur! Perhaps their
target wasn't the official... I think they're after YOU! Here, give me your
hand.

Arthur: Th-thank you... You saved my life.

Beruka: We'd better change locations for now. It's dangerous here...
(Time passes)
Beruka: We should be safe now. That was close...

Arthur: Indeed. Before anything else happens... Here. This is for you.

Beruka: Th-this is... a ring!!

Arthur: Yes. I know it's sudden, but I'd like to ask for your hand in
marriage...

Beruka: No... This is crazy... I don't understand what your angle is! I mean,
I know that when I'm with you... I... I feel... B-but marriage is...! Love
and all that... I'm out of my element here. I don't fully understand what
love even is...

Arthur: I'm a determined person, Beruka. Quite meddlesome, too. If need be,
I'll talk to you every day until you understand what love is. I want nothing
more than to talk to you, and protect you, and love you... I want to be with
you day and night!

Beruka: ... I... I think I understand. To repay you for teaching me about
love, I will deal with your mystery assassin.

Arthur: About that... There, um... actually isn't a mystery assassin after me
at all.

Beruka: I don't understand...

Arthur: I just have terribly bad luck. That's the true cause of everything
you've witnessed. There was no third party, I'm afraid. Just a rather unlucky
seeker of justice.

Beruka: ... ...

Arthur: Beruka? Are you... OK?

Beruka: Hehehe... Hahahaha!

Arthur: What's wrong?! I've never seen you laugh like that!

Beruka: Heheh... I'm sorry for laughing. Being toyed with by an assassin that
doesn't exist is just too funny. But I suppose I should be grateful for your
bad luck. If it weren't for everything that happened, we might never have
grown so close.

Arthur: You're right... And I might never have heard the world's loveliest
laugh.

Beruka: When we're married, I can help protect you from your own bad luck,
Arthur. You've taught me so much... It's the least I can do.

Arthur: Does that mean... you accept?

Beruka: Gladly. Thank you, Arthur.

Arthur: No, thank YOU! We're going to be the happiest champions of justice
ever!
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A3. Peri C

Peri: It's just not FAIR!! *sob*

Arthur: Peri! My fellow friend of justice, whatever is the matter? Arthur is
here, so have no fear! Nor tears! Nor anything remotely objectionable!

Peri: *sniff* *hiccup* Oh... Hi, Arthur. Life's just not fair, is it? *sob*

Arthur: I'll give you that Lady Justice can be a cruel mistress, but I
wouldn't go that far. Please, Peri! Gather your strength, and together we'll
figure this out. Now then, tell me what's troubling you. I'm all ears!

Peri: *sniffle* Do you mean it? You'll hear me out?

Arthur: Of course! Please calm down and tell me your woes. I swear to make it
right!

Peri: Oh, well... I'm just... I'm in agony...

Arthur: Agony, you say? By the gods! Are you ill, my friend? Shall I fetch a
healer?

Peri: No, it's not that. It's just... I ordered a new stabbing stick. This
real nice blade I saw in town. I had it delivered, but this one isn't nearly
as sharp as the one on display! Now... *sniffle* Now I want to go demand my
money back... But I don't have a sufficient stabbing stick for the occasion!!
See my dilemma?

Arthur: Ah, yes. A shady merchant misled you, and now you're left to pick up
the pieces. Outrageous! Scandalous! This simply will not do, my friend!

Peri: Isn't it awful? I suppose I could just... talk it out with them. But...
but... *SOB*

Arthur: That tears it. Hand me that blade, Peri. I'll be right back.

Peri: You mean... you're gonna take care of the stabbing for me?

Arthur: I shall ensure you receive the caliber of goods you paid for, yes.
Though I very much doubt any stabbing will be involved. Stay strong, Peri! I
shall return in the blink of an eye!

Peri: Thank you, Arthur! You're the best! ... Don't hesitate to stab stuff if
push comes to shove, 'kay?
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Peri B

Arthur: Peri! I have returned from my mission. Here is the blade that
misguided merchant wooed you with.

Peri: Woo! Thanks, Arthur! Wait, what the... Are you kidding me?!

Arthur: Hm? What's wrong, Peri?

Peri: This isn't the right blade at all! This one's so small and dull! Yick!
I could barely skin a fruit with this, much less a person! I knew it was too
good to be true... *sniffle* I've just learned a valuable lesson about life
and trusting people. Thank you, Arthur.

Arthur: I... I'm very sorry, Peri. The merchant must have been confused. I'll
go right now and get you the right item.

Peri: It's too late for that, Arthur. I can't let this man's behavior
continue unpunished. This new blade is small... but it's good enough for what
I have in mind.

Arthur: Um... Peri? What exactly are you planning?

Peri: Oh, just a little stabby stabby party! HEEHEE!!

Arthur: Y-you can't do that! Please, give me another chance. I won't fail you
this time!

Peri: Oh, are you sure? I really don't mind going myself this time...

Arthur: No! Stay! Please!! I mean... it would be my pleasure. Now, why don't
you draw me a quick sketch of the exact blade you're looking for.

Peri: OK... It looks... Yeah, like this.

Arthur: Ah, yes, I believe I saw that one. Consider it done, my friend!
(Arthur leaves)

Peri: Okey doke! Bye-bye!!
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Peri A

Arthur: Peri! Where are you, my friend? I have returned victorious! If I'm
not mistaken, THIS is the blade you've been pining after.

Peri: This is... perfect! Wow, it's even more stabby than I remembered! Thank
you so much, Arthur!

Arthur: Phew! I'm so happy I guessed correctly.

Peri: Wait... What do you mean you "guessed correctly"? What about that
picture I drew?

Arthur: Oh! Right. Well, the thing is... Actually, to be honest, my bad luck
got the best of me again. While I was in town, I leaned down to pick up a
lucky coin from the ground... That's when a squirrel jumped in my pocket and
grabbed your picture! I pursued him for a block or two, but then I tripped on
some bushes... and... well... I'm just happy I picked up the right blade,
haha.

Peri: But I still don't get it... How did you know this was the right one
without the picture?

Arthur: ... Honestly, I held every one in my grasp and tried to imagine which
you'd like best.

Peri: Wow... That doesn't make too much sense to me, but it's pretty
impressive!

Arthur: Oh no, it was nothing.

Peri: I guess... Maybe some things CAN be solved without stabbing. Sometimes.
I mean, I'm sure it's still rare, but... it happens! Thank you for teaching
me that, Arthur. You're good people.

Arthur: Thank you, Peri! You are as well!
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Peri S

Arthur: Ah, Peri. Thank you for joining me.

Peri: ...

Arthur: Peri?

Peri: *sob*

Arthur: Peri! What's wrong now?!

Peri: It's just... I'm in agony... Again...

Arthur: Oh! Gods! Is something the matter with your new blade?! Honestly, at
this point, it might be wise to patronize a new vendor...

Peri: It's not that! Geez! I just... Whenever I think about you... my heart
hurts. It's weird!

Arthur: Truly, Peri? ... My friend, I think I know the cause of your ailment.
That's because... I feel the same way.

Peri: Huh? Really? Are you in agony too?

Arthur: I am. Whenever I think of you, my heart is filled with... both joy
and pain. It's not dissimilar to how I feel when I think of sweet justice!
I've discussed this feeling with a few of our friends. They all said the same
thing. They say this feeling... Oh, Peri... They say it's love.

Peri: Love?!

Arthur: Yes... So they say. The more I thought about it, the more I knew it
was true. I can't tell you how happy it makes me to hear you feel the same.

Peri: But... I don't know anything about love! I'm mostly just good at
stabbing...

Arthur: I, too, am new to this world. But perhaps, we can learn together. In
fact... Peri... Will you marry me?

Peri: HUH?! M-marriage?! Are you nuts?

Arthur: Yes! I mean... Well, no. I'm just following my heart. In fact... I
bought this ring for you, in case the right moment ever presented itself.

Peri: Holy smokes! That's... really pretty! Looks like it would do some real
damage too!

Arthur: Here, try it on. I did some detective work and found out your ring
size. It should fit perfectly!

Peri: You're right! It's perfect!

Arthur: Wondrous!

Peri: Oh, but... Erm...

Arthur: What is it, my love? Please, we mustn't keep anything from each
other!

Peri: It's just... I think... Yep, I'm definitely having an allergic
reaction. Are you sure this is real gold?

Arthur: ...!! Gods, curse my bad luck! I should have known that deal was too
good to be true! Please forgive me, Peri! I swear, I had no idea!

Peri: No, it's no big deal. All I care about is that we're gonna... Ya know,
figure out about love and junk. Together!
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Arthur: I could not have said it more beautifully! Thank you, my love.

Peri: No problem! Oh, and I love you too! Now if you'll excuse me, I have a
shady ring merchant to punish.
(Peri leaves)

Arthur: Sure thing, my love! Good-bye! Wait, did she say...? PERI, NO!!
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A3. Charlotte C

Charlotte: Oh, Arthuuuuuur!

Arthur: Ah, hello, Charlotte. How can I help you?

Charlotte: I know this may seem very sudden, but I just wanted to tell you
you're wonderful! I couldn't help but notice during the battle the other
day... Well, you're an impressive figure on the battlefield. You looked so
brave and strong. I just had to tell you what I was thinking, teehee!

Arthur: Ah, I see. Thank you. As one pursuing the cause of justice, it is
good to know I strike an imposing figure.

Charlotte: You're just so muscular and strong. I'd love to have someone like
you keeping me safe from harm...

Arthur: Excuse me?

Charlotte: I... don't have anyone to really protect me. I'm not as powerful
as the other fighters, so it's scary for me on the battlefield...

Arthur: Hrm.

Charlotte: Is something wrong?

Arthur: Something doesn't seem quite right... I can't put my finger on it,
but your words don't ring true to me.

Charlotte: Wh-what do you mean? Just look at me! How could I not need
protecting in battle? Maybe you hit your head earlier and aren't thinking
clearly.

Arthur: That could be true... I'm sorry, I apologize for the
misunderstanding. I'll take your words to heart, and I will be sure to
protect you-for justice!

Charlotte: Oh, I'm so happy! Thank you!
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Charlotte B

Charlotte: ... Arthur? You look distressed. Is there something bothering you?

Arthur: Oh, hello, Charlotte. I've just been thinking, is all. I'm really not
sure you need my protection.

Charlotte: What? Why do you say that?

Arthur: I noticed something when we were in battle... I was working hard to
protect you, but an enemy slipped by while I was fighting. I was worried as
he made his way toward you, but you effortlessly defeated him. It only took a
single blow from you to do it, too. I realized that you might actually be
protecting me.

Charlotte: ... Oh, you! You're just making this story up to flatter me,
aren't you? I don't even remember which fight you're talking about!

Arthur: It was the most recent battle. In fact, your whole attitude changed
as soon as the fighting started. You let out a fierce cry and charged the
enemy. I saw many of them go pale. And... I remember now... It was you who
pulled me out of the way of some magic. You pulled me with only one arm.

Charlotte: I... Um... That... must have been when I was possessed! By the
enemy! Yes!

Arthur: Wha-what?! An enemy possessed you?

Charlotte: Yes? I mean, yes! That's exactly what happened! Oh, it was awful.
I was filled with this intense blood thirst... And such strength! It was like
being a completely different person.

Arthur: I see. That sounds awful.

Charlotte: Y-you believe me?

Arthur: Of course.

Charlotte: ...
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Charlotte A

Arthur: ...

Charlotte: Hello, Arthur. What was it you wanted to talk about?

Arthur: I'll get right to it. In my pursuit of justice, I've found I must
confront you. I must hear the truth.

Charlotte: The truth?

Arthur: Indeed. Now that I watch, I see that you display extreme prowess in
all our battles. I thought that you were possessed again, but there were no
spellcasters left to do it. I would like to hear an explanation from you.

Charlotte: Ah... well... Ahaha... Ahahahaha...

Arthur: What... Why are you laughing?

Charlotte: I'm just amused my act held up as long as it did! Truthfully, I
can fight just fine. I've found that if I show that to men, they tend to pull
away, though. What you saw on the battlefield was the real me.

Arthur: I-I see... You don't need to worry about me pulling away, however. I
consider you a dependable companion.

Charlotte: Companion?

Arthur: Yes. More than that, really. I have protected many people up 'til
now. It is a rare thing when they can hold their own in my pursuit of
justice! In fact, when I see you fighting, it drives me to fight harder, too.

Charlotte: Heh, interesting. I didn't realize there were words that would
make me feel better than being pampered. From now on I'll be honest with you,
and I'll protect you, too.

Arthur: Hah, I'll trust you to watch my back.
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Charlotte S

Charlotte: Arthur, you summoned me? Something about needing to talk, I
believe?

Arthur: Indeed. There was something I've been wanting to ask you about.

Charlotte: What's that?

Arthur: When we first started talking, you had a certain way of speaking. You
hid how you normally act behind a false personality, correct?

Charlotte: Yes, that's right.

Arthur: And that's something you do toward men you'd like attention from?

Charlotte: Yes... What are you trying to say?

Arthur: I want to give you that kind of attention. Charlotte, I think I love
you.

Charlotte: What?! You love me... That's... No, you should pursue someone
else.

Arthur: Why? I find you amazing, and I've never met a woman like you before.

Charlotte: You don't know if that's true. Many people hide their true selves
from the world.

Arthur: That may be true... But I've already fallen for you. The real you,
not the one you use as a mask.

Charlotte: You told me the other day that we were good companions. I'm happy
to remain that way.

Arthur: Why?

Charlotte: Because love is a fragile thing that falls apart eventually, but
companionship... That could go on forever, couldn't it?

Arthur: If that's what you're worried about, you shouldn't be. I swear I will
love you forever.

Charlotte: ... Are you serious?

Arthur: On my honor as a champion of justice, you and I will never be apart.

Charlotte: ... I can't really refuse such a pledge, can I? Very well.

Arthur: Hmm? Do you mean...?

Charlotte: Just remember! You've only seen my true self on the battlefield.
There's no running away now, even when you see how I am off the battlefield!

Arthur: I'm not worried in the slightest! I've never run from a challenge.
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Odin!

A4. Azura C

Odin: The time is nigh! Lend me your strength, cursed minions of the unending
darkness! Ah, yes... I can feel it... The power coursing through me... I'm
unstoppable now! Behold the birth of my new special move... SHADOW DRAGON
FIRE ASSAULT! ... Heheh, not too shabby. One day a time shall come when I
must use that power...

Azura: ...

Odin: Argh!! Azura! I mean... milady! I, um, didn't know you were there.

Azura: I figured as much. My apologies, Odin. I didn't meant to interrupt
your... ritual. Please, pretend I'm not here.

Odin: ... Erm, that may prove difficult, as it were. May I ask what you're
doing here?

Azura: Oh, I'm simply watching you and thinking. Actually, watching you makes
me feel happy and calm for some reason.

Odin: Milady! What are you saying?! C-could this possibly be... a confession
of secret love?!

Azura: Oh no, that's not it at all. Don't worry, Odin, it's definitely
nothing like that.

Odin: Ah, I see... Well, I'm glad you cleared things up so, um, quickly and
bluntly...

Azura: To be honest, I've been dwelling on some bad memories recently. It's
been rough. For whatever reason, watching you do... what you do seems to
cheer me up. You make me forget about my troubles and realize how silly it is
to dwell on the past.

Odin: I see. Um, happy to be of service, milady.

Azura: If you don't mind, there's something I've been meaning to ask you.

Odin: As you wish. Fire away.

Azura: Do you have any bad memories, Odin? Ones you have a hard time letting
go of?

Odin: ... Hahaha! You can't be serious! One such as me? Held back by bad
memories?! Well, if you must know... I suppose I do. Quite a lot, actually...

Azura: Odin... That was an unexpected answer. Perhaps I shouldn't have asked.

Odin: Unexpected? Interesting. Well, maybe I'll tell you more about it
sometime. Let's just say there's a place... and the thought of it fills me
with fear.

Azura: How odd. I wonder what he means by that...
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Azura B

Azura: A suspension bridge is a strange place to meet, Odin. Is everything
OK? Oh! Or is this that place you mentioned the other day? The one that
frightens you?

Odin: ...

Azura: Odin?

Odin: Heh! Hehehe! Heheh... Ah, th-this turbulent weather and formidable
height... Oh gods, this is bad. This is really bad...

Azura: Odin?! What's wrong? You're as pale as a ghost! I guess you really
meant it when you told me this place terrified you.

Odin: I was d-deadly serious, milady... If only I was graced with your s-
serenity.

Azura: Odin, may I ask why you are so terrified of heights?

Odin: Where to begin... Some time ago... Well, strictly speaking, it's
technically some time in the future... Er, anyway, let's just say something
very bad happened to me... I was trying to retrieve something, but then
something truly frightening happened. Sadly, I am not at liberty to share any
more details than that. M-my apologies.

Azura: Oh, I see...

Odin: M-milady! I can't help but feel I've disappointed you with my secrecy.
Th-that cannot stand. I shall have to push myself to share a bit more with
you.

Azura: Huh?

Odin: No, don't try to talk me out of it. You said I inspire you to conquer
bad memories... And if th-that's the case, I need to do this. F-face my fears
and... and... face them...

Azura: I'm not quite sure what you're saying, but there's no need for you to
worry about me!

Odin: No, it's decided. I'm very particular about maintaining my image. S-so
I have to make sure I look cool all the time, especially to my fans!

Azura: Your... fans? And I don't believe I ever said you looked cool, but I
suppose...

Odin: All right. Here I go! DEEP BREATH! This is for you, milady!

Azura: Um... Are you sure you're going to be OK?

Odin: I CAN DO THIS! Come hither, brave minions of the deep, cold darkness!
Reveal yourselves! Come forth from thy eternal abyss! Yes, that's it! It's
working! The power! Yeeessss!! Minions, now is the time! Push your master
across the bridge! SHADOW DRAGON FIRE ASSAULT! Hyaaaa!!!
(Odin leaves)

Azura: Um, Odin? You're being very brave, but... My, I wonder if he realizes
running like that is making the bridge much shakier...
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Azura A

Azura: Odin, I've been meaning to tell you how brave you were the other day.
Watching you fearlessly cross that bridge was impressive. You were... pretty
cool!

Odin: It was nothing, milady! Truly, I'd brave any danger to put your mind at
ease. If watching me face death helps you cope with your own memories, so be
it!

Azura: Speaking of my memories... You might not know this, but I was once a
Princess of Nohr.

Odin: Yes, so I've heard.

Azura: It was only my home for a short time. I've never told anyone this,
but... I lived every day in fear, as I was constantly tormented by the king's
subordinates. It was so bad, so cruel, to this day I can't seem to completely
let it go... But you, Odin! You were so brave, the way you faced your fear.
You really inspired me.

Odin: Azura... Truly, it was nothing. Overcoming the past is no small feat,
but I know you can do it. I believe in you. Oh, and I can help! I just came
up with a new spell, the Merciless Memory Masher! It will help you overcome
your bad memories once and for all!

Azura: Ah... Well, I suppose it's worth a shot. What do I have to do?

Odin: Just stay put! There's a ritual I have to perform before we get
started. Then I'll cast the spell on you using my signature moves. The cool
ones!

Azura: Um, won't that look a bit... strange?

Odin: Of course not! OK, let's get started. You just stay right there and try
not to move or blink. Perfect. All right, here we go... Odin Dark summons the
power of the night! HEAR ME, NIGHT!

Azura: (Oh no, this isn't good. He's really getting into that weird song and
dance... He's so focused. I have a feeling this could go on for quite a
while... Oh gods... What will I do if someone sees what's happening right
now? That might be more traumatizing than my memories. That's it, I can't let
this go on... ) Um... Odin? That spell is really amazing! I think it's
already done the trick!

Odin: Really?! Wow, that was QUICK! Wait, are you sure it worked?!

Azura: Yes! It absolutely did! I couldn't feel better! Thank you, Odin! I'm
certain my life will be a lot simpler and happier from now on.

Odin: It was an honor to help you, milady! (Although that's really strange,
since I hadn't even started the spell yet... )
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Azura S

Odin: Milady! I'm so happy you agreed to come see me.

Azura: Of course, Odin. In any case, I wanted to thank you. I've felt much
happier lately.

Odin: That's great, because I have one more happiness spell I'd like to show
you...

Azura: A-another one?! But, um, I think that last one was more than
sufficient...

Odin: Talking to you about our fears has really inspired me. So I came up
with a spell... Instead of overcoming the past, this one will ensure your
future is a happy one! And so, allow me to unveil my latest masterpiece...
Omega Joy Crescendo!

Azura: ...

Odin: I asked you to come here today so I could show it to you. Nothing fancy
this time. It'll be over before you know it.

Azura: Um, does this new spell require another ritual, like the one from the
other day?

Odin: Oh, but of course! How did you know? Once again I'll need you to stand
still while I prepare your aura. When time and space have properly aligned,
I'll cast the spell.

Azura: ...

Odin: Let's do this! Keep standing there, just like that. All right, here we
go...

Azura: I think I'm probably fine without the spell...

Odin: Please, I insist! PLEASE! Just close your eyes-this will be really
quick.

Azura: I guess it's OK...

Odin: Odin Dark summons the power of the light! HEAR ME, LIGHT!

Azura: (Oh goodness, there he goes again... Ugh, it's just like the other
day... At this point it feels like he's showing off more than anything... I
bet that's what it is. I need to stop this before it becomes any more
traumatizing... ) ... Um, Odin? Wow, another amazing spell! I can already
feel it working!

Odin: No way, really?! Great! In that case, open your eyes.

Azura: ... O-Odin...? Why are you kneeling down like that? And why are you
holding a ring?

Odin: Since I know I'll have to return to my own time one day, I've kept my
feelings hidden. But I simply can't go a moment longer without confessing my
love! That's the "spell" I was talking about... Actually, it's more like a
promise. Azura, I promise to dedicate myself to your happiness. So, um...
will you marry me?

Azura: ... Odin, I... Yes! Of course I will!

Odin: That's OK, I understand... WAIT, really?! You mean it?

Azura: Without you, I'd still be agonizing over my painful past. You've made
me so happy. I'm not crazy about your, um, rituals and all that, but I think
I could get used to it. Maybe one day I'll feel comfortable being that silly
in front of people too!

Odin: I can't believe it. I'm so happy! What a relief! Well then, darling,
shall we finish the spell?

Azura: Um, you know, I think we should probably call that spell done. Let's
go tell everyone our happy news! Right this moment! I'll go first!
(Azura leaves)

Odin: But what about the spell? You haven't seen the best part! Azuraaaa!
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A4. Felicia C

Odin: Aha! The dark power overflows! I must channel it into my newest spell!
Prepare to unleash the AGONIZING TOMATO! Hmm? Felicia? How long have you been
standing there?

Felicia: Oh, you know... a while. OK. OK! I've been here the whole time! I'm
sorry!

Odin: If anyone should apologize, it should be my magic! It is overpowering!
You were mesmerized! How can humble Odin be of service?

Felicia: Oh, don't mind me! I'm just keeping an eye on you.

Odin: Wha?

Felicia: I was told you needed some supervision.

Odin: Huh?! Who said that?

Felicia: Well, it wasn't one specific person.

Odin: Oh, several people then?

Felicia: Uh... no. Actually, it was a lot of people.

Odin: How many people? What are we talking here? A couple of new recruits?

Felicia: ... All the new recruits. I'm sorry! It's just... your behavior is
kinda weird. They're a little freaked out!

Odin: I see. So Odin Dark is feared? Did you tell them about my wondrous
deeds? ... The dark fates I've overturned? The magic spells I've conjured in
my sleep?

Felicia: Uh, no. Not exactly.

Odin: I would be alone now. Excuse me.
(Odin leaves)

Felicia: Odin, wait up!
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Felicia B

Felicia: Odin, are you sitting in this dark tent all by yourself?

Odin: Oh. Hey, Felicia. Leave me alone.

Felicia: Are you OK? I feel terrible about the other day. I didn't realize
you'd be so upset!

Odin: I don't need your sympathy! I'll just curl up in a little ball where no
one can see me.

Felicia: I've never seen you like this! You're really depressed, huh?

Odin: I didn't realize the pall I'd cast. Now, it threatens to swallow me
whole.

Felicia: Please, don't be upset! Here. Let me pour you some tea. A hot cup of
tea always makes me feel better! This will cheer you right up!
(Dish breaks)
Felicia: Oh, no!

Odin: Ahhh!

Felicia: Odin! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to pour the tea on your head!

Odin: It's no big deal. A scalding bath for my soul-my flesh singed, but not
destroyed! Now I feel as miserable on the outside as I do on the inside.

Felicia: I was just trying to help.

Odin: There's something I still don't get. Am I really THAT weird? This
world's full of crazies! Look at Jakob. He has split-personality disorder.
The minute Lord/Lady Avatar shows up, he's a celestial being with a heart of
gold. With everyone else, he's a jerk. Silas? He's OK, but he's into some
strange stuff. Or Arthur? He must have done something terrible to the gods to
have such bad luck! All of the ladies are sick and tired of being hit on by
Laslow! You know it's true! And Niles?! Seriously?! Is anyone shadier than
that character? Why single me out?

Felicia: I don't know. That's a good point.

Odin: You're not supervising any of them, are you?

Felicia: ... No.

Odin: Argh! This is SO unfair! What's wrong with ME?!
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Felicia A

Odin: Felicia, I'm sorry you have to waste all of your time following me
around.

Felicia: I don't mind. I just wish I could cheer you up! Do you mind if I
give you some advice?

Odin: Go ahead.

Felicia: You're right! There are plenty of oddballs and misfits in this
army... It's just that no one has as much flair as you do.

Odin: Are you saying I stick out?

Felicia: Yes! Just like me! I'm not the only clumsy person around here!

Odin: That's true. Lord Leo is always going around with his clothes on
backward!

Felicia: Exactly! And I've seen my sister drop stuff loads of times, but no
one calls her clumsy! Do you know why? They've labeled me the clumsy one!
They should change my name!

Odin: To Scatterwhizzits?!

Felicia: No! To Clumsy!

Odin: I see. No one is more spectacular at knocking stuff over than you
are... Therefore, you stand out like a beacon of clumsiness in a dexterous
world.

Felicia: Yes! (I think.)

Odin: So you're saying that I'm the weirdest weirdo we have!

Felicia: Yep! See? We have a lot in common!

Odin: Thank you, Felicia. You and I were chosen by fate to carry this burden
of hope...

Felicia: Uh, I don't know about that part...

Odin: Pour the hot tea on my head again!

Felicia: What?!

Odin: I must wash myself clean so I can see myself anew! Power returns to
Odin Dark!

Felicia: Uh, OK. If you say so...
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Felicia S

Odin: Ah, Scatterwhizzits! Or do you still prefer Felicia? Are you here with
more tea?

Felicia: Actually, no. They took me off watch duty.

Odin: What?

Felicia: I told the new recruits they were being unfair and it was really
getting to you... If they kept it up, you'd no longer be able to get out of
bed, let alone fight! So they had a meeting and called the whole thing off.
No more supervision! Plus, they've been in the army long enough, they're used
to the weirdness by now.

Odin: Oh.

Felicia: I thought you'd be happy!

Odin: I am. I'm just a little sad you won't be supervising me anymore.

Felicia: You are?

Odin: I really liked having hot tea poured on my head. It was refreshing.
You're multitalented, you know?

Felicia: I guess so.

Odin: I know so! Such epic awkwardness! Such heartfelt spewing of encouraging
words!

Felicia: Oh, did that help? I tried so hard to make you feel better!

Odin: Yes! Please, Felicia, will you remain my overlord?

Felicia: Well, supervising you was fun... and you're the only person who
likes how clumsy I am. You know what? I'd like that too. I'll keep
supervising you!

Odin: Oh, thank you, Scatterwhizzits! No one quiets my aching heart as you
do. Bring that kettle over here and pour your fiery curse upon Odin Dark!

Felicia: Uh, OK.

Odin: So you accept?! Really?

Felicia: Yes! I'm pretty sure you need me. And the truth is, your weirdness
is growing on me.

Odin: Then Odin Dark shall become even weirder! Prepare yourself, my
overlord!

Felicia: Oh, dear...

Odin: Bring the hot tea! Scald my soul!
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A4. Mozu C

Mozu: That's it! Looks like I've finally finished up this side of the field.
Phew!

Odin: Hmph...

Mozu: Oh, it's you, Odin. Say, what are you doing all the way out here?

Odin: You've noticed my presence. How very observant of you. I saw you sneak
out of camp, and I was curious where you were running off to.

Mozu: Quit acting rude. I didn't do anything wrong.

Odin: A likely story. So what are you getting up to out here anyway?

Mozu: Oh, I'm just tending to the fields. It's just about planting season. I
need to make sure the soil is in good shape before I plant my seeds. It's
important for the seeds to be planted in healthy, nutritious soil. Otherwise,
everything that grows won't taste very good.

Odin: Is that so? Well allow me to help.

Mozu: Really? You wouldn't mind?

Odin: Of course not! There's no need for diffidence, Mozu. Especially toward
me... The legendary hero, Odin Dark! With my assistance, this simple farm
work will be done in a flash.

Mozu: Gee, that sure would be a big help. Would you mind taking care of that
field over there?

Odin: Of course not! You just leave it to me! So this is fertilizer, eh? This
sweet soil shall bear an abundant harvest. From now on, this shall be known
as Mighty Mystic Landatrazation!

Mozu: Huh? What are you talking about?

Odin: Now, my Mighty Mystic Landatrazation! Release your full might! Lend
that mysterious power of yours to the soil, and send us blooming blessings!
Haaaaaaaaaaah!!

Mozu: Umm, what are you doing, Odin?

Odin: This is a powerful farming hex. Fertilizer with this spell cast upon it
produces flavorful and abundant crops. Or so I've decided, at least.

Mozu: Well that spellcasting of yours is sure noisy. Maybe it would be better
if you didn't help after all...
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Mozu B

Odin: Back to farming, eh, Mozu? No, it can't be that simple. I know...
You're performing an arcane ritual to call forth a bountiful harvest, yes?

Mozu: Hmph...

Odin: Are you finished planting? Well then, allow me to pull out the weeds!
I-I mean I shall eliminate these cursed demon vines!

Mozu: *sigh*

Odin: Is something troubling you? I don't believe you've said a word. And why
are you looking at me with such befuddlement?

Mozu: Ever since I was a child, the adults in my village told me to be very
cautious... They said that I should never strike up friendships with strange
city folks.

Odin: How dare you! Are you trying to say that I'm creepy?

Mozu: You're certainly a strange bird, Odin. There's no denying that! From
the moment we met, you've been striking poses and shouting about spells. How
am I supposed to focus with you making a racket all the time? Are you just
pretending to help? Because it seems like you're mostly getting in the way.

Odin: That was never my intention. If you no longer desire my assistance,
rest easy. I will depart immediately.

Mozu: You just sound like you're trying to trick me by using a bunch of fancy
words.

Odin: What can I do to prove my goodness to you, Mozu? I'm but a pure and
noble dark mage!

Mozu: Wait a minute... Why would someone pure and noble ever become a dark
mage? I was so stupid to trust you before! Clearly you've been a villain this
whole time!

Odin: That's absurd! I'm an upstanding person! Practicing the divine art of
dark magic doesn't make me evil!

Mozu: You say that, but why would an upstanding person need to point that
out?

Odin: W-well how can you blame me? My reputation is under attack! Ahem. How
about this: May I perform my noble spell once again? I must ensure that the
crops thrive. Please, give me a chance to win back your trust. Wait... I have
an idea! Perhaps you'd feel more comfortable if there was another person with
us? Look! That strapping fellow over there would make an excellent recruit.
Quick! Let's go invite him to work in the fields with us! That way, we can
get through a great deal of labor quickly.

Mozu: Are you talking about that fella there? We don't know him. And he looks
terrifying! Just taking one look at him makes me want to run for the hills!
(Mozu leaves)

Odin: What are you talking about? *sigh* What did I do wrong?
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Mozu A

Mozu: Odin, I've been looking all over for you. I wanted to say that I'm
sorry.

Odin: Hmm? Why are you apologizing out of the blue? I'm rather surprised.

Mozu: I was thinking about what I said before. How I thought you might be
some kind of scary guy or something...

Odin: You were quite adamant about your feelings just the other day. What
changed your mind?

Mozu: Well I went back to look at the fields. Every single weed had been
pulled, and someone had mixed in fertilizer too. That was you, wasn't it?

Odin: Well, umm...

Mozu: I know it was you. I saw you working! You were still acting really
funny. Twirling while you worked and chanting spells... "Bloodred beets,
receive my power!" You were hollering all kinds of crazy stuff.

Odin: I-I'm sorry about that...

Mozu: Really, there's no need for that. I don't understand why you're so
kooky... But your passion for planting came through loud and clear. Thank
you, Odin. Really.

Odin: Oh, Mozu, I'm so glad you understand. It's as though a ray of sunshine
has cut through the cloud hanging over my heart.

Mozu: I feel so stupid. I jumped to conclusions because I didn't understand
you at all. And you were trying to do was help. I'm so ashamed...

Odin: Please, Mozu. Don't say that. There's no reason for you to feel that
way. A healthy dose of skepticism is essential for survival these days. Both
on the battlefield and off.

Mozu: You may be right, but it isn't kind to doubt your companions. I really
am sorry.

Odin: You're more than forgiven, sweet Mozu. I didn't take your misgivings
personally.

Mozu: Phew, what a relief. Thank you, Odin.

Odin: Now that your suspicions have been all cleared up, I have an idea. Why
don't you and I think of a farming spell together?

Mozu: Umm, I think I'll pass on that.

Odin: I don't understand... Why don't you wish to participate?

Mozu: Well... Folks around here warned me not to get too involved with your
little games.

Odin: Games? What are you talking about?!

Mozu: I'm real sorry, but it's important for me to follow the word of my
companions. I hope you understand.

Odin: I-I do. Don't worry about it... *sigh* Things always end up this way.
Excuse me. I must test my newest harvest ritual in the valley of stoic
isolation... Good day, Mozu.
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Mozu S

Odin: Mozu, do you have a moment to spare?

Mozu: Sure, Odin. What's up?

Odin: I wanted to take you somewhere special. Would you mind coming with me?

Mozu: Geez, what is it this time? You're not trying to get me going on spells
again, right? I told you how I feel about that.

Odin: M-maybe I am...

Mozu: I don't know what you want out of me. Everyone around told me it's big
trouble to play around with things like that.

Odin: I fully understand what you're saying. But I'd advise you to make your
own decisions. There's no sense in accepting everything that other people
tell you.

Mozu: OK, fine. I'll go with you. But I'm still not sure about these spells
of yours.

Odin: Don't you trust me, Mozu?

Mozu: Well of course I do.

Odin: I'm very glad to hear it. Thank you. Please, follow me.

Mozu: OK. Lead the way...
(Time passes)

Odin: And here we are. This is the place I've been wanting to show you.

Mozu: Oh my. What a pretty lake!

Odin: I discovered this wonderful spot some time ago. It's my favorite place
in the world. Do you like it?

Mozu: Well of course I do! Um, why did you bring me all the way out here
though?

Odin: Well, I wanted to talk with you about something that's been on my mind.
I thought it would be best to have this discussion in a place that's sacred
to me.

Mozu: Oh, OK. What is it?

Odin: I'll just come out and say it. I'm in love with you, Mozu. I've been
enamored with you ever since I witnessed your deft grace with the harvest. I
can't stop thinking about you.

Mozu: Huh?! This is such a shock...

Odin: What I'm trying to say is... Will you be my wife? I want to marry you.

Mozu: Wh-what?! I don't know what to say... Let me make sure I've got this
straight. This is a real proposal? Not one of your wacky spell chants, right?

Odin: Of course it's a real proposal. I'm trying to tell you how I feel.
Mozu, what do you think? Please, tell me. The suspense is killing me.

Mozu: Well I uh... Umm...

Odin: Ahh, now I see. You don't wish to associate with a man like myself, do
you? A master spellcaster, misunderstood by the world.

Mozu: No, you've got me all wrong. That's not it. I love you too, Odin.

Odin: R-really? You mean it?

Mozu: Of course. I've been thinking a lot lately. There are a few things I
regret. I never should've let other folks' opinions of you get in the way of
making my own. I know that if I didn't have feelings for you, then I wouldn't
be kicking myself. The only reason I cared so much was because I love you.

Odin: Is it safe to assume that you'll marry me?

Mozu: Well of course I will, silly!

Odin: *sigh* What a relief! I was getting rather nervous there for a moment.

Mozu: Heehee, me too. My heart's been beating like a drum!

Odin: From now on, we can watch over each other.

Mozu: I'll always be there for you. I can't wait for the day when I can call
you my husband. I don't care what anyone says.

Odin: That means the world to me.
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A4. Elise C

Odin: Zzzzzzz... *SNORE*

Elise: HI, ODIN!

Odin: WHAAA?! Oh, I... *ahem* Hello, Lady Elise.

Elise: You weren't sleeping, were you?

Odin: Hahaha. That's cute, if not ridiculous. No, I was merely testing a new
charm.

Elise: Oooh, what kind? Is it a snore charm? A snoring-really-loudly charm?

Odin: ...Cute. Actually, it's a charm entrusted to me by the demons of the
night. It allows me to tap into the netherworld at will to aid me in my
eternal crusade for...

Elise: Tap into the nether who? What is that?

Odin: It is what the fragile labyrinth of the human mind craves most of
all... a taste of the knowingness of death and the power of the silent
darkness as it-

Elise: You have a fragile labyrinth for a mind?

Odin: Yes, and it remains hidden behind a beautiful veil of darkness until
I...

Elise: Wait, so you were lifting a veil of darkness? What does THAT mean?

Odin: ... Well, it... Look, I was asleep, OK?
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Elise B

Odin: This feeling... This stillness... I know it well. The time is now. To
fight the awakening darkness I must now awaken my true power... Grrrh... But
no... I must hold back...! I mustn't break the final seal. Not... yet...!

Elise: Odin, who are you talking to?

Odin: WHAAA? Lady Elise?! What brings you here... again?

Elise: I don't see anyone else here.

Odin: Th-that is correct. I am here alone.

Elise: Heehee! You're just like my father. He always talks to himself too.
Oh, but what's wrong? Are you OK? Why were you holding your arm like that?

Odin: It's n-nothing to trouble yourself over. The demons of the night
branded my arm from within, but 'tis only a phantom pain.

Elise: The demons of the night... branded you from within? That's what
happened?

Odin: Um, well, what I mean is... Look, I was just pretending I was in pain.
It's complicated.

Elise: Ah, that makes more sense! Good to know. So wait-were you also
pretending to talk to someone?

Odin: No, I was pretending to feel the presence of the darkness in this room.
Happy now?!

Elise: Yes, very! I feel like I finally understand where you're coming from,
heehee. Odin, can you please say cool things like that more often?

Odin: Really?! You, um... REALLY?!

Elise: I mean, I have no idea what you're saying most of the time when you
talk like that. But if you throw in some normal talk every once in a while, I
can play along too!

Odin: Please, bite your tongue, milady. I cannot simply change my essence. I
would lose my grasp over the darkness! I... simply wouldn't be myself any
longer.

Elise: Well, that's fine too. Just talk to me a bunch, and eventually I'll
understand!

Odin: Talk to you... a bunch?

Elise: Yeah! You and I should talk all the time starting RIGHT NOW! Soon I'll
know all about the demons of the labyrinth and their veil of stuff and stuff.
This is going to be great!
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Elise A

Elise: Hi, Odin! Er, I mean... I now approach the one called Odin Dark,
MWAHAHA!

Odin: Fair princess of twilight, I hear your cry. You wish to speak with Odin
Dark? So be it, but I must warn you to beware the shadowy depths of innocent
eyes. For the night inevitably destroys the day, like pure, ivory sand awash
in an onyx tide.

Elise: Yeah. YEAH. I will. Like a diamond soul wandering in the middle of a
desert. It wanders up the sacred summit until the spears of agony pierce its
heart! Right?

Odin: You are exactly right. But... are you sure you're OK, Lady Elise?

Elise: Huh? What do you mean? Am I doing it wrong?

Odin: No, it's just... if you speak with the tongue of darkness, won't you be
shunned?

Elise: Oh, don't worry about it. I only speak with the dark tongue or
whatever around you! Besides, even if I said these things to other people, I
think they'd just be confused.

Odin: I suppose that's true.

Elise: But who cares about what other people think. Let's keep Odin-talking!
I just love all the wonderful stories you tell. They're so whimsical and
cool!

Odin: Aren't they, though?! Aren't they so heroic and inspiring? Elise,
you're just... you're great! This is why you're the beloved princess of Nohr.

Elise: Teehee, thanks! Enough of that, though. Weren't you going to tell me
about your 13th Demon Blade?

Odin: Ah yes, good ol' Righteous Fury. One of my favorites, though it's a
truly cursed blade. They say the wielder is possessed by a dark magic
whenever the bloodred moon rises...

Elise: NO, really?! Tell me more!
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Elise S

Elise: Yay, it's Odin! Let's talk about cool things and dark stuff and the
like!

Odin: About that... Lady Elise, I must speak with you about a difficult
matter. It seems there are rumors going around about us. Very troubling
rumors.

Elise: Oh? What kind of rumors?

Odin: There are those who believe I am exposing you to some kind of evil
sorcery.

Elise: WHAT?! That's just silly! We're just having fun chatting. There's
nothing evil about it! If people are so worried about what you're saying,
they should join our conversations!

Odin: True, but even if they did, I doubt they would understand what was
being said.

Elise: How can we keep spending time together without people getting the
wrong idea?

Odin: We could always get married, haha. Then I bet people would stop fussing
over us.

Elise: Get... married?

Odin: Oh, I just meant if we were married, they would expect us to always be
together. *ahem* But anyway, let me tell you a little bit about this new
Demon Sword I found...

Elise: Hey, Odin... you know, marriage might not be such a bad idea. It might
just work.

Odin: Wh-wh-what did you just say?!

Elise: I said, getting married isn't such a bad idea!

Odin: Whoa, wait. Wait! Just WAIT one minute! I was joking when I said that!
You do understand what marriage is, don't you, Lady Elise?

Elise: DUH. Did you really just ask me that? Don't you dare treat me like a
child!

Odin: I-I'm very sorry. I just meant... marrying me just so we can keep
chatting...

Elise: But... that's not the only reason. Since we've been spending time
together, I've been thinking about all kinds of things. Things I've never
thought about before! Like... how much I enjoy being with you. It's not
because I like your stories or that we get along so well, either. It's
because... It's because I have feelings for you! Strong ones! Love-type ones!

Odin: Whaaaa?! D-do you really mean that?!

Elise: ...I do. Is that, um, OK?

Odin: W-well, of course! I mean, I think you're extremely beautiful and
special. And truth be told, I have the same kind of feelings for you too.
It's just...

Elise: Just what?

Odin: Everyone will oppose. EVERYONE. They all know... that I'm not worthy of
you.

Elise: *pffft* Is that all? Who cares? All that matters is how we feel about
each other!

Odin: Lady Elise, are you sure about that? If you're really prepared for the
backlash, I have something I'd like to say to you...

Elise: I'm prepared for anything, so long as I have you. Go ahead and say it.

Odin: Lady Elise... all I want in this world is to stay by your side. Please
marry me. Tomorrow we'll go to pick out a pretty ring for that pretty little
hand of yours.

Elise: Oh, Odin! Of course I'll marry you! I'm so happy...

Odin: I had no idea things would turn out this way between us. I'm elated.
Together we shall find a way to forever banish the dark entities of the
night! And I promise somehow I'll find a way to show everyone I am worthy of
you.

Elise: Yaaay! Now we can talk about the darkness all we want, heehee!
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A4. Camilla C

Camilla: ...

Odin: Lady Camilla, I-what vexes you? Your face speaks of cares. May I
destroy one for you?

Camilla: Hmm? Odin... No, it's nothing.

Odin: I see. Well... pardon my intrusion, then.

Camilla: Oh-not at all. Did you need something?

Odin: Ah! I had forgotten in my concern, but I did have a query to put to
your royal ears.

Camilla: Go ahead. Ask what you like.

Odin: Lady Camilla, would you do me the honor of revealing... the name of
your armor?

Camilla: What? Why? Did you want to wear it, too?

Odin: Wear it...?! I-I hadn't even considered such a privilege! But even now
I see it in my mind's eye... Milady is truly a visionary... Garbed in this
raiment, I would be as an angel in flight...

Camilla: Odin? Is that mumbling directed at me?

Odin: Wha-? Oh, no, nothing! My thoughts soared to the lofty heights of
heaven. But the truth is that I have always admired milady's extraordinary
armor!

Camilla: Extraordinary? You're talking about the armor I'm wearing now?

Odin: The same! That ebon finish... so, so black... Like staring into a
raven's pupil at night! Naturally I wondered what sublime name milady could
have chosen for such treasure. Even now, the anticipation of hearing its name
pierces me with soul-knives of agony!

Camilla: Well, I hate to disappoint you, but... it's not the sort of thing I
would give a name to.

Odin: But... this injustice cannot be allowed to stand! Such armor cries out
for an identity!

Camilla: If you feel that strongly, why don't you name it?

Odin: Really? Milady would trust me with this sacred task?

Camilla: I can think of no one more qualified for the job than you, Odin. I
look forward to hearing what you come up with.

Odin: I swear by the rich crimson of my blood that I will not fail you,
milady!
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Camilla B

Odin: Lady Camilla! I have given considerable thought to a name for milady's
armor.

Camilla: Oh... right. I was... getting tired of waiting. Well? Tell me what
you've come up with.

Odin: Of course! Prepare your ears for grace! With no more delay, its
luminous name is... rendered in the old tongue of our land. It reminds us,
like the armor itself, of the glorious night sky. I give you... Grossartig
Mond, the great moon! Er... what does milady think?

Camilla: Grossa... What did you say to me?

Odin: Grossartig Mond. I meditated on the image of milady's armor from inside
a dark chasm. It took two hours to climb to the bottom... Four to climb back
out. But it was worth it! As I lay in darkness, words floated gently into my
mind from on high. The first was "Grossartig." The meaning is noble, ample,
and beautiful. Then came "Mond," the moon, the bright center around which the
night revolves! The masterstroke of my revelation was to combine these two
bold terms! Behold! Grossartig Mond!

Camilla: ... I see. This is a fine name. Thank you, Odin.

Odin: What? "Fine"? No, this will never do! I fear milady is far too cavalier
with such a grave matter! Surely we must discuss the finer points before
committing to this course!

Camilla: What is there to discuss? I've taken quite a liking to the name, and
I will use it.

Odin: A-are you sure...?  I mean, milady is not simply pushing the matter
aside? You truly like the name?

Camilla: Yes, of course.

Odin: ... I confess I didn't think the first candidate... A disastrous
miscalculation...

Camilla: Is there a problem? And what is that stack of papers in your hands?

Odin: Nothing! Just a few more possible names for milady's armor. A mere
ten... dozen.

Camilla: Ten DOZEN? You mean to tell me you have one hundred and twenty names
there?!

Odin: Y-yes. I thought I would ask milady to pick whichever suited her from
this pile... And, alas, that won't be necessary! B-but that's not a problem
at all! I'll take the remaining 119 and burn them so their inferiority shan't
trouble you again!

Camilla: Well, I'm sorry for your wasted effort, but... thank you, Odin. All
of this trouble for me... It's really very touching.

Odin: Think little of it, milady. Some men fight, some men preach-I name.
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Camilla A

Camilla: Ah, Odin. Thank you again for your hard work naming my armor. I
mentioned it to Avatar, and he/she thinks the name suits me perfectly.

Odin: R-really? Can this be true?

Camilla: Yes, of course. Why would I make that up?

Odin: It's just... such an honor... to know that my sublime meditations and
supreme effort are seen and appreciated...

Camilla: Wait, what is the matter, Odin?! You're crying!

Odin: N-no... These aren't tears at all... They are but watery vagabonds in
search of adventure. Wanderers seeking escape... from my face.

Camilla: I-I see... Thank you, Odin. I had a lot on my mind- the war, the
future of Nohr, and so on. But everything seems clearer now-thanks to the
name you gave my armor.

Odin: But of course, milady, I live to- Wait, really?

Camilla: This armor is now called Grossartig Mond. It holds the spirit of the
moon itself... Thinking of it that way gives the armor an identity, and helps
me solidify mine. I feel like I've gained a clearer picture of the warrior
and the ruler I want to be... And that's because of you, Odin. Thank you.

Odin: ... Ha! Hahahaha! My joy is like a fearsome predator! It hunts down
baser emotions and rips out their vitals in a savage banquet of laughter!

Camilla: Odin? You're talking to yourself again.

Odin: Ah. My sincerest apologies, milady. I was enraptured by a realm of
epicurean atrocity! Even brought back to earth, I must say I feel better than
I have in ages.

Camilla: Have you not been feeling well, Odin?

Odin: I would never want to burden you, milady, but since you asked... The
truth is... I haven't been naming things with my usual effortless grace and
aplomb. But since you took to Grossartig Mond so immediately... My confidence
and limitless naming power have returned!

Camilla: That's wonderful, Odin. Truly.

Odin: Yeeeessss... I feel the power radiating from each mighty drop of my
peerless blood... I should go, lest the force of it scorch your fair skin
like the summer sun.

Camilla: Before you go, Odin, let me say this: the world is a more joyful
place with you in it. And don't hesitate to come tell me your troubles. You
will always have my ear.

Odin: Your generosity humbles me, milady. And that is no easy feat. I thank
you with each separate hair on the back of my mighty hand.
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Camilla S

Camilla: Odin, you wanted to talk to me? What's the matter?

Odin: W-well, milady, you see... it's...

Camilla: You're not losing your self-confidence again, are you? If so, I have
something to tell you. I've been telling our other companions in the army
about my armor's name as well. And literally every one of them wants you to
give a name to their weapons and armor!

Odin: Oh... I see...

Camilla: You aren't happy? I expected an explosion of verbose excitement and
pride.

Odin: Eh? Oh, I am honored, of course... but I must refuse.

Camilla: Why ever would that be?

Odin: In times past, I would have been glad to take on their request. But now
I feel differently.

Camilla: I see. Have your naming powers deserted you again?

Odin: They have, and the reason, Lady Camilla... is you.

Camilla: What? M-me?

Odin: I named Grossartig Mond after meditating on an image in my mind... You
rode into battle, resplendent in the armor's defensive embrace... Had I
pictured any other, lesser person, such a naming would be impossible. I'm
afraid my nominative prowess, and with it, my life, is now in your exclusive
service.

Camilla: Wait... Odin, are you saying what I think you're saying?

Odin: Yes, milady. It is time to put voice to what my soul has been bellowing
for ages... I love you. I love you with my entire being, down to the sacred
blood in my veins. Please take this. It is... a bridge that links us, like
the rainbow that links the worlds.

Camilla: Is this... an engagement ring?

Odin: To employ base literality for a moment, yes. I would ask for your hand
in marriage. That is why I came to see you today. But if you're going to
refuse, please do it quickly. I'm ready.

Camilla: Refuse? Why would I? I would love nothing more than to have you for
my husband!

Odin: Can this be true? Or do my wicked ears conspire with each other to
deceive me?

Camilla: It's very true, Odin. I should tell you, though-I want to have
children. I hope you are up to the task of naming them...

Odin: I will meditate harder than ever! I'd best get started at once!
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A4. Effie C

Effie: 852... 853... 854... Hrrrrgh!

Odin: Effie. We need to talk.

Effie: 855... 856... 857...

Odin: Are... are you listening to me? I said we need to talk!

Effie: 858... 859... 860! Whew!

Odin: EFFIE!

Effie: WHAT? WHY ARE WE YELLING?

Odin: I heard you've been spreading rumors about me. Telling people I'm
"weird." How dare you!

Effie: 861... 862... 863...

Odin: Hey! I'm talking to you. Stop squatting that tree trunk, will you?

Effie: Huh? Sorry, I'm kind of in the middle of something. Can we talk later?

Odin: No! This is important. Why did you tell people that I was weird? Or do
you deny it? Answer me!

Effie: Oh... Yeah, I said that. So what? It wasn't meant as an insult. Just
an observation. I mean... you are weird. Or do YOU deny it? Anyway, can I get
back to my squats now? I'm really behind on my training.

Odin: I'm not weird... I'm hypernormal! So normal that normal people can't
even understand me! Which... I guess... means that they probably think I'm
weird. DAMN IT. Well, glad we could clear that up. Oh, I was also gonna tell
you about a new training technique I've been working on. It's practically
doubled my strength! But, it seems like you're busy, so...

Effie: Doubled your strength? Well, now you've got my attention...

Odin: Sorry, gotta run!
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Effie B
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Effie: Odin, do you have a moment? I've been desperate to speak with you. The
last time we met, you mentioned a certain training technique...

Odin: Training technique? Doesn't sound like anything I'd be interested in.

Effie: Stop joking around! You told me you were using a special technique...
Something that doubled your strength! How could you forget something like
that?

Odin: Oh, right. Of course! Heh. The art of exponential strengthening. Or, as
I like to call it... F.L.A.M.E.!

Effie: F.L.A.M.E.?

Odin: Yes! It stands for Furious Lifting: Art of Muscle Enhancement.

Effie: Yes, that's what I want to learn.

Odin: Well, I suppose I could help you out... but what are you going to do
for me?

Effie: Name your terms. Training is my highest priority. All else is
secondary.

Odin: Oh ho! Can I think about it and get back to you?

Effie: Certainly, as long as you teach me the technique first.

Odin: Deal. Now, still your heart and concentrate. I will begin the
incantations...

Effie: Wait, I thought this was a training technique!

Odin: It's more of a... blessing. Look, do you want to learn or not?

Effie: Yes, yes, get on with it!

Odin: Very well. Hear me, oh spirit of F.L.A.M.E.! Give strength to this
soul. May her muscles enhugeify twofold, and may her lifting be ever
immaculent! F... L... A... M... EEEEEEEEEE! Whew. The spell is complete.

Effie: Those aren't even words. I'm not so sure about-

Odin: Oh, you poor soul. The power of F.L.A.M.E. relies not on mere "words."
Anyway, if you don't like it, I can go ahead and remove the blessing. You may
experience some temporary shrinkage in the muscle region, of course...

Effie: No, no! I believe you! Just don't deactivate F.L.A.M.E.!

Odin: Excellent. Now remember, the power of F.L.A.M.E. requires unconditional
belief.

Effie: The things I do for Lady Elise...
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Effie A

Effie: Odin, look at this.

Odin: Effie? What's up? You look so serious. Is this about F.L.A.M.E.?
Because I have something to confess...

Effie: Look at this rock I'm holding. It looks like granite, right? HYAH!
(Metal breaks)

Odin: You... you just crushed that rock with your bare hands!

Effie: I know! Ever since you cast the F.L.A.M.E. spell on me, I've been able
to do this. The spirit of F.L.A.M.E. is flowing through my body. I can feel
it!

Odin: Er... hang on a minute. How did you actually do that?

Effie: It's F.L.A.M.E.! Listen, normally I can only do about a thousand pull-
ups. But with F.L.A.M.E., I can do two thousand!

Odin: Two THOUSAND?!

Effie: Why are you so surprised?

Odin: I... uh... I'm not surprised. F.L.A.M.E. is very powerful, after all...
I should know that better than anyone. Yes, yes, of course. Uh...

Effie: So, I just have one question. Why haven't you shared the power of
F.L.A.M.E. with anyone else? Can you imagine? If everyone fighting on our
side had access to this power?

Odin: I, uh, don't think that would be a good idea, Effie.

Effie: Why not?

Odin: It's just that... well... I crafted F.L.A.M.E. especially for you. It
would anger the spirit if we shared its power with everyone. Thus, your power
would weaken! And we can't have that, can we? Yeah, that's the ticket.

Effie: I see. Well, as much as I'd like to share, I can't endanger Lady Elise
like that. I'll keep F.L.A.M.E. for myself. Thank you, Odin.

Odin: Yes, of course. Anything for you, Effie.
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Effie S

Odin: Effie, thank you for coming to meet with me today.

Effie: What's the matter, Odin? You look troubled. If you were wondering how
F.L.A.M.E. is working... you can relax.

Odin: Oh, thank goodness. I'm glad you finally realized-

Effie: It's working better than ever! I ran 65 miles and did 1,200 burpees
this morning. At times, I feel as though I can actually SEE the spirit when
I'm working out.

Odin: Wait, really? Perhaps you should seek medical attention... But anyway,
I didn't ask you here today to talk about F.L.A.M.E. Rather, I had something
more romantic in mind. Effie... will you marry me?

Effie: *gasp*

Odin: This whole F.L.A.M.E. thing has showed me that you have an unsullied
heart. Your soul is as clear as a rushing stream on a crisp spring morning.
And I am but a helpless bird who has fallen into your waters.

Effie: ...

Odin: To put it colloquially, I love you, Effie.

Effie: Um, Odin?

Odin: Yeah?

Effie: I feel the same way. I'm in love with you. Your strange genius has
captivated me. But... there's something I must confess.

Odin: Oh, me too!

Effie: F.L.A.M.E.-

Odin: Isn't-

Effie: Real!

Odin: You... you know? But how?

Effie: Oh, Odin. I knew from the very beginning that there was no such thing.

Odin: Whaaaaaat?!

Effie: Well, it's obvious, isn't it? I knew the whole thing was a game. But
the part about "unconditional belief" really struck a chord with me. I
realized that I just need to believe in myself and be confident in my
training!

Odin: But... you crushed a rock! An actual rock... With your hand!

Effie: Yeah, but that's no big deal. See?
(Metal breaks)
Effie: Still, in a weird way, your hoax actually helped me. And... I guess I
just went along with it so we could spend more time together.

Odin: Well, Effie... you are truly amazing on so many levels. I might even go
so far as to say you're the immaculate incarnation of the purehearted.

Effie: I don't know what that means, and I'm 95 percent sure it doesn't mean
anything... But I am under your spell, Odin. So, the answer is yes. I will
marry you.

Odin: Then as long as we are together, I shall be the world's greatest mage.

Effie: Yes, and you will be with me forever, right? Shouldn't we have a
symbol-

Odin: Allow me to present you with a special charm-in the shape of a ring!
Now, this charm will grant the wearer a number of special powers. First! The
power of invisibility. Second-

Effie: Oh, what a beautiful ring. Thank you, Odin. Now... please stop
talking.
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A4. Nyx C

Odin: Nyx. Can you spare a moment?

Nyx: I suppose. What's on your mind?

Odin: I command you to stop infringing on my identity, knave!

Nyx: Excuse me?

Odin: Your innocent act is ill sorted with your menacing aura! And therein
lies the fault! You and I are cut from the same dark, mysterious cloth.

Nyx: What are you babbling about?

Odin: "From childhood, she showed a tremendous talent for the black arts. Her
family, terrified of her powers, raised her almost against their will." These
are the sorts of things I've heard about your past, and I have to say... It's
quite impressive. More than impressive-your past looms large and hungry
behind you. It lurks, it leers, it lunges out from the shadows, forcing me to
acknowledge... You are my true peer. A fellow spelunker in the darkest of
abysses.

Nyx: ... I have no idea what you're talking about.

Odin: In this as in all things, understanding is a superfluous luxury! All
you need know is this: my appreciation for your origins borders on envy...
And I was hoping we could be friends.

Nyx: Uh... sure...
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Nyx B

Odin: Ah, Nyx... you have come, as I knew you must.

Nyx: Yes, Odin. You sent a messenger to have me meet you here. What did you
need?

Odin: We are allies in shadow, you and I. We walk the same lonely path of
endless dusk. When I acknowledged that in you, we formed a bond not easily
broken... But! There can only be one dark paragon! Two cannot stand together
at the summit. And so we must settle this in the only true way: with the
names of our black magic.

Nyx: As usual, I have no idea what you're talking about... Are you saying
that you want to have a duel using black magic?

Odin: Nothing so gauche. We shall duel using the ominous names of our cursed
relics.

Nyx: Wait, what?

Odin: Begin! First is this accursed talisman... The fetish affixed to my left
hand, a fell relic wrought of ash and misery... I give you... Graugang, the
Gray Doom!

Nyx: ...

Odin: Come. Now it is your turn to reveal the true name of one of your cursed
relics!

Nyx: You've... given names to each of your relics? I... uh... haven't done
that.

Odin: Wh-what?! You don't name your relics?! How do you even DO magic?

Nyx: Like you said, I seem to have a natural talent for it... for better or
worse...

Odin: Hmph. I was all wrong about you, Nyx... Your behavior is unbecoming of
a diabolist! Turn in your tome and your profane effigy! Maaaan... and I
thought you were cool...

Nyx: I can tell I've disappointed you... somehow, and I apologize for that...
I guess I still don't really understand what you wanted me to do...

Odin: Can you at least tell me the names of your spells? Rituals? Blasphemous
incantations?

Nyx: I've used so many spells that I couldn't even count them all, much less
name them.

Odin: !!

Nyx: What? What is it now?

Odin: "... Couldn't even count them"? That is... impressive. It's the casual
attitude toward death that I would expect from a fellow shadow dweller.
Wait... does this mean... that you were the true avatar of annihilation all
along...?

Nyx: I'm... going to go now.
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Nyx A

Nyx: Odin.

Odin: No, don't come near... The mere sight of you is a testament to my own
inadequacy...

Nyx: Inadequacy?

Odin: I... I learned more of your past. "In her youth, she used a forbidden
spell... killing most of a village in one fell swoop. The spell stole the
victims' life energy for her, and she hasn't physically aged since."

Nyx: ... Right, that's what happened. You didn't think I was actually a
teenager, did you?

Odin: I admit defeat. You are victorious.

Nyx: Huh?

Odin: Your origin story, your attitude-you are the avatar of annihilation
here. Compared to you, I'm a dark dilettante at best, a complete fraud at
worst... If only I had a tragic past like yours...

Nyx: Trust me, Odin, my past is nothing to envy. To tell the truth, I
actually envy you.

Odin: What? Why?

Nyx: I don't understand everything you say, but I can see the passion behind
it. And it looks to me like following that passion actually brings you
happiness. Am I right?

Odin: Well... yes.

Nyx: I would give literally anything to feel that. Eternal youth is also
eternal stagnation. I haven't been passionate about anything in so long...

Odin: ...

Nyx: What I'm saying is you're fine the way you are. Go on being Odin.

Odin: Y-you are serious?

Nyx: Yes.

Odin: W-well... good. Thank you for that.

Nyx: Anytime, Odin. Be yourself, and I'll try to do the same.
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Nyx S

Nyx: All right, Odin. What's with the secrecy? Why did you call me out here?

Odin: Well, Nyx, I've been thinking about a child.

Nyx: A child? What child?

Odin: The child that will be born to us.

Nyx: What? Make sense!

Odin: A child who might inherit your calamitous might, as well as my own
sacred blood... We will continue to exist in our child, like a bridge
connecting us to the future... That's what I was thinking of. Deep, right?

Nyx: ... In other words... This is your roundabout way of proposing to me?

Odin: W-well... you could take it like that...

Nyx: I see... I'm disappointed in you, Odin.

Odin: What?

Nyx: A cowardly, indirect proposal is hardly behavior for a mysterious,
shadowy figure. A proper practitioner of the fell arts would just ask
directly, consequences be damned!

Odin: Your words strike with the force of the most fearsome curses...

Nyx: Odin, did you have something to say?

Odin: N-no... nothing at all. I... could have proposed normally if... I
wasn't so intimidated. But every time I look at you and your unholier-than-
thou aura, I feel unworthy...

Nyx: Will you stop doing that? I told you once. I accept who you are,
regardless of how malefic you might not be.

Odin: I know you say that, but...

Nyx: No! Say it right! This is your last chance.

Odin: All right... ... Nyx... I love you. Please accept this ring and marry
me.

Nyx: ... That's better. Yes. Now, what shall we name this child you're
imagining?
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A4. Selena C

Selena: *sigh*

Odin: Selena! A spell of gloom has ensnared you! Hold and allow me to dispel
it! Depart or be destroyed, evil magic! Release Selena from her torment!
*gasp* It remains unaffected! I must prepare another chant...

Selena: I'm fine, Odin. I was just feeling lonely.

Odin: Lonely, you say?

Selena: Yeah.

Odin: What has brought on such feelings of desolation, my friend?

Selena: I can't really say it aloud, but... I miss our homeland. You know the
one. It's so very out of reach... I guess I'm just a little homesick.

Odin: Ah, yes. Homesickness is a mortal affliction. Be careful lest it
overtake you.

Selena: Do you ever feel that way?

Odin: No. That demon has yet to lay its infernal hands upon me.

Selena: Oh. I wish I was the same. *sigh* If only there was something I could
do to feel better...

Odin: Hm. I have no choice, then.

Selena: Huh? What was that?

Odin: Oh nothing! See you later!

Selena: He's so odd... same as always.
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Selena B

Odin: Selena. You're looking a little happier today! Not quite so... severe.
Heheh. Get it?

Selena: Don't even joke like that, Odin! Do you want us to- Ugh! Never mind.
Anyway, yes, I'm feeling much better today. I had a nice dream about all our
old friends.

Odin: Oh? And what exactly transpired in this dream reunion?

Selena: We were in a hot spring. I think it was one we've been to before. My
hair was dyed, and I was wearing a cute outfit...

Odin: Oh? That sounds like fun.

Selena: It was. You were there too, actually.

Odin: I was? What was I doing?

Selena: I think you were wearing a cute outfit too. You were trying to be
cool, as usual. But... it's strange. People actually thought you were! Cool,
I mean. Even I did.

Odin: Mwahahaha! Naturally! Though maybe I should dial it back a little next
time...

Selena: Huh? Did you say something?

Odin: No! Of course not! In any case, I'm glad you're no longer feeling
homesick.

Selena: I mean, it's not like it's completely gone. I still feel that way.
Just a little less so...

Odin: I see. Then I must act again tonight. Good day, Selena!
(Time passes)

Selena: Zzzzzz... Zzzzzz...

Odin: Selena? Stir now, if you wish to live! ... Excellent. No reaction. She
seems to be deep in slumber once more. Now then, to fashion a new dream for
her, I must cast my greatest spell yet- Odin's Oneiric Onslaught! Yes, now I
shall free your mind from all its worries... Let's see... this time I'll make
her dream of the harvest festival. And the festival will culminate with the
unveiling of my new spell. Which in turn will lead to my becoming the supreme
leader of the entire world! Ooh, that's a good plot! Yes, that'll do. Let's
get to it, then. I call to ye, dark beasts that roam the realm of
unconsciousness! Lend me your strength-mold a new reality for the mind of
this dreamer! Grant... me... thy... POWER!
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Selena A

Selena: Hey, Odin! I have a question for you. Just answer honestly, and I
PROMISE I won't get mad.

Odin: Um... what's on your mind, Selena?

Selena: Did you happen to sneak into my bedroom the other night?

Odin: What?! How dare you! I would never-

Selena: REALLY? Then how do you explain this scrap of paper I found by my
pillow? It says "new spell ritual notes." I found a bunch of weird half-
burned herbs too. YOU are the only one in the world who carries stupid things
like this around!

Odin: I can explain!

Selena: I KNEW IT! WHAT WERE YOU DOING IN MY BEDROOM?! By the gods, if you
were doing anything gross, I will destroy-

Odin: No! Of course not! What kind of monster do you think I am?!

Selena: Then what were you doing?! Tell me or I'm going straight to Lord Leo.
Maybe even Lord Xander!!

Odin: No, don't! I'll tell you! Just calm down... The truth is... I was
casting a spell to give you good dreams.

Selena: What?

Odin: When you woke up this morning, how did you feel? Were you happy?

Selena: Well... yeah. I was. I had another dream about being with our old
friends again.

Odin: At the harvest festival, right?

Selena: ... How did you know that?

Odin: Because that's the dream I created for you. I knew you were feeling
homesick... so I conjured a sweet dream for you.

Selena: What? How did you do that? I've never heard of such a spell!

Odin: Heh. For one such as I, a spell like that is mere child's play. My
magic can alter the fabric of reality- so much easier the fabric of dreams.
All I needed to do was hold those herbs while chanting the plot of the dream.

Selena: I would normally never believe you actually have power like that,
but... Hmm. In both dreams, everybody loved you and thought you were the
coolest guy ever. And in the harvest-festival dream, you were voted ruler of
the entire world.

Odin: Ah, such sweet words. If only I could have seen these things myself.

Selena: It was so ridiculous and impossible, I should have known.

Odin: Hey!

Selena: Anyway, I guess I'll forgive you for creeping in my room. You were
only trying to help. But if you ever change my dreams without my permission
again, I will END you. Understand? And if I do give you permission, you're
not allowed to make yourself seem cooler.

Odin: *sigh* But that was the fun part...
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Selena S

Odin: Hearken to me, goddess of mine heart! I bring glad tidings!

Selena: Ugh, what now?

Odin: I know this is sudden, but I must tell you before the darkness
overcomes me.

Selena: Oh, calm down. Out with it already!

Odin: I... I want you to marry me, Selena.

Selena: ... You what?!

Odin: I awoke this morning possessed by a single thought: I love you. My
heart was aflutter with admiration of your beauty and grace. I realized then
and there that I had to marry you.

Selena: Oh, wow. I can't believe it worked. Not how I intended it to, though.
(I just whispered random stuff into his ear while he slept to get back at
him... )

Odin: Selena? What's wrong?

Selena: N-nothing. It's nothing!

Odin: Perfect. Then allow me to present you with this Ring of Eternal Joy.
With this, let us join our lives and our hearts for now and ever!

Selena: Look, Odin, this is very sweet, but I can't accept it. See, uh, your
feelings... they aren't real.

Odin: What? Of course they are! They're more real than anything I've ever
felt! I beseech you-

Selena: Hey, whoa! None of that! No beseeching! I'm serious. Your feelings
aren't real. Maybe you should just take a day or two and think about them
some more.

Odin: What do you- Ohhh. I see. You think it was that little dream spell you
tried to use on me.

Selena: H-how did you know about that?

Odin: I was awake the whole time. It was quite amusing! You aren't entirely
wrong, however. I AM proposing to you because of that spell. Before you left,
you put your hand on my cheek so tenderly... It was only for a moment. But I
knew what it meant.

Selena: Y-you mean... Then you know...

Odin: Yes. And it was at that moment that the amorous spirits sang to me. The
heart of Odin Dark is scarred with the millionfold deaths left in his wake...
Those of his enemies... his family... his friends... his entire world. And
the only one in possession of the precious salve of love is you. Selena the
Moonborn, will you have me?

Selena: Nope.

Odin: Whuh?! But I thought... I thought we were meant for each other. Is it
possible the touching of my face was simply the tracing of an arcane rune?
Oh, you are a clever one, she-witch, but I will NOT be ensnared by your
devilry!

Selena: Odin. Cut it out. I want you to be serious about this.

Odin: Oh...

Selena: Now, please. Ask me again. Ask me like you want me to truly be yours
forever.

Odin: OK... Here I go! Selena... I love you more than anything else in this
world. In any world. ... Will you marry me?

Selena: ... Very well. I love you, Odin.

Odin: And I love you, Selena. I promise I will remain by your side
forevermore. Through time, through space, through different worlds. Nothing
will separate us.

Selena: Thank you. And I make the same vow to you, my love.
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A4. Beruka C

Beruka: Odin. I need to talk to you.

Odin: What is it?

Beruka: I've heard that you don't just fight with spells-you can create them,
too.

Odin: You have heard truly! My skill in crafting spells has no peer among the
living! Indeed, my fame (OR INFAMY) in the art is such that I have earned
various sobriquets: High King of Hocus, Pontiff of Pocus, Mr. Somatic
Component, to name a few... The world is vast, but I can safely say that I am
the greatest mage it has ever known.

Beruka: ... Good. I need you to make me a special spell.

Odin: What? A special spell?

Beruka: Yes. A spell to make me... feel things. Like happiness, anger, stuff
like that.

Odin: You want a spell to help you experience emotions? Why?

Beruka: Don't want to talk about it.

Odin: I-I see... No matter! Odin Dark can grant this wish! I shall begin
preparing straightaway!

Beruka: ... Thanks.
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Beruka B

Odin: Beruka! I have completed the spell you requested! It is called Gefühle
Hersteller!

Beruka: Gefühle Hersteller...?

Odin: It makes a most pleasant sensation in the mouth, does it not? Now, sit
over there.

Beruka: OK...

Odin: It begins! Gefühle...

Beruka: Hold on. So when you cast this spell, I'll have normal, human
emotions?

Odin: Yes! You'll experience the highs, the lows, and the precious in-
betweens of feeling!

Beruka: Just like everyone else...

Odin: Yes! Your normalization is at hand! Now... Gefühle Hersteller!
(Time passes)
Odin: That should do it! How do you feel? Or rather, do you feel?

Beruka: ... I feel the same. Are you sure it worked?

Odin: A spell by the Jinxinatrix? Of course it worked. However, the effect
will be stronger the more you believe in it. So believe hard.

Beruka: I see. Thank you...

Odin: Before you go, I must know: Why did you ask me for this spell? If
you'll tell me your story, we can call that payment enough for my services.

Beruka: ... OK... I'll tell you... I was an unwanted child, and my parents
threw me out early. My parents gave me nothing-not love, not education, not
even a kind word. I think that's why I have trouble feeling things. I had to
shut it off when I was little. I didn't want to spend the rest of my life
like that, so I came to you for help.

Odin: I see... You used to be an assassin, didn't you? How did you come to
that line of work?

Beruka: I lived in a slum. I started by killing people for their food-later I
killed for clients.

Odin: Now THAT'S a dark past! I wish I'd thought of it! But just because your
story is my payment, you don't need to go embellishing it!

Beruka: Nothing I have said is exaggerated.

Odin: R-right, of c-course... I thank you for sharing your gripping tale,
which has gripped me in all the right spots. I hope your new life with
Gefühle Hersteller is more fulfilling. Um... farewell!
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Beruka A

Beruka: Odin. We must talk.

Odin: What is it, Beruka? I see a rage that would topple mountains rising in
your eyes...

Beruka: The spell I commissioned. It doesn't do anything.

Odin: ... I-is that so?

Beruka: Yes. You were paid for your services, but the spell is worthless.
That is... unforgivable.

Odin: Now, now, now, let's be calm! I, uh, see the source of your confusion!
The spell is incomplete! I haven't finished casting it yet-that's why there's
no effect!

Beruka: It's not... done?

Odin: Right! The other day was a preparation for the real casting. Like, if
we were cooking, it'd be like setting the pot to boil! ... No, more like
preparing the soup stock! Or perhaps growing the vegetables...

Beruka: I get it. If there's more to do, then get on it. Now.

Odin: O-of course. We'll start immediately! The next step is... praxis!

Beruka: Praxis?

Odin: Correct. I must drill you on expressing your feelings through your
face! Emotions are mysterious things. If you can make a happy face, you'll
become happier! This process is called "sympathetic magic."

Beruka: Hmm...

Odin: Just look at my face and do what I do. First... "Heart-Lightening
Glee!" ... Beruka, look. This is what glee looks like. Try it.

Beruka: ...

Odin: The spell I've put on you will have relaxed your face's ability to make
expressions. If you try as hard as you can, you should be able to smile...

Beruka: Like this?

Odin: ... Different from what I was doing, but it will suffice. It's your
version of glee... Now, let's move on to the next expression: "Volcanic
Rage!"

Beruka: ... Will this do?

Odin: Yes! You're a natural at that one! Try a painful one: "Abysmal
Anguish!"

Beruka: Done.

Odin: Yes! It worked even better than I imagined! I was able to read every
nuance and mood! Mark this day well, Beruka, for it is the first of your new
emotional life! Come back tomorrow, and I shall drill you on emotions both
rare and powerful!

Beruka: Thank you, Odin. I do feel like things are going to be different from
now on...
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Beruka S

Odin: Beruka, I asked you here because I have one final test for your
emotional reactions.

Beruka: What kind of test?

Odin: A test with just one question... Will you marry me?

Beruka: ... This is not what I expected.

Odin: Probably not, but would you consider doing me the honor?

Beruka: Is this because you cast that spell on me? Isn't that... creepy?

Odin: It certainly would be creepy if I proposed after using emotion magic on
you, but... Good news! The spell was a complete fake! No magic to it at all!
You did it yourself!

Beruka: You're saying this whole thing has been a lie?

Odin: Lie? Perish the thought! Take the thought from its home and murder it
in the street! No lie, but a way to crack your shell against the bowl and
find the feelings-yolk within! I admit I was trying to trick you at first,
but I did genuinely want to help.

Beruka: Why? Why would you care about me?

Odin: It was your story about growing up without love. Stories are important
to me, and that was the saddest one I've ever heard. It made me want to help.
To undo some of the damage your parents did. But as we spent time together, I
began to see the self you've hidden from everyone. You're a compelling,
complex person, and I hope to spend my life getting to know you. I talk too
much, but let me boil it down: I love you. Please marry me.

Beruka: ... I've never felt so many feelings at once before. It's
overwhelming... But, thanks to your lessons, I can tell that I'm feeling...
Happy... And... a little embarrassed... There's a lot, and I can't name them
all... But I guess the strongest one... is happiness after all...

Odin: That's wonderful! I promise many more happy times in the future if
you'll marry me.

Beruka: Yes... I believe you. Thank you, Odin. I will marry you.

Odin: Let the angels set out a celebratory ambrosia buffet! Even as an old
hand at emotion-having, this is the happiest I've ever been!
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A4. Peri C

Odin: Aahhh!

Peri: Odin, what's the matter?

Odin: Oh... nothing.

Peri: You just screamed and gave a little shiver like you were scared of me!

Odin: *gulp* Rumors swirl about you like a deadly cataclysm!

Peri: Wha?

Odin: Never mind. I must be on my way. Be well.

Peri: Hold up, right there! WHAT rumors?!

Odin: I shouldn't have said anything!

Peri: Aww, come on! You can tell me. I promise not to get mad.

Odin: Good! Because I heard when you're angered, your bloodlust knows no
bounds! Your venomous sword is swift and absolute. Kittens and babies quake
in fear!

Peri: What?! Kittens and babies? How could you say something like that? Yeah,
I get worked up sometimes, but I'm not THAT scary!

Odin: Are you certain? The stars themselves cry out in terror-

Peri: Odin, you're such a jerk! When have I ever done anything to you?! I
can't believe you'd listen to a bunch of nasty rumors instead of me-your
friend!
(Peri leaves)

Odin: My words were too powerful for her!
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Peri B

Odin: Peri, I would apologize to you for the other day. Speculation led me
astray. I should not judge things Odin's eye did not see!

Peri: That's OK. I understand.

Odin: So, tell me, Peri, what unspeakable acts are you performing in Nohr's
underbelly?

Peri: What?! Are you listening to more rumors?

Odin: This is no rumor! My disbelieving eyes watched you travel to the slums!

Peri: Huh?

Odin: I saw where you went last night-straight into that den of hoodlums and
thieves!

Peri: You followed me?!

Odin: Yes! You cannot fool Odin Dark! I followed you! I kept hoping you'd
turn back. But you walked all the way from our camp to the most abysmal part
of town!

Peri: And what's wrong with that?

Odin: I see you care little for your reputation, but have you considered
Prince Xander? I doubt he'd enjoy having his name dragged through the sludge!

Peri: *gasp* I never thought about that!

Odin: Well, you should!

Peri: Oh, no! I feel t-terrible! *sniffle*

Odin: Wait! You're not crying, are you?!

Peri: I'm not going to kill anyone if that's what you're so worried about!
Leave me alone!
(Peri leaves)

Odin: Peri, wait!
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Peri A

Odin: Peri, why have you summoned me to the Nohrian underground? Ruffians
abound!

Peri: I want you to look around! Do you see all these people? They're not so
bad!

Odin: You didn't drag Odin Dark here expecting him to befriend these people,
did you?!

Peri: No, but it wouldn't be a bad idea! They're really nice!

Odin: And how would you know, O lurker of the shadows?

Peri: Because I'm the leader of their anger- management support group!

Odin: What?! You're teaching these people?!

Peri: Yep! I don't know if you've heard, but sometimes I go a little bit
crazy. Once I've tasted blood on the battlefield, it's pretty hard to snap
out of it.

Odin: So I've heard.

Peri: Lord Xander wants me to be in control, so I learned some calming
techniques. They helped me so much that I wanted to pass them on to someone
else. Where better to find people with violence problems than in the
underground? My group is made up of the worst thieves, murderers, and
scoundrels in all of Nohr!

Odin: So that's where you've been sneaking off to?

Peri: Yep! If I can help these people clean up their act, then I can help
clean up Nohr!

Odin: What outlandish miscalculation! I'm sorry, Peri. I misjudged you.

Peri: That's OK. Some of the rumors may be true, but they don't tell the
whole story. That crazy, violent girl isn't who I am. Anyway, class is about
to start. See ya!

Odin: Oh. It's time for Odin Dark to disappear!

Peri: You know, you could stay and watch if you want. We could always use the
help. They don't bite or throw things once they get to know you. Come on and
meet them!

Odin: That's OK. I remembered some urgent magic I must uncork. Excuse me!

Peri: All right! Later!
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Peri S

Odin: Ah, my celestial being, fresh from class! Those ruffians hung on every
utterance. "Take a deep breath when you get angry. Think of flowers when
you're sad." What a brilliant light you are to those shrouded in darkness!

Peri: Wow. You really listened, didn't you? I'm impressed!

Odin: No, the glory is all yours! Bask in it!

Peri: Thanks. It was hard at first. There were some bloody noses and one
cracked rib. But now we get along so well! They all call me "Boss." Isn't
that cute?

Odin: Lord Xander would be impressed. There will be a new rumor about you,
Boss of Nohr!

Peri: I'd love that!

Odin: I hope you'll love this too. ... I, Odin Dark, present to his celestial
being this gift!

Peri: What?!

Odin: It's a promise in the shape of infinity.

Peri: Huh?!

Odin: It may be too soon for him to speak of love. He's still slightly
terrified of you... But Peri-errr, Boss-will you honor humble Odin by going
on a date with him?

Peri: Yep! On one condition.

Odin: Anything his celestial being requests!

Peri: Humble Odin needs to stop talking about himself in the third person.
It's confusing!

Odin: But I've been practicing this speech all day! ... Wait! Don't get mad!
What I mean is... Yes, I'm sure he-I mean ME! I can arrange that!

Peri: Yay! Then I'm in!

Odin: Whew! A bond like ours-forged in the Nohrian slums-can never die!
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A4. Charlotte C

Odin: Ha. Your flimsy deceptions are as sheerest gossamer to me, charlatan...

Charlotte: Eeeeek! Oh, Odin, it's just you. Are you bored or something?

Odin: "Bored"? Why, the word lives not in the fecund orchard of my
vocabulary! I do not get "bored." Boredom is for those of less heroic
lineage. Rather, I am stymied by the yawning abyss of too many opportunities!

Charlotte: O-oh, I didn't know... That sounds... amazing, actually. Tee hee!

Odin: And know this: your villainous "tees" and nefarious "hees" have no
effect on me!

Charlotte: What?

Odin: Your deceptive charms are wasted on one whose very blood is a truth
potion!

Charlotte: Deceptive...? I'm afraid I don't really understand what you
meeeean...

Odin: Don't understand? Of course-you must always play the fool in your
silken motley. But I've been watching you. Your personality goes through more
change than a moneylender over a day. You choose which of your painted masks
to wear depending on who you're talking to.

Charlotte: Wh-whaaaaat?!

Odin: There is no use denying it. My truth shines out like a beacon in the
fog of your lies!

Charlotte: Well, I'm sure I don't know WHAT you mean. My personality doesn't
change!

Odin: You may have blinded the others, but I see everything... My third eye,
Truth Strahl, the organ of my sacred sight, aches, stirs... and hungers! That
is all I will tell you for today. If you wish to know more, ask me another
time.

Charlotte: ...
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Charlotte B

Charlotte: Odin! I'm heeeere. I'm ready to hear about your Tooth Crawl or
whatever it was. ... "Tooth"? No, it was "Truth," right? I'm soooo silly
sometimes! Do you think you could answer a few itty-bitty questions about
that?

Odin: We may speak, but you must do it as an adult. Your affected
childishness has no effect on Odin, Parter of the Veil.

Charlotte: ... Fine, if you say so. This all right?

Odin: It will suffice. Before we begin, I must know one thing: What do you
seek?

Charlotte: Seek?

Odin: Yes. Every deception has a purpose, and every deceiver a goal.
Maintaining your various guises costs you effort-what do you hope to gain
from it?

Charlotte: Oh, that's easy. I want everyone to like me. But specifically the
men. I want them to find me irresistible.

Odin: ... I see. You want to be the center of attention. I know something
about that. You wish to dominate men's hearts and minds, but lack my own
sorcerous wiles. I must reveal to you your folly in the most direct manner
possible... You're doing it wrong.

Charlotte: Huh?

Odin: If you want to be loved by all, you cannot achieve it through mere
fraud. Consider: As more fall under your sway, how will you know which face
to wear? You cannot be everyone at once.

Charlotte: I... hadn't thought about it that way...

Odin: You must craft a persona so intriguing that none can help but love you,
as I have done. Right now you divine what people want and act like that. It
gives everyone else power over you, rather than the reverse.

Charlotte: I-I get that... Hey, could you teach me how you do it? How you
just decide to be amazing?

Odin: I could, but such instruction is not without price: you must call me
"Professor Odin."

Charlotte: I will, with pleasure.

Odin: Then I will teach you... the secret art of Confident-Persona
Bewitchery! We will begin immediately. Which would you say is your most
powerful hand?
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Charlotte A

Charlotte: Professor Odin! What's happening to me? I tried to practice
Confident-Persona Bewitchery, and it didn't work AT ALL!

Odin: How can that be?! Tell me exactly what happened, and leave no detail
undisclosed.

Charlotte: I had practiced my confident aura, as you taught me... And I was
going to try it out on that cute guard, as you suggested.

Odin: Perfect! No common guard could withstand a concerted assault of your
charms!

Charlotte: I went to where he was, extended my right hand just like you do,
and said: "I am Charlotte of the Lace, an avatar of Love, chosen to fight in
her holy name!" So everything was going well, and he was smiling, so I went
on: "Nuuhh... No! Power of love-surging uncontrollably! My wards are
useless!" Then I took off the bandage I had wrapped around my arm and yelled:
"Can't hold it back! Behold my power and my curse, heretical love unbound!"
Then the guard laughed and said, "You need a day off."  Professor Odin, I'm
not sure Confident- Persona Bewitchery is working for me.

Odin: ...

Charlotte: Professor Odin! What is it?! Are you sick?!

Odin: No... I'm just... trembling... at the sight of unfurled excellence...
You have done it, Charlotte! You have mastered Confident-Persona Bewitchery!

Charlotte: ... Huh?

Odin: That guard is yours now! Your flawless technique has permanently
ensorcelled him!

Charlotte: R-really?

Odin: Yes! Telling you that you need a day off is really just a way of asking
you on a date!

Charlotte: I... guess I see how you could interpret it to mean that... So...
it went all right...

Odin: "All right"? Bards shall sing of the moment you revealed your
charismatic puissance! With just a bit more training, you'll have the entire
army in your enchanting thrall!

Charlotte: The entire army? That's amazing!

Odin: Isn't it? We'll begin immediately! You must hone your mien to razor
keenness!

Charlotte: Leave it to me, Professor Odin!
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Charlotte S

Charlotte: Professor Odin, what's wrong?

Odin: Thank you for coming, Charlotte. I wanted to tell you that our
relationship as teacher and student has ended.

Charlotte: What? Why?

Odin: From now on, I would like to begin a new relationship: as husband and
wife.

Charlotte: Hang on...

Odin: I'm afraid you have learned my lessons too well... Like the sculptor
who fell in love with his own statue, I am victim to your bewitchery. For a
while now, our lessons have just been a way to spend more time with you.

Charlotte: Weren't you trying to teach me that deceit was nothing to base a
relationship on?

Odin: W-well, yes, but...

Charlotte: And "Confident-Persona Bewitchery" ISN'T something you learned at
a love monastery?

Odin: St-strictly speaking... no. But this is a ring that I made specially
for you! It's real! Please accept it!

Charlotte: ... Hmpf!
(Damage dealt)

Odin: OW! You hit me! Why did you hit me?

Charlotte: For talking down to me about being a liar when you're just as much
of a fake as I am! But I do feel a bit better after punching you. And I HAVE
been a bit of a fraud, too. I only went along with the lessons because you've
always seemed so sure of yourself. I wanted a bit of that in my life. Maybe
the two of us deserve each other... Is the ring offer still good after I
punched you?

Odin: ...

Charlotte: Odin?

Odin: Ahhhh... my apologies. You hit me so hard I was briefly transported to
another plane... Eventually I will need to go back to my own world...

Charlotte: Stop speaking nonsense and give me an answer. Do you still want to
marry me?

Odin: Yes. Or I should say... I need you in my life. To be honest, I'm a bit
strange, and I think you're strange in some of the same ways. I think we'll
have a good, strange life together.

Charlotte: I like it. Here's to our strange life together, Odin, and the new
parts we'll play. May we never get too honest with one another!
________________________________________________________________
Niles!

A5. Azura C

Niles: Lady Azura, might I entice you over here for a little chat?

Azura: Uh...

Niles: What's the matter? You don't look busy right now. Surely you can spare
a moment.

Azura: It's not that. It's just... What in the world do you and I have to
discuss?

Niles: Why, we could talk about any number of things!

Azura: Niles, I'm not trying to be rude, but you have a reputation for being
inappropriate!

Niles: That I do! But fear not, milady. I swear to keep my tongue under tight
reign with you. I would never want to bring you disgrace by exposing those
lovely ears to my filth.

Azura: Are you being serious?

Niles: You have my word.

Azura: I have to confess. I'm a little shocked. I never knew you could be
such a gentleman.

Niles: Well, give me a chance sometime. There's more I'd like to explain, but
not just yet.

Azura: All right, Niles. I'll wait.
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Azura B

Niles: Lady Azura, I'm sorry I left you hanging the other day.

Azura: Our conversation ended on a mysterious note, didn't it?

Niles: Let me explain. You see-I believe that you and I are cut from the same
cloth.

Azura: Do you? And HOW exactly is that?

Niles: Well, you don't have to look so horrified. At least, allow me to
finish! You and I have both experienced real suffering unlike most of the
idiots we know.

Azura: What do you mean?

Niles: As a child, I was abandoned by my parents and had to fend for myself
in the slums. Before Lord Leo accepted me as his retainer, I was literally
living in the gutter...

Azura: I had no idea!

Niles: It's left me with a low tolerance for people who lack compassion. I
cannot stand shallow people! I try to avoid them at all costs.

Azura: I understand.

Niles: I know you do. I can tell that you are different from the others,
milady. In fact, I get the impression that your childhood was no picnic
either. You keep your distance by being aloof, while I actively drive people
away. The more people I offend, the fewer I have to put up with. See? We're
quite the same.

Azura: You have a point there.

Niles: I thought we should be friends since we've got so much in common.

Azura: I'm a little surprised by all this, but I'm glad to give you a chance.

Niles: Good. We'll talk soon then. I look forward to it.

Azura: Me too, Niles.
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Azura A

Azura: Niles, so we meet again.

Niles: Yes.

Azura: So...

Niles: Ah...

Azura: ... Hmm. This is awkward. I have no idea what we should talk about! I
usually try to avoid making idle chitchat.

Niles: I know what you mean. I can think of a hundred ways to make someone
cringe. But when it comes to small talk, I'm at a loss. *sigh* We're like
porcupines-aren't we?

Azura: Porcupines?!

Niles: Yes. We've armed ourselves with barbs to drive other people away. Even
if I wanted to get close to someone, I'd probably stab them on accident.

Azura: I'd prefer to think of myself as a rose, not a porcupine-but I see
what you mean.

Niles: Making friends is hard, isn't it?

Azura: It doesn't have to be.

Niles: No?

Azura: Honestly, Niles, I feel closer to you already. You've shown me another
side to you. I think we're doing well for two porcupines! Any closer, and
we'll only injure each other.

Niles: Ah, that's fair. We should probably keep a safe distance then.

Azura: Yes. Perhaps we should discuss the weather. Isn't that what others do?

Niles: I believe you're right. Hmm... I rather enjoy sunny days like this.
Don't you?

Azura: Yes! But my favorite are snowy winter mornings. I get up early and
make cocoa...
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Azura S

Azura: Niles, is something wrong? You have a very serious look on your face.

Niles: I need to be honest with you.

Azura: Hold on right there! Is that what I think it is?!

Niles: This? It's a ring.

Azura: That better not be a wedding ring!

Niles: Would that be such a problem? Lady Azura, you're all I can think
about...

Azura: Let's slow down for a minute and discuss this like two reasonable
adults. Niles, I do have feelings for you, but we've barely managed to
discuss the weather! It's like you said... If we get too close, we'll only
end up hurting each other.

Niles: Who says we have to get any closer?

Azura: But you said-

Niles: I don't want to ruin what we have now, and neither do you. This ring
is a sign of my commitment to you. I want to be with you forever... even if
it must be from a safe distance.

Azura: Do you really mean that? I am so grateful we found each other. I'll
treasure this ring-and you-always.

Niles: Thank you, milady. I never expected to find such happiness.
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A5. Felicia C

Felicia: And... there. Plated the soup without a hitch. Now to serve it to
everyone... *quiver*... *shake*... Ah... aaaah...! N-nooo!
(Dish breaks)

Niles: ...

Felicia: Niles! Oh no! Oh gosh! Are you all right? I'm so sorry! Let me wipe
that off right away!

Niles: They told me about this, but I didn't believe them.

Felicia: Huh?

Niles: About your ineptitude below and short of the call of duty, I mean. But
to experience it for myself, up close and personal, is something else. Did
you want my clothes off so badly that you'd spill hot soup on them?

Felicia: I-it was an accident, I assure you!

Niles: ... *sigh* I guess you're too flustered for the implications to sink
in. Well, no matter. I'd just better change my clothes now.

Felicia: Again, I am so, so sorry!

Niles: Right here in the middle of the room is as good a place as any. Don't
you think?

Felicia: Wh-whatever you think best!

Niles: And you understand that before I can put the new clothes on... I'll
have to strip down out of these soiled, filthy ones.

Felicia: I'll take them straight to the laundry!

Niles: ... You know, it's not as much fun when you don't take the bait.
Forget it. I don't need to change-it's not even enough to leave a stain.

Felicia: Oh! So you're not upset? Whew...
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Felicia B

Felicia: Niles, um... I brought dessert for you. I made it just for you, so
don't tell anyone about it, OK?

Niles: Why just for me?

Felicia: It's my apology for spilling soup on you.

Niles: Ahh. So you're giving me special treatment, then. Personalized
service.

Felicia: Yes. I-I mean, I know it doesn't make up for everything. I just
thought...

Niles: No, go ahead. At least I don't have to worry about cake spilling on
me.

Felicia: It isn't cake. I prepared something much better than that!

Niles: Oh? Do tell.

Felicia: I'm positive you'll enjoy it. Most people who get a taste of this
say it feels like heaven!

Niles: Now you've got my attention. I didn't know you would go to such
lengths... You had me fooled with that innocent facade, but you're a real
piece of work.

Felicia: Heehee... so you're coming around on me, hmmm?

Niles: I'm seeing you in a new light, that's for certain.

Felicia: All right, now close your eyes, please.

Niles: Funny, that's exactly the light I wanted to see you in next.

Felicia: Now stay still... just like that... Heehee!

Niles: Hello, what's this I'm holding now?

Felicia: Open your eyes and see!

Niles: ... What in the world? It's just a cookie.

Felicia: Oh, it's not JUST a cookie! This cookie is so yummy, you'll feel
like you're in heaven! That's why I call it my Angel's Cookie!

Niles: Ngh... If this is a deliberate tease, then my hat is off to you.

Felicia: Wh...what? What do you mean?!

Niles: Don't toy with me. I know you're not that innocent.

Felicia: You don't like the way it tastes...? Don't worry. The name might
make it sound bad, but you won't die if you eat it. E-everyone tells me it's
really good! I use only the most special honey!

Niles: (She has to be doing this on purpose... )
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Felicia A

Felicia: I brought tea, Niles. Would you like some?

Niles: No, I wouldn't.

Felicia: Oh... well, maybe some other time! Whoa... Aaah! Whooooops!
(Dish breaks)

Niles: ...

Felicia: Oh gods! Niles, are you OK?! I didn't burn you, did I?!

Niles: Well, I am smoldering a bit. But what else is new, eh?

Felicia: I'll wipe it off right away! Ohhh, this is so mortifying...
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Niles: Don't bother. And don't bother apologizing, for that matter. I won't
mince words. Just looking at you burns me worse than any spilled tea could.

Felicia: Huh...?

Niles: You royal servants... living without a care in the world or a thought
in your head. It would be easier to take if my nasty jibes had any effect. At
least then I could get some satisfaction out of the shocked look on your
face. But you're too dull to understand the most basic double entendre.
Utterly loathsome...

Felicia: Y-you have me all wrong... I didn't always serve the royal family! I
actually came from the Ice Tribe.

Niles: The Ice Tribe? Really? Isn't that the one King Garon brought to heel
under Nohrian control?

Felicia: Yes. I'm the chieftain's daughter, in fact.

Niles: Then you must have come to Nohr from your homeland as a hostage.

Felicia: I-I don't think of myself that way...

Niles: But it's the truth regardless. I'm sorry. I take back what I said
about you.

Felicia: Huh?

Niles: Life wasn't easy for me growing up, either. So I take great
satisfaction in messing with people who had life handed to them. But in your
case, I made a mistake. You weren't raised in any warm, loving arms.

Felicia: Ahaha. You're right, the Ice Tribe homeland isn't warm at all.
Still... you weren't so wrong when you guessed I haven't known much hardship.
I enjoy my life here very much.

Niles: Oh? Well, I'll let it slide either way. My apology still stands, and
I'm willing to overlook the tea you dumped on me.

Felicia: Really...?

Niles: So long as you wipe it up before you go.

Felicia: Of course! I'll bring a towel to wipe you off right away. Oh, and
more tea!

Niles: The towel is enough. I've had my fill of tea. Maybe some warm milk,
though...
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Felicia S

Felicia: You called, Niles?

Niles: Yeah. Take a seat.

Felicia: O-OK. I-is here all right?

Niles: Anywhere is fine. Today, I decided I'd brew you some tea for a change.
Wait right here and I'll fetch it.

Felicia: ...

Niles: Sorry to keep you waiting. Some tea for you, and a cookie to go with
it.

Felicia: Unbelievable...

Niles: What is?

Felicia: The way you manage to carry the pitcher AND tray without tripping.

Niles: Heh. Don't assume everyone has the same difficulties as you.

Felicia: Of course. My mistake...

Niles: The cookie is an Angel's Cookie. The recipe wasn't that hard to figure
out. As for the tea, it's a special blend I devised myself for the occasion.

Felicia: Erm... a special blend of what exactly?

Niles: Here you are. It should be obvious at a glance.

Felicia: Er... Oh! Hahahaha!

Niles: What's so funny?

Felicia: I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh. I was just surprised to see you make
mistakes too. The cup you gave me is empty! And a little dirty... Someone
left a ring in it.

Niles: I didn't make any mistake.

Felicia: Huh?

Niles: The ring is a gift to you. Try it on.

Felicia: What? N-no, that's too much! I mean... I can't accept such a
valuable gift.

Niles: Ah, but there's a reason I didn't cheap out on it. This is an
engagement ring. I want your hand in marriage, Felicia.

Felicia: ... What?

Niles: I've never met a woman like you. You're one of a kind, on multiple
levels. I found myself trying to figure out what makes you tick... And then I
realized I'd never been so invested in anyone before.

Felicia: That's... high praise. Thank you. If you can overlook my clumsiness,
then... I accept.

Niles: Good. Now seriously, try on the ring.

Felicia: I'd be happy to!

Niles: Nice. It looks perfect on you. To hell with heaven, Felicia. You're
the only angel I need.

Felicia: Oh, Niles...
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A5. Mozu C

Niles: Mozu?

Mozu: Gah! Oh, it's just you. Phew! You scared the tar outta me.

Niles: What are you doing in this dump?

Mozu: Hey! Don't call my village a dump. It's not its fault it's all shabby
and run down. I mean... yeah, it's seen better days, but...

Niles: You still haven't answered my question. Why would you come here alone?

Mozu: I came looking for something. In all the confusion of the Faceless
attack, I left something important behind.

Niles: Oh yeah? Is this "something" valuable?

Mozu: It surely is. It was our sacred treasure. A round ball, about yea big.
And not just any old ball, but one with the harvest god's power stored up
inside. Thanks to that thing, we were blessed with a good harvest year in and
year out.

Niles: Interesting... sort of. It must have been very important to them. And
yet, now they're all dead. Oh well.

Mozu: ... Yeah. You're right.

Niles: ...

Mozu: Guess I'd best give up the search for today and head on back.
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Mozu B

Niles: You're still at this?

Mozu: Can't find the dadblamed thing anywhere. Could you lend me a hand?

Niles: I have a better idea... Why don't you give up already?

Mozu: Huh?

Niles: There's nothing here but rubble anymore. I guarantee looters have made
off with anything of worth by now. If that ball of yours had any market
value, it's long gone.

Mozu: You're... probably right. *sigh* It's kinda sad. I... How come I was
the only one left alive...?

Niles: Does it really make you that sad that everyone is dead?

Mozu: Of course it does! That's my family you're talking about.

Niles: ...

Mozu: Haven't you ever been upset when someone passed? Don't you know that
knot in your gut when you lose someone?

Niles: ... That's neither here nor there. I prefer not to dwell on those
things. Better to live for the pleasures of the now. I could give you a
demonstration, if it would take your mind off things.

Mozu: Th-this is hardly the time!

Niles: If you want to wallow in pain and misery in the ruins of your home,
suit yourself. But my offer still stands if you'd rather have some fun
instead.

Mozu: You... you're horrible...

Niles: And you're boring, which is worse. It wouldn't take much for me to
make you feel better. Believe me, I know lots of ways. But I can see you'd
rather be miserable, so carry on without me.
(Niles leaves)

Mozu: Wh-what a self-centered jerk...
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Mozu A

Niles: Still down in the mouth, I see.

Mozu: Just go away, Niles...

Niles: This wouldn't happen to be the orb you were searching for, would it?

Mozu: What the-?! That's it! Holy heck! Where'd you find it?!

Niles: Crossed paths with a certain bandit who had it on him.

Mozu: A bandit, huh? So you were right-it did get stolen. But how'd you
convince him to give it back?

Niles: I was part of a gang of thieves once. I still have some connections I
can tap. Lucky for you, it fell into the hands of a thief who owed me one. So
I got it back for you without much fuss.

Mozu: Wow... this means so much to me.

Niles: Anything to make you less boring.

Mozu: Haha, I'm too happy to care why you did it. Thank you, Niles! Seeing
this ball again takes me back to those festival days...

Niles: A festival? Now you've got my interest.

Mozu: Yep. We'd put up a great big pedestal in the village square and place
the ball on top. Then we'd all get in a big circle and dance around it.

Niles: It sounds like quite a production.

Mozu: Those were the good days. Hey, you wanna give it a try?

Niles: Hm? Can you be more specific?

Mozu: Let's you and me bop around the village square, for old times' sake.

Niles: Oh, no. No no no no no.

Mozu: Hey, don't knock it before you try it! You and me are pals now. I'm
sure the harvest god wants to see you dance too!
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Mozu S

Mozu: I wanted to thank you again for the other day, Niles.

Niles: I told you, I don't need thanks.

Mozu: Then I'll just say your dancing was mighty fine for a first-timer.

Niles: You cut a fairly cute figure yourself.

Mozu: Whuh... you mean that?

Niles: It's what I was thinking about the whole time we were dancing.

Mozu: Y'know... The harvest god handles fertility stuff, too. When a gal and
a fella dance around his ball at the festival...

Niles: Go on.

Mozu: I can't say it. It's too embarrassing.

Niles: Then let me guess: they're blessed with children?

Mozu: Whoa there! You're getting ahead of yourself, buster. B-besides, the
way I was raised, children don't come until after the wedding.

Niles: Of course. How could I forget? Let me fix that by asking for your hand
in marriage.

Mozu: What?! Talk about out of the blue!

Niles: It's not as sudden as you think. I came to see you today with that in
mind.

Mozu: Huh?! You like me that much?

Niles: If I didn't, why would I have gone to such lengths to get this orb
back?

Mozu: Wait a sec... you said before it was no big deal getting me my harvest
ball. Niles, you sneaky so and so.

Niles: Let me know once you're past the obvious and up to speed.

Mozu: Haha, I'll marry you, you big grump. Someone needs to take the edge off
you, after all.

Niles: We'll be a family, won't we? That'll be a new experience for me. But
I'm excited to explore the idea with you. Now, when you feel ready to cry,
you can come do it on my shoulder.

Mozu: Thanks, Niles. You've got a kind heart behind that smug grin after all.
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A5. Elise C

Niles: Hm? Where do you think you're going?

Elise: What do you mean?

Niles: The war council is assembling in a few minutes. Aren't you to be
there?

Elise: Yeah, but I'm not going.

Niles: Oh? Why is that?

Elise: 'Cause everyone just treats me like a kid. Even if I go, they won't
listen to me.

Niles: The best way to get treated like an adult may be to think of yourself
as one. Or perhaps to simply act like one by actually attending your
meetings?

Elise: But everything they talk about always goes right over my head. I can
never follow what they're saying.

Niles: That's no excuse. You could try studying more between these meetings.
Lord Leo attended such meetings when he was much younger than you are now.

Elise: He did?

Niles: Sure, probably.

Elise: Huh?

Niles: I said "sure, milady."

Elise: OK. Well, I guess you're right. I should probably get going, then...

Niles: I'm happy you've come to see the light, milady. Attending these
meetings can only help both you and Nohr. If nothing else, you will learn
more simply by being present.

Elise: OK. I'll do my best!
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Elise B

Elise: *bawling*

Niles: What's the matter, my lady?

Elise: I w-went to the war meeting like you said, but they told me I didn't
need to be there! They said i-i-it was too complicated for me! J-j-jerks!

Niles: They what?

Elise: Yeah! Everyone else was there, and I'm th-the only one they said
should leave! It's so dumb! Dumb dumb dumb! They're all just a bunch of
dumbheads! Why won't they take me seriously?! I even showed up and
everything! I'm an adult, right? They should treat me like ooonnee! *sob*

Niles: My apologies. It seems my advice has caused you unnecessary pain.

Elise: No, you were right. I need to study more. I'm no better than a child.
My siblings are so mature... Why can't I be like them?

Niles: If I might offer some additional advice, milady?

Elise: OK... I guess. What is it?

Niles: You might take this the wrong way, but I think it's important you hear
it. I think the problem lies in your attitude.

Elise: My attitude?

Niles: You want others to see you both as an adult and as a little sister. So
while you want them to take you seriously, you pout when they don't. Years
may pass, milady, but this alone won't make you mature or responsible. That
can only be earned by learning to master yourself and your reactions.

Elise: ... You're right. Thank you, Niles... *sniff* *sniffle* No. No! I
can't cry! I'm not a baby!

Niles: No. You may cry as much as you like. You have just heard a hard truth.
But when your crying is through, pick yourself up and try again. Study up. I
know you can do it.

Elise: Th-th-thank you, Niles! I'll do my best! *sob*
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Elise A

Elise: Niles!

Niles: Lady Elise? You seem more energetic of late.

Elise: I did what you said and changed my attitude!

Niles: Oh? I-I'm not sure that that's quite how it works... People don't
change THAT quickly.

Elise: Well I did! And everyone wants me to attend the war council meetings
again!

Niles: Huh. Well, good on you, then. So, tell me. What happened?

Elise: I told them how I think we should approach our next battle. And they
listened! They even praised my idea! It's all thanks to you, Niles!

Niles: I'm proud of you, Elise. That's wonderful. Though... perhaps also
something of a shame.

Elise: Huh? Did you say something?

Niles: Oh, no. Nothing, my dear princess.

Elise: OK. Well, either way, I want you to know that I'm still gonna be
relying on you! You're harsh, but you don't mince words. I need someone like
that in my life. It's only because of your advice that I even made it this
far, after all.

Niles: Then I will do my best to serve you, my lady... much as it may hurt
sometimes.

Elise: Thanks! I'm counting on you!
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Elise S

Niles: You called for me?

Elise: Thanks for coming, Niles! I had something to tell you.

Niles: I see.

Elise: When the time is right, I think I should marry someone like you.

Niles: Oh? Any reason?

Elise: Yeah. I need a husband who won't mince words. Someone who knows how
things really are. Who doesn't sugarcoat anything.

Niles: You seem to have a very high opinion of me.

Elise: I do! I love you, Niles! I love you a whole bunch! You've made me
think and helped me to grow in ways I didn't think I could. And that's not
all I like about ya.

Niles: Then, milady, there is only one thing left to do. We must marry each
other.

Elise: Perfect! So then you'll take this?

Niles: A ring? My, you certainly don't waste any time, do you?

Elise: Nope! Not when it comes to you, my love!

Niles: Well, I suppose I must accept.

Elise: Because you love me too?

Niles: I... do. I never expected it. But I have grown to love you. You have
an innocence about you that I have rarely seen in my life. I lost hope, once,
because I bore witness to the worst evils the world has to offer. But you
have rekindled that hope in my heart. I could not live without you.

Elise: O-oh wow. Really?

Niles: Really. And I vow I will do everything in my power to help you in all
your endeavors. Though I suppose we'll start with making you a responsible,
regal princess, eh?

Elise: Heehee. Exactamundo!

Niles: Now, let's go find Lord Leo and share the good news with him.

Elise: Ooh! I can't wait to see his face!
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A5. Camilla C

Niles: Lady Camilla, just the person I was looking for.

Camilla: Oh? Did you want to ask me something?

Niles: Yes. I'm curious... Why do you shower so much affection on Lord/Lady
Avatar?

Camilla: What do you mean? I love Avatar! He's/She's a sweetie! Plus, he/she
had a terrible childhood. I think he/she deserves a little kindness now!

Niles: As I suspected! Your so-called love is nothing more than pity. You're
probably one of those people who brings home lost puppy dogs too.

Camilla: Of course I would! Who would leave a cute, little puppy out in the
cold?

Niles: Heh heh...

Camilla: *gasp* You would, wouldn't you?! Niles, you're terrible!

Niles: There's a reason you fixate on helping poor, pathetic creatures!

Camilla: Is that so? And what's that?

Niles: You live a pathetic existence. You're trying to make yourself feel
better!
(Niles leaves)

Camilla: Niles? Get back here! You can't say something like that and run
away! Coward!
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Camilla B

Camilla: Niles! I've been looking everywhere for you! It's time for you to
explain yourself!

Niles: Ah, I love it when you get all feisty. Your cheeks are turning red!
Were you saying something? I can barely concentrate when you're like this!

Camilla: Enough! You better explain what you meant the other day when you
said I was pathetic!

Niles: Fair enough. Lady Camilla, do you know why people love puppies?

Camilla: Because they're cute...?

Niles: No! It's because people want to be loved.

Camilla: Huh?

Niles: They want companionship-a person to come home to, and if they can't
get it... They'll settle for a furry creature who'll greet them and slobber
on their shoes. This is the same relationship you have with that lost, little
puppy-Lord/Lady Avatar. You're miserable, so you shower him/her with
affection, and that puppy slobbers back!

Camilla: Are you calling Avatar a dog? That's disgusting!

Niles: Oh, I like that hostile look on your face. It's giving me chills! Do
you want to know where I came up with this theory? I'll tell you!

Camilla: You better!

Niles: My parents abandoned me in the slums of Nohr. I was raised by thieves
and criminals. I learned fast. I did what had to be done to survive! So
forgive me if I'm a little jealous. When I see someone who is oblivious to
suffering, I like to give them an education. That moment when they discover
their first taste of pain is pure bliss!

Camilla: Niles, you're a sad person.

Niles: Am I? For someone so sad, I'm having an outrageously good time!
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Camilla A

Niles: Lady Camilla, I heard you were looking for me. You know I adore being
summoned.

Camilla: The other day, you said you like to prey on people who've never
known suffering.

Niles: Oh, yes. I like where this is going.

Camilla: Well, you were wrong to pick me!

Niles: Huh?

Camilla: I know what you thought! She's royalty! She must be happy! Her life
is perfect! You're wrong! I wasn't born in the slums, but my childhood wasn't
all roses either.

Niles: What?

Camilla: Oh. Didn't you know? Xander is the only one of my siblings born to
the queen. The rest of us-Leo, Elise, and I-we're all children of King
Garon's mistresses. Different mistresses, I might add. He loved to pit our
mothers against each other.

Niles: I had no idea.

Camilla: Our mothers were the lowest of the low, trying to claw their way to
a better status. Naturally, they used us as bait in all of their conflicts.

Niles: Lady Camilla, I'm-

Camilla: You said I was pathetic, and you were right! My mother loved me, but
only as a pawn. Do I dote on Avatar? Yes, I do! I remember what it feels like
to be alone!

Niles: I'm so sorry. I was wrong about you! You disguise your pain well. I
didn't realize.

Camilla: I didn't tell you all this so you could apologize. I want you to
think twice before you judge someone else unfairly!

Niles: I'm so ashamed. You must beat me! Here, I deserve to be punished.

Camilla: I'm not going to beat you!

Niles: Please, strike me across the face. I'll wait.

Camilla: Seriously, Niles. I'll pass. If you want to be flogged, you'll have
to do it yourself.
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Camilla S

Niles: Lady Camilla, I found you! I wanted to tell you how sorry I am-

Camilla: Niles, this is the fifth time you've apologized! I told you! We're
fine!

Niles: I'm afraid I have another matter to beg your forgiveness for.

Camilla: Huh?

Niles: I lied. I never thought you were pathetic. I asked you all of those
questions about Lord/Lady Avatar because I was jealous.

Camilla: Jealous?

Niles: Here you were showering all of that love and attention on Lord/Lady
Avatar... I wanted it to be me.

Camilla: Oh? Is that all?

Niles: What? You're not mad? I said terrible things about you and Lord/Lady
Avatar!

Camilla: Niles, there's plenty of love to go around!

Niles: But I tormented you!

Camilla: And your childhood was full of torment! It all makes sense. I feel
very protective over Avatar, and I've started to feel that way about you.
Funny, isn't it? I actually think you're kind of cute.

Niles: Huhhhhh?!

Camilla: What's the matter?! Cat got your tongue?

Niles: Yes! I mean, no! I mean, wait! Oh! What's wrong with me?!

Camilla: I think you're like an adorable little puppy I just caught chewing
on my shoes! Now that I know your story, I don't mind your rough talk. ...
It's kind of amusing.

Niles: Well, Lady Camilla, there's plenty more where that came from!

Camilla: I hope so.

Niles: Come over here. I'll whisper more of these naughty, little words in
your ear.

Camilla: Niles!

Niles: Was that too much?
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A5. Effie C

Niles: Effie, what's with the cold stare?! It's giving me chills... I find it
oddly thrilling.

Effie:SIT DOWN, YOU CREEP!

Niles: O-ho! Where is this fit of passion coming from?

Effie: I hear you've been teaching filthy words to Lady Elise!

Niles: ... Not true. Why would I waste time doing that?

Effie: Don't you even think about lying to me! I can tell. I've heard Lady
Elise say some things I will not repeat-things I have heard from you!

Niles: Really?! How fascinating. Do you have any examples?

Effie: Yesterday, she invited me to her "secret lair" and offered me some
"saucy snacks." When I told her I must decline, she said, "Why are you always
such a tease?" It's obvious where this is coming from... YOU!

Niles: It's sort of adorable when you think about it... Wouldn't you say?

Effie: It's absolutely appalling! You will not repeat dirty language in front
of Lady Elise again!

Niles: Oh, really?!

Effie: ... OH, REALLY. You do that again, and this happens.
(Metal breaks)

Niles: I'm sorry. Did you just crush an apple with your bare hand? It sort of
looked like-

Effie: Keep your filthy tongue away from Lady Elise, or next time, it will be
your head!
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Effie B

Effie: Niles, I can't believe you! After all that, you still can't keep your
word! Why don't you tilt your head a little to the left? It will make for a
cleaner blow.

Niles: Wha? Effie... w-wait! There seems to be some confusion...

Effie: There's no confusion! You've been saying filthy things in front of
Lady Elise again. I'm about to make applesauce!

Niles: Effie, STOP! Let's talk this over. Is it really so bad if Lady Elise
sounds a bit like me?

Effie: Lady Elise is a member of the royal family. She's a princess of Nohr!
She can't go around talking like a hoodlum! As her retainer and friend, I
won't allow it!

Niles: Oh, I see. Now she's your friend...?

Effie: Don't even try to change the subject!

Niles: No, this is fascinating. Do you give her tasty, little presents on her
birthday?

Effie: Of course! I always give Lady Elise a gift.

Niles: I see. ... And how do you know what to buy?

Effie: I ask her for hints.

Niles: Oh, so now it's a guessing game! ... And if she says, "Just get me
anything"...?

Effie: Then I take it as my personal mission to do some research. I take
stock of all of her possessions, noting favorite colors and such... I write
down ideas every time we shop. What things did she linger over?

Niles: Oh... lingering? I like this.

Effie: We're getting really off track. What exactly are you up to?

Niles: Nothing... Nothing at all! I'm just leaving now. I'll be on my best
behavior. Promise!
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Effie A

Effie: Niles! I can't believe the things you've been saying in front of Lady
Elise! Did you forget everything we talked about?

Niles: Now, wait a minute, Effie! There's no need to jump down my throat! I
was just helping Lady Elise with her little problem...

Effie: What problem?

Niles: Lady Elise needed help picking out a gift for Lord Leo's birthday. She
asked for my help. I AM his retainer after all.

Effie: Oh. So you weren't teaching her naughty words then?

Niles: No. I was merely giving her advice. She picked up some of my phrases
on her own. I've never paid attention to Lord Leo's interests, so Lady Elise
and I talked often. That is, until you gave me a few ideas. They were most
helpful. I'm in your debt.

Effie: Wow. I should apologize. I had no idea you had redeeming qualities.
Niles, tilt your head this way.

Niles: What? I thought we agreed! There's no need to give me the apple
treatment!

Effie: I'm going to give you a little peck.

Niles: WHAT?! Wouldn't a handshake be more appropriate?

Effie: Yes, it would. But the last time I shook a man's hand, I crushed it by
accident.

Niles: How about we leave it at "Thanks." No crushed apples. No broken
bones...

Effie: All right. Thank you, Niles. You're a more honorable man than I
realized...
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Effie S

Effie: Niles, what's wrong? Is it Lady Elise again?

Niles: No. This isn't about her. This is about you and me. Effie, you have
filled me with a burning desire-

Effie: I'm sorry... wha?! I've got a burning desire to turn your head into
applesauce!

Niles: Effie, wait! I'm not trying to offend you. Can't you see what I'm
holding?

Effie: Niles, is that a... wedding ring? I thought you were teasing!

Niles: No. I've been fantasizing about this day for a while now... Trying to
imagine what you've got under all of that armor...

Effie: A tunic! A very heavy tunic.

Niles: You KNOW that's not what I meant! I'm talking about under your
clothes.

Effie: Niles, seriously?! You have the dirtiest mind! Can't you keep it clean
long enough to propose?

Niles: Wow. You're the one thinking naughty thoughts! I was talking about
your heart.

Effie: Oh...

Niles: You've got that tricksy, little heart buried beneath a lot of armor.
Even now, I have no idea how you feel about me!

Effie: ... Well, I can't believe I'm saying this, but Niles, give me that
ring! I love you. ... But you better be on your best behavior! One misstep,
and your brain is mush!

Niles: Well, well, don't you have a way with words? I'll do my best not to be
crushed!
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A5. Nyx C

Nyx: Niles... I'd like to speak with you.

Niles: Why talk? Let's skip past that to the good parts, doll.

Nyx: That's a sterling example of what I wanted to speak with you about.
Can't you find some other way to express yourself?

Niles: What's wrong with the way I talk? Give me an example.

Nyx: I won't be baited into using such crude language. You know of what I
speak.

Niles: So close... I was excited to hear a few choice morsels from those
tightly pursed lips.

Nyx: I'm asking you politely now to stop this childish harassment.

Niles: "Childish"? That's rich, coming from you.

Nyx: ... Bite your tongue. You understand nothing.

Niles: Indeed, I understand nothing very well. Which is more than I can say
for you.

Nyx: What on earth are you saying?

Niles: I have no time for fools casting judgment on what they don't
understand. I relish getting a rise out of them and their hypocritical faces.

Nyx: This is why you say such foul things? I'm beginning to pity you.
Regardless, I caution you to cease this foolishness if you wish to avoid
tragedy. That is my final warning. The next time, I will take drastic action.

Niles: I'm so scared. Do your worst, little girl. And I do mean that.
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Nyx B

Nyx: I've heard about you from several people, Niles. You should have heeded
my warning.

Niles: Mm. I never was one to back down from a threat.

Nyx: You don't know me very well. So you might not have realized I don't make
idle threats.

Niles: And as I recall, I encouraged you to do your worst. I'm eager to see
what sorts of punishment you have in store for bad little me.

Nyx: And see you shall.

Niles: If your plan was to bore me to death, it's wor-

Nyx: Theag eln snouci!

Niles: What? What did you do?

Nyx: I cast a spell. You'll find your vocabulary more tolerably limited now.

Niles: What?! ... Hah. Good bluff, little girl. But I don't feel any
different than I did a few moments ago. Do you know what happens to naughty
little children who lie? They get ------- ---- -----------. Huh?! What did
you do to me?!

Nyx: I told you already. I cleaned up that foul language of yours.

Niles: This isn't happening...

Nyx: Now do you see that I make no empty threats?

Niles: Nyx! You change me back right now! Or so help me, I'll have you ------
- ---- -------! Argh...!

Nyx: Alas, the punishment doesn't appear to be deterring you as it should.
Perhaps further measures are needed. Geilet rensce sline!

Niles: ?! ----! --- ----- -- -------!

Nyx: You reap only what you sow. Now this army can have some peace. Farewell,
Niles.
(Nyx leaves)

Niles: --! --- ---- ----! ---...?!
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Nyx A

Nyx: So. How did it feel to be unable to voice a single lewd thought? It
certainly seemed distressing, which is why I reversed the spell so soon
after.

Niles: Nyx, I'm sorry. If I'd known, I never would have said those things to
you.

Nyx: How unusually contrite of you. Are you that desperate to keep your
tongue?

Niles: It's not just that. What I said to you was against my policy.

Nyx: Explain.

Niles: I heard rumors about you long ago, when I was a kid. The girl who grew
up as a prodigy in the dark arts... She wove wicked spells without a thought
and brought suffering to all she met. But one day she went too far and paid a
terrible price.

Nyx: ...

Niles: I didn't make the connection before-it didn't even occur to me that
she was real. But it's you. You're the dark sorceress Nyx.

Nyx: Yes. Also called Nyx the Nefarious, also called the Dread Child, and so
forth. But what does this have to do with your policy?

Niles: I came up rough. When I see people who are happy, who've lived charmed
lives... I can't resist bringing them down, making them feel filthy, like me.
But you've been through your own hell, and worse, it was your own doing.

Nyx: I see. And is that all you wanted to apologize for? You'll relent with
me, yes. But what of the others?

Niles: What do you want from me? Just name it, and I'll at least try. I owe
you that much.

Nyx: Very well. Then try to rein yourself in at least a little when you
speak.

Niles: All right. I think I can take it down a notch or two.

Nyx: It would be cruel to demand that you stop entirely, so I'll draw the
line there. But it speaks poorly of you that you enjoy terrorizing people
with your vile tongue. You're no better than a child.

Niles: Time was, I would have said "you're one to talk"... But unless I miss
my guess, you're much older than me, aren't you?

Nyx: Undoubtedly.

Niles: An older woman, eh? What I wouldn't do to see your true form. The
better to drown her in a torrent of the filthiest talk I can dream up.

Nyx: How strange. I'm positive I asked you to rein in such thoughts, and
yet...

Niles: Th-this is different. In your case, I'd do it to see if you'd... Never
mind. You'll let it slide just this once, right?
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Nyx S

Nyx: You asked to see me, Niles? Oh no. You're getting down on one knee.
Please tell me you're not...

Niles: That's right. This is a ring I'm holding.

Nyx: *sigh*...

Niles: You see, the reason I called you here was so that I could-

Nyx: Enough! Lattep shalo phor!

Niles: What? H-hey... did you just literally take the words out of my mouth?!

Nyx: I'm a practiced soothsayer as well. Your proposal attempt was not
entirely unexpected...

Niles: Then why won't you let me finish it?

Nyx: Because marrying me won't give you what you want. I am a damned soul,
who has caused the deaths of hundreds... You will never find happiness at my
side.

Niles: Nyx... don't talk about yourself like that. I'm under no illusion that
I'm any better. I might not be cursed, but there's nothing in my life to be
proud of.

Nyx: You don't understand. I-

Niles: Don't worry about the curse. I've been calling in some favors. A
contact of mine thinks he might have a line on something that could lift your
curse.

Nyx: Is this true? Can it really be...?

Niles: Once the war's over and done with, we'll go looking for it together.
But even if you don't find it, you're already enough woman for me. So
please... let me finish what I came here to ask.

Nyx: ... Fine. The spell is broken.

Niles: *deep breath* Mmm... Mmmaaa... OK, seems like it's working. Nyx, I
want you to... marry... me. This ring is the proof of my love for you.

Nyx: Ah, Niles... Thank you. I didn't realize I could ever be this happy
again.

Niles: It's a surprise to me too.

Nyx: But... were you being truthful when you swore to curtail your vile
tongue near me?

Niles: Yeah. Like I said, it's against my policy. I'd never be that crude to
someone I loved.

Nyx: Were we to wed... perhaps you could relax that policy of yours?

Niles: Huh?

Nyx: When I think of you employing that gutter mouth of yours against
others... My skin burns, as if with jealousy. I demand no less treatment from
my soon-to-be husband.

Niles: Oho... so that's how it's going to be. You're not leaving me much
choice, huh? Fair enough. If it's dirty talk you want, my heart is your
landfill, "little girl."
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A5. Selena C

Selena: Oh, Niles! You surprised me. Were... were you waiting here for me or
something? It seems like you were hiding.

Niles: Hello, Selena. That's none of your business. What are you doing here?

Selena: I was just about to go shopping. But... that's none of YOUR business!

Niles: Hmph.

Selena: Why are you looking at me like that? You're treating me like I'm your
enemy or something.

Niles: Who's to say you aren't?

Selena: What's that supposed to mean?

Niles: I've been doing a little research on you. There's no record of your
hometown or your history in general.

Selena: Th-that's...

Niles: If you were born in this world, there should be some evidence of it!
But you have none. It's as if... you just turned up one day suddenly out of
nowhere.

Selena: Well, that's not possible... of course...

Niles: Lord/Lady Avatar seems to trust you, so I will grant you some leeway.
But know this-I am watching you.

Selena: *gulp*
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Selena B

Selena: Let's see... I'll take this one, and this one, and this one...

Niles: You can't afford all of that.

Selena: What?! First of all, yes I can! Second of all-what are you doing
here?

Niles: I told you... I'm watching you.

Selena: Even while I'm shopping? Yeesh! I really don't need any more
stalkers, OK?

Niles: I'm well within my rights to follow you around like this.

Selena: Oh, so we're just making up nonsense now? In that case, I'm well
within my rights to knock your block off!

Niles: I'm just making sure you're not up to anything nefarious. And I
thought while I was at it, I might as well help you stick to a budget, too.
Do you really need all of those trinkets?

Selena: Ugh! Look, I might use them someday... Wait, why am I explaining
myself to you? Get out of here!

Niles: You have a real problem, don't you?

Selena: No! I can stop anytime!

Niles: Tell me. When you buy something, do you feel a sort of release?

Selena: Stop analyzing me!

Niles: It's tragic, really. That some in this world can buy anything, while
others have nothing...

Selena: Well, you're not wrong, but... DAMMIT. Look, I'm just going to return
most of this anyway...

Niles: Ah. The guilt surfaces. You've just earned one small unit of trust
from me.

Selena: I couldn't care less. Just get out of here!

Niles: Very well. If I stayed any longer, I'm sure you'd ask me to hold one
of your bags.

Selena: Ugh! What a jerk!
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Selena A

Niles: Well, I've done it. I've finally figured out your true identity.

Selena: What? You couldn't possibly...

Niles: Granted, your origin and hometown remain a mystery... But other than
that, I have completely figured you out.

Selena: Now I'm just confused. What do you mean?

Niles: To begin with, you are selfish and impatient.

Selena: ...

Niles: On top of that, you're a poor loser. You must win at all costs.

Selena: You really don't care about offending people at all, do you?

Niles: At the same time, you are a hard worker. And you are loyal to your
friends.

Selena: Wait... what?

Niles: I'm sorry, I'm not as practiced in dishing out praise, so this may be
a bit clunky.

Selena: At least you've stopped insulting me for five seconds!

Niles: I apologize. I think you'll find the overall tone of this speech to be
positive. Now, to continue...

Selena: Where is this coming from?

Niles: To put it plainly, I have finished vetting you, and I am informing you
of the results. You'll be glad to know that I now trust in you fully.

Selena: Niles...

Niles: In fact, based on these results, I'd even consider a friendship with
you. Congratulations are in order!

Selena: The arrogance! It's so... so... Ugh. I can't lie. It's somewhat
appealing. Well, if you're going to treat me nicely, I suppose I can treat
you similarly. So... you're welcome!

Niles: Ha! Well played.
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Selena S

Niles: Selena, I'm afraid I will need to continue watching you for some time.

Selena: But I thought you said that I earned your trust! Plus, we're friends
now, right? What's this all about?

Niles: Yes, I trust you. But I want to be more than just friends.

Selena: Uh...

Niles: I've fallen for you.

Selena: Now, wait just a minute... We've only JUST gotten on friendly terms.
You were calling me selfish and impatient, like, five minutes ago!

Niles: What can I say? I'm selfish and impatient, too. You're the one for me.

Selena: But... but...

Niles: Marry me. I will stay by your side and protect you for as long as you
live.

Selena: Look. I'm a sucker for confident guys. But if we're going to do this,
it's going to be on my terms.

Niles: Very well. What are your terms?

Selena: Well... remember how you couldn't figure out where I'm actually from?
That's because it's, uh, really far away. And one day, I intend to return
there.

Niles: Say no more. I'll go with you.

Selena: Are you sure about that?

Niles: Yes, of course. It's not like this part of the world has been
particularly friendly to me. And with you by my side, I don't care how far
I'd have to travel. Marry me, Selena!

Selena: All right, Niles. This is going to be a trial marriage. I don't want
to hear any criticism of my shopping habits or my competitiveness! If you can
handle that, then maybe-just MAYBE-this marriage can work. You got that?

Niles: Haha. Yes. I appreciate your honesty.

Selena: Yeah? Well, get used to it!

Niles: Oh, I will. I promise to get used to absolutely everything about you.
From the tips of your fingers to the depths of your heart...

Selena: Next on the list-never say anything like that ever again!
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A5. Beruka C

Niles: Well, well, Beruka.

Beruka: ...

Niles: Still haven't given up the assassin trade, I see.

Beruka: What do you want?

Niles: Been visiting Nohr, have we? A slum wouldn't be my first choice of
vacation destination, but different strokes.

Beruka: You followed me?

Niles: People forget, what with all the thieving and killing I do, that I'm a
skilled tracker. I was behind you every step of the way. I must say, it was a
very pleasant view. Now, you and I both know that slum is a prime source for
contracts. If you're planning to kill someone, I advise you come clean to me
about it right now.

Beruka: Strange. If you're so skilled at tracking, then you should already
know my business there.

Niles: W-well, I...

Beruka: Just admit it. You tried to follow me, but my trail went cold. That
wasn't an accident.

Niles: You-!

Beruka: I'm not your average mark, Niles. I have a sixth sense for the
street.

Niles: Tch...

Beruka: But rest easy. I wasn't doing anything I shouldn't have been. So you
can stop toying with me.
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Beruka B

Niles: I saw you in that slum again.

Beruka: Still following me, hm?

Niles: And still you gave me the slip. So I'm here to admit defeat. You're
too slippery for me to catch in the act. Instead, I'll just ask you straight
out: What were you doing there?

Beruka: Why do you care?

Niles: I serve Lord Leo, so his interests are my interests. If you're doing
anything that could hinder the war effort, it has to stop.

Beruka: I can't figure you out, Niles.

Niles: And what do you mean by that?

Beruka: You're like a different person now, next to your days as a bandit in
the slums.

Niles: Ngh...

Beruka: I'm no less strange, of course. My parents abandoned me before I
could learn their names or faces. I survived by working as a killer for hire.
I think I changed, though, when I came here.

Niles: If you've really changed, why won't you tell me what you were doing
back there? I won't stop dogging you until I hear it for myself.

Beruka: For you, the slums are a painful memory you want to put behind you.
.. For me, they're something else.

Niles: What does THAT mean?

Beruka: Wouldn't you like to know.

Niles: Rrgh...
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Beruka A

Beruka: Come out, Niles. I know you're there.

Niles: Hmph... And here I thought I finally got one over on you.

Beruka: I let you follow me this time. I'm tired of getting the third degree.

Niles: Is this what passes for a graveyard around here?

Beruka: Yes. My mother was buried here.

Niles: The same mother who ditched you when you were a baby?

Beruka: Yes. An old associate of mine mentioned to me he knew where her
gravesite was. I felt nothing at first. "What use do I have for the grave of
the woman who abandoned me?" I thought. But when I took the time to visit, I
felt overwhelmed by strange emotions.

Niles: ... So that's why you keep coming back.

Beruka: There's more, Niles.

Niles: Hm?

Beruka: Mine aren't the only parents buried here. Your mother rests here as
well.

Niles: My-?!

Beruka: You never knew what became of her after she disappeared. Well, here
she is.

Niles: ... This is news to me.

Beruka: I won't force you. But your mother isn't far, if you want to visit
her.

Niles: ... I'll keep it in mind. No promises beyond that. Either way, you're
in the clear.

Beruka: But... your mother's grave...

Niles: I never met the woman. I have no interest in doing it now.
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Beruka S

Niles: I did what you suggested, Beruka. I went to visit my mother's grave.

Beruka: Why the change of heart?

Niles: I had to ask her about something, even if I never knew her. She didn't
say much, but I think she would have given me her blessing. So I'm in the
clear to propose to you. Beruka, will you take this ring?

Beruka: You... want to get engaged?

Niles: I surprised myself with all I said to that gravestone. I told my
mother what a good woman you are and how much you mean to me. At the end, I
wondered out loud if I should try to spend my life together with you.

Beruka: ...

Niles: If you're not interested, you can say so. I'll just go back to living
alone and keeping my distance from most people. Because I can't see myself
settling down with anyone else.

Beruka: ... I accept.

Niles: Really?

Beruka: I... don't want you to be alone.

Niles: ... Thank you, Beruka. That means a lot to me. Now, shall we take a
trip to the slums? We can finally properly introduce each other to our
parents.

Beruka: That sounds nice. I'll lead the way, as usual.
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A5. Peri C

Peri: Ooh, it's Niles! I heard you can make anyone feel bad using only words.
I wanna hear it for myself. Do me! Do me!

Niles: *sigh* How unfortunate that this is what my reputation has become. I'm
sorry, Peri, but I don't take requests like that.

Peri: Aww, why not? Why won't you insult me?

Niles: Because I only insult people who deserve it. If you do something to
deserve my scorn, you'll get an earful. Don't worry about that.

Peri: Grr! Fine! Wait! There was something else I wanted to ask you!

Niles: Now I'm getting irritated. You're on the right track if you want some
insults. What is it?

Peri: Did you ever break into my house when I was a kid?

Niles: How in the world would I know? I broke into a lot of houses.

Peri: Well... I lived in a really big mansion. It was kind of hard to miss.
And my parents told me that someone broke in once! So I was wondering if it
might have been you.

Niles: That's still pretty vague. Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. If it was me,
what are you going to do about it?

Peri: Whoa! Nothing! I'm just curious. I just thought it would be kind of a
cool coincidence, that's all.

Niles: Hmph.
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Peri B

Niles: Good day, Peri. I have some remarkable news for you. The mansion you
grew up in-was it a nobleman's home? And was it on the corner of a main
street, with a prominent blue tile roof?

Peri: Yep! That's exactly it.

Niles: Amazing. Then, in fact, I did rob your home when you were a child.

Peri: Haha! That's so cool! So, what did you steal? I don't remember anything
ever going missing.

Niles: That's true. We came to steal a particular item, but we couldn't find
it.

Peri: Really? We had just about everything you could want in that house.
Gold, rare works of art, jewels... You name it!

Niles: Yes, but we were looking for something unique. Something money can't
buy.

Peri: Ooh, I'm dying to know. What was it?

Niles: Don't laugh. It was a doll.

Peri: A doll?!

Niles: Yes, but not just any doll. It was supposed to be an evil murder doll!
Rumor was that your family kept a possessed doll under lock and key.
Supposedly, this doll would come to life and eviscerate one's enemies. Me and
my... associates... thought it would be a fun toy.

Peri: That is CRAZY! We never had a doll like that in our house! Believe me,
if we did... I would have played with it nonstop!

Niles: You're right, of course. It was nothing more than a tall tale. We
poked around the house, tipped over a few priceless vases, and left empty
handed.

Peri: Aww. Sorry my mansion made for such a disappointing break-in.

Niles: Heh. That's probably the first time anyone's ever said THAT.
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Peri A

Niles: I think I've figured it out, Peri.

Peri: Hmm? Figured out what?

Niles: There was an evil murder doll in your mansion after all.

Peri: No way! Is it still there? I'm going to go kill it right now!

Niles: Relax. Hear me out. Tell me... what were your hobbies as a child?

Peri: Dismemberment, murder, and torture. You know... normal kid stuff.

Niles: Riiight. Anyway, there was another rumor about your house. At one
point, it seemed your household was hiring a new servant every other day. The
money was good, but soon people became reluctant to work there. Some of the
butlers and maids you hired were never seen again... Does any of this ring a
bell?

Peri: Oh, that? Heehee! I guess I probably killed a bunch of the butlers that
my daddy hired. Whenever I was bored, I'd summon one of them, and then...
THWACK! Heehee! Sometimes Daddy would even watch!

Niles: Do you see what I'm getting at, Peri?

Peri: Oh! Wait, no. What are you getting at?

Niles: You! You were the evil murder doll!

Peri: But I'm not a doll, silly!

Niles: No, but you were doll sized as a child! And you fit the description
perfectly.

Peri: Wow! So you broke into my house to steal ME! Hahahaha! That's so funny!

Niles: I don't know if that's the right word, but it is one longtime mystery
solved. To think-I walked away from your home empty handed so many years
ago... Only to have you walk into my life of your own accord now. Even after
all this time, life still finds ways of surprising me...
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Peri S

Niles: Ah, Peri. Good timing.

Peri: What for?

Niles: I want another chance.

Peri: Another chance for what?

Niles: Another chance to steal you away, of course!

Peri: Hmm... I still don't get it... You want to steal me?

Niles: That's right. I have an eye for the precious and valuable. And I want
to make you, the legendary evil murder doll, mine!

Peri: I don't know, Niles. Are you gonna put me in a glass case or something?

Niles: Bwahaha! Of course not. But I will take care of you for the rest of
your life.

Peri: What does that even mean?

Niles: Well, it can mean whatever you want it to mean. If you want it to mean
exotic adventures, then we will have exotic adventures. If you want it to
mean a simple life in the country, it can mean that, too. Please don't pick
that one, though.
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Peri: Well, I don't really get it... but sure, why not?

Niles: Excellent. Here, I want you to have this.

Peri: A wedding ring?!

Niles: That's right. We should have a proper ceremony, of course. And then
the real fun can begin. I want you to summon me like one of your butlers...

Peri: Sounds good! Can we invite some actual butlers for me to murder, too?

Niles: No. Just the two of us. And, um, no murder will be involved,
hopefully...

Peri: Well... OK. How about some cooking? I'm pretty good with a knife in the
kitchen, too.

Niles: Now THAT would be splendid. Marry me!

Peri: Heehee! I will. Steal me away!
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A5. Charlotte C

Niles: Hello there, Charlotte. You seem to be bathing in the attention of
people, as usual. Has anything rewarding come of it?

Charlotte: Oh my, if it isn't Niles. What do you mean by that?

Niles: You know exactly what I mean. I can see the understanding in your
eyes.

Charlotte: I really don't know what you're trying to say.

Niles: Are you going to make me spell it out for you? I'm ready to do that,
if I must...

Charlotte: Oh please, Niles, this is such a silly game. Ah, it appears some
gentlemen need me over there. I must take my leave! Ta-taaaaa!
(Charlotte leaves)

Niles: ...
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Charlotte B

Charlotte: Oh, Niiiles! Could I talk with you for a tiny moment?

Niles: Of course. What is it?

Charlotte: Oh, but not here, silly. Let's speak in private... Over there, I
think. Just the two of us...
(Time passes)

Niles: Well, now we're alone... What did you have in mind?

Charlotte: Listen, you little punk. Don't think that I care about you just
because I'm nice. In fact, I'm telling you right now to never speak to me
again. I won't have you disrupting my interactions with the other men here.

Niles: What the... What's wrong with you?

Charlotte: Absolutely nothing. This is how I really am. Do you understand
what I'm telling you?

Niles: ...

Charlotte: OK, I'll spell it out. Consider this a warning. I don't like you.
I don't want anyone to think that I do. The only reason I've spoken to you at
all so far is to not look rude around others. There is absolutely nothing to
gain from interacting with you, so I'm done.
(Charlotte leaves)

Niles: My, my... That was quite unexpected. I knew she liked attention, but I
didn't think she was hiding a different attitude. This is a real first for
me... I could respect her wishes... But I don't particularly feel like
obeying her, honestly. What to do... What to do...
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Charlotte A

Charlotte: Yes, that's totally right! So then I just...

Niles: Ah-ha, there she is. No surprise, she's placed herself as the center
of attention among those men. She really is quite clever with how she
behaves, I must admit. Let's see how she handles this, though...

Charlotte: Oh no, I'm not like that at all... There you go again, calling me
cute!

Niles: Hello, Charlotte! I apologize for jumping into your conversation...
But I just had to tell you-you look absolutely seductive.

Charlotte: Gah!! Um, I mean... Ah, hello, Niles! What could you possibly
mean?

Niles: You've clearly intentionally thought of how to make yourself so
appealing. I must commend you on the effort!

Charlotte: I... Niles, could I speak with you over there, where we can have
some privacy?

Niles: The two of us, alone? Thanks, but no thanks. I'm not going to move
from this spot. Anything you have to say can be said here.

Charlotte: Oh, come on. Here, I'll give you a lift.

Niles: Ahhh! What strength!!
(Time passes)

Charlotte: You little pip-squeak! You ignored my warning-now face the
consequences!
(Critical hit)

Niles: Ouch! By the gods, you're strong!

Charlotte: Of course I am. Did you think I'd defended this country with just
my looks? You didn't respect my wishes. Understand? I'm going to beat you to
a pulp now!

Niles: Charlotte, wait! Please listen to me! I've had you all wrong! And in
any case, my actions have actually been good for you!

Charlotte: What are you talking about?

Niles: Everyone is intrigued by what we could possibly be talking about. As a
result, they're all even more interested in you than they were before.
Basically, interacting with me is actually increasing your standing with
others. It's pretty advantageous.

Charlotte: I-is that true? I... had no idea people were paying attention...

Niles: I don't believe that, but...

Charlotte: Ha, ahahaha... Niles, I'm sorry. It seems like I've been a bit
hasty. Can I do something to make it up to you?

Niles: No need for an apology. Right now I'd just be happy to survive this
encounter.

Charlotte: Ah, of course. Please, forgive my attack a moment ago. We can
speak in public places from now on, too.
(Charlotte leaves)

Niles: Phew... I haven't had a thrill like that in quite some time.
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Charlotte S

Niles: Charlotte, thank you for coming.

Charlotte: This is a rare thing, to be sure. You haven't been barging into my
conversations for a while. It was starting to hurt my feelings.

Niles: That's actually kind of why I haven't been. I like to toy with people
to see their stressed, confused looks. Once you started enjoying my
company... Well, it just didn't seem as fun anymore.

Charlotte: Oh really? And here I thought you supported me getting more
popular.

Niles: That's also part of it. I thought I would be happier after I stopped
bothering you... But I realized that what bothered me was the other men
giving you attention.

Charlotte: Huh? What do you mean?

Niles: To put it another way... I want to tie myself to you.

Charlotte: I appreciate the offer, but that really isn't my thing, Niles.

Niles: What...? Oh, no. Heh. For once in my life, that isn't what I meant.
Here.

Charlotte: This is...

Niles: Yes, it's a wedding ring. This is how I want to be tied to you.
Charlotte, will you marry me?

Charlotte: I... I don't know what... Hang on, are you making fun of marriage?
You're not exactly a big catch, so...

Niles: Heh, is that your only concern? You needn't worry about my financial
state.

Charlotte: What, are you secretly rich?

Niles: No, but I am the direct subordinate to a member of the royal family.
Let's just say I make significantly more than the average soldier.

Charlotte: Ah...

Niles: Of course, I would still lose when compared to the royalty... But I
can promise you I'd work as hard as possible to give you what you want. I've
come to like you so much, it's confusing even to me.

Charlotte: ...

Niles: Is that a no?

Charlotte: I... That's not what I'm saying... I just still wasn't sure if
this was a joke. But there's no way you'd take it this far. I would have
thought my serious pursuit of other men would have scared you off...

Niles: A lesser man, perhaps. But... I'm serious about this.

Charlotte: You are, aren't you? Yes, I can see that.

Niles: ...

Charlotte: Very well... Yes. I'll marry you. You don't need to worry about
money. I can figure that out on my own.

Niles: The least you can let me do is send something to your family.

Charlotte: How do you even know about them?

Niles: Never doubt my information network! I already know everything about
you.

Charlotte: Really...? Coming from someone else, that would be a little
creepy... But from you? I can actually accept it. Niles, I'm happy...
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Laslow!

A6. Azura C

Laslow: Well, I think that's enough dance practice for one night! I better
get some sleep. Now I just need to sneak back before anyone sees me...

Azura: Oh!

Laslow: OH!

Azura: AHH!

Laslow: ... AHHHHH! Lady Azura?! Is that you? ... I thought you were a spy
sneaking into our camp!

Azura: Laslow? My goodness! You startled me!

Laslow: Forgive me, milady! But where is your escort? Surely you're not out
here alone!

Azura: Don't be silly. I see you're by yourself. It can't be THAT dangerous.

Laslow: Yes, but you're a woman and a princess. I'm sure our enemies would
love to kidnap a member of the royal family!

Azura: I see. Well, I was having trouble sleeping. What's your excuse? You
like to use these evening hours for your secret dance practice, don't you?

Laslow: What?! How do you know? You haven't been watching me, have you?

Azura: Would that be so bad?

Laslow: Well, it's a little embarrassing! Next time, you should announce
yourself.

Azura: I'm sorry. I wasn't spying on you on purpose. I didn't expect you to
be there!

Laslow: All right. ... Well, now that you've seen me, I may as well ask. What
did you think?

Azura: Honestly, I could watch you for hours.

Laslow: Really? I'm flattered! So would you care to join me for a cup of tea?
We can continue getting acquainted.

Azura: It's a little late for that. Don't you think? Everyone else is asleep!

Laslow: Why, yes. I suppose you're right. Breakfast then? We can watch the
sun rise together!

Azura: I think we both know you're hoping for more than a cup of tea. Please,
excuse me.
(Azura leaves)

Laslow: Wait! Lady Azura, at least let me escort you home! It could be
dangerous!
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Azura B

Azura: You are the ocean's gray waves... ?

Laslow: Did I interrupt you? Forgive me, but from over here, it looked like
you were dancing.

Azura: My mother taught me a few steps. A good singer must understand dance
as well.

Laslow: I had no idea your mother danced. What a coincidence! My mother
taught me too.

Azura: Well, you certainly inherited her grace. You have such a lovely, fluid
quality... But there's a hint of sadness too. I almost feel as though you are
mourning for her.

Laslow: You can tell all that just from my dancing?

Azura: Music and dance never lie. I don't mean to offend you, but sometimes,
I don't think you're entirely truthful.

Laslow: What?! You're calling me a liar?

Azura: Yes, but let me explain! I've seen you dance in front of the others
before... You have great technique, but your dancing lacked the passion I saw
the other night. Now that I've seen you dance in private, I know you've been
holding back.

Laslow: I thought you would understand. I get nervous dancing in front of
other people.

Azura: This may sound harsh, but dancing like that is unfair to your
audience! Practice in secret all you want, but when you step on stage, you're
there for them! You must dance with confidence so they can carry your
strength into battle.

Laslow: I never thought of it that way.

Azura: Well, you should. Now if you'll excuse me...
(Azura leaves)

Laslow: Lady Azura, please... wait!
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Azura A

Laslow: Lady Azura, I've looked everywhere for you! Did you see me dancing
today?

Azura: Yes! At first, I didn't even recognize you. You looked so strong and
confident!

Laslow: I remembered what you said and tried to channel my inner Azura.

Azura: Well, your passion was contagious. We could all feel it.

Laslow: It's all thanks to your advice, milady.

Azura: Actually, I wanted to apologize about that. I think I was a little
harsh.

Laslow: You were extremely harsh, but everything you said was true.

Azura: I didn't tell you this, but I used to get stage fright. My mother was
so talented... I knew I'd never measure up! I always worried people would
make fun of me.

Laslow: Really? I had no idea.

Azura: One day, Queen Mikoto pulled me aside. She told me my voice was
beautiful. I could either learn to sing with confidence, or I could waste my
talent being afraid. That was a turning point for me. I decided to be brave
every time I stepped on stage.

Laslow: I hope I can perform with such power one day.

Azura: Power? What do you mean?

Laslow: Your voice has a special power. Out on the battlefield, you inspire
the soldiers. When you sing, you give them strength and encourage them to
keep fighting! My mother was the same way. When she danced, she gave everyone
courage.

Azura: I'm afraid you're wrong. My power comes from this pendant. It's not
me.

Laslow: Hmm. I find that hard to believe.

Azura: Well, if you keep dancing like you did today, everyone will be asking
you to dance.

Laslow: I promise to save a dance for you, milady.

Azura: I wouldn't mind taking you up on that offer right now. What if I sing
and you dance?

Laslow: I would love that, milady. You shall be my inspiration.

Azura: ... And you shall be my muse!
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Azura S

Laslow: Lady Azura, is that you? Were you spying on my dance practice again?

Azura: I'm so sorry. I couldn't help myself. You were mesmerizing.

Laslow: Thank you. That's kind of you to say.

Azura: There's a glow about you. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were
in love.

Laslow: Uh... no! Where'd you get that idea?

Azura: Oh. It's nothing. There's a sensitivity to your dancing now... It
seemed as though you were thinking of someone special. You can tell me...
Perhaps I could put in a good word for you with the lady in question.

Laslow: For someone so in tune with everyone else's emotions, you sure can be
oblivious!

Azura: What?!

Laslow: Milady, it was you. You're the person I was thinking about just now.
I guess I'm not as good at conveying my emotions as I thought. *sigh* If
you'll excuse me... clearly, I need more practice!

Azura: Wait. Don't go, Laslow!

Laslow: Hmm?

Azura: What did you mean?! You were thinking of me?

Laslow: Milady, I mean exactly that. I'm in love with you, but it's
pointless. You're a princess, and I am nothing! That's why I can only love
you from afar.

Azura: Well, now you're the one being oblivious!

Laslow: Huh?

Azura: There aren't many people I can talk to about music or singing or
dance... ... Let alone perform with! I thought we shared something special.

Laslow: I didn't realize our duet had such an impact on you.

Azura: Well, it did. I don't care if you're a prince or not, Laslow. I want
to be with you.

Laslow: Really? Then will you accompany me again?

Azura: Nothing would make me happier. I'll sing with you in my thoughts...

Laslow: ... And I'll dance with you in my heart.

Azura: May our song never end!
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A6. Felicia C

Laslow: *sigh* No luck today, either...

Felicia: Oh, hi there, Laslow. How was your day? Did you get to chat with any
ladies?

Laslow: I did... but things didn't go quite as well as I'd hoped.

Felicia: Oh! Well, that's too bad...

Laslow: Felicia... I know you don't mean that. You're smiling from ear to
ear...

Felicia: Heehee. So you saw straight through me then, huh?

Laslow: Well, you didn't exactly make it difficult.

Felicia: Haha! I guess not. I'm sorry, Laslow. I guess I'm just a little
jealous of you.

Laslow: Jealous of me? Why?

Felicia: You're so unafraid to talk to strangers. I've always wished I was
better at that.

Laslow: Really? That's actually a bit surprising. You don't seem all that shy
to me.

Felicia: It's true. For the longest time, I served Lord/Lady Avatar in the
Northern Fortress. So I never really had to talk to strangers much...
especially not without Flora.

Laslow: I see. Well, in that case, I've got an idea.

Felicia: I'm not sure I like the sound of this...

Laslow: Haha, don't worry! I'm just going to train you in the art of gab! If
you do everything I say, you'll be the best talker around in no time!

Felicia: Really? You think so? I'm a little bit nervous... but let's try!

Laslow: Of course! Just leave it to Laslow!
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Felicia B

Felicia: No no no! No way! I'm not going to go out and flirt with random men!

Laslow: It'll be OK, Felicia. The hardest part is just saying hello! After
that, you'll have them eating right out of your hand.

Felicia: No way! Absolutely not! Are you crazy? If this is the only way I can
learn to talk to strangers, then forget about it! I'd rather be a hermit for
the rest of my days!

Laslow: Felicia, listen. I used to be shy too. Shyer than you, even. But
someone once told me that the best way to get over it was to flirt with
girls. And thanks to that wise woman, I can now talk to anyone at all, no
problem!

Felicia: But I wouldn't even know what to say...

Laslow: I think it would be a good start to ask if they'd like to get a cup
of tea with you. It'll be easy! No man could resist a face as cute as yours!

Felicia: But if they don't, then I'll be in even more trouble! I didn't sign
up to go on dates with a bunch of random men!

Laslow: Oh, come now. You just need to drink one cup, and then you can rush
on back. Don't worry. I'll be watching over you the whole time.

Felicia: Ugh... Are you sure this is necessary?

Laslow: It is if you want to be a world-class charmer, like yours truly! It
really isn't so bad. You'll be able to look back on this and chuckle in no
time!

Felicia: Laslow...

Laslow: Now, enough questions. All that's left is to actually give it a shot.
Be brave! I believe in you!

Felicia: *inhale* *exhale* OK! I'm going!
(Felicia leaves)

Laslow: Attagirl! You can do it! ... A perfect approach! Very graceful. Not
too fast, not too slow... Aaaaand she just walked on by. Hm, maybe she'll
like the next one? Nope! She passed him too. Hm. If she keeps going like
this, then I'm going to lose sight of her. Felicia! Where are you going?!
Hey! Wait up! FELICIA!
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Felicia A

Felicia: Hey, Laslow. I'm sorry about the other day. I shouldn't have run off
like that.

Laslow: Ahahaha, think nothing of it! You're a very fast runner though, you
know that?

Felicia: Oh, yes. But... I'm still terrible at talking to new people.

Laslow: Oh, well. Maybe it's just not for you?

Felicia: I don't know. Maybe I should have tried harder. Or talked to at
least one person. I mean, you took the time to take me to town, and coach me,
and encourage me...

Laslow: No, I'm the one who should be sorry. I should have thought up a
lesson plan better suited to you.

Felicia: I did learn something from all this, though. You're a very brave
person, Laslow. It takes a lot of courage to talk to someone you've never met
before.

Laslow: Ahaha! Oh, no. That's just how I have fun!

Felicia: You can't fool me. I know it can't always be easy. Especially when
you were new to it.

Laslow: Well, I must admit, I'm quite flattered by your praise. Perhaps you'd
like to join me for tea?

Felicia: Heehee, are you flirting with ME now?

Laslow: Ha ha! I suppose you could say that, yes. So what do you say? At the
very least, it would be good practice, right? And I'm sure you'd find it much
easier to talk with me than with a total stranger.

Felicia: I suppose you're right! We wouldn't even have to go out anywhere!
I'm a maid, after all. I can brew us up a fine pot of tea. Just you wait!

Laslow: That sounds divine. Thank you, Felicia!

Felicia: You're welcome! Let me just grab some cups and saucers and a teapot
and... KYAAAAAH!
(Dish breaks)

Laslow: Felicia, are you all right?!

Felicia: I'm OK. How about you? Are you hurt?

Laslow: No, I managed to dodge it. I must say, I'm a little impressed. Not
many people could knock over a statue with a tea saucer, even on purpose.
Here now, let's clean all this up. I'll give you a hand.

Felicia: Thank you...

Laslow: Oh! The cups are all shattered. I suppose tea will have to wait until
another day.

Felicia: Oh, Laslow. I'm so sorry. Maybe it really is impossible for me to
have tea with someone.

Laslow: Nonsense. I'm willing to give it another try anytime you wish.

Felicia: Thanks, Laslow. I'll take you up on that offer!
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Felicia S

Felicia: Um... Laslow?

Laslow: Hey, Felicia! What can I do for you?

Felicia: W-would you, um, I mean... Would you... maybe you'd like...
togetsometeawithme?

Laslow: Pardon?

Felicia: I said... would you like to get some tea with me?

Laslow: Of course! But why are you getting so flust- Um, Felicia... Are
you... are you trying to ask me out?

Felicia: I don't know! Maybe! Yes! Probably!

Laslow: Well, this is a surprise! I never dreamed you'd want to go out with
little old me.

Felicia: It's just, it seemed like such a shame that we couldn't have tea the
other day. And ever since then, I couldn't stop thinking about how nice it
would be.

Laslow: I felt the same way! I kept thinking about how delightful it would
be.

Felicia: Really? It makes me so happy to hear you say so. I don't know what I
would have done if you had said no!

Laslow: I would never reject an invitation from you, my dear Felicia.

Felicia: That's very nice of you to say, Laslow, but it does make me
wonder... What if another girl invited you?

Laslow: Huh?

Felicia: I mean if another girl were here and invited you to tea right now...
What would you do?

Laslow: Ah... I guess I would probably-

Felicia: You'd probably suggest that we all get tea together, right? But...
that's not what I want. I want you to just have tea with me. Because I... I
like you-

Laslow: STOP RIGHT THERE! I must tell you something, Felicia. The truth is,
I'm happy you feel that way. I don't want to have tea with anyone else. I
love you, Felicia.

Felicia: Do you really mean that? That's not just a line you use on all the
girls?

Laslow: I mean it. I promise. I wouldn't say that to anyone else. Spending
all this time with you, trying to coach you and help you talk to others...
I've come to realize that you're the only one I want. I find your clumsiness
adorable and your earnestness and honesty remarkable. But... I figured you
would never want to be with a flirt like myself.

Felicia: Of course I want to be with you! But I certainly expect you to stop
going on dates with other women...

Laslow: Of course. I promise, you will be the only woman in my life as long
as we're together!

Felicia: Well, then, that's all settled. Shall we go to tea, my love?

Laslow: Of course, my darling! After you!
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A6. Mozu C

Laslow: Hey! Hey, Mozu!

Mozu: Laslow? What the heck?

Laslow: Thank goodness someone showed up... I can finally go home!

Mozu: H-how come you're tied to that tree? Is this some kinda game you city
folks play?

Laslow: If only... You see, I was having a pleasant cup of tea with a girl.
Really hitting it off. But apparently, she'd drugged the tea, because I woke
up as you see me now. *sigh* She stole my heart, and my coin pouch along with
it...

Mozu: What?! People really do that? Mother was right when she warned me about
city folk...

Laslow: On the bright side, I finally got to properly meet you, Mozu!

Mozu: That's one way to look at it, I guess... But, Laslow, you've gotta be
more careful. With your wallet and your heart! Here, let me get you down.

Laslow: Thank you. So tell me, what brings you out here?

Mozu: Oh, I came to plant some trees. There was a little thicket by my old
village. It was a good place for birds, and they sang all day long. I loved
it there. I thought maybe it'd be nice if we had something like that here
too.

Laslow: Huh! Mind if I take some of those saplings, in that case? I'll help
you plant them as thanks for saving my hide.

Mozu: You're a sweet guy, Laslow. The way you chase girls, I always thought
you might be kinda creepy.

Laslow: Haha, me? Creepy? Pshaw! I'm always sweet as can be to cute girls
like you. I'd do anything to see you smile!

Mozu: Even if it means getting hog-tied to a tree?

Laslow: Apparently.

Mozu: ... You're pretty cool, you know that?

Laslow: Do you think so? That's amazing. ... This is going to sound weird,
but could you say it again?

Mozu: Huh? Why?

Laslow: Girls never say anything nice about me... I want to make sure I
remember what this feels like. It'll take some of the sting out of losing all
my money, that's for sure!

Mozu: O-OK. *ahem*... You're real cool, Laslow!

Laslow: Yessssss!
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Mozu B

Mozu: Awww...

Laslow: Hey, Mozu.

Mozu: Look, Laslow... The saplings we planted together are all wilting.

Laslow: Hmm, so they are. Maybe I planted them wrong? I'm really sorry.

Mozu: No, it's not your fault. Look, you can see how the ones I planted are
withered too. *sigh* Where did we go wrong...?

Laslow: Mozu...

Mozu: Time was, when something like this happened, I'd ask the other farmers.
But now they're all... I can't stand it...

Laslow: ... *sniff*

Mozu: Huh? What's wrong, Laslow? You look like you're about to cry...

Laslow: I know how you feel. I know so well, it hurts. I didn't want anyone
to know this about me...

Mozu: Huh?

Laslow: When someone you've always been close to dies, it's more than you can
take. Especially when you've lost your home and don't have anyone to talk to
about it.

Mozu: Are you saying... that happened to you?

Laslow: Yes... or something like it, anyway. I know how it feels. That
familiar ache... You can talk to me about it, if you want. I'll make time for
you. I'd hate to see you try to go through something like this alone.

Mozu: Laslow...

Laslow: Heh, I mean, I'll never say no to talking to a pretty girl. So get it
all off your chest. Keep talking until you feel your smile coming back.

Mozu: Thank you...
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Mozu A

Mozu: Hey, Laslow! Look! The trees that wilted are getting better!

Laslow: Good... all your hard work is paying off.

Mozu: My hard work? Don't you mean yours?

Laslow: Who, me? I just lent an ear when you needed one. I didn't do all
this.

Mozu: I wasn't born yesterday, Laslow. Every time we were finished talking,
you pretended to go home... But really, you came back here to lay fertilizer
and water the trees.

Laslow: Y-you knew?!

Mozu: Yep. And I know that much fertilizer doesn't come cheap. I know money's
tight for you right now, but you still spent every last dime... Thank you,
Laslow.

Laslow: Well, this is awkward, isn't it?

Mozu: I know you don't like folks to know much about you. But if you ever
want to chew the rag, you can talk to me anytime. I'll listen to whatever you
have to say.

Laslow: Much appreciated. But I'm all right.

Mozu: Do you not trust me to keep it quiet?

Laslow: No, no. I trust you. But what kind of man would I be to complain
about my problems? It's just not cool.

Mozu: Where the heck did you get that idea? It's not uncool to air out your
troubles. You worked hard to get to where you are. And you're real cool,
Laslow. I guarantee you! Whatever anyone else says, I think you're the best
warrior ever!

Laslow: A real cool warrior, huh? ... You know... that actually does cheer me
up, haha. When I hear it coming from you, I feel like maybe it's true!

Mozu: Attaboy! And a real cool warrior like you can tell me anything.

Laslow: Then I will. It'll be an honor to spill my problems to you. You're a
true friend, Mozu. Thanks for all your help.

Mozu: Same to you, Laslow.
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Mozu S

Mozu: Hi, Laslow. What's up?

Laslow: Well... I have something to confess. ... It's started sprouting.

Mozu: What has?

Laslow: Um... my feelings.

Mozu:
Say what? ... Did someone spike your drink again?

Laslow: ... What?

Mozu: What?

Laslow: Why does it always go like this for me...? Uh, sorry. I got
embarrassed, and what I wanted to say came out weird. The truth is, I've been
wanting to tell you this for a while... But I had to wait for these flowers
to bloom first. So here you go.

Mozu: Wow! What a pretty bouquet! Say... I know these flowers... They only
grow in my village. And only at this time of year, too...

Laslow: Yep. I mean, you knew that, of course. Just like you probably know
this kind of flower represents a deep love. I heard your village had a
tradition of giving them as a gift during a proposal.

Mozu: You heard right, but... Wait...

Laslow: The whole time I've been seeing you, I was secretly studying
gardening. I waited for these flowers to bloom so I could make this bouquet
to give you...

Mozu: Wow... So...

Laslow: That's right. Mozu, will you marry me?

Mozu: Oh my gosh! This isn't a trick, right?

Laslow: I love you, Mozu. I want to stand by your side and support you in
everything you do. I know I'm no replacement for the family you lost... But
maybe we can make a new one together.

Mozu: This isn't how I thought today would go when I woke up... I'd be happy
to marry you. I want you as part of my family, too.

Laslow: I can't wait to join. Although... I might have to go back to my own
world someday. So if that happens...

Mozu: Go back? You mean like to Nohr? I don't see why that'd matter. If you
care about me, it's just good sense that I'd care about you too. That's what
marriage is.

Laslow: Thank you, Mozu... Man! Now that that's decided, there's so much for
us to do! Why don't we sit down over some tea and have a long talk about it?

Mozu: That's what I like to hear!
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A6. Elise C

Elise: No, that won't be any fun either. I wonder what I'm missing...

Laslow: And one! And two! And pirouette!

Elise: Laslow? What's he doing?

Laslow: And three! And four! And plié!

Elise: Hey, Laslow! Whatcha up to?

Laslow: GAAAAH! L-Lady Elise?!

Elise: What's with all this "one-two-fancyword" stuff? Are you trying to come
up with a new game too?

Laslow: A new game? No, I'm not playing around.

Elise: Huh? Then why are you spinning around out here all by yourself?

Laslow: I was practicing my dancing. It's... something I'd rather keep a
secret. Would you do that for me?

Elise: Yeah, sure! Dancing, you say... Oh! That's it! That's what it's
missing!

Laslow: Lady Elise?

Elise: Thanks, Laslow! You're a lifesaver!

Laslow: I'm... not exactly sure what I did, but you're welcome all the same.
Say, perhaps our meeting here today was destiny... How about, to celebrate,
the two of us go get a cup of tea and-

Elise: Sorry, Laslow, I'm too busy. Bye!
(Elise leaves)

Laslow: Huh. I wonder what that was all about...
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Elise B

Elise: Heya, Laslow! Thanks for coming!

Laslow: Of course. What do you require of me, milady?

Elise: So, I've been trying to come up with a new game everyone can play
together. But it was missing something... Then I saw you dancing, and it hit
me! What my game needed was some of that shimmy-shake stuff to spice it up!
You see where I'm going with this, right?

Laslow: Not really, no.

Elise: Do I have to spell it out for you? I want to add your dance moves to
my game! See, I'm coming up with a superspecial version of tag. But instead
of running, you have to dance while you chase people! So! I need you to teach
me how to dance.

Laslow: ... I see.

Elise: So what are you waiting for? Go on and get to teaching, Teach!

Laslow: I'm afraid my style of dancing really isn't worth teaching you,
milady. I'm mostly self-taught. My style lacks the formality suited to one of
your station.

Elise: I don't mind! In fact, that's exactly the sort of thing I want! I want
it to be fun, not all stuffy and courtly.

Laslow: Oh? Then I would be honored to show you my moves. Let's begin with
some footwork.
(Time passes)
Laslow: So that about covers the basic steps. Give it a try.

Elise: Um... like this?

Laslow: Hmm. Not quite. More like this.

Elise: Ohhhhh... So like this?

Laslow: No, still not quite...

Elise: Aw. I give up! I was never any good at dancing anyway.

Laslow: Huh?

Elise: Besides, I don't need to actually dance myself. I can just be the
referee. You can be in charge of all the dancing! You don't mind teaching
everyone, right?

Laslow: What?! You want me to be a part of the game now?

Elise: Yep!

Laslow: I don't know... I think I'd be too embarrassed...

Elise: Aw, don't say that. You've got to do it! For everyone! Think of it as
a privilege!

Laslow: OK, I suppose. For you, I'll give it a shot...
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Elise A

Elise: Woohoo! Our test run went perfectly. "Love Tag" is ready for showtime!

Laslow: "Love Tag"?! Pardon me, Lady Elise, but exactly what kind of game is
this? I thought it was just like normal tag, but with dancing...

Elise: Oh, silly you! You still have so much to learn. Dancing and chasing is
just for kids! My game needed some more spice. The point of the game isn't
really just to tag someone. It's to show off your skills!

Laslow: But my dances are for art! They're not meant to be... enticing. Not
like that!

Elise: Oh? This coming from the guy who spends half his waking hours chasing
girls? What's wrong with encouraging a little romance around here? This
little game of mine will have couples popping up all over the army! It'll
make everyone happier! Plus, we'll all fight harder if it's for someone we
love!

Laslow: I guess that's a good point. Sort of.

Elise: It really is!

Laslow: *sigh* You certainly have some odd ideas. Though I guess war is as
good a time as any to find love. Isn't that right, milady?

Elise: Yup! I'm just glad I finally figured out how to make the game work. I
had a lot of trouble thinking of something romantic. I don't know many
boys... But you hang out with girls all the time! And you dance! So that must
be the key. Anyway, c'mon! We should go tell everyone about our new game!

Laslow: Er, just a moment. This game is supposed to help people attract
partners, correct? If so, I should warn you... I'm not very successful on
that front.

Elise: What?!

Laslow: In fact, if anything, most women seem to dislike me...

Elise: Haha! You kidder! I see you talking with beautiful women all the time.

Laslow: Well, yes, but that's because I go up to them. They don't usually
respond well...

Elise: What?! But our game-

Laslow: Yes. There's a teensy-weensy chance everyone will be repulsed by each
other.

Elise: Awww... And here I thought my idea was finally perfect.

Laslow: Apologies, milady. I would have said something sooner had I known.
Though I must admit, I'm relieved I don't need to teach everyone to dance
now.

Elise: What? You're not getting off that easy! We're sticking to the plan!

Laslow: We are? But why?

Elise: Well, we've come this far! No sense in giving up without trying,
right? Besides, I don't think it's your dance moves that the girls hate. It's
probably just your personality!

Laslow: ...
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Elise S

Elise: Laslow! The game was a huge hit! And it's all thanks to you!

Laslow: It went well, didn't it?

Elise: You were perfect! Everyone told me they were having the best time!

Laslow: I'm glad... but it was a little embarrassing for me.

Elise: Why? You were the best dancer-tagger out there.

Laslow: Well, everyone there already seemed to have eyes for someone else! I
was one of the only ones dancing who left without a date.

Elise: Yeah, true. I see how that would be embarrassing. But don't feel bad!
I think it's just because you were helping me run the game. I mean, I was the
referee, so I didn't get a date either. Though I guess I wasn't dancing like
you...

Laslow: Would you play Love Tag with me if you knew how to dance?

Elise: Of course!

Laslow: Truly? Cross your heart?

Elise: Of course! Why are you making it sound like such a big- Wait.
Laslow... you don't mean...

Laslow: I do. I would be very much honored if you would accompany me on a
date, milady. I am... quite fond of you.

Elise: Since when? I had no idea! What do you like about me anyway?! I'm not
all that mature... and I don't have a figure like Camilla's...

Laslow: Please, you needn't compare yourself to your sister. You're your own
woman. And you have a kind, generous heart. You work so hard just to make
others happy. Just think of all the effort you put into making that game for
everyone!

Elise: You really think all those nice things about me? That's the sweetest
thing anyone's ever said to me!

Laslow: I'm glad to hear it. But I'm not saying it just to flatter you. It's
true.

Elise: I guess it's my turn, huh? I like you too, Laslow. In fact, every time
I see you dance, I can't help but think you're amazing. You're so talented!
And of all the people playing Love Tag, you were the best.

Laslow: Milady...

Elise: So I guess this means we both like each other! Whoa!

Laslow: I suppose it does. It seems Love Tag was a resounding success.

Elise: Totally! But don't think this means you don't have to teach me how to
dance! I promise not to give up this time!

Laslow: Whatever you want, my love.
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A6. Camilla C

Laslow: Ah! Lady Camilla. Fancy meeting you here.

Camilla: Why, Laslow. What serendipity! Out for a stroll, perchance?

Laslow: Yes, a change of pace seemed in order. And it appears I chose just
the place! Any day on which I run into you, Lady Camilla, is a fine day
indeed.

Camilla: Are you really so pleased to see me?

Laslow: But of course! You're a welcome sight at all times, Lady Camilla.

Camilla: Hmhmhm. You don't fool me, Laslow. If what my brother says is true,
you say the same to every girl you meet.

Laslow: That makes me sound like a scoundrel! I wouldn't be so insincere as
to say it to a woman who wasn't worthy. It's just that, to me, every woman
meets that criteria...

Camilla: How gentlemanly... and how convenient.

Laslow: It's no mere excuse. Every woman is beautiful, if you look for it.
Even so, your radiance outshines the pack, if I may be so bold.

Camilla: Ahaha... why, thank you.

Laslow: What do you say we go out for some tea, just the two of us?

Camilla: Hmm... I'll do it on one condition. Promise me you won't flirt with
or woo any other woman, ever again. Do that, and the tea will be my treat.

Laslow: Wh-what you ask of me... it's impossible. There's simply no way.

Camilla: Then enjoy your teatime alone.
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Camilla B

Laslow: I can't figure you out, Lady Camilla. You have layers...

Camilla: I don't think I'm so complicated, am I?

Laslow: You're warm and kind... But at the drop of a hat, you can also turn
steely and harsh. Yet you seem to wear both attitudes quite comfortably.

Camilla: Could the same not be said for everyone?

Laslow: Perhaps. But it seems especially true in your case.

Camilla: I'm not the enigma you believe me to be. I'm kind to my allies and
cruel to my enemies in equal measure.

Laslow: You do take a certain relish in showing your enemies no mercy, I've
noticed. Watching you in battle makes me relieved that I don't count myself
among them.

Camilla: Why should I show mercy to my enemies? They are obstacles to be
eliminated.

Laslow: Is it always so black and white? I wonder. What if your enemy was
someone you knew well? Surely you'd hesitate then.

Camilla: What a soft heart you have, Laslow.

Laslow: Why, thank you, Lady Camilla. I could say the same for you.

Camilla: ... It wasn't precisely a compliment. But so long as you never
betray me, you will always have my favor.

Laslow: As long as you give me withering looks like that, I'd never dream of
it...

Camilla: Ahaha! Pardon me.

Laslow: Please know that I would never betray you regardless, Lady Camilla.
You may place your utmost trust in me.

Camilla: Of course, dearest Laslow. I was just considering the corner cases
where you might make the wrong choice. I thought up a fair few deliciously
cruel punishments to inflict upon you...

Laslow: D-did you now.

Camilla: "Punishments" might be the wrong word. "Torments" is more apt for
the levels of pain I had in mind.

Laslow: I-I'll be sure to factor that in, should the decision ever arise...

Camilla: Very wise of you. Better to be in my good graces than in my torture
dungeons, hmm?
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Camilla A

Laslow: La DA, la da DA, laaa da daaaa... ?

Camilla: You sing as beautifully as you dance, Laslow.

Laslow: Lady Camilla?! It's rude to watch without making your presence known.
I like to know when I'm performing for an audience.

Camilla: Hmhmhm! I was too spellbound by your performance to say anything.
I've not seen that style of dance before, though.

Laslow: I don't suppose you would have. It originates from a faraway kingdom.

Camilla: Is that where you hail from?

Laslow: For simplicity's sake, let's say yes.

Camilla: You must have traveled a very long way to get here, then.

Laslow: Ahahaha. More than you know.

Camilla: Yet you fight alongside us, on our behalf.

Laslow: Is that so wrong?

Camilla: Not wrong. Merely... odd. Why remain here, among us? Surely your own
kingdom has its problems as well.

Laslow: Because I believe that what we are doing is right.

Camilla: But you have no ties to this land. No special reason to be here.

Laslow: That's a dreadful thing to say. I may not have been born and raised
here, but I have many dear friends. Is it that odd that I would stake my life
fighting for them?

Camilla: Not when you put it that way, no.

Laslow: If you have doubts as to my true allegiance, Lady Camilla, let me put
them to rest. I stand firmly with you and yours, and always have, and always
will.
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Camilla S

Laslow: Lady Camilla, I must have a word with you, if you have the time.

Camilla: I do, Laslow, but please make it brief. I've other things to attend
to.

Laslow: Then I'll keep this short and to the point. Lady Camilla, will you
marry me?

Camilla: ... Be seated, Laslow.

Laslow: Y-yes, milady. Erm... you're not... angry, are you?

Camilla: I am beyond angry, Laslow. I am furious. One might even say livid.

Laslow: But why?! What have I done to offend you?

Camilla: I don't mind your little teases and minor flirtations. I've come to
expect them. But this is taking such behavior to a level that is beyond the
pale. A marriage proposal is not interchangeable with your other opening
lines. It is a serious thing. Do you not see the gravity of your words?

Laslow: My apologies, Lady Camilla, if you took it as another of my usual
advances. The fault may be mine for delivering it without the appropriate
solemnity. But make no mistake, I do indeed want your hand in marriage.

Camilla: Laslow...

Laslow: I have a reputation as a ladies' man, but my feelings for you are
genuine. Once more, sincerely... Will you marry me?

Camilla: If I said yes... IF... would you cease hitting on other women?

Laslow: W-well... in all honesty, probably not. But I can swear none of them
would mean anything when I have you, Lady Camilla.

Camilla: That's a bit unfair to me, no?

Laslow: I can't deny that. Yet I also cannot help myself... It's who I am.

Camilla: Then I suppose I am bound to overlook it.

Laslow: Huh?

Camilla: I'm very fond of you, Laslow. And if that's part of you, then I'm
fond of that part too. But I must be your only true love. If I ever have
cause to doubt that, you will know such suffering. You'll be left to rot in
my dungeon as a test subject for cruel new tortures.

Laslow: M-milady, I wouldn't-!

Camilla: Ahahah, I shouldn't tease. But, like you, I can't help myself. Don't
worry. As long as I am foremost in your thoughts, you'll remain safe. Safe
from all except my crushing embrace, that is...

Laslow: Lady Camilla... I vow to you that no matter what I might do or say to
any other... my heart belongs to you, and you alone.

Camilla: I'll hold you to that, my lovely man.
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A6. Effie C

Effie: 1,203! 1,204! *huff*

Laslow: Oh, Effie. Sorry to bother you, but are you terribly deep into your
workout?

Effie: 1,205! 1,206! *huff* *huff*

Laslow: Er... Effie? Perhaps I'm not speaking quite loudly enough...

Effie: Laslow? What is it?

Laslow: Ah, hello there! I was just wondering if you needed help with
anything. If so, I'm at your service!

Effie: Help? No... I'm pretty sure that I actually have to do the workout
myself... If I want to gain any strength from it. Now, if you'll excuse me...

Laslow: Oh, please. Surely I can assist you in some way. Ah, perhaps I can
count repetitions!

Effie: As you wish. I'm doing 2,000 push-ups, and I believe I'm on number
1,207.

Laslow: Two THOUSAND? Gods, that sounds tremendously boring. On second
thought... perhaps I could simply offer you a lesson in sparring. What say
you? Up for a tussle?

Effie: Now you're talking! I'm always looking for new sparring partners.
Shall we use weapons or practice hand-to-hand combat?

Laslow: I will leave it to the lady to decide, naturally.

Effie: OK, let's work on grappling techniques. Let me demonstrate a move I've
been working on... HRAH!
(Metal breaks)

Laslow: You... you just annihilated that training dummy! Were you planning on
using this technique on me?

Effie: I never hold anything back in training. How else am I supposed to
progress? Plus, I didn't finish my push-ups... so I have a bit of extra
energy to burn off, I suppose.

Laslow: Riiiiight. You know, I just remembered something Lord Xander asked of
me. I'm afraid we'll have to reschedule.
(Laslow leaves)

Effie: Gah! Another potential sparring partner, scared away... Oh well.
1,207! 1,208! 1,209! *huff* *huff*
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Effie B

Laslow: Cheers, Effie! Hey, sorry for bothering you during your workout the
other day. I made sure to wait until you finished today before bothering you.
Ha! Anyway, I was wondering if you'd be interested in a spot of tea?

Effie: Not right now, Laslow. I'm right in the middle of my regimen.

Laslow: In the MIDDLE? I've been watching you do chin-ups for almost two
hours!

Effie: It's never enough for me. If I'm to protect Lady Elise from the
horrors of this world... Wait, you've been WHAT?

Laslow: Oh, I've just been making the rounds, chatting up a few friends.
Anyway, I've walked past this spot a few times, and you're always doing chin-
ups! In any case, I admire your dedication. But surely all this effort works
up an appetite...

Effie: Now that you mention it... I am a little hungry.

Laslow: Right? That's what I thought. One mustn't neglect proper fueling for
peak fitness! So, why don't you take a break and have some lunch with me? I
know a number of secluded locations that would be perfect for an intimate
meal...

Effie: Well... Are they far from here? I wouldn't want my heart rate to drop
too much...

Laslow: Oh, I think it's likely your heart will be aflutter the whole time...

Effie: You know... on second thought... I really ought to finish my routine
first. But I assure you, my appetite will be insatiable afterward!

Laslow: Are we talking about food? Or something far more interesting? Aw,
there you go doing chin-ups again. Well, I suppose I'll return in a few
hours...

Effie: No, wait!

Laslow: Yeah?

Effie: If you'd like, I COULD swap some of my chin-ups for a quick sparring
session. Then I could wrap up my workout early, and we could go eat!

Laslow: Er... yes. That could be a thing that we do. Just some casual
sparring, right?

Effie: Oh, gods no. Full contact. It's the only way to train! You're free,
right? I mean, you had time for tea or lunch...

Laslow: Yes... yes, I suppose I am...

Effie: Excellent! Oh, to battle with a retainer of Lord Xander... I have so
much to learn.

Laslow: Indeed. Let us just hope that you already know some resuscitation
techniques...
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Effie A

Effie: Laslow... do you have a moment?

Laslow: For you, Effie? Of course. To what do I owe the pleasure?

Effie: Well... you really helped me out in that last battle. If it hadn't
been for you, I... I'm not sure if I would have made it.

Laslow: Oh, please. It's nothing. You were doing admirably on your own. I
merely saw an opportunity to lend some assistance and took it. All these
battles can take their toll, so we've got to help each other when we can.

Effie: Well, I appreciate it. And I'm sorry for being somewhat... aloof...
before.

Laslow: Apology accepted. But what's come over you?

Effie: Well, you know... You have a bit of a reputation. With women.

Laslow: Er...

Effie: But I realized that you really must care about me! You were so
selfless in battle. If only there were some way I could repay you...

Laslow: Aha! There is. Just have lunch with me. We can have a pleasant chat.

Effie: That's it? Well, that sounds fun.

Laslow: Splendid! Oh, there is one small condition. No push-ups during lunch!

Effie: Push-ups during lunch? Please! Everyone knows that the optimal time to
refuel is AFTER a workout. Preferably with a 4-to-1 carbohydrate-to- protein
ratio, of course!

Laslow: Er, of course. Wait, what's a carbohydrate? I mean, never mind. Boy,
you sure do take your training seriously.
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Effie: Well, of course I do! I live to protect. My duty to Lady Elise comes
first.

Laslow: I see. You know, I find that admirable. I really do.

Effie: I'm glad you can see it from my perspective. And speaking of working
out-

Laslow: You've got to get back to it. Understood.

Effie: Thank you, Laslow. And we'll have that lunch soon, I promise.
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Effie S

Laslow: Effie! How wonderful to bump into you. In fact, I was just thinking
about you.

Effie: Oh, hello, Laslow. I was just thinking about... burpees.

Laslow: Yes... well, anyway. I had a great time the other day. Thank you for
the company.

Effie: Oh, sure. I'm glad you had a good time!

Laslow: And... I wanted to give you something. A small thank-you.

Effie: Oh, flowers! They're beautiful!

Laslow: Indeed! But... look under that large petal there...

Effie: There's a note... Should I read it right now?

Laslow: Er, yes... that was my intention...

Effie: "I will always love you." ...

Laslow: Effie... Will you marry me?

Effie: Laslow! Are you being serious right now?

Laslow: I am. I've never met anyone like you, and believe me, I've met plenty
of women. No, that didn't come out right! What I'm trying to say is... I've
never met anyone as dedicated and selfless as you. You've inspired me!

Effie: ...

Laslow: None of us knows what's going to happen in the future. So why not
seize the opportunity for a little happiness while we can? I'll ask again...
Effie, will you marry me?

Effie: Yes. Yes, I will. I have to admit, I had my reservations about you
when we first met. But I've come to realize that you're a kindhearted,
wonderful person. I... I love you, too.

Laslow: Really? You mean it?

Effie: There's just one thing you should know...

Laslow: Uh-huh?

Effie: I know you enjoy chatting up pretty girls. And that's OK. In fact,
spending time on your own pursuits is a part of any healthy relationship. I
too will spend a lot of time with Lady Elise.

Laslow: Of course...

Effie: Just see to it that chatting is as far as it goes, OK? Otherwise...
who knows what could happen?
(Metal breaks)

Laslow: I think I have a pretty good idea what could happen. But you have
nothing to worry about. From now on, I'm all yours, Effie.
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A6. Nyx C

Laslow: Hi, Nyx. What are you doing sitting by yourself?

Nyx: Hmm? Oh. Nothing much of anything, really.

Laslow: Well then! If you're not busy, do you want to head into town? I found
this wonderful café where we could get a cup of tea together.

Nyx: I'm sorry... I don't enjoy crowds much.

Laslow: Ah, that's a shame. How about I keep my eye out for a cozy little
café instead? One of those places off the beaten path, with a small but
devoted clientele. Would you come with me there?

Nyx: Hmhm... are you that intent on having tea together?

Laslow: Why wouldn't I be? There's nothing sweeter in life than sharing a cup
of tea with a beautiful woman. And if you were to smile as we sipped our tea,
why, that would be sweeter still.

Nyx: Then ask some other girl. I'm not beautiful. I'm scarcely even a woman.
I'm a monster.

Laslow: Nyx...?

Nyx: I've things to do elsewhere.
(Nyx leaves)

Laslow: Damn...
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Nyx B

Laslow: Nyx!

Nyx: Yes...?

Laslow: Good news. I found a new café since the last time we spoke. It's
quiet, out of the way, and very relaxing. Doesn't that sound nice?

Nyx: I'm not in the mood, Laslow.

Laslow: Haha... have I done something to turn you against me?

Nyx: No... it's nothing you've done. I just don't want... attachments.
Entanglements.

Laslow: What a shame. It's a tragic waste of a pretty face.

Nyx: Stay. If you knew my crimes, you would call me monster, as others have
before you.

Laslow: Crimes, eh? I don't know just what it is you've done, Nyx... But if
you ask me, no one in this world is truly innocent. And "monster" is an awful
thing to call oneself...

Nyx: It depends on the crime. Mine was a particularly grave one...

Laslow: ... And if I'd done the same?

Nyx: Such as?

Laslow: Let's say I'd done something so cruel that I never wanted anyone to
find out. If, say, I'd neglected a great many people... let them all die...
Would you call me monster, too?

Nyx: ...

Laslow: Hahaha, my apologies. It was a strange question.

Nyx: No, I...

Laslow: I came here determined to make you happy, but I was ill equipped, it
seems. I'm sorry, Nyx. I'll take my leave for today.
(Laslow leaves)

Nyx: Laslow...
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Nyx A

Nyx: Laslow...

Laslow: Ah, Nyx. What can I do for you?

Nyx: I apologize for the other day. I stirred up something in you I shouldn't
have.

Laslow: Oh, it's nothing. It's I who should apologize for doing so little to
improve your mood.

Nyx: ... I wouldn't call you a monster.

Laslow: Oh?

Nyx: Whatever you may have done... you are one of my allies. I could never
think of you as a monster.

Laslow:
And the same is true for me, Nyx. No matter your crimes, committed long
ago... I wouldn't consider you a monster. You're a steadfast ally, and that's
all.

Nyx:
You're kinder than I deserve.

Laslow: So... how about that cup of tea?

Nyx: Hmhm... that was a deft change of subject.

Laslow: Thank you. You really do look best when you're smiling, you know. No
one who's called you a monster could possibly have seen the way you smile.

Nyx: Laslow...

Laslow: You're losing it! Come now, smile! Yours is a face built for it.

Nyx: Hmhmhm. So persistent... I should revise my opinion of you.

Laslow: Such high praise! You'll make me blush.

Nyx: Oh? I didn't realize you were so shy. That face you're making could fool
anyone into thinking you're not a monster.

Laslow: ...

Nyx: ... All right. I'll have tea with you. We can tell each other about
ourselves. No judgments.

Laslow: Sounds like a good time. Shall we?
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Nyx S

Laslow: Nyx, I have a question for you.

Nyx: Hello, Laslow. What is it?

Laslow: With all the things that change in this world, are there any
constants?

Nyx: Is this a remark about my condition?

Laslow: I-oh gods, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it that way...

Nyx: Hmhm, I know. I can't help but tease you.

Laslow: Ugh... I've blown it. I should have waited...

Nyx: Haha! Don't worry. It didn't bother me. Now what was it you were saying?

Laslow: Right! Constants. I found one... Something in this world that never
changes.

Nyx: And what might that be?

Laslow: The feelings I carry for you.

Nyx: Laslow...

Laslow: I love you, Nyx. And I want to know... Would you marry me?

Nyx: A constant love, hm?

Laslow: I swear it's true.

Nyx: How can you be sure that these feelings will never fade?

Laslow: They're much too intense for that.

Nyx: ... I have feelings for you as well.

Laslow: Nyx...

Nyx: I love you so much that... I think I could give you my whole heart. But
even so, we cannot marry.

Laslow: What...?

Nyx: I don't want to burden you with my crime.

Laslow: You mean all those people you say you've killed?

Nyx: Yes...

Laslow: Well, much as I might want to, I can't bear your burden. Nor could I
expect you to bear mine. But with burdens so heavy... don't you think we
could lean on each other a bit? My calling in life from now on is to put a
smile on your face. And I don't think there's anybody in this world who could
make me smile but you.

Nyx: ...Haha. Look at me, lost for words before such a young man...

Laslow: Nyx. Won't you please marry me? We make each other laugh. Isn't that
a good enough foundation to start on?

Nyx: I think so. Yes, Laslow. I will marry you.
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A6. Selena C

Laslow: Selena! My heart! How are you today? You look ravishing as always.

Selena: ...

Laslow: Hm? Cherub got your tongue, my sweet? That's all right-your radiance
burns no less brightly for your silence!

Selena: Is there really nothing else rolling around in that big, stupid head
of yours? Ravishing this, beauty that-does anyone actually fall for that
nonsense?

Laslow: I haven't a clue what you mean! That seems like a perfectly normal
way to address a lovely lady.

Selena: Ugh! Are you daft? Of course it isn't! This is exactly why nobody
takes you seriously!

Laslow: You say that like it's a bad thing.

Selena: It is! You're a royal retainer! A soldier! Not some two-bit sideshow
clown. You should start behaving instead of making eyes at everything with
legs. I swear, you haven't grown a bit since the day I met you!

Laslow: Milady, you wound me. I'm a far more proficient flirt than the boy I
once was!

Selena: That's not what I meant, and you know it! If anything, that's the
opposite of growth. You're just a big, dumb baby. A GROSS, big, dumb baby.

Laslow: Haha! Ever with the razor tongue. Never change, Selena!

Selena: I think I'll pass on that advice. Some of us actually want to mature.

Laslow: Ahaha! You say that, but you're just as adorable today as the day we
met! So, what would you say to going out to tea to continue this little
repartee of ours? Or should I say... repar-tea?

Selena: *sigh* In one ear and out the other...
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Selena B

Laslow: Selena, my dove! My tired eyes are rejuvenated by the sight of you!

Selena: Ugh. You never learn, do you? You know, someday people are going to
get sick of all this empty flattery of yours.

Laslow: What are you talking about? I speak only my true feelings.

Selena: Really. Your true feelings, huh?

Laslow: Just so! For example, I truly feel that you are the very image of
loveliness.

Selena: You know what? No. This time I'm not going to just get upset. Nope...
I'm going to give you a taste of your own medicine... Loverboy!

Laslow: Huh?

Selena: Hey there, baaaby.

Laslow: S-Selena? What are you doing?

Selena: Mmm-hmm. Momma thinks you'll do juuust fine. Let me feel those arms!
Woo! Shivers! A big hunk like you is just what the healer ordered.

Laslow: Stop it, Selena... Please... No! Stop! Don't come any closer!

Selena: Aw, you're adorable when you're embarrassed, Lazzy. Me likey. Come on
now, let's go get some tea, baby. I promise it'll be... hot.

Laslow: P-please... no... more... You're making me very uncomfortable,
Selena!

Selena: Oh, really? Never stops you, does it, you lunk? Gods, I can't believe
I just did that. I wanted to throw chunks.

Laslow: Ah... is it really that bad when I flirt? I never meant to make
anyone feel like that...

Selena: Do you get it now? Throwing out all those empty compliments isn't
nice. And even if they were welcome, you can't just play with people's hearts
like that!

Laslow: But that was never my intention.

Selena: I don't care what your intentions are! It's not your intentions that
matter. It's how the other person feels. Do you get it yet?

Laslow: OK! I'm sorry! I'll probably think about flirting in a slightly
different way! That is, if you'll do me the honor of helping me learn how.
Over tea, perhaps?

Selena: Really? Really?! Ugh, I give up! You're impossible!
(Selena leaves)

Laslow: Selena? Hey, I was just teasing! Come back!
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Selena A

Laslow: Selena!

Selena: What do you want, Laslow?

Laslow: Oh, thank goodness! You're back to your old grumpy self. I was
worried you were going to give me the flirty treatment again. I don't think
I've ever been so mortified in my life.

Selena: Oh, yeah. Maybe I shouldn't have gone quite so far. You're not THAT
bad... I just wanted you to know what it's like. I'm sorry.

Laslow: Eh? Did you just... apologize? Without sarcasm? Do you have a fever?
Let me get you some water...

Selena: What? No, I don't have a fever! I was just thinking about... old
times.

Laslow: Ah. I see. Feeling lonely, then? I get that way too. It's hard being
so far from home.

Selena: I'm not lonely! But... yeah. I miss it. I miss them... Anyway,
nothing can be done about it now. No point in whining.

Laslow: Selena... I won't tell you you're wrong. We both know we can't go
back. Not yet. But... I think about it every day. What if everything went
back to the way it was?

Selena: Laslow...

Laslow: I guess... what I mean to say is, I know that loneliness you're
feeling too well. I feel it too.

Selena: I already told you! I'm not feeling lonely!

Laslow: Haha. Sorry, sorry! My mistake.

Selena: Well, er, I mean... maybe there are times I feel a little lonely, now
and then, but...

Laslow: But?

Selena: Well, I have you, at least. And Odin. So it's not like I'm completely
alone.

Laslow: That's right. We've still got each other. So cheer up!

Selena: True... though I'm not sure how cheery I should be if you're my only
link to home...

Laslow: Haha! Now that's the Selena we all know and love! Well, either way, I
want you to know I'll be by your side anytime you need me.

Selena: Don't get the wrong idea! It's not like I had any choice in the
matter.

Laslow: As is often the case with fate, but it has a way of surprising us
mere mortals. Particularly when it comes to matters of the heart.

Selena: Are you really flirting with me at a time like this?! You immature
jerk! Your smug face makes me SO ANGRY! Haha, but I guess that's my lot in
life, eh? Thank you, Laslow. For being here for me.

Laslow: Anytime, Selena.
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Selena S

Laslow: Selena, my darling! I have a gift for you.

Selena: Hm? For me?

Laslow: Ta-da! It's a bracelet!

Selena: Laslow! Is that...?

Laslow: Indeed it is. I've been keeping it somewhere safe, and I thought it
was time I gave it to you.

Selena: But... why are you giving this to me now?

Laslow: Why do you think I am?

Selena: I'm the one asking the questions here! Now spill.

Laslow: Fine, fine. You're no fun! I decided to give it to you because...
well... It's a symbol of our everlasting friendship!

Selena: ...

Laslow: Because we've been through so much... I thought it would be nice for
you to have a keepsake like this. It's to remind you that I'll always be here
for you.

Selena: Yeah, yeah, I get it. You want to be by my side forever.

Laslow: Yes. That's right.

Selena: So... everlasting friendship, huh? Did you give something to Odin
too, then? Or... is there something else you'd like to say?

Laslow: Something else? Like what?

Selena: Do you really have to be so thickheaded?

Laslow: I'm sorry! I was just kidding!

Selena: Kidding?!

Laslow: I do have something else to say to you. I love you. And this bracelet
is a token of my love. And to answer your other question, no, I did not give
anything to Odin.

Selena: Go on.

Laslow: Please, Selena... Will you marry me?

Selena: Finally! There it is! Took you long enough.

Laslow: So, um... Do you have an answer for me?

Selena: Oh. Right. I guess it's my turn. I mean, we've known each other so
long... Do I really need to say it?

Laslow: Yes. You do.

Selena: Come on! Don't be cruel. You know how I feel.

Laslow: Haha, so then say it already!

Selena: ... OK. Um... look, Laslow. I really like you. A lot.

Laslow: Mhm... That's a start, though this might be a longer engagement than
I anticipated.

Selena: Ugh, fine. Look, I love you! I love you, Laslow...

Laslow: Splendid! And will you share your life with me?

Selena: Yes! But if you mess this up, I will end you. Understand?

Laslow: Understood. I am yours forever, my love.

Selena: So... you know this means you can't be with anyone else, right?

Laslow: ...
(Laslow leaves)

Selena: Laslow? Oh.

Laslow: Just kidding! Of course I know that! I promise to devote myself to
your happiness from here on out.

Selena: You better! Oh, and I'll do the same.
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A6. Beruka C

Laslow: Hey there, Beruka!

Beruka: Laslow... Why are you here?

Laslow: I was just out for a nice walk around town. Why are you standing in
the shadow of this building? Just killing time? If you've got nothing going
on, there is a nice tea shop I've been meaning to try...

Beruka: Shut up, Laslow. Get out of here.

Laslow: Shut up? That's not nice at all... I just wanted to chat with you-I
bet I can get you to crack a smile!

Beruka: What part of "shut up" didn't make sense?

Laslow: Jeez! Do you really dislike me that much? I'm sure you've got the
wrong idea about me! Let's go have that tea, and I'll prove it!

Beruka: Damn it-she noticed me...

Laslow: Hrm? Who noticed you? Why are you staring intently over there... Oh
hey, that woman looks familiar! Is that who you're looking at?

Beruka: Gah, there she goes... This is your fault.

Laslow: I didn't do anything!

Beruka: She saw you looking, so she ran away. It is absolutely your fault.
Quick, we have to get after her.
(Beruka leaves)

Laslow: We do? Hey, wait up!
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Beruka B

Laslow: There you are, Beruka!

Beruka: Hm? Oh, Laslow...

Laslow:
What was going on the other day between you and that woman you were
following? Why would she run away when she noticed you and me?

Beruka: Because she is an assassin for hire.

Laslow: An assassin?!

Beruka: She's been hired to kill members of royalty. I've been tracking her
for weeks and finally found her... But you scared her off.

Laslow: I... I didn't realize what you were doing. I'm sorry! Hang on-you've
been following her, but what will you do when you catch her?

Beruka: I'll kill her, of course. My job is to protect Lady Camilla. And to
kill her enemies. And I can't do that if you give me away. If that assassin
succeeds, it will be your fault.

Laslow: My fault?! I don't want to be the cause of that!

Beruka: Then stop following me. You are interfering with my work.
(Beruka leaves)

Laslow: Wait, Beruka! Killing royals... This is really bad. Maybe I can help
somehow... I'm sure I've seen Beruka's mystery woman somewhere before. But
where...? No way-could she be...? Of course! Last week, she and I had tea in
the park!
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Beruka A

Beruka: Laslow.

Laslow: Oh, hello, Beruka. What's with that look on your face?

Beruka: I was wrong about you. I did not think you would be able to catch the
assassin I was after.

Laslow: Oh, that? It was nothing, really.

Beruka: It wasn't nothing. She was able to lose me every time I tried to
follow her. And yet, you were able to catch her so easily... What kind of
techniques did you use? Are you secretly an assassin, too?

Laslow: Me, an assassin?! Ha, no way! All I did was remember that I'd had tea
with that woman a while back.

Beruka: You spent an afternoon having tea with an assassin?

Laslow: That's right. I didn't know she was an assassin the first time I
asked her out. Once you told me who she was, I asked her out again. We had a
great time just chatting and enjoying ourselves. Once she had her guard down,
that's when I caught her!

Beruka: I see. And she agreed to tea so easily?

Laslow: Of course! Tea is a great way to get to know someone. All the women
I've had tea with have seemed to enjoy it!

Beruka: All the women? You get tea fairly often, then?

Laslow: Not every day, but often enough! Wow, I wonder if I've had tea with
any other assassins. It's possible...

Beruka: Laslow... I've decided that we should have tea.

Laslow: Excuse me?! Are you asking to go out on a date with me, Beruka?

Beruka: No. I'm asking you to come with me and share information. We will
raise no suspicion if we appear to just be having tea.

Laslow: I... guess I accept? I know I asked you out before, but this isn't
how I imagined it.

Beruka: It will be fine. Let's go right now.

Laslow: R-right now?! OK! Telling me to come instead of go... What a breath
of fresh air from you!
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Beruka S

Laslow: Hi there, Beruka.

Beruka: Laslow. Do you need something?

Laslow: I've enjoyed going on these tea dates with you, Beruka. I'm usually
the one doing the inviting, but it's actually nice to change things up.

Beruka: They are not tea dates, Laslow. We're just sharing information.

Laslow: But... you are enjoying yourself, aren't you? I ask because...
well... I was hoping we could officially make these into dates.

Beruka: I... don't understand.

Laslow: I think I'm in love with you, Beruka. I'd really like for us to be
something more.

Beruka: Why?

Laslow: What do you mean, "why"?

Beruka: There are so many women you could choose from. Why me?

Laslow: You mean... so many women that I've had tea with? Hahah, that's
something of a misunderstanding, really. It's true that I approach a lot of
girls, but honestly... I get harshly rejected more often than not.

Beruka: Hrm. Those women are surprisingly foolish. They must have poor taste
in men.

Laslow: Thank you, Beruka! You're one of few to sympathize with me. And that
is why I think I love you. When I first met you, I thought that you were just
a coldhearted person... But looking at you now, I can see warmth hiding
behind your eyes. It really makes you incredibly appealing to me.

Beruka: Laslow...

Laslow: I know that if we were together, I would love you for the rest of my
life. What do you say?

Beruka: Yes. But on one condition...

Laslow: Yay! You've made me so happy! But... what is the condition?

Beruka: I realized that whenever I've gone out... everyone in the restaurant
is smiling. They all look like they're having such a good time-I've never let
myself have that. I'd like to have that with you. I'd like for us to do all
the... coupley things.

Laslow: Oh, Beruka, of course! We'll go on so many dates that we may run out
of ideas!
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A6. Peri C

Laslow: Ugh... no luck today either...

Peri: Awww... Shot down again, Laslow?

Laslow: Peri...

Peri: You didn't say anything mean to that girl you were with, did you?

Laslow: I don't think so. I was just chatting her up like normal. Honestly,
until she stomped off, I thought I was being pretty smooth. I still haven't
gotten anywhere with a single, solitary girl...

Peri: Really? Maybe you could threaten to kill them if they don't talk to
you! That'd get their attention!

Laslow: P-probably, but... I don't want to be the kind of creep who coerces a
girl into having tea.

Peri: Hmm... I know! I'll have tea with you!

Laslow: Really?

Peri: Yep! You're a cool guy, after all.

Laslow: I am?!

Peri: Teehee, you're beet red! Have you struck out with EVERY girl you try to
talk to?

Laslow: Not so loud! It's embarrassing!

Peri: OK, I'll shush! I don't wanna get on my buddy Laslow's bad side!

Laslow: Peri... is there something I should know? You keep saying how cool I
am and what good friends we are.

Peri: Well, sure! We're partners. Just a couple of pals who work for Lord
Xander!

Laslow: Oh, OK.

Peri: But I like you as a person too. 'Cause you kill loads of people!

Laslow: Wh...what?

Peri: I can tell when someone's killed before. They smell like blood. It's a
nice, relaxing scent! That's why I get along so well with you!

Laslow: Uhhh...?

Peri: Come on-let's go get that tea! We need to hurry back to Lord Xander
afterward.

Laslow: Ow, my arm! Don't tug so hard!
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Peri B

Peri: Oh, hi, Laslow! I had a blast at our tea party the other day!

Laslow: Yeah, it was fun, wasn't it?

Peri: Next time you wanna get tea, make sure to invite me!

Laslow: Definitely. One thing, though. Over tea, you were talking about
killing your servants. Did that really happen?

Peri: Oh, that? Yep! Back home in the mansion, whenever I got mad, THWACK!
There'd be so much blood! It was amazing!

Laslow: P-Peri! That's horrible!

Peri: It is? How come?

Laslow: Those servants took care of you, right? It's wrong to kill people who
haven't done anything to you.

Peri: Huuuuh? What's wrong about it? You kill lots of people!

Laslow: Yeah, but... I had to. If I hadn't killed them, then they'd have
killed me! Your servants weren't trying to murder you, were they?

Peri: You're making this too complicated. Do you always think about hard
stuff like this when you fight?

Laslow: Yeah, I try to. Even my enemies probably have families and friends
who'd mourn their deaths. Have you never thought about the ones who care
about the people you kill? About how sad they must be now that their loved
one is dead?

Peri: Hmm... I dunno... Feels like I wouldn't be too good at fighting if I
thought about all that!

Laslow: But that's... Nah, we can talk about it later. Sorry, but I'm gonna
go for now.
(Laslow leaves)

Peri: Whaaaaat? Why?! Wait up! ... *sniffle* He ditched me! Stupid Laslow!
Were they sad when their loved ones died? I... um...
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Peri A

Peri: Laslow...

Laslow: What is it, Peri?

Peri: That stuff you were saying before? About how it must feel to lose a
family member? I realized I know what that's like.

Laslow: Really?

Peri: Yep. My mommy was killed when I was little.

Laslow: What?!

Peri: I remember finding her lying there, covered in blood, on the floor of
our kitchen. At first I thought someone had spilled a lot of tomato juice.
.. It was one of the servants. He loved my mommy so much, he wanted to keep
her forever for himself.

Laslow: Th-that's awful...!

Peri: They punished that servant, of course. But I was little, and all the
butlers and maids looked the same to me. I felt like the one who killed my
mommy was still there with us in the mansion. So whenever I got upset, I'd
take it out on one of them. THWACK! My daddy knew-he'd watch me do it-but he
never said it was wrong.

Laslow: ...

Peri: When almost all the servants were gone, I decided to leave home. People
told me how good I was at killing in battle, and I started to really like it.
I forgot all about my mommy. But after you mentioned it, I thought about it a
little bit. All that probably happened because I was sad. There were never
any good smells from the kitchen after she died. I never had my mommy's
cooking again...

Laslow: I'm so sorry!

Peri: Eep! Laslow! Why are you hugging me?

Laslow: I had no idea, Peri! I shouldn't have said you wouldn't understand
what it's like to be left behind. It must have been so awful for you! I mean,
it sounds like you tried to block it all.

Peri: Laslow? Are you crying?

Laslow: No, Peri. I think that's you.

Peri: Wow... you're right... Real tears... This is a first...!

Laslow: Cry all you want. It's OK. Your mother lives in you, even now.

Peri: Really? That's great! Speaking of Mommy's cooking, I can make it now!
Is that 'cause she's inside of me?

Laslow: Yes. And the same goes for me. I can dance just the way my mother
did. They passed on the things that were most important to them.

Peri: Neat! We're two of a kind! That must be why we're partners.

Laslow: So as your partner, I have a favor to ask. Can you take a moment
before you kill someone? Remember how you felt when your mother died. Think
about if they deserve that.

Peri: OK... I might not remember all the time, but I'll try to think about
it.

Laslow: Thank you, Peri.

Peri: Hehehe! I feel better after a good cry! You really are my best friend,
Laslow!
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Peri S

Peri: Laslow! Look what I did!

Laslow: What's with the mountain of food?

Peri: I made it all myself! It's a thank-you for listening to my story the
other day. It's my mommy's recipe!

Laslow: Wow, really? Thanks! Well then, pardon me while I dig in!

Peri: Well? Whaddaya think?

Laslow: It's really good! The flavor's not too overpowering... I could eat
this for days. I'd heard you were a good cook, but you could turn pro with
this!

Peri: Teehee! I bet that's bumped up your opinion of me a couple notches!

Laslow: Not really. I thought you were great before, and I still do. I'm not
sure you realize how much I like you, Peri.

Peri: Huh? You mean...?

Laslow: Yeah. You're not just a capable partner; you're a wonderful woman. I
love you, Peri.

Peri: Oh my gosh, really?! That's so weird! I feel the same way about YOU!

Laslow: What would you think about us getting married?

Peri: M-married? To you? Whoa... If I was married, I could be a mommy someday
too!

Laslow: And... I'd be a dad...

Peri: Heeheehee! Your face is all pink! I thought it's the bride who's
supposed to blush!

Laslow: Very funny. I just think we could be really happy together as husband
and wife.

Peri: Yep! Me too! I'd love to marry you! I'm going to feed our kids tons of
yummy food! Just like my mommy used to make! Oh, hmm. Our kids might think
I'm weird if I talk like this, huh?

Laslow: What do you mean?

Peri: I still talk like a little girl. I haven't changed since my mommy died!

Laslow: Oh... You know, I'd love to hear the way you'd sound as an adult
sometime.

Peri: Really? 'Cause I've been practicing! Wanna see? OK, deep breath...
You're important to me, Laslow. I wouldn't want to spend my life with anyone
else.

Laslow: Peri...

Peri: Whoooaaa, that was weird, heehee! How about if I stick to my normal
self?

Laslow: Well, you can't force yourself to change. I thought you sounded good
just now, but I like your regular voice too.

Peri: Awww, you're too kind! Now you're making ME blush.

Laslow: That makes us a matched set, huh?

Peri: See! This is why we're partners!

Laslow: In battle, and in life, right?

Peri: Yep! We're going to be the best mommy and daddy ever!
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A6. Charlotte C

Charlotte: Ah, if it isn't the handsome Laslow.

Laslow: Lovely Charlotte. What can I do for you?

Charlotte: Right at this moment? Well... I don't suppose you're a little
hungry, are you?

Laslow: I could do with something to eat. Training builds up an appetite,
after all.

Charlotte: How fortunate, then! I made a lunch just for you. Would you like
it?

Laslow: You made this for me? How can I say no to a gift from such a pretty
woman?

Charlotte: Here, take it! I hope it fits your tastes.

Laslow: *chomp* *munch* Yum! This is fantastic! Although I shouldn't be
surprised you could make this. A beautiful lady like you must have many
talents.

Charlotte: Beautiful... Oh, stop it, Laslow.

Laslow: Thank you for the lunch. It was absolutely delicious.

Charlotte: I can tell you liked it; you ate every last bit of it!

Laslow: In thanks for that lunch, could I interest you in getting tea right
now? My treat!

Charlotte: Um... awww, I'm sorry, Laslow. I have another engagement right
now.

Laslow: Oh, that's too bad, though not surprising. Let me make it up to you
next time!

Charlotte: ... Yes, next time...

Laslow: All right. Well, thanks for lunch!
(Laslow leaves)

Charlotte: ... That was... much easier than I thought it was going to be. I
didn't even have to try! It actually kind of takes the fun out of it.
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Charlotte B

Laslow: Ah, Charlotte!

Charlotte: L-Laslow?

Laslow: Do you have some time today? I wanted to repay you for lunch the
other day.

Charlotte: ... This is so odd. I should be happy that I'm getting his
attention, but I'm not. Is it because he was convinced right away? He's
almost matching me in compliments. I just can't get excited over this.

Laslow: Um, Charlotte? I can't hear your lovely voice when you whisper like
that.

Charlotte: Oh! Sorry! It wasn't anything important. Don't worry about it!

Laslow: OK! So, shall we go get tea?

Charlotte: I... uh... I don't think now is a good time.

Laslow: Really? Awww. Well, when would be a good time?

Charlotte: How about... whenever you're free next?

Laslow: Oh, I've got lots of free time! In fact, I could just wait now. When
you finish what you've got going on, we can go get tea!

Charlotte: It might be a while. Maybe if you gave me a little time to think
about it...

Laslow: Oh sure, no problem! I know how busy life can be!

Charlotte: Y-yup... Really busy. With stuff.

Laslow: I'm just excited because the shop I found has great tea, and I wanted
to go with you.

Charlotte: Laslow, could you be quiet a moment? I can't think with you
speaking.

Laslow: Of course, sorry! I'm just really excited to be talking with a girl
as beautiful as you. It's so nice and-

Charlotte: By the GODS! Shut your mouth!

Laslow: Wha-?! Charlotte?!

Charlotte: You're so damned insistent! It's like there's no challenge at all!
I don't get the feeling of accomplishment from you that I normally get. This
isn't fun at all!

Laslow: I'm... sorry? I think?

Charlotte: Ah! Er, I mean... P-please excuse me...
(Charlotte leaves)

Laslow: ... Heheh, well that was startling.
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Charlotte A

Laslow: Charlotte! You startled me the last time we spoke.

Charlotte: Oh. Hello, Laslow...

Laslow: I had no idea you weren't actually as fragile as you seemed. It was
shocking!

Charlotte: *sigh* I was hoping you'd forgotten. Ah well, I can't take it back
now.

Laslow: I apologize if I ruined something for you...

Charlotte: You know I'm not the only woman in the world who hides her true
self, right? Anyway, you really threw me for a loop with how you reacted to
my act. I'm used to jumping through several hoops to earn my popularity,
but... Well, you fell for me right away. It was almost too easy. I couldn't
find the motivation to keep trying with you. That's... never happened before.

Laslow: Ahhh, I understand now. It's surprising that you've never had a man
fall over himself for you right away, though.

Charlotte: Listen, don't tell anyone else about my true nature. I don't need
it spread around. If you do, well... It won't be pretty.

Laslow: Hahah, understood! I'll take that as a request, and not a threat. So,
are you free today? Would you like to go get tea, perhaps?

Charlotte: Are you serious? You saw what I'm really like, and still...

Laslow: What's important about that? You're still an attractive woman. That
you were putting on an act before doesn't change my opinion at all.

Charlotte: Heehee. Do you call every woman you meet an attractive woman?

Laslow: Only because I haven't yet met one who isn't!

Charlotte: You've got some confidence, I'll give you that. Fine, tea it is!
You've got no concerns about me? After seeing past my act?

Laslow: None at all. Both sides of you are great!
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Charlotte S

Laslow: Charlotte, have you ever given any thought to marriage?

Charlotte: Of course I have. Ideally, I'd like to marry someone who is really
well off. I'm talking super rich!

Laslow: Really? So someone without a lot of money would be no good?

Charlotte: I wouldn't say it's absolutely no good, but it's definitely better
to have money. If my partner is rich, then my whole family will have an
easier life.

Laslow: Ahhh, that makes sense. You really do care about your family, huh?
That's an admirable trait.

Charlotte: Flattery won't get you anywhere, Laslow.

Laslow: I'm not just trying to flatter you. I like you, Charlotte.

Charlotte: Wha...

Laslow: Charlotte, I want us to be together. You're a really attractive
woman. And now that I've seen your true self, well... I'm even more sure of
how I feel. What do you think of me?

Charlotte: W-well... I think you're a smooth talker...

Laslow: Hahaha, that is true.

Charlotte: But I can tell that you genuinely mean what you say when you're
acting charming. You aren't putting on an act; you're a very kind person.
Honestly... I like you too, Laslow.

Laslow: Even though I'm not super rich? You just said that'd be important...

Charlotte: True, but that's not as important. I know now that we like each
other.

Laslow: Charlotte...

Charlotte: You know though, even if we were together, I'd still want to flirt
with other men. Will you be able to handle that?

Laslow: So long as your heart is mine at the end of the day.

Charlotte: Of course. You can count on that.

Laslow: And you'd be OK if I continue to talk to other women, right?

Charlotte: Under the same conditions? I'd be pretty hypocritical not to
agree.

Laslow: Awesome! So long as we're number one to each other, everything is
perfect.

Charlotte: Perfect! I'm sure that we'll always be able to get along...

Laslow: OK, well then...

Charlotte: Shall we head out, then? There are some people I've been meaning
to talk to.

Laslow: Hah, of course. I don't think you'll find anyone cooler than me,
though!

Charlotte: Same to you. There's no woman better than me in this whole army.

Laslow: I love you, Charlotte.

Charlotte: I love you too, Laslow.
(Laslow leaves)

Charlotte: ...

Laslow: ...
(Laslow leaves)
(Charlotte leaves)

Charlotte: Hey there, handsome men! How are you all doing today?

Laslow: What a collection of lovely ladies. Would any of you like to get some
tea?
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Benny!

A7. Azura C

Azura: Hmm-hmm-hmmm... ?

Benny: Lady Azura? Your singing is so gentle and soothing, but it sounds a
little sad.

Azura: Oh. I didn't realize anyone was listening.

Benny: I'm sorry. I shouldn't have interrupted you.

Azura: Wait, Benny. You don't have to go.

Benny: OK.

Azura: I've been trying to remember a song my mother sang to me when I was
little.

Benny: Oh?

Azura: It was so beautiful, but I can't remember any of the words. Goodness!
I don't know why I'm bothering you with all of this. Please, excuse me.

Benny: You don't have to apologize, milady. I hope you can remember your
special song.

Azura: Thank you, Benny. I hope so too.
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Azura B

Azura: Hello, Benny. I see you over there. Did you want to ask me something?

Benny: Oh. Hi, Lady Azura. Did you remember the words to that song you were
singing?

Azura: No. I'm afraid not. It's locked away in my memory somewhere. I can't
remember a single verse. I just know that I used to love it.

Benny: Aww. That's really sad. It's hard to lose something you enjoyed so
much.

Azura: Yes, truly.

Benny: Do you have any other memories from back then?

Azura: I can picture my mother's face smiling back at me. She always smiled
when she sang. ... Oh, dear. It looks like my melancholy has rubbed off on
you. Benny, you look so blue!

Benny: I'm sorry. Your story made me sad.

Azura: No, please don't apologize. I shouldn't have dumped my worries on you
like this.

Benny: Someone once told me, "Problems are easier when they're shared."

Azura: Thanks. That's sweet of you to say, but I don't think we'll be able to
solve this one.

Benny: Maybe not, but I'd be happy to help you try.

Azura: Thank you, Benny. You have such a kind heart.
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Azura A

Azura: Hello, Benny.

Benny: Was that you singing just now? I heard the sweetest, most heartwarming
tune.

Azura: Yes. I'm so glad you're here. I remembered the song my mother used to
sing to me!

Benny: Really?! You must be so happy. You really love that song, huh?

Azura: I do. It makes me feel close to her.

Benny: It sounded like the most beautiful lullaby. Did someone help you
remember it?

Azura: Yes, actually someone did help me. ... It was you, Benny.

Benny: Huh? But how did I help? I never even heard it before.

Azura: The song is called "Bonds," and the lyrics are about how we're bonded
together. It's our caring hearts that connect us. You helped me remember
that. Once I thought about your kindness to me, the words came back to me as
if by magic.

Benny: ... And I did that?

Azura: Yes, Benny. I have you to thank!

Benny: Oh, wow. Would you mind singing it again-just one more time?

Azura: Certainly, Benny. I'll sing it as often as you like. Now close your
eyes...
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Azura S

Benny: Lady Azura, there's, uh, something I want to say.

Azura: Oh. Well, go on, Benny. What is it?

Benny: Uh... I'm not very good with words.

Azura: That's all right. Just take your time. I understand. I can be shy too.

Benny: Thanks. Uh...

Azura: It's OK, Benny. Whatever it is, you can tell me.

Benny: Uh... I don't know how else to put this, so I'm just gonna spit it
out.

Azura: I am ready anytime.

Benny: Will you... Will you marry me?

Azura: Oh, my.

Benny: I love you. I might not make the smartest husband, but I'll always
take care of you.

Azura: Well, Benny, you sure know how to put a fine point on things, don't
you?

Benny: I'm sorry. You deserve prettier words.

Azura: Please. Don't apologize. Your honesty is one of your best qualities.
It's right up there with your kind heart and your gentle spirit. Benny, you
might be a man of few words, but I love all of them.

Benny: You do?

Azura: Yes! You've helped me to remember a part of myself I thought I'd lost.
I'll never be able to repay you for that, but I'd like to spend my life
trying.

Benny: Does that mean...?

Azura: Yes! My answer is yes!

Benny: Oh, wow. I never expected this. I love you, Azura!

Azura: I love you too, Benny!
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A7. Felicia C

Felicia: ARGH!! Oh, it's just you, Mr. Benny.

Benny: Hi, Felicia.

Felicia: Um... I need to go through there.

Benny: Oh, yes. I see.

Felicia: And I'm carrying tea... Do you think... I could get past you?

Benny: You don't need my permission. Do as you please.

Felicia: Oh! OK! Um, I guess I'll just duck around and be right out of your
hair! Let's see...

Benny: ...

Felicia: Doo da-doo doo-dum. Just be eeeextra careful, Felicia. Slowly...
sloooowly...

Benny: Ah... ah... ACHOO!

Felicia: KYAAAAAAH!
(Dish breaks)

Benny: ... That burns. A lot.

Felicia: AHHHH! No! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to spill that on you! Oh no!
Oh no no no!

Benny: ...

Felicia: I'm so so sorry!

Benny: ...

Felicia: I-I know you're angry! Just a second! I'll find something to dry you
off with! Just please don't kill me! I'm too young to die!
(Felicia leaves)

Benny: Huh. She seemed upset.
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Felicia B

Felicia: ARGHHH!! Oh! It's you again, Mr. Benny!

Benny: Hello, Felicia.

Felicia: Well, now that I've got you here, I've been meaning to apologize to
you... I'm so sorry about spilling all that hot tea on you the other day. I
didn't mean to, I swear! It was an accident.

Benny: It's OK. I'm fine.

Felicia: No, I mean it! I'm so sorry... I wish I wasn't so clumsy.

Benny: ...

Felicia: Um... so, anyway, was there anything else you wanted to say?

Benny: There's no need to be so afraid of me, you know. I don't bite.

Felicia: What?! I'm not af-f-fraid of you at all! I think y-you're very p-
personable.

Benny: ...

Felicia: ... OK. I guess I might be a little-bitty, teensy-tiny bit afraid of
you.

Benny: ...

Felicia: Fine! I'm mortally terrified of you!

Benny: Why?

Felicia: Well... because... I'm not sure. There's not really a good reason.
You just always look so grim. And you're huge! You could squish me like a
bug. And... um... you just seem like you might gobble me up if I upset you!
P-please don't eat me, Mr. Benny! I'm not tasty at all!

Benny: You think... I eat people?

Felicia: You... don't?! I mean... of course you don't! Thank goodness! But
how can I trust you? What if you're just trying to lure me into your people
oven?

Benny: I swear, I've never eaten anyone.

Felicia: Really? You promise?

Benny: Yes, I promise. Not even once.

Felicia: Um... OK, then. I guess I can trust you.

Benny: Well, there was that one time-

Felicia: AAAAIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!
(Felicia leaves)

Benny: Wait! Come back! I was just joking...
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Felicia A

Felicia: Oh! Hello, Mr. Benny!

Benny: Hi, Felicia.

Felicia: Um, you know, I just wanted to say again how sorry I am for my past
behavior. It occurred to me after I ran off the other day that you were
obviously joking. I hope I didn't hurt your feelings...

Benny: Nah. Don't think anything of it.

Felicia: I should have at least talked to you before assuming you were scary
and dangerous. I... I saw something the other day that made me realize how
wrong I was.

Benny: Oh?

Felicia: Yeah! I saw you feeding a bunch of little baby ducks.

Benny: You... saw that?

Felicia: And there's no way someone that kind to animals could be an evil
monster! You must be a very kind person, Mr. Benny. Even if you're scary to
look at.

Benny: Hmph.

Felicia: I'm sorry. Have I been talking too much?

Benny: No, it's OK. I'm not very good at talking, so I'm glad it comes so
easily to you.

Felicia: Then I guess it all works out perfectly! Heehee.

Benny: ...

Felicia: ...

Benny: Felicia... Would you... like to feed the duckies with me?

Felicia: Huh?

Benny: I was thinking about going to feed them again. Would you like to come
with me?

Felicia: Yes, of course! That sounds wonderful!

Benny: Good. Let's go.
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Felicia S

Felicia: Hmm hmm hmm! ?

Benny: Hello, Felicia.

Felicia: Oh! Mr. Benny!

Benny: You seem to be in a good mood.

Felicia: I am! I was just thinking about how much fun we had feeding the
ducklings together.

Benny: Just thinking about it made you that happy?

Felicia: Yes, it's been making me happy ever since! Could you really tell?

Benny: Yes. You were humming. Joyously.

Felicia: I was? Really?

Benny: Heh. You didn't notice?

Felicia: I guess not!

Benny: Well, either way, I'm glad doing that made you so happy.

Felicia: Me too. But... I don't think that's the only reason I'm in a good
mood. I've been spending a lot of time with everyone in camp lately. And it's
made me so happy. It's like we're all becoming one big family!

Benny: Oh? I see.

Felicia: Our family's grown a lot lately, huh? I like it. It's inspiring to
see so many different people all working and living together.

Benny: Family is very important to you, isn't it?

Felicia: It is! I think it's the most important thing there is. And I think
of everyone here as my family, even if we're not related by blood.

Benny: Hm... I've been wondering. Felicia, would you let me be a part of your
real family?

Felicia: Huh?! You mean, like... adopt you?

Benny: N-no. Not exactly. I mean... will you marry me?

Felicia: Whaaat?! A-are you sure that's what you want? I don't know if I
would make a very good wife. I'm so clumsy!

Benny: That doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is how you feel. Not
how you think you should be. I want to be with you, Felicia. I... I love you.
And I think you would make a perfect wife, exactly as you are.

Felicia: Benny... I... I love you too! But this is all happening so fast...

Benny: It's OK. I know this is sudden. I just couldn't hide my feelings any
longer.

Felicia: OK, Benny! I accept!

Benny: You've made me so happy. I just know that we'll build a wonderful life
together.

Felicia: I do too! This is a dream come true.
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A7. Mozu C

Benny: *yawn*

Mozu: Whoa! Look at the size of that bear! That thing's big enough to make a
tasty meal for the whole crew!

Benny: Um... I'm not a bear. Sorry.

Mozu: It talks, too?! Wait, what? Oh, it's just you. Hi, Benny.

Benny: Hi, Mozu.

Mozu: You gotta be more careful, Benny! You can't sit quietly out in the
forest, staring at nothing. Some fool's gonna mistake you for a bear, and
it'll be lights out!

Benny: People hunt bears a lot?

Mozu: They surely do! I myself like a good plate of bear meat. Wild boar's
good eating too, but bear stew is on a whole other level.

Benny: Huh.

Mozu: Mmm-mmm... Oh gosh, I'm sorry. I was getting hungry just looking at
you. Well, see ya!
(Mozu leaves)

Benny: How close was I just now to being boiled into a stew?
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Mozu B

Mozu: Afternoon, Benny!

Benny: Hi, Mozu.

Mozu: I was just heading up into the mountains to go bear hunting.

Benny: Are you making bear stew?

Mozu: Yup! Ever since we had that run-in the other day, I've been craving
some. You wanna come with?

Benny: I'd rather not... I, um. Don't eat bear.

Mozu: Too stringy for you? You don't like the taste?

Benny: No, it's fine.

Mozu: So you DO like it? Then what's the problem?

Benny: Well... don't laugh, but... bears are my friends.

Mozu: Your- Your friends?

Benny: Yeah...

Mozu: Oh, Benny, no. Bears are wild animals. They're there for eating!

Benny: Well... when I was a child... the wild animals were my only playmates.

Mozu: No fooling?

Benny: Honest.

Mozu: You know what? I lost my appetite for bear stew. I don't have the heart
to cook your bear buddies.
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Benny: Sorry. Thanks. But also, sorry...
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Mozu A

Mozu: Benny! Think you could do me a favor?

Benny: What favor?

Mozu: I want to take a trip up to the mountains with you.

Benny: Um... to do what?

Mozu: I want to meet a bear.

Benny: You're still hungry for stew?

Mozu: Gosh, no! Sure, before I would have been. Back when I just thought of
wild critters as food. But I've been thinking about how you get along with
the animals.

Benny: They're really good to me.

Mozu: Yeah! I never thought animals would take to human beings like that. So
I got to wondering if I could make friends with them too.

Benny: Hmm...

Mozu: I wouldn't know where to start on my own. But if you showed me how... I
bet those little critters and me would get along like a house on fire!

Benny: Sure... I'll do what I can.

Mozu: Really?! Thanks, Benny! I gotta admit, this probably doesn't mean I'll
stop hunting. But I think that's another good reason to get to know the
animals better. That way I'll appreciate them even more when I dig in.

Benny: That's a good idea. I'm not a vegetarian either. But I always give
thanks when I eat meat. I know the animals gave their lives to feed me.

Mozu: Haha, I should've guessed you'd come up with it first.

Benny: Anyway... I'm ready to go if you are.

Mozu: Yeah! Thanks, Benny!
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Mozu S

Mozu: *sigh* You know what, Benny? I miss the rice paddies...

Benny: What are those?

Mozu: They were these special fields back in my home village. We were rice
farmers.

Benny: You were?

Mozu: Yep. So many memories of those paddies... The way the light sparkled on
the water, the stalks stretching up toward the sky... The more care you put
into it, the better the rice tasted after the harvest.

Benny: You liked it, huh?

Mozu: Yeah. It's hard work, taking care of the crops, but it was fun too.
Nowadays, though... I don't take care of anything. I spend all day, every
day, fighting our enemies. I wasn't cut out to destroy things. I miss the
time when at the end of the day, I had something to show for my hard work.

Benny: Then we should try to bring the war to an end soon. Once we're at
peace, you'll be free to farm all the rice you want.

Mozu: Yeah! When the war gets me down... thinking of setting up a farm
afterward keeps me going.

Benny: But... farming's hard though, isn't it?

Mozu: Oh, believe it, buster. Even for a rice farmer. You gotta keep the
fields wet, tend to rice, deal with pests... If you got any livestock or
other types of crops, it's work from sunup to sundown.

Benny: Sounds like it would be hard for one woman to do by herself.

Mozu: That's the truth. Back home, everyone in the family would pitch in on
the farm.

Benny: Could I help you?

Mozu: With farming? Sure! If you want to try your hand at it, you're more
than welcome.

Benny: Er...

Mozu: Something wrong?

Benny: I think I'm being too subtle. I'm not very good at this...

Mozu: Good at what? What are you trying to say?

Benny: You said the whole family would help each other farm... That's what I
want with you, Mozu. Not just to help farm, but to be your family.

Mozu: Benny... are you asking to be my husband?

Benny: Y-yeah. That's what I meant.

Mozu: B-but... why? I'm not cute or pretty like the other girls.

Benny: Not to me. I think you're the cutest girl in the world.

Mozu: G-golly! But yeah... you can be my husband, Benny. You're strong as an
ox and gentle as a lamb!

Benny: I'll be whatever you need me to be. I love you, Mozu.

Mozu: Now I really can't wait for the war to be over... I'll have a new farm
to look forward to, and a new family to boot.
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A7. Elise C

Benny: ...

Elise: ...

Benny: ... Lady Elise. Can I help you?

Elise: N-no! That's OK!

Benny: ... OK.

Elise: ...

Benny: Is there some reason you're following me?

Elise: Um, well, I don't know how to say this, buuuuut... People have been
saying that when you get hungry, you'll eat anything around you! Like, even
horses and trees and boulders and stuff! Anything! In just one big gulp!
*haaa-gulp*

Benny: And you're following me because you want to know if it's true?

Elise: Heehee. Well, y'know, just thought I'd check it out.

Benny: *grumble*

Elise: Oh! Your tummy just rumbled! The beast must be awakening! *poke*
*poke*

Benny: *GRUMBLE*

Elise: Wow! B-but there's nothing around here. Except that mountain over
there... *gasp* Are you gonna eat the mountain, Benny?! I'm so excited! This
is gonna be great!

Benny: I hate to disappoint, Lady Elise... but I don't eat mountains. At
least not since... the accident.

Elise: The ACCIDENT?! What accident?! You mean you DID eat mountains before?
What happened? Benny! Benny, wait up! You gotta tell meeeeee!
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Elise B

Elise: Hey, Benny! Eat anything neat today?

Benny: I'm sorry, Lady Elise, but no. In fact, I rarely do.

Elise: Are you sure? That's not what I heard.

Benny: Yes. I'm sure.

Elise: You mean... no rocks? Trees? Surgical implements?

Benny: Not a one. I only eat people food.

Elise: YOU EAT FOOD MADE OF PEOPLE?!

Benny: N-no, Elise. I only eat food that other people eat.

Elise: Oh. That's weird. Nobody else seems to think you do.

Benny: What other rumors have you heard?

Elise: There were a lot. Let's see... They say you once defeated a hundred
thousand men in a mud-wrestling contest! And that you were suckled by black
bears, before your mama bear was tragically killed! OH! And that you once
sneezed a hole into a Faceless's chest!

Benny: ... None of those are true.

Elise: Oh. Well that's a bummer.

Benny: I'm sorry.

Elise: No, no! It's not your fault! I wonder why everyone tells all these
tall tales about you, though.

Benny: I'm not very sociable. And I'm pretty big. So I think everyone's
scared of me.

Elise: Really? When I first saw you, I thought you were cute! Like a big ol'
fuzzy bear!

Benny: Thank you. But not everyone thinks so. I wish I was able to meet
everyone in camp... but it's so hard to talk to people.

Elise: Oh? Then leave it to me! I'll get everyone to stop being scared of
you!

Benny: You can do that?

Elise: Teeheehee! You betcha!
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Elise A

Benny: ... Something's different. Everyone is talking to me today.
Unsettling...

Elise: Ha-ha! Looks like my master plan's bearing fruit!

Benny: Lady Elise? You did this?

Elise: You said you wanted people to stop being scared of you, right? SOOOO,
I started a new rumor about ya!

Benny: A rumor?

Elise: I told them that talking to you would give them good luck!

Benny: Oh. I see. That's not so bad.

Elise: I bet you're gonna be the most popular guy in camp now, huh?

Benny: Probably only for a little while. But it's nice to get a chance to
talk with my comrades, either way.

Elise: Only for a little while? Why do you say that?

Benny: Because... eventually people will realize that they aren't really
having better luck. And once that happens, they'll want nothing to do with me
again.

Elise: What?! No way! Two words with you, and they'll realize you're not
scary at all! And then they'll all wanna be your friends! I promise!

Benny: Heh. If you say so. I cannot thank you enough, Lady Elise.

Elise: Oh, stop. It was nothing! I just hope you make lots and lots of new
friends!

Benny: Me too, Lady Elise.
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Elise S

Benny: Lady Elise.

Elise: Hey, Benny. What is it?

Benny: Would you accept this lucky charm? I made it for you, to thank you for
all your help.

Elise: Oh, wow! Thank you, Benny! Of course I'll accept it!

Benny: I'm glad you like it.

Elise: Wait, this charm-it has something inside it!

Benny: Oh, d-does it? Maybe you should just leave it alone...

Elise: No way! I love mysteries! Now I just gotta pop this part open and-

Benny: No, stop!

Elise: Huh? Why? I thought you gave it to me...

Benny: Opening the charm will... uh... weaken its effects?

Elise: Hmm. I see.

Benny: Yes. Yes, indeed. It will be rendered, uh, inert and stuff.

Elise: Buuuut, I'm gonna open it anyways!

Benny: What?! Why?

Elise: Huh? A note?

Benny: ... ...

Elise: Why's there a note in here?

Benny: ... I wanted to tell you what's in it in person, but I couldn't work
up the courage. So I wrote a note. But then I couldn't give it to you... so I
put it in a charm. But then I lost my nerve, so I didn't want you to open it
once I gave it to you.

Elise: So... can I read it?

Benny: You don't have to. I'll tell you what it says. I... wish to court you,
Lady Elise.

Elise: Y-you do?

Benny: I understand it's a foolish idea... I am not a prince. I am not
handsome or rich. But all the same... would you do me the honor of sharing a
cup of tea with me?

Elise: So... if I hadn't opened the charm, you'd never have told me this?

Benny: ...

Elise: Wow! I sure am glad I opened it then!

Benny: You mean-

Elise: Ya-huh! I feel the same way about you! So! How 'bout that tea?

Benny: Yes, of course. Shall we?
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A7. Camilla C

Camilla: Oh, hello, Benny. How fortunate to have run into you like this.

Benny: Good day, Lady Camilla. Is there something I can help you with?

Camilla: Indeed. There have been reports of a bear wandering around the
nearby forest. Would you be a doll and take care of it for me?

Benny: Take care of it? I'm not sure what you mean.

Camilla: Well, I'm sure it'll probably just keep to itself out in the woods,
but... It's better to be safe than sorry. I don't want to know any of the
details, of course.

Benny: I see.

Camilla: Benny, what's the problem? Surely you agree we can't have a wild
bear traipsing about! And I'm certain a brave and decorated soldier like
yourself has nothing to fear...

Benny: Your wish is my command. Leave the bear to me...

Camilla: Splendid. I knew you'd come through for us.

Benny: Hmm...
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Camilla B

Camilla: Hello, Benny. How goes the bear hunt?

Benny: The situation is resolved, Lady Camilla.

Camilla: I knew we could count on you. Tell me, was any of the meat fit for
consumption? Some consider it a delicacy.

Benny: Oh, about that. I didn't kill the bear.

Camilla: Excuse me? Why the devil not? You agreed to take care of it!

Benny: That's just it. I have taken care of it.

Camilla: And how do you know that? What have you actually done?

Benny: I... persuaded the bear to move on.

Camilla: Bwahaha! And how does one persuade a bear, exactly?

Benny: Easy. With food! The bear was starving and weak. I lured it to an
adjacent valley with lots of berries and a stream packed with fish. He'll be
quite happy there, I'm sure.

Camilla: I'm not sure about your plan. How can you be sure the bear won't
return?

Benny: When I was young, the only friends I had were the creatures in the
forest. I learned a great deal about their behaviors. This bear will not
cause us any trouble.

Camilla: Fair enough. I'll let everyone know that they have nothing to fear,
thanks to you.

Benny: Thank you.

Camilla: Yes... a man so powerful he needn't kill a bear, but rather TAME it!
This makes for a wonderfully heroic tale, Benny. Oh, yes...

Benny: If you say so.
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Camilla A

Benny: Lady Camilla, do you have a moment?

Camilla: Hello, Benny. What's the matter?

Benny: I'll have you know that I have never punched a bear in the face.

Camilla: Excuse me? What are you talking about?

Benny: I've heard people talking. They're saying that's how I took care of
the bear.

Camilla: Oh ho! So the story has taken on a life of its own. I think it's a
fair bit more interesting than the truth. Don't you agree?

Benny: But... a man who would punch a bear in the face...

Camilla: ... is so fearsome that his mere appearance would drive enemies from
the battlefield!

Benny: Well, that would be useful. But unlikely, I fear. What seems to be
happening instead is that my own allies are terrified of me.

Camilla: Aw, you poor lonely thing.

Benny: I've been trying to clear things up, but I'm not a great speaker...
And people keep running away from me.

Camilla: Just like the bear, right? Hah!

Benny: I'd like to think that the bear thought of me as a friend.

Camilla: All right, Benny. Sorry for joking around. I'll help clear things
up.

Benny: Really?

Camilla: Of course. We can't have one of our strongest warriors fret over
such frivolities.

Benny: Thank you, Lady Camilla.

Camilla: Punching a bear in the face... You know, if anyone could pull that
off, it'd be you.

Benny: If it's all right with you, I'd rather not find out.
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Camilla S

Benny: Lady Camilla.

Camilla: Hello, Benny. Can I help you?

Benny: I'm not good at talking with people...

Camilla: You don't say? I hadn't noticed.

Benny: Is that sarcasm? That wasn't rhetorical; I genuinely can't tell.
Actually, it doesn't matter. I have something I need to tell you, Lady
Camilla.

Camilla: And what's that?

Benny: Perhaps I should just let my actions speak for me. Will you accept
this?

Camilla: A ring?

Benny: Yes. This is how I feel about you.

Camilla: I don't get it.

Benny: Really?

Camilla: No, not really! But you need to look me in the eyes and tell me how
you feel, Benny!

Benny: But, Lady Camilla...

Camilla: But nothing! You don't need to be the most eloquent speaker in the
world. But I would like to hear you express your feelings for me with real
words. After all, I suspect this is a moment that I'd like to treasure for
the rest of my life.

Benny: Very well. I love you, Lady Camilla. Will... will you marry me?

Camilla: Well, well, well. You were able to get the words out just fine.

Benny: Yes. I wasn't sure that I could, but then... I imagined that you were
a bear.

Camilla: What?!

Benny: Uh... a bear. I pictured you as a bear. To assist in my marriage
proposal. The concept seems straightforward...

Camilla: Oh, Benny.

Benny: Sorry.

Camilla: No, don't apologize. That's just who you are. And I've come to
realize I love that person.

Benny: Um...

Camilla: So, I will happily accept your ring.

Benny: Really?!

Camilla: Yes. I've fallen for your gentle, awkward ways. Is that so strange?

Benny: Um...

Camilla: Let's build a future together, Benny!

Benny: Well, that went better than I expected. Perhaps I should speak up more
often...

Camilla: Let's not go that far, dear.
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A7. Effie C

Effie: Grrrr! Huuaaaagh!

Benny: Uh... what are you doing?

Effie: Isn't it obvious? I'm lifting rocks.

Benny: Right. I guess I was just wondering why.

Effie: Um, it's called strength training. I'd think that you of all people
would understand!

Benny: Well, you sure are dedicated. But... you're already pretty strong.
This seems like a lot of work, and I can't imagine you getting any
stronger...

Effie: Are you kidding me? I have SO much further to go! Hurrrrrrrrgh!

Benny: Er, look. You're struggling. Let me just help you a little bit...

Effie: No! I... well... OK. Whew.

Benny: Looks like you maxed out. It's good to push yourself, but we need you
healthy. So just make sure you don't overdo it, OK?

Effie: How can you say that? Overdoing it is the secret to my success! Are
you telling me that you never push yourself BEYOND your limits?

Benny: Well, technically, no.

Effie: Well, thanks anyway, I guess. I'll see you on the battlefield.

Benny: Sure.
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Effie B

Benny: Hmm...

Effie: Benny? What's the matter?

Benny: Effie... I've been thinking. You should sit out the next battle.

Effie: What? Are you mad? I live for battle! I thought you knew me better
than this.

Benny: That's just it. I think the battles are consuming you. It's almost
like you have no fear of death.

Effie: And?

Benny: "And?" That's all you have to say? You're making my point for me. You
need to think about how your death would affect everyone else.

Effie: I'm sorry, but my life will always come second to those I protect.

Benny: You mean Elise.

Effie: Yes, Elise, but everyone else too! Even you, Benny. I can only be at
peace when I know my friends are safe. If someone were hurt, and I hadn't
done everything in my power to stop it... I couldn't live with myself.

Benny: I understand. It's just...

Effie: What? I've seen you take way more than your fair share of risk on the
battlefield too! What would happen if you died? Don't you think about that?

Benny: I try not to.

Effie: We're not that different, Benny. We put others before ourselves. But
we're also both very good at what we do. We're not going down without a
fight!

Benny: You're right. I apologize.

Effie: It's OK. You were just trying to protect me. I get it!

Benny: I... I suppose. Please, forget I said anything.
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Effie A

Benny: Effie... do you have a moment?

Effie: Of course, Benny. What's on your mind?

Benny: I have something for you. A mere trinket, but perhaps it may aid you
in battle.

Effie: Oh... it's like a little charm! Did... did you make this, Benny?

Benny: Yes...

Effie: Well, it's lovely. And you say it may aid me in battle. How...
exactly?

Benny: Well... let me put it this way. It would reassure me if you would wear
it. The charm itself possesses no power. It's more of a reminder to stay
safe.

Effie: I see. Benny, don't you remember our last conversation?

Benny: Yes, of course. We're both sworn to protect others.

Effie: Right. And that means...

Benny: That we are almost always in harm's way. Yes, of course, Effie. I
understand. It's just that... I feel we've become close, and I couldn't bear
to watch you die.

Effie: I feel the same way, Benny. But... perhaps there's something we can do
about it.

Benny: What do you suggest?

Effie: Exercise, of course! We can become sparring partners! We're probably
the two strongest warriors around... Working together, we'd be practically
unstoppable!

Benny: Heh. I should have known. All right, Effie, we can train together. But
you should be aware... I'm not known for pulling punches.

Effie: Pfft. You'll be lucky to pull your own weight when I'm through with
you. EN GARDE!

Benny: Oof! Heh. That was a good one, Effie. Now, take off the kid gloves and
let us dance! HYAAAAAH!

Effie: Teehee! This is fun!
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Effie S

Benny: Ah, Effie. There you are.

Effie: Hey, Benny! Ready to run some laps?

Benny: Er, no. Will you marry me?

Effie: Sorry, what was that? It almost sounded like you asked me to marry
you...

Benny: Er... yes. That's exactly what I just did. I just noticed that you're
holding an axe, and rather tightly, I might add.

Effie: BENNY!

Benny: So, er, is that a yes?

Effie: You can't just blurt a marriage proposal out like that!

Benny: Why not?

Effie: Grr!

Benny: You, uh, just cracked the handle of that axe. Might want to send it
for repair-

Effie: Benny. Are you being serious right now? Because if this is a joke...

Benny: Oh, I'm quite serious! I even have a ring.

Effie: That's... actually beautiful. Here, let me just try it on... Oh, it
might be a size or two too small. Maybe if I twist it just a little bit...
RRRRGH!

Benny: Effie! Stop! Fingers aren't supposed to bend like that!

Effie: *sigh* Fine. That would have worked if you hadn't stopped me.
Anyway... yes.

Benny: Yes... you'll marry me? Oh, that's a relief.

Effie: There's just one condition. And it's kind of weird, so get ready.

Benny: I'm listening.

Effie: I want you to hug me as hard as you can. And in return, I will hug you
back.

Benny: That's it? Whew, I thought it was going to be something horri-

Effie: IF YOU SURVIVE, we can get married. We got a deal?

Benny: Yes. I can take it. Just give me one moment to gird my loins...

Effie: YAAAAAH!

Benny: HRRRRGH!

Effie: Oh, Benny! You're alive! I'm so happy!

Benny: Am... am I alive? *huff* *huff* Yes, yes, I suppose the pain is a good
sign...

Effie: I've always wanted someone to hug with all my might... I'm so happy!

Benny: Me... too. *cough* *cough* Really, me too. I love you, Effie.
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A7. Nyx C

Benny: ...

Nyx: You've been staring at me for a while. Do I fascinate you that much?

Benny: ... You're so young.

Nyx: In a sense. In form, at least, I am a young girl.

Benny: ...

Nyx: Was that all you came for? To inform me that I'm young?

Benny: Um. D-do you want some candy?

Nyx: *sigh* Despite what I might look like, on the inside I'm as much an
adult as you.

Benny: Oh...

Nyx: Yes. "Oh."

Benny: S-so you'd rather have a pastry?

Nyx: ...

Benny: ... They're really good pastries.

Nyx: Very well. Pass them here.
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Nyx B

Benny: ...

Nyx: What is it this time, Benny?

Benny: I-I just wanted to offer my help. In case you needed any... you can
ask me.

Nyx: Thank you. But if I may ask, what brought this on?

Benny: You're so little. There must be a lot of things that are hard for you.
Like... what if you wanted to reach a high shelf or something?

Nyx: In such cases, I prepare a stand or stool beforehand.

Benny: ... Oh. Makes sense.

Nyx: Benny, I understand that you're only trying to help. But I've lived like
this for quite a number of years by now. I have my ways of handling what
needs to be handled. Just like any adult.

Benny: ... This curse... you can't reverse it?

Nyx: I'm not sure. But I've searched for a cure to it for a very long time,
with no success.

Benny: Hmm...

Nyx: There's just no helping me, I'm afraid. This curse is a punishment I
must bear.

Benny: If it's a punishment... then you did something wrong to deserve it.
You committed a crime, didn't you?

Nyx: Yes... I did.

Benny: And for that, you're frozen at this age... for the rest of your life.
You did something that bad...?

Nyx: So it would seem.

Benny: Hmm.

Nyx: ...

Benny: Y-you'll still tell me if I can help, right?

Nyx: ... Yes. Thank you.
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Nyx A

Benny: Nyx... do you need anything?

Nyx: Hmhmhm. You're very generous, Benny.

Benny: ...

Nyx: But no, I'm fine. Even as I am, I can do most of the things adults can.
So I'd prefer it if you treated me as you would any other adult.

Benny: OK. But... there are some things even adults have trouble with. So...
don't be shy. You can tell me if you need help.

Nyx: True enough. Well, if you're offering, could you help me clean my
quarters? On my own, I can't dust the top of the bookshelf.

Benny: I'll do it. Was there anything else?

Nyx: That's more than enough, thank you.

Benny: OK. You can call me anytime you need. I don't mind. I want to make
myself useful. Not because you're a kid, but... because we're allies, and
that's what allies are there for.

Nyx: An interesting perspective.

Benny: Whether you're an adult or a kid, a criminal or a nice lady... You're
my ally. And allies are supposed to help each other.

Nyx: ... I appreciate that, Benny.
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Nyx S

Nyx: ...

Benny: Nyx...? What's that you're doing?

Nyx: Mm...? Oh, hello, Benny. I was deep inside a divination trance.

Benny: What were you trying to find out?

Nyx: Anything I can about my frozen youth.

Benny: ...

Nyx: It's been a long time since I delved into the nature of this curse...
And the result was nothing more than I've always found. It seems I'm truly
stuck like this.

Benny: Hmm...

Nyx: ...

Benny: If it never worked before... what made you decide to try again?

Nyx: I met you, Benny.

Benny: Huh? What do you mean?

Nyx: It's not important. I just... held out some hope.

Benny: Hope of what...?

Nyx: For most of my life, I've been trapped in this body much too young for
my soul. It vexed me at first, but in time, I accepted what I had become.

Benny: ...

Nyx: But... if this curse could just be lifted and I could have the body I
ought to... everything would be different. I could be happy... I might even
get married. Start a family.

Benny: ...

Nyx: I'm sorry. It's wishful thinking, I know.

Benny: I-I think you can be happy just the way you are now...

Nyx: Stop, please... I'm not in the mood for it. Pleasant-sounding lies won't
make me feel better.

Benny: It's not a lie. Nyx... Will you marry me?

Nyx: ...

Benny: I love you, you know... More than anyone.

Nyx: You understand that I'm stuck like this for as long as I live, yes?

Benny: I don't care. The punishment or curse or whatever you want to call
it... I accept everything about you...

Nyx: Everything...?

Benny: So marry me... please...

Nyx: ... I accept as well, Benny. You and I should be together forever.
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A7. Selena C

Selena: Hey, Benny! Come see!

Benny: What's wrong? Is there some emergency?

Selena: I heard all about that stunt of yours!

Benny: Stunt...?

Selena: They say you stopped a wild bull in its tracks with just one hand.
And you know what I say to that? Child's play. It's such an easy task that
I'm almost falling asleep thinking about it. And I'll prove it to you! I
brought a wild bull to demonstrate. He's just over there. So let's do this!

Benny: A wild bull...?

Selena: Yeah! He's an ornery one, too! But that won't keep me from stopping
his charge with one hand. You'll see!

Benny: This seems dangerous... Please don't do it. Besides, I don't remember
doing anything like what you're talking about...

Selena: I'll be fine! Don't worry about it! Just keep watching me so you can
tell people how great I was!

Benny: A-all right...
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Selena B

Selena: I don't believe it! What happened?! Where did I go wrong?!

Benny: I told you it was a bad idea...

Selena: If I couldn't stop that charging bull with one hand, no one could!
You were obviously fibbing when you told people you did it!

Benny: I didn't lie to anyone.

Selena: So, what then? Everyone who told me about your stunt was lying?

Benny: I wouldn't call it a lie. More like a big misunderstanding. I've never
stopped a charging bull with one hand... or even with two...

Selena: Whaaaaaat?!

Benny: What I actually did was hold down a cow while a farmer helped deliver
a calf.

Selena: Wh...what?! That's not heroic at all! Not even a little bit
legendary!

Benny: The story got bigger in the telling, I guess.

Selena: I don't believe this! You're saying I put my life on the line over a
tall tale?!

Benny: You could say that. Yeah.

Selena: One wrong move and I could have been trampled! Or gored! Or who knows
what!

Benny: S-sorry...

Selena: Why are you apologizing?! It's not YOUR fault! Besides... you saved
me from the bull.

Benny: It was pretty close. You, um, almost had it though?

Selena: I wasn't even close. But nice try.

Benny: Just trying to help...
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Selena A

Selena: Hey, Benny! You'd better thank me!

Benny: OK... thanks.

Selena: Not YET, numskull! I haven't told you what you should thank me for!

Benny: That's true. Why should I thank you?

Selena: I put a stop to that tall tale going around.

Benny: The one about me and the wild bull?

Selena: What other one is there?! So now everyone knows you never stopped any
charging bull. With any number of hands.

Benny: Oh. You're right... I should thank you for that.

Selena: Let me tell you, it wasn't easy. For some stupid reason, everyone was
absolutely convinced you'd done it. It wouldn't shock me if there are STILL
people who believe the story and not me.

Benny: I'm sorry you had to go to all that trouble just for me.

Selena: Whoa, whoa, whoa! I never said I did it for you!

Benny: Didn't you...?

Selena: People talking up your fake legends makes it harder for my REAL
legend to spread. So really, I didn't have a choice. I had to make it crystal
clear to everyone that you never did anything cool.

Benny: Um...

Selena: Don't get the wrong idea... I wasn't thanking you for saving me from
the bull. This just had to be cleared up.

Benny: Heh... OK.

Selena: What was that laugh about?! I demand answers!

Benny: I was just thinking you were sweet.

Selena: Of course I am! Nobody's sweeter than me! NOBODY! But make no
mistake-I'm not sweet to just anyone! You're not going anywhere until you
understand that, OK?!

Benny: OK. I get it...
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Selena S

Benny: Hmm. Selena... you're pretty weird.

Selena: Where do you get off calling me "weird" out of the blue?! Talk about
rude! I challenge you to name one weird thing about me! Go on-try it!

Benny: Well, um. You're selfish and brash. That's two. You're harsh to
people. That's three... And you're arrogant-four...

Selena: None of that is "weird." You're just being insulting! Why, I oughtta-

Benny: But behind it all, you're really sweet. That's the weirdest thing.

Selena: ... Am I?

Benny: Yeah. You're sweet.

Selena: Hmph. I get a good head of steam going, and then you spring that on
me. What's a girl to say?

Benny: It's that sweetness that, um... attracts me...

Selena: Huh? Speak up, Benny! Gods, it's like pulling teeth, getting you to
say anything.

Benny: OK. *ahem* Selena... will you marry me?

Selena: What?! That's what you were mumbling about? You want me to marry you?
Not five minutes ago, you were telling me how rude and arrogant and brash I
was!

Benny: S-sorry... I guess that's a no.

Selena: I never said that! Don't put words in my mouth! You caught me off
guard, that's all. I need time to vent before I give you an answer!

Benny: That's true. It's OK if you want to wait until some other day to
answer...

Selena: I didn't say I needed THAT long! You and your assumptions! Geez!

Benny: You're sure...? If you need more time, I don't-

Selena: If I say I'm sure, then I'm sure! Why does no one listen to me?! I
know how I feel without having to think about it! It's completely obvious!

Benny: I'm confused now.

Selena: UGGGH! Pay attention, Benny! I'm telling you I like you too!

Benny: ... Were you? That's not what I was getting out of that...

Selena: Now you're telling me I'm lying?! About MY OWN FEELINGS for you?!

Benny: No! I-I just thought... you wouldn't feel that way about me...

Selena: Boy, were YOU wrong! I love you! Probably WAY more than you love me!
I can't BELIEVE I even have to say this!

Benny: Heh...

Selena: I hope you're up to the job of loving me. It's a big deal! Not
everyone can do it!

Benny: Leave it to me... I think I can make you happy.

Selena: Good. I'm not asking a lot, you know! Just a little happiness with
you...
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A7. Beruka C

Benny: ...Hi.

Beruka: ...

Benny: Hi...?

Beruka: Do you need something?

Benny: No... not really. I noticed you're not very talkative.

Beruka: No. I speak when spoken to. Otherwise, I stay silent.

Benny: OK.

Beruka: Besides, I could say the same about you.

Benny: There's a difference, though. I want to talk. I'm just no good at it.

Beruka: I see. You have the desire, but lack the ability.

Benny: Right.

Beruka: That's never been my problem.

Benny: No.

Beruka: Stimulating as this is, I'm leaving now.

Benny: Next time...

Beruka: What?

Benny: Next time, I'll think of something for us to talk about.

Beruka: ...If that's what you want.
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Beruka B

Benny: You're so... blank, Beruka.

Beruka: ... This is it? This is the conversation topic you said you'd think
of?

Benny: A nonstarter, huh?

Beruka: *shrug* I don't care what we talk about.

Benny: You'd think that would make it easy to talk to you. And yet...

Beruka: ...So I'm hard to read. What of it?

Benny: I didn't mean anything by it. Just a thing I realized.

Beruka: Noted. ...Was there anything else, or is that it?

Benny: Um...

Beruka: Benny. You clearly don't have anything to talk about. So why do you
want to talk to me?

Benny: No reason...

Beruka: You want to talk to me for no reason?

Benny: Is that strange?

Beruka: You'd have to ask someone else. I'm not a good barometer of
"strange."

Benny: We're allies. Is that an OK reason?

Beruka: Is that what you're going with? You want to talk... because we're
allies?

Benny: Yeah... yeah, let's go with that.

Beruka: Then you're a fool. I won't hesitate to kill anyone at all if that's
the assignment given to me. Even my "allies." It's a waste of my time
chatting with someone I might someday have to kill.

Benny: OK. So... I'll just be going now...
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Beruka A

Benny: Beruka, are you okay?

Beruka: Leave me. You're a distraction.

Benny: A distraction from what?

Beruka: You just... talk to me all the time. For no reason. You said it
yourself.

Benny: Uh... Are you feeling OK?

Beruka: Weren't you listening to me? I'm not good at the "feeling" thing. So
leave me be.

Benny: Not good at it, huh? It sounds more like you're just not used to it.

Beruka: Huh?

Benny: You need practice. Don't worry, though. I'm strong.

Beruka: So?

Benny: I'm not trying to brag. What I mean is... even if you had an
assignment to kill me, I wouldn't go down so easy.

Beruka: ...

Benny: Are you OK? Say something...

Beruka: ... I'm fine. Nothing wrong worth mentioning.

Benny: Good. That's good.

Beruka: Heh. I need to get used to it, huh? Maybe so... This isn't the life I
used to live, after all.

Benny: So... do you want to keep talking about nothing with me? For no
reason?

Beruka: Sure, Benny.
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Beruka S

Beruka: ...

Benny: ...

Beruka: ...

Benny: ...

Beruka: ...

Benny: Oh. There goes the bird.

Beruka: Yeah. So long, bird.

Benny: ...

Beruka: ...

Benny: Beruka, will you marry me?

Beruka: ...

Benny: I love you, you know...

Beruka: Hmm. I've never loved anyone.

Benny: Really?

Beruka: It's true. But when I'm with you, I'm not as tense as I always am.
You make me feel safe to relax.

Benny: That's me with you too.

Beruka: We don't even have to talk. I'm happy just to sit quietly next to
you.

Benny: Yeah... that's me too. Again.

Beruka: When I'm not with you and I think about you, my pulse runs faster.

Benny: Same...

Beruka: ...I guess all of that is what it's like to love someone.

Benny: Yeah...

Beruka: I love you, Benny. And let me guess... "It's the same for me."

Benny: It's true, though.

Beruka: ...

Benny: ...

Beruka: The answer is yes. I'll marry you.

Benny: OK.

Beruka: Loving someone, having them love me back... It'll take some getting
used to. But I'm happier right now that I can ever remember being.

Benny: Yep. It's the same for me.

Beruka: You're a good man, Benny.
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A7. Peri C

Peri: *sniffle* *sob*

Benny: Peri? Why are you crying?

Peri: *sob* 'Cause I'm sad...

Benny: About what?

Peri: I'm hungry...

Benny: Oh. I have some rations if you-

Peri: I want candy! But I ate all I had already.

Benny: That's too bad.

Peri: So you'll get me some more, right?

Benny: M-me?!

Peri: If I don't get more candy right now, someone's gonna die! Like that
guy, over there!

Benny: Y-you'd kill someone?! Over some candy?

Peri: I've got a... what do you call 'em... sweet fang!

Benny: I-I think the phrase is "sweet tooth"... Just calm down. I'll fetch
some candy.

Peri: Hooray! I'll just be right here, sharpening my blade, until I get some.
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Peri B

Benny: Peri... I brought you the candy you wanted.

Peri: Really? You did that just for me? Waaaaaaaaaah! *sob* *sniff*

Benny: Wh-what is it now?

Peri: You brought me candy because I asked... I'm moved to tears!
Waaaaaaaaah! Th-*sniff*- thank you, Benny.

Benny: Oh. I didn't realize it was that meaningful.

Peri: Huh? Wait... is this chocolate?

Benny: Yeah. I thought you'd like some.

Peri: I wanted sour candies!

Benny: But... but you said... Weren't you talking about a sweet tooth?

Peri: That was then! NOW I want sour stuff!

Benny: ...

Peri: Eep! Are you angry, Benny? I'm sorry...

Benny: I'm not mad.

Peri: Yes you are! I can see it in your face!

Benny: That's my normal face. I just look like this.

Peri: Huh. Heehee! Really? That's so sad! Poor Benny... hahahaha!

Benny: ...

Peri: I guess I'll accept your candy. But only out of pity for your looks.
Thanks for trying, Benny!

Benny: Geez...
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Peri A

Peri: Benny!

Benny: Peri...

Peri: Here you go!

Benny: What's this? Cookies...?

Peri: Yeah! I baked them myself!

Benny: They're handmade?

Peri: Heehee! Yep! Are you impressed yet? Come on! Eat one! Eat one!

Benny: ...

Peri: What? Why won't you try one?

Benny: It's just... um... they're safe to eat, right?

Peri: What kind of question is that?! *sob* Waaaaaaaaaaaaah! I didn't poison
them!

Benny: I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

Peri: They were a thank-you present! You don't stick poison in thank-you
cookies! You meanie!

Benny: I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have doubted you.

Peri: *sniffle* So... you'll have one?

Benny: Sure. It was nice of you to bake them. *munch* *crunch* Mmmm...

Peri: Heehee! I knew you'd like them! I put my heart into making them for
you!

Benny: I'm sorry. I really shouldn't have assumed they'd be poisoned.

Peri: I do love murder, but I'd never kill you, Benny! You're too nice to me!
That's why I like you!

Benny: Um, thanks. For liking me too much to murder.

Peri: Now you have to promise me you won't go and do something silly like
die, OK? The penalty for breaking the promise is death!

Benny: Hmm... I'm not sure I follow. But I get what you mean. I'll try real
hard not to die.

Peri: Great! I'll hold you to that!
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Peri S

Peri: Hey, Benny! Wait up! How come you're always so nice to me?

Benny: I was raised to be nice to girls.

Peri: That's a terrible reason!

Benny: Wh-why's that?

Peri: If that's all it is, then you'll be nice to anyone as long as they're a
girl!

Benny: I guess that's true.

Peri: I wanna be special! You should only be nice to meeeee!

Benny: It's too late for that. I'm sorry...

Peri: Waaaaaaaaaaaaah! You meanie! Fine! Whatever! I'll just cut down all the
other girls you're nice to!

Benny: Um...

Peri: I'll do it, too! Not even kidding! Give a girl directions? STAB! Say
her dress looks nice? THWACK! Bake another girl cookies, and I'll split her
head wide open!

Benny: You won't have to. Because you're a very special person to me.

Peri: I am?

Benny: Yeah.

Peri: Like how? Talk more about how special I am!

Benny: Do I have to?

Peri: I-if you don't... I'll cry...

Benny: OK, OK! Anything but that. Basically... I... I love you.

Peri: Waaaaaaaaaaah!

Benny: W-wait! I did what you wanted! Why are you crying?

Peri: No, you don't understand. I'm happy. These are tears of joy. *sob* I
love you too...

Benny: Really? You feel the same way? In that case... Peri, will you marry
me?

Peri: *cry* *sob* Yes... I will, Benny! And you'll always love me, right?
Pinky swear?

Benny: Pinky swear. Always.

Peri: Hooray!
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A7. Charlotte C

Benny: Hey, Charlotte.

Charlotte: Did someone say my name? Who could it... Oh.

Benny: Heh... It's me...

Charlotte: You should announce yourself first, Benny. That was a cute act and
sweet smile I'll never get back.

Benny: Heheh... You can switch attitudes as fast as ever, I see.

Charlotte: Of course. I've been doing it my whole life; it'd be pretty sad if
I wasn't good at it. I have to be ready at any moment to put on the helpless-
lady act. So stupid. Men have this idiotic dream girl in their minds, but if
I don't play the part...

Benny: If everyone knew your real personality, they'd be really surprised.

Charlotte: Don't even joke about that, Benny. In fact-just so we're clear-if
you tell everyone that I'm acting most of the time... Well, they may never
find all of you.

Benny: Relax... I don't plan on it.

Charlotte: Good. As long as they think I'm cute and need help, they'll offer
me all kinds of things. Yikes, here come some folks. It's a pain, but I've
got no choice! Teehee! Why hello there, everyone! How are you doing?
(Charlotte leaves)

Benny: Heh... She could teach them a thing or two about fighting, if she
wanted...
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Charlotte B

Charlotte: Oh, Benny! Darling!

Benny: Darling?

Charlotte: Have you seen anyone else around? Anyone within earshot, perhaps?

Benny: Oh. Of course. Nope. No one else but me.

Charlotte: Are you absolutely certain? I'd hate for there to be someone
hiding nearby...

Benny: Relax... No one's here.

Charlotte: ... Pheeeew! Gods, I'm exhausted!

Benny: Heh...

Charlotte: I can't believe how many men actually believe this frail act is
legit. No one in this country is even remotely like this. Maybe that's why it
works...

Benny: If it's that tiring, why not drop the act and be yourself for a
change?

Charlotte: As if it's that easy! Don't you understand, Benny? They all expect
me to act this way. If I don't, I'll never be able to get ahead.

Benny: Hmpf...

Charlotte: If the kind of woman I actually am was at all appealing, I
wouldn't act! But that just isn't the case.

Benny: I see... That's rough...

Charlotte: It's a refreshing break to break loose in front of you, I will
admit.

Benny: I actually wanted to ask... Why don't you put on your act around me?

Charlotte: Well, we have known each other for quite some time now... And
you've never seemed the type to judge anyone harshly. It's just easier to be
myself around you. Almost comforting, really. You're like a big, soothing...
rock. Or something.

Benny: I suppose that's a good thing.

Charlotte: OK, that's enough rest for me. Time to go play nice again!

Benny: OK... Don't push yourself too hard.

Charlotte: Of course! Now, off I go!
(Charlotte leaves)

Benny: Hah...
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Charlotte A

Charlotte: ...

Benny: Charlotte... Is something wrong?

Charlotte: I... think I'm jealous of you, Benny.

Benny: What do you mean?

Charlotte: You always get to act like yourself. It doesn't matter if people
are around. You don't put on an act-you just... are.

Benny: That is true... But a lot of people are afraid of me. More people
might not be afraid of me if I acted like a totally harmless person.

Charlotte: Ahaha. I suppose you have a point there.

Benny: I think you were actually the first person who wasn't afraid to talk
to me.

Charlotte: That's because I could tell what kind of person you really were!
Cowardly, but kind. A gentle giant.

Benny: Heh...

Charlotte: I think I'm a little tired of putting on this helpless-damsel act.

Benny: Why not just be yourself, then?

Charlotte: Easier said than done, Benny. Much, much easier.

Benny: You're already an attractive woman. You don't need the act.

Charlotte: Now you're just saying things to make me feel better...

Benny: I'm not, but it doesn't matter. No matter how you behave, I'll always
treat you the same way.

Charlotte: ... Thank you. I feel a bit better hearing that.

Benny: Well, good then.

Charlotte: Changing how I live my life now would be a real pain, so I'll keep
up the act. Men are kinder and more attentive to me that way, anyway!

Benny: Hah, if you say so.

Charlotte: But... make time for me if I get worn down again, all right?

Benny: Of course. I'll always make time for you.

Charlotte: Thank you, Benny. You're a real sweetheart.

Benny: Don't worry about it. We're both helping each other...
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Charlotte S

Benny: Hello, Charlotte. You wanted to talk?

Charlotte: I wonder if I'm dreaming unrealistically. I have this mental image
of riches and fame and everything... And it makes regular men unsatisfying to
pursue.

Benny: Heh... That seems tough...

Charlotte: And then I realized something, and it made me more than a little
worried...

Benny: What was it?

Charlotte: Even if I do find a good partner who meets all my standards...
I'll constantly be stressed that he'll find out I've been acting all along!
And if he does, things will fall apart for sure!

Benny: If that's how you think things will go, what are you going to do?

Charlotte: Well, I was thinking that maybe it would be better if I changed my
goal... I could pursue a man who already knows how I am beneath the act. A
man like that has already accepted me for how I truly am...

Benny: I'm one of those men, aren't I...

Charlotte: You are. Actually, you were exactly who I was just talking about,
Benny.

Benny: What? Really? But, if we were together, you'd have to give up on your
desire for vast wealth, right?

Charlotte: I would, but... I've realized that love and wealth don't have to
come as a set.

Benny: I don't have any sort of gold or riches, but I will definitely make
you happy... I promise.

Charlotte: Then... it's settled!

Benny: Charlotte...

Charlotte: Thinking about it now, it's always been so easy to talk to you,
Benny. If I can feel like that... I'd want to be with you all the time...

Benny: We can be together forever.
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Keaton!

A8. Azura C

Keaton: Hey, Azura. You're looking kind of down. Did someone nab your
favorite treasure?

Azura: No. I don't know what you're talking about. I'm always like this.

Keaton: Come to think of it, I guess that's true. You always seem a little
blue.

Azura: I'm just not talented at showing my emotions-not like you anyway.

Keaton: Haha! You make it sound like some sort of skill. I can't help it. How
I feel is written all over my face!

Azura: It may be easy for you, Keaton, but not everyone is the same.

Keaton: Would you like a little help then? I could teach you. You know what,
don't answer. I'm gonna do it. I'll teach you to express yourself!

Azura: Oh, my. Why do I have a bad feeling about this?
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Azura B

Keaton: All right, Azura. Are you ready for your crash course in facial
expressions?

Azura: No, but it doesn't seem like you're giving me much choice in the
matter.

Keaton: That's the spirit! Now, close your eyes and hold out your hands like
so. What?! You don't trust me? Sheesh! Do ya wanna improve or not? ... I
thought so! That's better. Now keep 'em closed. Here. Hold this.

Azura: Oh. What is that? It feels... squishy.

Keaton: OK! Open your eyes! Surprise!

Azura: This is a frog.

Keaton: Huh. Last time I did this to a girl, she screamed and threw the frog
at me. You're not going to react at all?! Not even a little flinch?

Azura: ... I'm holding a frog.

Keaton: Oh, I get it. You like frogs, don't you? Awesome! I was sure they'd
freak you out.

Azura: Oh, no. They bother me.

Keaton: Then why are you just standing there? Why don't you jump or cry or
something?

Azura: I don't know.

Keaton: Hmm. You're a tougher case than I thought. But don't worry. I've got
a plan B. I'm going to make you angry. ... Lady Azura, you are a terrible
singer!

Azura: No one has ever told me that before.

Keaton: Well? Does it make you mad?

Azura: Yes, it does. I'm very angry with you right now.

Keaton: Huh. You're telling me you're mad, but your face is telling me...
nothing. You really are carved from stone, aren't you?!

Azura: Keaton, I'm leaving.
(Azura leaves)

Keaton: Wait a minute! You can't leave in the middle of training! We're not
finished!
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Azura A

Azura: Oh... Keaton. It's you.

Keaton: Hey, Azura. You're not still mad at me, are you?

Azura: Yes. I'm absolutely livid.

Keaton: Wow. I'm really sorry. I only said those things to try to get a rise
out of you.

Azura: You said that I'm a terrible singer.

Keaton: But that's obviously not true! You're the best singer I've ever
heard!

Azura: Really?

Keaton: Yes. Really!

Azura: So you lied?

Keaton: Yes, I lied! What part of this are you not getting?!

Azura: Hmm. You said those things to make me mad... on purpose?
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Keaton: Ding, ding, ding! YES! For crying out loud, I thought that was clear!

Azura: Ba-hahahaha!

Keaton: Lady Azura, are you laughing?

Azura: Heeheehee! Yes, I am! I've been so mad at you this whole time, and you
were joking!

Keaton: Yes, it was a joke! Not a very good joke, but still... a joke. Oh,
thank goodness you finally cracked a smile! My plan worked after all.

Azura: My whole life I've been rejected by people. At some point, I stopped
reacting to it. But, Keaton, you've helped me lighten up. Now I can laugh at
myself.

Keaton: That's amazing! I'm so glad you're not mad anymore. You were so
scary! From now on, I'm going to try to make you laugh instead!

Azura: Heehee. Thanks, Keaton. I look forward to it.
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Azura S

Azura: You are the ocean's gray waves... ?

Keaton: Oh. Hey, Azura. Were you singing?

Azura: Heehee. Yes. Did I sound terrible?

Keaton: No! Of course not! ... Actually, I thought you sounded beautiful. It
seems like I catch you singing all the time now.

Azura: Is that so? That must be thanks to you, Keaton.

Keaton: Huh?

Azura: I used to be so worried about disappointing someone that I'd freeze
up. But with you, I can be myself. I know you'll accept me no matter how I'm
feeling.

Keaton: Of course! You can't keep all that stuff bottled up. It's not
healthy!

Azura: You never swallow your emotions, do you? You just tell it like it is.

Keaton: W-well... most of the time I do.

Azura: What do you mean by that?

Keaton: Never mind. I shouldn't have said anything. It'll just make things
awkward.

Azura: Hmm. I've never seen you act so cagey.

Keaton: Fine. You caught me. I guess I'll just say it. Azura, I'm head over
heels for you. Will you marry me?!

Azura: Keaton, is that a ring? An actual ring?

Keaton: What?! You thought I was gonna weld together some trash for a
princess?

Azura: My goodness.

Keaton: See? You're doing that thing again where you don't react. I'm about
to lose my mind!

Azura: It's just... I don't know how to say this, but Keaton, I love you too.

Keaton: Really? Woohoo! I'm gonna do my best to make you laugh every day... I
promise!

Azura: I'm sure you will.
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A8. Felicia C

Keaton: Feliciaaaaa! Oh, Feliciaaaaa!

Felicia: K-Keaton?! Not one step closer, you hear me?! I don't want to see
any more of your nasty bugs!

Keaton: But this is the best one yet!

Felicia: NO! NO NO NO! Keep it away!

Keaton: But it's super special! You'll love it!

Felicia: No, I won't! I don't want to see another one ever again! Period!

Keaton: There you go again, you joker! Of course ya do! You're not crazy.
Besides, you always squeal with glee when I show you one!

Felicia: That's not glee! It's fear! How do you not get that?

Keaton: Hahaha! Again with the jokes! As if these beauties could ever disgust
anyone. Look! It's even got these neat little shooty hairs! I bet they could
blind someone!

Felicia: *sigh* You really don't understand, do you? Not everyone shares your
tastes. Especially not most humans...

Keaton: Really? Weird! Well, you should still take a gander! What if you like
it this time?

Felicia: No! I most definitely will not! Now leave me alone!
(Felicia leaves)

Keaton: Felicia! Wait up!
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Felicia B

Keaton: Hey, Felicia. What's that you've got in your hand?

Felicia: Oh! Keaton! It's just part of a plate I dropped a minute ago...

Keaton: Awesome! It looks super sharp! Can I have it?

Felicia: Huh? Why? What could you possibly use it for?

Keaton: What are you talking about? You could do all kinds of things with it!
You could stare at it, or sharpen it, or put it with your collection, or
stare at it!

Felicia: Um, yes, I see. I guess that never occurred to me.

Keaton: So you said that you were the one who broke it, right?

Felicia: Yes... Why?

Keaton: Nice! I think you've got a talent for this sort of thing!

Felicia: A talent for breaking plates?

Keaton: Yeah! Normally, when people break plates, the shards aren't nearly as
cool! But there's something special about the ones you make. No joke. This is
amazing!

Felicia: Um, thank you. I've never received a compliment like that before.
That's very sweet of you to say.

Keaton: So... you think I could keep it?

Felicia: Of course. I was just going to throw it away. But be careful with
it, OK? It's very sharp. I wouldn't want you to get hurt.

Keaton: Yeah, yeah, sure! Thanks, Felicia! You just keep breakin' plates like
this for me, OK?
(Keaton leaves)

Felicia: What? I can't do that! ... He must have been joking. Right?
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Felicia A

Felicia: Aaaaah! Noooo!
(Dish breaks)

Keaton: Hey, are you OK?! What's wrong?

Felicia: I tripped and broke a bunch of dishes... again. *gulp* I'm gonna get
yelled at for sure...

Keaton: By my mother's tail! It's a mountain of treasures!

Felicia: Keaton, wait! Those are dangerous!

Keaton: Awesome, awesome, awesome! You're some kind of genius, Felicia!

Felicia: Er, thank you, Keaton. But I'm pretty sure it's a bad thing to be
good at this... *sigh* So many broken plates... I hope they don't take away
my meal privileges again...

Keaton: Well, if they do, I'll just share mine with you!

Felicia: R-really?! That's so kind of you!

Keaton: Er, don't get the wrong idea. I'm not doing it for you. I just want
you to keep making these beautiful plate shards. If you starve to death, then
I'm in sort of a pickle.

Felicia: But I WANT to stop breaking plates. It's not just the punishment
that bothers me.

Keaton: Oh, I see. What a waste... You have so much talent.

Felicia: Heehee. You're the only one who's ever called my clumsiness a
talent, you know. Thank you, Keaton. It's nice change of pace.

Keaton: Huh? I didn't do anything. I just really like your plate shards.

Felicia: I know, but all the same, thank you. Anyways, happy as I am to have
a talent... I've still got to stop breaking plates. But I'll tell you what.
If I do break any by accident, I'll let you know right away.

Keaton: Woohoo! Thanks! Ah! No! Tail, stop wagging! NOW!
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Felicia S

Keaton: Hey, Felicia!

Felicia: Oh, hello, Keaton.

Keaton: Hey, would you mind coming with me for a bit?

Felicia: Um, sure. I don't mind. Why?

Keaton: Just come with me! It's a surprise. You'll see.

Felicia: OK, but this better be a good surprise. If it's another bug, I
swear...
(Time passes)
Felicia: Wow! Such a pretty lake!

Keaton: I heard that humans like places like this, so I decided to find one
for ya!

Felicia: Thank you! Was this all you needed me for?

Keaton: Yes. Well, no. But this is part of it. Sort of. What I mean is- Gah!
OK! Felicia!

Felicia: Yes? What is it?

Keaton: Put out your hand. I have something I want to give to you!

Felicia: No way! I'm not falling for that one again! You know how I feel
about bugs, Keaton!

Keaton: No! It's not a bug today! Just... put out your hand, OK?

Felicia: Fine. But if this is a trick...

Keaton: ... Here!

Felicia: A ring?!

Keaton: Felicia, will you marry me?

Felicia: ...
(Miss)

Keaton: What did you do that for?! You could have just said no!

Felicia: I'm so sorry! I was just so surprised, I accidentally threw it! I
didn't even know that could happen! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! What
should we do?

Keaton: So surprised, you chucked it 50 yards out?! Agh. Oh well. Nothing to
be done about it. So, um, back to the matter at paw. Will you marry me?

Felicia: ...
(Miss)

Keaton: What are you doing?! You didn't even have anything to throw this
time! Oh, never mind. It's not important. Look, I'm in love with you,
Felicia. I want to be with you, and no one else. Is that... OK?

Felicia: No one's ever said anything like that to me before...

Keaton: It's all right if you don't want to. I'll understand.

Felicia: I'm going diving!

Keaton: Huh?

Felicia: In the lake! I wish to accept your ring.

Keaton: So you mean you'll marry me?

Felicia: Yes.

Keaton: YAHOO!! I'm the luckiest guy in the world!

Felicia: Yes. Now, if you will excuse me... I have jewelry to collect.

Keaton: Hang on there! Don't do anything reckless. The ring isn't important.
We have our love, and that's all that matters!

Felicia: No. I want that ring.

Keaton: Uh...

Felicia: ...

Keaton: ... OK, then! Let's go diving!

Felicia: Hooray! I'll be right behind you!
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A8. Mozu C

Mozu: Oh, hey there, Keaton!

Keaton: Well, if it isn't Mozu! How are you?

Mozu: Wait a minute...

Keaton: Uh... is something wrong?

Mozu: You! You're country folk too, aren't you?

Keaton: What? That's ridiculous! What makes you say that?

Mozu: No use trying to hide it. I can tell from the way you smell! It's all
over you.

Keaton: Don't be ridiculous! I am not!

Mozu: Haha, only a real bumpkin would get that upset over being called one!
Trust me. It takes one to know one.

Keaton: Well then you don't know one!

Mozu: So, from one bumpkin to another, I say we should be pals! Whaddaya say?

Keaton: I'm NOT a bumpkin!
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Mozu B

Mozu: *sigh*

Keaton: Hey, Mozu!

Mozu: Hm? Oh. Hi, Keaton.

Keaton: What are you doing staring off into space like that?

Mozu: I was just thinking of my village. It was such a peaceful place
before... you know.

Keaton: Oh. Before the attack... Yeah, I bet it was.

Mozu: People would sing while they worked all through the harvest season. We
got so excited when the yield was good. We'd have dances every night. No one
ever had much money, but we always had each other. ...

Keaton: Are you OK?

Mozu: I don't know. Not really. I'm sorry to be such a downer, Keaton. I seem
to be getting like this a lot these days.

Keaton: I don't mind. There's nothing wrong with missing your home and your
family. Listening to you reminds me of my home, up in the mountains. It's
nice.

Mozu: Oh? What kind of life did you live there?

Keaton: I hunted, mostly. Spent a lot of time in the woods around us. Never
was much for traps though.

Mozu: Oh? I'm pretty good at hunting too.

Keaton: Really now? How about we have ourselves a little hunting contest
sometime, then?

Mozu: Anytime, anywhere. But I knew it. I just knew it.

Keaton: Huh? Knew what?

Mozu: You lived in the mountains and spent all your days hunting, right?
That means you're just like me: a bona fide country bumpkin!

Keaton: Wait a minute! You take that back! I'm a sophisticated man about
town! Really!

Mozu: Haha, I've never heard of a sophisticated man that lived in the
mountains!

Keaton: Grrrr...
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Mozu A

Mozu: Now!

Keaton: Grrrrr! Hey! It went that way!

Mozu: Perfect! Right into the trap!

Keaton: Yep. Bagged ourselves a juicy little rabbit!

Mozu: Yeehaw! You weren't kidding when you said you were good at this.

Keaton: You're no slouch yourself, Mozu. That trap was a neat piece of work.

Mozu: Heehee. Thanks! You know, this was really fun. It's been a long time
since I've gone hunting like this with someone.

Keaton: Me too! This was great!

Mozu: Thanks for suggesting we come out and do this. I was really depressed
thinking about old times... But I think this was the perfect medicine. You
knew that when you asked, didn't you?

Keaton: What? No! It's not like that!  I just wanted to go hunting! I swear!

Mozu: Haha! I don't believe that for a second.

Keaton: Whatever. Believe what you want!

Mozu: Seriously, though... thank you. You've given me the strength I needed
to go on.

Keaton: Um. Sure. You're welcome. If you want to go hunting again, just let
me know. I'll be available anytime.

Mozu: OK, I'll do that. Heh. We bumpkins gotta stick together, don't we?

Keaton: I-I ain't no darn bumpkin! Ugh. Never mind. In any case, I agree...
we should probably stick together. Friends?

Mozu: You bet!
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Mozu S

Mozu: It went that way!

Keaton: Gotcha... HIYAAA!! Ha! A flawless victory!

Mozu: Yeehaw! That deer is huge! Looks like we aren't gonna run short on food
anytime soon. Now I just need to field dress him and clean up. After all, we
can't go wasting a life that was sacrificed for our benefit.

Keaton: Agreed! I'll help...
(Time passes)

Mozu: That should about take care of it.

Keaton: Just what I've come to expect from you, Mozu. Talk about a
professional!

Mozu: Don't be silly. Any hunter worth their salt could do the same. Like
you! You're like a dancer when you hunt. Not a single wasted movement.

Keaton: Heh. All in a day's work. You know... I was thinking. We make a
really great team. If we were partners, we'd probably never want for
anything.

Mozu: Yeah! Maybe we could become hunting partners after all this fighting is
over.

Keaton: Yeah, that'd be great. Maybe we could even get married! Hahaha...

Mozu: Huh? You shouldn't joke around like that. You could really hurt
someone's feelings.

Keaton: It's not a joke! Mozu, will you marry me?

Mozu: Are you sure? I'm not as cute as most of the girls around these parts.
And I'm just a simple country girl. Why would you want someone like me?

Keaton: Don't be ridiculous! That's one of the reasons I love you, Mozu.
Besides, I'm a country person too.

Mozu: Ha! So you're finally admitting it, eh? But even if you are...

Keaton: No buts about it! I don't want anyone else! I love you and only you.

Mozu: Keaton... you're sure about this?

Keaton: More than anything. Please... will you be with me?

Mozu: ... Yes. I will! We're going to have an amazing life together, I just
know it.

Keaton: Me too!
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A8. Elise C

Elise: KEATON! Let's playyyyyy!

Keaton: Glahkfb-

Elise: Yay yay yay! So FLUFFY! Who's a good fluffy? Huh? Who's a goob
floofffyyy?

Keaton: H-hey, leggo of me!

Elise: There, there, that's a good boy. Yes, you are! Yes, you are!

Keaton: Nnnnghhg! Cut it ouuut. I'm not some dumb puppy! I'm a fierce and
noble wolf.

Elise: Aww, I'm sorry, Keaton! It's just that whenever I look at you, I think
of Joseph.

Keaton: Who the heck is Joseph?

Elise: He's a really popular puppy in town! He's the cutest puppy that ever
was. No offense!

Keaton: Why would I take offense? Didn't I just tell you I'm a wolf?!

Elise: Joseph loves playing with furballs! You love furballs, too, don't you,
Keaton? Here, have this one!

Keaton: Oh, no... not a furball... Can't... control... Grrrrrrr.

Elise: So do ya like it?

Keaton: I-I told you, I'm not a puppy! Why would I want something a puppy
likes? Grrrawr! I'm outta here.
(Keaton leaves)

Elise: Ah! He left in a hurry... Heehee. I think he liked it!
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Elise B

Keaton: Gah?! Oh, it's just you. What do you want?

Elise: I just wanted to apologize for treating you like a puppy the other
day. You're a full-grown wolf, and I should treat you like it.

Keaton: Hmph! You're apologizing NOW? Well, too late, sister!

Elise: Oh? Are you sure about that? 'Cause I brought some bone-in meat to
show you how sorry I am.

Keaton: Wh-what? You did?!

Elise: Is thiiiiis enough to let you forgive me?

Keaton: Never! You can't just buy my forgiveness! Not even with succulent red
beef meat!

Elise: Oh... I guess I'll just have to eat it myself, then.

Keaton: W-wait! Wait! Waaaaaaait! I-if you insist... I'll eat that meat for
you. But only if you insist!

Elise: No, that's OK. I'll just bring you something else to show you how
sorry I am.

Keaton: Y-you don't have to bring something else... Just... just give it to
me.

Elise: Huh?

Keaton: Oh, come on! PLEASE! Give it to me! Now! I can't stand it anymore! It
smells so good...

Elise: Oh thiiiis? So you DO want it, huh? Does that mean you forgive me?

Keaton: Yes! I forgive you, I forgive you! A million times, I forgive you!

Elise: Yayyy! So then when you're done eating, will you play with me?

Keaton: Hey, I thought you brought that stuff to apologize to me, not to
extort me! That wasn't part of the deal!

Elise: Awww. Are you saying you don't want it anymore?

Keaton: Uuuuurrrgggghh... Fine! I'll play whatever you want! Just... please.
Please... give me the meat.

Elise: OK! Here ya go!

Keaton: Oh boy! COME TO PAPA! MUAHAHAHA! *chomp* *smack* *smack* *gobble*
*snarf*
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Elise A

Elise: Hey, you!

Keaton: Hey. You didn't happen to bring any steaks with you today, did you?

Elise: Sorry, I don't have any today...

Keaton: Oh. Oh well.

Elise: H-hey! Come back here!

Keaton: What?

Elise: You'll still play with me, right? Even if I didn't bring you a treat
this time...

Keaton: Sure, I GUESS I can do that.

Elise: S-so you'll play some games with me today then? Like, right now?

Keaton: Wellllll... it's a pain in the neck, but it's not like I have
anything else to do. So if you INSIST, I can probably stand to play around
for a bit.

Elise: OK! Then I insist!

Keaton: OK! Whaddaya wanna do first? How about tag? Or-or catch? Or, um,
hide-and-seek? You should know though, this nose makes me a great finder!

Elise: I'm so happy.

Keaton: Hm? 'Bout what?

Elise: I know it's because of the war, and it makes sense and all, but...
Don't you think everyone looks scared a lot more often these days?

Keaton: Hmm. Yeah, maybe.

Elise: But you're always up to play with me! So thank you, Keaton.

Keaton: Heh. No problem. Heck, if it makes you this happy, you can call on me
anytime you want!

Elise: Really? Anytime I want? You mean it?! Then how about we hang out all
day!

Keaton: Er, uh, all day isn't really what I... I mean, there's stuff I wanna
do too...

Elise: But you just said you'd play with me anytime I wanted!

Keaton: Yeah, but I was just saying that to be enthusiastic and cheer you up
and stuff...

Elise: You mean it was a lie?! Keaton, did you lie to me?! You know I'm a
princess, right? Do you know what the punishment is for lying to a princess
in Nohr?

Keaton: Ack! No! I wasn't lying! All day, you said? Okeydokey! All day it is,
then!

Elise: Yaaaaay! Thank you, Keaton!

Keaton: *sigh* I knew this promise would come back to bite me, but I didn't
think it'd be this soon. But... oh well! What game do you want to play,
Elise?!

Elise: Ooh, good question! What game, what game...?
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Elise S

Keaton: Elise! I've decided that today is the day I allow you to see my
treasures.

Elise: Really?! Yay! I'm so excited! You talk about them so much! I wonder
what they're like.

Keaton: First up iiiiis... THIS beauty! Don't find fruit bats like these
everywhere, do ya? Look at how dry it is! I bet it baked for days before I
found it!

Elise: Ewwwwwwww! Get it away!

Keaton: And next on the docket iiiiiis... Well, I'm not really sure what it
is, but I think it's some kind of bug thing! Ta-da!

Elise: AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH! It's still moving!

Keaton: And finally, for my most treasured possession! Are you ready for
this?

Elise: No! That's enough! No more!

Keaton: What?! B-but the next one's the most important one!

Elise: NO!! I don't wanna see it! Your treasures are all disgusting!

Keaton: Th-they are not! You just gotta take a closer look, is all. Here!

Elise: NO! Don't you dare take another step closer!

Keaton: F-fine! At least just have a quick look at this last one. I'll even
back up.

Elise: If you show me something yucky, I'm gonna hate you forever, you hear
me? Forever!

Keaton: OK, OK! It'll be fine. I think you'll like this one. I hope. My last
treasure is... this.

Elise: Huh? Is this... a ring?

Keaton: Yeah. Do you like it?

Elise: WOW! It's SO pretty!

Keaton: Do, um... do you want it?

Elise: Do I want it? Are you giving it to me?

Keaton: Yeah, if you want it, I'll give it to you. But not for nothin'.

Elise: Sure, OK! What did you want in return?

Keaton: I-if you go out with me, you can have it!

Elise: Huh? I woulda done that anyways! You mean I get a ring, too?

Keaton: Wait. Really?

Elise: Sure! I think you're super great!

Keaton: Oh. Uh... OK.

Elise: Did you not want me to say yes?

Keaton: What?! No, I didn't say that! Of course I wanted you to say yes. I
really, really like you. I just didn't expect you to feel the same way.

Elise: Well I do! So let's go!

Keaton: You mean right now? O-OK, sure! You know, I think this is gonna be
the start of something amazing!

Elise: Teehee! Me too, Keaton! Me too!
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A8. Camilla C

Keaton: Wow, this is awesome.

Camilla: Hello, Keaton. I hadn't expected to meet you here, of all places.

Keaton: Oh! Camilla! You're just in time to see something awesome! Look! Look
in this hole!

Camilla: That's not a "hole" so much a small cave. What did you say you'd
found in here?

Keaton: I can't tell you-it would spoil the surprise! Just hurry up and look!

Camilla: I was just about to. There's no need to rush me. Oh my. These bones
are... human. And there are so many...

Keaton: Isn't it great? They're so pretty when they've been picked clean like
this.

Camilla: Yes, they do seem to have been here for quite some time. Might this
be an ancient burial ground?

Keaton: I'd take them all home with me, but I don't think I could carry them
all.

Camilla: Why would you bring a bunch of bones home with you?

Keaton: Are you kidding?! They'd be the centerpiece of my table!

Camilla: To each his own...
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Camilla B

Keaton: Camilla, there's an emergency!

Camilla: An emergency? What's happened?

Keaton: No time to explain! It's that bad!

Camilla: Calm yourself, Keaton. If you want my help with whatever it is, you
must explain the situation first.

Keaton: Wh-who said I wanted your help?!

Camilla: Suit yourself. In that case, good day.

Keaton: Camilla, wait! I'm sorry! I'll explain! Don't gooooooo!

Camilla: What seems to be the problem?

Keaton: I can't get back there! You know, to the bone hole!

Camilla: "Bone hole"? I hope for your sake that you mean the burial ground
you showed me.

Keaton: Yeah, that! I can't get there anymore!

Camilla: You haven't forgotten the way, have you?

Keaton: Psh! Me? I totally know the way! I just keep going around in circles
when I try to follow it for some reason.

Camilla: Which is another way of saying you've forgotten.

Keaton: Believe what you want. Let's not get hung up on fiddly details. The
point is, I want to see the bone hole again! You do too, right? Who wouldn't?

Camilla: I'll decline. I've never been a connoisseur of human remains.

Keaton: *sniff* So that's how it's gonna be...

Camilla: Oh, very well. Come with me, then.

Keaton: Hooray! I knew you'd be dying to see it again!

Camilla: On the contrary; I'm guiding you there because you seemed on the
verge of tears.

Keaton: I-I... I wasn't gonna cry!

Camilla: Then you won't mind if I don't take you there.

Keaton: *sniffle* Nooooo...

Camilla: Hmhmhm. I thought as much. You're adorable when you're pitiful.
Shall we be going, then? Follow me.

Keaton: Hmph. I feel... used, somehow.
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Camilla A

Keaton: I can't get over how cool the bones in here are!

Camilla: How long are you planning on staring at those?

Keaton: Man, who knows. You'd think it would've gotten old by now, but it
never does!

Camilla: Meanwhile, I was bored hours ago, so I'll be heading back now.

Keaton: W-wait... you're going back by yourself?

Camilla: Unless that's a problem, yes.

Keaton: No, it's just... You might run into trouble on the way home, yeah?
Which would be dangerous if I wasn't there with you.

Camilla: I don't run afoul of bandits, dear. They run afoul of me.

Keaton: Hmm... yeah, you'll probably be fine.

Camilla: Keaton, if you don't think you can get home on your own, simply say
so.

Keaton: Wh-what a thing to say! Of course I can get home by myself!

Camilla: Excellent. Then I'll be on my way.

Keaton: Urgh... C-c'mon, I'll just be a little longer, and then we can go
home together.

Camilla: ...If you insist.

Keaton: Heheh! Sorry, Camilla. But you don't find bones like these just
anywhere!

Camilla: Thank goodness for that. Most people would be uneasy around them.

Keaton: Oh yeah? How come? Gosh, if THIS makes them nervous, they'd better
never visit my hometown. The whole place is littered with the bones of people
I've killed.

Camilla: Erm... is it now.

Keaton: Yep! You can hardly take three steps without tripping over 'em! It's
'cause I killed every last jerk who came to take my pelt.

Camilla: So that's why I detected the stench of blood on you.

Keaton: What?! But that was months ago... and I bathed just last week...

Camilla: A bath won't suffice. The scent of blood seeps deep beneath the
surface.

Keaton: Huh, who knew?

Camilla: It's never bothered me, mind you. I'm only telling you for your
information. Now come along, or I really shall leave you behind to find your
own way.
(Camilla leaves)

Keaton: W-w-wait up!
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Camilla S

Keaton: Hey, Camilla.

Camilla: What is it, Keaton?

Keaton: I think you need a strong man.

Camilla: You have 10 seconds from the end of this sentence to reconsider that
remark.

Keaton: No, no, think about it! You're going to get married someday, right?

Camilla: Only a wolfskin could dig himself this deeply, this quickly.

Keaton: Come on, just hear me out! Whatever man you marry has gotta be
strong. A real tough guy.

Camilla: That seems sensible.

Keaton: Right?! Saaaay... how many bandits did I take down by myself the
other day? I forget.

Camilla: ...

Keaton: Normally I'd remember, but they were such lightweights, I barely
noticed 'em.

Camilla: This can't possibly be what you're driving at, but...

Keaton: Wh-who, me?

Camilla: Are you slowly coming around to asking me to marry you?

Keaton: Whaaaaaat? Pfffffft! Pssssh! Haaaaah! ME? Marry YOU? What a crazy
idea I've never thought about before!

Camilla: I see... My mistake.

Keaton: Uh, well, wait! Now that you bring it up... it gets me to wondering
if maybe, you know...

Camilla: What is it?

Keaton: Grrrrrrrgh! Fine! You're gonna make me come out and say it, huh?

Camilla: That's correct. I haven't the time for anyone who can't muster the
courage to ask for himself.

Keaton: F-fine! You asked for it! ...P-please marry me, Camilla.

Camilla: ...

Keaton: Look! I found a ring somewhere for you and everything! It's a beaut!

Camilla: ...

Keaton: Camilla, you're killing me. Say something...

Camilla: I accept your proposal... if not your ring.

Keaton: What?! Really?!

Camilla: You're a cheerful, friendly fool, and yet... you have that
intriguing reek of blood beneath it all. I'm drawn to the parts of you that
you're careful to keep hidden.

Keaton: I-I'm not sure what you mean by that, but you're serious? You'll
marry me?

Camilla: Gladly.

Keaton: Wow! What a day! Thanks, Camilla! Yesssssssssssss!

Camilla: It's going to be like this all the time from now on, isn't it? Ah
well...
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A8. Effie C

Effie: *huff* *huff* *huff*

Keaton: Effie! What are you doing?

Effie: Oh, hello, Keaton. Just a little light exercise.

Keaton: But that's a whole tree trunk you're lifting! How are you doing that?

Effie: It's simple. I just train hard and make sure to eat right. You know...
plenty of red meat and raw eggs.

Keaton: That's weird. I eat TONS of red meat and as many eggs as I can
find... But I could never lift anything like that.

Effie: Oh, you're just being modest. Here, catch!

Keaton: Gah! Hrrrrgh! Effie, help!

Effie: Looking good, Keaton. Feel the burn!

Keaton: You... you don't understand... hnnngh. This... is... literally...
killing me... Please! Take it from me!

Effie: Oh, all right. Is that better?

Keaton: Phew! I thought I was done for.

Effie: Please don't take this the wrong way, Keaton, but you need to build
some muscle. Not to worry, though. I can design a custom workout plan for
you!

Keaton: Gee, Effie. That'd be... great.
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Effie B

Keaton: Oh, hey, Effie! Whatcha doin'? Another crazy workout?

Effie: Hi, Keaton. Just the usual. And where are you headed?

Keaton: Aw, I was gonna head out and do some hunting. I've got a thirst for
raw meat! Awhooooo!

Effie: Hmm... would you mind if I came along?

Keaton: Not at all! Hunting in a pack is way more fun anyway!

Effie: Well, it sounds like vigorous exercise... and I'm a bit bored of my
usual routine... Plus, if we catch something... that's just more protein for
me!

Keaton: Ha! That's the spirit!

Effie: All right, Keaton. Show me how it's done.
(Time passes)

Keaton: Whoa, Effie! Hold on!

Effie: What? There's a rabbit under there! Quickly, before it escapes-

Keaton: Yeah... you don't need to rip the whole tree out by its roots.
There's an easier way, trust me.

Effie: What... like digging for it?

Keaton: Digging? What, you're gonna just dig and dig through some rabbit
hole?

Effie: Well, I suppose I'd dig until exhaustion, or until I struck water...
Whichever comes first, of course.

Keaton: Yeah... I guess that's one way to do it. But here's what I do... I
just crouch down nearby and wait for the bunny to come out. Then I pounce!

Effie: Oh, that sounds terribly boring! Well, at least we're both here to
keep each other company.

Keaton: Yeah! Now... SHH!
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Effie A

Effie: HRRRRGH... 341! HRRRRGH... 342!

Keaton: Whoa, you're up to two trees at once?

Effie: *huff* *huff* *huff* Keaton... *huff* Sorry, let me catch my breath...

Keaton: You're unbelievable! Can you even get any stronger than you already
are?

Effie: Of course! There's always room for improvement. I'm sworn to
protect... and I take my duties very seriously. Truth be told... I hardly
feel strong at all. There are times when I feel so inadequate.

Keaton: Aw, you're kidding, right? Not only are you the strongest person I
know... you're probably the bravest, too. Anyone you're protecting is in good
hands.

Effie: Do you really mean that?

Keaton: I mean... yeah... of course. Why is it suddenly so hot out here? And
why is my fur so itchy?

Effie: Heh...

Keaton: So, uh, anyway... are ya hungry or anything?

Effie: It's like you read my mind! I'm starving. Do you have anything to eat?

Keaton: You bet! I figured you'd be out here working up an appetite like
usual. So I brought something special. Some of my own homemade jerky! Now,
some humans have told me that it's a little gamey-

Effie: *om* *nom* *nom* Got any more?

Keaton: Yeah, sure... there's plenty more where that came from!

Effie: Well, what are you waiting for? Keep it coming! I have to take my diet
as seriously as my training. And that means eating plenty after a big
workout. So, if you wouldn't mind sharing... I believe I could eat an entire
cow, hooves and all.

Keaton: Are you sure you're 100 percent human?
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Effie S

Keaton: Hey, Effie... do you have a minute?

Effie: Of course, Keaton. What is it?

Keaton: I'm not really sure how to say this, so I'm just gonna blurt it out.
You're really strong. Like, megastrong! I don't even know if I could beat you
in a wrestling match if I transformed.

Effie: Uh-huh...

Keaton: But... uh... even though you're so strong, it's gotta be hard to go
it alone.

Effie: I'm not sure what you're talking about, Keaton. We team up all the
time!

Keaton: Yeah... but I guess I'm talking about going it alone in LIFE. Y'know?
So... what I'm saying is... will you marry me?

Effie: You and me... marry?

Keaton: Yeah! I mean, if you wanna. Is that a weird idea? We totally don't
have to! If... if you don't want to. But I guess I was kinda hoping you
WOULD-

Effie: Oh, Keaton. Yes. YES! A thousand times, yes! Your companionship means
so much to me... I thought you'd never ask.

Keaton: Awhoooo! Yes, yes, yes!

Effie: This is so wonderful! And I promise to protect you as long as I
live...

Keaton: Wait, what? You're gonna protect ME?

Effie: Well, of course! Why wouldn't I?

Keaton: Well, I thought it would be the other way around! I'd protect you!
Don'tcha think that would be nice? To have someone protecting you for once?

Effie: Yes, but, Keaton... let's not fool ourselves. I am the stronger of us.
Or shall we have a competition to see for sure? Yes, I can see it now! Ten
events, measuring strength, agility, reflexes-

Keaton: OK, fine! You're right-we don't need to have a competition. But even
though you're strong, you could still use someone watching your back. And
that's gonna be me! If anyone messes with you, they're gonna get my fangs.
Rawr!

Effie: Let's just agree to protect each other.

Keaton: Yeah! That's exactly what I was thinkin'!

Effie: Until the end of time. Right, Keaton?

Keaton: You got it. Yeah!
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A8. Nyx C

Keaton: Oh! Well, if it isn't Nyx!

Nyx: Keaton...

Keaton: You're still so tiny! Are you getting enough meat? You've gotta eat
if you want to grow up nice and big!

Nyx: ...

Keaton: Oh-are you a vegetarian? Well, hmm. Maybe drink lots of milk? I'm
sure there's something you can do.

Nyx: Two things...

Keaton: Wh- Huh?

Nyx: First, you've no call to make judgments about a woman's body. Some are
slender. Some aren't. Some are tall. Some aren't. So be careful, and consider
her feelings before you speak.

Keaton: O... oh... OK. I'm sorry, I guess...

Nyx: Second. I will never grow, no matter how much I eat. This body is a
curse.

Keaton: A curse? Huh? You're losing me.

Nyx: ... I should have expected that this would be somewhat difficult for
you.

Keaton: Wait, no, I really don't get it! Are you making fun of me? Is that
it? Help!
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Nyx B

Keaton: Nyx! Hey, Nyx!

Nyx: Keaton...

Keaton: Look! I brought you some pork! It's all yours, so eat as much as you
want!

Nyx: ...

Keaton: Aww, did I leave you speechless? That's OK, I don't need thanks. Dig
in, and grow up big and strong!

Nyx: Please don't rub my head. Keaton... I'm grateful for all of this. I
truly am.

Keaton: Grateful? For this? W-well, truth be told, I wasn't really doing it
for you... It just so happened I had some left over, is all!

Nyx: But didn't I make it plain? No matter how much I eat, I will remain this
way. Forever.

Keaton: Ohhh! Huh...

Nyx: Do you understand now?

Keaton: So all the stuff you eat... If it's not making you taller or
stronger... where does it all go?

Nyx: ... This is not an appropriate line of discussion to have with a lady.

Keaton: S-sorry!

Nyx: It's a curse...

Keaton: A curse?

Nyx: Yes... one that can never be lifted. I did terrible things. Long ago...
when I was a child in mind as well as body.

Keaton: So that's it... And there I was, running my fool mouth. I'm real
sorry, Nyx. That sounds like a horrible curse! It must be hard on you.

Nyx: I don't pay it much mind anymore. I'm used to it by now.

Keaton: But with this curse of yours... What happens if you eat a lot right
before a battle? How do you handle that?!

Nyx: ...

Keaton: I don't know what I'd do with myself! I eat so much that just
imagining it gives me the willies pretty fierce.

Nyx: I suspect you may need more time to grasp my situation...
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Nyx A

Nyx: From an early age, I showed promise in the use of the dark arts. I used
the blackest, most forbidden spells as freely as I pleased.

Keaton: OK...

Nyx: I ended the lives of many innocents. Until one day, I cast a certain
spell that took its toll on me... I found myself frozen in this state, never
to age another day. Do you understand now?

Keaton: So what you're saying is... you're gonna stay a kid? Forever?

Nyx: Yes! At last, you understand me.

Keaton: Yeah, I get it now. Whew, though... that's a doozy of a curse. It's
way worse than when I thought the curse turned everything you ate into-

Nyx: Yes, well. It's much too late now. This is the price I must pay for my
crimes.

Keaton: Oh, I dunno... now that I think about it, I'm kinda jealous.

Nyx: Jealous? Of me?

Keaton: You're stuck as a kid forever, right? That means you can act a fool
and no one can ever get mad! No one will ever say "Act your age," because you
ARE! Think of all the things you could get away with if you wanted!

Nyx: ... I try not to make a fool of myself.

Keaton: Really?! What a waste! Don't you realize how much candy you could be
eating?!

Nyx: What a revolting idea. Why would anyone deliberately overstuff
themselves?

Keaton: W-well, sure, but... You honestly can't think of anything only a
kid's allowed to do?!

Nyx: Nothing that interests me, no. I have the mind of a fully grown adult.
The ability to act like a child is of no use to me whatsoever.

Keaton: Oh... well, suit yourself...

Nyx: Still, I've never heard anyone envy my condition. You're a strange
one...

Keaton: Hahaha! I could say the same about you! If you ever DO feel the urge
to romp around, call me up and I'll join you!

Nyx: Hmhmhm. Very kind of you.
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Nyx S

Keaton: Hey, Nyx.

Nyx: Ah, Keaton.

Keaton: Out of curiosity, is there anything you want?

Nyx: That's an odd question. Are you planning to give me a gift?

Keaton: N-no! Don't be dumb! It was just a simple question! It didn't mean
anything! Hmph!

Nyx: Is that so?

Keaton: So, nothing, huh?

Nyx: An adult's body, of course.

Keaton: Oh...

Nyx: Not what you had in mind?

Keaton: N-no... That's fine...

Nyx: Hmhm. You seem stymied.

Keaton: Rrrrgh...

Nyx: Though when I wish for an adult's body... What I really wish for is a
normal life, like the people around me.

Keaton: What's a normal life?

Nyx: Hmm... That's a surprisingly difficult question to answer. But what I
want out of life, that I can't have as I am... is to love and be loved and
have a proper family. I suppose that's what I mean when I say "normal."

Keaton: Is that all? You can have that now!

Nyx: ... You're quite wrong about that.

Keaton: Well, what's stopping you?

Nyx: With this body, it wouldn't matter who I loved... They could never love
me back.

Keaton: I-I...

Nyx: Hm?

Keaton: But I love you!

Nyx: What?!

Keaton: It doesn't matter to me what you look like! I love you! The actual
you, standing there! S-so... Wanna get married?

Nyx: Keaton... isn't this a bit rushed?

Keaton: No, just listen! You want a family, right? I'll take care of it! I'll
do whatever you want to make sure you're happy all the time. I'll make you so
happy that you forget about being stuck as a kid!

Nyx: Keaton... are you certain? This isn't a passing phase... You will grow
old, but I will always look just the way I do now.

Keaton: It's really not such a big deal for me. As long as I have you, I'm
satisfied.

Nyx: ... ... Thank you, Keaton.

Keaton: So what do you say?

Nyx: I say yes. I will marry you.
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A8. Selena C

Selena: Keaton!

Keaton: Selena! What brings you here?

Selena: Word around camp is that you're the best hunter we've got.

Keaton: That's right! No one's bested me in a hunt since I was a kid!

Selena: Well, I'm afraid your days as the uncontested champion are over.

Keaton: Huh? What do you mean?

Selena: I mean that my hunting skills are far superior to your own.

Keaton: Oh! So you wanna compete? That sounds great! I was just thinking
about how our meat supply was running a little low.

Selena: Then what are we talking for? Let's do it!

Keaton: OK! But the loser has to do something embarrassing in the town
square.

Selena: Huh? Something embarrassing?

Keaton: Yeah! If there's not a penalty, we're not gonna be too motivated, are
we?

Selena: I guess so... but does it really have to be something in the middle
of town?

Keaton: Aw, I understand if you don't want to. I mean, if you're gonna lose
anyway...

Selena: Fine! I accept your terms! I'm gonna destroy you!

Keaton: Haha! That's the spirit!
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Selena B

Keaton: HA! I won! I knew it! Bow before the best hunter in the world!

Selena: Hang on a minute! There's got to be some mistake!

Keaton: Pshaw. I got you beat in both quality and quantity. Check 'em
yourself.

Selena: But I wasn't feeling at 100 percent today! Maybe we should have a
rematch. On any other day, I'd have caught 20 times as much! So let's just
forget this ever happened! Deal? Deal.

Keaton: Making lame excuses isn't like you, Selena. Have some dignity.

Selena: I'm not making excuses! I'm just explaining why this happened!

Keaton: Ha, suuuure. You just don't wanna pay the price.

Selena: This has nothing to do with that!

Keaton: Oh? OK, then let's head over to the town square.

Selena: Wait! Hang on a second! Ugh...
(Time passes)
Selena: You've gotta be kidding me. There are too many people around! Do I
really have to embarrass myself in front of all these people?

Keaton: Well, if you beg, I might let you off the hook.

Selena: Never! I don't need your pity! In fact, I'm great at this stuff! I'll
make everyone here laugh their heads off!

Keaton: All right, then prove it!

Selena: I am! I'm gonna do it right now! This whole place is gonna be ringing
with laughter any second now! Um... ... ... Cock-a-doodle-doooo!

Keaton: Huh?

Selena: ...

Keaton: Is that all?

Selena: YOU BIG, DUMB IDIOT! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!
(Selena leaves)

Keaton: Aaaaand she's gone... Man, that was painful to watch...
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Selena A

Selena: ...

Keaton: Hey, Selena!

Selena: Keaton.

Keaton: I, uh, I just wanted to tell you that your joke the other day was
great!

Selena: Huh?

Keaton: You know, in the town square? You sounded so much like a rooster, I
almost believed it! I mean it! For a second, I thought you belonged on a
farm!

Selena: Is that supposed to be a compliment?

Keaton: What? No! And I wasn't trying to cheer you up, either.

Selena: Thanks, Keaton.

Keaton: Eh?

Selena: I mean, don't take it too seriously! I'm just being polite. But yeah,
I said thanks. I appreciate your trying to cheer me up.

Keaton: I didn't come here for your gratitude! I only came because it's
boring to be around you when you're moping! So hurry up and get better, for
my sake! I want to have fun again.

Selena: HEY! I'll get better in my own time, regardless of what YOU want!
Anyway, I'm completely fine now! So stop worrying about me so much!

Keaton: Well, fine. Then I guess I don't need to give you this present
anymore. Even though I came all this way just to give it to you!

Selena: A present?

Keaton: I mean, it's just an extra one I had lying around. It's not anything
special. Here.

Selena: ...

Keaton: Maybe if you practice with this little guy, your crowing skills will
get even better.

Selena: YOU MORON! No girl in the world would be happy to get a baby chicken
as a present! What were you even thinking? Although... I guess he IS pretty
cute. And he'd make sure I always wake up on time... Hmm. I guess I'll just
have to take good care of him! You better be grateful!

Keaton: Are you sure you're capable of taking care of him? Maybe I should
come by to check in on him every now and then.

Selena: Sure, fine. I guess I can tolerate you coming by whenever you want.
But don't go too long between visits, or our little friend might miss you...

Keaton: Heh, you got it!
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Selena S

Keaton: Selena! You got a sec?

Selena: Not really. Some people have to work around here. But I guess I can
hear you out if it's important. What's up?

Keaton: If you're really that busy, it can wait, I guess. It's not like I had
something really important to tell you... *sigh*

Selena: OK... In that case, I'm gonna go. I'm really leaving now... I may not
have any more spare time for a long while after this. Going once, going
twice... Going thrice...

Keaton: Well if this is our ONLY chance, maybe we should talk now.

Selena: Right? Yeah, that makes sense. I think so too. So what did you want
to talk about?

Keaton: Um, see... How should I put this?

Selena: Just spit it out already!

Keaton: I just think we should be together! Like, as a couple!

Selena: Wh-what?!

Keaton: Is it really that much of a shock?

Selena: Of course it is! I had no idea you felt that way. You never said
anything! And aren't you supposed to court someone before asking to become a
couple?! What's wrong with you? Asking me to be with you without a single
date!

Keaton: Er, yeah, I know. It's just, I was embarrassed and-

Selena: Argh! I can't believe you, Keaton! Fine! I'll be yours or whatever!

Keaton: Wait, what?!

Selena: What? Is it really that shocking?

Keaton: Hey! Didn't you just get angry about my asking the same thing?

Selena: So? Why should that matter? Anyway, I guess now's as good a time as
any to tell you that I love you, Keaton.

Keaton: Selena...

Selena: But if we're going to be together, there's something you need to know
about me.

Keaton: Huh? What is it?

Selena: When this war is over, I have to go somewhere. Somewhere far away.
And I'm not sure if I'm ever coming back.

Keaton: OK, then I'll come with you!

Selena: Are you sure? That's sort of a big decision. Maybe you should take
some time to think on it a little more.

Keaton: Nah, I'm sure. The important thing is just that we're together.
Everything else is just details.

Selena: Keaton... Well, I suppose that settles it. I promise to always be
with you.

Keaton: Perfect! And I promise that I'll always be with you too. No matter
what.
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A8. Beruka C

Keaton: Hey! If it isn't Beruka!

Beruka: Keaton.

Keaton: You seem bored. I know something that'll put a grin on your face,
though! Look! Over there! That snake just swallowed a mouse whole!  Pretty
neat, huh?

Beruka: ...

Keaton: And over here's a crab shell that a rat died in! Just look at that
corpse! I haven't smelled such a magnificent odor in ages!

Beruka: ...

Keaton: OK, I get it. You're difficult to impress. You've got finer tastes
than most, yeah?

Beruka: ...

Keaton: Nothing? Not even a "yes" or a "no"?

Beruka: No.

Keaton: Grrr. What's your problem?!

Beruka: You're being too friendly.

Keaton: What? What's wrong with that?! Being friendly is good! Besides, it's
not like I'm bothering anybody with it.

Beruka: Wrong. You are bothering me. Now leave.

Keaton: Haha, I get it. You're joking. Good one, Miss Assassin Lady!

Beruka: ...
(Beruka leaves)

Keaton: Beruka? Hey! Wait up! I've got more treasures to show you!
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Beruka B

Keaton: Beruka!

Beruka: Bother.

Keaton: Huh?! I haven't even said anything!

Beruka: You don't need to. Your very face is aggravating.

Keaton: Yeesh! Can't you at least try to be civil?

Beruka: No.

Keaton: Man, you're grumpy. Why is that? Was it something you ate? Something
you eat every day, perhaps?

Beruka: Yes.

Keaton: Whoa, really?!

Beruka: No.

Keaton: Well then what is it? Why are you such a jerk?

Beruka: We have lived different lives. That is all.

Keaton: OK. So how have you lived, then?

Beruka: I killed to earn money. I spent money to survive. I survived to kill
again.

Keaton: Well, that's not so different from me!

Beruka: What?

Keaton: I live off my prey too, after all.

Beruka: I killed people. Not game.

Keaton: Same here. Lots of 'em. Especially human hunters. Nobody poaches MY
people.

Beruka: Still. We are different.

Keaton: How so? I don't see it.

Beruka: I have lived my life alone. Without a single family member or friend.
As I understand it, you did not.

Keaton: Yeah, I guess you got me there. But on the other hand, you're not
alone anymore, right?

Beruka: ...
(Beruka leaves)

Keaton: Hey, Beruka! Where are you going?
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Beruka A

Keaton: Oh! A Beruka sighting!

Beruka: Keaton.

Keaton: Um... not going to say anything mean to me today?

Beruka: Why do you want to talk to me all the time?

Keaton: I dunno. Maybe I just keep running into you?

Beruka: Heh.

Keaton: Whoa! Your mouth CAN do that! Guess I owe Avatar some gold.

Beruka: You've no business with me, and yet you still seek me out. To talk. </pre><pre id="faqspan-12">
This place is strange. I'd never met people like this before I came here.

Keaton: Really?

Beruka: Yes. And there are so many of you. All so... friendly.

Keaton: Yeah, I guess this place attracts a lot of friendly types.

Beruka: I don't understand it. How do people talk to each other? How do they
know what expressions to make or what to talk about?

Keaton: You're thinking too much! You just gotta go with the flow when you
talk to someone!

Beruka: Heh. You have a point. It's not as though you ever say anything
interesting, and yet the others like you.

Keaton: Hey! I have lots of deep thoughts! I could say interesting stuff all
the time! I just choose not to.

Beruka: I don't think I will ever get used to this sort of environment.
But... it is nice.

Keaton: Soooo does this mean I can keep talking to you whenever I want?

Beruka: ... Yes. I think I would be all right with that, Keaton. But do try
to talk about something of substance next time.

Keaton: Haha, I will! I promise.

Beruka: Good. I... look forward to it.
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Beruka S

Keaton: Hey, Beruka! How are things?

Beruka: Good. I have sustained no wounds of late. You seem happy as well,
Keaton.

Keaton: You betcha! I just ate!

Beruka: Haha. You have such a simple soul, wolfskin.

Keaton: I sure hope that's a compliment... Um, anyway, there's something I'd
like to give you.

Beruka: Oh? What is it?

Keaton: I know this is sort of sudden, but please, don't freak out. Here.
Will you take it?

Beruka: A... ring?

Keaton: Yep! I think it matches your outfit perfectly!

Beruka: It's pink.

Keaton: Yeah... don't you like it?

Beruka: No. And I am confused. What are your intentions in giving me this
ring?

Keaton: Why else would a man give a woman a ring? I mean, if you want me to
say it, I guess I can... I'd like to have your hand in marriage, Beruka! I
want to spend forever and ever and ever with you!

Beruka: ...

Keaton: Do you not want to?

Beruka: You want to marry me?

Keaton: Yeah. How many times do I have to say it?

Beruka: Even knowing what I am? Knowing that I would kill anyone, if ordered?

Keaton: Yeah, I know.

Beruka: Even if the target is someone I know. Even if it's someone I'm close
to. Someone I love.

Keaton: Gotcha. Loud and clear. I'm not too worried about it.

Beruka: But-

Keaton: Beruka, I love you. Whatever you're worried will happen doesn't
matter to me. The only thing that matters to me is that we're together.

Beruka: Keaton...

Keaton: I want to spend my life with you. I don't care about anything else.
We'll deal with the future as it comes.

Beruka: ...

Keaton: So... will you marry me?

Beruka: ... Yes. I will.

Keaton: Awoooooo! Thank you, Beruka. You've made me the happiest person
alive! ... Oh. Wait. Were you saying you'd kill me if you were ordered to?
Because that would be awkward! Uh... Beruka? Hey, Beruka! You didn't mean
that, right? Right?!
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A8. Peri C

Peri: Hey! Hey, Keaton! Where are you going?

Keaton: Oh, hello, Peri. I was just on my way to go hunting.

Peri: Ooh, me too! I wanna come!

Keaton: Really? You?

Peri: Well, you know me... I looooove killing! But I haven't been able to get
much in lately. I'm itching for some bloodshed!

Keaton: The thing is...

Peri: What? Is there a problem?

Keaton: I'm not going out to hunt for sport. This is for provisions. So I
don't know if you're a good fit to come along.

Peri: *sob* Why won't you let me do what I want?! I don't understand!

Keaton: I'm sorry, but I can't take you hunting.

Peri: Fine, you meanie! See if I care!

Keaton: *sigh*
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Peri B

Peri: Mrrrhmmhrrrmrm...

Keaton: Are you still mad about what I said the other day?

Peri: Why?! Why wouldn't you take me hunting?

Keaton: Look...

Peri: I want to kill lots and lots of animals! That's what hunting is, right?

Keaton: Hunting isn't an indiscriminate forest murder spree. I only kill what
I need.

Peri: But you DO kill SOME things, right? I want to kill things tooooo!

Keaton: Do you intend to eat what you kill?

Peri: Eat it? Like, their meaty parts? I'm not really that hungry...

Keaton: Then you don't need to be hunting.

Peri: Whyyyyyyy nooooooot? I wanna go hunting nooooooow!

Keaton: You have no business hunting if you're not going to eat your prey.

Peri: *sob* Keaton's mad at me again!

Keaton: OK, let me see if I can explain this better... You've heard me talk
about "hunting" our enemies too, right?

Peri: Yeah! You always wish people "happy hunting" before a battle!

Keaton: Right. So that's one sense of the word. But going to the mountains
for game is a different kind of "hunting" entirely.

Peri: I don't get it... What's the difference?

Keaton: Well, it's hard to explain. Hunting to survive is... sacred, you
know? If your only reason for hunting is to see something bleed to death...
that doesn't cut it. You can't go out and kill for the sake of killing.

Peri: *sniffle* Fine... you don't want me to hunt... I give up.

Keaton: So you understand? Good, good.

Peri: Instead, I'll just slaughter everyone in the village!

Keaton: B-bad idea! You don't want to do that! Peri, wait!
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Peri A

Peri: Hey, Keaton.

Keaton: Peri? Do you need something?

Peri: You like hunting, riiiight?

Keaton: I LOVE hunting! Every fiber of my being trembles with excitement when
I pounce at my prey.

Peri: But you won't kill more than you need to?

Keaton: Well, not quite. To be precise, I won't kill any more of my fellow
beasts than I need to.

Peri: Just beasts? What about people?

Keaton: ... There, you and I are not that different.

Peri: Like how?

Keaton: I like blood, too. I'm fascinated by the sight of blood spurting from
my prey. For this, it doesn't matter if I'm hunting man or beast. Either way,
I get a thrill to see the blood of prey I've downed with my own claws.

Peri: That's just how I feel!

Keaton: Still, I won't slay a beast for sport. Hmm... I guess I'm just more
beast than man.

Peri: And that's why you didn't want me to go hunting with you?

Keaton: Yeah. I hate to see a fellow beast die without good reason.

Peri: Well, OK then! Let's go hunt some people together! Right now!

Keaton: That's a tempting thought. But if we're going hunting, let's hunt the
enemy. We probably shouldn't revel in the blood of our allies...

Peri: Whaaat? You want me to wait until our next fight...?!

Keaton: Eh. We get in fights all the time.

Peri: Good point! OK, I won't kill anybody until then.

Keaton: Haha! We can sharpen our claws while we wait!
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Peri S

Keaton: You really love killing, huh, Peri?

Peri: Yep! More than anything! You like it too, right?

Keaton: Yeah. I think what I like best is the color of blood. No one else
really gets it.

Peri: Absolutely! They don't understand! Murder is good, clean fun!

Keaton: Yeah! Though I think you go a little overboard with it.

Peri: I do?

Keaton: I'm at least a little picky about who I kill.

Peri: How do you choose?

Keaton: Well, any enemies are fair game. Or anyone who comes to take my pelt.

Peri: Reeeeally? Because I know your secret.

Keaton: Wh-what secret?

Peri: You scope out your allies' weak points!

Keaton: That's, uh... it's just instinct! I wonder sometimes what their blood
might look like. I've never thought about how to kill anyone I'm really close
to!

Peri: Ooh, just like me!

Keaton: So... would you say we're pretty much alike?

Peri: Yeah! I'd agree with that!

Keaton: So, um... What do you say we get together?

Peri: Get together? What does that mean?

Keaton: I mean... will you be my mate?

Peri: Like... get married?

Keaton: I think we would be pretty good together.

Peri: Hmm...

Keaton: You don't have to if you don't want to!

Peri: Oh, I do, though! I want to be your bride.

Keaton: R-really?!

Peri: You're the only one who really GETS me! Even after we're married, you
won't tell me to cut it out with the killing!

Keaton: Well... I won't tell you to stop entirely. I might ask you to be a
bit choosier.

Peri: It's a deal! I'll marry you!

Keaton: Hooray! And I know just where to go on our honeymoon-hunting in the
mountains!
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A8. Charlotte C

Charlotte: Keaton! Oh, Keeeeeaaaaaton!

Keaton: Hm? Oh. Hi there, Charlotte.

Charlotte: Keaton, I... um... I made you lunch.

Keaton: Really? Why would you do that?

Charlotte: No reason at all! You haven't eaten yet, have you?

Keaton: Actually, your timing is great. I was just thinking about getting
something.

Charlotte: Really? I'm glad to know I helped!

Keaton: Lemme see... *chomp... chomp... chomp... * Oh, wow! This is good!
Like, really good!

Charlotte: You're enjoying it? Yay!

Keaton: It's delicious! Thanks a bunch, Charlotte.

Charlotte: Oh, Keaton... I also wanted to ask you a question, if you don't
mind... I've heard rumors that you've got quite a collection of nice
treasures.

Keaton: Yup, I sure do! A ton of treasure, actually!

Charlotte: Oh, that sounds marvelous! I only wish that I could see some of
it.

Keaton: You wanna check it out? I don't mind if you do. Just come by
sometime!

Charlotte: You're too kind! I'll stop by later, then.

Keaton: OK!
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Charlotte B

Keaton: Well, here it is! What do you think? I'm really proud of the stuff
over there.

Charlotte: ...

Keaton: Shocking, I know! I've worked hard to collect all these cool things!

Charlotte: What... What is all this junk?

Keaton: Junk? What? This is my treasure. You said you wanted to see it!

Charlotte: Dead bugs, rotten leaves, smelly dried fish bones...

Keaton: I know! Aren't they great?!

Charlotte: Tell me, Keaton: I need a belt and a wallet. Which would you
rather be?

Keaton: What?! Charlotte, what are you saying? Oh... What is that look in
your eyes...

Charlotte: Who... in their RIGHT MIND... would ever, ever call any of this
junk treasure?! This is just random things you'd pick up off the ground!

Keaton: Charlotte... You're scaring me!

Charlotte: I'd better be! What kind of a... Oh, shoot! Please forgive me...
That was just a little outburst...

Keaton: Outburst? I thought you were going to take my head off...

Charlotte: Teehee, don't be silly! Just forget I said anything at all.
Anyway, where are the real treasures? Things that are shiny and bright!

Keaton: Oh! That's the kind of thing you wanted to see. I get it now! I've
got those things hidden somewhere else; I'll have to bring them by sometime.

Charlotte: That would be wonderful. I'd be ever so grateful to you if you
did. Just... If something like today happens again... It's possible I'll have
another outburst. A very violent one, if you get my drift.
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Charlotte A

Keaton: Look at them sparkle! Isn't it just wonderful to see?

Charlotte: ...

Keaton: This is the kind of treasure you were hoping for, isn't it?

Charlotte: ...

Keaton: You're not saying anything, Charlotte. Are you captivated by the
amazingness? Charlotte? Say something, Charlotte...

Charlotte: Oh, they sparkle all right. A busted marble, a shard from a
mirror, crumpled gold paper...

Keaton: Hahaha! I knew you'd like them!

Charlotte: LIKE HELL I DO!

Keaton: Gah!

Charlotte: The only thing about this that's impressive is that you found this
much trash! I don't want to see things that reflect light! I want to see
valuables! GOLD! SILVER! Things with real value! Oh no... Is it possible that
you don't actually have anything like that? Was I that wrong about your
treasure?

Keaton: Why would I have those things? They aren't at all interesting.
Whereas this mirror... Look how the light bounces off it and onto the wall
over there! This is real treasure!

Charlotte: *sigh* I am so done here. I thought you might have something of
actual value, but... this is just a mountain of trash.

Keaton: Well, that just means more for me, then!

Charlotte: I don't even know what to say.

Keaton: Oh, Charlotte... You know that lunch you made for me the other day?
Do you think you could make me another great meal? It was really super
delicious!

Charlotte: Heehee... I appreciate the compliment, but I see no reason to make
another one. I'd hoped your treasure would be amazing, but it's not worth the
effort.

Keaton: What?! But... but the food was so good! Please tell me you're going
to make that for me again! Please?

Charlotte: *grumble* Even though your treasures are worthless, you did keep
your promise to show me. All right, fine. I'll make you that lunch just this
once. Consider it a special treat.

Keaton: You mean it?! Yay!
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Charlotte S

Keaton: Hey there, Charlotte.

Charlotte: Oh! Hi, Keaton.

Keaton: I had a question for you... Hypothetically speaking... would it be
absolutely a requirement that a man have gold in order to marry you?

Charlotte: Hmmm. Well, I'd much rather he had it than didn't.

Keaton: Oh...

Charlotte: If you have money, you don't have to worry about much else, after
all.

Keaton: I see...

Charlotte: Why do you ask?

Keaton: Um... No reason. ... What if he were a good hunter? Would that make
up for it?

Charlotte: Excuse me?

Keaton: If you were married to a good hunter, you'd never have to worry about
going hungry!

Charlotte: Heehee. I suppose that's true.

Keaton: And animal pelts can be used to make really nice clothes! Food and
clothing are really important; a good hunter would be perfect, really.

Charlotte: Keaton, are you trying to say something?

Keaton: I'm a really good hunter-better than everyone back home! So... you
would be in good hands if we were together!

Charlotte: Oh, Keaton...

Keaton: I'd make sure you'd never want for anything!

Charlotte: Hmm... What should I do...

Keaton: Charlotte, if you don't like me, just tell me outright. I'd
understand, really. I know I don't have gold and can't give you fancy
things...

Charlotte: Well, my dreams have always included a lot of money in my
future...

Keaton: Really? Ugh... Then I guess that means...

Charlotte: But you know... I think that I could find happiness without a ton
of money, too...

Keaton: Does that mean... Are you saying yes?!

Charlotte: Heehee, yes, Keaton. That is what I'm saying.

Keaton: R-really?! WAOOOOOOO!

Charlotte: Heeheehee. I think the two of us will be very happy together.
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B. Neutral Party Lover Supports

Jakob!

B1. Azura C

B1. Azura C

Azura: You are the ocean's gray waves... ?

Jakob: What a lovely melody, milady.

Azura: Thank you, Jakob. My mother taught me that song. It always reminds me
of her.

Jakob: Ah. That explains why you looked so happy just now. They must be
lovely memories.

Azura: They are. That's all I have left of her now... memories and songs.

Jakob: At least you have that. I cannot even recall what my mother looked
like.

Azura: Jakob, I'm so sorry. That's terrible.

Jakob: I'm afraid it is, but don't worry yourself on my account. The world is
full of orphans. Still, it would have been nice to have learned a few songs.
Please, excuse me.
(Jakob leaves)

Azura: Goodness, I had no idea. If I'd known, I would've chosen my words more
carefully.
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Azura B

Azura: Jakob, I know this is personal, but I'd like to hear more about your
childhood.

Jakob: Hmm. What I said the other day must have bothered you.

Azura: I know I shouldn't pry. I just can't imagine not knowing my own
mother!

Jakob: Well, I'm afraid I must begin by apologizing to you, milady. I lied.
In truth, I remember both of my parents, although I often wish I could forget
them.

Azura: What?

Jakob: You see, they chose to forget me. They left me on the doorstep of
Castle Krakenburg.

Azura: They abandoned you?

Jakob: My parents were well off, but cold. They cared neither for each other
nor for me. I cannot recall a single happy memory from that time. One day,
they handed me over to be a servant at the castle. That was the end.

Azura: How terrible. I am so sorry, Jakob. I didn't mean to bring up
something so painful.

Jakob: Ah, it is nothing. Don't worry about it, Lady Azura. It's all in the
past.

Azura: I don't think I'd be able to forget so easily. You're very brave,
Jakob.

Jakob: Nonsense, milady. Now if you'll excuse me. Lord/Lady Avatar will be
wanting tea...
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Azura A

Azura: Yet the waters ever change... ?

Jakob: I doubt I could ever tire of hearing you sing, milady.

Azura: Jakob, you are just the person I wanted to see. I still feel terrible
about the other day. I should have known better than to pry into someone's
past.

Jakob: There's no need to apologize. I can assure you... I wasn't bothered in
the slightest. In fact, I should be thanking you. You made me realize how
grateful I am to my parents.

Azura: Grateful?!

Jakob: Just imagine! If I had not been abandoned, I would not be serving
Lord/Lady Avatar.

Azura: I suppose that's a good point.

Jakob: When I first arrived at the castle, I was a terrible servant. The
others hated me for it! My noble upbringing had not prepared me for a life of
chores and errands. I was unable to complete a single task to their
standards. I only got in the way.

Azura: Really? That's hard to believe. No one is more competent than you now.

Jakob: That was not always so. Things got so bad, they were finally going to
dismiss me. Just as I was about to be turned out into the streets, someone
called for me.

Azura: Let me guess...

Jakob: Yes, it was Lord/Lady Avatar. He/She was looking for someone to chat
with. I desperately wanted to stay and earn a place by his/her side... So I
studied night and day to become a proper butler. And here we are.

Azura: I was impressed with you before I ever heard your story, but now, I'm
inspired! Avatar is so lucky. I can't think of anyone more loyal than you.

Jakob: I am loyal to you as well, milady.

Azura: Thank you. That means a lot.
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Azura S

Azura: The path is yours to cliiimb... ? Oh! Jakob, is that you? I didn't
realize anyone was there.

Jakob: Pardon me, milady. I meant to announce myself, but I was entranced by
the music. Your singing gives me such peace.

Azura: Aww. Thank you. I'm so happy that you can relax around me.

Jakob: Indeed, I can. With you, I feel at ease. I am not sure if you realize
how rare that is. I've shared more of myself with you over the past few days
than with anyone else.

Azura: I'm touched that you've trusted me with your story. We've both been
through a lot.

Jakob: Yes. That's true. I am certain that is part of it. However, there is
something else...

Azura: What's that?

Jakob: I've fallen in love with you, Lady Azura.

Azura: Oh, my.

Jakob: I know you are a princess and far above my station, but my feelings
are so strong... I could not keep them to myself any longer. Excuse me. I
will not trouble you further.

Azura: Jakob! Wait!

Jakob: Yes, milady?

Azura: There are so many details of our stories that I wish had turned out
differently... But I would go through that pain again and again as long as it
brought me here to you. Let's finish our stories together.

Jakob: Do you mean that?

Azura: Yes! You helped me appreciate the happy memories I already have... And
you've given me the desire to create more. I'd like them to be with you.
(Jakob falls)
Azura: ... Jakob?! Are you all right?! I think he fainted!
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B1. Felicia C

Jakob: Too slow! Much too slow, Felicia! You can't afford to be so careful.
The tea is going cold!

Felicia: Ahhh... I'm sorry, Jakob. OK, I've set all the snacks on the table.
All that's left is... Oh nooooo!
(Dish breaks)

Jakob: I'm impressed, Felicia. Impressed with how you serving snacks resulted
in an overturned table.

Felicia: I'm sorry!

Jakob: All you have to do is pour tea and present the snacks. Is it really
that hard?

Felicia: I just... I got flustered and tried to hurry...

Jakob: *sigh* Never mind. I'll prepare everything.

Felicia: Please, Jakob... Let me at least help.

Jakob: Your help will only slow me down. Please just stand over there and
watch.

Felicia: ... Understood.
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Felicia B

Felicia: That looks like enough snacks...

Jakob: Felicia? Why are you preparing a snack tray?

Felicia: Jakob?! I didn't see you there. Um... I was just practicing. I want
to be as good as you are at this... I thought that practicing whenever I
could might help me improve.

Jakob: That is unlikely.

Felicia: What...? Why would you say something so horrible to me?

Jakob: It's the truth. Practicing without feedback or instruction will not
take you far. Gunter taught me everything I know. It was hellish, but I
learned well. If not for him, I'd burn water and spill snacks left and right.

Felicia: You and Gunter are both very strict in teaching me, though... Won't
that help me learn the skills I need?

Jakob: That's true, we are quite strict. You may finally learn... I'd say...
maybe 50 years from now.

Felicia: In 50 years?! That's so much time...

Jakob: Felicia, this is really important: Can you tell the difference between
good and bad tea?

Felicia: W-well...

Jakob: Come now; tea is a very subtle drink. To make it well, you have to be
able to determine what good and bad tea is.

Felicia: I'll be perfectly honest. I... can't.

Jakob: I am not surprised. This is at the core of why you always make such
incredibly unpleasant tea.

Felicia: But... Jakob, please teach me! I want to learn how to make wonderful
tea!

Jakob: I suppose I have no choice but to mentor you now.

Felicia: R-really?

Jakob: We'll begin right away. Pour me a cup of your best attempt at tea.

Felicia: O-OK! I'll do my best!
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Felicia A

Felicia: Jakob? Jaaaakoooob!

Jakob: What's with all the noise, Felicia?

Felicia: I... um... made you some tea to try. Here!

Jakob: This is your doing?

Felicia: Indeed. All by myself. Stop stalling and try a sip before it cools
down.

Jakob: If you insist. ...

Felicia: Well? What do you think?

Jakob: It's... surprisingly good.

Felicia: Aha! I knew it! I knew I could do it!

Jakob: I don't know what to say. I did not think you even remotely capable of
this.

Felicia: I'm just as surprised as you are!

Jakob: Seconds, please.

Felicia: What?! I'm sorry, Jakob, I don't think I quite heard you correctly
there...

Jakob: I would like a second cup, please.

Felicia: Of course! Oh, but I only made that one cup... I'll have to make
more. Please give me a little time.
(Time passes)

Felicia: Almost done!

Jakob: You're taking so long... I could have done several things in this
amount of time.

Felicia: Heehee, my apologies. I just wanted to make sure I got it right.
It's all thanks to you that I can do this. You never gave up and kept guiding
me in the right direction. I really am grateful to you.

Jakob: OK. You're welcome. Whatever. Pour the tea.

Felicia: Oh! Of course. Here you go. Drink up!

Jakob: Oh geez. Ew, that's awful.

Felicia: What?! But how...

Jakob: Apparently the tea you created before was merely a fluke.

Felicia: Awww...

Jakob: You clearly need training. Clearly I am going to have to be even
stricter.

Felicia: I suppose so...
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Felicia S

Felicia: Ohh no no no no no!
(Dish breaks)

Jakob: Really, Felicia? Again?

Felicia: I-I'm sorry, Jakob! I lose my balance and...

Jakob: I am beginning to think there is no cure for how clumsy you are.

Felicia: Urgh... I'm really sorry...

Jakob: I've never felt so powerless as a mentor. I wish I could do more to
teach you.

Felicia: It's not your fault!

Jakob: No, it is. And it's about time I accept that and act accordingly.

Felicia: You don't mean... Are you quitting as my mentor? You can't do that!
Please don't abandon me!

Jakob: I didn't say anything about quitting. I just said I had to act
accordingly.

Felicia: I don't know what you mean...

Jakob: Felicia, I think the only solution is for me to stay by your side for
as long as I can. I will spend the rest of my life mentoring you.

Felicia: Together... for life? I'll definitely have time to improve, then.
I'm glad!

Jakob: I suppose then we will need to get married, as well. If I am to remain
with you forever.

Felicia: What?! I don't want you to marry me out of obligation. It's only
mentoring... Without real love, it's not a true marriage at all, really...

Jakob: Again, you are putting words in my mouth. This isn't out of obligation
at all. Do you understand? I want to do this. Felicia, I love you.

Felicia: Jakob... Were you only pretending that my tea was awful all along?
Was that actually an excuse to spend more time with me?

Jakob: Gods, no. Your tea is truly a nightmare. But... I think that together
we can wake from it.
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B1. Mozu C

Mozu: *sob*

Jakob: Mozu? Are you all right?

Mozu: Y-yes. I'm fine. I just had a dream about my hometown. Before the
Faceless came. I saw them all. I talked to them. My family, my friends, all
the townspeople. Then I woke up. And it's like they were taken from me a
second time... WHY?! Why did it have to happen to them? What did any of them
DO?!

Jakob: Mozu... I'm so sorry. But crying won't bring them back.

Mozu: I know that. I do, but- *sob* I... I can't help it...

Jakob: Hm. In that case... I suppose you should cry as long as you need. One
day, you will find you have been emptied of tears. And on that day, you'll
have the strength to move on. But no sooner.

Mozu: I-I hope so. *sob*
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Mozu B

Mozu: *sob*

Jakob: Mozu? Thinking of your hometown again?

Mozu: Y-yeah. I don't want you to get the wrong impression, though. I'm not
always crying. I just keep remembering it by accident. Little things keep
setting me off. Like just now I saw a soldier who reminded me of one of the
boys back home. He was so sweet... He helped us out that time my ma got sick.
I'll never forget it.

Jakob: I see. I'm almost jealous of you.

Mozu: Jealous? Of me? How can you say that?!

Jakob: I do not suffer as you do, from having lost something precious.
Because there is no part of my past that I can recall with fondness.

Mozu: Huh?

Jakob: I was given over to the palace at a young age. I never saw my parents
again. "Given over" is perhaps a euphemism. I was thrown away at the first
opportunity. I have no good memories of my parents. They were cruel beyond
measure. Nor did they live in anything resembling a loving community.

Mozu: Jakob...

Jakob: If I hadn't met Lord/Lady Avatar, I believe my life would still be a
perpetual torment.

Mozu: I'm sorry...

Jakob: Yes. So I think you are, in some ways, blessed. You have good memories
of your village. And no one can take that from you.

Mozu: You're right. I should be more grateful for the things I do have. Thank
you, Jakob. I feel a little better now.
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Mozu A

Mozu: Haaa! Yaaaaa!

Jakob: Mozu? Are you training?

Mozu: Yep! That's right. I wanna be stronger, so I can help protect everyone
else!

Jakob: Oh? You seem a changed person. Are you through with your crying now?

Mozu: No. I still cry sometimes. But I know I can't cry forever. I need to
keep living my life. And to fight. For the sake of everyone I've lost.

Jakob: Oh? Are you sure you're not going to start crying right now?

Mozu: Hey! Don't be cruel! It's too late for that... I already know you're a
good man.

Jakob: Oh? You think you know me, then?

Mozu: Yeah. I reckon I do. You're always talking to me when I'm crying. And I
know you've been watching out for me this whole time.

Jakob: I just happened to be around. Don't get the wrong idea.

Mozu: Ahaha! You're not the honest type, are you?

Jakob: Tsk. How frustrating you country folk can be sometimes. Barbarians,
all.

Mozu: Thank you. For caring about me. And helping me. I'll keep trying to be
useful to everyone here. You just keep watching out for me, OK, Jakob? I
could still use the help.

Jakob: Hmph! Perhaps. If I feel like it.
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Mozu S

Jakob: Mozu. Would you help me with something?

Mozu: Help you? With what?

Jakob: Do you remember what I told you before about my childhood? That I
didn't have any memories worth cherishing?

Mozu: Yes, I remember.

Jakob: I was hoping that you would help me to make new memories. Good
memories.

Mozu: Aw, I'd be glad to. Did you have any particular types of memories in
mind?

Jakob: Yes, actually. What I mean is... I want you to share in my life with
me.

Mozu: Jakob, do you mean...?

Jakob: So what do you say? Will you help me?

Mozu: I would love to help you. But first, could you tell me-exactly-what you
mean?

Jakob: I am offering myself to you, Mozu. I want to be yours. When I'm with
you, I feel more at ease than at any other time. So, please, will you marry
me?

Mozu: Are you sure? Wouldn't you prefer a wife who was more... sophisticated?

Jakob: Mozu, please, you mustn't think that way. You are the most exquisite
lady I know.

Mozu: Th-then yes! I'll be yours. I love you, Jakob.

Jakob: Truly? Oh, Mozu! I love you too! May we be together to the end of our
days!

Mozu: Teehee. I hope we are too!
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B1. Elise C

Elise: Jakob! Hi!

Jakob: Milady. I'm glad to see you're in such high spirits today.

Elise: Thanks! Say, do you have some time to play with me?

Jakob: Play what?

Elise: Hide-and-seek, of course!

Jakob: ... I must admit, I'm a bit surprised to hear you suggest a game like
that. I thought you had long outgrown such childish pastimes.

Elise: Well, sometimes it's good to get in touch with your inner child! Like
now! OK, I'm gonna hide, and you try to find me! Heeheehee. You don't stand a
chance!

Jakob: ...

Elise: Um... You're going to come look for me, aren't you?

Jakob: I'm sorry, milady. I'm afraid I'm far too old for a game like hide-
and-seek.

Elise: Aw, c'mon! Then what WILL you play with me?

Jakob: Hmm... How about a game of chess? Just set up the pieces, and I'll
come join you.

Elise: OK, will do! See ya soon!
(Elise leaves)

Jakob: ... Now that she's gone, perhaps I can finally get some work done.
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Elise B

Elise: Jakob! Wanna play something with me?

Jakob: I would be honored. You know where to find the chessboard, so-

Elise: Oh no! I am NOT falling for that one again! Last time you wanted to
play chess, I got it all set up and you never showed! I waited for you for
hours before I got fed up and just played a game by myself.

Jakob: Truly? Then I bet the practice has made you a better player already.
Perhaps this time you will stand a chance of beating me!

Elise: No! I don't wanna play chess! Let's do something else!

Jakob: I apologize, milady, but I'm afraid I don't know any other games you
might like.

Elise: Then... let's go on a trip! There's a beautiful field of flowers not
far from here.

Jakob: Ah, but I am far too old to be going out to visit flowers. Curse my
aching bones...

Elise: Oh no. You're not getting out of this one! C'mon! Let's GO!

Jakob: *sigh* Very well.
(Time passes)

Elise: So, let's see... I put this one around this, and then I slide the next
one in here?

Jakob: Hm? Is that a wreath?

Elise: Yep! It's been a while since I made one though, so it's not going as
well as I'd hoped.

Jakob: I see. Well, this was fun. I'll be off, then. Duty calls.

Elise: What?! We just got here!

Jakob: You've found a way to entertain yourself without me, so I see no
reason to remain.

Elise: You have to stay!

Jakob: ... As you wish, milady.

Elise: It will only be a sec. I've just got to finish your gift!

Jakob: My gift?

Elise: Yep! Call it a token of appreciation for spending time with me.

Jakob: I see. Then I suppose I'll have to make a garland for you as well,
milady.

Elise: Really? You will?

Jakob: Yes. Though I should warn you, mine will be quite beautiful. It will
likely put your little attempt over there to shame.

Elise: Heehee, no way! I'm just getting started!
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Elise A

Elise: Jakob! Do you have some time to play with me today?

Jakob: I'm sorry, milady. My to-do list is rather full at the moment.

Elise: Then... can I follow you around until you finish your work?

Jakob: Lady Elise... A princess should try to show a bit more consideration
for others' needs.

Elise: Oh. OK. I'm sorry, Jakob.

Jakob: Please don't apologize. It's part of my job to help mold you into a
model princess.

Elise: I guess so... And besides...

Jakob: Something on your mind?

Elise: Well, I know what we're facing. I know I shouldn't waste time playing
around. And I especially shouldn't be wasting anyone else's time. Every day,
people are hurt or killed. There isn't time for us to just relax and have
fun. But I can't help but want to help everyone smile as much as they
possibly can. And sometimes I think if we all played just a little bit more
then maybe it would help. I don't know. It just doesn't seem right when
nobody looks happy.

Jakob: You are the kindest soul I've ever known, milady. ... Very well. We
shall play together.

Elise: Really?! But what about your to-do list?

Jakob: It can wait for the time being. So... how about a game of hide-and-
seek?

Elise: Yaaay! I'll go hide!
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Elise S

Elise: *sigh*

Jakob: Lady Elise, is something the matter?

Elise: Do you think I'm too childish for my age?

Jakob: Oh, unequivocally.

Elise: Jakob! Geez! Would it kill you to pull your punches every now and
then?

Jakob: I merely answered your question honestly. Now, my question to you is:
Why are you worrying about such things?

Elise: I don't know. I want people to see me as more of an adult. I'm not a
kid anymore... *sigh*

Jakob: Temperament and outward appearances aside, you ARE an adult, milady.
Truly, you shouldn't worry about it so. Even I see you as a grown lady now.

Elise: You do?

Jakob: I do. If I didn't, I would not... *ahem* Well... I would not adore you
as I do.

Elise: You? Adore ME? You mean like... you think I'm adorable? Thanks, but I
don't really see what that has to do with being a mature woman.

Jakob: Well, you ARE adorable, but that is not quite what I meant. Please,
allow me to clarify. What I meant to say is that I love you.

Elise: You WHAT?!

Jakob: That said... Milady, would you do me the honor of being mine?

Elise: I-I...

Jakob: Please, Elise. It would make me happier than you could possibly
imagine.

Elise: Oh, Jakob...

Jakob: Well? Do you have an answer for me?

Elise: Of course! I love you too. I've loved you for so long! Let's be
together forever! Jakob... Thanks for seeing me as the adult I am. I wish
more people saw me like that. But if only one person does... I'm glad it's
you. I love you, Jakob!

Jakob: There is no need for thanks. Now, will you join me in the flower
field, my darling? I would like to make a wreath for you to celebrate the
joining of our fates.

Elise: Ooh! Ooh! And then I can make one for you too! Teehee! This is going
to be the best life ever!
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B1. Camilla C

Jakob: Good day, Lady Camilla.

Camilla: Hello, Jakob. How fortunate to run into you like this. I've been
meaning to thank you for all that you do for Avatar.

Jakob: Well, thank you very much. It's nice to know that I'm appreci-

Camilla: However! I would also like to inform you that your services are no
longer needed. You can instead focus your efforts on other members of our
company.

Jakob: Excuse me?

Camilla: Was I not clear enough? I will be providing for Avatar from this
moment forward.

Jakob: My dearest Lady Camilla, you needn't burden yourself with such things.
I am more than capable of providing for Lord/Lady Avatar on my own.

Camilla: Why? So you can keep him/her for yourself? I won't hear of it.

Jakob: No, of course not. Pardon my tone, but what has gotten into you? Have
I done something wrong?

Camilla: Never mind that. Just steer clear of Avatar. Got it?
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Camilla B

Camilla: Jakob, did you launder these clothes for Avatar?

Jakob: Yes, of course. I carefully hand-washed and folded all of his/her
garments. Is there a problem?

Camilla: Yes. I told you that I would be handling this sort of thing for
Avatar.

Jakob: You can't possibly be serious, Lady Camilla. A princess of Nohr,
washing dirty laundry? Surely it would be beneath you.

Camilla: I'm going to say it one more time. I will take care of everything
Avatar needs. All by myself. Got it?

Jakob: I'm sorry, but I've been entrusted with this duty. The decision is
entirely out of my hands, Lady Camilla.

Camilla: Need I remind you? Avatar is my brother/sister! So I call the shots.

Jakob: You may be his/her sister, but Lord/Lady Avatar is my liege. I'm
afraid I can't budge on this.

Camilla: Do you even care about Avatar? Because if you did, you'd realize
that he/she needs his/her sister more than anyone.

Jakob: I know Lord/Lady Avatar well enough to know he/she wouldn't want to
burden you.

Camilla: I command you to listen to me! I will take care of Avatar!

Jakob: My sincerest apologies, but I only take orders from Lord/Lady Avatar.
As such, I will continue to serve Lord/Lady Avatar as I always have. Good
day.

Camilla: This is unbelievable...
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Camilla A

Camilla: Jakob, do you have a moment? I feel I must apologize for the other
day.

Jakob: Apology accepted, Lady Camilla.

Camilla: You're really quite loyal to Avatar, aren't you?

Jakob: Indeed, I am. Lord/Lady Avatar gave me a home when nobody else would.
I will happily serve him/her until my dying day.

Camilla: I thought I was the only one who felt that strongly about Avatar...

Jakob: Certainly not. But I do envy the bond that the two of you share as
siblings.

Camilla: Well. I suppose there's no reason for us to be fighting like this.

Jakob: I agree wholeheartedly.

Camilla: And yet I've been so awful to you. Once again, I must apologize,
Jakob.

Jakob: I should also apologize for my tone. Nobody likes an obsequious
butler.

Camilla: Let's stop competing over Avatar and focus on protecting him/her.

Jakob: Agreed. I will protect him/her even at the cost of my own life.
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Camilla S

Jakob: Ugh...

Camilla: Jakob? What's the matter?

Jakob: Oh, hello, Lady Camilla. I'm so ashamed.

Camilla: Of what? It can't possibly be that bad.

Jakob: Oh, it's bad. For the first time in my life... I feel angry with
Lord/Lady Avatar.

Camilla: Hmm. That is bad. But why?

Jakob: Perhaps angry isn't the right word. I am envious. Envious of his/her
relationship with you.

Camilla: I... I'm not sure I follow.

Jakob: I know this is wrong. But I can't hide my true feelings any longer.

Camilla: What are you even talking about?

Jakob: Don't play coy with me, Lady Camilla. I've seen my passion reflected
in your eyes. Marry me.

Camilla: How... why... what?!

Jakob: Do you deny that you have feelings for me as well?

Camilla: I don't know how you did it, Jakob... But you have read my mind. I
do feel the same way. However, I am a princess, and you are a butler. I'm not
sure this will work.

Jakob: We're two very capable people. We can make anything work, can't we?

Camilla: Ha! Well, I suppose that's true. There's just one thing. A condition
you must abide by if you wish to marry me.

Jakob: Name it.

Camilla: We are at war, Jakob. We face a harsh reality. If at any time you
are forced to choose between me and Avatar... You must choose Avatar without
a second thought.

Jakob: But... You're right. As you wish.

Camilla: There's a good butler...

Jakob: Of course you realize that I must ask the same of you. If it ever
comes down to Lord/Lady Avatar or me...

Camilla: I would protect Avatar, even at the cost of your life.

Jakob: I feel strangely... good... about this arrangement.

Camilla: As do I. Jakob, I will gladly marry you. If there is happiness to be
found in this cruel world, surely we can find it together. Let our mutual
love of Avatar bind us together.

Jakob: Thank you, Lady Camilla.
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B1. Effie C

Jakob: Effie, I beg your pardon, but what are you eating?!

Effie: *munch* *munch* ... Just some cake.

Jakob: I knew it! You do realize I baked that cake especially for Lord/Lady
Avatar!

Effie: You did?! Then you shouldn't leave it out like this! Someone could eat
it by mistake!

Jakob: Would you PLEASE put the rest of the cake down?!

Effie: I don't think you realize how good this tastes after a long workout!
*munch*

Jakob: If you can't reign yourself in, I will have to stop you by force!

Effie: *munch* *munch*

Jakob: Very well, then! GAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Effie: *munch* *munch*

Jakob: Huh?! My attack had no effect on you at all.

Effie: You'll have to try harder than that. Even then, I doubt you can stop
me.

Jakob: Curse you, Effie! Now what am I going to serve at teatime?

Effie: If I were you, I'd make some more of that cake. It was delicious!
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Effie B

Effie: 137... 138... 139!

Jakob: She's lifting enormous water barrels. How ridiculous! No wonder she's
starving.

Effie: Hey, Jakob... Got any more of that cake on you?

Jakob: Of course not! ... And even if I did, I wouldn't give you so much as a
slice!

Effie: Wow... That's really mean.
(Damage dealt)

Jakob: You idiot! Now you've destroyed a perfectly good water barrel!

Effie: ... Oops.

Jakob: If you would stop performing such absurd training exercises-

Effie: Oh, no! I can't stop. People are counting on me! I have to be as
strong as possible! I would do anything to protect my friends... even give up
my own life!

Jakob: That's terrible! How could you be so cruel to your friends?

Effie: ... Cruel?

Jakob: Think of the burden! I certainly wouldn't want you dying on my
account. Then, I would have to spend the rest of my life remembering your
noble sacrifice. Ugh!

Effie: ... Um... OK?
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Effie A

Effie: Hey, Jakob...

Jakob: There is no cake, Effie, so don't even bother...

Effie: Actually, I'm not looking for cake. I just wanted to speak with you.

Jakob: Well, that's a refreshing change.

Effie: You said you'd be angry if I died while trying to protect you...

Jakob: I would. I don't need that kind of guilt in my life.

Effie: But, Jakob, you're one of my friends. If you were in trouble, I
couldn't just look away!

Jakob: I see. Well, I suppose you would have to come to my aid then... and
stay alive.

Effie: Stay alive?

Jakob: I couldn't care less if you protect me or not. I just can't have you
dying on me.

Effie: But how am I supposed to promise that?!

Jakob: You haven't died yet, am I correct? Clearly, whatever you're doing is
working.

Effie: All right. I'll do my best to stay alive.

Jakob: Well, isn't that a relief?! Since that's settled, please excuse me...
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Effie S

Effie: *munch* *munch* This is THE best cake I've ever had!

Jakob: Would you expect anything less? I made it! I used three scoops of
protein powder, just the way you like.

Effie: I feel so special that you would bake a cake for me.

Jakob: Hmph! You're easy. If that's all it takes, I'll bring you one every
day.

Effie: Seriously?! Please. Do that!

Jakob: ... Fine, but I have one condition. You have to marry me.

Effie: Uh, it sounded like you just said...

Jakob: ... Marry me. If you do, I promise to keep you well supplied with
protein-rich foods.

Effie: I'm sorry... Do you really think I would marry you just because you
can bake?

Jakob: Of course not. I have other skills as well. I can iron, mend, polish,
launder, and-

Effie: Stop! All of that may be true, but those are terrible reasons to get
married!

Jakob: They are?

Effie: Jakob, I am not going to marry you for your domestic prowess... I am
going to marry you for your kind heart!

Jakob: Wait... Did you just say you're going to marry me?!

Effie: Yes! You come across a little rude at first, but you are fiercely
loyal to your friends.

Jakob: That is the same quality that drew me to you, Effie. I love you.

Effie: Good. Now that we've settled that, let's talk cake. You'll bake one
EVERY day...?

Jakob: See? I knew you couldn't resist!
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B1. Nyx C

Jakob: Hm.

Nyx: Do you need something?

Jakob: You're Nyx, correct? The woman feared by Hoshidans and Nohrians alike
for her monstrous ways?

Nyx: Hah.

Jakob: I came to see what such evil looks like in person, but... You look
like a harmless young woman.

Nyx: Sorry to disappoint you.

Jakob: Apparently it's true that rumor is more interesting than reality.

Nyx: Perhaps. But then... we've only just met. It might be too soon for you
to see it. Maybe there is a monster lurking beneath this disarming exterior.

Jakob: That would make things more interesting, but I doubt it's true. All I
see is someone who has made use of a-perhaps-undeserved reputation. I see no
monster here.

Nyx: What if I told you that I've looked this same way for decades?

Jakob: You're said to be skilled with magic, so that wouldn't surprise me at
all.

Nyx: You're an interesting fellow.
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Nyx B

Nyx: Jakob.

Jakob: What? Oh, hello, Nyx. You shouldn't be wandering around by yourself,
you know? The enemy could attack at any time.

Nyx: Hahaha. Even after telling you of my power, you insist on treating me
like I'm helpless.

Jakob: It's difficult to see you any other way. Even though I know better.

Nyx: I will forever look like this, though, so you'd best get used to it.

Jakob: ...

Nyx: I have. Just as I've gotten used to people calling me a monster to my
face.

Jakob: Tsk. Who cares what they say?

Nyx: Muahaha. Don't misunderstand me. I could not care less what they say.
It's actually convenient for me if they avoid me.

Jakob: You... like being treated that way? That doesn't make any sense.

Nyx: When I was younger, I did many evil, vile things. I earned the title of
monster. As punishment for my horrible actions, I was cursed with this form
for all my life.

Jakob: ...

Nyx: But after punishment comes atonement. I must atone for the evil things
that I did.

Jakob: Interesting. But what are these sins you are guilty of committing?

Nyx: Hahaha, perhaps some other time.

Jakob: That's fine, I suppose... What are you doing to atone for these
unnamed sins?

Nyx: I refuse to get involved with people, at least no more than in passing.
I believe that cutting all ties with people will help me. If I don't, I risk
waking the monster inside me once more.

Jakob: So... really you're just punishing yourself on top of your magical
punishment. Jeez, in some ways your young appearance is very appropriate for
you.

Nyx: You may be right about that...

Jakob: You should only cast aside those who won't accept you for who you are.
Avoiding everyone only punishes you further.

Nyx: ...
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Nyx A

Jakob: Hey, Nyx.

Nyx: Jakob. What is it?

Jakob: I still find it difficult to see you as the monster you claim to be.
Even if I ignore this magic spell or curse that keeps you from aging...
Seeing you fighting on the battlefield, supporting your allies against our
enemy... It's impossible to see the monster. So... it actually makes me angry
to see people treat you badly.

Nyx: Heh.

Jakob: What's that? Are you laughing?

Nyx: Of course. I always suspected you were a nice person under that harsh
exterior. Thanks for confirming it.

Jakob: Tsk. D-don't be stupid! I just can't stand to see young people get
picked on.

Nyx: Even if those young people are not so young on the inside?

Jakob: Yes, even then.

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why you can't stand to see people treat me badly, isn't it?

Jakob: ...

Nyx: I appreciate your kind thoughts, Jakob. But you needn't worry about me.
Until the time comes when I can truly forgive myself... I must continue
atoning for what I did.

Jakob: If you ever need any help, just say so.
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Nyx S

Jakob: Nyx, what are your plans when this war has finally come to an end?

Nyx: I'll most likely return to the solitary life I led before. It was
comforting to be alone.

Jakob: To atone for your sins, right?

Nyx: Yes. That's it exactly.

Jakob: How long will you continue to seek atonement?

Nyx: As long as I have to. Maybe the rest of my life. Maybe forever.

Jakob: ... No. No, I won't allow that.

Nyx: Hahaha, what? What say do you have in what I do or don't do?

Jakob: Only as much as it concerns me, but if you spend the rest of your life
alone... I know that I'll never be happy.

Nyx: What do you mean?

Jakob: Jeez, I really have to spell it out for you? I love you!

Nyx: ...

Jakob: I want us to be together.

Nyx: I was right, back when I first met you. You are definitely an
interesting fellow. You are serious, though, right?

Jakob: Of course I'm being serious! What kind of person would joke about
this?

Nyx: In that case... I need to tell you about my sins before we go any
further... In the past-when I was much younger- I killed a lot of innocent
people.

Jakob: ...

Nyx: Magic comes naturally to me, and people where I lived reacted with fear.
No one was able to match my power, and I, filled with all that magic
energy... killed, and killed, and killed again. One of the side effects of
all the power I used was my body ceasing to age. Basically, I'm cursed to
look like this forever.

Jakob: I... see. This is where rumors of you being a monster must have
started, then...

Nyx: Yes. What I did was horrible; I don't think my quest for atonement will
ever end...

Jakob: ...

Nyx: That's why I can't let you-or anyone-into my life. I can't burden you
with that. And I can't risk your life if my power-mad self returns.

Jakob: Nyx... I don't care about your past. I'm fine with you trying to set
it right. And I don't want you giving up your own happiness while you do so.

Nyx: ...

Jakob: Knowing everything you've told me, I still love you. Let me be with
you. Let me help you.

Nyx: Perhaps... Perhaps it would be all right for us to be together.

Jakob: Of course it would. And perhaps with us together, you can find peace
with your past.

Nyx: Thank you, Jakob...
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B1. Selena C

Selena: I'll take this and this and that. Ooh, and that!

Jakob: Hello, Selena. Shopping like a maniac again?

Selena: J-Jakob! What's that supposed to mean?

Jakob: Let's see. How best to put this... What, exactly, are you planning on
doing with all of those pots? Are you going to start a shop? Hm?

Selena: What am I planning to do with them? How should I know?! Isn't that
something you figure out after you've bought them?

Jakob: *sigh* No, Selena. If you do that, you'll just waste all your money.
Do you see the problem here?

Selena: I-I can't help it! They just caught my eye... Besides, it's my money,
so it's none of your business what I buy with it!

Jakob: That's true. You are free to squander your earnings as you please.
But, if I may-how do you plan to carry all of this refuse back with you?

Selena: Oh. I hadn't thought of that. Oh, I see! You came over to offer to
help me carry them!

Jakob: Mm?

Selena: Um... thanks. I guess I should apologize. I thought you were a jerk.
Looks like I underestimated you.

Jakob: No need to thank me. You estimated me perfectly! I'd no intention of
helping you. Though I should have known a fool like you would not have
planned ahead. In fact, I bet you're so incompetent, you'll never get them
all back on your own. Ta-ta!
(Jakob leaves)

Selena: What?! H-hey! Get back here! Ohhhh, I'll show him!
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Selena B

Selena: Jakob, you jerk! I had a terrible day yesterday, and it's all your
fault!

Jakob: Oh? What did I do?

Selena: I had to carry all of those pots home on my own because of you!

Jakob: That isn't my fault. You were the one who chose to buy all those pots.

Selena: S-so?! You didn't even try to help! What kind of monster abandons a
helpless girl to fend for herself?

Jakob: You should have planned better. I never said I would help. Besides,
you're far from helpless.

Selena: How rude-wait, was that a compliment? Didn't you call me incompetent
before?

Jakob: I did, but that was only to rile you up. Spite is the most efficient
fuel in all the world. I wasn't sure if you'd make it without a little to
help you on your way.

Selena: Huh?

Jakob: *sigh* You're a strong woman. Do you disagree?

Selena: No! I am! I am a strong woman! I'm so strong I can't lose to anyone
at anything!

Jakob: Exactly! Your feats on the battlefield are a sight to behold. Your
strength, your speed, your dexterity- all are legendary within the ranks.

Selena: R-really?

Jakob: Yes. That's why I believed you didn't need my help the other day. I
knew you had the strength in you to carry them all on your own.

Selena: I-I guess... Wait! No! That's crap! You just left because you're a
lazy, inconsiderate dastard!

Jakob: Heh. You saw right through me, didn't you? And I was so close...

Selena: I was about to thank you, you farrow- gobbling figsnort!

Jakob: Yes, yes, get it out of your system. I did mean it, however. About
your being strong.

Selena: Hmph! Like I believe that! Although that IS very nice of you to
say...
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Selena A

Selena: Are you knitting?

Jakob: I am. It is but one of many of a butler's duties.

Selena: You're very good at it. I'm almost impressed.

Jakob: Thank you very much! For your kind words, I invite you to admire me or
my work whenever you like!

Selena: I'm not admiring you! Besides, there's nothing to admire. I'm way
better at knitting than you are!

Jakob: Really, Selena? Must you insist on being the best at everything?

Selena: Of course! There's no point in being anything but the best!

Jakob: I don't agree at all. But I suppose such thinking is what motivates
you to work so hard?

Selena: You got it! You can't be the best without putting in the effort!

Jakob: Haha. Nicely put. I don't know whether to call you honest or simple,
but either way it's very Selena-like.

Selena: Wh-what's that supposed to mean? Are you making fun of me again?!

Jakob: Not at all. I'm just impressed.

Selena: R-really? Then... that's fine, I guess.

Jakob: Ah, there we are. I'm done with the knitting. Would you like to take a
look?

Selena: Amazing! You really are very good.

Jakob: That's right-be honest. It's OK to admire me. I can take it.

Selena: I told you, I'm not admiring YOU! It's just... I think those baby
socks are adorable! And you'd better be damn grateful I'll even say that!
Ugh!
(Selena leaves)

Jakob: Heh. What an interesting young woman.
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Selena S

Jakob: Selena! I have good news for you! You want to be the best at
everything, right?

Selena: That's right... What about it?

Jakob: Rejoice. You've done it again.

Selena: Huh? That's good, I guess, but I have no clue what you're talking
about...

Jakob: You don't? Then allow me to tell you.

Selena: Sure. What have I suddenly become the best at?

Jakob: At being loved by me.

Selena: ... Oh my gods, I'm in love with an idiot.

Jakob: I knew it! You feel the same way! Selena, my darling, marry me!

Selena:N-now hold on just a minute there! I'm the best at being loved by you?

Jakob: That is correct. Are you not happy? I thought you loved being the best
at things.

Selena: I do... but I sorta meant I like being the best at, y'know, DOING
things. Not the best at having others feel a certain way about me.

Jakob: I take your point. Then you are the best at being the woman you are.
Which also happens to be the one I love the most! You have taken first place
in my heart, Selena. So... will you marry me?

Selena: Hang on a minute!

Jakob: Y-yes, of course. I apologize.

Selena: What did you mean by the "best"? Are there others you love? Do you
have a second-place love? A third-place one?

Jakob: No. You're the only one for me.

Selena: So you were just forcing that joke, then? Well it was a bad joke. I
want you to try again. To say what you came to say better. No jokes, no
lines.

Jakob: Very well. Selena... I love you.

Selena: Was that so hard? I love you too, Jakob.

Jakob: So... you WILL marry me, then?

Selena: Give it some time, dear. Now come here, and give me a kiss.

Jakob: Y-yes, my love! First kiss, incomiiiing!
(Dish breaks)
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B1. Beruka C

Jakob: Beruka. I hear you used to be a hired killer.

Beruka: Yes. Do you have a problem with that?

Jakob: No, no, quite the opposite. In fact, I have a job for you.

Beruka: Is this a joke? I don't like jokers, Jakob.

Jakob: It's not a joke. I have some killing I want you to do for me. Will you
accept the job?

Beruka: ... I'll hear what you have to say.

Jakob: Lately some pesky insects have found their way into our food stores. I
want you to kill them. Every last one of them.

Beruka: ...

Jakob: So? Will you take the job?

Beruka: I already told you I don't care for jests. Do not push me further.

Jakob: This is no joke! These pests must be eradicated! Why should it matter,
anyway? Killing is killing, whether they're bugs or people. If anything, it
should be even easier for you!

Beruka: This discussion is over. Good day.
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Beruka B

Beruka: ...

Jakob: Beruka, well met. Have you changed your mind?

Beruka: I have not. Even if I wanted to, I do not know how to kill insects.

Jakob: What?

Beruka: I only know how to kill people. It was all I ever needed to know.

Jakob: Heh. You had a pretty unbalanced education then, didn't you? How'd you
manage to grow up without learning how to deal with bugs? Were you raised
under a rock?

Beruka: No. I was raised in a slum. The people who raised me trained me for
one thing, and that alone.

Jakob: I see. Interesting.

Beruka: If you say so.

Jakob: Well, in any case, you can rest easy now. I won't ask you to kill any
more bugs. I guess I've no choice but to do my own chores this week. So much
for delegation. *sigh*

Beruka: You mean this task had already been assigned to you? Then why did you
ask me to do it?

Jakob: Isn't that what all of your jobs were? Something that someone wanted
done but didn't want to do themselves?

Beruka: Heh. A fair point. But please: do not try to pawn your chores off on
me again.

Jakob: As long as you promise not to stick a knife in me for this, it's a
deal!

Beruka: You need not worry on that account. I will only kill you if the money
is good enough. Butlers, however, are rarely important enough to merit that
kind of pay. Good day.

Jakob: ...
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Beruka A

Beruka: ...

Jakob: Would it be so terrible for you to look a bit less hostile now and
then? That dour look of yours makes it difficult for me to maintain my
cheerful demeanor!

Beruka: Your what?

Jakob: I'm not asking you to smile. Just, perhaps, ease up a little on the
glowering?

Beruka: I could say the same to you.

Jakob: What are you talking about? I always wear a pleasant expression on my
face!

Beruka: Heh. You're the only one who thinks that.

Jakob: Hmph. In any case, did you need something?

Beruka: I was scared and thought you could help.

Jakob: Oh? And what does someone as skilled as yourself have to be afraid of?

Beruka: I feel as if I am changing.

Jakob: What do you mean?

Beruka: Until recently, my life followed one pattern, repeated endlessly. I
would take a job and kill my target. Then I would return, eat, and sleep. I
did nothing else. I saw no one else. But here, things are different. I do not
know if I will be able to go back to that life. And if I cannot... I do not
know who-or what-I will have to become.

Jakob: I see. You went from living a solitary life to one very much spent
surrounded by others. And you are concerned because it has changed you in
ways you don't understand.

Beruka: Precisely.

Jakob: Well, that's only natural. I think there is only one question to ask
then. How much value do you find in your old self?

Beruka: What do you mean?

Jakob: What I mean is that you must look back on your life and make a
judgment. If you don't think your old way of life was valuable, you should
rejoice and cast it off. That's all I'm saying. There is no need to fear
change. It can be rejuvenating.

Beruka: Heh. You are right. It might be best that I trust myself to the flow
of things. Thank you, Jakob.

Jakob: No need to thank me. I am always glad to be of service.
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Beruka S

Jakob: Good day, Beruka!

Beruka: Jakob? How are you?

Jakob: Huh? You certainly seem more chipper than normal.

Beruka: I do? I wonder why that would be.

Jakob: Could it be that you're just happy to see me?

Beruka: Hmph.

Jakob: I'm right, aren't I?

Beruka: Well... maybe a little.

Jakob: Heh. I knew it! Well, I am delighted to let you know that I'm happy to
see you too.

Beruka: Oh?

Jakob: Yes! And now I would like to put you in an even better mood. Beruka...
I love you.

Beruka: What?

Jakob: That's odd. You seem angrier, not happier. Maybe I was wrong...

Beruka: That is the worst joke I have ever heard. It is not funny at all.

Jakob: It's not a joke. I'm serious.

Beruka: ...

Jakob: Remember how you told me that being here has changed you?

Beruka: I do.

Jakob: The same goes for me too. As I got to know you, I felt a new emotion
grow in me. It was, as you know now, my love for you.

Beruka: Jakob...

Jakob: Once I realized this, I reflected on my life as it was before I met
you. And I realized it had changed for the better. So I accepted this change,
Beruka. And now, I am asking you... have you felt anything similar change in
your heart?

Beruka: ...

Jakob: Please. Don't be cruel. If you don't love me, you need only say so.

Beruka: Even if I did love you, you must know that I can't change who I am
immediately. I will still have trouble being close with others. And I will
still not be one to smile often. Even so, do you wish to be mine?

Jakob: Of course. We have plenty of time. There's no need to rush change.
Just let me stand next to you. I want to be by your side as you enter your
new life.

Beruka: Well. In that case... In the time we've known each other, you've
helped me more than you could ever know. You have been a friend to me and
accepted me for who I was when so few seem to. Jakob... I love you. I love
you so, so much.

Jakob: And I you, my darling.
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B1. Peri C

Peri: Ah! It's Jakob!

Jakob: Hello, Peri. I didn't think I'd run into you today.

Peri: I'm glad you're here. I'm thiiiirsty! Make me some black tea!

Jakob: Um, no? If you want tea, you'd best go about getting it yourself.

Peri: What?! You can't refuse! You're a butler! All the butlers I've ever run
into do exactly what I say.

Jakob: Perhaps, but I am not your butler; I serve only Lord/Lady Avatar.

Peri: Not fair! Not fair! I don't believe you! Pour me some tea right now!

Jakob: Hrmph. There is no chance of that happening.

Peri: *sob* Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah! If you don't pour me some tea, I'll... I'll...
I'll kill everyone in the area!

Jakob: I don't care in the slightest. If you try and go on a killing spree in
camp, I'm certain you'll be punished. Banishment at the minimum, but probably
execution just to be safe.

Peri: Huh?! But I don't wanna be executed! Killing isn't fun when it's
happening to me!

Jakob: Then I suppose you'll have to abandon your plans for the day. The tea
and the murder.

Peri: Jakob, you meanie!
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Peri B

Peri: Ah, it's Jakob...

Jakob: Hello, Peri.

Peri: Don't come near me. I hate you!

Jakob: Oh my. Really? That's a shame.

Peri: You're always picking on me. And saying mean things... Yeah, I
definitely hate hate hate you!

Jakob: I am getting the vague notion that you dislike me, Peri.

Peri: You're never nice to me! You won't make me tea, and you tell me not to
kill people! Killing people is my favorite pastime!

Jakob: I don't dislike you, Peri.

Peri: ... What? What'd you just say?

Jakob: I actually consider you a very skilled soldier. You've clearly
mastered the art of killing the enemy.

Peri: You... you think so? You aren't just saying that.

Jakob: Of course. I don't indulge in false flattery. When you're tearing a
path of destruction across the battlefield... It's a sight to see.

Peri: Wow... You really think I'm that amazing?

Jakob: If nothing else, you're valuable to Lord/Lady Avatar in battle.

Peri: I was wrong. I love you, Jakob!

Jakob: What? You were just saying you hated me.

Peri: But I love getting compliments! Especially on my killing. You should
give me lots more!

Jakob: Heh. What a peculiar one you are.
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Peri A

Peri: Mhm mhm! This is really delicious!

Jakob: Of course it is. It's my own special recipe, after all.

Peri: Thank you, Jakob!

Jakob: It's no trouble. I had a little extra time today is all.

Peri: I'll cook something for you to show my appreciation!

Jakob: You... Can you cook?

Peri: Of course! I'm actually super amazing at it. People are always
impressed with how well I can slice up the portions. That's because cutting
food and cutting people are basically the same thing!

Jakob: I'm not sure that's entirely true...

Peri: Sure it is! Anyway, I'll make you something extra tasty. Be excited!

Jakob: You're constantly full of surprises, you know that?

Peri: What do you mean?

Jakob: You look like any other ruling-class member, but you fight incredibly
well. Then some people think your only skill is in killing, but you say you
cook well, too... I simply don't know what to make of you.

Peri: I don't think I'm all that strange. I like killing people, I like
cooking... I cry, and I get scared. That's just who I am. None of those
things are all that unique to only me.

Jakob: That's true, I suppose. And all those things are what make you...
well, you. I suppose I just need to accept that my first assumptions about
you were wrong.

Peri: Good idea! Just accept everything about me and don't complain!

Jakob: Heh. I can try.
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Peri S

Peri: Quick! Don't think about it, just tell me what you think!

Jakob: ... It's delicious.

Peri: Hah! Hooray! Jakob actually complimented my cooking!

Jakob: I'm surprised. You weren't kidding about your cooking skills.

Peri: Hehehe! I bet your opinion of me has changed again, now!

Jakob: Indeed. I must recognize your skill both in cooking and in killing.

Peri: Yay! Another compliment! I gotta go write all these down.

Jakob: With cooking this good, you'll make someone quite happy.

Peri: Mhm mhm. I think so too! How about you, Jakob?

Jakob: Wh-what?!

Peri: I think we get along great, and you like my cooking... And you stop me
from killing when I shouldn't be killing! Also, I think I love you. So what
do you think? I know you feel the same!

Jakob: H-how did you... I didn't expect this. But you're right-I've fallen
for you.

Peri: Fallen for me as in you love me? Or that you'd fall over if I asked?

Jakob: That I love you, is what I mean. Even though you kill with almost
reckless abandon, there's a goodness to you. A dangerous goodness, of course.
But... do you want time to think about this?

Peri: Not at all! 'Cause if I end up marrying you... I just know you'll take
good care of me. And you'll do all the cleaning, and all the laundry, and the
sewing... And tea! You'll make tea for me whenever I ask for it. Mmm... Yep,
I definitely don't need to think on this!

Jakob: You know that, if we got married, I'd be your husband, not your
butler, right?

Peri: It's the same thing! And anyway, there are a lot of husbands in the
world who do the housework!

Jakob: You might be right.

Peri: Don't take it the wrong way, though! I love you too, Jakob. I want to
be with you because of that. The housework is just an extra perk! And I'll do
the cooking, of course. You just need to help out with the rest.

Jakob: I see. That's a relief.
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B1. Charlotte C

Charlotte: Oh, Jakob!

Jakob: Ah, hello, Charlotte. Did you need something from me?

Charlotte: Um, I... Well, I was just thinking how I'd love to learn how to
properly make tea... Would you be willing to teach me?

Jakob: I can teach you-it wouldn't be too much trouble.

Charlotte: Truly? It's not an inconvenience, is it?

Jakob: It is what it is, but you learning to brew tea correctly is worth the
trouble.

Charlotte: Oh, thank you so much! Heehee... You really are kind, Jakob. Even
if you act cold all the time.

Jakob: Heh.

Charlotte: Hmmm? Is something the matter?

Jakob: No. Well, actually... I'm not certain how to phrase this... I sense
deceit when I'm around you.

Charlotte: Excuse me? I don't understand...

Jakob: It doesn't matter. I honestly don't care who you are trying to
deceive.

Charlotte: D-deceive, what a terrible... How could you say such a thing?!
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Charlotte B

Charlotte: Why hello there, Jakob.

Jakob: Oh, it's you.

Charlotte: Um, I wanted to talk about our conversation the other day...

Jakob: Ah, yes. You wanted to learn how to properly brew tea, correct?

Charlotte: Yes! Please, teach me all you know! Would it be all right if we
got started right away? It's just the two of us here right now, and we've got
plenty of time.

Jakob: We may as well.

Charlotte: Teehee. I really appreciate it, Jakob.

Jakob: Hmmm? What's that? It looks like a bee flying around your head...

Charlotte: What?! I hate bees!

Jakob: It's right behind you.

Charlotte: I don't see it! Ahhh! Please, Jakob-take care of it!

Jakob: Why don't you deal with it yourself?

Charlotte: I... I can't! I'm scared! Bees terrify me.

Jakob: Like I care.

Charlotte: Please... Oh, would you hurry up and do something, you good-for-
nothing butler! If I get stung, I'll make you suffer!

Jakob: Hah, just as I thought.

Charlotte: Ahhh, um... I mean... Teehee, I was just kidding! Wouldn't it be
awful if I actually said that?

Jakob: Why do you feel the need to act like someone you aren't? You can stop
now-you can't fool me with your little act.

Charlotte: Ugh, it seems that's the case...
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Charlotte A

Jakob: Charlotte.

Charlotte: Jakob... I won't bother pretending around you since you already
know it's an act.

Jakob: It's better that way.

Charlotte: I still can't believe you saw through it. I thought it was
working.

Jakob: It was not. Tell me though, why do you put on such an act? You expend
a lot of energy flattering most of the men you encounter.

Charlotte: Isn't it obvious? I want to be popular and well liked.

Jakob: Heh. That's a pretty simple reason, I guess.

Charlotte: Of course. It makes sense, doesn't it? It's certainly better to be
popular than not. By acting a little alluring, a little helpless, all the men
are suddenly very nice to me.

Jakob: That would seem to work on most men. However, I am immune to it.

Charlotte: I hate to break it to you, but you aren't the first person I've
failed to deceive. It's actually nice to drop the act, though. It can be
really tiring. Sometimes I wonder if it was better when I was just direct and
didn't hide myself. I may look pretty and sweet, but I'm really strong. It
tends to intimidate people, so I hide it.

Jakob: I'm sure. And on top of that... I can appreciate the way you flatter
the men around you, and why you do it.

Charlotte: What? Are you making fun of me?

Jakob: Not at all. You've adapted your skills to the world around you. That
shows real wisdom. There's no need to stop or feel embarrassed.

Charlotte: Heehee... That's a refreshing way of putting it. But it makes
sense. It's another weapon I can use to stay alive in this world.

Jakob: Exactly.

Charlotte: I guess I shouldn't be surprised that someone similar to me would
understand.

Jakob: Similar? What do you mean?

Charlotte: You're exceptionally cold to anyone except your liege, aren't you?
Just like me, you adjust your mood to match the people around you.

Jakob: ... You and I are nothing alike. I'd prefer you not make such
assumptions.
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Charlotte S

Jakob: Charlotte, I need to speak with you about something.

Charlotte: What is it?

Jakob: I would appreciate it if you stopped working to become more popular
among men.

Charlotte: Excuse me? What's this all of the sudden? You were telling me just
the other day that I was smart to make my charm a tool.

Jakob: I realized that I'd be bothered if you were... more than popular...
with another man.

Charlotte: Explain yourself, Jakob.

Jakob: Charlotte, I've fallen in love with you.

Charlotte: What?!

Jakob: I think I could see us living a long, happy life together.

Charlotte: Hang on just a minute! Don't get so carried away. This seems
really sudden...

Jakob: It isn't sudden at all, actually. I told you before that I approved of
how you live. You were right before; we are alike. It makes sense that I
would develop feelings for you. Do you understand?

Charlotte: I... I don't know! You say it isn't sudden, but it seems so to me!

Jakob: It's simple. I fell for you, and I've told you how I feel. That's all.

Charlotte: I-I understand that, but... My head is still spinning...

Jakob: There is nothing more I can tell you. You have to decide now.

Charlotte: Really? You're so pushy...

Jakob: I have to be. I don't believe that any other woman compares to you at
all. If I don't act, another man may come along and earn your affection.

Charlotte: You are actually nice beneath that cold attitude you put on... OK.
But! I have one condition. I'm not going to stop trying to be popular. The
more allies I have, the better. But I swear that you're the only person I
love.

Jakob: Tsk. ... If you must. I suppose I wouldn't be happy if you weren't
happy.
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Kaze!

B2. Azura C

Azura: Hello, Kaze.

Kaze: Milady, are you talking to me? To what do I owe this honor?

Azura: Goodness. You make it sound like I've never spoken to you before!

Kaze: Well, every time we've talked, I've been the one who initiated the
conversation.

Azura: Is that so?

Kaze: Yes. In fact, all of our conversations have been limited to me
delivering messages. But I never took it personally. I know you prefer to
avoid people if you can help it.

Azura: You know how to put it quite plainly, don't you?

Kaze: I am sorry! I didn't mean to be so blunt, milady. How rude of me!

Azura: That's all right. You spoke the truth. I need to ask you a favor.

Kaze: Consider it done. I will grant anything milady requests.

Azura: But I haven't even told you what it is!

Kaze: It is my duty to obey without hesitation. Please, tell me how I may be
of service.

Azura: Why don't you follow me? I'll explain on the way...
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Azura B

Kaze: Milady! About your request from the other day...

Azura: Ah, yes. Did everything go OK?

Kaze: Yes. The carrier pigeon just returned with this message tied to its
foot. Here.

Azura: Oh, thank you! ... It says here that she got the medicine. I hope it
works!

Kaze: You're such a kind person, milady! To be thinking of your nana who is
so far away...

Azura: She looked after me all those years. She was practically like family.
I've been so worried ever since I heard she'd fallen ill.

Kaze: Hopefully the herbs you sent will restore her to full health.

Azura: I hope so too, Kaze. Thank you again for your help. You always go
above and beyond.

Kaze: It was nothing! I am always happy to deliver messages as well as
medicines.

Azura: ... Oh. What's this? There's something else tucked inside the letter.
I wonder-

Kaze: That looks like a flower petal. Haven't I seen that flower before?

Azura: Oh! Yes! *sniff*

Kaze: Milady! Are you crying? Is everything all right?!

Azura: *sob* We used to pick these flowers... *sniff* ... all the time! She
taught me how to make them into flower crowns. *sob*

Kaze: Milady, surely this should make you happy!

Azura: It does. It's just... I'm sorry! I can't believe I sobbed all over
your sleeve. Excuse me...
(Azura leaves)

Kaze: Lady Azura, wait!
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Azura A

Azura: Kaze, I am so embarrassed about the other day. I can't believe I cried
like that.

Kaze: Don't apologize, milady. Your tears showed how deeply you must care for
your nana.

Azura: I have so many happy memories playing with my nana in Hoshido. Anyway,
I am fine now. Please, swear to me you will forget that ever happened!

Kaze: Milady, I am afraid I cannot swear to that.

Azura: What?

Kaze: The image of you crying, clutching at my sleeve, will be burned in my
memory forever. I could not forget even if I tried.

Azura: Kaze, that is not fair! Don't taunt me like that. At least promise not
to tell anyone!

Kaze: Haha! I guess you will have to be extra nice to me in order to keep my
silence. Here. If it will make you feel better, I shall renew my vow of
service to you.

Azura: Fine then. If you insist.

Kaze: Milady, I swear to always protect you and your nana even if it should
cost me my life.

Azura: Goodness, Kaze. That's very chivalrous of you. I've really come to
rely on you.

Kaze: Should you ever need anything, I will be at the ready, awaiting your
command!
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Azura S

Azura: Kaze, do you have a minute?

Kaze: Why yes, milady! I am delighted every time you wish to speak with me. I
look forward to our conversations. They are becoming a regular thing now!

Azura: Yes, they are, but I wish you would stop acting so surprised all the
time!

Kaze: I am not surprised!

Azura: Well, you're blushing! Anyway, there is something I've been meaning to
tell you... I have always felt uncomfortable around the Hoshidan royal
family. I feel like I've been invited to a party, but I'm the only one not
having any fun.

Kaze: Well, they are a boisterous bunch.

Azura: Haha! Yes. Now, when I feel out of place, I glance over to find you by
my side. You give me a little smile, and suddenly, you and I are the only two
people in the room.

Kaze: Well, milady, you may have noticed that I can be shy too. I know how
you feel.

Azura: Kaze, having you near makes me feel at home no matter where I am. I
often feel alone, but when I am with you, I know that I have at least one
friend. I want you to know how much you mean to me.

Kaze: Milady, you are stealing the words right out of my mouth! If it was up
to me, I would never leave your side. I would marry you if I could...

Azura: Kaze, I thought you would never ask.

Kaze: You feel the same way? Really?! Please, will you marry me, Lady Azura?
From this moment on, I promise to love and take care of you... and your nana!

Azura: You are so sweet. My answer is yes, Kaze! Of course I'll marry you!
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B2. Felicia C

Felicia: La la-la la-lee loo-lay ? It's so lovely out, I bet the laundry will
dry in no time! Let's see... I just have to hang up these sheets and I'll be
finished! Eeeek! Where did that wind come from? No! Please wait, Mr.
Sheeeeeet! Aaaaaa- Oh!

Kaze: Felicia. Are you the owner of this sheet?

Felicia: Kaze! You caught it for me! Thank you so much!

Kaze: No need for thanks. I'm just glad I could be of service.

Felicia: Of course! You really helped me out there! Thanks to you, I might
even finish all my chores today without a single mistake!

Kaze: Is... that rare?

Felicia: Er... maybe I shouldn't have said anything. But yes, it is. I'm not
a very good maid. I try not to be a burden, but... I make a lot of mistakes.

Kaze: I see. Well if that's the case, allow me to assist you now and then.

Felicia: Oh, no, that's all right! I couldn't possibly impose on you like
that!

Kaze: Now, now. We're allies. What kind of friend would I be if I didn't lend
a hand?

Felicia: Well, when you put it that way-OK! I'd love to have your help.

Kaze: Perfect. Let's hang up this laundry, then.

Felicia: Er, I already finished that actually.

Kaze: Have you indeed? Well, if you find anything else I can help with,
please come get me. You know where I'll be.
(Kaze leaves)

Felicia: Wow! He just vanished! I wish I could do that! But... I DON'T know
where he'll be... I guess I'll just work alone today...
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Felicia B

Kaze: And with that, it appears we've got all the items on our list.

Felicia: Yeah...

Kaze: Hm? Did we forget to buy something?

Felicia: Huh? Oh, no. I'm just surprised at how smoothly our shopping trip
went.

Kaze: Isn't that a good thing? It means you did well, Felicia.

Felicia: No... I'm pretty sure it's just because you were here with me. And
if you hadn't shown up when you did, I wouldn't even have had my shopping
list.

Kaze: Yes, well, we all lose things now and then. In any event, don't feel
like you owe me anything. I told you I would assist you. Which is why I've
been checking in on you regularly to make sure everything is OK.

Felicia: You have?! So... that explains how the oven turned off before it
started a fire... And how the paint can got switched with the wood varnish...
And how the clothes already seemed ironed when I took them down... Thank you,
Kaze. I'm in your debt.

Kaze: Not at all. I am helping you because I want to. Well, that and- Ehem,
never mind.

Felicia: Huh? That and what?

Kaze: Nothing. A slip of the tongue. Forgive me.

Felicia: Hey! You're hiding something from me, aren't you?!

Kaze: Of course not. I'm just happy to be of service. Is that not enough?

Felicia: You can't fool me!

Kaze: I have no idea what you're talking about. Good day.
(Kaze leaves)

Felicia: Hey! You can't just run away like that! KAZE!
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Felicia A

Felicia: Now, I just need to bring it to a simmer... Oh! But first, a pinch
of salt!

Kaze: ... That is the sugar.

Felicia: Aaack! Kaze!

Kaze: Good evening, Felicia. Always remember to double-check your seasonings.

Felicia: Y-yes, of course. But while you're here, I was hoping you could tell
me something. The other day, you were just about to tell me why you were
helping me, but stopped. What were you going to say?

Kaze: Ah. You remember that.

Felicia: Of course I do! I haven't been able to stop thinking about it! It's
been causing me to mess up my chores even more than usual!

Kaze: Even more? That is a problem... Very well. But I want you to promise me
something. You must never tell Lord/Lady Avatar what I am about to disclose.

Felicia: Lord/Lady Avatar? OK, then. I promise.

Kaze: The truth is... Lord/Lady Avatar asked me to look after you.

Felicia: Wh-what?! So then... he/she doesn't really trust me, does he/she?

Kaze: Well, I wouldn't put it like that. Lord/Lady Avatar cherishes you. I
think that's why he/she came to talk to me. He/She just wanted to make sure
you were OK.

Felicia: I guess you're right. It's just... I only wanted to be helpful, but
it turns out I'm just a burden on the both of you...

Kaze: No. You're a valuable part of the army, Felicia. You shouldn't feel
like a burden. That's what friends are for. So, please, don't beat yourself
up too much over it.

Felicia: OK. Thank you, Kaze. You always know what to say!

Kaze: It's no problem.

Felicia: So... does this mean we're friends? You're not just helping because
you have to?

Kaze: Of course. I said so from the beginning. I enjoy helping you.

Felicia: That's great! I'm so happy to have you as my friend!
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Felicia S

Felicia: Hey... Kaze?

Kaze: Yes, Felicia?

Felicia: I'm always happy for your help, but you seem to be dropping by more
often lately. Sometimes you show up when I'm not having any trouble at all!

Kaze: Do I?

Felicia: You do! Are you just trying to be prepared for when I inevitably do
make a mistake? Because you don't have to! There are whole days I don't make
any mistakes at all!

Kaze: No, you've got the wrong idea.

Felicia: Then what is it?

Kaze: It's because... I like being around you.

Felicia: Huh?

Kaze: Before... I only wanted to help you, as an ally and a friend. But I've
come to realize that now I just want to spend time with you. I want to hear
you laugh, and talk with you, and learn about you... I love you, Felicia.

Felicia: You what me?!

Kaze: Felicia, you're an honest person. You act always with earnestness and
sincerity. And you are kind. You don't resent having devoted your life to
serving others. As I've grown close to you, and come to see who you really
are... I've fallen in love. Will you be with me?

Felicia: Uh... I'm sorry, it's just- This is so unexpected! I'm so happy you
told me this, Kaze...

Kaze: You mean...?!

Felicia: Yes. I am yours.

Kaze: I have not felt such joy in a long time. Thank you, my love. I will
protect you always.

Felicia: And I'll do the same!
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B2. Mozu C

Kaze: Hm? Mozu, what are you doing sitting all alone by the river?

Mozu: Oh, hey there, Kaze. I'm just peeling and washing these potatoes.

Kaze: I see. In that case, would you mind if I helped you?

Mozu: Oh, no, that's OK. Really! This is my job.

Kaze: Nonsense. I've nothing better to do, and I'm really quite good at it. I
promise.

Mozu: What? You are?

Kaze: I am. Here, just give me one of those, and... One, two, three...

Mozu: Gosh, you're fast. It looks like you might even be better than me...

Kaze: I used to cook a lot. Strange as it sounds, it was part of my training
regimen. Oddly enough, my master also had me paint fences and polish armor.
Household chores have a prominent role in Hoshidan martial-arts training.

Mozu: I see... And here I was thinking I must be the best potato peeler in
camp. Tell you the truth, it's a little disheartening to get one-upped like
this...

Kaze: I see. Well... if you'd ever like my help, please don't hesitate to
ask. I'll teach you everything I know about the preparation of root
vegetables.

Mozu: You'd do that for me? Thanks, Kaze! I appreciate it. I'll hold you to
that though, you hear?

Kaze: Yes, of course.
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Mozu B

Mozu: Hmm?

Kaze: Mozu? Is something the matter?

Mozu: Well, I'm peeling these potatoes the way you showed me, but it's not
working...

Kaze: That's all right. If you practice a little while longer, I'm sure
you'll master it. It's not something that can be learned overnight. Just like
combat training.

Mozu: Like combat training?

Kaze: Yes. You build a foundation by practicing every day. You work it into
your muscles. Then, using that foundation, you move on to advanced
techniques. It's the same with cooking. You've got to work on the basics
until they're mastered.

Mozu: Yeah, I guess that makes sense.

Kaze: All it takes is practice. You'll be peeling potatoes like lightning in
no time at all.

Mozu: Yeah! I guess I wasn't so good at cooking when I first started. But I
just kept at it, and now I'm a pretty decent chef. I just gotta treat peeling
potatoes the same way!

Kaze: That's the spirit. I'm glad you're feeling better.

Mozu: I owe it all to you! Thanks, Kaze!

Kaze: It was nothing, Mozu. I am happy to help.
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Mozu A

Mozu: Got a second, Kaze?

Kaze: Of course. What do you need?

Mozu: I feel like I finally got the hang of peeling potatoes like you showed
me. So... how about we have a potato-peeling contest?

Kaze: You want a rematch, eh?

Mozu: Yep! Only reason I wanted to learn in the first place was so I could
beat ya!

Kaze: Very well. I accept.

Mozu: Thanks, Kaze! OK, let's get started, then. Let me just set things up...

Kaze: Certainly.

Mozu: OK... Ready... set... GO!

Kaze: Such power! Such speed! Is this truly the same Mozu?!

Mozu: I'm not gonna lose again! Grrrrrr!

Kaze: Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!!

Mozu: Gah! There! All done!

Kaze: That... was incredible. You are truly a virtuoso potato peeler, Mozu. I
admit defeat.

Mozu: Really? Yahoo! I did it!

Kaze: You're such a hard worker. I can't wait to see how you improve next.
Before long, we'll have a world-renowned chef on our hands.

Mozu: Aw, shucks! No need for flattery now.

Kaze: And you'll no doubt improve in other areas as well. I know it. Anything
you set your mind to, you can achieve.

Mozu: Well... I just want to be stronger.

Kaze: Stronger?

Mozu: Yeah! Out there on the battlefield... I still don't feel like I fit.
I'm barely able to keep up with all y'all.

Kaze: Mozu...

Mozu: But talking to you always cheers me right up! And thanks to you, I know
what to do! I just need to practice the fundamentals, every day, until I'm an
expert fighter!

Kaze: I'll be rooting for you. What's more, I'll train with you. If you'll
allow me.

Mozu: Thanks, Kaze! I'll be counting on you!
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Mozu S

Mozu: Oh! There you are, Kaze!

Kaze: Hello, Mozu. What have you got in that pot?

Mozu: Soup! I made it to thank you for helping me out so much. Would you be
willing to try it right now?

Kaze: Of course. It smells delicious. You came at the perfect time-I'm
famished.

Mozu: Don't get too excited! It's just some potato stew. Not any of that
fancy stuff the royals you're always with are used to eating.

Kaze: An appropriate dish, given all that potato peeling you've been doing.
Hmm... Mozu! This is delicious!

Mozu: Heehee! You like it? I'm right tickled.

Kaze: I love it. It's... relaxing. Something about it reminds me of you. Warm
and comforting. Not too showy, but plenty of character. It's good, strong,
homemade food.

Mozu: Teehee. Thanks!

Kaze: Yes. If I could eat such food every day, I would be the happiest man
alive.

Mozu: If it would make you that happy... I could cook for you every day!

Kaze: Oh, no, I couldn't ask that of you. It would be far too much work.

Mozu: No! Not at all! Maybe if it were for anyone else... but not for you.

Kaze: Mozu...

Mozu: You've been helping me out so much lately! It would kill me to be
unable to repay you! And besides... I... have feelings for you, Kaze. I want
you to be mine.

Kaze: What?! Truly? I don't know what to say. Thank you, Mozu. You've made me
so happy.

Mozu: H-happy? You mean... you feel something for me, too?

Kaze: Yes. You are one of the most honest, hardworking people I have ever
met. I would like nothing more than to remain by your side forevermore. I
love you, Mozu.

Mozu: Oh, Kaze! It's like a dream come true!

Kaze: I feel the same way, my love.
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B2. Elise C

Elise: Oh, hey! Kaze!

Kaze: Greetings, princess. How may I be of service?

Elise: Let's play! Pleeeaaaase?! I am SO BORED.

Kaze: Well, ehem, I suppose I have nothing of great importance to do at the
moment...

Elise: You don't sound very excited... Do you not like me?

Kaze: I like you quite well. Rather, I'm concerned one such as I will make
for a poor playmate.

Elise: Why, because you're all serious and stuff? Phooey! I think we'll make
great friends! One day I'd like to make friends with the whole army. The
horses too! But you're at the top of my list.

Kaze: I am honored, milady.

Elise: Does that mean you'll play with me?!

Kaze: It would be dishonorable to refuse such a sweet request from a
princess. If you consider me worthy of spending your free time with, I will
gladly join your game.

Elise: Yaaaaaay! Thanks, Kaze! Alrighty, let's play... Hide-and-seek!

Kaze: As you wish.

Elise: Kee hee, sucker! You have NO IDEA how good I am at this game. OK,
you're it! Count to 30 and then come find me... if you can.

Kaze: Understood.

Elise: Let's get started! Ready... set... GO! HEE HEE HEEEE!
(Elise leaves)

Kaze: 27... 28... 29... 30. Now where could... ... ... (Does she... really
think she's hidden? Well, this is awkward. I imagine she'd be upset if I
found her right away. Perhaps I should... hmmm... ) OH DEAR, WHERE IS THE
PRINCESS?! I've looked everywhere. I may NEVER find her. How did she manage
to disappear like that?

Elise: ... HEE HEE HEE! I was right here the whole time, Kaze!

Kaze: Princess! I am shocked! I never would have guessed you were behind the
bookcase. You weren't kidding when you said you were good at this game.

Elise: Aren't I the best at hiding?!

Kaze: Without question.

Elise: Yaaay! If a cool ninja like you is impressed, I must be even better
than I thought!

Kaze: It must be so.

Elise: Hee hee, that was so much fun! I gotta go, but let's play again soon!

Kaze: As you wish. Next time I shall not lose!

Elise: We'll see about that, hee hee! Bye, Kaze!
(Elise leaves)

Kaze: I hope I did the right thing... Well, she appears to be happy, so no
harm done.
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Elise B

Elise: Kaaaaazeeee! Let's plaaaay!

Kaze: Hello, Princess Elise. What would you like to do? Shall we play hide-
and-seek again?

Elise: Yeah! It's my favorite, and I like playing it with you more than
anybody else!

Kaze: You seem to really love that game. May I ask why that is?

Elise: Hmm, well it's probably because I used to play it every day when I was
little.

Kaze: Every day, you say? You must have enjoyed that a great deal.

Elise: I did! Well... kind of. Actually, to be honest, most of the time it
wasn't fun at all. The person I played with would always fall or trip or
something and ruin the game. And the other person I always played with would
hide in the most obvious places! Sometimes his butt would be sticking out
from behind a door. No one has any skill!

Kaze: Well, at least the camaraderie must have been enjoyable.

Elise: Oh, I suppose. But I always wanted to play with someone who was really
good!

Kaze: Is that so?

Elise: And now I've finally found a worthy opponent! We're pretty much
equally matched. I don't say that lightly!

Kaze: Thank you, milady. A ninja could ask for no greater a compliment.

Elise: All I ask, Kaze, is that you don't hold back even though I'm a
princess. I hate that kind of nonsense, so don't be afraid to show me what
you're made of.

Kaze: I shall not disappoint, milady.

Elise: That's a promise, then!

Kaze: I am bound by duty to stay true to my word. I will indeed show you
"what I'm made of."
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Elise A

Elise: Kaaaaaazeeee!

Kaze: I'm over here, Princess Elise. How are you today?

Elise: I'm great, now that I finally found you. Wanna play? You KNOW you do!

Kaze: Certainly. I'm taking a break from training at the moment, so your
timing is perfect. I am grateful that you choose to spend so much of your
time with me.

Elise: Tee hee, it's because you're my only true hide-and-seek rival! You've
really stepped up your game lately! And it's also that... Well...

Kaze: What is it, Lady Elise?

Elise: Well, I love having this rare opportunity to talk to someone from
Hoshido. I never thought I'd get the chance to be close friends with a
Hoshidan! That's part of why us playing together is so special. It makes me
really happy!

Kaze: Princess Elise...

Elise: I hope you feel the same way about me, Kaze. I so enjoy your company!

Kaze: I wish I could see the world through such pure eyes as yours, princess.
You've truly impressed me by expressing such a sweet and noble sentiment.

Elise: My hiding and seeking are... noble?

Kaze: I'm referring to your desire for a friendly exchange between warring
kingdoms. Never change, milady. Will you promise me that?

Elise: I'm not sure I understand, but OK!

Kaze: Now then, shall we begin?

Elise: Yes, please!
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Elise S

Elise: ...

Kaze: Princess Elise?

Elise: Hmm? Oh... hello, Kaze. Sorry, was it my turn to hide?

Kaze: Pardon the intrusion, but you seem to be in poor spirits. Are you under
the weather? I always enjoy your company, but if you're not well, we should </pre><pre id="faqspan-14">
play another time. May I call a doctor for you? Or perhaps you just need some
rest...

Elise: Oh, no, it's nothing like that. I feel fine... *sigh*

Kaze: Elise... Is something troubling you?

Elise: Weeell...

Kaze: I hope you know you can tell me anything. Please let me in. Maybe I can
help.

Elise: ... I was just wondering... Um... Do you... like me?

Kaze: Of course I do. I consider you to be one of my dearest friends.

Elise: Th-that's not what I meant. I don't like you as a friend, Kaze... I...
I think I love you!

Kaze: Princess Elise...

Elise: At first I thought I just enjoyed playing with you. But it's more than
that... Y-you're all I ever think about! I want to spend all my time with
you, for all my days. Isn't that love, Kaze?

Kaze: I believe so, milady.

Elise: I... I want to be with you, Kaze. Can I... can I maybe... Would it be
OK if... if I was your girl?

Kaze: ...

Elise: Oh. I... Sorry. J-just forget I said anything. You probably think of
me as a dumb kid.

Kaze: Elise, I...

Elise: That's why you used to go easy on me, until I made you promise not to
hold back. You pretended to look around even though you knew where I was
right away.

Kaze: You know about that? I'm truly sorry. I thought it would make you
happy.

Elise: I was happy just to spend time with you.

Kaze: You never allowed me to answer your question, Elise. About being my
girl...

Elise: Oh, don't remind me! I don't even care. It's stupid, forget I said
anything.

Kaze: I don't want you to be my girl, Elise.

Elise: I knew it... *sniff* D-don't worry about it. I understand.

Kaze: You didn't let me finish. I want you to be so much more. I want you to
be my wife.

Elise: Kaze... Do you mean it?

Kaze: I do. The truth is, I've fallen in love with your sweet smile and your
pure soul. I put my feelings aside because, from a social standpoint, I am
not worthy of you. But if being together is what would make you most happy,
that's what we'll do. There's nothing I would like more than to have you ever
at my side.

Elise: Oh, Kaze! I'm so happy!

Kaze: As am I. I promise to do all I can to fill your life with joy.

Elise: Hee hee, and maybe you can teach me some of your cool ninja hiding
tricks!

Kaze: Don't get ahead of yourself. We're still hide-and-seek rivals, after
all.

Elise: HEE HEE HEE, so true!
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B2. Camilla C

Camilla: Kaze. There's something I wish to talk to you about. Can you spare a
moment?

Kaze: Of course, Lady Camilla. What do you need?

Camilla: I've noticed that you are often approached by women you don't know.
It's made me... curious about what sort of man you are. Why are you so
popular?

Kaze: Please, allow me to clear up any misconceptions you may have. I do not
accept any romantic advances. Nor do I accept tokens of affection. Though I
must admit I find it difficult to endure particularly persistent gift givers.

Camilla: Hm. And yet, from what I can tell, it seems like you answer them all
very kindly. Maybe that's one of the reasons they can't seem to leave you
alone.

Kaze: Do you think so? To be honest, I do not fully understand it myself.

Camilla: I see. I find myself more and more intrigued by you. I have a
proposal for you, Kaze. You see, I'm planning a tea party with some of the
ladies in camp soon. And I would very much like for you to attend.

Kaze: Th-that's... I don't...

Camilla: Hm? Do you not believe that strengthening camaraderie within the
ranks is important? It's just a little tea and conversation. What could it
possibly hurt?

Kaze: Is this an order, milady?

Camilla: Now, now. "Order" is such an ugly word. But yes. It is.

Kaze: ... Understood. I humbly accept your most gracious invitation.

Camilla: Hehe. Thank you, Kaze. I'm looking forward to it. Now, I must be
off. Good-bye!
(Camilla leaves)

Kaze: ...
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Camilla B

Kaze: *sigh*

Camilla: What's wrong, Kaze? You're sighing like a spurned lover.

Kaze: Oh, nothing. I'm merely a little... mentally fatigued.

Camilla: Was our little tea party so taxing?

Kaze: No, milady. I would not use that word to describe it. I suppose I was
only expecting to see the women from camp at your gathering. Seeing the
ladies from town there was... a surprise.

Camilla: I suppose that makes sense. You were quite the sight, surrounded
like that. I must admit, I almost felt jealous of all the attention you were
getting!

Kaze: In that case, you might have come over and spoken with them.

Camilla: Oh, no. I couldn't do that! You seemed to be having such a good time
without me. Don't tell me you didn't enjoy it. You were smiling the whole
time!

Kaze: That was because I did not wish to appear rude. Besides, it would not
be fair to take out my frustrations on those kind women.

Camilla: Hehe. Well said, for someone who claims to not enjoy such attention.
I must say, though-I'm actually beginning to believe you. Unfortunately for
you, I think it is that very sincerity that makes women swoon. You are so
kind and earnest, yet you genuinely wish to appear aloof. Such qualities are
rare, especially among fine young men like you. You know, I think I'm
beginning to enjoy your company myself.

Kaze: Do you mean you wish for me to attend more tea parties with you?

Camilla: Would you come if I said yes?

Kaze: I would decline. Unless it is an order, in which case I must oblige.

Camilla: Hehehe. Always with the serious answers. But I will not command you
anymore. You need only show up if you wish to.

Kaze: Thank you, milady. If that's all, I'll be on my way.
(Kaze leaves)

Camilla: Hm... I wonder if he'll come?
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Camilla A

Kaze: Lady Camilla, have I arrived too early for your tea party? I see only
settings for two. Shall I help you finish your preparations?

Camilla: Thank you, Kaze, but that won't be necessary. There is no party.

Kaze: I see. I'm afraid I don't understand.

Camilla: Well, I've only made tea for two. That's hardly a party, wouldn't
you say? I summoned you here because I wished to talk to you. Alone.

Kaze: Ah... I am honored to receive your favor, Lady Camilla. What are we to
talk about?

Camilla: Straight to business, eh? I like that. Well, the truth is, I owe you
my gratitude for something.

Kaze: Oh? What for?

Camilla: Apparently you helped out a few of my subordinates. They'd somehow
gotten into a scuffle with soldiers that were in the army before us. I'm told
you came to their aid and were quite helpful in ending the fight. I don't yet
know the details, but my people were rather appreciative of what you did. In
truth, that is what really sparked my interest in you. A loyal Hoshidan,
going out of his way to help out some Nohrians... He must be a man of
integrity, I thought. I was not wrong.

Kaze: I see. But I still have no memory of such an incident.

Camilla: Heh. I'm sure it was an unremarkable occurrence to a man like you.
But still, I am very thankful. And it has given me the chance to get to know
you. For which I am even more thankful.

Kaze: Yes. I am very thankful to have met you as well.

Camilla: Thank you. Then may I look forward to having your company for tea in
the future?

Kaze: You mean with others?

Camilla: Oh, yes. The more the merrier, as they say.

Kaze: Well, if you insist, I suppose I can muster the inner fortitude
required.

Camilla: Heehee, perfect! I look forward to seeing you at my next tea party,
then!
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Camilla S

Camilla: Here you are. As you may notice, today's tea is different from
usual.

Kaze: Thank you, Lady Camilla. Mm. Indeed, it does seem to have a slightly
different flavor.

Camilla: Hehe. Do you like it?

Kaze: Yes. It is splendid, as always. You know, I never imagined we would
have tea as frequently as we do these days.

Camilla: I am as surprised as you are.

Kaze: To be honest, when we first met, I was not entirely sure what your game
was. But now I see that you are just a genuinely kind and caring person. I
suppose it's true. We really must never judge a book by its cover. I'm very
happy to have had the opportunity to get to know you. You are very special to
me.

Camilla: Oh... th-thank you.

Kaze: Milady? What is it?

Camilla: I just never thought that you would look me in the eyes and say
that. But I'm happy that you did. I've never felt this way before.

Kaze: Huh?

Camilla: I'm not sure how it came to be, but I've realized that you're very
precious to me. I find myself wanting to drink tea with you like this every
day for the rest of my life.

Kaze: You mean...

Camilla: Heehee. You're not going to make me say it, are you? I want YOU to
take the lead here.

Kaze: Understood, milady. Then please, allow me to tell you how I feel.
Camilla. Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife? I have for some time
admired you for your magnanimous character and loving spirit. I know that we
do not occupy the same social rank. And I also know that we come from two
very different parts of the world. But I could not forgive myself if I did
not ask you for your hand. On my honor, I wish to protect and to serve you
for the rest of our lives. Will you have me?

Camilla: Yes. Yes, I will! Thank you, Kaze. You've made me so happy.

Kaze: Truly?

Camilla: Heehee, of course! You may be a bit too popular with the ladies for
my liking, but that's OK. If anything, it also makes me proud to call you
mine. And the qualities that inspire that admiration are those I care for
most. Earnestness, loyalty, honor, kindness... You have everything I ever
wished for.

Kaze: I am not worthy of such high praise. Thank you... my love.

Camilla: No, thank you. Now, enough of this. We must go tell Avatar the good
news at once!
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B2. Effie C

Kaze: Ahh, another night watch complete. And now for some well-earned rest.
Hold on, what's this? The base of the watchtower has been damaged! Solid
granite... shattered! Almost as if it were struck by a boulder... Well, I'd
better reinforce the structure before... Wait, who's there? Show yourself!

Effie: Uh... hello there.

Kaze: Effie? What are you doing out here so late?

Effie: Oh, just sneaking in a little extra training. One can never be too
fit! Oh, who am I kidding? This is all my fault!

Kaze: What are you talking about? The damaged watchtower?

Effie: Yes... but I can repair it! I just got so angry thinking about the
last battle... Grr! The mistakes I made! I suppose I must have smacked this
tower out of frustration.

Kaze: With... with your bare hand? Gods...

Effie: I'm so sorry. Here, let me just patch this part...

Kaze: No need to apologize. I'm still technically on watch... so it's my duty
to help you fix it.

Effie: Why, thank you, Kaze! You're too kind.

Kaze: Nonsense. I am merely performing my duty.

Effie: No, really. This means a lot to me. I'm so tired of breaking
everything...

Kaze: Hmm, perhaps I can help channel your strength into something more...
productive.

Effie: Really? That's so thoughtful! I feel like giving you a great big bear
hug!

Kaze: That's quite all right! Let's just finish this repair and try to
salvage some rest. (And my ribs... )
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Effie B

Kaze: Good day, Effie.

Effie: Hello, Kaze! Thanks again for your help the other night... fixing that
watchtower.

Kaze: Of course. Actually, that's why I'm here now. I have an idea for you.

Effie: Oh? I'm all ears. I'm so tired of leaving a path of destruction in my
wake.

Kaze: Yes, well, it's not the most sophisticated plan... but I believe it may
help. Have you ever heard of whittling?

Effie: Carving small pieces of wood? Yes, of course. But I hardly think...

Kaze: Behold! I have obtained the trunk of a mighty redwood! I thought it
might provide a worthy outlet for some of your energy.

Effie: You want me to whittle it? But what should I make? A giant pointy
stick? Does that really seem like something I should possess?

Kaze: Er, no, of course not. I thought, perhaps, you could make something
meaningful. A statue, perhaps. A project like that would require tremendous
strength AND focus... Do you have any ideas?

Effie: Actually, yes! I could make a statue of Elise! Or... would that be
that weird?

Kaze: Weird? Er... no. I think it would simply be a grand token of your
loyalty.

Effie: Then it's settled. I'll carve with all my might for Elise's glory.
Here I go! Hnnnng! (Damage dealt)

Kaze: (Gods, what have I done?)

Effie: Hi-yah!
(Damage dealt)

Kaze: Miss Effie!

Effie: Whew! This is invigorating!

Kaze: Please! Slow down. I believe you may need to use a... lighter touch...
in some areas.

Effie: You're right. And now I've gone and ruined this beautiful log, just
like everything else...

Kaze: No! It's not ruined. It's just... perhaps I could assist you with some
of the details.

Effie: You'd do that for me?

Kaze: Yes, well, this whole thing WAS my idea. It's the least I can do. Of
course, if you feel I'd be getting in the way...

Effie: No, of course not. I'd love for you to help me, Kaze.
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Effie A

Effie: Ugh...

Kaze: Effie? What's wrong?

Effie: Oh, Kaze. It's the statue of Princess Elise that I've been working
on...

Kaze: Yes, it was really shaping up the last time I saw it! Have you shown it
to Elise yet? What did she say?

Effie: Yes, I have. She was polite... but she asked me to stop working on it.

Kaze: Oh. I'm terribly sorry. That must be disappointing.

Effie: You know... it WAS starting to feel a little creepy. The face was so
accurate. It was almost like the eyes were following me no matter where I
went. Of course, I didn't tell Elise that you mostly carved that part...

Kaze: Er...

Effie: Anyway, I feel worse than ever. This was supposed to make her happy.
And it was supposed to help me avoid breaking stuff. Well, now I feel like
doing a million burpees and then sparring with real weapons. LET'S GO!

Kaze: Effie, please! We must conserve our strength for battle. And I think
perhaps we can salvage some good from this situation.

Effie: Oh? How, exactly?

Kaze: Does any of the leftover wood remain, er, unshattered? Perhaps you
could craft a less ostentatious gift for Elise. Think... What might she
enjoy?

Effie: Hmm. Well, she loves jewelry... but she already has so many beautiful
pieces. And I'm not sure I could do much with this wood...

Kaze: What about some sort of container for her jewelry? Oil-rubbed redwood
polished smooth would make a fine jewelry box.

Effie: That... actually sounds beautiful. Yes!  But will you help me with
some of the more intricate work? I've accidentally crushed far sturdier stuff
than hardwood with these hands...

Kaze: It would be my pleasure, Effie.
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Effie S

Effie: Hello, Kaze! Nice to see you!

Kaze: Effie! You seem in good spirits. To what do I owe the pleasure?

Effie: Oh, Kaze, I can hardly believe it. Elise adores the jewelry box we
made for her. And what's more... she's been showing it off, and now EVERYONE
wants one!

Kaze: That's tremendous, Effie! I'm so glad everything worked out.

Effie: There's just one thing. I wanted to give you something as a thank-you.

Kaze: That's too kind, Effie. Really, you needn't-

Effie: Oh, but I already have! I made a statue of you!

Kaze: You... you have?

Effie: Yeah, see? It was easy, I just started with that old statue of
Elise... Isn't it remarkable what one can do with a little glue and a pile of
wood shavings?

Kaze: It is... hauntingly accurate. And I see that the eyes are unchanged...
But, as much as I appreciate the sentiment, you must remember that I am a
ninja. It would be difficult to remain stealthy while carting a 14-foot
statue of myself around.

Effie: I suppose that's true...

Kaze: But please, Miss Effie, don't mistake my pragmatism for rejection. In
fact... I have an alternative proposal. What if we were to sculpt something
together? Something more meaningful than any statue.

Effie: You mean like a trebuchet? Because I've been thinking we could really
use-

Kaze: No! Damn, this is harder than I thought it would be. I... I want to
craft a life together. A life with you at my side. As my loving partner.

Effie: Your loving partner?

Kaze: Yes. I may seem stoic, but my heart surges every time I see you. Will
you do me the great honor of standing beside me in life... as you do in
battle?

Effie: Oh, Kaze! I'm so happy, but I don't know what to say...

Kaze: Gods, I hope I haven't misjudged...

Effie: No! Kaze, I love you-it's just that I'm at a loss...

Kaze: But don't you see? That's it! You just said you love me... and I love
you. Nothing more need be spoken.

Effie: Except maybe... I do.
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B2. Nyx C

Kaze: Ah, Nyx. Reading beneath your favorite tree again, I see. That looks
pleasant.

Nyx: Hello, Kaze. Don't feel like you have to greet me out of courtesy.

Kaze: Hm? What do you mean?

Nyx: I mean that if you don't need anything, do not speak to me.

Kaze: Ah, I see. A pity. I thought it would be nice if we got to know each
other better.

Nyx: I see. I do not agree. Will that be all?

Kaze: You must be so lonely, spending all your time out here, away from
everyone. It pains me to think you have no one to talk to or share your life
with.

Nyx: What?

Kaze: Is there truly nothing I can say to change your mind? Will you not open
your heart to me? I promise, you will not regret it.

Nyx: H-hey! Now hold it right there!

Kaze: Hm? What's wrong?

Nyx: What's with those romance-novel clichés? Have you no shame? Is this what
all young people are like these days?

Kaze: Romance novels? I have never read such material. What are they like?

Nyx: Wh-why are you asking me?

Kaze: You mentioned them. It stands to reason that you know something of
them.

Nyx: I-I do not read them either!

Kaze: Surely you must, if you know enough to compare me to it. Please, tell
me-what are these books like? They must be rich in wonders to have enticed
one such as yourself.

Nyx: N-no! I have no intentions of speaking to you about such nonsense. Good
day!
(Nyx leaves)

Kaze: Hm. I suppose there will always be next time.
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Nyx B

Kaze: Good afternoon, Nyx. Are you reading again today?

Nyx: Yes. Go away. I cannot concentrate with other people around me.

Kaze: I see. If it pleases you, I will depart. But before I leave, could you
please tell me more about these romance novels of yours?

Nyx: They are not "my" romance novels. And why are you so interested?

Kaze: You seemed troubled by my words. I want to know why that is.

Nyx: Then I suppose you will just have to continue wanting. Besides, I would
be mortified if you saw the things I read...

Kaze: Pardon?

Nyx: N-nothing! In any case, I don't have anything further to say on this
topic.

Kaze: Very well...

Nyx: Don't look so dismayed. It's nothing to be concerned over.

Kaze: My apologies. I do not mean to look so grim. I am just disappointed.

Nyx: *sigh* Perhaps you would enjoy some other books. Ones better suited to
you.

Kaze: Better suited to me?

Nyx: Yes. Like this one, for example.

Kaze: Is this...?

Nyx: Yes. It's a book on Nohrian military tactics. So it may be of special
interest to a Hoshidan operative like yourself.

Kaze: You picked this out just for me?

Nyx: Yes. I figured you would be along to pester me again today.

Kaze: Thank you. I will start reading it right away.

Nyx: No need to thank- Wait! Why are you sitting? When did we start reading
books together?! Can't you go back to your own tent and read it there?

Kaze: No. This is your book, and I might lose it if I took it home with me.

Nyx: Ugh. Why have the gods cursed this child upon me?
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Nyx A

Kaze: Hello, Nyx. I wanted to thank you again for lending me that book the
other day. It proved to be extremely informative.

Nyx: Don't mention it.

Kaze: Are you reading a different book today? You must have a mountain of
them.

Nyx: Yes. Spells and books are all I have. I'm always collecting more of
both.

Kaze: Hm. Perhaps you would be willing to begin lending your books to others
in camp then?

Nyx: Lend others my books? Why?

Kaze: So everyone could benefit from your vast library. I, of course,
volunteer to intermediate between you and them. That way, you can keep your
distance and yet still interact with everyone.

Nyx: And why would I want to do that?

Kaze: Sometimes when I see you reading here, you look so lonely. I think you
secretly do crave the friendship of others.

Nyx: You really believe that, don't you? Fine, fine. I will consider it.

Kaze: You will? Wonderful. I'm certain you won't regret it.

Nyx: I said I would consider it. Nothing has been decided yet.

Kaze: Very well. Please understand, this means you will have to share your
romance novels.

Nyx: Huh?!

Kaze: I hear that they are quite popular among women. Everyone will want to
read them. I think they will be a hit. I can't wait to tell everyone the good
news.

Nyx: Y-you still haven't forgotten about those?! No! You can't tell anyone
about them!

Kaze: But I wouldn't want to deprive the ladies in camp of such pleasure...
Although if I were allowed to read them myself, my opinion might be
altered...

Nyx: Are you blackmailing me, Kaze?!

Kaze: No, of course not. Now, which would you recommend I read first...
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Nyx S

Kaze: Hello, Nyx. I've come to borrow another book. May I?

Nyx: Are you trying to read every book I own? That's three this week...

Kaze: I am. But I also relish the chance to share these few moments with you
every day.

Nyx: How can you say things like that? Have you no shame? Never mind. What
book would you like to borrow today?

Kaze: Today, I would like to borrow a romance novel.

Nyx: I told you, those are off limits. I didn't let you have any after you
blackmailed me; why would I now?

Kaze: Please. I beseech you. I believe they will help me figure out how to
articulate my feelings to you.

Nyx: Huh?

Kaze: I love you, Nyx. And I want to know how to tell you properly. Those
novels may be the only way I can learn.

Nyx: You fool. Isn't that what you're doing right now?

Kaze: Ah. So I am.

Nyx: You truly are a strange one, Kaze.

Kaze: I may be strange, but my love for you is pure, Nyx. I swear it. I
cannot bear to see you sitting here alone again for a single day more. Not
when your eyes are filled with such grief and sadness. I want you to be
happy, to smile and to laugh with abandon. And I want to be the one to help
you achieve these things...

Nyx: Hm... I suppose that is... acceptable.

Kaze: Truly?

Nyx: Yes. I hate to admit it, but I find you quite charming. You are like a
puppy dog.

Kaze: Thank you, Nyx. I swear I shall do all I can to be the perfect man for
you.

Nyx: Yes, yes. Now be a good puppy and fetch us our stories, love.
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B2. Selena C

Selena: Hold it right there!

Kaze: Pardon?

Selena: I am Selena, retainer of Lady Camilla, Princess of Nohr. And you're
the one they've been talking about. Kaze, right?

Kaze: I am Kaze, true. And what exactly have "they" been saying about me?

Selena: That you're one of the most dangerous ninja in all of Hoshido. And
that you are brother to the famous Saizo the Fifth. Meaning, of course, that
you belong to the renowned Saizo clan.

Kaze: I see. And you are trying to bait me to get a sense of my temperament?

Selena: Um. Yeah, actually. Pretty much.

Kaze: And this is because... you believe Nohr and Hoshido will forever be at
war?

Selena: ... I hadn't thought about that, no. I only wanted to see if you
would be a useful ally.

Kaze: That's not what your eyes say. They are shining with suspicion.

Selena: Hmph!

Kaze: However... I don't think there will be another war after this one.
Something tells me this peace will last.

Selena: Ha! That whole "serene and aloof" act just makes you even more
suspicious! And having your arms crossed like that doesn't help.

Kaze: Your arms are crossed as well.

Selena: Uh... That's...

Kaze: I suppose this means we're both suspicious people, yes?

Selena: Shut up! That was just a coincidence!
(Selena leaves)

Kaze: What a charming young woman. She must be very strong to be a retainer
to the royal family... I'll have to keep an eye on her.
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Selena B

Kaze: Selena. May I speak with you for a moment?

Selena: Kaze? What do you need?

Kaze: In our last battle... I was watching the way you fought.

Selena: Oh? Sizing me up, were you? And what did you think?

Kaze: You were quite the sight. Your skills far exceeded my expectations.

Selena: You've got a discerning eye, I'll give you that. So, has your opinion
of me changed?

Kaze: Yes. In fact, I was unsettled by what I saw.

Selena: Unsettled?

Kaze: To be so young, and yet so accustomed to battle. It appeared as though
the chaos and the killing were routine to you. You must have seen a
tremendous amount of bloodshed in your life.

Selena: ...

Kaze: Just what kind of violence have you been witness to?

Selena: N-nothing unique. We live in violent times. You should know this, of
all people. And maybe you should think twice before putting your nose where
it doesn't belong.

Kaze: I see. May I ask you one last thing? What is it you are fighting for?

Selena: For Nohr! And Lady Camilla. I live only to serve my country and my
liege.

Kaze: Are you quite certain that is your only reason?

Selena: Of course it is! Now, I've got some urgent business to attend to.
Good day!
(Selena leaves)

Kaze: Hmm...
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Selena A

Kaze: Selena?

Selena: What do you want, Kaze?

Kaze: If my intuition is correct...

Selena: Yes?

Kaze: You're hiding something from everyone, aren't you?

Selena: What are you talking about?!

Kaze: Perhaps not everyone. Two others know your secret, do they not? Like
you, they also serve the Nohrian royal family. And also like you, their
origins are shrouded in mystery and rumor.

Selena: Are you going to waste my entire day with all this wild speculation?

Kaze: It's true, I don't have any proof. If I am mistaken, I apologize. But
I'm not mistaken. Am I, Selena?

Selena: ... What would it matter if you weren't? Are you saying I'm
untrustworthy?

Kaze: No. I understand that many people do not like to talk about their past.
I myself am no exception.

Selena: Kaze...

Kaze: Besides, I have fought at your side enough to know you are not
traitorous. You love your friends, and you would risk your life to accomplish
your mission.

Selena: I see. Thank you.

Kaze: We all have secrets. I simply wanted to advise you to be more discreet.
And to say that I am very glad to call myself your ally.

Selena: Hmph. All right. Thank you, Kaze. B-but don't go thinking this makes
us friends!
(Selena leaves)

Kaze: Heh. Charming as always.
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Selena S

Kaze: The moon is so bright tonight. I can't imagine anyone would risk
attacking... Hm? Is someone there?

Selena: Kaze? What's wrong?

Kaze: Ah, Selena. I'm pleased to see you. I'm just finishing up my night
patrol. I feared you were an enemy scout. What are you doing here at this
hour? Your shift isn't for another few days.

Selena: I was just watching the moon. It's so pretty tonight... *sigh*

Kaze: I see...

Selena: Is something wrong?

Kaze: Ah, no. Forgive me. I just felt for a moment like I was intruding. It
seemed like you were remembering something. Another place, perhaps. Was it
your homeland?

Selena: Wh-what?!

Kaze: I am sorry. Forget I said anything.

Selena: Forget? No... I won't forget. Not what you said... and not you,
either.

Kaze: Selena?

Selena: So you'd better remember me, too. You hear? No matter what happens...

Kaze: Selena... Does this have to do with your secret? Will you be leaving us
someday?

Selena: I-I don't know what you mean.

Kaze: Please... don't.

Selena: Huh?

Kaze: I beg of you. Don't go. I wish to have you here, by my side. As my
friend, and... *sigh* Well, and as my love.

Selena: What?! You mean...?

Kaze: Yes. I have fallen for you, Selena. So, again, I beg of you. Please...
don't ever disappear.

Selena: Kaze... I can't promise that...

Kaze: No matter what kind of secret you are keeping... I will protect you and
support you with all my strength... if only you'll stay.

Selena: ... OK. I will try. I will try my hardest to stay with you. But I
make no promises.

Kaze: Thank you. And please, do one more thing for me. Promise me that when
this world again knows peace, you will tell me your secret.

Selena: I will. I promise. But I need you to wait until then, OK?

Kaze: Yes, of course. I will be waiting, Selena. But for now... let us enjoy
this peaceful night side-by-side.

Selena: I'd love nothing more, Kaze.
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B2. Beruka C

Kaze: Hm, now that the war council is over, how shall I pass the time? I
suppose I could head back to camp and organize my supplies... Hm?

Beruka: ...

Kaze: Beruka? What is it?

Beruka: Nothing. I currently have no orders, so I am merely standing by.

Kaze: So you've some free time then? Why not use the opportunity to go train?
You spend so much time doing it, you must enjoy it.

Beruka: It is duty, nothing more. And I have spent enough time on training
today. If I overexert myself, I will be fatigued tomorrow. This is
unacceptable.

Kaze: Your dedication is commendable. Perhaps some fun is in order. Do you
have any hobbies?

Beruka: Hobbies...?

Kaze: You don't know what a hobby is? Allow me to explain. Hobbies are
activities you devote time to for pleasure and interest.

Beruka: Pleasure? Interest? Frivolities. I perform no such activities.

Kaze: Perhaps you should go for a walk, then? It might be a nice change of
pace for you.

Beruka: Which part of the term "frivolities" confused you, ninja?

Kaze: I do not believe it is a frivolity. Mental health is as critical as
bodily health. Walking and other leisure activities relieve stress and purify
the mind. It is, in a sense, your duty to spend some of your time off duty.
Relaxing.

Beruka: I... see.

Kaze: If you push yourself to your limits at all times, it can weaken you. It
is precisely the same reason you are not training right now. Overexertion is
a vice. However, if you do not enjoy walking, you should not do it.

Beruka: I suppose it is worth a try. ... What do I need to do, exactly? Do I
just... walk?

Kaze: How about I accompany you?

Beruka: Very well. You have my gratitude.

Kaze: You are most welcome.
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Beruka B

Kaze: Hello, Beruka. Are you up for another walk today?

Beruka: Yes.

Kaze: How about we go through the forest this time? It will be refreshing to
be among all that greenery.

Beruka: Are the woods truly that pleasant to you?

Kaze: I think so. The air is always full of sweet smells. Especially when it
rains. Pine sap, flowers, fresh soil, and wet leaves... And it's calming to
look at.

Beruka: All I see in a forest are obstacles to be overcome.

Kaze: How very Beruka of you.

Beruka: Is it? Oh! Over there. A squirrel.

Kaze: Hm? Oh, yes, it is. Say... do you like animals?

Beruka: No... though I prefer them to people. They were always much kinder
than the humans I knew.

Kaze: I see. Why don't you try to get a little closer?

Beruka: Hm? OK. I think I will. ...

Kaze: ... And there he goes. I'm sorry, Beruka.

Beruka: It's fine.

Kaze: He was just being cautious. Wild animals are frequently scared of
humans. Don't let it get you down.

Beruka: I am not "down."

Kaze: Oh? My mistake.

Beruka: Yes. It was.

Kaze: Well, let's keep going. Who knows? We might even run into another
squirrel.

Beruka: If you say so.
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Beruka A

Kaze: Beruka! I was about to go out on another walk. Would you like to join
me?

Beruka: Very well.

Kaze: Perfect! I was hoping you'd say yes. I brought something special today.

Beruka: Is that... an acorn?

Kaze: Yes. With this, you might be able to get close to a squirrel.

Beruka: You still haven't forgotten about last time? Why do you think I want
to pet a squirrel so badly, anyway? I don't care in the least.

Kaze: Haha. I know. I just brought this because I wanted to. Now, shall we be
off? Ah, speak of the devil! It's a squirrel.

Beruka: Maybe he wants your acorn.

Kaze: Would you like to give it to him, Beruka?

Beruka: That's all right.

Kaze: OK, then... Here you are, little creature. Feast, and be glutted. Isn't
that adorable?

Beruka: ...

Kaze: Heh. Were you having fun just now?

Beruka: Yes. I believe I was.

Kaze: I'm glad. I know we are fighting a war, but it is important to have
moments like these. I hope you will continue to accompany me on these little
strolls.

Beruka: Yes, I believe I will. I think I am beginning to see what you mean
about this "hobby" business.

Kaze: I'm glad to hear it.
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Beruka S

Kaze: Beruka, are you ready for our walk?

Beruka: I am.

Kaze: It's funny, isn't it? How often we seem to go on walks these days. It
doesn't seem so long ago that the very idea of such things was alien to you.
And we've been talking much more than we used to as well. A growing
friendship is a beautiful thing.

Beruka: Yes... I have never felt so close to another person before.

Kaze: Hm?

Beruka: When I'm with you, I feel... different. I do not know how to explain
it. But it is nice. I very much enjoy spending time with you, Kaze.

Kaze: I wonder... perhaps now is the time.

Beruka: Huh?

Kaze: Beruka. I have to tell you something. I have developed feelings for
you.

Beruka: You mean...?

Kaze: Yes. I want to be with you, Beruka. Do you feel the same way about me?

Beruka: I understand... and I wish to return your feelings. I... do not truly
understand love, I know. But I feel happy when I am with you. Happier than I
have ever been... and I think that is enough. Will you be mine, Kaze?

Kaze: I will. Thank you, Beruka. You've made me the happiest man alive.

Beruka: And you've made me the happiest woman. Thank you, Kaze.
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B2. Peri C

Peri: La la-la laa laaaa ?

Kaze: Good day, Peri. You seem rather chipper.

Peri: Hi, Kaze! Of course I'm happy. It's snack time!

Kaze: I can see that. You've got enough candy here to feed the whole camp.

Peri: Yep! They're the best! Wanna try some?

Kaze: But they're for you, aren't they? I wouldn't want to deprive you.

Peri: Don't worry, I've got plenty! I won't miss one or two pieces.

Kaze: OK, then. Hm. This one looks tasty. *munch munch* This is utterly
delectable. Such joy... I am not worthy.

Peri: Wow! Really?! You like them that much?

Kaze: Yes... it was delicious.

Peri: Teehee. I guess I should tell you now. I made them all myself!

Kaze: Truly? ... They aren't made of people or anything, are they?

Peri: Ahaha! You're so silly. Of course they're not made of purple! Just look
at the color!

Kaze: No, I said- Never mind. You are an incredible confectioner. I never
would have expected someone with your, ah, predilections would enjoy baking.

Peri: Thanks! Sweets like this are a piece of cake. I'll have to make you
some of my really special treats sometime.

Kaze: Really? You would do that?

Peri: Yep! There's no way I could refuse someone who loves my treats as much
as you! Buuut if I'm gonna do all that baking, I'm gonna need more
compliments!

Kaze: Of course. I shall oblige you as well as I can.

Peri: Perfect! Just you wait, I'll have your taste buds singing in no time!
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Peri B

Peri: Hey, Kaze! I've got a bunch of sweets with your name on 'em!

Kaze: Why, thank you, Peri. I am most grateful.

Peri: I also made you some fluffy, flaky, bubble pastries!

Kaze: Bubbly?

Peri: Teehee! Yup! You'll see when you try one.

Kaze: I see... *munch munch* Ah! The sugar is melting in my mouth. How
delightful...

Peri: That's the bubbly part!

Kaze: That was quite amusing. Mm, and the doughy bits are delicious as well.
Flaky outside, fluffy inside. You are a master craftswoman, Peri. The
complexity of this treat is astonishing. I had no idea it was possible to
fuse all of these different textures so well.

Peri: Hehehe! I did my best!

Kaze: With skills like these, you must have undergone rigorous training. Did
you by chance study under the master chefs of Cyrkensia?

Peri: Huh? No, I just sort of dabbled as a girl. Everyone liked my treats so
much that I just never stopped making them.

Kaze: So this is all natural talent? You never cease to impress.

Peri: Heehee. You ain't seen nothing yet. Wait 'til I make you some savory
dishes. I loooove cooking with meat!

Kaze: Cooking with meat?

Peri: Yep! It's fun cutting meat! If you cut it just right, the red stuff
squirts everywhere!

Kaze: Are you sure you're still talking about cooking?

Peri: Yeah. What else would I be talking about?

Kaze: Never mind. It's nothing.

Peri: Okeydoke. Well, dig in! There's still a lot more where that came from.

Kaze: Gladly.
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Peri A

Kaze: Hello, Peri. Snack time again?

Peri: Bingo! I think today's batch is even better than usual, too! It's
delish.

Kaze: I must say, your culinary talents were quite the surprise. I'd never
have expected you to be so good at something so... domestic. Would you say
you prefer it even over fighting?

Peri: Ha! Don't be silly. Killing is the tops!

Kaze: Ah, yes, of course. I might have expected you to say that.

Peri: Well, it's the truth!

Kaze: Personally, I believe that cooking well is more difficult and more
rewarding.

Peri: Huh? Why's that?

Kaze: Besting another in combat is more about habit and conditioning. It's
all reflex. But cooking is methodical. It requires precision, intelligence,
and planning. And you must take into consideration the tastes of those you
are serving.

Peri: I don't know, I think both are easy. And fast! I can make a five-star
salad in the time it takes to kill a man.

Kaze: I see... Well, perhaps it is easier for you than for me. But from my
perspective, it is still the more impressive skill. I have known many great
fighters in my day, but very few talented chefs. And that aside... killing is
a thuggish and brutal art.

Peri: You're silly! But if you like it that much, I guess I could try to cook
more often.

Kaze: That would be wonderful.

Peri: But only if you keep the compliments coming, got it?

Kaze: Yes, I believe I can do that. It's a deal.
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Peri S

Peri: Hey, Kaze! Lookee here!

Kaze: Peri? What is it?

Peri: I made a special cake, just for you! Here, see? Ta-DA!

Kaze: It's pink. How charming.

Peri: Mwahaha! That's right! Pink cakes are the cutest! And you know what
else? It's got a special meaning in this case! I made pink because that's the
color of love!

Kaze: Love?

Peri: Yep!

Kaze: I see...

Peri: Gee, don't sound so excited...

Kaze: I apologize. You misunderstand me. I meant no offense. I am, in fact,
very happy you told me this.

Peri: Teehee! Really? I was so nervous, my heart was beating like crazy!

Kaze: Oh? You're quite the adorable one, aren't you?

Peri: Aw, shucks. I love it when you compliment me!

Kaze: I'm glad, because I won't be stopping anytime soon. I cannot express
enough how infatuated I am with you, Peri. I hope we never part.

Peri: In-fat-chew-eighted?

Kaze: It means "in love." I love you.

Peri: Oh, I already knew that! I wouldn't have made you the cake otherwise. I
was just nervous because I thought you might think it was silly.

Kaze: Heh. So you knew how I felt all along? And you said nothing? You're a
strange one, Peri. But that's what I love about you. So... will you be with
me?

Peri: Don't be a dummy. Course I will! Now, this cake isn't going to eat
itself. Let's dig in!
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B2. Charlotte C

Kaze: Phew... I think that's enough training for one day!

Charlotte: Oh, Kaaazeeee...

Kaze: Ah, hello there, Charlotte. You're breathing very hard. What were you
doing?

Charlotte: *huff*... I wanted you to be able to use this, so I had to hurry
to bring it to you! Here you go! It's a serviette of extremely high quality.
Second to none! You can use it to wipe that sweat away!

Kaze: Serviette? Isn't this just a hand towel...? Never mind. Thank you very
much.

Charlotte: It was no trouble at all. I'm glad whenever I can be of service!

Kaze: I see. You're a pretty kind person, aren't you?

Charlotte: Teehee, I suppose so! Oh! You just finished training-do you need
some fresh water?

Kaze: No need to trouble yourself. I'm fine. I'm sure there are other things
you'd rather do than fetch water for me.

Charlotte: Pardon? You already have no need for my help?

Kaze: Um... yes? That's correct.

Charlotte: Awww, but I wanted to talk with you for a while longer...

Kaze: Y-you did?

Charlotte: Of course! You're quite attractive, after all. This seemed like as
good a time as any to get to know you.

Kaze: Well, it is an honor for someone from Nohr to consider me worth their
time.

Charlotte: ... Really? That's all I get?

Kaze: Is there something wrong?

Charlotte: Oh! No, no. You must just be tired from all that training. I
wasn't paying enough attention and didn't notice! How foolish of me. We'll
speak another time, when you're well rested and more alert!
(Charlotte leaves)

Kaze: Charlotte? What was that all about...
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Charlotte B

Kaze: That's about all for now, I think...

Charlotte: Oh, Kaaazeeeee!! I saw how hard you were training today! Good job!
I've brought you your serviette again!

Kaze: I see. Thank you, as always.

Charlotte: Also, I read somewhere that it's good to have sweets when you're
tired... So I brought you a bunch! And some water, of course.

Kaze: Thank you for your efforts, Charlotte. It really wasn't necessary.

Charlotte: What? What are you saying?

Kaze: I'm not particularly hungry for sweets right at this moment, is what I
mean. If you're worried they'll go to waste, please go ahead and eat them
yourself.

Charlotte: But... I prepared these especially for you.

Kaze: I'm sure that you'll enjoy them just as much as I would. Please, help
yourself. I'm happy knowing you were looking out for me.

Charlotte: ...

Kaze: Is something wrong, Charlotte?

Charlotte: Why... Why aren't my wiles working on you?! Something is messed up
here!

Kaze: Wh-what?

Charlotte: No matter what I bring you or what I say to you, you can just
brush it off easily... You should have gotten a rush from having an
attractive woman bring you a towel! What's wrong with you? Isn't your heart
beating a bit faster just by my being here?!

Kaze: Umm... Charlotte?

Charlotte: *huff* ... What.

Kaze: Have I done something to offend you? That didn't sound like you at
all...

Charlotte: Hm? Oh! No, no! It's nothing! Just... um... You must have misheard
me just now. Boy, it sure is windy and hard to hear clearly today, you know?

Kaze: Windy? There isn't even a breeze...

Charlotte: It doesn't matter! You must not have heard me clearly then,
either! I have to go. I left an excuse in the oven!
(Charlotte leaves)

Kaze: What in the world... Why did she suddenly sound so... harsh?
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Charlotte A

Kaze: Ah, Charlotte.

Charlotte: GAAAAAH!! K-Kaze?!

Kaze: Ah, I'm sorry for startling you. My apologies.

Charlotte: It's... It's fine. Um, did you need something from me? I thought
you were probably disinterested in me after last time...

Kaze: Disinterested? What are you talking about?

Charlotte: I lost my composure and said some things I shouldn't have said,
didn't I? Or... Wait, did you believe my lie about it being too windy to
hear?

Kaze: Uh, no. I didn't believe that.

Charlotte: Then... why are you treating me like nothing is different?

Kaze: Nothing really has changed, has it? You just showed me another side of
yourself. You don't have to hide yourself from me.

Charlotte: What... Ugh, what a feeling of total defeat. Your open-
mindedness... Your tolerance... I can see why you're so popular!

Kaze: I... really don't understand what is happening.

Charlotte: Clearly this is where I've been failing in my efforts. It's not
enough to look good... I need to be understanding of others, too! Oh, Kaze,
you've shown me exactly what is needed to be liked by the opposite sex!

Kaze: What? I'm not doing anything in particular to make myself likable...

Charlotte: Don't tell me... You don't even realize that you're doing it? It
comes naturally?! That's just not fair! But... That does explain why you're
immune to my charms...

Kaze: Charlotte?

Charlotte: You're even more appealing now that I know I can drop my act
around you. But I'll need to change up how I do things. I'll have to come at
you from all angles!

Kaze: I... What does that mean?

Charlotte: It's settled. You'd better be ready for me next time we meet!
(Charlotte leaves)

Kaze: ... And there she goes again. She was smiling... so at least she's
feeling better than earlier.
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Charlotte S

Charlotte: Ooooh, Kaaaaaazeeeeeee! Nice job with your training! You're really
good! Here, your serviette and water!

Kaze: Thank you. Charlotte, I've noticed that you're talking to me even more
than usual...

Charlotte: Of course I have been! I told you before-I'm coming at you with
everything I've got! I mean, you're fine with my... less vulnerable self, so
how can I let you pass by? There's no way my charm isn't working on you now.

Kaze: Wouldn't you be better off with someone other than me, though? Not to
say I don't appreciate everything about you...

Charlotte: Pfft, no! I'm plenty glad with you, Kaze!

Kaze: O-OK...

Charlotte: Now that we've got that settled, I think we should get married!
Oops! I said that out loud! I don't suppose my excuse about it being windy
would work twice, would it?

Kaze: I-

Charlotte: But I'm cute, and smart, and clever! I'd make a good partner,
wouldn't I?

Kaze: You... are correct.

Charlotte: Of course I am! Then, you'll marry me?

Kaze: I didn't mean it like that...

Charlotte: ... Are you serious?! I'm pulling out all the stops here, and it's
still no good. Would you just say yes already!

Kaze: Ah! Yes!

Charlotte: S-seriously?! All right!!

Kaze: I only meant that, personally, I would have wanted to take things more
slowly...

Charlotte: What do you mean?

Kaze: As soon as I realized what you intended, I wasn't planning on saying
no. It surprised me, but spending time with you feels perfectly natural. I
just was waiting for the right time to tell you this. It seems you found it
for me.

Charlotte: Ah, ahahaha... I understand now...

Kaze: As do I. You have conveyed how you feel quite clearly.

Charlotte: I'm just so happy... Kaze! I'm the type to go all out, so you
better prepare yourself!

Kaze: I think I've figured that out about you, with everything up until now.
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Silas!

B3. Azura C

Silas: May I have a word with you?

Azura: Of course, Silas. How may I help you?

Silas: Look. I don't know how to say this without sounding rude, so I'll be
straight with you.

Azura: That sounds ominous, but please, go ahead. There's no need for
secrets.

Silas: Funny you should say that! You're the biggest secret keeper in the
whole army.

Azura: I'm afraid I'm not following you.

Silas: You hardly say two words to anyone. You're obviously hiding something!
So... What exactly are you up to?

Azura: Excuse me?

Silas: Listen... Maybe others fall for this mystery thing you have going on,
but not me. The war's at a critical point. We can't afford to drop our guard!
I have some serious questions about your loyalties. You're a spy, aren't you?

Azura:Silas, I apologize if I've given you that impression, but no. Honestly,
I don't have any secrets, and I'm certainly not plotting against our friends.

Silas: Our friends? Let me tell you something. My closest friend trusts you.
If you ever betray Avatar, I will never forgive you. Do you understand?

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Azura B

Silas: Wha?! Who's there?

Azura: Shh! It's just me.

Silas: Lady Azura?! Now you're attacking me in my sleep? Seriously?!

Azura: This is not what you're thinking.

Silas: It's not?! And how do you know what I'm thinking? Now you can read
minds too? Oh! What is THAT? A creature of some sort?

Azura: You can stop shaking! The monster no longer poses a threat. He'll fade
soon.

Silas: D-did you k-kill that thing?!

Azura: Yes. I was taking my usual evening stroll when I saw it slip into your
tent. The monster was about to attack you while you slept. I slayed it at
once.

Silas: Oh. I had no idea... I'm really sorry I jumped down your throat like
that.

Azura: There's no need to apologize. People misunderstand me all the time.
I'm quite used to it by now.
(Azura leaves)

Silas: Lady Azura, wait!
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Azura A

Silas: Lady Azura, I have something to ask you.

Azura: Oh? And what would that be?

Silas: You saved my life the other day, but I don't understand. Why did you
do that? I've been horrible to you. You must hate me!

Azura: Of course I don't hate you. Besides, we're allies, aren't we? You were
just looking out for Avatar. I understand why you said those things.

Silas: You do? Even after all I said, you still found it in your heart to
forgive me... You are a mysterious woman, Azura, but I think I finally
understand you. From now on, I'll never doubt you or your loyalty again.

Azura: Thank you, Silas. I would enjoy it if we could be friends from now on.

Silas: Yes, me too!
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Azura S

Azura: Hello, Silas. What did you wish to speak with me about?

Silas: Now that we're friends, I wanted to ask- will you tell me one of your
secrets?

Azura: I thought we were past this. I'm not hiding anything. I told you-I'm
not a spy!

Silas: No! That's not what I meant. I wanted to know... Do you have a secret
crush?

Azura: You mean someone I admire? Why would you want to know that?!

Silas: Because I have a secret crush myself. A crush... on you.

Azura: Is this some sort of prank?

Silas: No! I wouldn't joke about something like this. I'm serious!

Azura: In that case, I'm not sure I'd call it a secret crush, but I've got my
eye on someone.

Silas: You do? I mean... Of course, you do. I should have known you'd be
taken.

Azura: Heeheehee.

Silas: Please, don't laugh! Ugh, this is so embarrassing.

Azura: No need to pout, Silas. The person I like... is you.

Silas: Huh?!

Azura: I'll admit it. My feelings were hurt when you said all those things
about me. When I realized you were only trying to protect Avatar, I
understood. I admired you for your loyalty and hoped, one day, I might be as
bold as you.

Silas: That's so good to hear. Now perhaps we can share just one more secret.

Azura: What's that?

Silas: A secret midnight stroll. I wish to learn everything about you, Azura.

Azura: I would enjoy that too, Silas. So very much.
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B3. Felicia C

Felicia: Careful... steady now... N-noooooo!

Silas: Practicing your poise, Felicia? Those poor, innocent teacups...

Felicia: Ah, Master Silas! My apologies... I didn't mean for you to see that
shameful display.

Silas: I shouldn't make fun. You try so hard every day, and I respect that.

Felicia: You... came here just to say that? How very kind of you...

Silas: Well, no.

Felicia: Oh.

Silas: It's the opposite, actually... There are some worrying rumors going
around in the ranks.

Felicia: Hmm? I haven't heard anything.

Silas: But you've noticed, I assume, that Avatar has been feeling poorly.

Felicia: Now that you mention it... he/she has seemed a bit distant.

Silas: As rumor has it... and it pains me to say this... People are wondering
if you might be responsible for his/her diminished state.

Felicia: What?

Silas: You've spilled tea on Avatar, burnt his/her food, torn his/her
laundry... The prevailing opinion is that these gaffes are taking their toll
on Avatar.

Felicia: No, but I would never...

Silas: I'm not saying that I agree with them. I just thought you should be
apprised of what people are saying.

Felicia: *sigh* That makes sense. Thanks for letting me know...
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Felicia B

Felicia: Almost... Deep breaths... Eeeeek! Awww... I keep trying and trying,
but I never get any better... I hate that I can't do this! I wish I could be
better for Avatar...

Silas: Felicia...

Felicia: Silas?

Silas: My deepest apologies. Those rumors about Avatar's health seem to have
been baseless.

Felicia: So he/she's all right?

Silas: Well, he/she's still under the weather. But not because of anything
you did. Avatar claims he/she hasn't been feeling well because he/she isn't
getting much sleep. He/She has a lot on his/her plate, after all, and not
much time to get it all done. It stands to reason that he/she would have to
sacrifice some sleep as a result.

Felicia: Oh... so that's why.

Silas: It was thoughtless of me to bring up those rumors to you. I should
have gotten to the truth of the matter before making you so anxious. I'm very
sorry...

Felicia: It's fine. Regardless, my mistakes have still been making Lord/Lady
Avatar's life harder...

Silas: Not noticeably, I assure you. I wish I'd dismissed these silly rumors
when the others brought them up to me... Then it might not have come to this.
Is there any way I can earn your forgiveness?

Felicia: Earn my... But I've already forgiven you!

Silas: Maybe so, but I can't forgive myself until I feel I deserve it.

Felicia: What?

Silas: Surely there must be SOMETHING I can do to earn a pardon.

Felicia: Oh, um... I'll have to think about that...
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Felicia A

Silas: Felicia... I've done a lot of thinking since the last time we spoke. I
think I may have hit upon something I can do to earn your forgiveness.

Felicia: You really don't have to, but if you insist...

Silas: Why don't I give you some pointers on how to make fewer mistakes? How
does that sound to you?

Felicia: Fewer mistakes? You think that's possible? Oh, I'd do anything...!
I've been a klutz since I was a child. I'd given up hope on ever getting
better...

Silas: Never give up hope, Felicia. It's only then that you really fail.

Felicia: I see... Well, I'd like to hear your idea.

Silas: Right! I'm sure this will help you improve. First, I want you to serve
me some tea. But when you do, imagine that I'm on the brink of death. I've
taken grave wounds in battle, and I'm about to breathe my last.

Felicia: What...?!

Silas: That's the picture you need to have in your head when you bring me my
tea. If that's your mind-set, I guarantee that you won't spill a drop. Well?
Would you like to try?

Felicia: I... think I understand. I'll try it, at any rate.
(Time passes)

Silas: Ugh... I can see a light... If only I could have one last cup of
tea... before the end...

Felicia: I-I'll fetch it right away! O-oh dear... This is so nerve
wracking... But I can't flub this! I have to do it for Silas before he
dies...! Pour the tea... Check Silas' vital signs... Add sugar... Make sure
he's comfortable...

Silas: *cough*

Felicia: Oh... oh my... I-I did it!

Silas: Great work, Felicia! I knew you could do it if you tried! Focus on how
you're feeling now... Keep that close at hand.

Felicia: I-I've got it! Thank you! That puts an end to this silly talk about
you forgiving yourself, I hope.

Silas: ... Hm. Well, given that I did you a good turn, it should forgive my
rudeness. Or so I think... What about you?

Felicia: I told you that you were forgiven days ago!

Silas: That's true, isn't it? So it all turned out well in the end.
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Felicia S

Silas: It's good to see you again, Felicia.

Felicia: How may I be of service?

Silas: How's the job been since my advice? Are you holding your tray steady?

Felicia: Yes, but the thing is... I need to keep reminding myself that my
guest is on the verge of death. Otherwise it doesn't help at all... And I
think some of the guests notice, because they're looking at me funny...

Silas: Uh-oh! That's a hole in the theory I hadn't considered...

Felicia: Mm-hmm. It doesn't work out so well in practice.

Silas: I'm sorry. I didn't think it through...

Felicia: O-oh, but it's not a problem. I don't want you to think this means
you're not forgiven anymore...

Silas: Thank you, that does cheer me up a bit. It was a heady experience,
though, working together with you on a project. I'd like to rekindle that
flame.

Felicia: Hmm...?

Silas: In that spirit, I'd like to give you this.

Felicia: Silas... is this... are you...?

Silas: It's a wedding ring, yes. Consider this my marriage proposal.

Felicia: Oh my! R-really?

Silas: I've fallen hopelessly for you. I can't imagine spending my life apart
from you. Your clumsiness... your hard-working nature... I wouldn't change a
thing.

Felicia: No one's ever said that to me before... If I'm the woman you want,
then I happily accept your ring.

Silas: Indeed?

Felicia: Yes... though if you cheat on me, all bets are off.

Silas: Hah! If I ever cheat on you, I deserve whatever punishment you mete
out. Feel free to pour scalding tea on me until I really am at death's
door...
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B3. Mozu C

Mozu: Silas... Do you think I should ditch and go home?

Silas: I don't understand. Why would you?

Mozu: Oh, you know... I'm not too strong, and I worry about holding everyone
back. I practice 'til I'm blue in the face, but it's just not working.
Everyone else is a natural. They get better by leaps and bounds. Not me,
though... I'm not fit for anything but working the fields. I'm thinking I
should find myself the nearest village and sign on as a farmhand.

Silas: I didn't know you felt this way...

Mozu: Sorry for talking your ear off, Silas. It was real good of you to
listen.

Silas: No worries. In fact, I know just what we should do.

Mozu: Huh? "We"?

Silas: I'm going to coach you! And there's no time like the present to start.

Mozu: Huh? But... I can't...

Silas: You can't do anything you don't try to. Now then, let's head to the
practice field.

Mozu: I don't know about this...
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Mozu B

Silas: Time to get serious about practice, Mozu. Are you ready to become a
warrior?

Mozu: Oh, um, no, sir...

Silas: Huh?

Mozu: I just don't want to see you wasting your time on little old me... I'm
not getting any stronger. It's just not happening.

Silas: ... Your defeatist attitude is your whole problem, Mozu.

Mozu: Say what...?

Silas: "I don't have the knack." "I'm just a simple farm girl." "It's
impossible." How are you ever going to succeed if this is what you tell
yourself, over and over?

Mozu: Huh?

Silas: More than anything, it's thinking like this that's holding you back.

Mozu: ...

Silas: So we're going to keep practicing. And sorry, but I won't take no for
an answer. Is that clear?

Mozu: Umm...

Silas: "Umm" isn't any better than "no." Listen to me, Mozu. You have
potential. It's clear to me, if not to you.

Mozu: ...

Silas: And I think it's a sin to waste that potential.

Mozu: A sin?!

Silas: Yes. It's a sin against your parents, who blessed you with this
potential. It's a sin against your friends, who've put their faith in you.

Mozu: Aww, that's a low blow... All right. I'll try.

Silas: That's the spirit!
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Mozu A

Mozu: Silas! I did real good in that last fight, huh?

Silas: You're definitely showing improvement, that's for sure! I was amazed.

Mozu: Aww, heck, Silas. I'm not half so amazing as you!

Silas: Me? What did I do?

Mozu: You convinced me I have potential. After that tongue-lashing you gave
me, I felt like taking another try. The whole reason I'm doing this good is
so I can live up to your expectations. So thanks, Silas!

Silas: Nothing is impossible if you try. I know that from experience...

Mozu: What do you mean?

Silas: I've never considered myself particularly talented. I come from a
noble family, but that doesn't mean much when it comes to combat.

Mozu: I dunno... for a farm girl like me, it's pretty dang impressive!

Silas: It's not, trust me. I only made it as a knight because I never gave
up.

Mozu: Oh... You know, I bet I could get to be whatever I wanted with your
help. I hope you'll keep on coaching me!

Silas: Certainly. You think I'd abandon a pupil as promising as you?

Mozu: Oh, that reminds me. I was meaning to fix you a home-cooked meal as
thanks!

Silas: A home-cooked meal, huh...?

Mozu: Don't give me those shifty eyes. It might not be what a city boy is
used to, but you'll like it. I guarantee! After all, nothing's impossible if
I try!
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Mozu S

Silas: Hey, Mozu...

Mozu: What's up, Silas?

Silas: I wanted to thank you again for the meal you made me. Every course was
delicious. I mean that.

Mozu: Oh, you don't have to thank me! The meal was supposed to be my thanks
to YOU! Seeing your smile as you dug into your fifth slice of pie was plenty
enough for me.

Silas: Did I really eat five slices...?

Mozu: Yep.

Silas: I believe you. It was that good. In fact, it makes me wish I could
have your cooking every day...

Mozu: Aww, Silas, you kidder. Though I mean, if you're serious, I wouldn't
mind! You could come by every day.

Silas: Oh? I might take you up on that. Although... making the trip to your
place might be tedious. It would be easier if we just lived together.

Mozu: Huh? Are you asking me to be your maid or something?

Silas: Hahaha, no, no. Not my maid. I want you to be... well, here.

Mozu: What's this?

Silas: A ring.

Mozu: Y-you mean like... an engagement ring?!

Silas: Yes. I want you to be my wife.

Mozu: But... Golly! You must really see something in me!

Silas: What do you mean?

Mozu: I've got potential, right? And you're helping me bring it out? I can't
wait to see how crazy strong I get once you're my husband! I'll be mowing
down enemies left and right!

Silas: Um... so you accept...?

Mozu: Isn't it obvious? I might not be one of your fancy city girls, but I'm
yours!

Silas: And I'll treasure you for the rest of my life, Mozu.

Mozu: Aw, shucks, Silas...!
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B3. Elise C

Silas: Hello, Lady Elise. I'm happy to report that I've successfully
fulfilled your request. I located that starving family you mentioned and
delivered a month's worth of food.

Elise: Wow, what a relief! Thank you, Silas! I'm sorry I asked you for such a
big favor. Really, thanks a million!

Silas: Not to worry, milady. Helping others is a passion of mine.

Elise: Hee hee, you're so great. How can I ever thank you?

Silas: You have already thanked me. Twice. That is more than sufficient,
milady.

Elise: Oh, don't be a goose. Surely there must be something you'd like as a
reward? Come on, don't be shy! Tell me! Tell me! TELL ME!

Silas: Ah, um, I mean... are you certain?! If so, I suppose... Well, to be
honest, I do have something in mind. Maybe... you could be my little sister
for a day.

Elise: Huh?!

Silas: Well, this is a little embarrassing, but... seeing you and Avatar
together makes me long for a sibling of my own.

Elise: That's really all you want? A sister for a day?

Silas: It is. Doesn't it sound like fun?

Elise: It sounds... like a blast! This is gonna be great!

Silas: So you'll really do it? Wow! Th-thank you, Lady Elise!

Elise: No problem! But, um... what exactly should we do on your sister day?

Silas: Hmmm... I hadn't thought it through that far. Let me give it some
thought, and I'll get back to you.
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Elise B

Elise: Silas! Hi! Have you figured out what we're gonna do on Sister Day yet?

Silas: Well, I was thinking about it, and I believe I've got it figured out.

Elise: Oooh, yay! Go on, tell me all about it. Hurry! The wait is killing me!

Silas: Ha ha, well... I was thinking... we could get into an argument!

Elise: An argument? Really?! I don't understand...

Silas: That's what siblings do, right? And they say the more you fight, the
closer you become!

Elise: I have never heard anyone say that, no. I'm gonna tell it to you
straight, Silas. That is a really, REALLY dumb idea. Let's do something fun
instead!

Silas: Oh... OK. You're probably right.

Elise: Do you have anything else in mind?

Silas: No... that's all I could come up with.

Elise: Oh...

Silas: What do you suggest, Lady Elise? Is there anything you and Avatar do
that's especially sibling-like?

Elise: Oh! OH! We train together sometimes!

Silas: You train? Like, for battle?

Elise: Yeah! What do ya think?

Silas: I don't know... What if I hurt you? I could never forgive myself.

Elise: Why?

Silas: Why?! Because, um, hurting sweet little girls for fun is... you
know... wrong.

Elise: Pfft. That's what I say to that. Training is a great way for siblings
to bond. Trust me!

Silas: Oh dear...
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Elise A

Silas: Hello, Lady Elise.

Elise: Hi, Silas!

Silas: So I've been thinking about Sister Day, and I've made up my mind. If
you wish to train together, then that's what we'll do.

Elise: Huh? Really?

Silas: Really. If some terrible accident happens, I'm prepared to pay the
cost. People will throw stones, and I'll surely be hanged by my Nohrian
friends... But if that is your wish, then so be it.

Elise: Hmm... So, yeah, about that...

Silas: Is something wrong?

Elise: Weeell, now that I think about it, maybe that's not the best idea.

Silas: Oh? What made you change your mind?

Elise: Well, I realized that all siblings bond in different ways. I've never
trained with Xander once! So if you're gonna be my brother, Silas, we should
think of something special. You're not mad, are you? I know you finally made
up your mind and all...

Silas: No worries at all. We'll figure something out. This is harder than I
thought...

Elise: Oh, I know! Why don't we ask around? Get some fresh ideas? OOH! We can
even hold a tea party and all brainstorm and eat cookies! It will be so fun!
People can share stories about how they bond with their siblings. We're bound
to hear an idea that's perfect for us!

Silas: That's a wonderful idea, Lady Elise.

Elise: Isn't it? OK! Let's go invite everyone!

Silas: Yes, let's!
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Elise S

Silas: Lady Elise! I wanted to thank you for the other day. The tea party was
delightful. I can't recall the last time I laughed so hard! I will always
remember that day with great fondness.

Elise: I'm glad YOU had a good time. I'm a little bummed, to be honest. I was
really hoping we could figure out a fun sibling thing to do together. I guess
it's hopeless... *SIGH*

Silas: Actually... that's not a problem. I think I changed my mind about my
reward.

Elise: Huh, really? After all that?! Well, what DO you want then?

Silas: Well, instead of a sister, I was wondering... *GULP* Well, I was
hoping that... Maybe you would consent to be my wife instead.

Elise: ... ... ... Oh! I think I get it. You mean just for a day, like the
sister thing. Right? That's no problem at all.

Silas: Actually... I meant forever. Though I more than understand if you wish
to decline.

Elise: Silas...

Silas: I've had feelings for you for a while now. Lately, you're all I can
think about. I thought just being near you would be enough, thus the sister
idea. I probably should keep these emotions to myself, but I can't stand it
any longer.

Elise: I had no idea...

Silas: Lady Elise, I'll only ask this once. If you say no I shall leave you
alone forever. You are everything to me. Will you do me the honor of being my
wife?

Elise: Oh my... what a beautiful ring. But I wonder...

Silas: May I inquire as to the cause of your hesitation? Am I not worthy of
you?

Elise: No, it's not that! You're kind and faithful, and... and I have
feelings for you too. But if we can't even think of sibling things to do,
what will we do when we're married?

Silas: Oh, is that it? That's no concern at all! I was only lost for
suggestions because I didn't want to tip my hand to you. When we're married,
we can do whatever we please. Picnics, long walks, anything. My only concern
in life will be to make sure you are as happy as possible.

Elise: Oh, Silas... Do you mean it?

Silas: With all my heart, milady. I know a lowly knight is unworthy of a fair
princess, but please consider.

Elise: Don't speak that way about my future husband!

Silas: A-are you saying what I think you're saying?!

Elise: I'd be honored to share my life with you, dear Silas. I'm so happy!

Silas: Thank you, sweet Elise. This is the best reward anyone could ask
for...
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B3. Camilla C

Camilla: Silas, do you have a moment? I have a favor to ask of you.

Silas: Certainly. How can I help you, Lady Camilla?

Camilla: It's quite simple. I just need you to relay a message to Avatar for
me. Please tell him/her that I love him/her.

Silas: Um... That seems like the kind of thing you might want to tell him/her
in person.

Camilla: Well, sure. I tell him/her every day.

Silas: Yeeeah. So, I would think that would be sufficient...

Camilla: And you would be wrong! Lately, Avatar has hardly seemed to react to
my proclamations of love. I'm not sure what's going on, but I decided that I
need to try a new approach.

Silas: Have you considered scaling back? Perhaps Avatar feels overwhelmed.

Camilla: ...

Silas: Never mind-I would be happy to help. Now, what exactly would you like
for me to say?

Camilla: Let's see... How about, "I love you, schmoopie!" And "You're
sooooooooooo sweet!" Please be sure to relay both messages. Accuracy is
paramount.

Silas: ...

Camilla: Is something wrong, Silas?

Silas: Not at all, Lady Camilla. I will carry out your request.
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Camilla B

Silas: Lady Camilla, I've relayed your message to Avatar as requested.

Camilla: Thank you. And how did he/she react?

Silas: Like it was old news, I suppose. But, to be fair, Lady Camilla... What
did you expect?

Camilla: I see.

Silas: Please don't look so down. This just means that Avatar already knows
how you feel about him/her.

Camilla: Let me tell you a story, Silas. Long ago, when Avatar was locked up
in the castle... I baked some cookies and brought him/her a plate, along with
some tea.

Silas: Yes, I remember that day! Those were delicious.

Camilla: I'm glad you thought so. But Avatar never got a chance to try them.

Silas: What?! Why not?

Camilla: Well, if I remember correctly, he/she was in the middle of a
lesson... By the time you and everyone else had taken a cookie, there were
none left. I ran into him/her later that day, and he/she was flushed and
angry. "Thanks for nothing, my so-called sister!" he/she shouted.

Silas: Yes, I remember...

Camilla: So, I took Avatar into my arms and told him/her... "I love you so
much." And I vowed to never let him/her forget it.

Silas: That's a sweet story, Lady Camilla. And I understand your motivation.
But, if I may be so bold... I don't think you need to worry so much.

Camilla: And why is that?

Silas: Well, Avatar was only a child. And he/she was reacting in a childish
manner. You were certainly not at fault in any way. And he/she definitely
knows you love him/her.

Camilla: Be that as it may, I never want to see Avatar in such a state again.
So... would you mind relaying just one more message of love for me?

Silas: Again?

Camilla: Yes. This time, try saying "You are so sweet." And "I love you so
much." Really channel my emotions if you can! Let Avatar feel the depth of my
love!

Silas: Very well, Lady Camilla. One more time...
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Camilla A

Silas: Lady Camilla, I have fulfilled your request. To make the moment more
poignant, I even secured musical accompaniment.

Camilla: Wonderful! And how did Avatar react?

Silas: Well... he/she seemed to enjoy the music... But other than that,
he/she didn't really react.

Camilla: Hmpf.

Silas: Camilla, you must understand. I am also extremely close with Avatar.
And I know how much he/she cares about you and appreciates your words of
love. I do, however, know of another person desperate to hear those words
from you...

Camilla: Oh? I can't imagine who.

Silas: This person truly desires your love and admiration.

Camilla: Well, who could it be? Leo? Elise? You don't mean... Xander?

Silas: No, none of them. Camilla... I speak of myself.

Camilla: What?!

Silas: When Avatar and I were children, I thought I was jealous... Jealous
because he/she had a sister like you, and I was an only child. But in
hindsight, it's clear to me now that I was in love with you.

Camilla: Oh, Silas...

Silas: I apologize for speaking like this. I should have kept my mouth
shut...

Camilla: No, it's all right. I can't believe I never knew you felt this way.

Silas: Please. Would it have made any difference?

Camilla: Honestly... I don't know.

Silas: Then forget I said anything. Pardon me.

Camilla: Wait, Silas!

Silas: Yes?

Camilla: I had feelings for you too, once. Though the moment may have
passed...

Silas: Camilla...

Camilla: Perhaps we should leave it at that?

Silas: Certainly.
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Camilla S

Silas: Camilla, thank you for hearing me out the other day.

Camilla: Of course, Silas. Your words made me happy. I'm not sure that Avatar
would approve, but...

Silas: Well, brace yourself. I have more to say.

Camilla: Yes?

Silas: Camilla... will you marry me?

Camilla: Are you serious?

Silas: I know this is all so sudden... But here, please accept this ring.

Camilla: I... I can't, Silas!

Silas: But you just said that my words made you happy!

Camilla: And that is true. But... what about Avatar?

Silas: You're worried he'll/she'll be jealous. Or think you don't love
him/her.

Camilla: Yes. No... I don't know!

Silas: I anticipated that you might feel this way. Which is why I've already
asked for his/her blessing.

Camilla: And he/she granted it?!

Silas: Yes. In fact, it was Avatar who gave me the courage to finally say
something.

Camilla: In that case... then I will gladly accept your proposal, Silas!

Silas: Fantastic! This is the best day of my life! I can't wait to go tell
Avatar!

Camilla: What?! Why do you get to tell him/her? I'm his/her sister!

Silas: But he's/she's my best friend!

Camilla: Well, then, forget it. Engagement off!

Silas: Augh!

Camilla: Oh, I'm just teasing. But I WILL be the one to break the news, got
it?

Silas: Very well. Be my guest. Either way, I'll still be the happiest guy in
the world!
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B3. Effie C

Effie: Silas... can I ask you a question?

Silas: Sure, Effie. What is it?

Effie: Why are you fighting in this army?

Silas: What do you mean?

Effie: Well, I mean, I'm here because I'm sworn to protect Lady Elise. I owe
her everything-and she's my best friend-so it's a natural arrangement. But
you're not anyone's retainer. What's in it for you?

Silas: I see. So, you think I'm some kind of mercenary?

Effie: No, that's not it. I guess I'd just struggle with motivation if it
weren't for Lady Elise. And yet you're so dedicated... and one of our
strongest fighters. So, if you're not just in it for yourself, why are you
here?

Silas: Well, Effie, I'm really no different than you. I'm here to protect
Avatar. We have a long, complicated history, but I would do anything to
protect him/her. That's all there is to it!

Effie: I don't think that's true at all.

Silas: What?! How can you say that?

Effie: The part about you being no different than me. That's just not true!

Silas: Well, I'm not going to stand here and argue with you. But it seems
rather obvious to me...

Effie: I'm sorry-I'm probably overreacting. I guess I'm just a bit sensitive.
Just hold off on comparing the two of us until you get to know me better, OK?

Silas: Fair enough, Effie.
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Effie B

Silas: Effie, do you have a moment?

Effie: Yes, what is it, Silas?

Silas: About the other day... I've been giving it some thought, and I really
do think we're similar. But judging by your reaction... something about me
bothers you. Why were you so adamant about the two of us being different?

Effie: I'm not sure. That's just how I feel.

Silas: Well, that's vague. I'm just as dedicated as you. Why can't you see
it?

Effie: Sure, if you say so.

Silas: All right. Pay close attention during our next battle. I'll show you
what I mean.

Effie: Don't bother.

Silas: Yeesh, what's wrong with you?

Effie: Sorry, but I don't have time to watch your showboating on the
battlefield. I'll be too busy protecting Lady Elise!

Silas: So you can't even be bothered to glance in my direction. I get it.

Effie: Fine. I'll try to take a look. IF AND ONLY IF LADY ELISE IS COMPLETELY
SAFE! You got that?

Silas: Yes, yes, that's all I'm asking for.
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Effie A

Effie: Silas. I watched you carefully in that last battle. And now I can
demonstrate precisely how we are different.

Silas: All right. Let's hear it.

Effie: Take a look here, under my armor.

Silas: Gods!

Effie: Now look at this scar.

Silas: Oh, Effie. I had no idea you had suffered such grievous wounds.

Effie: To protect someone is to sacrifice your own flesh and blood. My
dedication to Elise is total. So these don't even bother me. You don't appear
to have suffered the same types of wounds. You're very skilled in battle-you
have immense talent. But I have to train around the clock just to stay alive
out there.

Silas: Your point is taken. And I do not wish to make this a competition. But
please understand that I too have suffered in battle. Not everything comes
quite so easily to me. I think the most important thing is that we both
strive to protect above all else.

Effie: Yes... after seeing your defense of Lord/Lady Avatar, I believe you.

Silas: Thank you, Effie. It is gratifying to hear those words. Perhaps we can
make better use of our individual strengths in the next battle? For example,
I could take a forward position, ahead of you and Lady Elise. And Avatar, of
course. That way, I can protect all of you.

Effie: I'm sorry, Silas, but that doesn't work for me. I need to be able to
see up front.

Silas: Yes, I suppose your style is suited to an aggressive position...

Effie: More importantly... I won't get any stronger if I just stand behind
you. I need to be mixing it up if I want to improve my skills. Surely you
understand.

Silas: Of course. Let's simply make a pact to cooperate whenever possible. In
defense of the ones we care about, of course.

Effie: Of course. Thank you, Silas.
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Effie S

Silas: Effie. Thanks for coming.

Effie: Hello, Silas. What's going on?

Silas: Well... I just wanted to say thank you. You've inspired me to work
harder. The way you train... the way you lay your body on the line for
Elise... I'm rededicating myself to the total protection of Avatar.

Effie: Aw, Silas. Don't thank me. All I did was act kind of cranky. Lord/Lady
Avatar is lucky to have you on his/her side.

Silas: Well, I certainly hope so. Ahem. There's one other thing...

Effie: Well, go on! I have a tough workout scheduled for this afternoon.

Silas: I wanted to tell you that Avatar is no longer the only person I'd die
to protect.

Effie: Oh? That's a surprise. Who is it?

Silas: It's you, Effie. I'd stand alone in front of a great army to ensure
your safety.

Effie: Uh... that sounds like a problem...

Silas: What?! Why?

Effie: Like I said before. I can't have anyone standing in front of me during
battle!

Silas: Oh. Whew. Of course. But, uh, that's not exactly what I meant. All
right, I'm just going to put it out there. Ahem. Effie. Will you marry me?

Effie: Oh! I see what you meant. Let me think about this for a second...
Sure, I'll marry you.

Silas: Um... that's great... But you seem awfully casual about all this...

Effie: Well, I'm a little surprised, I suppose, but it makes a lot of sense.
You're a good person. You're strong and loyal. I've enjoyed getting to know
you. As long as it won't interfere with my duties to Lady Elise, I'll happily
marry you, Silas!

Silas: I understand. I promise to protect you and, by proxy, Lady Elise. May
we all have a long and happy future together!

Effie: Thank you, Silas! I'd give my life to protect you as well. Assuming
I'm not already busy protecting Lady Elise, of course...
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B3. Nyx C

Silas: Nyx, do you mind if I ask about a possibly delicate subject?

Nyx: I don't need second sight to see where this is going.

Silas: Are you... well... is it true that you're older than me?

Nyx: This subject again...

Silas: Of course, you don't have to answer if you don't want to. I'm not
entirely comfortable asking a woman about her age...

Nyx: I don't mind at all. It was obviously going to come up. The answer is
yes. I'm older than you by quite a lot.

Silas: That seems so strange... And is it true, too, that you were cursed to
be this way?

Nyx: You have good sources. Fell magic has prevented me from growing or
aging.

Silas: Goodness. That sounds... serious.

Nyx: Yes. You can see why it's not something that I advertise.

Silas: Hmm... fair enough. I'm sorry. It must be hard for you, frozen in time
like that.

Nyx: In some ways. But brooding over my condition does nothing to solve it. I
try not to think about it these days.

Silas: Don't say that! You'll never figure out a cure if you give up.

Nyx: Sorry?

Silas: I'll find a way. I hate to see any of my allies in distress. I must do
SOMETHING.

Nyx: But...

Silas: I'll break that curse, you see if I don't! It won't be long now!
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Nyx B

Silas: Oh, there you are, Nyx.

Nyx: Silas.

Silas: I've wandered pretty far afield in search of a way to break your
curse.

Nyx: And your search was fruitless, I expect.

Silas: On the contrary.

Nyx: Don't feel bad. I'd already exhausted every avenue of- Wait. You found
something?

Silas: Voila. This is a little remedy I found in a seedy little apothecary's
shop in the city.

Nyx: You found this in some hole-in-the-wall shop, hm?

Silas: Yeah. Advances in modern medicine, and all that.

Nyx: Might I see it?

Silas: Of course! Better yet, go ahead and try it out. I'm eager to see if it
works.

Nyx: Hmm. A powder... Silas, I have something to show you.

Silas: What is it?

Nyx: You can see here that it says "Guaranteed Curse Remedy" on the
packaging. But look closer. The label has been affixed over the original
packet. It used to say "Headache Remedy." This is common pain medicine.

Silas: Let me see that... Well. This is a blow to the ego... I should have
known better.

Nyx: A packet of powder claiming to lift curses did seem strange to me. But I
have to caution you, Silas. This curse won't be resolved so easily.

Silas: I refuse to accept that! I won't give up, not when there's a friend in
need!
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Nyx A

Silas: I've got it this time for sure, Nyx! Voila!

Nyx: This looks... toxic...

Silas: I'm not surprised. It's mixed from mandrake roots, frog tongues, and
dragon dung. As well as a few other ingredients I'd rather not mention. All
of it was ground together and turned into a potion. I'm told it can lift any
curse!

Nyx: Did you say... dragon dung? And that's one of the ingredients you're
willing to name? What are you asking me to drink?!

Silas: Trust me, you don't want to know. You'd never agree to drink it
otherwise.

Nyx: I'm not sure I want to drink it anyway...

Silas: I followed the recipe in the book to the letter, so it should work.
Probably.

Nyx: I'm sorry, but there are lengths I won't go to. Even for this.

Silas: ... No, I suppose not. It's a lot to ask.

Nyx: Silas, really. You don't need to try so hard. I'm keenly aware that this
is not the kind of curse that can be lifted with a potion. Besides, to some
extent, I have only myself to blame.

Silas: What?

Nyx: Ah. I thought you knew. From a young age, I displayed a talent for black
magic. I mastered some of the most heinous spells known to man as if they
were child's play. They say power corrupts, and I can attest to that. My
failure to control the magics I wielded resulted in many innocent deaths.
This curse is the price for my hubris.

Silas: I had no idea...

Nyx: I'm honored that you're so determined to help me. But the situation is
more complicated than you may have bargained for.

Silas: I see. Still, I won't let that stop me.

Nyx: Oh?

Silas: There must be a way to wipe your record clean. Something we haven't
considered. We'll tackle that once the curse is lifted.

Nyx: ... Thank you, Silas. You've been kinder to me than most who know my
secrets.
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Nyx S

Silas: Nyx... I've been waiting for you.

Nyx: What's going on? And why do you have so many flowers?

Silas: These bouquets are gifts for you.

Nyx: Thank you. I don't know what I'll do with them all, but it's a nice
gesture.

Silas: These were what the florist suggested when I asked for ones signifying
liberation.

Nyx: Liberation... that's a comforting thought.

Silas: I hope my other gift pleases you, too. It's an engagement ring.

Nyx: Indeed?

Silas: Nyx... I'd like us to be wed.

Nyx: ... Hm.

Silas: Let's get to the bottom of this curse as husband and wife. We'll find
a way to set this right together. I'll support you to the end, body and soul.

Nyx: Thank you, Silas. I accept, of course.

Silas: ...

Nyx: Are we leaving it at that, then...?

Silas: Er, no. Sorry. I had much more to say, but all of it was moot when you
simply agreed.

Nyx: Oh, yes, I see. You should know that I'm also a talented soothsayer. And
I had a particular vision not long ago of a kind and devoted man visiting me.
Through his kindness and dauntless effort, a path to my redemption would
open. And little by little, my curse would begin to lift...

Silas: Is this true?!

Nyx: Yes. It even indicated that my life could be effectively over if I let
him slip away. It was only today, after you spoke to me, that I could be
certain... That man is you. And so I saw every reason to accept your
proposal.

Silas: Fantastic... We ought to let the others know so we can be officially
married at once.

Nyx: Why the rush?

Silas: I'm worried some other fellow will come along meeting the same
criteria...

Nyx: Hahah, that seems unlikely. The vision spoke specifically of the man's
undaunted effort. Only you would go so far as to bring me headache powder or
some ghastly potion. Only you, of all the people I know, have been dauntless
in your effort to cure me. So you see, it is clear to me that you were the
one all along.
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B3. Selena C

Selena: Hey, Silas. I hear you've got the strongest work ethic around camp.

Silas: Well, I don't know about that, but I do try to give my all whenever I
can.

Selena: Typical. People like you always act so sweet and humble, and it makes
me sick.

Silas: What...? I'm not being humble. I really do have to try harder than
most people.

Selena:
MOST people, sure. But not ALL people. Lots of folks think that about you,
but they're wrong.

Silas: I-I wasn't arguing the point... I take it you're laying a claim on the
strongest work ethic in the army?

Selena: Not yet. But we're going to find out.

Silas: We... we are?

Selena: I'll be the judge of whether you really work hard or you're just
faking it. If you're any lazier than me, it's not fair that everyone thinks
you work the hardest. So we'll have a competition to see how hard you're
REALLY prepared to work.

Silas: This feels like the start of something extraordinarily tedious...

Selena: Are you complaining already?! We haven't even started yet!

Silas: No! I just don't understand what we're fighting about.

Selena: What, you're backing out?

Silas: C-certainly not now...

Selena: So you're accepting my challenge, RIGHT?

Silas: Why me...? All right, you're on. Agreeing to this is clearly going to
be the fastest way to get it over with.

Selena: That's right. I'll be back later to go over the challenge, once I
figure out what it is. Here's a hint, though: I'm going to win.

Silas: Right...
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Selena B

Selena: Hey, you came. I was sure you'd chicken out and stay home!

Silas: Trust me, there are a lot of things I'd rather be doing right now. But
I don't back down from a challenge once I've taken it.

Selena: Well, you talk big, at least. OK, the first event starts right here,
right now.

Silas: "First event"? This isn't something we can settle now and get on with
our lives?

Selena: Of course not! A standard competition goes for three rounds.

Silas: That's new to me... but if those are the terms of our duel, fair
enough.

Selena: The first event: practice swings. The rules are simple. We keep
taking swings, counting together, and the first one to tire out loses!

Silas: ... Huh. I was bracing myself when I heard you say it's simple, but...
it really is.

Selena: Of course it is! Why wouldn't it be?! There's nothing complex about
working hard! You put in effort, you get the reward! Don't you even know that
much?!

Silas: Well... when you put it that way, I guess I agree.

Selena: Good. Now hurry up and get ready.
(Time passes)

Selena: And... GO! One!

Silas: Two!

Selena: Three!
(Time passes)

Selena: 627! You're pretty good at this...

Silas: 628! You haven't yet seen me at my best.

Selena: 629! If it gets too tough, give up. I won't judge.

Silas: 630! Stop joking. You'll make my sides ache.

Selena: 631! It was worth a try!
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Selena A

Selena: You put up a pretty good fight in round one.

Silas: Don't remind me. I thought I was dreaming when I saw the sun begin to
rise... Though it wasn't as dreamlike once our orders to deploy came in.

Selena: Yeah, that was a shame. We'll have to count it as a draw. Now, for
the second event...

Silas: Wait. Before we plunge back into this, I have to know something first.
Why are you so obsessed over which of us has the stricter work ethic?

Selena: Um...

Silas: Of course, if you don't want to tell me, that's quite all right...

Selena: N-no... it's fine. If you really want to know... I just don't have
any confidence in myself.

Silas: No confidence? You?

Selena: You'd be surprised. The truth is, there's a lot I'm no good at. My
mother was incredible, but she's gone now, and I'm nowhere near as good. I
always got compared to her-people went so far as to say I was her defective
kid. I couldn't stand that...

Silas: So you felt that you had to try harder?

Selena: Don't tell anyone, OK?

Silas: Your secret's safe with me.

Selena: All right, enough of that. Let's get the second round started.

Silas: You know, I don't think that's necessary. I hereby relinquish the
title of hardest- working soldier to you.

Selena: Huh?

Silas: It was clear to me after hearing your story. You said you have to work
hard because things don't come naturally to you. Whereas I'm from a noble
house. I've had many things simply handed to me... So of the two of us, I
think you've probably had to work harder for what you have.

Selena: W-well, that all SOUNDS good. But I can't let it go at that... We
have a duel to settle! I can't let the whole thing drop just because we
talked it out!

Silas: A-all right, if you insist... What's the next event in our
competition?

Selena: Up next is... a cross-country race!

Silas: ... OK, then. I guess we'll be running until dawn.

Selena: You know it!
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Selena S

Silas: That race was intense...

Selena: I can't believe you didn't give up. We ran to places I'd never seen
before...

Silas: I heard Avatar was ready to move out, but he/she couldn't find us
anywhere.

Selena: I never want another scolding like the one we got when we returned...
Worst of all, the match was another draw!

Silas: I have to hand it to you, you have a more intense work ethic than
anyone I've met. That's why I feel comfortable giving this to a true hard
worker.

Selena: Ooh, did you get me a medal?

Silas: Not quite. Just open it.

Selena: This is a ring.

Silas: Yeah. An engagement ring.

Selena: Whoa there... you're asking me to marry you?!

Silas: That's exactly what I'm doing. I mean it, too.

Selena: ... ... No way.

Silas: What? Why...?

Selena: It's hard to explain... but I need to go home someday, and that's a
long way from here.

Silas: I don't understand... Aren't you a Nohrian soldier? One of Camilla's
retainers, as I recall.

Selena: If I ever do get to go back... would you come with me?

Silas: ... Well, I'd certainly be willing to try. I knew I'd have to put work
into our relationship, after all.

Selena: Silas...

Silas: I'd go to considerable lengths for you, Selena. I'd run farther and
fight harder to support you than I would to compete with you.

Selena: You make a good case. I accept.

Silas: ... Huh. That was unexpected.

Selena: Did you not want me to say yes?

Silas: No, I did, but... I thought it would take more effort than that.

Selena: W-well... I thought you'd be sad if I turned you down. And you must
have done a lot of research to buy a ring this fine... I hate to see a hard
worker's efforts go to waste.

Silas: Is that right? That's very considerate of you...

Selena: One thing, though. Let me get this out of the way up front. If we
ever have a child, I'd better still be first in your heart.

Silas: ... What?

Selena: Of course you should love your own child-that's fine. You just need
to love me more. Promise me that, or you can take this ring back to where you
bought it.

Silas: ... In that case... I'll work harder at loving you than you could
possibly imagine.
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B3. Beruka C

Silas: Beruka... can we talk?

Beruka: About what?

Silas: I... no, never mind. I must have been imagining it. There's nothing
bothering you, is there?

Beruka: No.

Silas: Right... just my imagination, then. Sorry to bother you.

Beruka: Why did you ask?

Silas: Oh... I don't know, you just looked a bit... gloomy.

Beruka: I get that a lot. People ask me if I'm angry, or if something sad
happened, and so forth. But I'm not. My emotions are just kind of... dead.
That's why people think that.

Silas: Wait, what do you mean, "dead"?

Beruka: It's hard to explain.

Silas: ... That's a problem. I'm even more worried about you than I was
before...

Beruka: Oh.

Silas: Beruka, this is serious. That's no way to go through life. I can't let
a friend stay like this. I'm going to help you do something about it!
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Beruka B

Silas: Are you ready to get started? I'm going to tell you a story. Just
relax and listen.

Beruka: OK.

Silas: Wait until you hear this... Hahaha... So the other day, Arthur walks
in, and...
(Time passes)
Silas: *sigh* This isn't working...

Beruka: ... No good, huh.

Silas: I just told you about a hundred classic Arthur stories in a row! I
asked everyone-these are the funniest stories we all came up with. I could
hardly breathe as I was telling some of them! Weren't they funny to you?

Beruka: ... I don't know what "funny" feels like. I was just thinking about
how rough Arthur's got it. That's all.

Silas: You don't know about humor? What on earth happened to you? Were you
born this way?

Beruka: I don't know for sure. When I was growing up in the slums... I was
told my parents were to blame for my emotions being dead.

Silas: Your parents? Do you want to talk about that?

Beruka: ... No.

Silas: Yeah. I'm not surprised. It's fine, though. These things are hard to
open up about. In the meantime, I'll keep thinking of our next step. Hmm...
what might work?

Beruka: ...
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Beruka A

Beruka: Silas. I'm ready to tell you about my parents.

Silas: What? Just like that?
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Beruka: It seems like a good time. My parents... probably didn't love me.

Silas: What makes you think that?

Beruka: They abandoned me very early on. I have no memories of them. After
that, I lived by myself in the slums. The first time I killed for money, I
wasn't yet 10 years old.

Silas: How can someone so young be a hardened killer?

Beruka: I had a mentor in the slums. He taught me how to support myself. How
to kill.

Silas: Where is he now?

Beruka: I killed him.

Silas: You what?!

Beruka: Someone wanted him dead. The contract went to me.

Silas: But... how could you?

Beruka: The money was good.

Silas: *sniff*

Beruka: Are you crying? Why?

Silas: Because what I'm hearing is horrible... I had no idea what your
upbringing was like.

Beruka: I envy you, Silas.

Silas: What?

Beruka: It must be nice to laugh and cry. If I could feel sad about things,
maybe I wouldn't have killed my mentor.

Silas: Beruka... I'm going to help you! Even if it takes years and years!

Beruka: ... Thanks, Silas.
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Beruka S

Beruka: Silas?

Silas: Oh, hello, Beruka. I was waiting for you. I got you a present. Here,
open it.

Beruka: What is it?

Silas: Why don't you open it and see?

Beruka: No. Tell me.

Silas: It's an engagement ring.

Beruka: ...

Silas: Marrying you is step one. That way, we'll have the rest of our lives
for me to teach you about emotions. Someday, you'll learn how to cry and
laugh for yourself.

Beruka: ...

Silas: Um... Beruka...?

Beruka: ...

Silas: Are you... crying?

Beruka: I don't know. Is this what crying feels like? Am I sad? Is that it?

Silas: Could be. But people also cry sometimes when they're happy.

Beruka: Is that true? Hmm. Yes, Silas, I will marry you.

Silas: Really?

Beruka: Honestly, I still can't tell what these tears mean. But maybe with
your help, someday I'll get it.

Silas: That's my hope.

Beruka: If I learn to laugh and cry like you... Could I cry for my mentor?
Can I shed tears of regret?

Silas: Someday. And when you do, I'll hold you until the tears run dry.

Beruka: Thank you, Silas.
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B3. Peri C

Silas: Hello, Peri. I've seen you around, but I don't think we've ever
spoken, have we? I'm curious to know whether the rumors I've heard are
true...

Peri: Rumors? Heehee, you act like I have a bad reputation or something!

Silas: You mean... you don't know...?

Peri: Nope, but tell me! What do people say?

Silas: I've heard, and this is just hearsay, that you used to treat your
servants abominably.

Peri: Huh. I didn't know people cared about that enough to talk about it...

Silas: You really didn't? I'm surprised...

Peri: Why, though?! I still don't get it! Start explaining!

Silas: ... I might not be the right person to talk to you about this.

Peri: Noooo! Why not?! I wanna know! I wanna know NOW! *sob* Waaaaaaaaaaaah!

Silas: Oh dear... what have I done...?
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Peri B

Peri: Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... I'm so mad, I could slice up a puppy!

Silas: Peri...

Peri: Silas! You're the WORST! I'm mad at you until you tell me why people
are gossiping about me!

Silas: Yes, well... I talked to Lord Xander about you. He seems oddly partial
to you. He didn't say it in so many words, but I think he values you more
than I suspected.

Peri: And?! So?! What does that mean?!

Silas: It means I shouldn't antagonize you. I'm sorry I stirred up something
that wasn't any of my business. Forget I said anything.

Peri: I still don't understand... but if you say I should forget it, then OK.

Silas: Thanks, Peri. And I'm sorry.

Peri: Hmph! I said I'd forget-but I don't have to forgive! I hate you, Silas!
(Peri leaves)

Silas: *sigh*... Even if she is important to Lord Xander, he needs to rein in
her vicious streak. Especially if she keeps lashing out at her defenseless
servants. I'll have to tread lightly here...
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Peri A

Peri: Grrrrrr... I can't BELIEVE that Silas! I've never been so mad in all my
life! I don't think even going out and painting the battleground red would
help!

Silas: Hello, Peri. I came to apologize again.

Peri: Apologize all you want! I'm not listening!

Silas: I thought you might say that. I'm prepared to accept the consequences.
Draw your weapon. Do your worst.

Peri: What?

Silas: If bloodshed will lift your spirits, then I'll volunteer as your
victim.

Peri: R-really?

Silas: Yes. And I never go back on my word.

Peri: OK... It's your funeral... Take this! And that! And some of these!
(Block)

Silas: ...

Peri: Hey, no fair defending! How am I supposed to bathe in your blood like
this?!

Silas: Hahaha! If that's what you want, you'll need to fight harder to break
through my defenses. Have at me!

Peri: Fine! I WILL! I hope you're ready!
(Time passes)
Peri: *pant* *wheeze* I'm tired...

Silas: You're pretty fearsome. I can see why Lord Xander handpicked you.

Peri: That's weird... All your blood's still in your body, but I feel better
anyway.

Silas: I'm not surprised. A good, hard workout can make you feel better, even
if you don't kill anyone.

Peri: Really? I never knew...

Silas: So there's no need to hurt your servants anymore, is there?

Peri: Yeah, I guess not. I'll just work them harder, too! We'll all feel good
together!

Silas: Close enough.

Peri: But I want you to help!

Silas: I can oblige that. Ask whenever you want, and I'll make sure you get a
good workout.

Peri: Thanks, Silas! You're the BEST!
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Peri S

Peri: Silas! Do you need something?

Silas: Good, you're here. I wanted to talk to you. I went to your house not
long ago and had a chat with your father.

Peri: A-about what? Were you tattling on me?!

Silas: No. I went to him to ask for his blessing for your hand in marriage.

Peri: Huh? Marriage? Are you feeling OK, Silas?

Silas: I love you, Peri. And so I want to marry you. That's as plain as I can
make it.

Peri: Whaaaaaat? You mean... you don't hate me?

Silas: Not in the least!

Peri: Hooray! One more person who doesn't hate me!

Silas: Y-yes... you've calmed down a lot lately, Peri. I think that's helped.

Peri: Have I? I didn't notice.

Silas: Seeing this softer side of you has swept me off my feet. And so I went
to see your father. That doesn't upset you, I hope...

Peri: No way! I love how nice you are to me.

Silas: Oh, I'm not especially nice...

Peri: You totally are! Don't be so modest! But... will I have to do housework
and stuff if we get married?

Silas: That won't be necessary. I come from a prosperous house with many
servants.

Peri: No fooling...?

Silas: Yes. But that doesn't give you license to torture them.

Peri: Yeah, I know! I'll just work them real hard. But I'll be the one to
make dinner for you every night!

Silas: I won't say no to that. Shall we go tell Lord Xander, then?

Peri: What do you think he'll say?

Silas: I'm sure he'll be thrilled for us.

Peri: Yeah? Then I can't wait! I love you, Silas! I love you more than anyone
ever!

Silas: And I you, Peri.
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B3. Charlotte C

Charlotte: Sir Silas!

Silas: You're... Charlotte, right?

Charlotte: Indeed I am! I'm positively thrilled you remembered! Delighted,
even! For a man such as you to notice a woman such as me is an exquisite
pleasure!

Silas: Is it...?

Charlotte: Oh my goodness... how did I not see this before? Your eyes
complement your hair so wonderfully. It's a marvelous effect! Tee hee!

Silas: ... That's very kind of you. I'm sorry, what was it you wanted?

Charlotte: Oh, I don't mean to take time out of your busy schedule. I had one
small question. Is it true that you're Lord/Lady Avatar's closest friend?

Silas: That's right. I'd lay down my life to save his/hers. It's a very
close, very long-standing friendship we have.

Charlotte: Oh my...

Silas: Good heavens, are you all right? You nearly collapsed!

Charlotte: F-forgive me... I had a sudden vision of the love between you two,
and... Well, it was so lovely to consider that I felt faint. Oh! I'm suddenly
struck with an idea! What if I fix a nice lunch for you sometime?

Silas: How did we get from Avatar to lunch...? Well, whatever the reason, I'm
not hungry. Though I appreciate the offer.

Charlotte: Silas, Silas... must I spell this out for you? The food, excellent
as it will be, isn't the point. I'm trying to get to know you better.

Silas: Um... Oh.
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Charlotte B

Charlotte: Sir Silas! I come bearing gifts! Behold, a hand-prepared lunch,
just for you!

Silas: Well, that's considerate of you. I was just feeling hungry, too.

Charlotte: Now, before you dig in, do you mind answering one teensy question?

Silas: I guess not. What do you want to know?

Charlotte: According to what you said the other day, Lord/Lady Avatar is your
closest friend.

Silas: True enough. What about it?

Charlotte: Well, a little birdie told me that Lord/Lady Avatar doesn't quite
see it that way...

Silas: What?

Charlotte: As I recall, and I hope I have this right, when you reunited with
Lord/Lady Avatar... didn't he/she have no memories of who you were? Tell me,
what is your true relationship with the man/woman?

Silas: Avatar and I were good friends at an early age. But I didn't have free
access to the castle where he/she spent most of his/her time. So I can
understand how he/she might not remember me. But you can't deny that today,
he/she and I are the closest of friends.

Charlotte: Hooooold it, buster!

Silas: Wh-what's wrong?

Charlotte: Why didn't you have access to the castle? Are you telling me
you're... not royalty?

Silas: Well, no. I never claimed to be.

Charlotte: You... never... Ugh! Some waste of time fixing that lunch was! All
that work, straight down the drain!

Silas: Huh?

Charlotte: You said you were best friends! So OBVIOUSLY, I thought you'd be
royalty too. And now you spring this on me. How do I know you're friends at
all? That might be another one of your tricks. You're dead to me, Silas.
Dead!

Silas: Ch-Charlotte...?

Charlotte: Lunch is for royals. You can go eat sand.

Silas: Er, I may not be royalty... But I am of noble blood.

Charlotte: You're... Whaaaat?! Why didn't you SAY so? That changes
everything! Pardon me, Sir Silas-won't you taste the food I made specially
for you?

Silas: Something's... off here...
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Charlotte A

Silas: Charlotte, can we talk?

Charlotte: Wh-why, of course, dear Silas! I've always time to spare for
you...!

Silas: No, this is serious. I don't mean to be indelicate, but... I suspect
that you have some serious emotional issues.

Charlotte: Issues? Me?

Silas: Yes. I've noticed you have a tendency toward sudden mood swings.
They're worryingly extreme, in some cases. I don't think it's healthy. But
it's nothing to be ashamed of. I think that by really digging deep inside and
identifying the problem, you can fix it. And I'll help you. I've never been
one to give up on my friends.

Charlotte: Hm...

Silas: Why don't you have a seat? Let's talk a little about your childhood.

Charlotte: Excuse me?

Silas: I'd like to explore how you got to be this way. I think it could be
enlightening. So just relax, and let's talk.

Charlotte: Hrmph... Fine, if it'll get you off my back.

Silas: So where are you from? Originally.

Charlotte: I was born into an ordinary household. And when I say "ordinary,"
I mean "not rich."

Silas: Does that bother you?

Charlotte: I don't know if I'd go that far. But I always was entranced by the
way the royals lived. I wanted to live like that... I wanted my family to be
that well off. That's why I worked hard to train myself as a warrior-so I
could join the castle guard.

Silas: All right. I'm starting to see the shape of your story. You'd need to
excel in battle in order to improve your social standing. But the better you
performed as a warrior, the more you found yourself in a dilemma. The nobles
you sought to impress saw war as men's work... They couldn't reconcile your
achievements with their image of femininity. And after enough of this,
neither could you. Hence the conflicting personas. Am I near the mark?

Charlotte: Th-that's... actually pretty accurate.

Silas: If that's all it is... then my opinion of you has improved
considerably.

Charlotte: Huh?

Silas: I'm a man who also had to work hard to get my position as a castle
knight. So in that sense, at least, I can relate.

Charlotte: Oh...

Silas: So back to your childhood...

Charlotte: You haven't heard enough already?

Silas: Not by a long shot! I want to hear all the fine details of what your
life was like. You said yourself that you'd like to get to know me better,
and I feel the same. And for that reason, we should be an open book to one
another.
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Charlotte S

Charlotte: Silas? You called? What was it you wanted to talk about? Are we
going to go over more of my past today?

Silas: Not if you don't want to. Instead, I thought I'd talk to you about
something else.

Charlotte: So I don't have to do the talking today? Whew...

Silas: That's right. Before I say my piece, though... I have a gift for you.

Charlotte: What's this? A ring? It's pretty, but...

Silas: Specifically, it's an engagement ring. Charlotte... will you marry me?

Charlotte: ... Is this really happening?

Silas: If I'm up to your standards, that is.

Charlotte: Silas... Of course you are! I mean, no, you're not royalty... But
I can't say no to a pretty face.

Silas: I'll take that in the spirit it was intended.

Charlotte: But are you sure you want to marry me? I can still be kinda two-
faced.

Silas: I've been thinking about that. And I don't believe it's a problem
anymore. I love you, and it's just one of the many parts of you to love. If
nothing else, being with you will certainly keep me on my toes.

Charlotte: ... Was that a compliment?

Silas: That's how I meant it, at least. A tree that grows straight and true
is beautiful, but so is ivy on a wall. So too is humanity beautiful in all
its incarnations.

Charlotte: You're comparing me to tangled ivy? Are you SURE this is a
compliment?

Silas: It's the complicated ones that interest me. I'll be getting to know
you for years. No matter how long we're together, I know that I'll never tire
of you.

Charlotte: OK. I'll give it a shot if you will. As long as you don't mind
marrying two people in one... I'm yours, Silas. It'll never be a dull moment
around me- I can promise you that much.

Silas: And I can promise you that I'll always try to understand what drives
you. I love you too much to assume the worst about you, Charlotte. I always
have, and I hope I always will.
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C. Nohr Buddy Supports

Xander*

C1. Leo C

Xander: Leo. Do you have a moment? I wish to speak with you about the last
war meeting.

Leo: The war meeting? Whatever about?

Xander: I saw you raise your hand as if you were about to give your opinion
on something. But then you lowered it without a word...

Leo: Ah. Well... That was...

Xander: If you take issue with what I'm proposing, you should not hesitate to
speak up. You are a prince of Nohr, Leo. It is your royal duty to do so.

Leo: I suppose... though there would have been no point in speaking up.

Xander: How so?

Leo: *sigh* Because you're the crown prince, Xander. You alone decide what we
do. And with the great Xander at the helm, my ideas are like those of a
child. So what's the point of speaking up?

Xander: What's the point of remaining silent? If I were in your shoes, I
would...

Leo: That's just it, Xander! I'm NOT you!

Xander: !!

Leo: ... I'm sorry, Brother. Please forgive my outburst. I beg of you to let
this go. It's all my fault, as ever. I promise to make you proud next time.

Xander: Leo...
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Leo B

Xander: Leo. May I speak with you?

Leo: Certainly. What's on your mind?

Xander: The other day, you said quite passionately that you and I are not the
same.

Leo: Oh, that. I'm sorry I said anything. I simply lost my head for a moment.

Xander: Not at all. What you said is true. You and I are different people,
Leo, and I am grateful for that. You have your own strengths and your way of
doing things... just as I have mine. I do not expect you to follow in my
footsteps, Brother.

Leo: ... Hey, Xander. Do you remember when we all trained together when we
were little?

Xander: Of course. It was my duty as the eldest to prepare my siblings for
combat.

Leo: Even back then, you excelled at everything you tried. Fighting,
horsemanship, elocution, swimming... The list goes on. You were unstoppable.
Not me, though. I had to work so hard at everything. I was so envious of you.

Xander: ...

Leo: At first we all practiced swordsmanship, magic, and hand-to-hand combat
together. But eventually you took to the sword while I devoted myself to
magic. A large part of the reason I chose magic... was because you didn't. I
knew if I walked the same path as you, I would always be in your shadow. The
joke's on me, though. Your shadow is too grand to escape, I'm afraid.

Xander: Leo, I...

Leo: I know, Xander. You and I are different. There's no point in comparing
us. I know that. I do. And yet... I don't think I'll ever stop trying to
reach your heights... or failing miserably to do so.

Xander: ...

Leo: Sorry. It must be hard having such a petty, competitive brother. Please
forgive me...
(Leo leaves)

Xander: Leo!
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Leo A

Xander: Leo! May I have a moment of your time? I want you to know I'm
grateful you finally told me how you feel. I have something to tell you as
well.

Leo: ...

Xander: When we were both young, only beginning to find our feet on the
battlefield... I was relieved the day you chose to walk the path of magic
instead of the blade.

Leo: I don't understand. Why would you be relieved?

Xander: Before then, I always felt you at my heels, pushing me. Pressuring
me.

Leo: Pressuring you? Me?

Xander: You're so precocious, Leo. It was only a matter of time before you
caught up to me. You say you were envious of me, but the truth is, I felt the
same way about you.

Leo: ... That's nice of you to say, Xander, but I don't need your empty
flattery.

Xander: Sullen Leo... You still don't get it.

Leo: Get what?

Xander: You were so concerned about being inferior to me in any way... But of
course you were. You were younger and much less experienced. You said that
when we were young, I excelled at everything.

Leo: You did. You were unstoppable.

Xander: That's only because I had already been training for years! It's only
natural. Yet even with my advantage, you were closing the gap between us so
quickly... If you had bested me, the eldest prince... I would have failed as
your brother. That's part of why I tried so hard. As your brother, it's my
job to stay one step ahead.

Leo: I... I don't know what to believe.

Xander: I have only spoken the truth, Leo. In your heart, you must know that.
I value you more than you know. So there's no reason to be shy around me, is
there? I implore you to speak your mind boldly in our war meetings, for the
benefit of us all.

Leo: ... As you wish, Xander. From now on, no more holding back my opinions.
In fact, you better watch yourself, or I may be nipping at your heels again
soon.

Xander: Ha! I dearly hope so. I'm proud of you, Leo.

Leo: Thanks, Xander. But enough brotherly bonding... Let's talk strategy!
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C1. Camilla C

Xander: Is this where you've been hiding, Camilla?

Camilla: Hmm? Ah, hello, Xander.

Xander: I've been looking for you. The war council is about to start.

Camilla: Is it? Gracious. The time must have flown by during my little chat
with Avatar.

Xander: You were talking to Avatar? What about?

Camilla: I suppose there's no harm in you knowing. Avatar had worries about a
few things, that's all.

Xander: Nothing too serious, I hope.

Camilla: Never fear. Between the two of us, we've smoothed things over.
*sigh* And that's only the latest crisis. Before Avatar, it was Leo, and
before him it was Elise. One after another, they came to me for advice on
solving their problems.

Xander: I... I see. This is the first I'd heard about any such problems.

Camilla: We play different roles, that's all. I am the doting older sister
they can come to with their troubles. You, meanwhile, are the stoic pillar of
the family, attentive to the war above all else.

Xander: That's absurd. The war doesn't have a monopoly on my attention.

Camilla: Oh? Do tell.

Xander: Some other time, perhaps. For now, we do need to get to that war
council.

Camilla: You're not making a good case for yourself there...
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Camilla B

Xander: Camilla, a word, please.

Camilla: What's on your mind?

Xander: You claimed that I'm more devoted to the war effort than to my
family. I wanted to make it clear that those are not my true priorities.

Camilla: Oh dear. Does it irk you that our siblings come to me and not you
for advice?

Xander: Not overmuch. It's more than that. Our family weighs at least as
heavy on my heart as our kingdom's war efforts.

Camilla: Does it really? I wonder... Shall we put that claim to the test?

Xander: You seek to test me?

Camilla: Call it a quiz, if you prefer. A chance to prove the depth of your
knowledge.

Xander: In that case, yes. I submit to your testing.

Camilla: I'll give you an easy first question. What is my favorite food?

Xander: I am aware that you like sweets. Bonbons in particular, if I recall
correctly.

Camilla: I'd expect nothing less from you, Xander. My next question concerns-

Xander: Hold. I had not finished answering. You have a weakness for bonbons.
But that is not your favorite food in all the world. What you crave, given
your druthers, is steak.

Camilla: Go on...

Xander: You prefer it grilled only lightly and will send it back if there is
too much charring. You are also particular about seasoning and will accept
only certain sauces.

Camilla: How do you remember that much?

Xander: Now, as to your favorite vegetables...
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Camilla A

Xander: I enjoyed your little quiz, Camilla.

Camilla: That much was evident. I was shocked at your memory for details. You
knew everything about my favorite foods, Elise's hobbies, Leo's pet peeves...
Even Avatar's favorite scents, which I was certain I alone knew. You had a
ready answer for every question, no matter how insignificant. Some of those
details even I didn't know.

Xander: As indifferent to our family as I may appear, that is far from the
truth.

Camilla: I understand that now. I'll try to dispel any misconceptions the
others may still harbor.

Xander: Thank you, but there's no need for that.

Camilla: Are you certain? If they knew the truth, they might treat you more
like family.

Xander: Satisfying though that may be, it would not be prudent. My position
as crown prince of Nohr is a precarious one. I must maintain a certain
distance, even from my family. You seem to be ably handling our siblings'
affairs, so I'll leave that to you.

Camilla: But... do you mean to tell me you've been deliberately cultivating
this image?

Xander: Yes. Though I am glad to share the secret with at least one other.
Don't worry about me. You said it yourself; we have different roles. Mine is
to be the stern, unapproachable crown prince.

Camilla: Well... if there's anything I can do to ease your burden, do tell
me. I'll always help you in any way I can.

Xander: Thank you. I'd expect no less from a princess of Nohr. And since you
offered... Might we continue your quiz where we left off? It was surprisingly
enjoyable.

Camilla: Heehee, but of course. I'll stump you this time, just you wait!
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C1. Elise C

Xander: Hello, Elise. What is that you're reading?

Elise: Oh, this? It's a book about peace.

Xander: Peace? Go on.

Elise: It gives advice for how to make the world a more peaceful place!

Xander: Oh? An ambitious endeavor, indeed. What sort of things does it
suggest?

Elise: It says it's important to never fight when it's possible to avoid it.
And to always have compassion for others, even for your enemies. AND to hold
hands often! For bonding and stuff!

Xander: Hold hands? Are you sure you read that correctly?

Elise: Hey, don't make fun of it!

Xander: I'm not, I assure you. It just sounds... strange.

Elise: I know, I know, it's not like your fancy military or history books or
anything. But I agree with what it says.

Xander: I see. Well, they are points worth keeping in mind, at least. Though
I doubt we can use compassion to combat the recent spate of pirate attacks.

Elise: I guess that's true... But I still think kindness and compassion are
super important for achieving peace!

Xander: Of course. We need more of both in the world.
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Elise B

Elise: Xander... you called for me?

Xander: Yes. I'm sure I don't have to tell you why.

Elise: ...

Xander: Not long ago, we received reports that pirates attacked a city on the
coast. The town guards managed to fight them off, by some miracle. The
pirates they managed to capture were jailed. Justice had been done. But I'm
told they received a visitor no less esteemed than the young princess
herself.

Elise: Y-yes. I was there.

Xander: What were you thinking?! If you hadn't decided to heal the lot of
them, they'd never have escaped!

Elise: ...

Xander: Well? What do you have to say for yourself?

Elise: I... I'm sorry I was bad. Please don't be mad at me, Xander.

Xander: Was this because of that damned book?

Elise: Huh?

Xander: The one you told me about. Preaching compassion and kindness for all.

Elise: ...

Xander: Elise. I will not forbid you from reading such things. But you must
face reality. Force must be met with force. That is the immutable law of the
world. In healing indiscriminately, you've done a terrible injustice to those
townspeople. Think of those whose loved ones were murdered by those dastards.
I expect you to be more mindful of the consequences of your actions. Now, I
am going to visit the town. Perhaps I can give them some consolation.

Elise: Yes, Brother. I'm sorry...
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Elise A

Xander: Elise. There is something I wish to discuss with you. It regards the
escaped pirates you healed. Do you recall? It seems that since they
escaped... the town has not been attacked.

Elise: Huh?

Xander: Prior to the healing incident, that particular town suffered from
regular raids. Being a moderately wealthy port town, it was a prime target
for plunder.

Elise: But then... why have the attacks stopped?

Xander: I wondered the very same thing. That's why I sent some scouts to the
pirates' hideout. They reported back that the number of pirates there has
dropped dramatically. It seems a great many of them had a sudden change of
heart and left. This could very well be a result of the kindness you showed
them.

Elise: ...

Xander: "Force must be met with force." Perhaps that is not so immutable a
law after all.

Elise: Brother...

Xander: Elise, I have a favor to ask of you. Would you lend me that book you
were reading?

Elise: Really? You want to read it?

Xander: I do. It appears that it may contain some valuable insight after all.

Elise: ... Does this mean you'll show kindness to all of our enemies from now
on?

Xander: Let's not get carried away, Elise.

Elise: Hmph! Then I'm not gonna lend you my book.

Xander: Elise, please. Don't behave like that.

Elise: ...

Xander: *sigh* Very well. If it brings you solace, I promise to try.

Elise: You mean it? YAY! Here, it's all yours. There are lots more where that
came from too! Fighting Wars on Dance Floors is great! Oh! So is World Peace
through Song. Or, actually, I've got a whole stack in my room, if you wanna
look and pick a few!

Xander: Ah. Thank you, Elise. I shall peruse them at once. For the sake of
Nohr.

Elise: YAY! You're the best person in the whole world, Xander!
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C1. Laslow C

Laslow: Hello, Prince Xander! How is milord doing today?

Xander: Not well, I'm afraid.

Laslow: I suspected as much, but I'm still sorry to hear it. What troubles
you, milord?

Xander: I've had complaints of a royal retainer hitting on the women in town.
.. Some of whom were even in the presence of their spouses at the time.

Laslow: Oh? Do you... know the identity of this gorgeous fiend, milord?

Xander: It was you, Laslow.

Laslow: Ah, indeed. Once again, your powers of deduction astound me, milord.

Xander: And that's not the worst of it. I received yet another report only
this morning. "Royal retainer apprehended by town watch after engagement in
tavern melee. Witnesses report he joined the fight in an attempt to impress a
local barmaid." What possesses you to do such things?

Laslow: Ah... the full moon, perhaps?

Xander: This is no laughing matter, my friend. Laslow... Do you remember the
day we met?

Laslow: Of course! I'll never forget how shocked everyone in court was on
that day. Selena and I might as well have appeared out of thin air, judging
by their reactions. Nobles never expect mere commoners to make names for
themselves in court.

Xander: And they were only further surprised when my father appointed you as
my retainer. But while my father chose you, I felt I had to test you myself.
Do you recall our duel? Once we began, I found myself taken aback by your
strength. Your technique was flawless. At one point, I knew you were merely
playing with me. Though I eventually gained the upper hand, I truly feared I
might lose the match.

Laslow: You did? You never told me that.

Xander: I'd never seen someone like you before. You came from nowhere and
possessed such incredible power. I imagined you to be a person of great
fortitude and discipline. It saddens me to know you are nothing more than a
lowly womanizer... How you became so strong when you spend all your time
chasing girls is beyond me.

Laslow: Ahahaha... It's a gift, I suppose.

Xander: Though you continue to disgrace yourself, I won't abandon a trusted
retainer. Still, I am obliged to take responsibility for any trouble you
cause.

Laslow: Thank you very much, sir. I appreciate your support. Now, if you'll
excuse me, I have some training to do...

Xander: Hold! We aren't done here. I'm putting you under house arrest.

Laslow: What?! For some harmless flirting and that friendly little scrap?

Xander: For some time, you will be forbidden from leaving camp unescorted. In
fact, whenever you are not performing your duties, you will remain in my
chamber.

Laslow: That's absurd! I'm a grown man!

Xander: Do you mean to disobey me?

Laslow: N-no, milord. I've no wish to part with my flesh.

Xander: Good. Then it's settled.

Laslow: Yes, milord... *grumble*
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Laslow B

Laslow: Ugh... So bored... Is this really all you're going to allow me to do
all day? Sit here cross-legged on your floor while you go about your
business?

Xander: It is. And you know whose fault that is. As long as you remain in my
sight, I know you are not bothering the townspeople.

Laslow: But I'll get rusty! At least let me go out and get some training
done...

Xander: Not a chance. I know you too well. The second you're out of sight,
you'll make a beeline for the nearest town. Likely to harass yet another poor
young woman.

Laslow: Fine, fine. Hm? Hm...

Xander: ... Staring at me like that will not give me cause to release you any
sooner.

Laslow: So! You don't have a birthmark on your eye or anywhere, do you?

Xander: What? A birthmark?

Laslow: Yes. Like a crest or something. Maybe one symbolizing Nohrian royal
lineage. Just curious.

Xander: What are you talking about? How would I even see with a mark on my
eye?

Laslow: Haha! A fair point. I never figured that out myself. I ask because
the royal family of my homeland had them. I wanted to know if it was the same
here.

Xander: Oh? Is something on your mind? It's rare I hear you speak of your
homeland.

Laslow: Is it? Well, if you'd like to know anything about it, I'd be happy to
tell you. Although my boss is keeping me busy these days, so I'm a smidge
pressed for time.

Xander: Was that sarcasm? With me? I admire your bravery.

Laslow: N-no, milord! I wouldn't dare!

Xander: Remember this well, Laslow. If you ever disobey me and attempt to
flee, you will not make it far. I will seek you out, I will find you, and I
will punish you. By any means necessary.

Laslow: Oh? And just how do you think you would find me?

Xander: I would begin by looking into your past, of course. No one gets
through life without leaving footprints. No matter how remote their homeland
is.

Laslow: Well, you may have a hard time of it then. There are very few
footprints of mine in this world, and none of them are old. Besides, I don't
know where you'd start with a false name and fake appearance.

Xander: What?

Laslow: ...

Xander: Laslow... Are you...

Laslow: ... Just kidding! I got you, didn't I?

Xander: So, you think it's fun to play pranks, do you? Very well. It appears
as though you require stricter disciplinary action.

Laslow: What?!

Xander: I had planned to end your confinement today, but I think a change is
in order. You are to report to my chambers at dawn tomorrow morning.

Laslow: What?! Please, no!

Xander: The more you protest, the longer your confinement will be.
Understood?

Laslow: Yes, milord...
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Laslow A

Laslow: Agh... my legs are aching like crazy... I hope this ends soon...

Xander: Laslow... Have I ever told you about my past retainers?

Laslow: No, milord, I don't believe you have.

Xander: Before you and Peri, I had another two retainers. They were both
remarkable warriors- perhaps even stronger than you two. Both were serious
and devoted. Their every action weighed and considered.

Laslow: They don't seem very similar to me. Or Peri, for that matter.

Xander: They weren't. If anything, they were your opposites. I always thought
I would have them at my side even after ascending the throne.

Laslow: I see. Then why did you replace them?

Xander: I did not. They fell in battle at the hands of powerful Hoshidan
soldiers. We were outnumbered. They both gave their lives to protect me.

Laslow: Oh...

Xander: It's easy to say they died fulfilling their duty. But... I believe
that had I been stronger, they would still be alive. They died because I was
weak.

Laslow: Lord Xander...

Xander: Laslow... if you wish to fritter away your life on nonsense, I cannot
stop you. But, please... Stay vigilant. Don't ever make me experience
something like that again.

Laslow: Understood. I will do my best. For you... and for your past
retainers.

Xander: I am relieved to hear you say that. Thank you.

Laslow: Well, I have to admit, it didn't take much convincing. I'm quite
attached to my flesh. However, there is a related matter I must speak to you
about...

Xander: Hm?

Laslow: If, after the war, I were to go somewhere. Somewhere far away... If
you never saw me again... Would you be angry? Would you be able to forgive me
for abandoning you?

Xander: ... Yes. I would.

Laslow: Oh? Truly?

Xander: It is not your company I require. Only that you continue to draw
breath. I just want you to ensure you live. Whatever your true name or
appearance.

Laslow: Milord, I-

Xander: Wherever life takes you, remember this: You are not simply my
retainer... You are my cherished friend. I wish you only the best in what you
choose to do with your life. And, come what may, I will never forget you.

Laslow: Nor I you.

Xander: Good. Well, then. That will about do it. You may take your leave of
me now.

Laslow: ...

Xander: Is something wrong?

Laslow: No. I just... didn't want the conversation to end just yet. We have
only a limited amount of time in this world, after all.

Xander: You may remain if you wish. I am happy to pass the time with you.
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C1. Kaze C

Kaze: Hei! Ha! Hya!

Xander: Is that you, Kaze?

Kaze: Yes, Prince Xander. I apologize for not seeing you sooner. I was
training.

Xander: You need never apologize for training, as doing so benefits us all. I
admire your dedication.

Kaze: Thank you, milord. Heh. It's a funny thing, fighting at your side. When
we first met, I never would have dreamed it possible.

Xander: I feel the same. Fate is a tempest that leads us down the most
unexpected of paths.

Kaze: Too true. Say, do you remember our first meeting? When I was captured
and taken to Nohr... I was prepared to die, right in front of you, and
expected it fully. And yet... I live on, somehow. I am very thankful for
that.

Xander: You do. And it is all thanks to Avatar and Leo. If you wish to
express your gratitude, you ought to tell them.

Kaze: Perhaps. But you cooperated with them as well. You did not have to do
even that. It may have meant your life, after all. You deserve my gratitude
as well.

Xander: It was what Avatar desired. And even as your enemy, I knew it would
have been a waste.

Kaze: A waste?

Xander: Yes. I watched you fight, remember? You moved gracefully, even when
wounded. I felt that if you had joined our army, you would have been a
tremendous asset. To murder you on the palace floor like a dog would have
been... dishonorable.

Kaze: It is a great honor to be held in such esteem by one of your position.
I thank you very much for the compliment.

Xander: There is still much we could learn from each other, I think. I
believe it would be beneficial for us to fight side by side on the
battlefield. Is this agreeable to you?

Kaze: Of course. I look forward to it, Prince Xander.

Xander: As do I.
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Kaze B

Xander: Kaze. Would you be willing to fight me?

Kaze: You... want me to fight you?

Xander: Yes. I would like to cross blades with you, see how you handle
yourself in a duel. What do you say?

Kaze: I see... Understood. I would be happy to oblige you.

Xander: I must warn you that I will not hold back. Come at me with everything
you've got!

Kaze: Very well.

Xander: Hm?!

Kaze: Prince Xander? Is something wrong?

Xander: I apologize. I proposed the battle, yet I lost my focus as we
started.

Kaze: Thank nothing of it, milord. May I ask what caught your attention?

Xander: Your eyes... Something in your expression is different than when we
last fought.

Kaze: Is that so? Perhaps it is a difference in my resolution.

Xander: Oh?

Kaze: Yes. Before, I fought only for my country. For duty. But that has
changed since I met Lord/Lady Avatar. I now fight for my companions,
regardless of what kingdom they call home. I have found it is easier to give
my life for people than to give it for duty.

Xander: I see. I imagine that resolve of yours will allow you to achieve
incredible things.

Kaze: Prince Xander...

Xander: I am honored to have the opportunity to spar with someone like you.
Now, let's give this fight another shot.

Kaze: Very well. Here I come!

Xander: Hya!
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Kaze A

Xander: Hello, Kaze. Thank you for our sparring session the other day.

Kaze: The pleasure was all mine. Your skill with a blade is unparalleled.

Xander: I'm not so sure. It's rare that a sparring session ends in a draw for
me.

Kaze: I am sure I was just fortunate. I look forward to our next battle.

Xander: As do I. I learned much from watching you fight.

Kaze: Oh?

Xander: Yes. I try to maintain proper determination whenever I enter the
battlefield. But seeing the unwavering focus in your eyes caught me off
guard. It made me realize that, somewhere in my own heart, I must still
harbor doubt.

Kaze: Doubt dwells in the hearts of all men, Prince Xander. But for what it's
worth, I believe you have the strength to overcome it.

Xander: Wise words, my friend. All I can do is continue striving to better
myself. Doubt is no excuse not to trust the path I believe in and push
forward. It is because of you I was able to reconfirm these thoughts. Thank
you, Kaze.

Kaze: I am humbled to hear you say that.

Xander: I thank the gods we were given this chance to get to know one
another. Even if we must part ways one day, I will always treasure our
friendship.

Kaze: As will I. It has been an honor to fight alongside you. May we continue
to do so for a long time to come.

Xander: Agreed. I'm counting on you, Kaze.

Kaze: The feeling is reciprocal, milord.
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Leo*

C2. Camilla C

Leo: Camilla, you're looking radiant today. Have you changed your hair?

Camilla: Aw, thanks, Leo. No, it's just the same old style. But thanks for
the compliment. Speaking of compliments, I think your armor is really cute.

Leo: Cute? Ugh, that's the last thing I want to hear about my armor.

Camilla: Heehee! Sorry, my sweet brother, but it's true. The matching
leggings really make that whole outfit sing.

Leo: Gods...

Camilla: Oh, Leo. I know you're one of our most skilled warriors... But to
me, you'll always be a baby brother.

Leo: I see. A baby. Splendid.

Camilla: Well, what's wrong with that? Don't worry-it's not like I'm going to
pinch your cheeks in the heat of battle.

Leo: ...

Camilla: The silent treatment, eh? Fine. I have errands to run anyway. See
you later, Leo.
(Camilla leaves)

Leo: I should have kept my mouth shut...
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Camilla B

Leo: Camilla, do you have a moment?

Camilla: Of course, Leo. How may I help you?

Leo: Well, I've discovered an interesting tome in the archive... But I'm
having a hard time decoding some of the inscriptions. I was wondering if you
could take a look.

Camilla: Leo, if you can't make sense of them, what makes you think I'll have
a chance? You were always the brighter student, remember?

Leo: I wouldn't say that. I mean-

Camilla: Please, spare me. You've always been the talented little brother.
Even when you were a child, I was learning from you, and not the other way
around.

Leo: ...

Camilla: What's the matter? Is it something I said?

Leo: No, it's nothing. Don't worry about it.

Camilla: Please, don't feel bad. I'm proud to have a brother as smart as you.

Leo: Sometimes I wish I weren't so "talented." Then maybe you'd pay more
attention to me...

Camilla: Sorry, you're mumbling a bit, dear. I didn't quite catch that.

Leo: It's nothing. Forget it. No, wait. Camilla, I do have something to say.
Listen well. I'm going to use this war as an opportunity to prove myself to
you and everyone else. I just ask that you pay attention.

Camilla: Of course. But you have nothing to prove! I believe in you one
hundred percent.

Leo: Then I shall reach for one hundred and fifty.
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Camilla A

Leo: Camilla, I need to speak with you about something important.

Camilla: What's the matter?

Leo: I need you to know-I'm not as talented as you think I am. I haven't done
anything worthy of your pride. So you can stop faking it.

Camilla: What are you talking about?

Leo: I don't have the overwhelming power that Xander does. I'm not good with
people like Elise. And how could I POSSIBLY compare to your beloved Avatar?

Camilla: Leo...

Leo: No, it's true. Everyone but me is actually deserving of your love.

Camilla: I'm sorry you feel that way, Leo. But I really am proud of you.
Please believe me. It's true that I love Elise, Xander, and Avatar too... But
I have plenty of love to give. More than enough for you.

Leo: It's OK. I'm not a little kid anymore. You don't have to say that.

Camilla: Look, to be honest, I've been a little more hands off with you than
the others. But that's because I didn't want to get in your way! You're going
to do great things in this world, Leo. And I'm going to sit back and watch.

Leo: ...

Camilla: Don't believe me? Well, I saw what you did in that battle the other
day...

Leo: You... did?

Camilla: One of our allies was in trouble, and you rushed in to protect him.
Even though it put you in a vulnerable position. You took quite a hit!

Leo: Indeed, I did...

Camilla: And it's not just that. I notice you studying late into the night. I
see how many hours you dedicate to your training... and how you encourage
others. I've kept a careful eye on you, Brother, so I know my pride in you is
justified.

Leo: I... I had no idea.

Camilla: You work so hard, Leo. And you worry too much. But part of that is
my fault. I should have been more vocal with my support. Please forgive me. I
will be a better sister from now on.

Leo: No, no. I'm the one who should work on becoming a better sibling... I
can't believe how self-absorbed I've been. Forgive me, and I will work even
harder to be worthy of your pride.

Camilla: All right, if it will make you feel better... I forgive you. Now,
can we just go back to our normal roles? I'll be the doting older sister, and
you be the genius who's smarter than everyone. Deal?

Leo: Haha, deal.
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C2. Elise C

Elise: Leo! Hey, Leo!

Leo: Hello, Elise. What's going on?

Elise: Oh my gosh, it was so weird!

Leo: What was weird?

Elise: The weather! It was raining cats and dogs, but the sun was still super
bright!

Leo: Oh, I see. You saw a sun-shower.

Elise: A sun-shower?

Leo: Yes. There are a few possible explanations. The most likely is that
heavy rain was carried from elsewhere by a strong wind.

Elise: Wow! That's incredible... You're a genius, Leo!

Leo: Hm? No, not really. That sort of thing is common knowledge, I assure
you.

Elise: Can I come to you whenever I have a question about something?

Leo: Of course, Elise.

Elise: Hooray! Thank you so much!
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Elise B

Elise: Hey, Leo! I have another question for you!

Leo: Oh? What is it?

Elise: What did Father used to be like?

Leo: Hm? What do you mean?

Elise: Xander once told me that Father used to be really different, but he
didn't say more. So I was hoping you could tell me what kind of person Father
was back then.

Leo: Hmm. Well, before Queen Arete passed away, I'd say he was a gentle
father.

Elise: Gentle?! No way! I can't even imagine him like that.

Leo: I know. If I were you, I wouldn't believe it either. But I used to be
very fond of Father. He doted on us. He even gave me piggyback rides whenever
I asked!

Elise: What?! I'm so jealous! He never treated me like that! What else? What
else?!

Leo: He was a courageous person. He'd even ride out to battle on the front
lines. Obviously, I never saw him do so myself, but that's what I've been
told. But I did see him spar. He was so strong... I couldn't help but believe
the stories.

Elise: Wow, really? I wanna meet back-then- Father! He sounds amazing!

Leo: He was. To tell you the truth, I wish I could see him again as well.
Let's see... What else did they say about him? Ah, yes. When he was young,
they say he never ran out of love stories to tell. All the girls in the
kingdom wanted to be at his side. And they weren't just interested in the
throne, either. He was quite the charmer.

Elise: Heehee! OUR Father? A ladies' man?! It's not possible!

Leo: I know it's hard to believe now, but he was known as an extremely
charismatic leader. Unfortunately, this charisma inspired much chaos among
his suitors. There were so many vying for his favor that they frequently
turned to violence. Some even turned on members of their own family.

Elise: What?! How could someone do that to their own family?

Leo: I suppose they lost all sense of self-control in their effort to rise in
position. I agree, it certainly does not speak well of their character.

Elise: I see...

Leo: Elise? Are you OK?

Elise: Huh? Oh, it's nothing! It's almost time to eat. We should hurry before
all the best food is gone! Thanks for telling me about Father, Leo.

Leo: No problem at all.
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Elise A

Elise: Hey, Leo.

Leo: Hello, Elise. Do you have more questions for me?

Elise: Yeah... *sigh*

Leo: What's wrong?
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Elise: Well, I was just wondering... Do you think that we'll always get
along? Not just you and me, but Xander and Camilla and Avatar too!

Leo: Hm? Where's this coming from?

Elise: I was just thinking about your story the other day. You said Father's
suitors fought with their own family members... Couldn't the same thing
happen to us? We have different mothers, after all...

Leo: That we do. And yes, our mothers were not exactly... well, they weren't
the friendliest. Before you were born, the situation was awful, even within
the royal family. My own mother used me as a tool to win favor in the court.

Elise: Leo...

Leo: It's fine. I never loved her. In all fairness, she never loved me
either. I was merely an instrument to her-a lever to pull to adjust the
scales of power.

Elise: I see... I... I think I know how you feel. All my mother cared about
was Father. Even when she was dying, she only called out for Father. Not me.

Leo: Elise...

Elise: I'm just so worried, Leo. I love you all so much! But how can I make
sure we don't ever turn on each other? What if we can't be close like this in
the future? That would be awful!

Leo: Calm yourself, Elise. You're getting carried away again. We'll never be
like that. I promise. Whatever our blood ties may be, in our hearts we are
truly a family. Nothing could ever change that.

Elise: Really? You think so?

Leo: I do.

Elise: Yay! I think so too!

Leo: You do? Then why were you worrying yourself about it?

Elise: Well, I had to make sure! But if YOU agree, then it must be true!

Leo: You really put a lot of faith in me, don't you?

Elise: Well, duh! You're super smart! And I know you'd never lie to me 'cause
I love you!

Leo: Is that the reason you trust in me? I'm afraid that's a little naive...

Elise: Well, I'd rather be naive than not trust my own brother! If I didn't
have my siblings... I'm not sure if life would even be worth living!

Leo: Elise, please... Don't say such things. In any case, so long as at least
one of us never stops trusting, we'll be fine.

Elise: We will?

Leo: Yes. If any of us siblings began to feel lost, they could always be
reminded. Nothing is more important than our family. So long as we hold to
this truth in our hearts, our bonds will never break.

Elise: Wow. That's just what I wanted to hear! Ya know, you're more
optimistic than you let on, heehee.

Leo: ... Don't push your luck, Elise. Also, do me a favor and don't tell
Xander we had this conversation. He would probably just get all embarrassed
and huffy.

Elise: You mean YOU would get embarrassed and huffy! But sure thing. It's our
little secret! Thanks for talking with me, Leo!

Leo: Of course. I'm always here for you, Elise.
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C2. Odin C

Leo: Odin.

Odin: Yes, milord? Have you a new task for me? Perhaps a forbidden object to
recover, or the destruction of an ancient foe?

Leo: Not exactly, no.

Odin: Oh. Then what do you require of me?

Leo: It is about your guarding of the supply lines. I heard there was an
incident.

Odin: Ah, yes! I remember it well. An enemy raiding party came upon us at
dawn. They swept over the hill like a crimson tide, but at the last moment I
struck. Blinded by the radiance of my magic's light, they broke off their
charge. And as they regrouped, I put them down, one by one. Kapow! One down!
Boom! Another! Until all were returned to the unforgiving soil. Well... I
might be embellishing. There was a small attack, but it was no big deal.

Leo: That isn't what I heard. I hear the enemy cornered you, but you
triumphed. Perhaps not quite alone, and not in such a heroic fashion, but
still, you prevailed. Our people credit you with the fact they still draw
breath at all. You did well, Odin. You have my gratitude.

Odin: Your words do me far more honor than I deserve.

Leo: No, they do you far too little. There is no one I count on more than
you. I very much look forward to your continued service. But we will talk
more of this later. There are, unfortunately, urgent matters I must attend
to. You are dismissed.

Odin: Milord!

Leo: Yes, Odin?

Odin: Was, um... was that all?

Leo: Hm? Yes, I believe that will do.

Odin: I-I see. I guess I'll be off, then...
(Odin leaves)

Leo: Hm. That was odd. He looked so dissatisfied. I wonder what that was
about. He's not the sort to crave rewards...
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Odin B

Leo: Odin, may we speak for a moment?

Odin: Of course, milord. Is something wrong?

Leo: I was about to ask you the same question. You seem despondent of late.

Odin: Huh? No, I'm fine.

Leo: See? Right there. That's not how you would usually answer that question.
Normally you'd say "My soul surges with power!" or "The blood... it rages!"
There must be something wrong. Are you dissatisfied with your missions?

Odin: Dissatisfied? I don't know. These missions have been very reasonable.
It's just...

Leo: Just what?

Odin: They aren't exciting. But I know they're important, and I'll not
neglect my duties.

Leo: Exciting? Have I given you orders that were exciting in the past?

Odin: You have. When I first became your retainer, for example. Those
missions were the stuff of legends!

Leo: Wait, you enjoyed those? We're thinking about the same missions, right?
Where I sent you to find a lodestone "imbued with the essence of darkness."
Or to defeat the spirits that slept in the Woods of the Forlorn.

Odin: Yes! That's exactly what I'm talking about!

Leo: ... Really?

Odin: Yes, legendary feats! Missions worthy of a true hero of darkness! Those
are the types of missions that make my blood boil with exhilaration!

Leo: I see.

Odin: I won't ask you to give me those sorts of missions all the time, but...
please. Give me more like them! I haven't had a good adventure in ages! A
hero needs more than fetch quests and escort missions.

Leo: All right, Odin. I'll think it over.

Odin: Thank you, milord! I go now into the world with renewed purpose! FELL
purpose!
(Odin leaves)

Leo: Huh. That certainly put the spring back into his step.
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Odin A

Odin: You called, milord? What is it? Is it time for one of your special
missions yet? Just give me the order! What heroic deed do you require of me?

Leo: I'm sorry, Odin. I thought long and hard, but there's nothing I can give
you. I simply can't send you out on missions like that anymore.

Odin: You... can't? But why not? Have I displeased you, milord?

Leo: No. Quite the opposite, in fact.

Odin: I'm afraid I don't understand.

Leo: When I used to give you those dangerous missions, I did so to prove a
point. It was nothing personal. You must think about it from my perspective
at the time. Here was a complete stranger my father was forcing me to accept
as my retainer. So I assigned you impossible tasks, hoping you'd hate me and
run away.

Odin: I... see.

Leo: I didn't think I could trust you, Odin, and it seemed like the only way
to be rid of you. But you were so competent, you completed even the most
impossible quests. At least a few of them were things I made up on the spot.
I'd never even heard of a lodestone imbued with the essence of darkness. It
doesn't even make sense! But you found one all the same.

Odin: Well, I DO know a thing or two about darkness, milord.

Leo: And the legends of the spirits haunting the Woods of the Forlorn are
terrible...

Odin: Eh, they're not so bad. Better than the Risen.

Leo: Risen?

Odin: ... Wild animals from my homeland.

Leo: I see. Well, the point is, I never expected success on your part. These
were futile errands, things I'd never send even our best soldiers to do.
That's a large part of why I came to trust and value you as a retainer. Which
is why I can't send you on those sorts of missions now.

Odin: Ah, so that's why you warmed up to me seemingly out of the blue.

Leo: Yes. I was impressed by your skill and drive. Before long, it was clear
I had found in you an invaluable ally. And because of this, I cannot send you
on such dangerous and pointless missions. Now do you understand?

Odin: Yes, milord, but-

Leo: No arguments, Odin. I don't know what I would do if I lost you. I need
you and Niles by my side. Even after we've restored peace to this world. That
is, after all, when the real work will actually begin.

Odin: Even after we've restored peace?

Leo: Of course. Is there a problem?

Odin: No, milord. But... suppose I were to vanish after the fighting was
over. You would take on a new retainer, would you not?

Leo: ... Yes, I suppose I would. I would have no choice.

Odin: Good. I'm glad to hear it.

Leo: But there aren't many like you. I think it would be much harder to go
on. Any successes might even feel a little... hollow, without you there.
Bittersweet.

Odin: Milord...

Leo: So I'd much prefer you remain my retainer forever. Let's say you do
disappear. Fall through a void and into another world. I would still like you
to carry your title with you. That way, I'll know there will always be some
connection between us. And then, when we begin our peacetime work, I'll know
I have your blessing.

Odin: Another world, eh? Hm. Thank you, Lord Leo. It would be an honor to
remain your retainer for life. I would follow you into the jaws of oblivion
and back, were it not for... Well, anyway. Thank you.

Leo: No, Odin. Thank you. You have ever been a loyal retainer to me. But,
more importantly, you have always been a good friend. I will always remember
you as such.

Odin: And I you, milord.
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C2. Niles C

Leo: Good day, Niles.

Niles: Lord Leo. What is your command?

Leo: At ease. I was just making conversation. You looked like you were deep
in thought. Thinking about anything in particular?

Niles: Not really. Just reminiscing about the past, I suppose.

Leo: Oh? I thought your past was rather unpleasant.

Niles: Oh yes, it certainly was. But it doesn't make me sad to think about
it. I mostly wish I could string together more memories...

Leo: How do you mean?

Niles: I only have fleeting visions of my youth. I can picture an old brick.
A field mouse. Torrential rain. Some kind of... horribly disfigured man. A
pile of money. The taste of blood.

Leo: Gods...

Niles: Those fragments rattle around in my head from time to time.

Leo: I see.

Niles: It's not exactly... painful. But it isn't pleasant, either.

Leo: Well, I'll... leave you to it.
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Niles B

Niles: Lord Leo... I must apologize. The last time we spoke, I burdened you
with some of my past...

Leo: Nonsense, Niles. I don't mind.

Niles: Well, I appreciate you saying that. It puts me at ease.

Leo: I do have a question for you, though. You don't have to answer if you
don't feel like it... Do you have any fond memories whatsoever?

Niles: I have one. Even now, I can remember it in vivid detail.

Leo: Please, tell me about it.

Niles: It was the moment I met you, Lord Leo.

Leo: Is that so?

Niles: Yes. You must remember. I had broken into the palace with my supposed
friends. They betrayed me at the first sign of danger.

Leo: That's right. They left you as a decoy, didn't they?

Niles: Yes.

Leo: And I... was about to execute you.

Niles: Heh. Yes. Now the memories are flooding back.

Leo: It was so curious, how you didn't beg for your life at all. Rather, you
begged for death. That piqued my interest. And had the opposite effect of
saving your life.

Niles: Which leads us to now.

Leo: Most people wouldn't consider nearly being executed to be a pleasant
memory...

Niles: Fair point. But I am decidedly not "most people." I owe you a debt
that can never be fully repaid, milord. But that's not to say that I won't
try...
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Niles A

Niles: Hmm...

Leo: Still reminiscing, Niles?

Niles: Not exactly, Lord Leo. I was thinking about the future.

Leo: Ah. I often find myself worrying about the future as well. We're living
in uncertain times, that's for sure.

Niles: On the contrary, milord. I've never been more confident.

Leo: Really? How so?

Niles: Because at long last I have a purpose in this world. And that is to
serve you.

Leo: Niles, I appreciate your dedication, and you are most capable as a
retainer, but... You needn't put things in such dramatic terms.

Niles: Again, I must contradict you, milord! You're the only one in this
world who has placed trust in me. You've given my life a purpose. If
anything, I am downplaying the debt I owe you.

Leo: Well, thank you again. I do consider myself lucky to have such a loyal
and trustworthy retainer.

Niles: Please, I'm not worthy of such praise! Do you remember the broken
memories I described to you recently? I retain almost nothing from my
youth... But I can recall every moment since the day you rescued me in vivid
detail! These new memories are what give me the strength to continue living.

Leo: Niles, I...

Niles: Make no mistake, milord. I will protect you until the very end. I
would gladly sacrifice my own life for yours, should it ever become
necessary.

Leo: I don't know what to say... So I suppose "thank you" will have to
suffice. I will try to be worthy of your continued dedication and support.

Niles: Thank you... Leo.
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Elise*

C3. Azura C

Elise: OH! Big Sis! Where have you been hiding? I've been looking for you
forever!

Azura: Hello, Elise. What can I do for you?

Elise: Hee hee, it's playtime, silly! I'm just so happy to have a new big
sister! We have to spend all our time together so I can get to know
everything about you!

Azura: Ah, so that's it. Well, I'm very sorry, but I can't play with you
right this moment. I have something important on my mind, so I'd like to be
alone with my thoughts.

Elise: What are you talking about? You can be alone and worry about stuff
later, right?

Azura: I suppose so, but I would much rather...

Elise: Yay, it's settled then! I'm so excited! Come on, let's go play!

Azura: I'm sorry, Elise, but I'm going to have to put my foot down.

Elise: Don't be so uptight, sheesh! Well, you leave me no choice but to put
MY foot down... One, two, three, PUSH!

Azura: Whoa, wait! Elise! Please don't push me like that! Goodness, I'm
really not sure what to do in a situation like this. Sakura was never this
forceful when she wanted my attention, so I just...

Elise: What?! Did you just say Sakura? Oh, so you think your stinky sister
from Hoshido is better than me. Hmph!  I suppose I'd have to be perfect like
her to get you to think of me as your sister!

Azura: N-no, that's not it at all! Please, I meant no such thing...

Elise: It's too late to take it back now! You're so mean to compare me to
your other sister!

Azura: I-I'm so sorry, Elise. I promise it was not my intention to compare
you two.

Elise: I... I just wanted to get to know my new big sister... *sniffle* Now
I'm angry... *sniffle* And... I don't want to play with you anymore! Ever!
Why don't you just go to a forest and... and make friends with a mean ol'
bear! Waaaaah!
(Elise leaves)

Azura: Elise... My, that got out of hand quickly. I really should not have
mentioned Sakura to her... I must fix this somehow. I've longed to be close
with Elise since she was a baby...
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Azura B

Azura: Elise...

Elise: Yay, it's my big sis! Oh, I mean... it's YOU. I'm not talking to you.
I know you don't like me as much as your other sister anyway...

Azura: Elise, I'm really sorry about the other day. I know it sounded like I
was being cruel, but I swear it was all a misunderstanding. I truly regret
saying something I should have known would hurt your feelings...

Elise: Ha! Nice try, but there's nothing you could say that would make me
forgive you.

Azura: I see. Well, this probably won't change your mind, but I brought you
something...

Elise: For me? WOW! Oh my gosh! I LOVE the pattern on this! What is it?

Azura: This is called a kimono. It's something the locals in Hoshido wear.

Elise: That's amazing! Are you sure I can have it? ... Ah! Wait! This is a
trick! You're trying to bribe me so I won't be mad. It won't work! I'm not
some silly little kid you can bribe with pretty things. Pretty, pretty
things...

Azura: You're right, Elise. I know it won't be that easy to earn your
forgiveness and trust. Still, I'd like for you to hear me out.

Elise: ...

Azura: That kimono is something special. Queen Mikoto gave it to me before
she passed. After I was taken from Nohr, I heard a rumor about a newly born
princess there... I told Queen Mikoto how I felt about this. She listened
kindly, as she always did. When I was finished talking, she presented me with
this beautiful kimono.

Elise: I see... So, um... What did you tell her? How did you feel when I was
born?

Azura: I told her... that the newly born princess of Nohr was my baby sister.
I said I was heartbroken because I would never have the chance to get to know
her. I cried and told her how sad I was to lose my sister before ever laying
eyes on her...

Elise: Big Sis...

Azura: After giving me the kimono, she dried my tears and told me to have
faith. She said one day our kingdoms would know peace, and you and I would be
together. This kimono is a token of her belief in that. She told me to hold
on to it... and one day, when we crossed paths, to give it to you as a gift.
That's why I wanted to see you. I couldn't wait a moment longer.

Elise: ... Was Queen Mikoto... a kind lady?

Azura: She was the kindest woman I've ever known. I always looked up to her.

Elise: Well... I suppose it would be rude to Queen Mikoto if I didn't accept
this, right? I guess I have no choice! I don't want to offend her memory, so
I'll take the gift!

Azura: Thank you, Elise. I know this would have made her as happy as it makes
me.

Elise: Hee hee, happy to help! Thank you, Big Sis! I love it. And... I'm
sorry for the things I said. I may have overreacted a tiny bit... I wish
Queen Mikoto was here so she could see that we're finally together.

Azura: Elise...

Elise: Wow, this is pretty! It has kind of a funny shape though, doesn't it?
I have no idea how to put this on... Maybe if I tug here a little... Nope...

Azura: Haha, it's easier than it looks. Come, I'll show you how it's done.

Elise: YAY! You're the best! I love you, Big Sis!
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Azura A

Azura: Hello, Elise. You looked so cute in your kimono the other day. All our
friends agree.

Elise: ...

Azura: What's wrong, Elise? You seem distracted...

Elise: Oh, um... Sorry, Big Sis. I was thinking about something important,
and... Sorry, what did you say?

Azura: I just wanted to tell you how beautiful you looked in your kimono the
other day.

Elise: Oh, thank you! Hee hee!

Azura: Elise, is something bothering you? I hope you know you can tell me
anything...

Elise: Well... When I wore that kimono, I kept thinking about Queen Mikoto's
words... When the world is at peace, I want to wear that kimono proudly in
the streets of Nohr.

Azura: That's a sweet thought, Elise. But you know what that means...

Elise: I do. A fight between warring nations won't be easy to break up... I
also know some people won't understand my decision to strive for peace. But
in my heart I know that bringing Nohr and Hoshido together is the right
choice.

Azura: Elise...

Elise: If I can show our people all the wonderful things Hoshido's culture
has to offer... Maybe they'd be more understanding, more open to change.
That's my wish. Hee hee, what do you think, Azura? Think it will work?

Azura: I think that's a lovely idea. If anyone can achieve such a thing, it's
you. Queen Mikoto would have loved to hear such words from Nohr's littlest
Princess.

Elise: Then it's settled! When the time comes, I'm going to try my hardest!

Azura: Elise... You're so cheerful and kind. You truly inspire me.

Elise: Hee hee, don't praise me TOO much, Sis! You're making me blush! That's
some kimono, eh? It made me want to change the whole world!

Azura: Your enthusiasm brings me so much joy. I'm proud of you, Elise.
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C3. Camilla C

Elise: Camilla!

Camilla: Hello, Elise. What do you need, my darling?

Elise: Jumping hug-a-snug attaaaack!

Camilla: Ack! Heehee, that tickles! Cut it out, you.

Elise: OK, fiiiiiine. ... Hey, Camilla? You ever notice how different we are?
You're so strong, and you're all curvy! But I'm just a little string bean...

Camilla: Hm? Where's this coming from?

Elise: I dunno. I just wanna be more like you!

Camilla: Like me?

Elise: Yeah! I wanna be more mature and ladylike and stuff, just like you!

Camilla: Aww. I wouldn't worry about it too much. You're perfect just the way
you are.

Elise: I don't wanna be perfect! I wanna be a mature woman!

Camilla: Haha, then you'll have to learn the first lesson mature people all
know. We must gratefully accept what the world decides to give us and make
the most of it. Fussing over what things you can't change won't help
anything.

Elise: But... Camilla...

Camilla: However, if you're that set on it, maybe I could give you some
advice.

Elise: Really?! Thanks, Camilla! You're the best!
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Camilla B

Elise: Hey, Camilla! I'm ready for those pointers on how to be super mature!

Camilla: All right. What would you like to know?

Elise: What sort of things should a mature woman have?

Camilla: Hm... I think the most important thing to have is an open mind.

Elise: An open mind?

Camilla: Yes. An open mind and a tolerant heart that's full of kindness. A
mature lady must also learn to be merciful and forgiving.

Elise: I see. But, um, Camilla... You're not like that at all to our
enemies...

Camilla: Oh, gods no! You never need to show such decency to them.

Elise: R-really? Are you sure?

Camilla: Of course! In any case, I think you already have most of those
qualities. You've always been such a sweet and kindhearted girl.

Elise: Aw, thanks! OK, next question! How can I get a body like yours?

Camilla: Eat properly, exercise, and get plenty of sleep!

Elise: That's... it?

Camilla: I didn't do anything special, so if there's any other way, I
couldn't tell you.

Elise: Hmm. OK. So... you're saying that if I just don't do anything
different, I'll be more like you?

Camilla: Well, no. You'll always be a much more charming lady than me, Elise.

Elise: Aw, shucks, you're embarrassing me! Nice save! I guess I'll believe
you... for now.
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Camilla A

Elise: Camilla! CAMILLA! Can you teach me more about how to be a mature lady?

Camilla: Sure, but can I ask you something first? Why do you want to change
so badly?

Elise: Because I'm nothing like you... but I really want to be.

Camilla: Oh, Elise. You don't need to be like me!

Elise: But you're so strong and grown up and beautiful! You're the whole
package! I want to be more like a real lady. More like you. Even if only a
little. Look! I even dyed some of my hair to be the same color as yours!
Heehee.

Camilla: Heehee. So that's why it's that color. I knew something was
different. But I look up to you too, you know.

Elise: What?! You do?

Camilla: Yes. If it weren't for you, I might have lost hope a long time ago.
Nohr is a dark place, and your innocence is one of the few lights in it.
Whenever I see you, I remember why we fight. To protect that light.

Elise: Really?

Camilla: Yes. And I'm not the only one. We all feel that way about you,
Elise. You inspire all of us to fight harder, and to hold fast to our hope.
And one day, if we're lucky, the sun will show itself to us again.

Elise: You're talking about me? Are you sure?

Camilla: Yes. So have a bit more confidence. You are exactly who you need to
be. If you must change, let it happen naturally. But never force it. You're
too precious for us to lose...

Elise: Camilla... Thank you! For you, I promise I won't change too much.
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C3. Effie C

Elise: Effie! Let's go for a walk!

Effie: *munch munch*

Elise: Effiiiie! Are you eating again?

Effie: I'm sorry. I can't help it. I just never feel full...

Elise: It's because you train too much! You've gotta take it easy sometimes.

Effie: But I can't get stronger if I don't train.

Elise: I wouldn't worry about that. I think you're plenty strong already.

Effie: One mustn't neglect one's responsibilities, Lady Elise. I need to be
strong enough to protect you from anything.

Elise: Aww, that's sweet! But I still think you might be overdoing it.
Besides, doesn't eating all that food make it harder for you to move in an
emergency?

Effie: Oh, yes. In fact, I'm having trouble moving right now.

Elise: What?! Does that mean we can't go for a walk now?

Effie: Don't worry. You can just roll me on my side instead.

Elise: *sigh* No, it's OK. We'll walk together some other day...
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Effie B

Effie: HUH! HAH! HOO-WAH! HYAH!

Elise: Effie! Will you put me down now? Pleeease? I don't wanna be your
dumbbell anymore!

Effie: Awww, but you're the perfect weight... OK. I'll set you down. Watch
your feet, milady.

Elise: No need to be so formal, Effie! It's just the two of us.

Effie: Yes, milad-er, OK, Elise.

Elise: Heehee. Say, do you remember how we met?

Effie: Of course I do. You snuck out of the castle and came to play in the
underground city.

Elise: Yep! I was sick of being in that stuffy old castle. I wanted to make a
new friend! A real one.

Effie: I'd never have guessed that muddy little girl was our princess.

Elise: If we hadn't gone back up to the capital, you probably never woulda
found out, huh? It's weird to think about what might have happened...

Effie: Yes. It would have changed the entire course of my life. But we did go
up, and those guards found us. I tried so hard to protect you, but they were
too much for me. I was only a child... I might have been locked away forever
if you hadn't told them who you were.

Elise: Heehee. Yeah, we sure showed them! They got sooooooo scared!

Effie: That was the day I swore I'd protect you for the rest of my life. No
matter what.

Elise: Yup! I remember it like it was yesterday. Thank you for always being
there for me, Effie!
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Effie A

Elise: The world's a strange place, isn't it?

Effie: Hm? Why do you say that?

Elise: Well, if it wasn't, we wouldn't be together like this! If things had
turned out just a li'l different, I'd never have seen you again after we met.
I knew the guards wouldn't let me sneak out again after they found out who I
was.

Effie: Yes. It's not often that the lives of commoners and princesses
overlap.

Elise: I was so shocked when I saw you at the castle in full uniform! To
think you were the same girl I'd met in town... I knew then and there that
we'd be friends forever!

Effie: I kept remembering your face on the day we met. To have snuck out of
the castle and gone all that way on your own... I knew I had to spend my life
protecting that brave, sweet girl. I knew to do that I'd have to join the
castle guard. So I trained as hard as I could. I lifted boulders beneath
waterfalls, and I swam upstream through the rapids. I even went hunting with
nothing but my bare hands.

Elise: Really?! Yikes, I didn't know that part...

Effie: But it was because of those hardships that I earned the honor of being
your retainer. I feel only gratitude for the pain I suffered. It made me
strong.

Elise: It really did! You're the strongest person I've ever known, Effie!
Thank you so much. For everything!

Effie: Heehee. No need to thank me.

Elise: I promise, I'll never let us get separated again! No matter what!

Effie: Thank you, milady. And I promise to protect you until the end of time.
I am so glad we met.

Elise: Me too!
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Camilla*

C4. Selena C

Selena: I'm done with my patrol, Lady Camilla. Nothing to report.

Camilla: Thank you, Selena. You did make sure to investigate the basements,
yes?

Selena: Don't worry about a thing! I checked high and low.

Camilla: Very good, very good. Well done, Selena.

Selena: Just doing my job! Hey, um... I'm your favorite retainer, right?

Camilla: You're very dependable.

Selena: OK, but that's not what I asked. I won't rest until I know I'm the
best!

Camilla: Ahahah! You're a strong, cute girl. Isn't that enough?

Selena: You're just dodging the question... But it's clear enough that you
care about me. That's all I want!

Camilla: Each and every one of my retainers is precious to me. You are no
exception, darling Selena. You are so dear to me that I would slay you myself
rather than let you leave my service.

Selena: Lady Camilla... that's not the reassurance I was looking for...
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Selena B

Selena: Lady Camilla? Why did you decide to take me on as your retainer?

Camilla: I confess, I had my doubts at first. Even though my father
introduced us, I was hesitant, as I knew nothing about you.

Selena: Yeah, makes sense...

Camilla: But I have a weakness for lovely girls, so I warmed to the idea
quickly enough.

Selena: I don't know how "lovely" I am next to you, though.

Camilla: That was not your only qualification. I saw you fight the academy's
finest and win. But above all else, I appreciated your devotion to me.

Selena: I would never dream of questioning you, Lady Camilla.

Camilla: I consider myself blessed to have such a darling, powerful, and
obedient retainer. I hope to keep you among my retinue for a long time to
come.

Selena: Well, about that. Hypothetically speaking, if I really needed to get
back to my homeland someday... Would you be sad to see me go?

Camilla: You know I would. I would cry until I had no tears left to mourn
with. But in the unlikely event such a thing would come to pass... I would
also consider cutting off your legs so that you could not leave me.

Selena: ... You're joking, right?

Camilla: Ahahaha. Would I ever do something so dreadful to you, my adorable
girl?

Selena: Ahahaha... Why are we laughing?
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Selena A

Selena: I'm back from patrol again, Lady Camilla! All clear as far as the eye
can see!

Camilla: ...

Selena: Um... Lady Camilla?

Camilla: Selena. My precious retainer. My strong, lovely warrior... you are
mine and mine alone.

Selena: Lady Camilla, you're kind of creeping me out here.

Camilla: Hmph. I was in a melancholy mood. I've been dwelling on how you came
to me like a bolt from the blue. And how you might disappear just as
suddenly...

Selena: Oh... I don't know what to say.

Camilla: Pay it no mind, dear. I'm sure these fears are utterly baseless.

Selena: ...

Camilla: But never forget. I am the only home you have.

Selena: Of course, Lady Camilla. I would never leave you without fair
warning.

Camilla: And I can hold you to that, yes?

Selena: What a question! Do you think I'd lie to you about this? About
anything?!

Camilla: Ohohoho... no, never.

Selena: If the day comes for me to leave, you will be the first to know. I
can promise you that. So please, don't worry so much.

Camilla: If you say so, darling Selena...
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C4. Beruka C

Camilla: Hello, Beruka.

Beruka: Lady Camilla. Do you have an assignment for me?

Camilla: Not at the moment. I simply wanted a chat with my darling retainer.

Beruka: Is that an order?

Camilla: Ahahah! So cold, Beruka.

Beruka: I always obey your orders, of course. I know my place. But if there
is no assignment, I would rather not waste time talking.

Camilla: Oh? In that case: I formally order you to bide a while and talk.

Beruka: ... I'm not... a good conversationalist.

Camilla: Ahaha, I know that full well, dear Beruka. Would you rather I had
you do something to amuse me?

Beruka: I am an assassin, not a court jester.

Camilla: Oh dear. Have I upset you? I only tease because I love, dear. Surely
you understand.

Beruka: I wouldn't know...

Camilla: Hoho... what would I do without you?
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Beruka B

Camilla: Beruka... do you recall the circumstances of our first meeting?

Beruka: ... Please don't remind me.

Camilla: You kept repeating something, over and over... "I can't return until
you're dead." You reminded me of a doll whose windup mechanism had broken.

Beruka: My orders at the time were to kill you.

Camilla: Oh, I remember full well. I warned you not to attempt it, but you
were miles away, mentally.

Beruka: For an assassin, the mission is everything. To abandon it is
unthinkable.

Camilla: Yet you didn't kill me.

Beruka: No. But only because you hired me on the spot.

Camilla: Becoming your new employer was the only way I could see to save you
from yourself.

Beruka: I wasn't saved. I only took a better offer.

Camilla: Is that still how you feel about me? I'm a generous paymaster and
nothing more?

Beruka: It's hard to say. But our professional relationship is what keeps me
at your side.

Camilla: In that case, if another patron were to offer you an even greater
sum... would you accept a contract on me, if you were so ordered?

Beruka: ... I might.

Camilla: Oh dear.

Beruka: But I would need more than money from any new master. I would also
have to trust her more than I trust you.

Camilla: Ah! Well. That is something of a relief.
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Beruka A

Beruka: Lady Camilla...

Camilla: Hello, Beruka. What can I do for my favorite retainer?

Beruka: I will never betray you as long as I remain in your service.

Camilla: Beruka, I didn't doubt-

Beruka: I will carry out every mission to the letter of your command. I was
afraid you might have misunderstood me last time. But I have only ever
betrayed one employer.

Camilla: The man who ordered me dead?

Beruka: Yes. He double-dealt and went back on his word. I took his contract
only because I was desperate. But I couldn't trust him. That's why I took
your offer immediately.

Camilla: And what if the day comes when you meet an employer more trustworthy
than I?

Beruka: I would sign on with her without hesitation.

Camilla: Ask a silly question, I suppose...

Beruka: But I don't expect to meet an employer more trustworthy than you,
Lady Camilla. You've always been kind to me, though I have nothing I can give
you in return.

Camilla: Beruka... you discredit yourself.

Beruka: All I can do is to carry out every mission you give me to the letter.

Camilla: That is all I ask, dear. But don't throw yourself away in the
process. I don't want to lose you. You're too important to me to watch you
die on my behalf.

Beruka: ... Is that an order?

Camilla: Yes. Yes, it is.

Beruka: Understood. My employer's orders are absolute.

Camilla: See that you follow them to the letter.
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Effie*

C5. Mozu C

Effie: *sigh* Night watch is so boring... I wish I had something to eat...

Mozu: Hello, Miss Effie. What are you doing out here so late?

Effie: Mozu? I'm on watch. And what are you doing with all that fruit?

Mozu: Oh, I'm just getting ready to hang it out to dry.

Effie: Why? Won't it spoil?

Mozu: Oh, no, not at all! It's actually a great way to preserve the fruit.
After it dries for a few days, I'll take it into town to sell it. People love
it!

Effie: Wow, that's a really good idea. Did you come up with it yourself?

Mozu: I guess so... I mean, It's just something I used to do back in the
village. It's a good way to make a little money on the side, too. Hee!

Effie: Well, I'm impressed. And, to be honest... a little bit hungry. *GROWL*
OK, a lot hungry...

Mozu: Was that your stomach?

Effie: Yeah. Sorry. My watch is almost over, but I haven't eaten in hours...

Mozu: Then why don't you eat one of these?

Effie: Your fruit? But I don't want to cut into your profits.

Mozu: Oh, it's fine. I've got a ton! Please, help yourself.

Effie: Well, if you insist! *nom* *nom* *nom*

Mozu: Uh, just save me a couple...
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Mozu B

Effie: Hello, Mozu. Got another batch of fruit to dry out?

Mozu: Hello, Effie! No, today I'm going to be squeezing the fruit.

Effie: Oh? I'm not a big fan of juice. Too much pulp.

Mozu: Ah, but I've perfected a technique for pulp-free juice! You just need
some fine material, like this. Wrap it around the fruit and... squeeze!
Voila-no pulp!

Effie: That's brilliant! But... you have a lot of fruit here. How long will
this take you?

Mozu: Oh, I don't mind doing it. It's fun to squish a big old fruit in your
hands. I suppose my hands do get tired after a little while... it takes some
strength.

Effie: Well, maybe I can help. Hyah!

Mozu: Whoa, you made that look easy!

Effie: Heh, thanks. I can help you out with the others if you want. I've been
looking for a new way to work out my hands anyway.

Mozu: Yeah? Well, sure! That'd be great.

Effie: You got it. It's the least I can do after you gave me all that fruit
the other day.

Mozu: All right, let's get to it. We can also drink some of the juice as we
go.

Effie: I was hoping you'd say that. It's important to stay hydrated!
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Mozu A

Mozu: Hey, Effie! I've been meaning to thank you again for all your help the
other day.

Effie: With the juice? Oh, it was nothing. If anything, I should be thanking
you. My hands have never been stronger.

Mozu: Well, I'm glad to hear it. Because everyone is RAVING about the juice.
Seriously, they want more.

Effie: Great! More business for you.

Mozu: Yes. Well, I'm a little bit worried that I won't be able to keep up
with demand. Unless the two of us can come up with some kind of
arrangement...

Effie: You're talking a muscles-for-fruit arrangement? Sounds great to me!

Mozu: Excellent! With the two of us working together, we'll make a ton of
money!

Effie: Money? No, I really just want the fruit.

Mozu: I can't just pay you in fruit, Effie. I'd feel I was taking advantage
of you.

Effie: Hmm. How about you just donate my portion to the army or something? As
long as I'm getting my share of fruit, I promise I'll be happy.

Mozu: I suppose that works for me. You're sure?

Effie: Oh yes. This is win-win for me. I get all the fruit I can eat, and my
hands are gonna be RIPPED. Heehee!

Mozu: Ha! All right, then. Let's get to work. Can you squish an apple with
just one hand?

Effie: Mozu, I can crush a tree trunk with one hand. Now, let me at those
apples!
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C5. Nyx C

Nyx: Ugh! That's a problem.

Effie: Hey, Nyx. What's wrong?

Nyx: The cap is stuck on this bottle! I need it for my curses.

Effie: Ha! Is that all?! Hand it over. Let me try! ... Urrrrrrrrgh!
(Metal breaks)
Effie: There-it's open!

Nyx: Effie! You ripped off the top half of the bottle!

Effie: You're going to want to get a new one. That broken glass could be
dangerous.

Nyx: No kidding.

Effie: That's all right. I'll fix it. I'll just press the top and bottom
together with all my might.

Nyx: I am pretty sure that won't work on glass.

Effie: With enough pressure, it might! ... I feel really good about this.

Nyx: I feel you're delusional.

Effie: Hold on... Urrrrrrrrgh! ... I wasn't strong enough. I'm sorry. I
really let you down.

Nyx: That's OK, Effie. You've done enough already... really.
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Nyx B

Effie: Nyx, I'd like to try my hand at fortune- telling. Do you mind if I
practice on you?

Nyx: By all means! (This should be interesting... )

Effie: I was in town and saw a fortune-teller crack open a shell to read the
future...

Nyx: Yes... Reading cracks is a popular method.

Effie: Good. I can manage that. You see that big rock? I'm going to smash it
with my fist.

Nyx: If anyone can do that, it's you, Effie...

Effie: Hiyaaaah!
(Damage dealt)

Nyx: That was amazing! The rock is absolutely covered in cracks.

Effie: Perfect! Now, let me study these cracks for a moment and come up with
your fortune... ... Hmm. That's strange. Nothing is coming to me.

Nyx: Effie, I hate to break it to you, but you really need to practice first.

Effie: I think I see a few more rocks I could try...

Nyx: Why don't we put the rocks on hold for now and try reading a book
instead?
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Nyx A

Effie: *sigh* Whew! That workout was intense!

Nyx: Effie, all of that training is making the rest of us look bad.

Effie: We've gotta stay on top of our fitness, so we can protect our friends
in battle!

Nyx: Even if I worked as hard as you, I'd never be in such good shape.

Effie: Nonsense. Here. Let me help... If you were a little bit bigger, you
would be much more powerful! Let me just grab you by the ankles. Lay down.

Nyx: Whoa! Effie! Let me up! Why is your other hand around my neck?!

Effie: I'm going to stretch you out! Uuuuurrrrrrrgh!

Nyx: Ow! Ow! Ow! Wh-what are you doing?!

Effie: If I pull with all my might, we can stretch you by a few inches. Makes
total sense! Hrnnnnnnggggh!

Nyx: Ow! Ow! Ow! Stop, Effie! It's not working!

Effie: ... Hmm. It doesn't seem to be working. I'll help you up.

Nyx: People's bodies aren't that simple...

Effie: I'm sorry, Nyx. I let you down. I guess I wasn't strong enough.

Nyx: Effie, you're plenty strong.

Effie: So you'll still be my friend?

Nyx: Of course, Effie. I know you were trying to help. Just don't ever do
that again, OK?
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Arthur*

C6. Niles C

Arthur: Hello, Niles! I don't believe we've had the pleasure of conversing
before.

Niles: That's correct. Which I've always found strange, since we were both
stationed in the palace.

Arthur: Yes, well... your reputation precedes you. I suppose I never went out
of my way to make your acquaintance...

Niles: Because of my past? How shallow of you. I suspected as much, however,
which is why I never bothered to meet you, either. Nothing irritates me more
than a smug little goody-goody. I'm talking about you, in case you didn't
catch my drift.

Arthur: Oh dear. There's that sharp tongue you're known for. Look, I didn't
mean to get off on the wrong foot like this...

Niles: Just another failure to add to your list, I suppose.

Arthur: Um...

Niles: Heh. You're already speechless? How cute. How about I say something
REALLY offensive? Blow those cute ears right off your head?

Arthur: This is... unpleasant. I would like to end the conversation now.

Niles: Very well. I'll let you off the hook once. But be prepared to fend for
yourself if you wish to speak with me again!
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Niles B

Arthur: I'm probably going to regret this, but... I have to ask you
something, Niles.

Niles: Ooh. How brave of you to walk into the lion's den alone. What's up?

Arthur: I've heard that a large number of thieves in the area are
coordinating a heist. Tell me straight-are you in on the plan?

Niles: Bwahaha! Wait, you're serious. Even if I were in on this plan, why the
devil would I tell you?

Arthur: Because... justice? Look, I know that you were associated with some
of these thieves in the past.

Niles: So what? That doesn't make me guilty.

Arthur: Well, not necessarily, I suppose...

Niles: You've given me an idea. Perhaps I will join up with this band of
merry thieves...

Arthur: Oh, come on! You can't be serious!

Niles: Maybe I am! What are you going to do about it?

Arthur: This is suspicious...

Niles: Wait. You're actually ACTUALLY serious.

Arthur: Well, joking about a crime is a well-known defense technique.
Because, if you joke about it, surely you wouldn't actually DO it, right? Oh
ho! Thought you could outthink Arthur, did you, evildoer?

Niles: Your logic is breathtakingly stupid.

Arthur: Is it? Darn. I did just kind of make that up.

Niles: Yep. It was obvious.

Arthur: Well, you can make fun of me all you want. But if you're hiding
something, you better tell me now.

Niles: See you later, Arthur.
(Niles leaves)

Arthur: Blast!
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Niles A

Arthur: Niles. I've come to apologize.

Niles: Oh?

Arthur: Yes. Despite a few unlucky coincidences, I was able to catch the
thieves. After I dropped them off at the jail, I saw you sneaking in the back
entrance. I thought you must have been coming to break them out... So, I
stuck around to see what would happen. And I heard every word that you said
to them. You were trying to help them turn their lives around.

Niles: Yes, well. Would this be an appropriate time to say "I told you so"?

Arthur: Yes, I believe it would. Anyway, I apologize for being prejudiced
against you based on your past.

Niles: Let me tell you a story. I've never met my own parents. My father left
before I was born, and my mother abandoned me as an infant. A gang of street
thieves took me in as a child and became my family. One day, we boldly
decided to rob the Nohrian royal palace. Of course we were caught, and in
that moment, my supposed family betrayed me. The other thieves left me as a
decoy and saved themselves.

Arthur: That's terrible!

Niles: That's when Lord Leo showed up. I knew that I didn't stand a chance
against him, so I surrendered. I actually begged him to kill me. But, for
some reason, he spared me. And ever since then, I've been by his side. My
criminal life ended the day those thieves abandoned me. And when Lord Leo
spared my life, I was reborn.

Arthur: Thank you for sharing that, Niles. I should have relied on Lord Leo's
judgment and trusted you from the start. Now then! I'm off to tell everyone
about what a great guy you are!

Niles: Um, that's really not necessary.

Arthur: Of course it is! It's not fair that you have a bad reputation. People
need to know the truth about you! Justice must prevail! I will shout it from
the rooftops. "Niles is A-OK in my book"! Ha ha! This is going to be great!

Niles: Can we go back to being enemies?
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C6. Benny C

Arthur: Greetings, Benny! What's troubling you, my friend? Surely it's not
your intention to sulk over here away from the group, correct?

Benny: I'm fine...

Arthur: Nonsense! Come, let's go join our comrades-in-arms.

Benny: No, that's quite all right... I'll just frighten them if I go over
there.

Arthur: Frighten our friends? However so?

Benny: It's this face of mine... It's no big deal. I'm used to it. It's been
this way for a long time...

Arthur: To think you've been feeling isolated all this time... But that's all
in the past now! I, Arthur, do hereby resolve to fix this little problem for
you.

Benny: Do you... really think that's possible?

Arthur: Of course! There's nothing that can't be accomplished if one tries
hard enough. Now, let's see here... Hmm, yes. I have devised a plan. Let us
both put on our biggest smile and go join the group together. Then we shall
say, "How is everybody doing on this fine day?" To which they will inquire
about your newfound peppiness. That's when you'll tell them, "This is the
real me." Understood?

Benny: It is a simple request in theory... However, I'm not sure...

Arthur: Fret not! I'm not saying this one gesture will solve everything all
at once. However, it's important to take these things one step at a time. Are
you ready?

Benny: I s-suppose... I have a bad feeling about this...
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Benny B

Benny: Ugh. That went horribly... Now they're even more frightened of me than
they were before...

Arthur: I'm so sorry, my friend. I had no idea that would happen. Everything
was going so well at first, with the walking in and the smiling... But then
you got to the "This is the real me" part...

Benny: Ugh...

Arthur: It's no one's fault, really.

Benny: Indeed. I would have not spoken so casually had I known...

Arthur: Ehem, yes. I don't think either of us anticipated that horde of
Faceless. I've never even heard of them following someone into a room... Damn
my awful luck! But yes, not the best time to say, "This is the real me."

Benny: It's no use. Being feared is my destiny...

Arthur: Not on my watch! Pessimism is never the right answer. You must
persevere! I'm certain our friends don't truly believe you to be King of the
Faceless. They... just said that because they were startled. They DID </pre><pre id="faqspan-18">
apologize afterward! Still, we'd better steady our course as soon as
possible. Hmmm, let's see... Ah, yes! I have another brilliant idea. This
one's sure to work!

Benny: I don't know... I'm not sure I can handle another failure.

Arthur: Hahaha, worry not! Nothing could possibly go wrong this time. Now,
here's what I have in mind...
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Benny A

Arthur: Color me sorry once more, Benny, for yet another unexpected turn of
events. I truly thought my latest plan was foolproof...

Benny: No need to apologize.

Arthur: No, no, the fault is all mine. I was certain the lure of fine food
was the answer. After all, cooking requires no words or social skills. And if
it tastes good, everyone's happy with the chef!

Benny: It was a good idea, Arthur. I actually made some decent steaks for the
occasion, too...

Arthur: Yes, no doubt that's what attracted the wild bears.

Benny: Bears do love my cooking.

Arthur: I tried to save the meal by charging at the largest bear... Next
thing I knew, I was waking up with a massive headache. I failed you, my
friend. I'm so very sorry.

Benny: You really don't need to apologize. It wasn't as bad as it seemed.

Arthur: Hm? How so?

Benny: After you were knocked out, everyone was rather terrified of the
bears. A few people even screamed, though they denied this later. That's when
I told them that those bears meant them no harm. I'm actually friends with
those bears. They're quite gentle and friendly...

Arthur: You're... friends with them?

Benny: I grew up in a farming village. I've been befriending wild beasts
since I was a child. That particular family of bears and I go way back...

Arthur: But... I engaged the big one in melee! He knocked me out...

Benny: Yes, he said he felt awful about it. He did point out that you
attacked him first...

Arthur: He said that? The bear? The bear said that...?

Benny: Don't worry. I calmed everyone down and explained the situation to the
bears. They were very understanding. They even joined us for our steak
dinner. When it was all over, Lord/Lady Avatar said something I'll never
forget... "Your ability to befriend such intimidating beasts is proof of a
kind heart." Everyone nodded in agreement... I was nearly moved to tears.
Never before have I felt so accepted. It's all thanks to you, my friend.

Arthur: Wow. To think, this all happened while I was knocked out cold!

Benny: Ah, before I forget, I have a thank-you present for you... The bears
and I made this together.

Arthur: A charm?

Benny: Yes. Inside there's a honey-colored stone. It's supposed to ward off
bad luck... You said recently that you have awful luck. Hopefully this helps.

Arthur: Thank you, Benny. I want you to know that you're an inspiring
individual. If you ever need anything, please don't hesitate to let me know.

Benny: You as well, Arthur. If you're ever attacked by bears again, give me a
holler...
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C6. Keaton C

Keaton: Oh, this one's good too! Ah, and this one's INCREDIBLE! Ooh! This
hair ball is the best I've seen in ages! The way its shiny bits catch the
light and shine like a rainbow... Wow! I've hit the jackpot here. This whole
area is filled with treasure!

Arthur: Well done, young wolf man. Color me impressed.

Keaton: Excuse me?

Arthur: You are a noble youth, indeed, to take it upon yourself to pick up
trash like that. I can no longer watch you do your good deeds from afar!
Here, let me help.

Keaton: What did you just say?!

Arthur: Um... excuse me? Oh! I'm ever so sorry. Is "wolf man" offensive to
your people?

Keaton: Huh? I don't care about something dumb like that. But did you just
call my findings TRASH?! Are you blind or something? This hair ball is top
quality!

Arthur: Oh... I, um... apologize? I didn't mean to infer that your trash was
low quality.

Keaton: ... Go. JUST GO!!

Arthur: ... I'll just leave you to it, then.
(Arthur leaves)

Keaton: The NERVE of some people! Now, where was I...?
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Keaton B

Keaton: Arthur! I've been meaning to talk to you about your dumb comments the
other day.

Arthur: Ah, about that... Please accept my sincerest apologies. I'll be
honest-I'm still a little confused about the whole thing... But I AM truly
sorry to have caused you such distress.

Keaton: Yeah, whatever. I've decided to be the bigger person, as usual, and
forgive you. It all comes down to ignorance. It's not your fault; most humans
are that way. So I'm gonna do you a favor and show you how amazing my
treasures really are! First up is... this!

Arthur: Wh-what is it? It looks like a mangled piece of fried shrimp...

Keaton: TRY to contain your own ignorance, Arthur! I'm doing you a favor
here! Sheesh. This isn't a shrimp! It's a pinecone. This is what one looks
like after a squirrel's torn it apart for the pine nuts. Isn't it amazing?
This one's a particularly fine specimen. Impressive, right?!

Arthur: Hmm. Ah. Ehem. I suppose you could say it's impressive in a...
roundabout way.

Keaton: Man, you're tough. That's fine. Whatever. This next one will do the
trick... Here, take a look at this!

Arthur: It appears to be a simple rock...

Keaton: A simple rock? Are you insane?! Look at it-it's shaped like a star!
That's really rare, you know!

Arthur: I could see how that's rare. Sorry, but I still don't quite-

Keaton: What is WITH you?! Have you no soul? OK. I'm pulling out all the
stops. Take a look at... THIS! See! It's a sun-dried bat!

Arthur: A sun-dried... bat? I don't even... In the name of justice... I'm
sorry, Keaton, but this is going way beyond trash now...

Keaton: It's an art, really. First you have to split the bat in half... Then
you have to salt it and then hang it in a cool, dry place for a few days...

Arthur: Argh! Please stop, my friend! I... I really don't wish to know any
more about this.

Keaton: Oh? Are bats too small to impress you? Here, I have something
larger...

Arthur: N-no, please! That's really enough. I think I finally understand. I
realize now that you have a unique way of looking at the world. To each their
own, I say! Even so, I can't say that I personally get what you see in these
things.

Keaton: But... how can I make you understand? Tell me!

Arthur: ... I can see this means a lot to you. Tell you what-how about I
bring YOU a treasure that's sure to impress? That will show you that I
sufficiently appreciate your taste in collectibles. If I succeed, you'll also
have a new treasure to add to your collection. Do we have a deal?

Keaton: Interesting. Color me intrigued, Hero Man. It's a deal! But don't
take this lightly. Remember, I'm a treasure expert!

Arthur: Understood! I shall not fail you!
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Keaton A

Arthur: ... Hello, Keaton.

Keaton: Arthur! I've been looking all over for you. How'd your treasure
hunting go?!

Arthur: I'm ashamed to say that I failed my mission. I don't know what to
say...

Keaton: Huh? Really? Lame.

Arthur: It was harder than I thought. All I managed to find was this.

Keaton: Wait. Is that...?

Arthur: I know, it's trash. I went deep into the forest looking for something
impressive. As I searched, I was suddenly attacked by a Faceless. It caught
me off guard and pinned me. We rolled about a fair bit as I struggled to
break free, and we ended up on a cliffside. With the force of justice on my
side, I was able to maneuver out of its iron grip... Well, for a moment, at
least. Soon enough it overtook me and threw me down the cliff.

Keaton: You were thrown off a cliff?! Are you... OK?

Arthur: Oh, I'm fine. It wasn't very steep, and I fell into some water. Only
my pride was injured. But as I fell, I reached out my hand and grabbed at the
beast's head.

Keaton: And?!

Arthur: Well, this is what I got. I know it's not much.

Keaton: Are you saying this is...?

Arthur: Indeed. The hair of a Faceless. Pathetic, I know.

Keaton: ?!

Arthur: I'll do better next time, my friend. That's a promise.

Keaton: WHOA! I don't believe it!!

Arthur: Hm?!

Keaton: It's so rare... so HAIRY! It's really beautiful! Wow, this is an
amazing find. To think that Faceless have treasure just growing on their
heads!

Arthur: K-Keaton? Your eyes are gleaming, and your tail is wagging furiously!

Keaton: Hm?! What? No! My tail is definitely NOT wagging! It's not like this
is amazing or anything! I mean... I know I said it was amazing... But, what I
meant was...

Arthur: Wow. I don't know what to say. Well, as promised, if you like it so
much, it's all yours. Though I really don't see why you would want a clump of
hair...

Keaton: WHOA! Are you sure? Can I really have this?!

Arthur: Well, of course. My word is my honor.

Keaton: W-well I'm not incredibly happy or anything, but... I mean... Well...
Thanks. I guess. You did a pretty good job in the end. You're OK, Arthur.
Kind of. Given your accomplishment, I suppose... I could help you pick up
trash sometime. Not that I owe you one or anything.

Arthur: That would be marvelous! I'd be happy to have you join me.

Keaton: Heh, no problem. Just make sure you show me everything you pick up.
You have the strangest idea of what passes for trash, buddy.
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Odin*

C7. Niles C

Niles: We have a job to do, Odin.

Odin: Do tell, my umbral friend!

Niles: Our army is thinking of developing some new weapons. They need these
weapons named.

Odin: Weapons?! Named?! Those that you hold?! What a perfect task for me-to
anoint those with my mystic tongue!

Niles: Before you start drooling all over them, you need to know one more
thing. They're calling for name possibilities from everyone in camp. Not just
us. As Lord Leo's retainers, you and I must contribute our ideas.

Odin: Hmpf. I'm not used to auditioning with amateurs. But I'll do my best.
Feel free to bow out of this scene now. I've got this.

Niles: Fine by me.

Odin: Now, where to start? Ooh, that sword looks like it's begging for the
Odin treatment. It should be a strong name. Hmm. Maelstrom, perhaps? No, that
doesn't sound half as fierce as this blade demands. I'll put it aside for
now. What's next? Ah, a powerful staff, white and streaked with red. The
Scarlet... something. No, that's crummy too. How about...?

Niles: How about you wrap this up, Odin? We don't have forever.
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Niles B

Odin: NILES! How DARE you?!

Niles: Sorry, I didn't quite catch that. Maybe shout it... directly into my
ear?

Odin: Oh, you heard me, traitor. You didn't wait for me to name those
weapons. You submitted your own-and your names are just plain bad. Why, every
one of them is charmless, rigid, and stiff! Was this some sort of joke?

Niles: One of us had to do something, or we'd look like fools.

Odin: What?!

Niles: You were at risk of missing the deadline. We represent Lord Leo here.
That would have made him look bad. So I turned in some names. Crisis averted.

Odin: You know nothing of naming. It's FINE to be late... if the names are
perfect. It's you who've made Lord Leo look like a chump.

Niles: You were going to blast past that deadline as if it was years away.
And, just like always, you'd come up with names that were nonsense.

Odin: Excuse me? But your names are the very stuff of which senses are made
non! Lord Leo will be sorely displeased.

Niles: What a big talker you are, Odin. Pretty suspicious, given that you're
a man with no past.

Odin: Oh? Tried to dig up a little dirt on your friend Odin, eh?

Niles: When a man like you shows up to serve Lord Leo-of course I do. I look
into the past of anyone and everyone who comes into his life. And I found...
nothing.

Odin: And our conversation is... over.
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Niles A

Odin: I have to apologize for how rude I was to you the other day, Niles.

Niles: But, Odin-

Odin: Please, no. Not a word of apology from you. I won't have it. Besides,
you don't know how right you were, submitting your weapon names. They're
being seriously considered for the final choices.

Niles: Oh, really?

Odin:
What's more, everyone is saying how un-Odinish our names are. Hard to believe
it, but they mean that as a compliment. Everything you said was true-I would
have been late, and with names they'd hate. So, we haven't brought shame on
Lord Leo's name at all.

Niles:
Look, I really just wrote down the first words that came to mind. But I do
need to apologize. Not for that. I shouldn't have looked into your past.

Odin: You were just doing your duty by Lord Leo. That you didn't find any
past at all must have alarmed you. But I swear, there's nothing in my...
past... that would harm Lord Leo.

Niles: Say no more. If Lord Leo put his trust in you, so should I. Even if
you had a dark past, it couldn't be more troubling than mine.

Odin: What matters is that you care deeply for Lord Leo.

Niles: That I do. As do you.

Odin: In which case, we must band together better than we have been. You and
I often squabble. We shouldn't.

Niles: I agree. Let us put away any troubles and embrace each other as
friends.

Odin: Done deal. Just one more thing.

Niles: Yes?

Odin: I've heard the camp is going to be naming some new armor next. Help me
with my names. People love the ol' Niles touch!

Niles: Nope. You're on your own.
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C7. Laslow C

Odin: Now I, Odin Dark, shall unlock the eighth scroll, calling forth the
fivefold fires! Eternal embers of the soulrealms, rise up from your slumber
and consume my foes! KABOOM! KAPOW! "Aiiieeee! Not that, Odin! Anything but
thaaa- FWOOM!" Heh. Pathetic. Did nobody ever teach you to be afraid of...
the Dark?

Laslow: Odin? Are you still not through yet? You've been at it for hours!

Odin: Ha! Do not feign surprise. I know you were spying on me. As my
archrival, you hunger for my secrets and watch in hopes of learning them.
You... Laslow of the Azure Skies!

Laslow: I think I prefer "Indigo." Can we make it "Indigo Skies"? In any
case, why are you still engaged in such foolishness? It's as childish as
ever, and you're not getting any younger, my friend.

Odin: Fie and vexations upon you! I am no child! I am a conjurer of...
conjurings! Er, wait. No. That isn't right. Let me try again. *ahem* You'd
best watch your tone. I prey upon fools' blood, and you've an overabundance.
(NAILED IT!)

Laslow: Ugh, it's no use. You're even worse than before. I suppose I'll just
have to tell Lord Leo you skipped training today. Again. Such a shame. You
look terrible in irons.

Odin: H-hey! Wait up! Come on, Laslow! Think this through!

Laslow: What is there to think through? You are failing in your duties as
retainer. I'm afraid I've no choice but to report you.

Odin: I see. How dutiful and virtuous you are. Yes, a man of your integrity
would never object to my telling Lord Xander anything. Particularly not about
his irreproachable retainer skipping training to flirt with girls? I'd say
it's been one... two... three-oh no! It's been every day this week, in fact!
Scandalous!

Laslow: Wha- You wouldn't dare!

Odin: Then swear upon your sword you won't report me to Lord Leo!

Laslow: ... Fine. Maybe we should both just get some training done today.
Say, how about we have a quick round? It's been a while.

Odin: Very well, but you will regret those words. Prepare yourself for the
void! ... Heh. It really has been a while. Feels just like old times, doesn't
it? It's as though we've gone back in time.

Laslow: Yeah, it really does feel that way... Hm, I wonder where everyone is?
All our old friends, I mean...

Odin: Probably having a bunch of feasts and fun and forgetting all about us.

Laslow: ...

Odin: I'm joking! It's a joke! You've gotta learn to relax more, buddy. Now,
come on! Today is a special day. For today you learn what "wrath" means! I
unveil to you the forbidden tome: Genealogy of the Infinite Pain! It'll hurt
so bad, your grandchildren will be wincing years after your death!

Laslow: I see. Then I suppose it is time to stop kidding around. I will
unveil a secret dueling form, derived from the ancient scrolls of the
masters. I give you the Sacred Dance of the Mystic Blade!

Odin: No... Can it be?!

Laslow: Yes! Bow before the Sacred Dance of the Mystic Blade!

Odin: So... I see you've come to understand the importance of secret
techniques.

Laslow: Verily! I learned it from the teachings of the sage Hyoo-Moring Yor
Frends.

Odin: Very good! I expect no less from Laslow of the Azure Skies! Now, taste
my vengeance!

Laslow: Let us begin, Odin Dark!
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Laslow B

Odin: Hail, friend! Our last sparring match was quite something. Your Sacred
Dance of the Mystic Blade was quite impressive. Perhaps we should begin
charging others to watch the spectacle. We could even get costumes! What do
you think, Laslow of the Azure Skies?

Laslow: Laslow of the Azure Skies...

Odin: Hm? Are you displeased with your epithet? I shall ponder another, then.
But first I must away to my chamber of nominal contemplations...

Laslow: No, that's not it. Something just struck me, all of a sudden. The
name "Laslow." It's so familiar now...

Odin: It makes sense. It's been a long time since you've answered to another
name. The same goes for Selena and myself. It's hard to fathom, isn't it?

Laslow: Heh. You were hopeless at first. Always saying our old names. Yet you
seem to keep track of all those weapon and attack names, no problem. Any
reason these ones tripped you up?

Odin: Hey! It was the first time I'd ever had to change my name. I eventually
learned. After all, if someone had heard me slip up, it would have aroused
suspicion. I couldn't risk us losing our positions as retainers. Our mission
was at stake. We must remain close to these people. And so, yes, I eventually
learned. It pains me to this day to know we flay our identities so
carelessly.

Laslow: I assure you, whatever name we go by, our identities are as true as
ever. It does feel strange, however... hiding these things from the others.
Lord Xander and Lord Leo are good people. It's sad knowing we will have to
part ways.

Odin: Yes. 'Tis almost enough to tempt one into staying, is it not?

Laslow: Yes... Almost... Odin... what are we doing? We should not be making
friends with these people. It will only make leaving harder. And it will be
hard enough as it is...

Odin: What's this? Sadness? What happened to that iron resolve of yours?

Laslow: It's fine! I'm not sad! It's just... it's been on my mind lately.
Anyway, it's your fault for getting so serious all of a sudden.

Odin: Do not blame me for your own failing of courage, Laslow of the Azure
Skies.

Laslow: I'm not blaming you, Odin. Perish the thought! I'm just saying you
were being all mopey, and I felt I had to commiserate.

Odin: Mopey? Do you wish to start something?! I'll have you know this tome
here contains a forbidden technique! It will turn your insides squishy and
set your body aflame!

Laslow: Oho! I bet it doubles your lame factor too! Shall we test it out?

Odin: ...

Laslow: Wait, what's that say? "Book of Dark Spell Names"?

Odin: No! Stop! Give it back!

Laslow: That's supposed to set me aflame? Curious. Very curious.

Odin: Do you have to look so smug all the time? Come on! Although I guess
it's better than all the grimacing you were doing earlier... ... Heh. Just
like old times again, eh? Seems to be happening a lot lately.

Laslow: Haha. I suppose it is. Except...

Odin: Except?

Laslow: Never mind. It's nothing. Oh! Look at the time! We should get going
before we miss the war council.

Odin: Oh, you're right! Let's hurry!
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Laslow A

Laslow: Hello, Odin.

Odin: What's wrong, Laslow? Has the darkness taken hold of you on this day?

Laslow: Odin... Do you think we're still the same people we were back in our
time? I mean, how do we know our old memories are truly real?

Odin: What do you mean?

Laslow: I've just been thinking about it. We've been here for a long while
now. We've been absorbed in our duties as Lord Xander and Lord Leo's
retainers. We've made friends and had all kinds of experiences. It's been a
whole new life. Sometimes our past just seems so... unreal.

Odin: Ah, I get it. You feel disconnected from your old life.

Laslow: I suppose so. I just can't shake this feeling lately. We've nothing
left of our old lives except each other and our fading memories. I can't help
but wonder if my memories of our old world are just a dream of sorts.

Odin: Don't be silly. We're the same people. We existed. That world existed.
And when we're done here, we're going back. You're just overthinking things.
I know we're in over our heads, but that's no reason to start doubting your
reality. Besides, if anything is part of a dream, it's this world.

Laslow: *sigh* Now I'm starting to wonder if anything is real.

Odin: ...

Laslow: Do you ever think of our original world anymore? The one we were born
in?

Odin: I do. Mostly at night. I... have trouble sleeping sometimes because of
it.

Laslow: Ah. So you too, then.

Odin: I also think of the other world. Of seeing my mother for the first time
since... Gods, it was wonderful seeing her alive and well after what happened
in our time. Oh, and helping our parents and the others defeat the dragon!

Laslow: That was a wonderful world. It was such a happy place, too. I mean,
after Grima fell. Ah, remember looking for that tiara and then getting chased
by a bear? Ha! We made some good memories there, didn't we?

Odin: Aye. And none of them were dreams. So cheer up!

Laslow: Yeah. You know, when we talk like this, it's hard to deny it was all
real. I'm glad we didn't get separated this time. If you guys weren't here, I
don't think... I don't think I could bear it.

Odin: Laslow...

Laslow: Thank you for being here for me. You've made good on your promise.

Odin: No problem! But, erm... what promise was that?

Laslow: Well, it was a long time ago. Remember that harvest festival we went
to? When I was troubled about how we were fighting real people instead of
Risen. You said you'd always be a shoulder for me to lean on. And you have
been.

Odin: Ah, I remember that! Well, I meant every word. In any case, we'll be
moving out any minute now. Let's get going, Inigo.

Laslow: Wh-what did you just call me?

Odin: What's wrong, Inigo of the Indigo Skies? Did you miss hearing your real
name? Haha, calm down. It's fine, just this once. No one else is here. Severa
can't get mad about something she doesn't know, right? Er. Probably.

Laslow: Haha! I guess not. Thank you... Owain. I feel much better now.

Odin: Ah, he smiles! Perfect! I love seeing my archrival happy.

Laslow: Haha, I feel the same, old friend. That, at least, will never change.
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Nyx*

C8. Mozu C

Mozu: ...

Nyx: ... Mozu. Did you come here purely to stare at me?

Mozu: Eep! You noticed... I didn't want to bother you while you were into
your book there.

Nyx: I could feel your gaze boring holes into me. If you need something, ask.

Mozu: U-um... Well, I... I really admire you!

Nyx: What?

Mozu: I mean, you're always reading those thick, heavy books. They look
serious. I wouldn't have thought someone so young as you would read those old
things!

Nyx: ...

Mozu: Point is, I think it's amazing the way you can manage it.

Nyx: I've become a bibliophile over the years. It's nothing special, really.

Mozu: Oh, but it is! Especially for a girl from the sticks like me. Hey,
could you teach me how to read those kinds of books? Really dig deep into
them?

Nyx: Why are you asking me? It's your interest.

Mozu: Oh... you don't wanna be around me, huh. Ouch...

Nyx: *sigh* Very well, then. I'll grant you access to my library. I can't
have you mooning around camp.

Mozu: Really?!

Nyx: Yes. There's no particular trick to studying or reading, but... Like all
things, if you do it regularly, it will come easier to you.

Mozu: Yaaay! I can't believe it! I get to read Nyx's books!

Nyx: Do so quietly, or the offer is rescinded.

Mozu: Oh, um, sorry!

Nyx: You may choose any book from the shelves to study as you wish.

Mozu: Got it! Thanks a heap, Nyx!
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Mozu B

Mozu: All right, Histories of... Nohr... Today I'm reading you cover to
cover! Let's see, table of contents... Preface? Sounds skippable... Here it
is! Chapter 1!

Mozu: ... Augh.

Nyx: ... Ahem.

Mozu: Eep! Did I doze off?! Aw, shucks! I gotta focus better!

Nyx: Mozu. Are you sure you want this? Falling asleep when you came to my
tent to read suggests otherwise.

Mozu: Aww... I'm sorry, Nyx. You even went and loaned me your book. But this
highfalutin writing style is just too tough for me.

Nyx: So it would seem.

Mozu: But I'm gonna keep at it until I'm smart like you! Here goes nothing!

Mozu: In... the year... Zzzz...

Nyx: Mozu. May I?

Mozu: Huh?! I-I wasn't sleeping! Who said I was sleeping!

Nyx: I could tell when I saw you pick up the book that it's impossible for
you.

Mozu: Awww... Then you're kicking me out?

Nyx: No. But you shouldn't have tried to start at my level. Better to begin
with a book more suited to you.

Mozu: How do you mean? I don't read too many books, so I dunno what I'd like.

Nyx: Hmm... What about this?

Mozu: Ooh! Is this a cookbook?

Nyx: Yes. Ingredient lists, preparation instructions-that sort of thing. If
you like to cook, then I'm sure you'll enjoy reading it.

Mozu: Aw, Nyx, you shouldn't have!

Nyx: This is like a treasure trove for you, isn't it? Whereas to me, it's
next to useless. You'll take to reading faster by building on the interests
you already have.

Mozu: You're right... This book looks about my speed! Thanks.

Nyx: It would be selfish of me to deny you this one book when I have so many
others. Now do try to read quietly, if you can.

Mozu: Whoa! This dish looks powerfully good! I've never heard of any of these
spices! Huh, that's a funny-looking root. I wonder if it's from Nohr...

Nyx: Does she not know how to be silent...? I suppose I should be happy she's
found something to read...
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Mozu A

Mozu: Nyx, I really gotta thank you.

Nyx: For what?

Mozu: For the cookbook you loaned me! Plowing through that made me feel
confident enough to tackle tougher stuff.

Nyx: But you did the actual reading, yes? You have nothing to thank me for.

Mozu: Nah, I know what you did... You must have spent a while finding a book
that'd be just right for me.

Nyx: I don't know what you're talking about.

Mozu: Hey, I've seen your shelf. You've got a lot of books, and not many are
about food. Though I see some new ones here... Did you get these just for me?

Nyx: I... It sometimes happens that I take on new interests. That's all.

Mozu: Hey, no judgment here! I'm happy for you.

Nyx: Mm.

Mozu: You think about other people's feelings, you read really tough books...
You're really something, Nyx! Oh, almost forgot! I wanted to know if there's
anything I can do to thank you.

Nyx: I've done nothing worth thanking me for, so no.

Mozu: Aw, but I won't rest until I do! C'mon! Are there any sweets you like?
I can try whipping some up!

Nyx: If you really must... then I'd like to try Hoshidan pastries.

Mozu: You got it! I'll fix you something that'll make you break out smiling!

Nyx: Thank you, Mozu. ... You said I was "really something," but I could say
the same of you. You're so young, and yet you're a good cook who cares for
people.

Mozu: Huh? Sorry, I didn't catch that.

Nyx: It wasn't important. I'm eager to taste your sweets, Mozu.

Mozu: You got it! I know just the recipe to use!
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C8. Charlotte C

Charlotte: I feel bad for you, Nyx. It must be hard to get what you want,
looking like that.

Nyx: Pfft, it's no different than anyone else. I've been like this long
enough to have gotten used to it.

Charlotte: But the way you act doesn't match how you look. I can't even
imagine what men must think of you...

Nyx: Men, really? That's the first thing that jumps into your mind?

Charlotte: What of it? Do you have a problem with that?

Nyx: Oh, no. I think it's perfectly reasonable for a young woman your age to
act that way.

Charlotte: There is something very strange about such a young-looking person
saying that.

Nyx: I know exactly what you mean, but it can't be helped.

Charlotte: There's nothing you can do? You're sure?

Nyx: Yes. Physically, I will always be this way.

Charlotte: If that's true, why don't you change how you act, instead of how
you look?

Nyx: ... What good would that accomplish?

Charlotte: Then people wouldn't be surprised with your behavior! You'd sound
exactly like the person you appear to be.

Nyx: I suppose there might be some merit to that...
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Charlotte B

Charlotte: Come on, Nyx! Give it a shot!

Nyx: I don't think this will work... I can't just start acting like a child
on command.

Charlotte: Don't be so negative! I'm sure you can do it! You were a child
once, weren't you?

Nyx: Of course, but-

Charlotte: AND! I'll be giving you acting lessons. Who better to do it than
me?

Nyx: Hehehe... I suppose that's true.

Charlotte: OK, think back on when you were younger. Remember how you acted
when you were hungry.

Nyx: OK... I really want... to eat... sweets...

Charlotte: No good, no good! You need to let it out. Don't hold yourself
back! Try thinking about what you'd do with your free time.

Nyx: Um... Er... I want to... go play outside?

Charlotte: Getting better! Good job, Nyx.

Nyx: I'm really happy when we play together... I want to do it all the time.
I'm sad when we have to stop...

Charlotte: Awwww! That's really cute, Nyx!

Nyx: ... I want to stop. It's pointless to act this way.

Charlotte: Whaaaaat? You were doing well!

Nyx: How I look on the outside doesn't matter. I can't force myself to be
someone I'm not. I can't forget all the things that have happened to make me
who I am.

Charlotte: Ah... I see...

Nyx: It was interesting though, I'll admit. For a moment, I thought it was
possible.

Charlotte: Really? That's good then.
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Charlotte A

Nyx: Oh, Charlotte. Isn't it exhausting for you to always put on an act in
front of men?

Charlotte: Of course, but I have to do it. It's the kind of attention that
men seem to like. Gentle and proper, helpful and attentive... Hah, there's no
way a woman exactly like that even exists.

Nyx: Hahah, you're definitely correct there.

Charlotte: But there's no changing that. All I can do is do what I must to be
popular.

Nyx: You know... The way you are normally-like right now-is quite attractive
too.

Charlotte: Oh, I know. I've heard a few people say that, too. But men tend to
like my act more than my normal behavior. I'm happy to keep it up if it means
being popular. But what about you, Nyx? Do you ever pretend to be someone
else?

Nyx: No. Well, that's not true. I did behave like a... monster, once. I did
it so I could try and live my life alone.

Charlotte: Nyx...

Nyx: You know, though, I wasn't really acting. I did horrible things more
times than I can count. Maybe I'm just pretending not to be a monster.

Charlotte: You aren't any kind of monster, Nyx. You're a bit of an odd
girl... but you're an important friend to me.

Nyx: Charlotte...

Charlotte: Tsk, and now you've got me being embarrassingly honest. OK, forget
what I said before, Nyx. Just be yourself. You're a good person without
putting on any kind of act.

Nyx: Thank you... Charlotte...
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Selena*

C9. Beruka C

Selena: Hello, Beruka.

Beruka: Selena? What do you need?

Selena: I don't need anything, Beruka, but... We are both retainers to Lady
Camilla. I want to know which of us is stronger. We should duel sometime to
find out.

Beruka: I do not especially want to fight for no reason. If Lady Camilla
commanded it... But no, I do not want to fight just to satisfy your
curiosity.

Selena: Ooooor... could it be that you're afraid of losing to me? Hmmmm?

Beruka: There is no need to put up a false front of confidence.

Selena: Wh-what? What do you mean by that?

Beruka: I know that you are a skilled fighter... But I believe that you are-
emotionally- quite fragile. You're too concerned with how you rate compared
to others. You're constantly trying to prove you're the best.

Selena: Th-that's not true.

Beruka: If you were suddenly proven wrong, I don't think you could handle the
disappointment.

Selena: Hrm. As long as we're analyzing, how about you? Aren't you just like
me?

Beruka: We aren't alike at all. I've never sought out the approval of my
peers the way you do.

Selena: I meant that you appear strong but are actually quite fragile. You
won't ever do anything unless there's some outside motivation, right? Either
there's enough money, or duty requires that you act. If you never do anything
for yourself, what is it that makes you... you?

Beruka: You may be correct. Maybe I am a fragile person, as well...
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Beruka B

Selena: Beruka... I'm... I'm sorry about the other day. I hope that my words
didn't get to you. I think I got a little carried away and spoke more harshly
than I should have.

Beruka: I'd like to apologize too... I'm sorry for calling you a fragile
person. Although, you were correct when you said we are similar in that way.

Selena: There's no need to apologize-I think you were also right. But I'm
going to embrace it. I'm going to continue to challenge people. I'll keep
proving to myself, over and over, that I am number one, until I accept it!

Beruka: That's a good idea. Keep challenging yourself.

Selena: You should do it too! Dive into your duties with conviction!

Beruka: I don't know... If I dive in too hard, won't my work consume me?

Selena: But if you like what you do, that'd be OK! If your work is also your
passion, you'll enjoy every minute of it! Plus, it's fun to get completely
engrossed in something you love.

Beruka: Heh. I can try...

Selena: That's all I can suggest! I'll help you however I am able. You're my
friend, after all!

Beruka: Yeah... Thank you.
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Beruka A

Selena: Ahhh! Beruka! You're late!

Beruka: Your message was very vague-I had to be sure it actually came from
you.

Selena: Well, you got here eventually, at least. Anyway, I had a question for
you! What do you normally do when you come into town?

Beruka: Purchase new weapons... or poisons. Sometimes a new anatomy book to
help me find new ways to kill people.

Selena: You what? No, never mind. Your brain must be a scary place. Anyway, I
wanted to take you shopping with me today!

Beruka: All right. What are we going to buy?

Selena: Some matching accessories! One for me, one for you, and one for Lady
Camilla!

Beruka: Accessories? Are you serious?

Selena: Think about it. We realized how similar we are, and we both value
Lady Camilla. It's a sign from the gods that we need accessories as a symbol
of the connection.

Beruka: The gods must not be very busy...

Selena: Oh, shhh! You know what I mean. Don't ruin this moment! I just
meant... we're friends.

Beruka: I get it. OK, let's go find something.

Selena: Are you sure?

Beruka: Of course. After thinking about it... There are functional uses for
accessories. Necklaces for strangling, or earrings that double as small
blades.

Selena: Seriously, you've got a twisted way of thinking.

Beruka: I'm sorry. I'll use them as they are intended.

Selena: That's all I ask. Anyway! I think we should buy a matching set of
accessories. That way, if we're ever separated, we'll have them to remember
each other with!

Beruka: If we're ever separated... Are you already planning for our deaths?

Selena: No! Not at all! I just mean... there are so many reasons that we
could become separated. The world is a strange place, sometimes...

Beruka: I suppose you're right. I doubt I would wear a matching item if you
were gone, though. I'd keep it somewhere safe and then break it out when we
next met. I suspect you'd be mad if I lost it. There'd be something lonely
about wearing it while the matching one is absent.

Selena: *sniff* *sniff*

Beruka: Selena, are those tears? Why are you crying?

Selena: Because of what you just said! I didn't think you could express that
feeling so well.

Beruka: Thank you. I think. Regardless, what sort of accessories should we
get? We should really decide soon, too-it isn't great that we've left Lady
Camilla alone.

Selena: Oh hell, you're right! Let's choose quickly... How about a necklace?
Then we would just need to settle on a design... Oh! Rings could be great.
And instead of one style, how about different colors? A purple one would be
absolutely perfect for Lady Camilla. We should check several places before we
make a decision, though...

Beruka: Um, all right... This could take some time. But maybe it's OK to
enjoy myself once in a while...
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C9. Peri C

Peri: Selena! Hey, Selena! You hate it when you're not the best at
everything, right?

Selena: Ugh, definitely! I never settle for second place-ever!

Peri: Wellllll... I happen to know I'm better than anyone at murder!

Selena: A-at what?! Murder's not a sport, Peri!

Peri: It isn't YET! We could be the first!

Selena: L-look... Most people don't go around killing each other because they
feel like it!

Peri: Then I'm automatically the best at it! Hooray for me!

Selena: Grrr... Why does this bother me so much?!

Peri: Yikes! Ease off! I-I didn't mean it! Waaaaaaaaah! Selena is bullying
me!

Selena: What's with you? Those crocodile tears aren't fooling anybody! If you
really want to see someone turn on the waterworks, watch and learn!
Waaaaaaaaaaah!

Peri: What the heck?! Teeheeheehee! You look so silly when you cry!

Selena: Ugh... Beaten again!
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Peri B

Peri: Hey, Selena, know what? I'm a pretty good cook, too!

Selena: Is that a challenge? You don't know what food tastes like till you've
had my cooking! I'm not letting any selfish crybaby killer beat me in a cook-
off!

Peri: A cook-off! That's a great idea! You know I'll win, right? Can you
handle that?

Selena: Fat chance. I'm taking you down!

Peri: Let's get started!
(Time passes)

Selena: How... How did this happen?!

Peri: Hi-hi! What did you think? My cooking's pretty yummy, huh?

Selena: Ugh... Ughhhh!!

Peri: Don't just groan about it! I want to hear what you think! Is it yummy?
Gross? Tell me!

Selena: Will you stop pestering me for five seconds so I can get a word in
edgewise?! I was just about to tell you what I thought.

Peri: Yay! This is so exciting!

Selena: Your cooking... it was...

Peri: Yes? It was what?

Selena: It was better than mine. But only by a hair!

Peri: Yesss! I win again!

Selena: (How does this psycho keep beating me?)

Peri: Aww, aren't you going to make your funny crying face this time?

Selena: Mind your own business! I'm not faking it! These are real tears!
Ugh... I hate everything about this...
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Peri A

Selena: I hate to admit it-I really, REALLY hate it-but you're a better cook
than me.

Peri: Hey, we agree on something!

Selena: But I'll practice nonstop until I'm better than you! Just you wait!
And don't go anywhere! You stay put until I'm ready to wipe the floor with
you!

Peri: So you're saying... rematch? Teeheehee! You're so much fun, Selena!

Selena: Wh-what?

Peri: Seriously! I love hanging out with you! You're cute and strong, and you
wear your hair in twintails, like me! I could go on and on! I hope we can
keep having fun contests!

Selena: I'll admit, I got a kick out of the cook-off we had. I didn't realize
you were into that stuff, and I feel like I know you better now.

Peri: Yep! Best friends forever!

Selena: Sure, I'll be your friend. But don't think for one second that I'm
happy about it!

Peri: You're... not happy to be friends...? *sniff* *sob* Waaaaaaaaah! Why
are you such a meanie?!

Selena: D-don't cry! I didn't mean it! I... I'm happy too! I'm... glad we're
friends.

Peri: *sniffle* R... really?

Selena: "R-really?" Listen to this girl! Don't you trust what your best
friend says? So stop crying already! It's smearing your makeup.

Peri: OK... I'll believe you.

Selena: Then again, you'll be crying your eyes out after our cook-off
rematch! Get ready to lose hard!

Peri: OK! I can't wait!

Selena: But for that to happen, I can't waste all my time here. I'm off to
practice cooking!

Peri: And I'll go practice killing! We'll have a kill-off someday too!

Selena: Don't get your hopes up...
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Beruka*

C10. Charlotte C

Charlotte: Why, if it isn't Beruka.

Beruka: ...

Charlotte: Hey now, it's rude to ignore people. You'll never become popular
acting like that. Men don't like the cold, standoffish act. Women don't like
it either, for that matter.

Beruka: It's not an act. I'm not concerned with being popular.

Charlotte: Putting up a tough front, huh? That's fine.

Beruka: I'm not acting strong. I am strong. And I don't particularly care
about what other people think.

Charlotte: Really? You're setting yourself back in life, if that's true.

Beruka: I don't care if someone likes me or not, or if they're a man or a
woman... Can I kill them? Can they kill me? That's all I judge anyone by.

Charlotte: You really are a dangerous one, aren't you. But listen, you can
kill a man in ways other than a brutal stabbing...

Beruka: Obviously. I know many ways...

Charlotte: I bet you don't know some of the ways I know, though...

Beruka: I... would hear more about this...
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Charlotte B

Charlotte: OK, Beruka. Are you ready to learn how to kill a man without using
a blade?

Beruka: Yes. Please go on...

Charlotte: You need to wear clothes with an open chest. Men will fall to that
instantly.

Beruka: ... That's all?

Charlotte: Yes. That's more than enough to kill most men.

Beruka: ... I don't believe it.

Charlotte: Heehee. If you're so skeptical, why don't you give it a try
yourself and see? I'm sure that once they get a look at you, they'll go weak
in the knees.

Beruka: I've never heard of this assassination technique before... In any
case, an open chest seems like it defeats the purpose of armor. I don't own
any like that. In fact, my only set of armor is what I'm wearing now. It was
given to me by Lady Camilla. She wore it before gifting it to me.

Charlotte: Wait, Lady Camilla used to wear that armor? Are you sure? It
really doesn't seem her... style... Regardless, if the armor won't work,
there are other options, too. You could always make someone an exceptional
lunch or snack, for example.

Beruka: Ah... and add an undetectable poison...

Charlotte: What? No, not at all. The secret ingredient is a dash of sincerity
and devotion. It'll drive them to notice you.

Beruka: I don't want to be noticed. Then I can't surprise them. None of this
sounds deadly. Can it really kill a man?

Charlotte: Oh, most definitely. Trust me. I've used this to seize the hearts
of countless men. Then it's just a matter of deciding what I want to do with
them, heehee.

Beruka: Seize their hearts?! How violent... I would never have suspected a
simple lunch could give me such power.

Charlotte: So? Have you learned something?

Beruka: Indeed. I will remember everything you've said.
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Charlotte A

Beruka: Charlotte...

Charlotte: Hello there, Beruka.

Beruka: Everything you told me before... None of that was true, was it?

Charlotte: What do you mean?

Beruka: An exposed chest alone cannot kill a man... Lunch will not let you
grab on to someone's beating heart...

Charlotte: Hrm. I'm assuming you asked someone else what they thought of
these methods?

Beruka: I spoke with Lady Camilla.

Charlotte: Oh really? How did she react?

Beruka: That was the loudest I have heard her laugh in some time.

Charlotte: Heehee. Poor Beruka. You took what I said so literally. You need
to think bigger than that! My methods capture a man and drive him to do
things to serve you. Without free will, the man may as well be dead, wouldn't
you say?

Beruka: Lady Camilla said something like that...

Charlotte: You see? You can kill a man without spilling a drop of blood.

Beruka: Possibly. But that method does not work for me. Hidden in the
shadows, striking with a blade at the vital areas of the body... This way is
less complicated. And I've mastered it already.

Charlotte: I can't disagree there...

Beruka: I have changed my opinion of you, though. We may use different
methods, but... I respect you as a fellow assassin.

Charlotte: Heehee. Well, keep my dangerous skills a secret, OK? It's more
intriguing if I've got a secret or two, you know...
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Laslow*

C12. Keaton C

Keaton: Oh! Hey, Laslow!

Laslow: Stop right there, Keaton!

Keaton: Huh? Why?

Laslow: You know why. You're gonna try to show me one of your "treasures,"
aren't you?

Keaton: Ha! Classic Laslow! Yep, you nailed it!

Laslow: STOP! DON'T YOU DARE!

Keaton: What? Then how am I gonna show you my treasure?

Laslow: I don't want to see your "treasure." Last time you showed me one, it
was a giant bug! A giant POISONOUS bug! Those boils didn't heal for a week!

Keaton: Oh yeah! Your face was so disgusting! That was the best!

Laslow: No, it most certainly was not.

Keaton: Hahaha-huh? Where'd my treasure go? Oh, it must have escaped.

Laslow: I knew it-it was another bug, wasn't it?! WAIT! ACK! It's flying
right at me!  NOOO! Please, stay away, bug! Gods, not again! GYAAAAAAAAH!
(Laslow leaves)

Keaton: Ha ha ha! Oh, Laslow, you're such a kidder!
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Keaton B

Keaton: Laslow! Where are you going?

Laslow: Huh? I was just about to go into town. Did you need anything?

Keaton: Going to chat up some ladies, huh?

Laslow: Ah... what makes you say that?

Keaton: I knew it! Well guess what? I wanna try too!

Laslow: You want to try chatting up ladies?

Keaton: Yep! C'mon! Take me with you!

Laslow: I have a bad feeling about this...

Keaton: I'm begging you! It'll be fun, right? I just wanna try it once! I
promise I'll give it my best shot!

Laslow: All right, all right, fine. I'll take you into town with me.

Keaton: Woohoo! Thanks, Laslow.
(Time passes)
Keaton: This is sooooo booooring... Nobody's listened to even one of my
stories!

Laslow: Of course they haven't. Any sane person wouldn't go within 10 feet of
someone waving around a giant bug. Maybe if you stop brandishing the thing at
random bystanders, you'll have better luck.

Keaton: But I just want to tell them how cool it is. Does no one understand?
Ugh. This isn't fun at all. I think I'd rather chase deer than girls.

Laslow: It's probably for the best, anyway. I think hunting suits you better.

Keaton: Alrighty! That settles it. Let's head back. I'll split whatever I
catch with you. I know you could use some cheering up!

Laslow: What? Now you're the one consoling ME?

Keaton: Hey, the ladies didn't give you the time of day either. The only
difference is that you don't have a supercool bug to blame for it!

Laslow: Oh gods, you noticed too? How embarrassing...
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Keaton A

Keaton: Laaaaslooow!

Laslow: Keaton? Wait, what's that you're carrying? It's a bug again, isn't
it?! Don't you dare take another step, fiend!

Keaton: Relax! It's not a bug this time!

Laslow: Oh? Then what is it?

Keaton: This!

Laslow: Oh. Is that...?

Keaton: Yep! A pot lid. With a hole in it! Isn't it neat?

Laslow: Oh, is this another one of your treasures? Hmmm... You know, I can't
say for sure... but I get the feeling that it's very valuable.

Keaton: How'd you know?! You must have a better eye for this sort of thing
than I thought! See the way the hole is shaped, like it was punched through
at different angles? That's super rare! Which is why I wanted to give it to
you.

Laslow: To me? Why would you give something so valuable to me?

Keaton: Oh, no reason. It's just that... you always let me hang around and </pre><pre id="faqspan-19">
stuff. Not everyone does... Er, not that it's a "thank you" or anything like
that! It's just common sense to reward kindness with kindness.

Laslow: Aw, you don't have to worry about me, Keaton. I know you care.

Keaton: I'm not worried about you! This is about karma! It's purely self-
interest! But... you ARE my friend, Laslow. I want you to know that.
Anyway... that's all. Here ya go!

Laslow: I see, I see. Well, I'm honored to receive such a rare gift from so
good a friend.

Keaton: Perfect! Just make sure to be careful with it, OK?

Laslow: But it's already broken, isn't it? Why does it matter if it gets a
little more broken?

Keaton: Huh. I guess you don't understand after all. I told you, it's broken
in a unique way. You don't want to turn it into a normal broken pot lid. Then
it'd be useless!

Laslow: Haha. I see your point. Very well, then. I'll handle it with care.
Thanks, Keaton.

Keaton: Good! Now... how about we test it out?

Laslow: Test it out? How? I thought it was just for looking at.

Keaton: What? No way! You gotta make it fly!

Laslow: Make it fly? ... You mean like this?
(Sword miss)

Keaton: Yahooooo!

Laslow: Wow. Talk about speed!

Keaton: I did it! I caught it! Awooooo!

Laslow: Uh, nice! Good for you, Keaton!

Keaton: This is so much fun! Let's do it again! Again!

Laslow: Huh? Um... OK. Sure.
(Sword miss)

Keaton: HYAAAA!

Laslow: There he goes again. What a strange little game this is. Well, if he
enjoys it, I guess it's all right with me.

Keaton: I got it! I got it! Thanks, Laslow! You're the best!

Laslow: Haha, Keaton really is something else. OK, go wider this time, buddy!
I'm gonna throw it as far as I can!
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Peri*

C12. Charlotte C

Peri: Gaaaaah! Grrrrr. I wanna kill somebody!

Charlotte: *sigh*

Peri: Yikes! Charlotte?! I didn't see you there. What are you sighing for?

Charlotte: You're trying much too hard. You need to be more subtle.

Peri: What are you talking about?

Charlotte: I understand what you're trying to do. You're trying to catch a
man's attention with the "I'm a crazy killer girl" act.

Peri: Crazy killer... what are you talking about?

Charlotte: No need to play dumb with me; it's just the two of us here right
now. I'm only trying to help you out. That act isn't the best one to go with,
trust me. Sure, it'll get the men to pay attention, but they'll just as
quickly go running.

Peri: I don't understand a word you're saying. I just want to stab someone is
all!

Charlotte: Have you thought about taking a different approach at all? For me,
the damsel in distress really seems to work. Just something to think about!
Ta-taaa!
(Charlotte leaves)

Peri: ... Charlotte is weird.
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Charlotte B

Peri: Grrrrrrrrrrr! I just wanna kill! Murder! Maim!

Charlotte: Peri...

Peri: Not just one person, either. Lots! As many as I can! I don't even care
who! Just let me at them.

Charlotte: Are you still acting the part of the crazy killer woman? Didn't I
suggest a change?

Peri: I'm not acting! What are you talking about?

Charlotte: Hrm. You don't seem to be lying...

Peri: Of course not! I'm as direct as they come!

Charlotte: I... Are you sure? You aren't pretending even just a little bit?
I-I can't believe it... It has to be a way to get men's attention. But how...

Peri: Are you finally starting to understand me?

Charlotte: I suppose so. You're something else entirely, it seems...

Peri: Charlotte, why do you want to get attention from the men all the time?

Charlotte: Isn't it obvious? I'm better off with as many people as possible
helping me. Especially with how dangerous the world is.

Peri: But you're so strong on your own! I've seen you take out tons of
enemies with just a swing of your axe. It was so cool to see! If being your
ally means seeing you do that more, I'm in! You're not limiting your allies
to just men, right?

Charlotte: Hah, of course not. You're right, though. I could certainly match
most of the men in this army. I've climbed through the ranks using my
strength. But, I always want to be in the spotlight. I don't want a life of
just swinging my axe.

Peri: You want to be popular... I don't get it. I'm happy with just getting
to kill people.

Charlotte: Th-that's lovely... I don't think I'll ever understand you...
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Charlotte A

Peri: I hate this! Where's someone I can kill? I don't want to hold back any
longer! It has been too long since I've seen real mayhem, death, and
destruction!

Charlotte: Hello, Peri. I see some things about you never, ever change.

Peri: Ah! Hi, Charlotte!

Charlotte: I hope you stay that way, Peri. I have to say, I'm just a little
jealous of you. You always show your true self to people, no matter what.

Peri: What do you mean?

Charlotte: You don't hide how much you enjoy killing people. I think most
people would pretend to be something else; I would.

Peri: Why pretend? I'm me and only me.

Charlotte: Yes, I know... I wonder if it'd be easier to be the real me more
often...

Peri: I don't understand... Aren't you already you?

Charlotte: ...

Peri: The Charlotte talking to me now and the Charlotte who wants
attention... They're the same person, aren't they? They're both you.

Charlotte: They're not alike! The normal me is refined and cute and
endearing! ... But I understand what you mean. No matter what, it's still me
behind the act. Thank you, Peri. You've helped me quite a bit.

Peri: I... did? How... Actually never mind. You're welcome! You're a real
weirdo, Charlotte.

Charlotte: Heehee, I suppose that's true. Just another part of me!
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C12. Felicia C

Felicia: Here's your tea, Peri! Sorry it took so long!

Peri: Thanks, Felicia!

Felicia: Ah! Whoooa!

Peri: Careful, Felicia! The tray!

Felicia: I got it- Hang on- Whoops, almost- Aaaaaaaaah!
(Sword break)

Peri: ...

Felicia: Oh my gosh, Peri! I'm so sorry!

Peri: Ugh... I'm soaked...

Felicia: I'll fix it! Let's see-where'd I put that towel...? Here! Found it!
Oops!

Peri: Aaaah! Get that washcloth out of my face!

Felicia: I'm so, so sorry...

Peri: You're the worst maid I've seen in my life! Next time this happens,
THWACK! I'll cut you deep and wide!

Felicia: I-isn't that a bit excessive?

Peri: Nope! I did the same thing when my own servants messed up! THWACK!
Oooh, I miss taking blood baths in the spray!

Felicia: Are you out of your mind...?!

Peri: I'll let you off this time... but it had better not happen again!
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Felicia B

Felicia: Um... Peri?

Peri: Oh hi, Felicia! Do you need something?

Felicia: Were you joking the other day?

Peri: About what?

Felicia: About cutting up your servants when they made mistakes. That was an
exaggeration to scare me into doing a better job, right?

Peri: Nope! That really happened! I sliced them up and danced around in the
fountain of blood! Wheeee!

Felicia: Urp!

Peri: But who cares about that? I want tea! Could you do me a favor and bring
me a cup?

Felicia: Er... Might I substitute a plate of cookies?

Peri: I don't want cookies! I want tea!

Felicia: My apologies. We're out of tea for today.

Peri: Huh? But there's a tea set on the table over there.

Felicia: Oh, that? That's... Um... It's broken.

Peri: Really? OK! I'll take some cookies, then!

Felicia: Again, I'm very sorry. I'll just leave these cookies here for you.
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Felicia A

Peri: Felicia! There you are! I've been looking everywhere for you! Is there
any tea today? I want some!

Felicia: P-Peri! Um... I'm terribly sorry, but we're out. Again.

Peri: That's a lie! I saw you hide it behind your back just now! You know
what I do to liars? THWACK!

Felicia: I-I'm sorry! Please don't thwack me! I'll do as you ask.

Peri: Yaaaaay!

Felicia: If you'll hand me your cup, I'll gladly pour for you. (Gently,
Felicia... Be very careful... If I spill the tea, there's a good chance
she'll spill my blood! Ugh, I've got to put these thoughts out of my mind-
they're just making me nervous!) Ah! Aaaaah! Oh nooooo!
(Dish breaks)

Peri: ... Waaaaaaaaaah! I'm soaked again! That's it-I've had it! Get ready to
die!

Felicia: P-Peri! Let's talk this out!

Peri: I'll cut you deep and wide! Stabbo!

Felicia: Aaaah!
(Sword hit)

Peri: Take that! And that! Andthatandthatand-

Felicia: Goodness, that was close!
(Sword hit)

Peri: *pant* *gasp* What the... You're like a different person than the klutz
who spilled my tea!

Felicia: Er, yes... I've been told I'm much more coordinated when wielding a
weapon. Gunter tells me I'm as excellent a soldier as I am unfit to be a
maid.

Peri: Huh... Cool!

Felicia: But where are my manners? Let me dry you off! I really can't
apologize enough...!

Peri: ... Incredible.

Felicia: Huh?

Peri: I've never, ever seen a maid like you! You're the best, Felicia! You
HAVE to come by my house!

Felicia: What? Why?!

Peri: So you can teach my servants how to handle themselves in a fight!
There's no fun in thwacking them if they fall apart after one hit. It's
boring! It would be way better if they knew how to fight back, like you!

Felicia: That's a strange request... But I'll grant it. I'll come offer them
some lessons as a way of apologizing for my mistakes.

Peri: Yay! This'll be so much fun!
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Benny*

C13. Keaton C

Keaton: Hey there, Benny! How's your day so far?

Benny: Um...

Keaton: Well, hold on to your socks, because it's about to become amazing! I
found something so neat that I had to show somebody! Ta-da! It's a dead bat!

Benny: UGH! Why would you bring that here?

Keaton: It's my treasure! It's a beaut, huh? That unique blue fur, those
long, thin legs... You don't find bats like this in just any cave, you know.
This one's special. That's why I wanted to show you! Here, see for yourself!

Benny: It's a nice thought, but... I'll pass.

Keaton: Yeah, makes sense. It's a lot to take in at once. Not everyone can
handle it. If I find anything more your speed, though, I'll bring it by right
away!

Benny: Um. Why?

Keaton: Why? What do you mean, why?

Benny: Why are you nice to me? You're not afraid?

Keaton: Of you? Haha, what?

Benny: Most people are. If you're not, though, I don't know if I can explain
it.

Keaton: Wow, you're serious? That's so weird. You're about the most gentle
person I know. You wouldn't hurt a fly!

Benny: Gentle? Me...?!

Keaton: Sure. I know I'm never safer than when I'm with you. I can really
lower my guard, you know?

Benny: N-no. I didn't know.

Keaton: Argh, I just remembered I'm supposed to be out on patrol. Gotta run,
but I'll be back later! You'll flip when you see my next treasure!
(Keaton leaves)

Benny: Gentle? Me? What was he talking about...?
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Keaton B

Keaton: Anyway, I didn't just come to say hi. I brought my latest treasure
with me. Prepare to feast your eyes, Benny!

Benny: Keaton, wait. I have to know something.

Keaton: OK, I'm listening. What do you want to know?

Benny: Are you having me on?

Keaton: Huh?

Benny: Most people won't come within a hundred feet of me. They're too
scared. But you're saying I'm gentle. Are you trying to wrong-foot me for
fun? Is that it?

Keaton: Ohhh, I get it now. So that's why you look like you're about to burst
into tears.

Benny: Tears?! I worried I was overdoing it... that I might frighten you
away. But you felt sorry for me?

Keaton: I don't see what's so scary about it. You're not half so scary as
people who hunt my kind for our pelts! Or... *shudder*... A perfectly clean,
dust-free room!

Benny: If you say so...

Keaton: But hey, if you don't want me bugging you, I'll lay off. You seem
pretty sensitive, and I'd hate to step on your toes! Just so you know,
though, I wasn't trying to fool you or nothing. My kind doesn't go in for
practical jokes. A wolfskin never lies!
(Keaton leaves)

Benny: K-Keaton, wait!  Huh... Sometimes I forget he's a wolf at all.
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Keaton A

Benny: Keaton...

Keaton: Benny! Good thing we bumped into each other, because- Argh! No! I
swore I was gonna stop bugging you! Benny! It's awful that we bumped into
each other! I'm super sorry!

Benny: Then why's your tail wagging so wildly...?

Keaton: I, um, just ate. These are my postmeal calisthenics.

Benny: ... Oh. The point is... I owe you an apology.

Keaton: You do? For what?

Benny: When you said I seemed gentle, I wrongly assumed you were mocking me.
But now I see that you meant it sincerely. My fault, I guess, for imputing
human sensibilities to a wolf. You're a simpler soul... You would never tell
a lie.

Keaton: Yep! I'm honest to a fault!

Benny: That's true... in a lot of ways. Animals always have taken to me, come
to think of it. They used to follow me home. Maybe it took a wolf to see the
good in me that humans were blind to. Thank you, Keaton...

Keaton: Who, me? There you go, misreading my tail wagging again. Typical
human! I had a big lunch, that's all. I'm not all wagged out yet.

Benny: Sorry. I wasn't sure how to handle it. But I should have been more
grateful for the way you were treating me before.

Keaton: Huh! So I can come by and visit you again?

Benny: Yeah. I mean... if you want.

Keaton: Great! Because I have a huge backlog of treasures to show you.
Starting with the hidden web of a giant, hairy spider!

Benny: Haha... ha... (Just nod and smile, Benny. Nod and smile... )

Keaton: Whoa! Did you just laugh?! That's a new one on me! Now I see why
people are scared of you.

Benny: Huh?

Keaton: Your laugh's kinda bone chilling, man! It'd be better for everyone if
you went back to your normal happy face.

Benny: Like this...?

Keaton: Yes! That's it exactly! So gentle... so peaceful... so perfect! Keep
that expression forever, Benny!

Benny: I'll... I'll think about it.
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Felicia*

C14. Flora C

Felicia: I'm sorry!

Flora: What do you mean, you're sorry? What are you sorry for?

Felicia: Y-you're mad at me, aren't you?

Flora: What? No.

Felicia: I knew it. That's your angry face...

Flora: Felicia, what are you talking about? I'm not mad at all. I'm just
confused.

Felicia: Don't lie to me, Flora. It's written all over your face. Is it
because of what happened after the last battle? It was an accident, I swear!
I didn't mean to tap your head like that. It was just slippery, and I fell,
and... Oh, I'm so sorry, Flora!

Flora: *grumble* You didn't tap my head so much as bash it in...

Felicia: So that IS what you're angry about, then?

Flora: Well, it DID really hurt. But no, I'm not angry about it. I promise.
If I got mad every time you were clumsy, I'd have gone crazy a long time ago.
It's just how you are. And you apologized right away! So it's OK, really.

Felicia: Well, if you insist, I won't press you. But, remember, I'm your twin
sister. You can trust me with anything, OK? So if you're ever mad at me about
something, please, just tell me.

Flora: I will. I promise.
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Flora B

Felicia: Flora... I know you're mad at me for something. I can tell.

Flora: You never give up, do you? How many times do I have to tell you? I'm
not mad. I swear.

Felicia: No! I know you're lying. I'm your sister! You can't hide it from me!
Please, tell me. What did I do?

Flora: There's really nothing to tell, Felicia...

Felicia: Fine. If you're not going to be open with me, then I'll be open with
you! You're my role model, Flora. I look up to you more than anyone else.
You've always been there to comfort and to guide me, even in the worst of
times. And you've always done the things I can't with such ease. You're
incredible. And I'm glad to have you as my sister. But there is one thing
about you that I've never been able to figure out. After a battle, or a
sparring session... you always seem so upset with me. I have no idea why. I
just wish you would tell me. Why must you try to hide it?

Flora: After every sparring session? Really?

Felicia: Yes. I first noticed it when we still lived in our old village. You
wouldn't talk to me for hours after we sheathed our weapons. Since then,
you've gotten better at hiding it, but today it was just like back then. I
was a little afraid, to be honest...

Flora: ... I see. Please, give me some time to think about what you've said.
I don't know myself what is wrong, to be honest.

Felicia: All right. Take as much time as you need.
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Flora A

Flora: Hey, Felicia. I think I've figured out why I seem to get so upset at
you.

Felicia: Oh! Really?

Flora: Yes. But it's not that I'm angry at you. I want to make that perfectly
clear.

Felicia: So... then what is it?

Flora: Well... usually you're very clumsy, and so I've always been a bit
protective of you. And... I guess I liked feeling that someone had to rely on
me. But whenever you have a weapon in your hand, you're a totally different
person. You're extremely impressive on the battlefield. You don't need me.
And while I have some talents, I'm not a gifted fighter. Not like you. In
battle, it's like you're the big sister, not me. I guess that confuses me.

Felicia: That's bothered you all this time?

Flora: Yes. Even when we were children. Especially when we were children.
When we trained, the only one our father ever praised was you. That's why I
hated training so much.

Felicia: Oh, Flora. I never knew. I'm so sorry. It must have been so
painful... I shouldn't have kept pushing you to tell me what was wrong.

Flora: No, it's OK. I'm thankful. If you hadn't kept asking me, I might never
have admitted it to myself. And I was hurting you all this time without even
realizing it. I'm sorry. I will try to be as honest as I can from now on-both
with you and myself. I don't want to be jealous of you any longer. I want to
simply admire your gifts, without envy, and to learn from them.

Felicia: You admire me?! But I always looked up to YOU!

Flora: Haha, I don't see the problem. We're twins, aren't we? We should see
each other as equals! How about it, Felicia? Will you continue to protect me
on the battlefield?

Felicia: Yes! Of course I will! But only so long as you continue to look
after me off of it!

Flora: You've got yourself a deal!
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Jakob*

C15. Silas C

Silas: Oh, hi, Jakob. How are things?

Jakob: Silas. Caught up on some new fool's errand of mercy, I trust?

Silas: H-how did you know?

Jakob: It's clear on your face. You have the look of a man acting selflessly.
I'm surprised that philosophy hasn't worn you down into a husk of a man by
now.

Silas: Say what you want. I'm no hero...

Jakob: Yet you've never met a sob story you won't hear in full.

Silas: Well, you have me there...

Jakob: The more you listen, the more spellbound you become... Until you're
more weighted down by the problem than its actual sufferer. Am I wrong?

Silas: Not... exactly...

Jakob: Well! This sounds to me like the very definition of a hero. My
condolences.

Silas: Ughhh. He's got me dead to rights...!
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Silas B

Silas: ...

Jakob: Oh dear, a do-gooder in the dumps. I'd best keep my distance.

Silas: Jakob...

Jakob: Ugh. Kindly keep those puppy-dog eyes to yourself.

Silas: No, just listen for a second.

Jakob: Absolutely not. Whatever is troubling you, keep it to yourself.

Silas: Don't say that! You can at least give me a little of your time.

Jakob: A little is all you want, eh? You have 10 seconds. Talk.

Silas: What do you say to someone who adamantly refuses to battle?

Jakob: So then, some fresh-faced young soldier has cold feet? You care far
too much... The idea of getting so involved in someone else's issues is
utterly foreign to me.

Silas: He said he doesn't want to die, because he left someone behind when he
went to war.

Jakob: Then he should return home.

Silas: That's what I said, but he protested that he can't abandon his unit
here.

Jakob: Then he should stay.

Silas: Come on, be serious!

Jakob: I'm being as serious as I need to be. If anyone isn't approaching the
problem with sufficient gravity, it's your soldier. If he had time to share
his sob story with you... he has time to think seriously about his dilemma
and find a solution.

Silas: ... You're right. There's nothing I can tell him he doesn't already
know. He needs to decide himself. Thanks, Jakob. I'll go and have a chat with
the poor guy.
(Silas leaves)

Jakob: What a waste of my time...
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Silas A

Silas: Jakob! Wait up!

Jakob: Ah, if it isn't Silas the do-gooder.

Silas: Thanks for your advice the other day. The soldier I was talking to
ended up going back home.

Jakob: I don't need a debriefing on this. It's none of my concern.

Silas: Hahah, you're such a sourpuss.

Jakob: Don't laugh at me.

Silas: Sorry. It's just that you keep calling me a do-gooder... And it turns
out you're not such a bad guy yourself.

Jakob: ... Excuse me?

Silas: Just take the other day, for instance. I asked you to listen to a
problem of mine, and you gave me some advice on it.

Jakob: ...

Silas: I have to say, it was a huge weight off my shoulders. I really owe
you.

Jakob: Then repay me at once.

Silas: Sorry, what?

Jakob: I demand you repay the time I wasted listening to your drivel. Me, a
do-gooder... it's absurd. It's slander. I won't stand for it. You will
restore that time to me at once.

Silas: J-just how do you suggest I give you back your time?!

Jakob: There you go again, expecting me to solve your problems.
Reprehensible. I'll be collecting each and every second from you before long.

Silas: All right already! I take back what I said about you being a do-
gooder. You're as cold as the wind off the Northern Fortress tower...

Jakob: So long as we understand each other. That way, I won't get caught up
in dealing with other people's tedious problems.

Silas: This is ridiculous. How far are you willing to go to hide your
embarrassment?

Jakob: Are you still here?

Silas: Not for long!
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C15. Gunter C

Gunter: Hrmph. Still not good enough. This tea barely quenches my thirst. It
doesn't even remotely bring me the calm it should.

Jakob: Tsk. You'll never fail to find something wrong with what I do, old
man. I went out of my way to make this for you because you said you were
thirsty.

Gunter: I'm only offering you constructive criticism.

Jakob: Don't treat me like a child. I don't need your help all the time.

Gunter: The state of your tea says otherwise. You should learn to accept the
help of others in areas that you can improve upon.

Jakob: Why are you always starting these arguments, old man? It's like you
want to fight with me.

Gunter: You could do with losing that defiant attitude as well. I suppose
that is where we'll begin today.

Jakob: Wha-?! Are you serious?!

Gunter: It is the only way you'll learn to respect your elders.

Jakob: Leave me alone, old man! Go make your own tea!
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Gunter B

Gunter: Hrm.

Jakob: Why are you staring at me like that? Looking to criticize my posture?

Gunter: No, I was just remembering the day you first came to the Northern
Fortress...

Jakob: Pfft, why focus on the past like that? There are much more important
things you could be doing with your time.

Gunter: Reflecting on the past helps you realize how far you've come. You
were a little urchin not even capable of polishing a floor when you first
arrived.

Jakob: Hey, old man-I was just a little kid, and those floors were huge.

Gunter: Despite that, you devoted all your energy to getting better.

Jakob: It didn't change anything though, remember?

Gunter: ...

Jakob: No matter how hard you try, you can't just force someone to learn a
skill.

Gunter: Indeed. And because of the trouble you had, it was clear you felt
very alone.

Jakob: Indeed. But then I met Lord/Lady Avatar. He/She decided to take care
of me, even though I couldn't do anything properly.

Gunter: He/She probably saw a bit of himself/herself in you, since he/she was
also largely alone.

Jakob: His/Her acceptance of me made me very happy. I finally felt a sense of
belonging... Your training, on the other hand, was a different story
entirely, old man. Just thinking about it now makes me angry.

Gunter: That's because it required an incredible amount of hard work. Turning
you into a first-rate butler was no easy task.

Jakob: Ah ha!

Gunter: What? What is it?

Jakob: You just called me a first-rate butler. You can't take that back.

Gunter: Hrm. I will admit that you are as loyal as they come. And you're
capable of working hard. I still believe you have a great deal of work to do,
though.

Jakob: You never give any ground, do you?
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Gunter A

Gunter: Hello, Jakob.

Jakob: Old man. Are you here to lecture me some more? Was the last pot of tea
too strong? Are there minor wrinkles in my clothes?

Gunter: No, nothing like that. Just... keep protecting Lord/Lady Avatar.

Jakob: Obviously. You will never need to remind me of my responsibility. What
is this about?

Gunter: There's no deeper meaning. Just promise me-no matter what comes- that
you will protect Lord/Lady Avatar.

Jakob: Of course... What's gotten into you, old man? Don't tell me death is
knocking at your door.

Gunter: Heh... You know, there are some who can pull off being ill mannered
to seem cool... You've never been one of those people.

Jakob: Tsk. I'm polite and proper when I need to be. I've never been rude to
Lord/Lady Avatar!

Gunter: Heh, I suppose that is true... Forget I said anything.

Jakob: Hrmph... Are you really all right, though? Speak up if you're not
feeling right. It'd be inconvenient for me if you died and left me on my own.

Gunter: Don't worry about that. I can't die until you're a proper adult. I
wouldn't be able to bear that shame, even in the grave. At your current pace,
though, that probably means I'll live forever.

Jakob: Hahah. You're clearly well enough to throw jabs my way-I'm not worried
now.

Gunter: I am. I was looking forward to a break from training you. As it
stands, I have a lot of painstaking work in my future.

Jakob: You'll never go easy on me, will you, old man?
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Kaze*

C16. Silas C

Silas: Is that... Kaze, look out! It's a Faceless! Get down!

Kaze: Wha-?!
(Damage dealt)

Faceless: GRRRrr...!
(Faceless falls)

Silas: Phew... Keep your eyes open, Kaze. You were wide open for an ambush.

Kaze: I'm sorry, Silas. I was inexcusably careless.

Silas: Hey, it happens to the best of us. Just be on guard next time.

Kaze: Yes. Thank you...

Silas: I'm glad you're OK. Take care, Kaze.
(Silas leaves)

Kaze: Um... Silas... Please wait!
(Time passes)

Silas: Weird... I thought I heard him tell me to wait. But I guess he left.

Kaze: Silas...

Silas: Wh-whoa! Where the devil did you come from?

Kaze: Sorry if I scared you. That wasn't my intention. I am a fairly lowly
ninja and not yet mindful of the noise I do or do not make.

Silas: R-right... So what did you need?

Kaze: Something occurred to me. You saved my life, and I thought I should do
something to repay you.

Silas: Don't worry about it. I did what anyone would have done in those
circumstances.

Kaze: I can't settle for that. I'll do anything you like; simply name it.

Silas: Anything I like? Hmm... you're kind of putting me on the spot here...
Listen, I'm fine the way things are. Your thanks are all I need.

Kaze: Silas...
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Silas B

Silas: Ahhh... now that's a tasty apple. Ripened to perfection. Brimming with
juice. Just the way I like it. Huh? That's weird. I'm positive I only packed
one apple today. So why am I seeing double?!

Kaze: ... My apologies. I thought this was what you wanted.

Silas: Kaze?! When the blazes did you get here?!

Kaze: Though I am but a lowly ninja, I'm trained to move swiftly and
silently. You appeared to enjoy apples, so I brought you another one.

Silas: So that's it... Thanks? I guess? Wait... are you still trying to pay
me back for that Faceless thing?

Kaze: Yes. And I'm afraid however juicy an apple I find for you... when
weighed against a life, it will always be lacking. My debt has yet to be
repaid.

Silas: No, except it has. I'm telling you that you're free. I release you.
We're fine.

Kaze: If only it were that simple. Take care, Silas.
(Kaze leaves)

Silas: Suit yourself...
(Time passes)
Silas: This is some mighty fine soup. And surprisingly filling! I've barely
made a dent in the bowl, and I already feel like I've eaten a full meal. I
gotta get the recipe for this stuff... ... Oh, no. No soup is THIS filling.
Kaze...

Kaze: *gasp* How did you detect me?

Silas: Are you kidding me?! You've been secretly filling my bowl this whole
time? HOW?!

Kaze: My sincere apologies. I meant well...

Silas: I can't believe this. Please believe me when I say I don't need
anything more from you! It's OK! Really! You're starting to creep me out...
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Silas A

Silas: *sigh* You can come out, Kaze. I know you're there.

Kaze: Well spotted.

Silas: I knew it. Why can't you let the matter drop? We're even. People are
starting to notice what's going on, you know. They think I'm haunted.

Kaze: I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to become a problem...

Silas: I'm not mad. I know what you're trying to do, and I appreciate it. I
hate feeling like I owe people too. I'd give anything to square a debt-even
my life. So I kind of know where you're coming from on this.

Kaze: I had no idea... Silas! Get down!

Silas: Huh?!

Kaze: Hah!
(Damage dealt)

Faceless: Gyaaaah...!
(Faceless falls)

Kaze: Were you hurt?

Silas: A Faceless? Here? That was close... Thanks, Kaze. Heh, you saved me
this time.

Kaze: Don't mention it. I'm only glad that it didn't get to you.

Silas: You've certainly repaid the favor now. Actually, I might owe YOU...

Kaze: I'm glad to hear that. Although I feel a bit empty, knowing I have
nothing left to repay you for...

Silas: Well, if that's your only problem... Why don't we get together without
all this favor business dragging us down? Something tells me it'll be freeing
for both of us.

Kaze: Do you mean that?

Silas: One thing, though... wear heavier boots when you do. It gives me the
willies when you creep up behind me like a ghost.

Kaze: I understand. I'll try and give you more warning from now on.

Silas: Good. Do that, and you're all right in my book.
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D. Nohr Second Generation Lover Supports

Siegbert!

D1. Ophelia C

Siegbert: Greetings, Ophelia. Out for a stroll?

Ophelia: Well, well, well... If it isn't the royal tadpole, Siegbert.

Siegbert:
Pardon? A tadpole, you say? Did I do something to offend you?

Ophelia:
I've worked long and hard to become one of the chosen ones.

Siegbert:
Chosen one? What's that?

Ophelia: Augh! You don't know even that? Precisely my point. A chosen one is
a rare hero, chosen by fate, whom all admire. I've trained every day of my
life in preparation for being a chosen one.

Siegbert: Yes! That's so admirable! But what have I done to offend you?

Ophelia: You're a chosen one by birth. You'll be a king someday without even
trying!

Siegbert: I might become a king, but-

Ophelia: It's not fair.

Siegbert: I... I can't choose the circumstances of my birth, Ophelia.

Ophelia: Oh, just forget I said anything.

Siegbert: Please, what can I say to-

Ophelia: Excuse me. I've got somewhere I need to be, Siegbert.
(Ophelia leaves)

Siegbert: Ophelia, I beg of you, stay! I didn't mean to insult you!
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Ophelia B

Siegbert: Pardon, Ophelia?

Ophelia: What do you want, Siegbert? Can it wait? I'm training hard to be the
chosen one.

Siegbert: I need just a moment.

Ophelia: Hurry up then.

Siegbert: Recall the other day when you said I'm a chosen one because I'm a
future king?

Ophelia: Yes, so?

Siegbert: Being born to royalty doesn't make me a chosen one.

Ophelia: Of course it does.

Siegbert: I was lucky enough to be born royal. It wasn't a matter of choice.

Ophelia: Yes, so?

Siegbert: When I am king, it won't be because my people chose me.

Ophelia: Get to the point.

Siegbert: Isn't it obvious? You're a chosen one. Not me. I never could be.
I'm just not incredible enough for fate to choose me. But you, Ophelia?
You've worked hard for this and it shows. You are a chosen one through and
through. How could fate not choose you? That's... all I had to say.
(Siegbert leaves)

Ophelia: Oh, Siegbert... I think I hurt that poor boy's feelings.
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Ophelia A

Ophelia: Hey, Siegbert!

Siegbert: What's wrong, Ophelia?

Ophelia: I want to say I'm sorry about the other day.

Siegbert: I can't imagine what you have to apologize for.

Ophelia: All that awful stuff I said about you being chosen by birth while I
have to work for it.

Siegbert: Oh, that? Put it right out of your mind. I worried that I'd
offended you.

Ophelia: No-I insulted your future role as a king, which has got to be hard
on you. I always see you preparing for your future. I was a jerk, frankly.

Siegbert: It's all right. I'm not upset.

Ophelia: That's because you have the grace of a true king, Siegbert. Among
many other excellent qualities. I'd choose you to be a king, even if you
weren't born to it.

Siegbert: Very kind of you, Ophelia.

Ophelia: You never abuse your high standing. You constantly fret about your
future. If the people of your country saw that, they'd all choose you too! I
know you're going to be the most incredible king ever, Siegbert.

Siegbert: I... I can only hope. Thank you, Ophelia.

Ophelia: No need to thank me.

Siegbert: For those generous words? Yes, I do. Furthermore, I see how hard
you train. You inspire me every day.

Ophelia: Oh, that's nice of you to notice.

Siegbert: How about we train together from now on? Our aspirations joined
together-you, the chosen one. I, a king.

Ophelia: That sounds perfect, Siegbert. We were fated to be such great
friends!
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Ophelia S

Siegbert: Greetings, Ophelia.

Ophelia: My favorite training companion! You look like you need something,
Siegbert.

Siegbert: You're familiar with charms, chants, and so forth. May I ask you
something?

Ophelia: For you, my vast mind is an open book. What would you like to know?

Siegbert: Is there any way to accurately predict the future?

Ophelia: Hmm. Fortune-telling of any sort is a hint wrapped in a clue. That's
all.

Siegbert: There's no method that's better than that?

Ophelia: Fate is a cart with a missing wheel. It'll go in the right
direction. But it wobbles, and no amount of fortune-telling will help. The
only thing I can think of is if someone from the future came back in time.
That person would know the details. But time-travel is impossible, of course.

Siegbert: It is? How sad.

Ophelia: What is it that you're trying to pin down about the future?

Siegbert: Who my wife will be.

Ophelia: Your wife?

Siegbert: You see, I know of a fantastic woman I hope would marry me. But I
doubt that she would consider hitching her fate to mine.

Ophelia: Oh, I see. It's probably best that you can't see the future of all
that.

Siegbert: Why not? It would be very reassuring.

Ophelia: That's exactly why not. What kind of proposal involves knowing the
outcome? A woman needs to consent to marriage. But if you know she will...?
I'd say you just go for broke. Ask! Propose! Leap into the chasm!

Siegbert: That sounds dangerous...

Ophelia: Not really. Not for you. There isn't a woman alive who'd turn down a
proposal from you.

Siegbert: Then, Ophelia, would you please grant me your hand in marriage?

Ophelia: Now, see? There you go? When the time comes, say it JUST like that.
Wait. Did- Me? Did you? Just? Propose to?!

Siegbert: If I may unscramble that, Ophelia? Yes, I just proposed to you.

Ophelia: You want to marry ME?!

Siegbert: If you'll only accept this ring...

Ophelia: Th-this seems so sudden!

Siegbert: Ah, so it's no.

Ophelia: No, it's not no. It's yes, but only if you understand that my fate
as the chosen one comes first. I love everything you are, but I cannot give
up everything that I am.

Siegbert: I would ask for nothing more.

Ophelia: How lovely to be chosen twice in life! Once by fate, and now by you!
I suppose I should have seen all this coming-us training so well together. I
do choose you, Siegbert. I choose you to be with me, forever.
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D1. Nina C

Nina: Heehee! Oh, look at those two, plotting strategy or tactics over that
map... Yes, that's it... reach across and point to something... let your
fingers graze his arm... Oh, my. The one with the mustache is getting angry.
That's it-let your emotions boil over. This could be quite a delicious
argument...

Siegbert: I agree, neither man seems ready to yield. Of course, sound
strategy is often born from heated debate among tacticians. We may be up
against a pair of formidable opponents.

Nina: Siegbert? When did you get here?

Siegbert: Hello, Nina. I noticed that you were following those soldiers... So
I began following you-to see if I could be of assistance in any way.

Nina: Oh. Well, that's quite all right. I'll, er, manage just fine by myself

Siegbert: Nina, it's OK. We're on the same team. You don't need to hide
anything from me. You've uncovered something nefarious, have you not? These
men are plotting something!

Nina: Um... You've been after them for a while now, haven't you?

Siegbert: I didn't realize you were such a cunning strategist. But then
again, I suppose one at your level would WANT to be seen as airheaded...

Nina: Now, wait a second...

Siegbert: Of course, talented though you may be, you can't expect to take on
this mission alone. So, what do you say? May I be of assistance after all?

Nina: No! I was doing just fine all by myself. You, uh, wouldn't understand
the sort of high-level reconnaissance I'm doing. So just leave me alone
already!

Siegbert: I see. You're pushing me away to protect me. So noble, and
selfless... But unnecessary! I can take care of myself, you know. The two of
us must unite to stop this evil plot before it threatens us all.

Nina: OK. I give up. You're in, Siegbert.
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Nina B

Nina: Well, what have we here? My two young conspirators are on the move...
Their relationship must be growing deeper. Could clandestine love be in the
cards?

Siegbert: Ho, Nina. It appears we must adjust our position if we wish to
continue observing.

Nina: Gah! Siegbert! You followed me again?

Siegbert: Well, of course. We're a team, aren't we

Nina: I was just humoring you. I really don't need any help.

Siegbert: Never mind that. Look, they're going into the ruins up ahead.

Nina: Hmm, you're right. What a tantalizing development...

Siegbert: Well, that's it. I can't allow them to use historic ruins to
further their evil plot. Leave this to me.

Nina: What are you going to do?

Siegbert: Isn't it obvious? I'm going to go into those ruins and stop them.
Wait here. If I require assistance, I'll shout a key word at the top of my
lungs. Something short and memorable. Let's see... Justice! Or maybe...
valor! Which do you prefer?

Nina: How about something more lighthearted, like... Trousers! Wait, what am
I saying? Don't go in there, Siegbert! This is all a mistake-

Siegbert: I'll be fine, Nina. But I cannot stand idly while evil men plot
their next move. Ho, evildoers! Prepare yourselves to face Siegbert the
Lionhearted of Nohr!

Nina: This ought to be good...
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Nina A

Siegbert: Nina. I have something to confess.

Nina: Siegbert? What is it?

Siegbert: Those two gentlemen you have been following... They're construction
workers. They were actually intent on restoring those ruins the other day.

Nina: Well, I could have told you that.

Siegbert: Is that so? Well then why, in the name of my father, DID YOU NOT?

Nina: Ugh. I tried, Siegbert! You hardly let me get a word in edgewise. And
then you tromped off in pursuit of glory and ruined everything.

Siegbert: I... You're right. Forgive me, Nina. I admit that, at times, I am a
bit anxious to perform heroic deeds. Please understand that I feel a great
deal of pressure as heir to the kingdom.

Nina: Oh, forget it already. I did. It's really not a big deal. I probably
could have stopped you, but I was annoyed. So, sorry about that.

Siegbert: No, please don't apologize, Nina. I should have acted with more
care...

Nina: It's really nothing. I mean, you're going to be king someday! I think
having an overactive instinct to protect is probably a good thing.

Siegbert: Nina... Thank you.

Nina: Aw, I haven't done anything worth your gratitude.

Siegbert: There's just one thing I don't understand. Since we have
established that those men were merely construction workers... Why in the
world were you spending so much time following them?

Nina: FORGIVENESS RESCINDED. You do NOT get to ask me about that.
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Nina S

Nina: Nina, today is your lucky day. How do you keep finding the CUTEST guys
to spy on?

Siegbert: Nina? Is this another stakeout?

Nina: You again? I thought I told you not to interfere with my... hobby.

Siegbert: I know, I know. I'll leave you be, fascinated though I might be by
your activities...

Nina: What am I, some kind of freak show? I'm not the only one around here
with secrets!

Siegbert: No, of course not! Nina, if anything, I find your mysterious ways
appealing.

Nina: Oh, come on. Really?

Siegbert: It's true. And I have my own secret to confess: I'm in love with
you.

Nina: I... I don't believe you. You barely know anything about me!

Siegbert: It may be true that I don't know everything about you, Nina. But I
do know that you're kind to everyone. You're calm on the battlefield. And you
have that mysterious SOMETHING that has gotten under my skin.

Nina: Well, thank you. But I think if you knew exactly what the SOMETHING
was... You'd run the other direction.

Siegbert: I disagree.

Nina: All right, then. Let's say-hypothetically, of course-that I love spying
on men. And not just any men. Men in close relationships. Men who are best
friends. Weirded out yet?

Siegbert: No, that doesn't concern me. I, too, am fascinated by espionage and
surveillance.

Nina: I'm not sure you quite understand, but thank you for saying that.

Siegbert: Truly, I don't care what secrets you hold. I want to get to know
the real you.

Nina: Siegbert...

Siegbert: Nina, will you accept this ring?

Nina: I... I will. I hope you know what you're getting into, Siegbert.

Siegbert: I don't! But that's precisely what makes it so appealing.
Regardless, I promise to protect you for the rest of our lives.

Nina: Heehee! Thank you, Siegbert.
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D1. Soleil C

Soleil: Doot de doo...

Siegbert: Soleil?! Wh- What the- Why would- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

Soleil: What's it look like? I tripped and fell in the mud, so I'm changing
clothes.

Siegbert: I-I can see that all too well. I mean- Not that I was staring! I
just happened to catch a glimpse of- What I mean to say is, we're out of
doors, Soleil!

Soleil: Wow, Siegbert! You seem really flustered today for some reason.

Siegbert: "Some reason"? Are you saying you don't know?!

Soleil: What, is it because I'm changing? I don't really care if people see
me.

Siegbert: You seem almost... proud of that fact. Well, regardless of whether
you care, I very much do!

Soleil: It shouldn't be that big a deal, though. Not for my future lord,
anyway.

Siegbert: What makes you think you're going to be my retainer?

Soleil: Well, my dad serves Lord Xander. So it stands to reason that as his
kid, I'd serve Lord Xander's son, right?

Siegbert: I'm... not sure I follow, but I appreciate the thought.

Soleil: And as my future lord, you need to be ready for whatever I might do!
All right, where was I?

Siegbert: No! Stop! I just told you not to change your clothes here! It's
embarrassing even if I avert my eyes. Try to have at least SOME modesty!

Soleil: Siegbert... I'm hurt. Are you ashamed of me because I got scuffed up
a little?

Siegbert: What? No, that wasn't my meaning. I apologize if I said something
to offend. It's just... I... Arrrrrgh! I give up!
(Siegbert leaves)

Soleil: Whoa! Future Lord Siegbert! Dang... He's gone already.
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Soleil B

Soleil: Ahaha! No, wait! Come back!

Siegbert: Soleil!

Soleil: Siegbert?!

Siegbert: Are you chasing girls again?

Soleil: Yep! I can't help myself. Why, should I not?

Siegbert: I won't order you not to. But if I recall correctly, you strive to
carry yourself nobly, don't you?

Soleil: Yeah! I want to be strong enough that everyone can tell just by
looking at me.

Siegbert: And is that the impression you think you convey when you chase
girls around?

Soleil: ... No. It probably isn't.

Siegbert: A wise assessment. Nor would such a woman change clothes out of
doors, I daresay.

Soleil: ... On a scale of 1 to 10, how sure are you about that?

Siegbert: Soleil! There wasn't supposed to be any room for disagreement in
that! All I am saying is that it would behoove you to act with more modesty.

Soleil: Urgh... if you say so, I guess. But I think a really strong woman
would be herself, and not be ashamed of her ways. If she feels something, she
acts on it, without worrying about anyone else!

Siegbert: That hadn't crossed my mind.

Soleil: Sorry, I didn't mean to talk out of turn! I'll keep it zipped from
now on. My lord's orders are absolute, after all. I gotta go now, but I'll
see you later, Future Lord Siegbert!
(Soleil leaves)

Siegbert: Hmm... There may have been some truth in what she said. Be true to
oneself, eh? And never mind what others think of you... I wonder if I would
be capable of that.
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Soleil A

Soleil: *sigh*... Where do all these cuties COME from? She makes me want to
hug her from behind and whisper sweet nothings in her ear.

Siegbert: Hello, Soleil.

Soleil: Aaah! Oh, it's just you. Listen, I wasn't chasing any girls around! I
promise!

Siegbert: Haha, I'm not here to chastise you.

Soleil: You're not? But weren't you upset about that the other day?

Siegbert: If I was, it was only over the sheer audacity of your
flirtatiousness. But your words have swayed me. I've had a change of heart.

Soleil: My words? I don't even remember what I said now.

Siegbert: You said true strength comes in not fearing what others think of
you. And on reflection, I suspect you might be right.

Soleil: Oh yeah. I did say that, didn't I? Ahaha, my memory is terrible. The
only thing I never forget is a girl's face...

Siegbert: You're quite strong in your way, Soleil.

Soleil: Really?!

Siegbert: I can't follow my heart as you do. It will always be too important
to me to consider what those around me think. But I'd like to be truer to
myself, at least in part.

Soleil: Uh, Siegbert... I'm happy to hear you think I'm strong, don't get me
wrong, but... all I did was chase girls around and change clothes in public.
I'm not sure I'm the best role model to look to, is what I'm saying.

Siegbert: Hahaha. Perhaps not. But then, why should I care what you think on
the matter, right?

Soleil: Uhhhh... Sure! I won't worry about it, in that case.

Siegbert: I do hope you'll listen in the event that you ever go too far,
though. It's good to take pride in yourself and to go your own way... But not
to the point that your actions become a problem for others.

Soleil: Oh, totally! It would help a lot if you'd be there to put the brakes
on for me. How sad would it be if I turned a girl away because I was coming
on too strong? I need you to put a lid on me before that happens, Future Lord
Siegbert!

Siegbert: Yes, erm... you may rely on me.
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Soleil S

Siegbert: What a lovely day out today.

Soleil: Sieeeeeeegbeeeeert! How are you, pal!
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Siegbert: OOF! S-Soleil! You slapped my back so hard that I thought I was
being ambushed!

Soleil: Oops, sorry! I'll be more careful next time.

Siegbert: *sigh*

Soleil: Is something eating you? You look a little broody.

Siegbert: Erm, yes...

Soleil: Whatever it is, you can tell me! You're my future lord, after all.
It's my job to be useful to you in whatever way I can!

Siegbert: Mm...

Soleil: Really, it's OK! You don't have to be so reluctant.

Siegbert: Your future lord... I suppose that's all I am to you. I wouldn't
know how to begin broaching the subject...

Soleil: You've gotta speak up if you want me to hear what you're saying! It's
not like you to mumble, though. This must really be serious. Better to get it
over with, though: just go ahead and say what's on your mind.

Siegbert: Very well... The truth is... I don't want you for my retainer.

Soleil: Y-you don't? Was it something I said? Did I make you ashamed to have
me? Just say the word, and I'll shape up! I promise!

Siegbert: I'm sorry. That turn of phrase was ill considered. That's what I
get for voicing my feelings without careful consideration.

Soleil: OK, what DID you mean?

Siegbert: When I become king, which I hope will be a day far in the future...
I'll not want for vassals, advisors, retainers, and the like. All of Nohr
will pledge fealty to me and obey my commands. In far shorter supply will be
those I can count as friends.

Soleil: Huh. So when you say you don't want me to be your retainer...

Siegbert: Yes. It's not that I wouldn't value your service-not at all. But
your friendship and trust would be far more precious to me.

Soleil: Haha, you should have said that to start with! Maybe we can split the
difference, though? There's nothing that says I can't be your friend and your
retainer at the same time. My dad gets along great with Lord Xander, after
all!

Siegbert: In theory, yes... But there would always be that tension, you see.
What if I had a dangerous task that I could only entrust to my personal
attendant? Would I send you and risk losing a stalwart friend? Or would I
hold you back, demonstrating a lack of confidence in your abilities?

Soleil: Wow. Yeah, I see what you mean. I never thought being king would be
this tough. And you're still just a prince!

Siegbert: It would be a comfort to me if I knew I had you as a close friend
instead. And king or no king, I would always be the same for you.

Soleil: You've got a deal, Future L- I mean, buddy.

Siegbert: I-I'm not certain I'm comfortable with "buddy," but yes. Here's to
our deep and abiding friendship.
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D1. Velouria C

Siegbert: Hello, Velouria. What's that you've got there?

Velouria: This? It's molted snakeskin! Isn't it beautiful?

Siegbert: Oh? What exactly are you planning to do with something like that?

Velouria: What do you mean "something like that"? This is one of my
treasures. Don't you dare talk about it with such disgust!

Siegbert: Oh, I apologize! I did not mean to offend. I was surprised, that's
all. And also curious about its uses.

Velouria: I thought it might make for a good scarf, but I still haven't
decided. Would you like to try it on? I think you would look dashing in it.

Siegbert: No thank you. I, um, have a skin condition. I'm very allergic! Yes.
That. *ahem*

Velouria: Your words are polite, but your face is so very rude. Have it your
way. You'll never be forced to see my treasures again! I'm sure you'll think
it a great relief.

Siegbert: I'm sorry! Please, give me another chance.

Velouria: It's fine. We wolfskin simply have different tastes. You humans
will never understand. Not that you need try to understand ones so low as we.
You're a future king. You have more pressing concerns, I trust.

Siegbert: That's not true! I want to understand all of my citizens as well as
I can! No matter who they are-rich or poor, human or wolfskin!

Velouria: A lofty goal. But more cheaply spoken than done.

Siegbert: Fine! I shall prove it with my actions.

Velouria: And how will you do that?

Siegbert: Well, I'll... I'll start by proving to you that I understand your
tastes! By... bringing you some treasure!

Velouria: Ooh, I like this idea. Please do.

Siegbert: Truly? Very good! Then I shall see you again quite soon.
(Siegbert leaves)

Velouria: What a funny human. I think I like him!
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Velouria B

Siegbert: Velouria! I've been looking for you! I think I found some treasure
you'll like.

Velouria: Ooh! Very good. Let me see!

Siegbert: Of course. Take a look at this bracelet. Is it not a beauty? It was
fashioned by one of Nohr's most renowned goldsmiths. And these jewels-each
comes from a different corner of the world. It is, I admit, perhaps a bit too
grand for daily wear. But you must see, it is truly a masterpiece of Nohrian
metallurgy.

Velouria: Hmph. Shiny garbage. Is this the best you can show me?

Siegbert: Oh? But... I was certain...

Velouria: Is there anything else, or are you prepared to accept my verdict?

Siegbert: No! Hold! The bracelet was just an icebreaker.

Velouria: Oh, good. That's a relief.

Siegbert: Now... behold!

Velouria:
A child's doll?

Siegbert: Oh, no. This is no mere doll. It's a highly articulated action
figure! You can swap out its accessories and dress it up in different
outfits!

Velouria: ...

Siegbert: It comes with daily clothes, battle clothes, ball gowns, and
evening wear. So you can change how she looks based on how you're feeling
when you play with her.

Velouria: ... It is a child's dress-up doll. And an ordinary one at that.

Siegbert: Well, yes, technically. But its versatility is so impressive... All
right, then how about this makeup box? It plays music when you open it! Do
dee do dodododo! ? Well?!

Velouria: Yes. It does play music.

Siegbert: OK, none of these are good. But I think I better understand what
you like now. Please, just give me some more time!

Velouria: I don't mind giving you more time, but, really, it would just be a
waste-

Siegbert: I'll get it right next time, I swear!
(Siegbert leaves)

Velouria: Siegbert...? Are all princes this silly?
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Velouria A

Siegbert: Hello, Velouria. I found something I thought you might appreciate.
Would you care to take a look?

Velouria: If I must.

Siegbert: You like to wear snakeskin as scarves, right? Then perhaps you'll
enjoy... this!

Velouria: A book?

Siegbert: Precisely. It's an encyclopedia of reptiles! Look! It has pictures
of snakes! What do you say? Impressed?

Velouria: How boring. This is refuse, not treasure. I do not care for books
and pictures.

Siegbert: So I've failed yet again...

Velouria: It seems so. I prefer things like, say, broken sword hilts or
furballs. Oh! Or lizard tails! A nice, aromatic block of rotting wood works
too.

Siegbert: I see. I'm way off the mark then. I'm sorry, Velouria. I tried my
hardest, but it wasn't enough. Maybe I was just talking big when I said I
wanted to understand all of my subjects. If I have this much trouble even
guessing what kinds of gifts one person would like... a man like me could
never become king.

Velouria: That's not true. I think you will make a truly great king.

Siegbert: Huh? You do?

Velouria: You tried earnestly-even desperately- to understand me. I think
that is the chief mark of a good king. He listens to his subjects. It isn't
always possible to understand them, but the desire is what's important.

Siegbert: Velouria...

Velouria: Thank you so much for trying to understand my tastes, Siegbert.
Maybe conversation is a better way to learn about each other than gift
giving. Would you like to go on a walk with me, Siegbert?

Siegbert: I would love to, Velouria.

Velouria: Hooray! Let's go look for furballs.
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Velouria S

Siegbert: No, but she'll never...

Velouria: Siegbert? Is something troubling you?

Siegbert: Hm?! No, of course not!

Velouria: Really? Oh. I must have been mistaken. It appears I do not know you
as well as I'd thought.

Siegbert: No, I'm sorry. I wasn't being honest. You are right. Something is
weighing on me.

Velouria: What is it?

Siegbert: It's... embarrassing. I'm not sure I should tell you.

Velouria: Perhaps talking about it will make it easier to bear?

Siegbert: I suppose, in a way, you may be right... OK. I'll tell you. I...
have feelings for you, Velouria.

Velouria: Y-you mean-

Siegbert: Yes. I want to be with you. And, if the gods allow, I want you to
be my queen one day.

Velouria: Queen of Nohr?! A wolfskin like me? But why?

Siegbert: You said yourself that a good ruler must understand their people.
How better to understand others than by marrying someone so unlike yourself?
For the people of Nohr to unite, they must understand that we are all
interconnected. They must learn to understand each other. And we will show
them how. But, in truth, all that is secondary. I want you to be my queen
because... I love you. And, someday, I hope to marry you, Velouria.

Velouria: I would like that very much, Siegbert. I have long held feelings
for you as well.

Siegbert: So... will you be mine, then?

Velouria: I will. Until the end of time.

Siegbert: Thank you so much, Velouria. You've made me unspeakably happy.

Velouria: Then we should speak no more. Now, give me a kiss, my prince!

Siegbert: V-Velouria! Stop licking my cheek! That's not how humans kiss!
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D1. Midori C

Midori: Hi, Siegbert!

Siegbert: Good afternoon, Midori.

Midori: Are you reading a book? Mind if I read with you?

Siegbert: Ah, well, it's a book on military tactics. I'm not sure you would
enjoy it much.

Midori: Huh? What's that?

Siegbert: Tactics? It's how you move and use troops in battle so as to be
most effective.

Midori: So you're studying how to beat our enemies?

Siegbert: Precisely.

Midori: Hm. About that... Why do we always have to fight them? Why can't we
just talk?

Siegbert: I suppose it's because we both have things we're not willing to
surrender. Be it family, wealth, power, or something else. The motivations
for going to war can be complex beyond belief.

Midori: Can't we just trade stuff? It seems like it would be better than
trading lives...

Siegbert: Well, that only works so long as both parties are opposed to the
trading of lives. If one is perfectly happy with violence, they can all but
force the other into slavery. Some things are more valuable than even life.
And there is no guarantee one's life will be spared simply because they
surrender.

Midori: I see.

Siegbert: But... I admit that a world in which no one resorts to violence
would be ideal.

Midori: Do you think our world could ever be like that?

Siegbert: ... Yes. Of course, Midori.
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Midori B

Siegbert: *sigh*

Midori: Siegbert, what's wrong? Are you feeling OK? Are you sick?

Siegbert: Hm? Oh, no. I'm not sick.

Midori: Are you sure? You just had your head in your hands. Do you have a
headache? I have some medicine for that, you know!

Siegbert: Thank you for worrying about me. But my head isn't hurting. I was
just thinking.

Midori: Oh. What were you thinking about?

Siegbert: About my companions and myself. About our future and the war. I
cannot seem to find any answers, no matter how much I think about it. Not the
best trait for a leader, eh?

Midori: You must be under a lot of stress. Are you sure you can handle it,
Siegbert?

Siegbert: Yes, I'll be fine.

Midori: You're a bad liar-you know that?

Siegbert: Haha, I can't get anything past you, can I?

Midori: I'm sorry. I wish I could make some medicine to remove your worries.

Siegbert: I'm pretty blessed, aren't I?

Midori: Huh? How so?

Siegbert: Because. I have kind companions like you by my side.

Midori: But I didn't do anything...

Siegbert: You cared about me enough to ask what was wrong, and you cheered me
up. That's more than enough.

Midori: Really? I cheered you up just by talking to you? Hooray!

Siegbert: Yes, you did. Thank you, Midori. You're a good friend.
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Midori A

Midori: OK, now sit down right here.

Siegbert: All right. Will you tell me what's going on now?

Midori: Teehee! Nope! It's a secret.

Siegbert: Fine, fine. Can I at least take this blindfold off?

Midori: Nope! Just relax and start taking deep breaths.

Siegbert: OK... Breathe in... Breathe out... Like that?

Midori: Yep! That's perfect! Now, just wait one second while I...

Siegbert: Hm? What's that smell? It's so... sweet. It reminds me of summers
past. Ah, I see. You're burning some special incense for me.

Midori: Bingo! Do you like it?

Siegbert: I do. It's very nice. I haven't felt this relaxed in months.

Midori: Hooray! I knew it would do the trick! You've been under so much
pressure lately, I wanted to do something special for you. Help you relax,
you know? So I did some reading and found out about this stuff. It took me a
lot of digging to find the recipe, but I managed!

Siegbert: Midori...

Midori: I would have liked to find a medicine to cure you of your worries,
but I couldn't. Too good to be true, right? But I figured this stuff would
work in a pinch!

Siegbert: You went through all this trouble just to make me feel better?

Midori: You seemed like you needed it. Please, don't worry. It wasn't too
much work.

Siegbert: Thank you, Midori. Your kindness is astounding.

Midori: Heehee! You're welcome!

Siegbert: Mmmm. It really does smell divine. What is it made of, I wonder?

Midori: Sunbaked droppings from a special type of cow that only eats one type
of herb! They're only raised in a few places.

Siegbert: Mmm, wonderf- Wait, it's made of cow droppings?! I've been inhaling
cow feces?! This entire time?! *cough cough* *hack* *ptooie*

Midori: I've still got lots more, so if you ever get a hankering, just call
on me! Teehee.

Siegbert: Agh... th-thank you. That's very... generous.
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Midori S

Midori: Siegbert... there's actually something I've been meaning to talk with
you about.

Siegbert: Oh? What's that?

Midori: You always seem so worried about the war and your future place as
king. I don't think it's healthy. You have to learn to relax!

Siegbert: Midori... I understand. But I cannot simply set such things aside
and rest. I have a responsibility that cannot be taken lightly. Every
decision I make must be measured and weighed. A mistake on my part could cost
thousands of lives and untold amounts of suffering.

Midori: Which is why it's important you rest! You're more likely to make
mistakes if you don't.

Siegbert: I suppose there's sense in what you say. But how can I rest? I
don't really know what people do to relax.

Midori: You can just leave that to me!

Siegbert: Huh?

Midori: I want to help you, Siegbert... You're always trying so hard for
everyone else. You never think of yourself. You need someone to take care of
you. Someone... like me.

Siegbert: Midori, you don't have to-

Midori: No, let me finish! I WANT to take care of you because...  b-
because... I love you, Siegbert!

Siegbert: ...

Midori: I'm sorry! I shouldn't have said anything. I'll just go away now...

Siegbert: Midori... I love you too.

Midori: Really?!

Siegbert: Yes. Will you be the one who looks out for me when I cannot?

Midori: Of course! And will you protect me when I can't protect myself?

Siegbert: Of course. Here's to a bright future, my love.

Midori: Teehee! I can't wait!
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D1. Sophie C

Sophie: Hiiiya! Hya! Ha! Take this! And that! And that! Hm? Oh! Siegbert!
Good morning!

Siegbert: Good morning, Sophie. Why are you up so early? Training?

Sophie: Training? I guess you could say that... Really, though, I was just
trying to distract myself from something. Swinging the old lance around
really takes my mind off things. HIIIYA!

Siegbert: Oh? Did something bad happen?

Sophie: Yeah. I got into a bit of a spat with Avel.

Siegbert: Ah, yes. Your famous mount. I've heard he can be quite the handful.

Sophie: You don't know the half of it! He's always wandering off into the
wilderness! Even when I'm riding him! And if he's not doing that, he's trying
to take a bite out of someone! Just last week, he almost took off a piece of
Avatar's shoulder! And today he's been especially terrible. He even tried to
kick me in the face! So I screamed at him and took away his snack.

Siegbert: I see. Well, sometimes a master must lead with a firm hand.

Sophie: I guess. I don't know. Maybe I was too hard on the big dummy. He's
probably starving by now...

Siegbert: You care a lot about Avel, don't you? He must be very happy to have
a friend like you.

Sophie: Thanks, Siegbert. That's kind of you to say. But I think Avel would
beg to differ.

Siegbert: Don't say that. I bet Avel knows how you feel about him. Our
animals tend to pick up on more than you'd think.

Sophie: Hm. Maybe you're right. Oh! Look at the time! I'd better go feed him
his lunch now! Poor thing... Thanks, Siegbert! See you later!
(Sophie leaves)

Siegbert: I could go for some lunch myself. I wonder if there's any bear meat
left...
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Sophie B

Sophie: Give it back! Come on, you stupid horse! Give it back!

Siegbert: Huh? Is that... Sophie and Avel?

Sophie: Avel! Listen to me! I can't sleep at night without that!

Siegbert: What's the matter, Sophie? Did you lose something?

Sophie: Siegbert?! I-it's nothing! Don't worry about it!

Siegbert: I can't just not worry about it when you look so distressed.
Please, allow me to assist you. I am quite good at finding things.

Sophie: No! That's OK! People can't know I lost this.

Siegbert: Don't worry. I won't tell anyone. I promise. What did you lose?

Sophie: Well... I didn't lose it, really. Avel just sort of took it from me.

Siegbert: OK, but what IS it?

Sophie: That doesn't matter! Please, just leave me alone! I'll take care of
it myself.

Siegbert: Ah, it's Avel! What's that he's got in his mouth?

Sophie: NO! Bad Avel! Go away! We don't want you here!

Siegbert: Is that a doll? No, it's not really human shaped. It's more like
a... Ah. It's... a teddy bear.

Sophie: NO! NO! NO! Why did this have to happen to me?! You weren't ever
supposed to know! No one was supposed to know!

Siegbert: I-I'm sorry! I didn't see anything! See? My eyes are closed! I
can't see a thing! La-lala-lala!

Sophie: Oh, cut it out! It's too late now. I know you saw it. Ugh. You guys
are the worst.

Siegbert: I'm really, really sorry! Please, allow me to make it up to you!

Sophie: Leave me alone. I'm just gonna sit over here and mope until I feel
better. Blast it, Sophie, you big dum-dum!
(Sophie leaves)

Siegbert: OK then. Bye! Wow, I've really blown it this time...
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Sophie A

Siegbert: Hello, Sophie. I wanted to apologize for the other day. I should
have listened to your wishes and left the search to you.

Sophie: Oh, you mean the teddy-bear incident?

Siegbert: Yes. I am truly sorry.

Sophie: It's OK! I'm not mad about it anymore. You were just trying to help.

Siegbert: Oh. Well, then. I'm glad. You have a good heart, Sophie. I
appreciate your pardoning me. However... I cannot just let things stand as
they are. I wounded you too deeply. So I have brought you a present. I know I
cannot make up for the pain I've caused. But I hope it is worth something.

Sophie: You don't have to do anything so grand, Siegbert. It's OK, really.

Siegbert: No, I do. Please. Will you accept this gift?

Sophie: Gee, I don't- Oh my gods! It's an adorable little bunny doll!

Siegbert: Yes. It was embarrassing to purchase, to say the least. But I did
it. I have little experience with stuffed animals and didn't know which to
pick... But I hope you like it. This one was... the most... snuggle-able, I
felt. *ahem*

Sophie: Hold your horses! I can't accept this! This is even more embarrassing
than you seeing my teddy bear!

Siegbert: Huh? But I thought you liked it! You were smiling just a moment
ago!

Sophie: That may be so, but stuffed bunnies like these are for little babies!

Siegbert: What?! Really? I'm so sorry! I didn't- I just meant-

Sophie: Ugh! Siegbert, you blockhead! *sigh* I appreciate the thought, but I
think it's best if you just let things be. OK? Although I GUESS I could keep
this wittle bunny-wunnie you bought me. You know, as a favor. To you. Teehee!
Look at that wittle face...

Siegbert: You'll keep it? Perfect! I pray he becomes best friends with your
little teddy pal.

Sophie: Heehee! Me too.
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Sophie S

Sophie: Siegbert! Have you seen Avel anywhere?

Siegbert: I have. Just saw him in the stables, in fact.

Sophie: Thank goodness! Then he came back on his own. Ugh, the big lug. He
had me worried sick.

Siegbert: You really are quite amazing. I've no idea how you manage to take
care of Avel. He seems so impossible sometimes.

Sophie: Oh, I don't think I'm all that special. He's my responsibility.
Anyone would do the same for their own animal.

Siegbert: I'm not so sure. Taking responsibility is easier said than done.
For what it's worth, I think you're a first-rate caretaker.

Sophie: Aw, shucks. Thanks, Siegbert!

Siegbert: If you'll pardon my saying it, it's one of the things I really love
about you.

Sophie: Love? That's some awfully strong language, there. Just what are you
getting at?

Siegbert: I'm trying to say that... I like you, Sophie. And I want to be with
you.

Sophie: Oh!

Siegbert: Sophie. Will you spend the rest of your life with me?

Sophie: Whoa! Gods! Just hang on a minute! Baby steps, Siegbert!

Siegbert: I'm sorry. Perhaps I was too forward. I don't know quite how to go
about this. Growing up, I learned about affairs of the heart from books and
the like... I hope I haven't offended you. It just seemed like a romantic
thing to say.

Sophie: No, it's OK! I understand. I don't think any of us are very good at
this stuff... And from what I hear, our parents weren't much better at taking
things slowly. But maybe we should try courting first... I AM very fond of
you. We want to be sure though. You're the future king of Nohr, after all.
And I don't know how good of a queen I would make...

Siegbert: Don't say that! You would be the perfect queen of Nohr. A ruler
must put their people first, even when it is most difficult. I know you would
do this, because I see you do it every day for Avel. You have a compassionate
soul, and a strong sense of responsibility. In other words, you have the
heart of a queen.

Sophie: Siegbert...

Siegbert: But maybe you're right. We should not marry right away. However...
I would still like to give you this ring. As a promise for the future.

Sophie: Are you sure?

Siegbert: Yes. I can think of no one else who would wear it better.

Sophie: Thank you, Siegbert. I'm honored!

Siegbert: Thank you, Sophie. I swear I will protect you with my life.

Sophie: I swear the same to you, my prince!
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Forrest!

D2. Ophelia C

Ophelia: Make my liege cry, will you?! You will pay for your impertinence in
the fiery afterlife! Did you think I wouldn't have my trusty Missiletainn
tome at hand?! Now, I will begin and end this battle with my finishing move!
Luminary Upper-

Forrest: No, Ophelia! Don't attack him!

Ophelia: This man made you cry! I turned my back for one instant. And he
struck like a viper! No punishment is too great for him! He should be burned
to cinders! His cinders should be flung into an ocean! Then the ocean boiled
dry!

Forrest: You've got this poor fellow all wrong, Ophelia. He's just a spice
merchant! I was sampling his saffron when I got a speck in my eye. It's all
MY fault! Please, put away your powerful tome before someone gets hurt.

Ophelia: You say he's just a merchant? Then consider yourself lucky, merchant
of tears! Until next we meet!

Forrest: Everyone in the market is staring, Ophelia. Let's be on our way-now!
(Time passes)
Forrest: I'm honored that you'd come to my defense, Ophelia. But don't you
think that was a little overboard?

Ophelia: Overboard is the least I can do for you, the son of Prince Leo! My
father has pledged his loyalty to your father-and I pledge mine to you.
Generations of your family, watched over by generations of ours... Can you
not hear the ringing of justice throughout all eternity?! Well, even if you
can't, I can! So let the bells toll the death of your enemies!

Forrest: I appreciate that, Ophelia. But you really need to calm yourself.

Ophelia: Calm is for sheep! The fox is in the henhouse! A wolf is on the
prowl! I put down the shepherd's crook and pick up a flaming sword! Yaaah!

Forrest: Ugh. How can I ever go to the market again with her around? She's
liable to make the shops run with blood before she's through...
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Ophelia B

Ophelia: I warned you, merchant of tears! You wouldn't get a second chance!
Now you're the one who's going to be crying... in your grave!

Forrest: No, Ophelia! Not again! You can't attack the shopkeepers!

Ophelia: But, Forrest, this time he sprayed you with that vile fluid! This
time, he will PAY.

Forrest: This isn't even the same shopkeeper as last time, Ophelia.

Ophelia: Really?

Forrest: And this one didn't do anything wrong either. It's perfume. I tested
it on myself. Everyone's upset, Ophelia. We had better leave before you start
a riot!
(Time passes)
Forrest: I'm begging you, Ophelia. Please stop attacking the shopkeepers. Or
anyone else that's not obviously an enemy.

Ophelia: My eyes are well trained to detect assassins out for your blood. I
am a chosen one, after all.

Forrest: I can protect myself.

Ophelia: You're strong, Forrest, but my eyes are highly tuned to glimmers of
evil. Are you sure that was perfume? That he wasn't an assassin? Any one of
those shopkeepers could have evil in their heart. Or all of them!

Forrest: Perhaps. But I doubt it.

Ophelia: I need to protect my liege. I will stay at your side when I can. I
will watch from afar when I can't! Thus is the life of a chosen one.

Forrest: You have to stop this, Ophelia.

Ophelia: Stop?! I have hardly started! Next time you go to the market, those
merchants won't be selling. They'll be paying... WITH THEIR LIVES.

Forrest: This most certainly is not going to end well.
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Ophelia A

Ophelia: Wait up, Forrest! Are you heading to the market again?

Forrest: Ah, Ophelia. You found me.

Ophelia: I've followed you for a while. So many zigs and zags. I thought you
might have gotten lost, but now I see you've found your bearings!

Forrest: If a shopkeeper shows me something, are you going to attack again?

Ophelia: With every fiber of my eternal being! I am a chosen one!

Forrest: Then I demand that you stay here.

Ophelia: Why?!

Forrest: You're making me miserable by seeing enemies everywhere they're not!
I know you just want to keep me safe, but I can't let innocents get hurt.

Ophelia: You can't go by yourself.

Forrest: Let's say there was an assassin out to get me-aren't there easier
ways to do it? Setting up a stall, arranging merchandise, selling there day
after day... All in the hopes that I might show up one day?

Ophelia: When you put it that way... Yes.

Forrest: Ugh, Ophelia. If I was out for my blood, I'd follow me until I was
somewhere private. A market is the last place I'd ever try to off myself.

Ophelia: You're too noble of blood to realize how low some will go.

Forrest: Thank you for your service, Ophelia. But if you truly do serve my
royal family, then obey me now. Stay here. I don't want anyone to get hurt.
Not them or you.

Ophelia: Only if you make me a promise, Forrest. Watch your back. And your
sides. Your front, above, and below! Danger abounds in a market. But I never
meant to make you sad. So do go without me. Be careful.

Forrest: Really? You'll stay here?

Ophelia: I'll do better than that. I give you my solemn vow never to attack
shopkeepers.

Forrest: In that case, care to come with me to the market? I've got my eye on
a nice scarf. If you promise not to destroy anyone, I'd love to get your
opinion on it.

Ophelia: I'd love to! As I said, my eyes are well trained to detect- Er,
bargains.

Forrest: Now there you can watch my back. I can be such a spendthrift!
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Ophelia S

Forrest: Hello, Ophelia. I wonder if you'd walk with me a bit?

Ophelia: Anything for you. Where are we going?

Forrest: Wait and see!

Ophelia: What? I can't wait. Tell me!

Forrest: Trust me. I know you'll like it.

Ophelia: All right, Forrest.
(Time passes)
Ophelia: We're deep in the forest... Forrest.

Forrest: We'll be there any moment. Ah! There.

Ophelia: What a beautiful lake!

Forrest: I wasn't sure I could find it again. But here we are.

Ophelia: Clearly, a sacred place. The energy here laps at the shores of my
heart-I may swoon!

Forrest: Well, don't swoon yet. I want to tell you about the legend of this
lake.

Ophelia: Oooh! A legend, you say? Tell me more. Tell me everything!

Forrest: It's said that if two people pledge themselves to each other here...
they live happily ever after.

Ophelia: Really?

Forrest: W-well then, Ophelia?

Ophelia: Y-yes, Forrest?

Forrest: I pledge myself to you.

Ophelia: You do? To me? But I thought... that you thought... that I was
too...

Forrest: Too what? Too protective of me? Yes, a tad overzealous. But your
devotion to me could fill this lake to overflowing. Or too vivid? Too
colorful? Why, that's everything I love! You're unlike anyone I've ever met.
How lucky I'd be to spend my life with you.

Ophelia: This whole time, I didn't think you really understood the depth of
Ophelia Dusk...

Forrest: So, since we are here at this lake of legend, where love lasts
forever... What do you say?

Ophelia: I say we ensure our happy ending by enacting the rose-petal ritual
of legend!

Forrest: What ritual?

Ophelia: We will scatter rose petals across the surface of this lake. And
when-and ONLY when-we have this lake pink with petals, we'll dive in!

Forrest: That's a lot of roses. It will be a romantic adventure finding so
many!

Ophelia: We will leave no stone unturned in our search. No volcano
unexplored!

Forrest: Then we'd better start. We'll be searching for the rest of our lives
together!

Ophelia: There would be no better way to spend an eternity with you, Forrest.
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D2. Nina C

Nina: Forrest...

Forrest: Hello, Nina. How are you?

Nina: Fooooorrest... Foooooorrest... Hee hee!

Forrest: Uh. I can hear you, you know.

Nina: What? Oh! That's strange. For some reason I'm totally comfortable
chatting with you... unlike most other boys. There's something special about
you, Forrest. Foooooorrest... Fooooorrest... Hee hee!

Forrest: Nina? What is going on?

Nina: Oh, I'm sorry. Sometimes I drift off into a special little world of my
own. Hee!

Forrest: Uh... I see. Well, would you mind not, er, chanting my name so
excessively?

Nina: Oh, Forrest. I think the two of us should be friends. I mean, my father
works for your father, so that could be a little weird, but... I just find
you FASCINATING. I want us to be besties, OK?

Forrest: Well... sure. We can be friends, I guess.

Nina: Oh yesssss. I'm very glad to hear that. What an adorable new friend
I've made!

Forrest: Honestly, though? You're kinda creeping me out right now, Nina.
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Nina B

Forrest: OK, Nina... are you ready to head into town?

Nina: *stare*

Forrest: Nina? We're going shopping, right?

Nina: "Forrest, Forrest, what a guy... Pretty hair and lovely eyes... "

Forrest: Huh? Did you say something?

Nina: "The boys in town all called his name... Forrest! Won't you play a
game?"

Forrest: Hello? Is Nina in there? We'd like to have a conversation with her!

Nina: "But Forrest didn't want to play... He'd turn his back and waltz away."

Forrest: ...

Nina: "Oh, Forrest, Forrest, can't you see? The only one for you is ME!"

Forrest: Nina!

Nina: Huh? Oh, Forrest, when did you get here?

Forrest: I've been here the whole time. The WHOLE time.

Nina: Oh. Er, what did I say? Nothing strange, I hope. My daydreams can be...
intense.

Forrest: I'll say. So what, exactly, were you daydreaming about?

Nina: Oh. Well, this one wasn't THAT intense, I guess. I was just daydreaming
about, uh, world peace. Yeah, that's it. Really.

Forrest: Really?

Nina: Aw, why does it matter? C'mon, let's go shopping. Hee hee!

Forrest: Argh...
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Nina A

Nina: Hey, Forrest... can I ask you a personal question? Do you have any
interest in other men? You know... like, if you see a cool-looking guy, does
your heart skip a beat?

Forrest: Well, if you put it that way... I suppose so.

Nina: Really?!

Forrest: Well, sure. There are so many talented and beautiful people out
there. I definitely find myself starstruck from time to time.

Nina: Um, that's not exactly what I meant.

Forrest: Well, what DID you mean?

Nina: Ugh, why is it so hard to talk about this kind of stuff? I guess it's
just... I sort of think of you like a girl friend. But you're a guy. y'know,
I'm just wondering if you are also INTO guys, if you get my drift.

Forrest: Well, that's pretty forward of you to ask. But for your
information... no. I'm not "into" guys. I know I have a pretty feminine
style. But that's just what I like! I guess I'm sorry I'm not quite
the\nperson you want me to be, Nina.

Nina: Oh, please don't apologize! If anything, I'm the one who needs to say
I'm sorry. The thing is... you ARE the person I want you to be. But I'm the
worst. I can't believe how rude I've been. You're so important to me, and
look at how I'm treating you. *sob* *sob*

Forrest: Nina, I-

Nina: Forrest, I'm going to make this up to you somehow. Just give me the
chance.

Forrest: Nina... it's OK. There's nothing to make up. Please don't be so hard
on yourself!

Nina: Really? Do you mean that?

Forrest: I do. You've become a good friend, and I like you just the way you
are.

Nina: Oh, Forrest. You're too wonderful. And so dreamy... No! That's not what
I meant to say! Grr! Am I too crazy for you, Forrest?

Forrest: No. And please don't call yourself crazy.

Nina: Aw, why must you be so admirable? All right. Let's just continue on as
friends, shall we?

Forrest: Yes, that's what I want, Nina.

Nina: Sounds good to me!
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Nina S

Forrest: Nina, can we talk?

Nina: What's the matter, Forrest?

Forrest: I love you, Nina.

Nina: HUH?! You love... me?

Forrest: Why should that surprise you?

Nina: Sorry, I've thought about it quite a bit. I assumed I wasn't your type.

Forrest: I thought we'd been over this...

Nina: Oh, not that. I mean me-that I'm not the kind of girl you'd like.

Forrest: And that is?

Nina: Fancier than I am. Frillier? Flouncier?

Forrest: I like you-indeed, love you-as you are.

Nina: Are you sure?

Forrest: Do I seem like someone who doesn't very exactly know his tastes? You
mentioned that you'd given this some thought, Nina. I assume... you have the
same feelings for me

Nina: Yes. And no. But also yes! It's complicated. You see, I think all sorts
of men are beautiful. To pick just one? He'd have to make all the others pale
in comparison.

Forrest: I see. Well, do I?

Nina: Oh! You expect an answer? Right here, right now?

Forrest: We can postpone this discussion for as long as you like. But it
seems we have both agonized over this in secret for a while. It might be best
to simplify this down to a basic question.

Nina: Do we love each other?

Forrest: For me, I pledge with all my heart this simple answer. Yes, yes. A
thousand times yes.

Nina: Ooooh! My heart is suddenly a-flutter! How exciting! Maybe you are the
perfect fit for me!

Forrest: So I can take that as a...?

Nina: YES!

Forrest: A... thousand times yes?

Nina: Just once is enough, Forrest. I'm a no-frills kind of girl. And you
swear you love me, despite me not being as beautifully frilly as you?

Forrest: I do, Nina. I honestly and truly do.
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D2. Soleil C

Forrest: Oh no! My glove-it's blowing away!

Soleil: I've got it! Here you go, cutie.

Forrest: Thank you! I stopped for tea, but I can't believe how windy it is!
.. Uh, Soleil? Why are you staring like that? It's my hair, isn't it? Ugh! I
knew it. The wind's ruined me!

Soleil: Your hair's fine! Actually, it's more than fine. I've been meaning to
ask you... How DO you get those adorable curls? They're too cute!

Forrest: Oh, well, thank you. It's easy! While my hair is wet, I pin each
section into place. Once my hair dries-instant ringlets!

Soleil: No!

Forrest: Yes!

Soleil: Haha, nice try! You use some kind of magic on your hair. That's cool.
Heehee!

Forrest: I do not!

Soleil: Don't freak out! I won't tell anyone! I knew it! No one has hair THAT
cute. You've got a special stave just for hairdos. Will you show me sometime?
Please?!

Forrest: *sigh* Soleil, I told you! I am not using magic!

Soleil: Cool. I'll stop by later. *wink* It will be our little secret!
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Soleil B

Soleil: Oh, look! It's Forrest's bag. Hmm... Let me dig through here...

Forrest: Soleil! What are you doing?!

Soleil: Oh, uh... hi, Forrest! I was just searching for the secret to your
super-cute hair. ... And I think I just found it! Aha! It wasn't a stave. It
was a potion!

Forrest: That's not a potion. That's a bottle of shampoo! Perhaps you've
heard of it?

Soleil: No way! This stuff smells a-mazing-like it's made of roses and
pegasus tears!

Forrest: You're right about the roses. It's very expensive, so please-put
that back!

Soleil: Huh. It's regular shampoo? You're not washing your hair with magic?
Then how do you get it like that?! *gasp* Oh! I just figured it out. Your
hair's fake!

Forrest: It is not fake!

Soleil: Can I touch your wig? Please?!

Forrest: You may touch my hair, but I told you-it's NOT a wig!

Soleil: Wow. It's so silky. That's amazing! It feels real... if real hair
could feel THAT soft!

Forrest: Thank you, I think. Soleil?! What are you doing?! Ow! Ow, ow, ow!

Soleil: Whoa. Your wig is so firmly attached! How do you do that?

Forrest: They're called roots!

Soleil: What?! This is your real hair?! I could've sworn it was a wig! Oh,
Forrest. I'm so sorry. I tugged really hard just now. I bet that hurt!

Forrest: It did! But that's OK, Soleil. I forgive you.

Soleil: You do?

Forrest: Yes. I know you meant it as a compliment.

Soleil: That's true. I did! I've never met anyone with such pretty hair
before. I didn't think it was possible. ... Sometimes I wish I could have
cute hair too.

Forrest: Are you serious? But you have such thick, gorgeous tresses!

Soleil: Thanks, but I never do anything special to it. I wear this same
headband every day.

Forrest: Is that what this is all about? I'd be happy to teach you how to
curl your hair.

Soleil: Really?! Awww! I'd love that!

Forrest: Great! It will only take a few hours, so I'll see you tomorrow
morning around five.

Soleil: WHAT?! You get up at five just to do your hair?!

Forrest: Yep! Beauty like this takes time! I'll see you bright and early!
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Soleil A

Soleil: *yawn* Thanks again for fixing my hair, Forrest! I still can't
believe you get up this early every morning! That's crazy!

Forrest: It's nothing. While my curls set, I mend and press my outfit. All
this travel is hard on clothing! If you don't take care of things, they won't
last.

Soleil: I never thought about that before.

Forrest: I can tell. ... Now, let's see. I'm almost done with the back. You
have a LOT of hair. So many girls would be jealous of your thick, shiny
locks! Did you know that?

Soleil: Really?

Forrest: Yes! I'm going to unpin this back section and see how your curls are
turning out. ... Oh dear.

Soleil: What's wrong?

Forrest: Nothing.

Soleil: Forrest! You just said, "Oh dear." That doesn't sound like nothing!

Forrest: Well, it's just... um... I didn't expect it to turn out quite so...
frizzy.

Soleil: Huh? Let me see that mirror! If you hold the other one like so, I can
see the back- ACK! Forrest! What did you do to me?! I look like a... a...

Forrest: You look like a poodle! I'm SO sorry, Soleil. I don't know what
happened.

Soleil: Well, I know what happened! You made me get up at dawn to look like
this!

Forrest: I apologize. If I find you the right hat, it will be OK. Accessories
make the look!

Soleil: It's my fault. I'm the one who dragged you into this. I should've
left you and your super-cute hair alone.

Forrest: Don't say that!

Soleil: But I've done nothing but annoy you! And now, look at me! I better go
shower.

Forrest: Here. Take this.

Soleil: Forrest, I can't use this! It's your expensive shampoo!

Forrest: I want you to use it. If you can't have curls, at least your hair
will smell like roses. Besides, your hair's already lovely. I should've left
it alone.

Soleil: Aww... Thanks, Forrest.

Forrest: For what?! I made you look terrible!

Soleil: It was really kind of you to help me, and we had some good bonding
time. Now that I think about it... it's sort of funny. Heeheehee!

Forrest: You're right. *snort* Bahaha! Quick! You better run before someone
sees you!

Soleil: Haha! Good idea!

Forrest: Wait up! Maybe you should borrow my hat!
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Soleil S

Forrest: Hello, Soleil. I'm sorry again about the hair debacle! You've looked
so down ever since! Maybe I can make it up to you. I'd be happy to sew you
something. Perhaps you'd like a capelet like mine? Would that cheer you up?

Soleil: That's really sweet of you, Forrest, but I don't think a cape will
help. I always say, "Turn that frown upside down," but sometimes that's hard
to do.

Forrest: I see. You're disappointed about your hair. I don't know why. It's
beautiful straight!

Soleil: Oh, that's not it! I'm bummed because you won't want to hang out with
me anymore. My curls and I are hopeless!

Forrest: Why would you say that? There are other things we could do besides
hair!

Soleil: Really? I thought someone super-cute like you would have tons of
friends already.

Forrest: I have friends, but I've always got room for one more.

Soleil: And what if I don't want to be your friend?

Forrest: Oh! Well, in that case, I'll just be on my way...

Soleil: No! Wait! I didn't mean it like that. What if I want to be MORE than
your friend?

Forrest: Huh?

Soleil: You know that I have a thing for super cute girls, right?

Forrest: Right... but you know that I'm... a...

Soleil: A super-cute man dressed like a girl? Yep! I know. Totally adorable!

Forrest: Well, Soleil, I think you're pretty adorable too.

Soleil: Really?

Forrest: Yes! You have so much energy. When you show up, you light up the
whole room. I don't even mind all of the hair pulling and the shampoo
stealing...

Soleil: Wait a minute! You said I could borrow it!

Forrest: I'm teasing! In fact, I have a gift for you. I got you your very own
bottle.

Soleil: What?! For me? You mean, I can smell like roses all the time?

Forrest: Yes! I have a thing for super-cute girls too, you know.

Soleil: Aww... Thanks, Forrest! You really know how to make a girl feel
special.

Forrest: Anytime!
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D2. Velouria C

Forrest: If I start here, it should fit the fabric exactly... Yes, this will
work nicely.

Velouria: *stare*

Forrest: Velouria? Might I help you with something?

Velouria: Nope, I'm good. Just watching you sew.

Forrest: I see...

Velouria: *stare*

Forrest: Do you want to join in? Is that it? Because if so, just say the word
and I'll fetch the necessary materials.

Velouria: No, keep sewing. Pretend I'm not here.

Forrest: A-all right...

Velouria: *stare*

Forrest: Um... I'm almost done...

Velouria: Really? I guess you'll be going back to your tent, then.

Forrest: I had planned to, yes. And you?

Velouria: Never mind that.

Forrest: S-sorry, I didn't mean to pry. Well... I guess I'll be on my way.
(Forrest leaves)

Velouria: ... Hehe... heeheeheehee. Look at all these cloth scraps and wasted
thread lying around... So much treasure! And it's all mine! Heeheehee! I
don't have to share with ANYONE!
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Velouria B

Velouria: Hey, Forrest. Aren't you sewing today?

Forrest: In fact, I was just thinking of starting a new project now.

Velouria: Whew! More treasure for me...

Forrest: I'm sorry, what?

Velouria: Nothing. Ignore me.

Forrest: Um... are you going to be watching me from over there again?

Velouria: Yeah. Why, do you not want me to?

Forrest: Heehee, no, no, feel free. I take it you're interested in sewing? If
so, I have good news, because I brought a second kit for you to use. Would
you like to sew with me?

Velouria: No. I don't care about sewing.

Forrest: What?! Y-you don't? B-but I don't understand... Why else would you
be watching me so raptly?

Velouria: So I can keep an eye on the amazing treasure you create.

Forrest: Er... I'm glad you like it, but I don't think I quite understand.

Velouria: It's fine. Do your sewy thing. Cut your cloth and wiggle your
needle and all that. I'll watch from over here.

Forrest: You enjoy merely... watching me?

Velouria: No, that's actually really boring. But when you're finished... Ooh,
that's what I can't wait for. Heheheh! An unbelievable bounty of thread and
fabric is mine for the taking...

Forrest: At this point, I'm not sure I even want to understand...
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Velouria A

Velouria: Hey, Forrest. You're going to do a bunch more sewing today, right?

Forrest: Indeed I will. I take it you'll watch again?

Velouria: You know it.

Forrest: And when I'm done, you'll gather up all the scraps and fibers, yes?

Velouria: Yeah... those are my treasure.

Forrest: Heehee. You're so funny, Velouria.

Velouria: Pffft. You're one to talk.

Forrest: Haha, true enough. But I meant it as a compliment.

Velouria: How? What is it you like about me?

Forrest: The depth of your commitment, for one. You firmly believe things
that most people don't value are, in fact, treasures. You live by your own
set of values, and I think that's wonderful.

Velouria: Hmm, I don't know if it's as cool as you made it sound. Then again,
you make it sound not weird, and I like that. Thanks, Forrest. But aren't you
just like me?

Forrest: In what way?

Velouria: You wear whatever you want, no shame, no matter what anyone says.
That's "living by your own set of values" too, right?

Forrest: Haha, in a way, yes.

Velouria: So we're a lot alike, huh.

Forrest: In that we are both kooks?

Velouria: Yeah. We're alike in our kookiness.

Forrest: Heehee. I can think of worse bases for friendship, hmm?

Velouria: So are you going to finish your sewing project, or...?
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Velouria S

Velouria: Whoooa, this hair ball... *sniff* *sniff* Smells like a horse's
rear... What a find!

Forrest: Hello, Velouria. Hunting for treasure again?

Velouria: Sure am. I've found so much great stuff! What about you? What
brings you to the forest today?

Forrest: I came seeking treasure as well.

Velouria: Really? What kinda treasures do you find in the forest?

Forrest: Very rare ones. I've found a particularly beautiful treasure just
now.

Velouria: Now you've got me curious. If it's all right, can I see your
treasure?

Forrest: Absolutely. Here, have a look.

Velouria: Whoa... this is a nice mirror. It's all shiny and cute. Yep, this
is just the kind of mirror you would have.

Forrest: It's a beautiful mirror, I agree. But the mirror is not my forest
treasure.

Velouria: What gives, then?! You said you'd show me the treasure you found
here. *sniff* *sniff* There's nothing else in your pockets... Are you playing
a prank on me?

Forrest: Oh dear... No, Velouria. The treasure isn't the mirror; it's what
the mirror shows.

Velouria: You're your own treasure?!

Forrest: No, no! It's you, Velouria! Of all the things in this forest, I
treasure you most. And not just in the forest, but in the wider world as
well.

Velouria: Wow! How did you say that with a straight face?
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Forrest: Heehee. It's easy. When something needs doing, I get it done.

Velouria: Whoa. That was a pretty cool line... I think my heart skipped a
beat.

Forrest: But now you know how I feel. What do you think of that?

Velouria: Hmm. If I'm your treasure, that means you'll take good care of me,
right?

Forrest: Naturally. One must never be careless with what one values most.

Velouria: Heehee. OK, then. And I'll take care of you too, just like one of
my treasures.

Forrest: H-hopefully that doesn't mean hoarding me away out of sight for all
time...
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D2. Midori C

Midori: There you are, Forrest! I have a present for youuuu. Ta-daaah!

Forrest: What... What is it?

Midori: It's a new cream I developed!

Forrest: A cream, eh? But I don't feel any stiffness, and I don't have any
rashes...

Midori: Oh, it's not that kind of cream. THIS stuff makes you prettier!

Forrest: A cream for beauty? I never knew there was such a thing.

Midori: There wasn't-not until I made some! It can't do anything about your
face, but it'll help your hair and pores.

Forrest: Interesting... It has been a problem maintaining my looks when on
the march. This should help with that considerably. Thank you.

Midori: Sounds perfect for you, if it works as well as it should. Try it! I
really want to see the results!

Forrest: Yes, I think I'll start using it today. Maybe even right now!

Midori: Yesss! You'll be prettier than ever! Ooooh, I can't wait to see.

Forrest: Hahah! Oh, Midori...
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Midori B

Forrest: Hello, Midori.

Midori: Forrest... Your skin looks SO GOOD! You're using that cream I gave
you, huh!

Forrest: My hair and skin have never felt better, and it's all thanks to you.

Midori: Yay! It worked!

Forrest: And to show my gratitude, I have this for you.

Midori: Wow! What a cute, frilly apron! Did you make this for me?

Forrest: Yes. The idea was to give you something to wear when brewing
medicine. I sewed in plenty of pockets for storage and picked a color that
will hide stains. I'm fairly pleased with the results.

Midori: Thank you! It's wonderful! But, um... the color...

Forrest: You don't like the color? My apologies...

Midori: No, no! The color is great! I like what you were going for. The thing
is, when you brew medicine, you actually WANT the stains to show. Some of the
stronger reagents I use are dangerous if they get on you. So it's important
to be able to tell right away if that happens...

Forrest: Hmm. I'll take that into account next time. Let me take this one
back, and I'll sew you up a new-

Midori: N-no!

Forrest: No?

Midori: This apron is too cute! It's not good for brewing medicine, but I'll
wear it for other stuff! Thanks for making me such a great outfit.

Forrest: You're very welcome. It gives me joy to see others delighting in my
creations.
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Midori A

Midori: Oooh, there you are, Forrest!

Forrest: Ah, Midori. Good timing.

Midori: Oh yeah...? Did you need me for something?

Forrest: Yes. Here, this is for you.

Midori: Another apron! And it's pure white! Forrest, you remembered!

Forrest: Yes. I made you a more suitable apron to wear while brewing
medicine. On your advice, I made this one so that stains would be more
readily apparent.

Midori: So I see! And look at these frills! They're adorable!

Forrest: I'm pleased that you like them. Oh, but you greeted me... Did I
interrupt? Was there something you needed?

Midori: Oh, right! I made a new and improved cream, and I wanted you to have
some!

Forrest: Would this be the skin cream you had me try before?

Midori: Yep. This version will make your skin even smoother. Not only that,
it moisturizes your hair! I daresay it's my masterpiece!

Forrest: I look forward to trying it. Haha, I just realized...

Midori: Hmmm?

Forrest: It's almost like we've formed our own little private market. You
give me creams, I supply you with clothes, and so on and on...

Midori: Haha, you're right. But hey, I'm having fun with it. Probably because
you always get so excited when I give you something new!

Forrest: Funny, that's just what spurs me to make the little gifts I give
you.

Midori: Heehee! I keep trying to make better and better stuff, just to see
your reaction.

Forrest: Then I can't let the quality of my creations flag either.
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Midori S

Forrest: Hey, Midori.

Midori: Forrest! I see you've got a box with you again today. Another present
for me?

Forrest: Yes, and this time I've prepared a very special gift.

Midori: Really? Aww, I'm sorry, Forrest. And here I am without any new cream
for you.

Forrest: I don't mind. I didn't make this for you with the expectation of
something in return.

Midori: What do you mean?

Forrest: Can you extend your left hand, Midori?

Midori: Like this?

Forrest: Just like that. Now let's see... ... There. A perfect fit.

Midori: A bracelet? It's nice, but... what's so special about it?

Forrest: It's a friendship bracelet. I care for you very much and wanted to
show it.

Midori: You... care for me? Like... romantically?

Forrest: Yes. I've felt that way for a while now, actually. Our gift
exchanges are always the highlight of my day. I can't tell whether I'm
happier to receive your gifts or to give you mine. Of everyone I know, I
can't think of anyone else I get along with so well. Don't you think so?

Midori: You know what...? Yeah. I didn't bring cream, but I was thinking up
new ideas for some on the way here. So I think I know just what you mean.

Forrest: So you'll be mine?

Midori: Yep! Haha, I guess I have a gift for you after all, huh?

Forrest: And a very precious one at that. I'll keep on returning the favor as
long as it makes you happy.

Midori: And I'll keep the cream coming to have you looking prettier than
ever!
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D2. Sophie C

Sophie: Hey there, Forrest!

Forrest: Why hello, Sophie.

Sophie: You look amazing today! That's a killer outfit.

Forrest: Heehee. You're too kind, Sophie. You're looking very dear yourself.

Sophie: Hahah, who, me? I'm about as cute as a swamp. Nothing looks good on
me but armor. I've tried wearing more casual clothes around camp, but...
well...

Forrest: But...?

Sophie: Let's just say my wardrobe is... horse oriented.

Forrest: "Horse oriented"...?

Sophie: Yeah! I'm really into clothes with silhouettes of horses like Avel.
Or fabric that's the same color as Avel's coat. You know, stuff like that.

Forrest: That doesn't sound like such a problem to me. There are many fine
outfits and accessories with horse patterns on them.

Sophie: That's fine for most people. But when I wear them, everyone busts out
laughing! I have no idea why... *sigh* I wish I had your fashion sense so I
could pull off outfits like that.

Forrest: If you'd like, I could help you select a few choice ensembles.

Sophie: Really...? I would LOVE that!

Forrest: I'd be happy to help. My services are free to anyone who wants to
look cute.

Sophie: You're on! Ooh, this is so exciting!

Forrest: For me too! When I'm through, you'll be cute as a button!
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Sophie B

Sophie: Forrest! Is that offer you made the other day still good?

Forrest: You mean my offer to help you choose a few cute outfits?

Sophie: Yep! How would today work for you? I brought along some clothes I
thought were cute for you to take a look at.

Forrest: I have plenty of time. Let's see these outfits of yours.

Sophie: Yay! OK, so what do you think of this shirt? Keep or dump?

Forrest: Th-that horse's face embroidered on the front is... striking... It
was very bold of the designer to have it take up almost the entire surface...

Sophie: Doesn't it look just like Avel?! It's so adorable!

Forrest: It's one of a kind, to be sure... I've seen my share of horse-
patterned outfits, but none so... audacious...

Sophie: It was on display at the shop, and I bought it before I could think
twice! The shopkeeper was pretty surprised. He said he thought he'd never
sell it.

Forrest: Y-yes, well...

Sophie: Hey, I have an idea! What if I embroidered the letters A-V-E-L at the
bottom here? Wouldn't that be to die for?

Forrest: You're going to sew Avel's name into it?!

Sophie: Bad idea? Ooh, maybe I should sew MY name instead!

Forrest: Go ahead, if you're fine with people thinking the horse is named
Sophie...

Sophie: Hmm... I hadn't thought about it like that. But that's not your real
objection, is it?

Forrest: Huh? N-no, well, you see...

Sophie: *sigh* I knew it... I thought it would be so cute, but I just don't
have an eye for this stuff.

Forrest: It's not a terrible idea, Sophie. It's just that the shirt isn't...
Well, it's not...

Sophie: I'm sorry to bug you so much, Forrest. I'll bring something cuter
next time. See you!

Forrest: Sophie, wait...
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Sophie A

Forrest: Good day, Sophie!

Sophie: Ah, hey, Forrest. What's up?

Forrest: I have with me some clothes I'd like you to try on.

Sophie: For me? Thanks, Forrest! This should be a big help. Gods know I can't
dress myself...

Forrest: Take a look. I think you'll quite like it.

Sophie:
Of course I'll like it! I know anything you give me is gonna be the cutest
thing I've- Ohmygods! Is that... Is that the shirt with the horse on it I
showed you?

Forrest:
No, but I used that shirt as a reference when crafting this. See, I've even
embroidered Avel's name beneath the image, as you suggested. Do you like it?

Sophie: It's everything I ever wanted! This is the cutest shirt I've ever
seen! ... Though I'm probably the only one who'll think so, huh?

Forrest: Heehee. Frankly, I don't totally understand the appeal myself.

Sophie: I knew it...

Forrest: But if you think it's cute, then it's cute.

Sophie: Huh? How do you figure?

Forrest: Everyone has their own idea of what's cute and what's stylish. What
you need to do is find what works for you. That's the essence of fashion.

Sophie: Huh... I never thought of it like that!

Forrest: It's true. Finding unique, interesting clothing isn't so hard. It's
all in how you wear it and combine it with other things. Wear it with pride,
and I think that shirt will look smashing on you.

Sophie: Haha, I wish. But I'll give it a try! Thank you SO much, Forrest!

Forrest: You're very welcome, Sophie.
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Sophie S

Forrest: *sigh* This is a pickle indeed...

Sophie: Wanna talk about it?

Forrest: Sophie? I didn't hear you approach...

Sophie: You probably wouldn't guess it, but I'm a great listener! I mean... I
can listen, but I'm crummy at coming up with a solution... But sometimes
that's all you need, right!

Forrest: Hmhm... very true. So you don't mind if I unburden a bit?

Sophie: Not at all! Let's hear it!

Forrest: This is a secret, but... I'm in love.

Sophie: Holy moly! With who?! No, no, let me guess! Um... umm... Gosh, I give
up! I have no idea who your type would be!

Forrest: I'll give you one hint. It's a girl.

Sophie: A girl! OK, that narrows it down. Not that much, though... There's
like, hundreds of girls in the army... and I only know a few of them!

Forrest:
My problem is, I want to tell this girl how I feel. But I've never done this
before, and I'm not sure what the best way is...

Sophie: Yeah, that makes sense. I can understand how that would bother you.

Forrest: ...

Sophie: ... What?

Forrest: Um... is that all? You don't have any advice on the subject?

Sophie: Haha, didn't I tell you? I'm a great listener, but I'm hopeless at
figuring out what to do after that.

Forrest: Ah, right, you did mention that.

Sophie: Sorry! You've been so good to me that I wish I could help...

Forrest: Oh, you helped quite a bit. With you as a sounding board, I managed
to work through my feelings...

Sophie: Really? Did I miss it?

Forrest: I always thought of myself as a prince riding a white steed.
Someday, I assumed, I would come across the princess of my heart.

Sophie: That's so... poetic.

Forrest: But as it happens, I had it all wrong. The rider of that steed
wasn't me, but my princess. And it wasn't a noble white mount, but a
cantankerous, unruly horse...

Sophie: Wait... you don't mean...

Forrest: I do. You are the princess of my heart, Sophie.

Sophie: M-ME?! Your princess?!

Forrest: I love you, Sophie. Heehee! I finally got the words out.

Sophie: ... No way... I always thought you were amazing too, Forrest! So when
you just said you were in love before... I couldn't give you any advice
because I was so jealous. Sorry about that...

Forrest: Oh, Sophie... I'm so glad that things worked out between us. I was
rather nervous for a moment!

Sophie: And I'm glad I was worried over nothing. I'm excited for our life
together, Forrest...

Forrest: So am I. I look forward to spending the rest of my days with you...
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Percy!

D3. Ophelia C

Percy: Oooof! My toe! What's this? Something sticking out of the ground?
Well, let's just pull... this... out! Oh. It's a big sack. And it's full of
more gold than could feed a town for a year. Hmph. Big surprise.

Ophelia: Percy! Are you all right? I saw that sack lunge at your toe. Is it
an evil sack?!

Percy: Whoa, Ophelia. Where'd you come from? No, just the usual-a sack of
gold.

Ophelia: The usual? Why, that's incredible. Ha! Do you find gold all the
time?

Percy: Yes, and it's no laughing matter. I have the worst luck.

Ophelia: Are you kidding? You must be living under a lucky star if that
happens to you.

Percy: It's awful luck, because I always have to find the rightful owner.
It's so hard.

Ophelia: How many times has this happened, Percy?

Percy: I've lost count.

Ophelia: Infinitely incredible. Don't you realize what this means? Fate has
chosen you to return lost gold. That makes you a chosen one... just like I
am.

Percy: Y-you think I'm a chosen one?

Ophelia: We should make sure. There are trials that can verify it. I'll be
glad to help test you, if you want to know if you're truly chosen.

Percy: Yes, yes, yes! Let's get started.
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Ophelia B

Ophelia: All right, Percy. Ready for your tests?

Percy: Yes! I need to know if I'm a chosen one!

Ophelia: I've prepared two tests. Both will be impossible for any but a
chosen one. Whatever happens, don't give up. Pass them both-then we will know
if you're among the chosen.

Percy: I'll do my best. What do I do first?

Ophelia: Listen closely. First... You must draw the maiden's tear from a dark
prison of rotten corpses.

Percy: Ew! What?!

Ophelia: Sorry-that was the language of the chosen ones. I'll translate for
you. This box contains one white bead among hundreds of black ones. Avert
your eyes, put your hand inside, then draw out the single white bead.

Percy: Oh, OK. Here goes... And there's your white one!

Ophelia: Outstanding!

Percy: Ha! Am I a chosen one now?

Ophelia: Eager youth, stay your enthusiosity! You have one more test to pass.
This box is full of tongue tormentors from the fiery underworld. Except for
the one tongue tantalizer from the sweet heavens. They all look the same.
Pull one out, and hope it sends you skyward! You know. Eat the sweet one, not
the spicy one.

Percy: I think I'll eat... this one. *munch munch* Oh! Yummy!

Ophelia: You did it? That's impossible.

Percy: So I'm a chosen one, right?

Ophelia: Hmm. We need to be really sure. I think there's a third test. Just
give me time to research exactly how to do it. Pass that final test-then you
WILL be a chosen one.

Percy: Woohoo! Bring it on, Ophelia!
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Ophelia A

Ophelia: Time for your third and final test, Percy.

Percy: And then I'll be a chosen one!

Ophelia: Quite the optimist. I like that about you. Now here's your test. See
this box in my hand? Reach in through this hole... And wear it like a mitten
as you jump through 20 flaming rings.

Percy: What?! That's impossible!

Ophelia: Yes, of course. But one truly chosen will have no problem with all
those hoops. Don't forget though-if that box comes off your hand, you fail
the test.

Percy: The box?! I'm bound to catch on fire! How is this a test of my
luckiness?

Ophelia: It's a test of chosenness.

Percy: Never mind. I'll give it a try! But you'd better stand by with a pail
of water! Now, light up the hoops!

Ophelia: Wait, Percy...

Percy: Do it! I'm ready!

Ophelia: No! Percy, I'm sorry. I just can't go through with it.

Percy: Huh? But you promised to test me.

Ophelia: I can't put a friend in such danger. I'm sorry, Percy.

Percy: Aw, that's OK. The other two tests were fun at least. I guess I'll
never know if I'm a chosen one though.

Ophelia: Chosen or not, you're still amazing.

Percy: You think so?

Ophelia: And you're the most dutiful person I know. Besides me.

Percy: I do like doing the right thing. So I guess it doesn't matter if I'm
chosen!

Ophelia: I guess we both passed each other's tests-the test of friendship!

Percy: Wow, that's really corny, Ophelia. But I guess it's true!
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Ophelia S

Percy: Hi, Ophelia!

Ophelia: What's that you've got behind your back? You find another sack of
gold?

Percy: They're some sheets of paper that I found on the ground. They're
yours, right?

Ophelia: They are! I've been looking for them everywhere.

Percy: They have all sorts of crazy words on them that I've never seen
anywhere else.

Ophelia: Those are my charms and incantations.

Percy: For doing what?

Ophelia: All sorts of things, but if you recite this chant here... you'll
have a dream in which the person you'll marry will appear.

Percy: Really?

Ophelia: I guarantee it, although I can't say whether it'll be a good or bad
dream.

Percy: I don't want to have a nightmare. Especially not if you're going to be
chasing me around like a maniac.

Ophelia: Ha! That's quite a nightmare! Hold on. Why did you say that I would
be the one in your dreams?

Percy: Um, well... I dunno!

Ophelia: Oh, don't worry about it then. Hey, Percy. I've got another charm
I'd like to try. Can I have your hand?

Percy: My hand? Sure!

Ophelia: Now, watch while I wrap this thread around your pinky finger... and
wrap the other end around my pinky finger.

Percy: What does this charm do?

Ophelia: The thread represents fate. And I've just bound us together.

Percy: What?!

Ophelia: Oh, do you want me to undo it? All we need to do is snap the thread.

Percy: No, don't! Wrap some more threads around it, Ophelia, so it never
breaks.

Ophelia: Aw, cute! But that's not necessary. Just the one thread does the
trick. You can keep it safe until we're old enough to get married, OK? Until
then, the friendliest of fates will keep us together, Percy!
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D3. Nina C

Percy: Hey, Nina! I've been looking for you all over. What's wrong? You seem
upset.

Nina: Percy? Gah! You surprised me. Uh... nothing's wrong. Nothing at all.

Percy: Are you sure about that? You don't look so good. Are you getting sick?

Nina: No... it's fine. What do you want? Make it quick!

Percy: Gee, sorry! I just... Is this yours?

Nina: Yes! My notebook! Where did you get this? YOU DIDN'T READ IT, DID YOU?

Percy: No, of course not! Anyway, you dropped it this morning. I've been
trying to find you since then...

Nina: Oh. Uh, thanks.

Percy: There, that's the Nina I know. You're welcome! Cheers!
(Percy leaves)

Nina: Whew. Thank gods that's over.  Wait, what am I saying? He was so nice,
and I was totally rude. I've got to find him and apologize... no matter how
awkward it gets.
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Nina B

Nina: Percy? Do you have a moment to chat? It's super important.

Percy: Nina? What's wrong?

Nina: I don't really know how to say this, but... remember how you found my
notebook?

Percy: Yes...

Nina: Um, so that notebook is really important to me. REALLY important.

Percy: Oh no. I know where this is going. Was it ripped or something? I'm so
sorry! I tried to be really careful with it!

Nina: No, that's not-

Percy: Oh, man. I can't believe this happened. I try to help, and I just
screw things up. How can I make it up to you? Please! I'll do anything.

Nina: No, Percy, really... it's fine! I'm just trying to say-

Percy: I'm so sorry!

Nina: Argh! I've had enough! Don't apologize when you've done nothing wrong!

Percy: I... I'm sorry for being sorry.

Nina: Oh, why did it turn out like this? I'm such an idiot!

Percy: Nina?

Nina: Look, Percy. I'm trying to THANK you properly for finding my notebook.
I'm just terribly awkward when I try to have a normal conversation. I meant
to thank you the very first time, but instead I was cranky and weird.

Percy: Huh?

Nina: What part of "thank you" did you not understand? THANK YOU VERY MUCH!
Thank you for picking up my notebook!

Percy: Uh... you're welcome?

Nina: Great. I'm glad we could clear this up. See you later, Percy.

Percy: OK. See you later, Nina.
(Percy leaves)

Nina: Well, that went perfectly. *sigh*
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Nina A

Nina: Percy. Can we chat for a second?

Percy: Oh, not this again. What's wrong?

Nina: Here. Take this.

Percy: Candy?! Well, that's not what I was expecting! What's going on?

Nina: Uh...

Percy: Nina?

Nina: Mmm, hmm, mmm...

Percy: Why won't you say anything?

Nina: I'm trying not to mess this up, OK? I don't want you to be scared of
me.

Percy: Yeah, but it's scarier when you make that face and hum!

Nina: Ugh, really? I don't know what to do! I'm trying not to make things
worse. I thought a small gift might help. But this is just as difficult as
having a normal conversation.

Percy: Hey, don't worry about it! Message received. And thanks for the candy!

Nina: What?

Percy: It's that simple, Nina. You gave me a gift to show your gratitude. I
accepted it with a smile. It was really thoughtful of you. This has been your
first lesson in human interaction!

Nina: Oh. So what do we do now?

Percy: Well, we could just eat this candy together. And talk about some other
stuff.

Nina: I... I think I'd like that. Do you insist?

Percy: Uh, no. That's not how this works. But I would enjoy your company.

Nina: OK... I'll try my best.
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Nina S

Percy: Hey, Nina!

Nina: Percy? Now's, uh, not a great time...

Percy: Why? Whatcha doing? Checking out those guys over there?

Nina: What?! Of course not! I was just daydreaming.

Percy: Well, then that means you're free. Want to go for a walk with me?

Nina: Sure, I suppose we could do that.

Percy: All right! It's my lucky day.

Nina: The idea of taking a walk with me actually makes you that happy?

Percy: Of course. Taking a walk with a cute girl? Who wouldn't be happy?

Nina: Damn! You can just say that sort of thing right to my face? You aren't
even self-conscious about it!

Percy: Well, gee. Should I be?

Nina: Er, no, no, of course not. And thank you, I suppose. But before you get
too carried away, you should know about my weird hobby...

Percy: What weird hobby?

Nina: Well, here goes. I like to follow people and watch them from the
shadows.

Percy: Hah! That is kinda weird! But... I have some weird hobbies of my own,
you know. Like... I sometimes whistle! And, and... when I have to sit still
for a long period of time, I start to fidget.

Nina: Percy, those are two of the most common things I've ever heard. And one
of them isn't even a hobby!

Percy: Well, whatever. The point is that it's OK to be a little bit weird.
How boring would it be if everyone were the exact same? Anyway, it's pretty
cute that you were worried about your hobby offending me.

Nina: Stop teasing! You're making me blush!

Percy: Aw, I'm not teasing. I really like you, Nina!

Nina: What? Do you even know what you're saying? It's not nice to joke about
that. And anyway... you're too young for me.

Percy: What?! I'm not joking! And I'm definitely not too young. I'm just
small boned, OK? So will you be my girlfriend?

Nina: Percy... are you really being serious right now? Because if you're just
joking around, I don't know if I could forgive you. So here's your chance to
back out. I won't be offended. Do you really like me?

Percy: Yep! Believe it, Nina!

Nina: I... I can't believe it. I think I actually like you too.

Percy: Ha! I knew it. I'm so glad you're not just writing me off as a silly
kid. Because I'm a full-grown man, gosh darn it!

Nina: You know what, Percy? I think you're right.
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D3. Soleil C

Percy: Hey! Hey, Soleil!

Soleil: Need something, Percy?

Percy: Sorta. I'll level with you... I'm looking for a mate.

Soleil: What?!

Percy: No, no, no! Not for me! For Ace!

Soleil: Ace? Your dragon?

Percy: Yep. He's about old enough to breed by now. So I'm looking around to
see if I can find him a nice mate.

Soleil: OK, but why ask me?

Percy: Because you know how dating works!

Soleil: Percy, you're surrounded by people who know how to do that.

Percy: Yeah, but you're better at it than anyone else. I figured you'd know
how to help Ace with his shyness. Maybe you even know some good mates that
would help him come out of his shell.

Soleil: I'm not exactly running a dragon dating service, Percy.

Percy: Please! Just try! I don't know anything about this!

Soleil: All right... I'll try. But don't expect much.

Percy: Thanks, Soleil! I owe you one! That's a big load off my back...
(Percy leaves)

Soleil: So much for low expectations. Eh, whatever. I can give it a whirl,
for Percy's sake!
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Soleil B

Soleil: Ah! Percy! Did Ace hit it off with the dragon I brought by earlier?
That look on your face is a "no," I'm guessing.

Percy: Sorry, Soleil. This one ran away too...

Soleil: That's the seventh one! Why is Ace so picky?!

Percy: He probably doesn't like being alone that long with a strange dragon.
Must be why he snaps at them like that...

Soleil: Snaps at them?!

Percy: Everything's fine when I'm with him, but as soon as they're alone...

Soleil: That's horrible! Those poor dragons... I was trying to fix them up.
But I have an idea. Percy, are you OK leaving Ace with me for a while?

Percy: What for? What are you up to...?

Soleil: I'm going to drill into his head the RIGHT way to treat a lady.

Percy: But you don't understand! Ace is special...

Soleil: Percy!!

Percy: Aaaah! All right, you can have him! Golly, Soleil, you're kinda scary
today.

Soleil: Nipping at his dates, is he? I'll bring a stop to that.

Percy: Oh, OK. Sorry about all this mess, Soleil.
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Soleil A

Soleil: Percy!

Percy: Soleil...

Soleil: How did things go with the new girl dragon I brought by? Was Ace a
jerk again?

Percy: Not exactly. He didn't snap, but he was shyer than ever!

Soleil: Huh. That's weird. He seemed fine after I taught him a thing or two.

Percy: About that... What exactly did you teach him?

Soleil: How to speak to girls. That is, how to listen attentively, then
speak. That's a crucial part of dating that everyone seems to get wrong.

Percy: Well, he never got around to the speaking part. She left.

Soleil: That's odd. I love it when someone truly listens on a date. I suppose
it was just a bad match. Or maybe Ace is just hopeless.

Percy: Soleil!

Soleil: Ahahahaha...

Percy: This isn't funny!

Soleil: Whoa, Percy, calm down there...

Percy: I was hoping for some baby dragons. But maybe that isn't even what Ace
wants.

Soleil: Maybe not.

Percy: Well, I want him to be happy no matter what. Maybe I'm rushing him.
Anyway, thanks for everything, Soleil. You've helped me out a bunch.

Soleil: Sure, Percy. When the time comes, I'll be glad to share dating tips
with Ace again!
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Soleil S

Percy: Soleil, we gotta talk.

Soleil: Is finding Ace a mate on your mind again?

Percy: Nah, not this time.

Soleil: So what's the deal?

Percy: I'm looking for someone special...

Soleil: So this IS about Ace. Percy, you can't rush these things. You need to
let love bloom naturally.

Percy: I wasn't talking about Ace, though. I meant me. And so I thought to
ask you...

Soleil: Sure! I'll give you some tips on how to woo someone.

Percy: No, I mean... me and you...

Soleil: Are you asking me on a date?

Percy: Um, yes?

Soleil: I'm flattered, Percy, but...

Percy: See? I need dating tips even more than Ace did.

Soleil: No, you're doing fine. Very sweet. Very honest.

Percy: Really? So you'll be my wife?!

Soleil: Aaaand we're back to moving way too fast. I think that's your
problem, Percy. You've got your whole life in front of you! Don't limit
yourself just to the three or four ladies you already know. Consider your
options some more. Chase some girls! It's fun!

Percy: Y-yeah, I see your point. Hmm... how about if we go on a practice
date? You can show me what I'm doing wrong! Then when I meet someone I really
love, I'll be ready!

Soleil: Ahaha, I think you're pretty close to ready as it is, Percy. Heehee,
I just realized... You're so sweet, you never needed me to give Ace tips on
how to be nice.

Percy: Hey, you're right! Neato! Speaking of Ace, he's not quite ready to
start dating yet.

Soleil: Everything in due time. I hope to see him happy as a dragon can be.

Percy: Yeah. We can look after him together, Soleil!

Soleil: He'll never find better caretakers than the two of us together,
that's for sure!
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D3. Velouria C

Percy: Good boy, Ace! I know you're a dragon and all, but you sure eat a lot!
(Ace roars)

Velouria: You and that dragon are like two peas in a pod, Percy...

Percy: Oh, hello, Velouria! Yeah, Ace and I have been together for a while
now. He's not that crazy about other people, but he's a very good boy around
me!

Velouria: He has so much energy. Does it ever tire you out to be with him all
the time?

Percy: Why would I get tired of spending time with my best friend?

Velouria: Even though you're close, it's probably hard to spend that much
time with him. Like, you have to walk on eggshells not to annoy each other...

Percy: What do you mean? Walking on eggshells? With Ace? Hahaha! Velouria,
you've got to be kidding!

Velouria: Oh... I guess you're the type who doesn't mind having constant
company. Or is it just easier to spend time with a dragon? You probably don't
have to mind your manners as much.

Percy: Hmph! It's a little rude when you put it that way. Ace has feelings
too!

Velouria: I'm sorry... I wasn't thinking. I really didn't mean to be rude.

Percy: It's OK. All I'm saying is that Ace is the best pal anyone could ever
ask for. I'm always happy when I hang out with him. Isn't that how you feel
around your friends, Velouria?

Velouria: Sometimes... But I think I'm just more comfortable by myself.
Nothing bothersome happens when I'm all alone. And I can do whatever pleases
me.

Percy: R-really...? I guess you and me are totally opposites in that way.
Friends are the best!
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Velouria B

Velouria: I won't let this opportunity pass me by. But I don't know what to
do...

Percy: Hey, Velouria. Say, what are you doing?

Velouria: Take a look up at that treetop.

Percy: Oh, is that a bird's nest up there?

Velouria: That's right. A beautiful bird was living up there until
recently... But I think she continued her migration, because the nest is
empty now. Now the nest is starting to get worn down by the elements. It's
totally misshapen and falling apart. I wonder if the nest still smells like
those pretty birds. Or if their scent got carried away in the wind. I want
that nest more than anything...

Percy: Oh, I see. So that's why you've been staring up at that tree so
intently.

Velouria: The problem is, I don't know how I can get all the way up there.
That tree is way too tall to climb.

Percy: Wait... I know just what to do! Let me grab it for you!

Velouria: What? How is that possible?

Percy: Hey, Ace! Come on over here! We've got to fly on up to the top of that
tree! (Ace roars)

Velouria: Percy, be careful...

Percy: I got it! This is what you wanted, right?

Velouria: Percy, Ace... Thank you so much. I don't know what to say. I would
have just kept watching the nest fall apart without your help.

Percy: It's no problem. We were happy to help. Weren't we, Ace?

Velouria: I want to reward you two for your help. Why don't you smell the
nest first? Please, don't hold back.

Percy: That's OK. I think Ace and I are fine.

Velouria: Are you sure? I just know this is going to smell so good... *sniff
sniff... * Ahh, that is amazing. I'm so happy now...

Percy: Velouria, you sure are a strange one.
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Velouria A

Percy: Good morning, Velouria!

Velouria: Oh, Percy. I see you and Ace are spending the day together again.

Percy: Of course! Ace and I are best pals!

Velouria: Haha, you two really are inseparable. What are you getting up to
today?

Percy: Ace and I were gonna spend some time at the lake in a bit.

Velouria: The lake, huh? That sounds fun... Do you think maybe I could... go
with you?

Percy: Of course! That would be great. Why don't we head out now? I gotta
say, I'm pretty surprised that you even want to go. That seems unlike you,
Velouria. Didn't you say that it's easier to be by yourself?

Velouria:Yes, I did. It is more simple to spend time alone with your
thoughts... But sometimes I like company. Depending on the person, of course.

Percy: Oh. So you must like Ace and me then.

Velouria: Yes, I do. You're both very good people.

Percy: Ha ha ha! Velouria, Ace is a dragon!

Velouria: I really appreciate you two getting that nest for me. It was very
thoughtful... I feel like you're both my close friends now. I don't really
have very many.

Percy: Really? I'm so glad to hear you say that! I feel exactly the same way.

Velouria: Hahaha... Thank you, Percy.

Percy: What are we waiting for? Let's go down to the lake already! I think
Ace and I are going to do some swimming. What about you, Velouria?

Velouria: I think I'll look around for some fossils when we get there.
Apparently they're buried all around that area. So I'll transform into a wolf
and start digging. Hopefully I find something good.

Percy: Wow, really? That's so interesting. Could we maybe search with you?

Velouria: Really? You want to? That sounds like a lot of fun to me.

Percy: Yeah! Let's go track down some fossils!

Velouria: OK!
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Velouria S

Percy: Velouria! There you are!

Velouria: Oh, Percy. Did something happen?

Percy: Look at what I found.

Velouria: Oh, it's the nest of a migratory bird. Wow, I've never seen one
that large before. It's clearly gotten a lot of sunlight, huh? Hmm, there's a
pleasant smell wafting through the air... *sniff sniff* How did you find
this, Percy?

Percy: Ace and I were just riding around and enjoying the sights. Then we
found this old nest sitting on top of a roof.

Velouria: Oh, so that's it... You would never be able to see that from the
ground. There's no way I could have found it.

Percy: Here! Take it, Velouria!

Velouria: What? I can have this? Thank you so much. This makes me really
happy. But I have a question. Why are you giving it to me?

Percy: That was why I took it in the first place. Ace and I were searching
for something that you would enjoy.

Velouria: You did all of this just for me?

Percy: Yeah, we did. You're our good friend. Why wouldn't we?

Velouria: Percy, I don't know what to say...

Percy: We just wanted to make you happy. I thought the nest might help.

Velouria: Thank you so much. I'm glad that we've become friends. You're
important to me too.

Percy: That's really nice to hear.

Velouria: I will always treasure this bird's nest.

Percy: I'm just glad that you like it.

Velouria: Would you like to join me the next time I go out hunting for
treasures, Percy?

Percy: Of course! That would be a ton of fun! But, Velouria... Wouldn't I
just get in the way? I don't want to slow you down.

Velouria: No, it would be more enjoyable to search together. I have a feeling
that I might find even more goodies if we work together.

Percy: Yeah! Let's go see what we can scrounge. Though I doubt there'll be
any treasure better than you, Velouria!

Velouria: Oh, Percy...
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D3. Midori C

Percy: Hiyah! Gah! HIYAAAAAAAH!

Midori: Every time I see you, you're practicing with that axe! You're such a
hard worker!

Percy: Thanks, Midori. I gotta take my training seriously so I can be like
Pop!

Midori: Heehee. Your father is your hero, huh?

Percy: Of course! Pop is the most valiant knight out there... even if he's a
bit unlucky.

Midori: Unlucky? What do you mean?

Percy: One time, he was out for a walk, and a sinkhole opened up and
swallowed him! Or there's the time a mama dragon mistook him for her baby and
flew him to her nest! No matter what happens to Pop, he never gets
discouraged! He always gives his best.

Midori: Wow. That's really impressive. No wonder you look up to him so much.

Percy: That's why I've gotta keep training! I plan on being a valiant knight
just like my pop!

Midori: That's great, but I don't think training alone will do it. Don't
knights have a code? I think you're supposed to learn to be proper and have
good manners.

Percy: Hmm... You might be right.

Midori: Well, don't sweat it. I'd be happy to teach you a thing or two about
etiquette.

Percy: Really?! That would be amazing! Thanks, Midori!

Midori: No problem! Just leave it to me.
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Midori B

Midori: All right, Percy. Are you ready to learn some manners?

Percy: Yeah! I can't wait!

Midori: Good! We're going to start with proper dining etiquette. Why don't
you show me how you normally eat?

Percy: You got it, Midori! Time to dig in! NOMNOMNOM! MMMM! NOMNOMNOMNOM!

Midori: Percy! What is wrong with you?! That was terrible!

Percy: Huh? Wh-what do you mean?

Midori: You used your hands! You were chewing with your mouth open! And don't
even get me started on not using a napkin! That was disgusting!

Percy: I've gotta remember all those rules? Sheesh! Manners are hard!

Midori: Don't get discouraged already! We're going to start from the very
beginning.

Percy: OK! Sounds good. Pop wouldn't give up!

Midori: No, he wouldn't. Let's begin with our utensils. See how I hold the
chopsticks? They are supported by my thumb and ring finger.

Percy: I don't see what this has to do with being a knight! I can hold an axe
just fine.

Midori: Percy, we talked about this! Knights live by a code, and that
includes manners!

Percy: OK. I'll try! Oops! The chopstick snapped in two.

Midori: That was too much pressure, but that's OK. I planned ahead. I brought
extras!

Percy: Thanks, Midori!

Midori: You're doing your best! I'm not giving up on you, so don't you give
up either! Now let's practice unfolding our napkins...
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Midori A

Midori: In addition to proper manners at the dinner table, a knight should be
clean at all times. I'm going to show you how to stay neat and tidy-on the
battlefield and off!

Percy: Neat and tidy?! How am I supposed to do that?

Midori: We'll take it step by step. Why don't you summon your dragon? We'll
start there.

Percy: OK! Ace! Here, boy!
(Ace roars)

Midori: Whoa, whoa! You can't hop on just yet!

Percy: Huh? What's wrong?

Midori: Ace's saddle looks filthy! You should wipe it down before and after
every ride!

Percy: That sounds like a lot of work! Ace and I always end up covered in
mud!

Midori: Exactly! Taking proper care of your equipment will help you stay neat
and tidy! If you want to be a valiant knight, then you've got to stay clean!
Here's a towel.
Percy:
OK. Thanks, Midori. ... Hey, wait! What's that little girl doing over there?

Midori: Hmm. I don't know. I don't see her mother or father anywhere, do you?

Percy: No, and she's about to fall into that lake! Come on, Ace! We've gotta
save her! (Ace roars)

Midori: Percy, wait! You didn't finish cleaning your saddle!

Percy: There's no time! FLY, ACE!
(Time passes)

Percy: Whew! I'm back. Sorry about that, Midori. I had to go find her mother.
That little girl's safe and sound now. Are you ready to continue?

Midori: Uh, Percy... I'm having second thoughts.

Percy: Second thoughts? About what?

Midori: When that little girl was in danger, you sprang into action at once!
If you'd taken the time to clean your saddle first, you might have been too
late. Maybe these rules are getting in the way.

Percy: You have a point. If I'm going to be a valiant knight, I've got to be
ready! Still, it's good to know the proper way to do things. I appreciate
your help.

Midori: Really? Thanks!

Percy: Yep. Now let's get back to work! What else are you gonna teach me
today?

Midori: I have a few more ideas...

Percy: Good! Let's get started!
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Midori S

Midori: It's such a beautiful day, Percy. The sun's out. The wind is rippling
through the trees. I'm so glad you invited me on this walk.

Percy: Of course! ... This looks like a nice spot to rest for a while. Would
you like to sit?

Midori: That sounds good. I'll just settle down under this tree...

Percy: Wait! You might get dirty! Let me spread this blanket on the ground
first.

Midori: Oh, my! Aren't you prepared?! That's very chivalrous of you.

Percy: Is the breeze too cold? Here, let me give you my jacket.

Midori:
Goodness, Percy! That's not necessary! Where'd you learn all this?

Percy: Oh, uh... nowhere. Would you care for some tea? Just give me one
second. I'll brew some in this jar. Be right back!

Midori: That sounds great! Huh. What's Percy doing over there? Is he reading
a book?

Percy: ... All right. Here we are with your hot tea. Allow me to pour you a
cup.

Midori: Thank you. ... So, Percy, what is that book you were reading?

Percy: Huh?! What book?

Midori: I saw you hiding behind that tree flipping through a book just now!
What was it?

Percy: I have no idea what you're talking about!

Midori: Don't try to hide it from me! I know you were reading something.

Percy: Oh... THIS book?

Midori: Uh... does that say, "A Gentleman's Guide to Wooing the Lady of Your
Dreams"? The lady of your dreams?! ... You don't mean me, do you?

Percy: Yep! I know how much you like manners, so I wanted to impress you.

Midori: Well, you sure did!

Percy: Really?!

Midori: Yeah! You read an entire book just for me! And you put up with my
etiquette classes!

Percy: But I wasn't a very good student.

Midori: That's not true! Just look at you today. Your manners were excellent!

Percy: They were?

Midori: Yes, Percy! You've swept me off of my feet like a true knight in
shining armor!

Percy: YAY! I did it! I did it!

Midori: Heehee. Yes, you did. I've fallen head over heels for you.

Percy: I love you, Midori!

Midori: I love you too, Percy.
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D3. Sophie C

Percy: Sophie! I'm calling you out!

Sophie: Percy? What's gotten into you?

Percy: My dragon, Ace, is super strong. But your horse, Avel, is pretty good,
too. I want to settle once and for all which of them is the better steed!

Sophie: Oho... Interesting idea, Percy! You're on! Avel's a little too
headstrong to listen to what I tell him... But when he's of a mind to, he's
the fastest, strongest horse of them all!

Percy: And my Ace is the best dragon there is! He'll make Avel look like a
joke!

Sophie: But how do we pit them against each other? I'd hate to have them
fight.

Percy: Why not just race them? Though Ace would be flying, so maybe that's
not fair...

Sophie: Psh! That doesn't matter to us! When Avel gets up a good head of
steam, he might as well be flying too!

Percy: Yessss! It's on now! Let's fly, Ace!

Sophie: Mount up, Avel!

Percy: Hey... where's Ace? Huh. Did I forget to bring him along with me
today...?
(Horse whinny)

Sophie: W-wait! Avel! Where are you going?! That's the wrong way! AVEEEEEEEL!

Percy: B-be right back! I'm gonna go get Ace!
(Percy leaves)

Sophie: I've gotta stop Avel! Oh, Avel, please wait! WAIT FOR MEEEE!
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Sophie B

Percy: Sophie!

Sophie: Percy. I'm ready for you this time.

Percy: Today we're deciding once and for all whether Ace or Avel is the
better steed!

Sophie: You got that right! I can't wait! Well... I say that, but... we're
gonna have to wait, because Avel went charging off somewhere.

Percy: Whaaaaat?! He's missing AGAIN?

Sophie: I shudder to think what he must be up to somewhere...

Percy: We've gotta find him, then! Me and Ace will help!

Sophie: You sure, Percy? It's really my problem...

Percy: Nah, I'm worried too. I mean, I bet you're right... Avel probably IS
ruining someone's day somewhere.

Sophie: Y-yeah. I'm worried about my horse, but I'm even more worried about
whoever's in his path.

Percy: I'll take to the air with Ace to see if I can't spot Avel from above!

Sophie: OK! While you're doing that, I'll check all the places I know he
likes to go. There's a lot of them, though... I hope I can get to them all.

Percy: Why don't you ride Avel? That way, you can cover more ground.

Sophie: Good thinking, Percy! It shouldn't take me long to check on
horseback! Here, Avel! It's time for you to strut your stuff!

Percy: ... Oh. Right.

Sophie: Yeaaahhh... I kinda forgot...

Percy: Whoops.

Sophie: Never mind Ace and Avel... We need to get our own acts together
first...

Percy: Yeah... I think you hit the nail on the head...
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Sophie A

Percy: Sophie! Today's the day for real!

Sophie: Yep. Nothing's gonna get in our way this time.

Percy: We're finally finding out who's better: Ace or Avel!

Sophie: Heh heh... I hate to break it to you, but I already know the answer
to that one. Don't count Avel out because he's going up against a dragon-
you'll be surprised!

Percy: Hey, Ace isn't just any dragon! He's the strongest dragon in the whole
wide world!

Sophie: OK, so how do we decide who wins? What are we judging by?

Percy: I came up with a few contests that would be fair for both a horse and
a dragon. Like a speed-eating showdown, or a weight-pulling race. What do you
think?

Sophie: Uh... hold that thought.

Percy: Why? What's wrong?

Sophie: Don't look now, but...

Percy: Uh-oh, don't tell me- Wait, really? Ace and Avel are... getting along?

Sophie: Yeah... it's almost unsettling. Avel usually wolfs down his food, but
he's actually sharing with Ace this time!

Percy: When did they get so close?

Sophie: Good question.

Percy: ...

Sophie: ...

Percy: Why don't we call off the contest?

Sophie: Yeah. I don't have the heart to go through with it now. Not after
seeing how close the two of them apparently are.

Percy: Yeah. We can still do something together, though! Let's all go for a
walk! There's a big open field not far off from here!

Sophie: I like this plan! Let's go!

Percy: And on the way, you can tell me stories about you and Avel.

Sophie: Only if you tell me about your adventures with Ace!

Percy: Glad to!
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Sophie S

Percy: Sophie!

Sophie: Oh, hey, Percy. What's up?

Percy: What's up? Uhmmm... A-Ace misses Avel, that's all!

Sophie: Oh! Let me go see if I can find Avel, then. Wait... where's Ace?

Percy: Oops! Dang it...

Sophie: What's going on here?

Percy: N-never mind! Golly, where could Ace have gone? He was right here a
minute ago! Haha!

Sophie: What's gotten into you, Percy?

Percy: OK, I lied! I'm sorry! The truth is... Ace has nothing to do with me
being here!

Sophie: Go on...

Percy: I was lonely for you. That's it, really.

Sophie: Huh. Well, OK. I don't see why you'd want to cover that up, though.
You can come visit me anytime! I don't mind.

Percy: Yeah, but... I don't even have a reason. I just... wanted to see you
really bad.

Sophie: Percy...

Percy: I think about you all the time... Even when I'm supposed to be doing
other stuff, my mind wanders and I think of you. Is that... weird?
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Sophie: Aw, Percy. No, it's not weird at all. In fact, I think it's sweet
that you think about me so much. It gives me warm fuzzies inside.

Percy: It... it does?

Sophie: So I meant what I said before about coming to see me whenever. Even
if you don't have a reason! I'll make sure to visit you sometimes, too.

Percy: If I don't need a reason, then I'll come see you every day! Wait...
Wouldn't it be easier if we just WERE together? Like, all the time?

Sophie: Hmm... yeah. Being together forever would make it simpler, it's true.
But we're just talking about spending time together... right? Let's not get
ahead of ourselves here...

Percy: OK! Whatever you say, Sophie! Let's visit each other whenever we can!
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Ignatius!

D4. Ophelia C

Ophelia: Thee! Over thither! Halt!

Ignatius: Ophelia?

Ophelia: Indeed. It is I, Ophelia Dusk! I have an augury for you of ill
things to come.

Ignatius: An augury? What is it?

Ophelia: Hold. The shroud parts... through the veil... I see them!

Ignatius: See what? Who do you see?

Ophelia: The auras of departed things, lapping up the vapors that trail
behind you...

Ignatius: Vapors?! It wasn't me, I swear! It was the dog!

Ophelia: Not that! I mean the vapors of fear you exude. Spirits are feeding
on them. Do you not sense them? Their breath caressing the nape of your neck?
Can you not hear their whispers in your ear? Hearken to me! Ghosts saturate
the air around you! Ghosts! Wo-o-o-o! Spooky!

Ignatius: What?! Stop it! There's no such thing as ghosts!

Ophelia: There are. You of all people should be able to sense their presence.
After all, it appears these ones have accompanied you for quite some time- Oh
no...

Ignatius: What? What is it?

Ophelia: DUCK!

Ignatius: AAAAAIIIIIEEEEEEE!

Ophelia: Heehee. Just kidding. Did I scare you?

Ignatius: ...

Ophelia: Hm? Hey, Ignatius? Ignatius. Say "veridical" if you can hear me!

Ignatius: ...

Ophelia: Oh fennel! He fainted! I'm sorry, Ignatius! I'll wake you up with my
wake-up spell! Abra Debabra Ca-wakey! ... Oh no! Ignatius! Ignatius, you've
got to get up! You're on fire!
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Ophelia B

Ophelia: Oh! Ignatius!

Ignatius: ...

Ophelia: H-hey! Don't ignore me!

Ignatius: You are a terrible person. Please be terrible elsewhere.

Ophelia: Aw, c'mon! Are you still mad about the other day? But I apologized
like twice! And that patch where your hair got burned off is barely
noticeable! If you comb over it a little, I'm sure nobody would have any
idea!

Ignatius: Ghk.

Ophelia: Hmph. So you're just gonna keep being a sourpuss about it? Well fine
then! Go on, keep making that face! You'll just attract more evil spirits!
Hmph!

Ignatius: What?! I can attract spirits with my face? Is that true?

Ophelia: Of course it is! Evil spirits feed off of negative emotions!

Ignatius: S-so... I've got to make a happy face? H-how's this? Do I look
happy enough now?

Ophelia: Wow! You're a natural, kid! You'd make a fine apprentice, y'know.
Now, to further protect you, I'll even give you this periapt to grant you
good luck. Now sit, put this on, and receive my boon!

Ignatius: Right here? OK.

Ophelia: O, hear me, ones who walked the world many ages before us! Fold now
your spirits to my will! Grant this child Fortune's shield! Felicity! I call
upon you and bound thee to my service!

Ignatius: Aghp! Ophelia! Blech! What are you throwing at me?

Ophelia: Huh? It's just sal... er... silver! Blessed silver grains given us
by benevolent spirits.

Ignatius: Uh-huh. Sure. So YOU're the culprit behind the missing saltshakers.

Ophelia: Shush! I cannot concentrate with all of this prattle! The spirits
call for silence. Or would you prefer I accidentally summon evil, spooky,
knight-eating spirits instead?

Ignatius: N-no...

Ophelia: That's the spirit! Pun intended! O ancestors! Spirits of ash and
azure, vault and soil! Hear me! Imbue this silver with your power, and
through it, the one who sits here. Wipe misfortune from his fate... ... ...
Aaaand you're good to go! Thanks and come again!

Ignatius: Oh. Uh... OK. Did it work?

Ophelia: How am I supposed to know? I'm a mage, not a scientist.

Ignatius: What?!

Ophelia: I guess we should just keep an eye out for good luck. If you have
some, it worked! If so, please let me know! I'm dying to know if this charm
is a dud or the real deal!

Ignatius: You mean you haven't even tested it?!

Ophelia: There you go, making that angry face again. Say hi to my evil spirit
friends for me!

Ignatius: AH! Er, I mean- G-ahaha! I'm happy! Oh so happy! Thank you,
Ophelia! You're the best! I forgive you a million times over! Ahahaha
ahaahaha!

Ophelia: Much better! You're welcome!
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Ophelia A

Ophelia: So, Ignatius, have you noticed any changes in your luck since my
magical ritual?

Ignatius: Hm...

Ophelia: Come on, out with it! Even little changes. Something!

Ignatius: Well, not really. But I think it's safe to say it had an effect.

Ophelia: Huh? How so?

Ignatius: I am still alive!

Ophelia: Huh?

Ignatius: The battlefield is a dangerous place. You never know which fight
will be your last. So the fact that I still draw breath alone means it must
have worked, right?

Ophelia: U-um, sure. That sounds... right! I'm a genius! Ha... haha... In
fact... it went so well that I think we should do another ritual soon! Maybe
I'll be able to work some bona fide miracles this time!

Ignatius: Miracles, huh?

Ophelia: Yup! I'll beseech the gods themselves to lend their power to my
spell!

Ignatius: And what would these miracles do, exactly?

Ophelia: Wellllll... if you're in danger, maybe a thunderbolt will strike
your enemies! Or maybe serious emotional trauma will unlock your hidden
martial potential! Just like that swordsman with the cursed hand Father
always told me about!

Ignatius: Wow! Really?

Ophelia: Of course really! I have to be able to learn to work miracles like
those! Because... if I could, none of our friends will have to die anymore,
right? I'd be able to protect them...

Ignatius: Ophelia...

Ophelia: Buuut until I can, I'll need a guinea pig to test my rituals out on.
That's where you come in!

Ignatius: Uhhhhh...
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Ophelia S

Ophelia: Book after book after book, and none of them have the answers! It's
as if Fate itself conspires against my efforts!

Ignatius: Ophelia? Something the matter?

Ophelia: YES! Yes, something is the matter!

Ignatius: O-OK. No need to shout. What's wrong?

Ophelia: It's my quest for miracle spells! You remember, right? I still
haven't found a single clue about how to cast them! Even accounts of them are
impossible to come by, let alone instructions!

Ignatius: Well, sure. They wouldn't be miraculous if they were common, right?

Ophelia: I guess not... Maybe I should just give up. I mean, how can I save
people from death if I can't even perform a few lousy miracles?

Ignatius: Hm. ...

Ophelia: Ignatius? Why are you kneeling?

Ignatius: May I have your hand, Ophelia? I must say something to you.

Ophelia: O-OK...

Ignatius: I believe in you, Ophelia, and I believe in your dreams. I think
you have a noble heart. Therefore, I would like to pledge myself to you, if
you will have me. I want to help you any way I can to master the art of
miracle casting.

Ophelia: Ignatius...

Ignatius: However, I cannot pretend my reasons are entirely selfless. I... I
also love you, Ophelia. And would be honored if you would have me.

Ophelia: Oh, Ignatius! I will. Of course I will! I love you too!

Ignatius: Truly? Thank you, my love! I promise to serve you forevermore.

Ophelia: Perfect! Because there's a new spell I've been wanting to try out on
someone. But don't worry! Chances of instant fatality are, like, practically
zero!

Ignatius: Of course. Use me as you will. Wait, did you just say "fatality"?

Ophelia: No take-backs! Teehee!
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D4. Nina C

Ignatius: Hm...

Nina: Ehehehehe. Yeah! Now kiss! Oooh! Now he's blushing!

Ignatius: Nina? Did you need something?

Nina: GAH! He spotted me!

Ignatius: Nina?

Nina: H-he's talking to me... Oh no. Think, Nina! What do I do? Oh man, oh
man, oh man... I'm no good with guys! There's got to be somewhere to hide
around here!

Ignatius: You're mumbling to yourself. Can you hear me? Are you OK?

Nina: Y-yes, I can hear you! Did you need something?

Ignatius: That's my line. ... Were you, ah, stalking me? To tell you the
truth, I'd be relieved. I thought it was a spirit or an enemy.

Nina: Huh? Stalking you? Hahahahahahaha! You're so funny! And such
imagination!

Ignatius: Oh... so... it wasn't you? OK... Well, either way, please don't
follow me, OK? I'm going to my tent now...

Nina: Psh! You couldn't pay me enough to follow you!

Ignatius: OK. Later.
(Ignatius leaves)

Nina: Aww... He left. I hope I didn't make him mad. I didn't mean to be rude.
*sigh* Talk about a total failure... Man... I just wanted to watch Ignatius
talk to another guy. Was that so much to ask?
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Nina B

Nina: Ah. This is the life! Loafing around town, examining the goods... (Ooh,
those two boys over there are especially cute!) Time just flies right by!
Heehee.

Ignatius: Nina... Why are you hiding behind this building?

Nina: Bah. You again? I'm not hiding! And even if I was, what's it to you?

Ignatius: Uh-huh. You were watching those two guys over there, weren't you?

Nina: Yes, fine, I was! Now will you leave me alone? I'm quite busy, as you
can see.

Ignatius: Huh? Hey! Those two... They just pocketed that woman's wallet!

Nina: Oh! You're right! What jerks. They just HAD to go and spoil my
fantasies...

Ignatius: Fantasies?

Nina: Huh? Fantasies? I didn't say anything about fantasies. You should get
your hearing checked, big guy.

Ignatius: ... As you say. And I apologize for hassling you about your
watching those guys. I should have realized you were doing it in order to
expose their thievery.

Nina: S-sure. Something like that. I'm surprised you figured that out. Very
perceptive! Now, I need to get moving if I'm going to catch them. I can't
allow such ignoble thieves to get away!

Ignatius: Very good. I will join you.

Nina: Huh?

Ignatius: You'll be outnumbered if you go alone. And they don't look like
pushovers. Even I'm sort of scared of the big one... I can't just let you
take them on alone.

Nina: Huh? You're worried about me?

Ignatius: Of course I am. You're my friend, aren't you?

Nina: Huh. I think I had the wrong idea about you. Maybe you're not as scary
and grumpy as you look.

Ignatius: Um... thanks? Can we talk about this later, though? If they turn
that corner, we're going to lose them.

Nina: Oh! Right! Let's go!
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Nina A

Nina: Hey, Ignatius.

Ignatius: Mm? What do you need, Nina?

Nina: Remember those two thieves we caught the other day? Well, I wanted to
say th... um... th... at I would have been fine on my own. I mean, you don't
really have any experience stealing or sneaking. I wouldn't have needed
protecting if you hadn't alarmed them.

Ignatius: ... Heh. Hahaha.

Nina: What's so funny?

Ignatius: I think I understand you better now. I was wondering why you were
always so rude to me. But it's starting to make sense. You're just really,
really bad at talking to people, aren't you?

Nina: Er, ah, well, maaaybe with SOME people... Like... men people, mostly.

Ignatius: So, what you actually wanted to say to me today was "thank you,"
right? It was on the tip of your tongue, right up until you started blushing.
Haha.

Nina: Th-that's crazy! Why would I do that? If I wanted to thank you, I could
do it! I-I could totally say it. Th-th-th-th-thank you! See? S-satisfied?

Ignatius: Ahahaha. Sure. I'm satisfied.

Nina: *sigh* Whatever. Think what you want! I guess it's not so bad. I've got
you figured out too, after all.

Ignatius: Oh?

Nina: You're a loner, you've no idea how to talk to others, and you're sort
of a scaredy-cat. Buuuuuuut... you're also kind and reliable. And you watch
out for your friends.

Ignatius: I don't know what you're talking about.

Nina: Oh, don't give me your cool-guy act. I know what I know.

Ignatius: Hmph. Well... maybe you're right. Maybe.

Nina: Huh? Are you blushing? Heheheh. I guess you CAN be cute when you want
to be. I like you. You're not daydream material, but I guess I could stand
being your friend. At least, I could if you try to look cute a little more
often.

Ignatius: Heh. You are one strange girl, Nina.
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Nina S

Ignatius: Nina...

Nina: Ignatius? What's wrong?

Ignatius: Do you still think of me as a dependable friend?

Nina: What a weird question. Of course I do!

Ignatius: I see. And... do you think of me as anything else?

Nina: I mean, I guess. Sure. You're a comrade, a knight, a nice guy, a
scaredy-cat, a- Er, Ignatius? Why the grimace?

Ignatius: I don't want to be friends with you, Nina.

Nina: What? Why?! Did I do something to offend you again? I'm sorry. I know I
was rude to you before, but I thought I'd gotten better. Please, if there's
anything I can do to make things right again, just tell me.

Ignatius: No, you don't understand. What I mean is that I... I want to be
more than friends.

Nina: Say whaaaaaaa?

Ignatius: I don't want us to just be friends. I want us to be together. As
partners.

Nina: You mean, like, together-together? Like, partner-partners?

Ignatius: Yes. Partner-partners. I never would have guessed I'd feel this way
when we met. But as we grew to know one another, behind the masks... I fell
for you. You're the most adorable girl I've ever met. So, what do you say? Do
I have a chance?

Nina: H-hey! Cut it out with the puppy-dog eyes! You know I can't handle
those! I'll... I'll... start to daydream... Oooooh. Ehehehehehe.

Ignatius: Nina, please, snap out of it. Do you have an answer for me?

Nina: There's something you need to know about me, first. I like watching
guys have fun and talk with each other from the shadows. That's not going to
change just because you and I get involved, you know.

Ignatius: Yeah, yeah, I know. I wouldn't change that about you anyways. I
think it's cute. So, is that a yes?

Nina: Heehee. Yeah. You'll do. You'll do nicely.

Ignatius: Thank you, Nina. I was terrified you'd turn me down, but you've
made me so happy.

Nina: Oh man, you're so adorable when you're bashful! I could just eat you
up! Now, could I ask you for a favor? I just want you to stand next to that
guy and...
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D4. Soleil C

Soleil: Aww, look at all those cute girls. Just frolicking without a care in
the world. *sigh*

Ignatius: Soleil? What are you doing?

Soleil: Shh! Keep your voice down, Ignatius! They'll run away if you're too
loud!

Ignatius: Um, your "shh" was way louder than anything I said...

Soleil: Whatever. Just SHUT UP.

Ignatius: Are you... hunting something?

Soleil: You could say that. Heehee!

Ignatius: Wait a second. Are you hunting those girls down there? What exactly
do you have in mind?

Soleil: Nothing! ... OK, fine, I was going to sneak up on one of them and
pinch her as hard as I can. Is that so wrong?

Ignatius: Yes. Yes, I believe that that is wrong.

Soleil: Bah, you just don't know how to have fun. I should pinch YOU
sometime. You know, I've never even seen you smile.

Ignatius: That can't be true. Can it?
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Soleil B

Soleil: Wait, come back! Nooooo!

Ignatius: Soleil, are you stalking and scaring off random girls again?

Soleil: It's not stalking! But yeah, they keep getting scared away. Anyway,
what's with the face you're making? It's so creepy!

Ignatius: Really? I thought I was making a normal face. You seem like you're
always smiling. How do you do that?

Soleil: Aww, thanks for noticing! I always try to keep a smile on my face.
After all, it's hard to be in a bad mood when you're smiling. Why don't you
try it?

Ignatius: Do you smile even in the face of sadness and fear?

Soleil: Yeah! It's like punching sadness in the face. Take that, sadness!
Yah!

Ignatius: Well, that's pretty impressive. I have a hard time staying positive
when I'm sad.

Soleil: All you need is a little practice. Let's give it a try right now!
Just raise the corners of your mouth higher. Like this. See?

Ignatius: Like this?

Soleil: Er, not quite.

Ignatius: *sigh*

Soleil: Don't worry. I'll help you practice. Because that other face you made
is just... Let's not even talk about it.

Ignatius: Sorry. And thanks.
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Soleil A

Ignatius: Cheese. How's that?

Soleil: Better! You've come a long way, Ignatius!

Ignatius: Yeah? I don't look as intimidating?

Soleil: Not at all. Smile with confidence, my friend. If I had one
criticism... I'd say that you should avoid saying "cheese" every time you
smile.

Ignatius: This whole smiling thing is harder than it looks. But thank you for
your help.

Soleil: Aww, I haven't done much. You've got a great smile-you've just got to
learn how to use it! And how to hide away that scary, scowly face forever.

Ignatius: Heh...

Soleil: What? What's so funny?

Ignatius: Nothing. It's just strange how smiles work, isn't it? When I see
you smiling, it makes me want to smile. Isn't that kind of amazing?

Soleil: Really? That's probably the best compliment I've ever gotten. But
your smile makes me want to smile too. Let me see it again!

Ignatius: Cheese.

Soleil: Bwahaha! You said "cheese" again!

Ignatius: Did I? Gah, I was trying so hard not to...
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Soleil S

Ignatius: Soleil...

Soleil: Ignatius? Gah, you're making that face again!

Ignatius: Sorry. I'm just nervous.

Soleil: What's wrong? Something on your mind?

Ignatius: Well, yes...

Soleil: Remember, a smile is a punch to the face of unhappiness! So, rear
back and sock it to your sad feelings!

Ignatius: Thanks, Soleil. You always cheer me up.

Soleil: Boom, just like that! Gosh, you're sure handsome when you smile.
Anyway, what's on your mind?

Ignatius: Well, I have something for you. It's not much, but here it is.

Soleil: Aww, thanks! But why a sunflower?

Ignatius: Because this flower follows the direction of the sun, and it
reminds me of you. When people see flowers like these, they smile. It's the
same kind of effect you have on people.

Soleil: Ignatius, please. I'm very flattered, but comparing me to this
beautiful flower? It's too much. You're making me blush!

Ignatius: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable.

Soleil: It's OK. This is a sweet gift, and I'm so grateful for your
compliment. Thank you, Ignatius. Dang, I don't have anything for you in
return. Talk about awkward.

Ignatius: It's OK. I don't need anything.

Soleil: Wait, I know! You can have this... um... this hairpin! One of my
girlfriends gave it to me. Isn't it cute?

Ignatius: It's... a butterfly... I'm scared of butterflies.

Soleil: Oh... uh... Hoo boy, this is awkward!

Ignatius: No! I'll accept it anyway. I'll wear it with pride. And fear. But
mostly pride.

Soleil: Hooray! Good for you, Ignatius! Even if I know you're going to take
it off as soon as I leave, that means a lot to me.

Ignatius: You're welcome, Soleil. Your presence always helps me to smile, no
matter how much I'm screaming inside.

Soleil: Good! I'm so glad I taught you how to do it!
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D4. Velouria C

Velouria: Ignatius... what is that fantastic object you're holding?

Ignatius: Hello, Velouria. This old thing? It's just a good-luck charm.

Velouria: Well... it's breathtaking. The frayed threads. The asymmetrical
shape. It's wonderful art.

Ignatius: Um. I actually kind of messed this one up when I was making it...

Velouria: Nonsense. Hand it over-I'll treasure it until the end of time.

Ignatius: Are you sure you want this one? Because I could make a much better
one for you.

Velouria: No. I want that one. Worn down and distorted... scented with your
human musk...

Ignatius: I see. Can I ask you something?

Velouria: Certainly.

Ignatius: If I give this to you, what EXACTLY are you going to do with it?

Velouria: Well, I'll hold it tightly to my chest and sniff it as I fall
asleep. As anyone would.

Ignatius: Right. That actually makes me a little bit uncomfortable. So I'm
just going to keep it for now.

Velouria: Bah. Fine.
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Velouria B

Velouria: Well, if it isn't Ignatius. Ignatius the Ungenerous.

Ignatius: *sigh* Hello, Velouria.

Velouria: *sniff* *sniff* That's odd. I don't smell that good-luck charm on
you. Tell me-where is it?

Ignatius: I buried it.

Velouria: You WHAT?

Ignatius: I was a little bit creeped out with the way you described it. So I
buried it deep underground.

Velouria: Where did you bury it? Tell me at once!

Ignatius: Yeah... the thing about that... I lit it on fire too.

Velouria: Noooo!

Ignatius: Relax! I made you a new one first. It's way better than that old
one.

Velouria: You understand NOTHING. A new one won't do!

Ignatius: And why not?

Velouria: The object you formerly possessed was imbued with TIME and DECAY.
The subtle deterioration of its form was sublimely beautiful. A new object
can never possess these qualities!

Ignatius: That actually... kind of makes sense. I'm sorry.

Velouria: I'm devastated. I'll never find its equal...

Ignatius: Look, I'm really sorry.

Velouria: What's done is done. Just promise me you'll never destroy another
work of art.

Ignatius: You have my word.

Velouria: Great. Now... do I smell another interesting object nearby? What
are you carrying in that bag?

Ignatius: This? It's just garbage. Some old, oily rags.

Velouria: Give them to me at once.

Ignatius: You want old, stinky rags? I think there may be some rotten fruit
in there as well.

Velouria: Ignatius... what did you just promise me?

Ignatius: To never destroy a work of art. Wait... what?! You think this is
art too?

Velouria: Don't question me. Just hand it over.

Ignatius: Suit yourself...
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Velouria A

Velouria: Hello, Ignatius.

Ignatius: What's wrong? You look even more serious than usual.

Velouria: I must apologize. The other day, you offered me a new good- luck
charm, and I refused it. I will accept your gift. Please give it to me.

Ignatius: But I thought you didn't want a new one.

Velouria: It's not ideal. But it is worse to behave as rudely as I did.

Ignatius: No need to apologize. I wasn't offended- I promise. Anyway, it
looks like the new charm is working already. Because I just so happen to have
it in my pocket right now. Here you go!

Velouria: Thank you, Ignatius. *sniff* *sniff* Just as I suspected. It smells
of nothing.

Ignatius: Right. Like I said, it's brand new.

Velouria: Well, I will treasure and fondle it, eventually giving it a new
personality. And I have something for you as well.

Ignatius: Oh, you don't need to worry about that.

Velouria: Would you accept... this?

Ignatius: Gods... What is that THING? Broken bones cinched together with oily
rags? And is that... a fragment of a sword piercing a skull? At least it's
not a human skull. Right? RIGHT?

Velouria: No, of course not. This is my good-luck charm for you.

Ignatius: This is meant to bring GOOD luck?

Velouria: Yes. I handcrafted it from a number of treasures I've collected
over the years. Each object has its own history and story to tell.

Ignatius: Honestly, it looks cursed. Is it cursed? I don't want to sleep in
the same place as a cursed object...

Velouria: Well, when I slept with this object near to my heart the other
night... I felt paralyzed by the gaze of an unknown spirit. It was as if she
was standing over me as I slept. It was an indescribably beautiful
experience.

Ignatius: That's horrifying!

Velouria: So this is a mysterious charm, but it was made with good
intentions. I do hope you will accept it.

Ignatius: I suppose I owe you one...

Velouria: Thank you, Ignatius. I'm so glad it'll be at home with you.

Ignatius: Yeah. Me too. *gulp*
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Velouria S

Ignatius: Hello, Velouria. I've got something for you. I was going to throw
it out, but...

Velouria: Oh, how lovely. I've always wanted a chair like this.

Ignatius: Yup. I figured you might like it. Since it's missing a leg.

Velouria: Indeed. This piece is rich in irony.

Ignatius: Let me ask you a question. Do you like ANY new things at all?

Velouria: Certainly! But it depends on the thing. New things can be beautiful
in different ways.

Ignatius: In that case... what do you think about this ring?

Velouria: Ah, let's have a look! Hmm. It's quite shiny. The stone is large
and unblemished. It's very well crafted, but I'm afraid this ring doesn't
have a soul.

Ignatius: Oh.

Velouria: Where did you get this object, anyway? It's clearly sized for a
female human.

Ignatius: I was going to give it to you.

Velouria: Oh!

Ignatius: Yeah. But I suppose now maybe I shouldn't.

Velouria: Ignatius! Please... give me that ring!

Ignatius: But you said it has no soul!

Velouria: That I did. And I was telling the truth. But if I were to wear this
ring for years, it could become my most valuable treasure.

Ignatius: Velouria...

Velouria: The ring will become scratched in battle. Engraved by time and
experience. It will lose its sparkle but shine with our shared memories over
the years. Yes, Ignatius... I believe this ring will suit me quite well.

Ignatius: Then... you will accept it?

Velouria: With pleasure.
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D4. Midori C

Midori: Argh! This is going to take all day...

Ignatius: Hello, Midori. Are you looking for something?

Midori: Ignatius! Yes, I am! Could you do me a big favor? Could you lift up
that big rock for a minute?

Ignatius: This one here? No problem. HUP!

Midori: Oh, YES! I've hit the mother lode.

Ignatius: The mother lode of what? Is it something under the rock? I can't
really see while I'm holding this thing...

Midori: Oh! Just go ahead and set it down. Sorry! I should have told you that
you didn't need to keep holding it. Look, it's just what I needed for my
salve!

Ignatius: GAH! Bugs?! Get 'em away! Get 'em away!

Midori: Yep! These bugs contain a type of protein that helps make my medicine
work. I've just got to dry them out and then grind them up into powder.

Ignatius: Ugh, that's disgusting. *BLEHHH*

Midori: Oh no! Are you all right? Do you need some medicine? I've got a
little bit ready right now.

Ignatius: Does it contain more bugs? Forget it. I'm fine. If you don't need
any more help, I'll see you around.
(Ignatius leaves)

Midori: Oh, poor guy.
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Midori B

Midori: Hey, Ignatius! Are you feeling better?

Ignatius: Midori? Uh, no. You better stay away.

Midori: What? You're still sick? Maybe I can help. Let me take a look.

Ignatius: No, no, it's all right. You have your... ingredients... with you,
don't you?

Midori: Of course! You never know when a healing salve or some medicine could
be handy.

Ignatius: Yeah. And those are generally made out of bugs?

Midori: Heehee! No, they're not ALL bugs. Although I do have one here that's
mostly made out of cockroach legs. If you have a headache, it'll fix you
right up. Wanna try it?

Ignatius: No, my head has literally never felt better in my entire life.

Midori: Well, what is it, then? What's bothering you?

Ignatius: It's nothing. Just please stay away.

Midori: Oh! I see. You must be contagious.

Ignatius: Yes. Yes, that's it. I don't want anyone else catching what I've
got.

Midori: Well, you're in good hands. I'll have you feeling better in a jiffy!

Ignatius: With medicine? It's really not necessary...

Midori: Please! Trust me. You're looking really pale.

Ignatius: Yes, I know...

Midori: I have just the thing. Hang on-just let me mix up a fresh batch...

Ignatius: I... I have to go. Excuse me.

Midori: But your medicine is almost ready! See? It's bubbling.

Ignatius: No! Get it away!

Midori: What's wrong with you?
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Midori A

Ignatius: Hello, Midori. I need to speak with you.

Midori: Hi, Ignatius. You look like you're feeling better. What's going on?

Ignatius: I just wanted to apologize for running away from you the other day.
I know you were only trying to help.

Midori: Yeah, I was wondering why you just sprinted away all of a sudden. I
was really worried about you!

Ignatius: Again, I'm sorry. I feel terrible that you were worried.

Midori: It's no big deal. I'm just glad to see you're feeling better!

Ignatius: Yes. Well, to be honest, I wasn't really sick.

Midori: What?! But you looked awful!

Ignatius: Yes. It was the idea of your medicine that was making me feel ill.

Midori: You're actually starting to look a little pallid again. I've got just
the thing.

Ignatius: No, I'm fine...

Midori: Look, if you want to make up for being a jerk and running away...
please try some of my special pick-me-up juice!

Ignatius: Is it supposed to be green like that? And what are those chunks?

Midori: Don't worry. It's 100 percent natural!

Ignatius: All right...

Midori: Now, I want you to take a big gulp and swallow it right down. If you
feel some chunks, just try chewing a little bit!

Ignatius: Chew it?! I thought this was juice!

Midori: It is! But if you feel something moving, just bite down and swallow
quickly.

Ignatius: Gods. Here goes nothing. *gulp* *squish* *squish* *gulp*

Midori: Well? Feel the energy flowing through your body?

Ignatius: I... I'm not sure. Maybe?

Midori: Yay! Just let me know if you want some more. I'd be happy to make it
for you anytime.

Ignatius: Thanks. It actually tasted pretty good! What were those chunky
things, though?

Midori: Ah! The secret ingredient! Those were raw pill bugs. The same ones
you helped me find under that big rock!

Ignatius: Bugs?! *BLAAAAAH*
(Ignatius falls)

Midori: Oh no! Did I kill him? What kind of medicine should I use to revive
him? I don't know if I have the right bugs!
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Midori S

Ignatius: Hello, Midori.

Midori: Ignatius... you're alive! But you look sick again. What's wrong?

Ignatius: No, I'm fine.

Midori: Are you sure? Your face is bright red. The last time you said you
were fine, you passed out in a puddle of your own vomit.

Ignatius: Yes. Unfortunately, I remember it well.

Midori: Well, just sit down so I can take your temperature. You might have a
fever.

Ignatius: What are you doing?

Midori: Stop squirming! This is how my mother taught me to take a
temperature. I just press my forehead against yours. There! All done. You do
feel pretty warm. I should probably check your pulse too.

Ignatius: Um, OK...

Midori: Oh no! Your heart is racing! You must be really sick.

Ignatius: Midori, listen to me. I'm not sick. I'm just... a little nervous.

Midori: Nervous? Why?

Ignatius: Because I promised myself that I'd finally tell you how I feel
today.

Midori: What do you mean? How do you feel?

Ignatius: Well, even though you keep bugs in your pockets... I like you.

Midori: What? Where is this coming from? I don't know what to say!

Ignatius: Sorry. I know it's kind of out of the blue.

Midori: No, it's not that. It's just... Well, maybe it IS that. I think I
have feelings for you too. But they're unlike anything I've felt before.

Ignatius: I see...

Midori: Oh, my heart is racing! I feel really hot. What's wrong with me? Did
I catch whatever you had the other day?

Ignatius: I hope so-because all I was suffering from was a secret crush on
you. And moderate-to-severe bug poisoning, of course.

Midori: Oh no. If this is what love feels like, I'm going to need medicine.
Why don't we go pick some herbs and get to know each other a little better?

Ignatius: That sounds wonderful. Just no bugs today, all right?

Midori: Fair enough. I already have all the bugs I need, anyway. Right in
this pocket. See?
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D4. Sophie C

Sophie: Gah! What is that? Get it off! Get it off!

Ignatius: Heh. Hello, Sophie. That's an unusual dance you're performing.

Sophie: I'm not dancing-there's a bug crawling down my back!

Ignatius: What?! Yuck!

Sophie: Well, don't just stand there. Help me! Get it off! Get it off!

Ignatius: Um...

Sophie: Hurry! Get it off of me! I can't reach it myself! Please, help!

Ignatius: OK, don't move. Take a deep breath. *huff* *huff* *huff*

Sophie: Are you talking to yourself? What is going on? Can't you just help?

Ignatius: Why are you walking toward me? Don't come any closer! I'll... I'll
go call for help.

Sophie: Ignatius! Can't you see I'm desperate! Oh, wait. I think it's gone.

Ignatius: Whew. The deep breaths worked.

Sophie: What? No, they didn't. The bug just flew away on its own. Why
wouldn't you help me?

Ignatius: I, uh, wasn't sure I could squash the thing without hurting you.
It's like... I don't even know my own strength. Yeah, that works.

Sophie: I see. I don't believe you, but I see.

Ignatius: Believe me! I was praying to all the gods that the bug would leave
me alone.

Sophie: Leave YOU alone?

Ignatius: That's what I said, isn't it? Leave YOU alone. Jeez.

Sophie: Hmm.
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Sophie B

Sophie: Hey, Ignatius! How are you?

Ignatius: I'm fine. How are you, Sophie? Um, would you like some help with
that? It looks kind of heavy and awkward.

Sophie: Oh, no, thanks. As long as I don't touch the side where it's hot,
like this- AHHHHH!
(Glass breaks)

Ignatius: Are you all right? That's... a lot of soup.

Sophie: Yeah, I'm OK. I was really looking forward to eating this soup,
though! Oh, and your book!

Ignatius: I'm sure it will dry out. And then I can enjoy the delicious scent
of your soup until I finish reading it.

Sophie: Heehee! Well, I'm glad you have a sense of humor about it. How can I
make this up to you?

Ignatius: Please, it's nothing. I'm just glad you're not hurt.

Sophie: Well, thanks. But... are you sure you're not upset? You have such a
stern look on your face!

Ignatius: No, no, I'm fine. This is just how I look.

Sophie: Really? Prove it. Let's see a smile.

Ignatius: Certainly. Cheese.

Sophie: I knew it! You are mad!

Ignatius: *sigh*
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Sophie A

Sophie: Ignatius! Don't move!

Ignatius: What?! What is it?

Sophie: Just stay calm. Don't move. Annnnnd... I got it.

Ignatius: I really don't want to know, but I have to ask... What did you just
pluck off of my back?

Sophie: It's nothing. Just a tiny caterpillar. But I know how you dislike
bugs.

Ignatius: Yuck! Get it away! Get it away!

Sophie: Calm down! I'll set it down over here. Yeesh. You've really got to
work on this bug-phobia thing.

Ignatius: Why would you say that? I'm not THAT scared of bugs.

Sophie: Then why don't you go pick up that caterpillar with your bare hand?

Ignatius: Oh... gods... NO!

Sophie: I think I finally understand you, Ignatius.

Ignatius: How do you mean?

Sophie: Well, you don't show a lot of emotions with your face. But I can see
you feel things deeply.

Ignatius: Well, of course.

Sophie: But that's not all. I always see you on the front lines in battle.
But I know battle terrifies you! You must really treasure your friends to put
yourself in the line of fire like that.

Ignatius: Well, I don't know...

Sophie: And you're also really modest.

Ignatius: If you say so.

Sophie: Heh. See? You're making such a scary face, but I can tell you're
happy.

Ignatius: You're quite perceptive. Maybe you do understand me. You'd be one
of the first...
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Sophie S

Ignatius: Hello, Sophie.

Sophie: What's wrong, Ignatius? You look nervous.

Ignatius: How can you tell?

Sophie: Heh. I can read you like a book. So what's going on?

Ignatius: Well, I have something I want to ask you.

Sophie: Is something wrong? You look like you're going to be sick!

Ignatius: No, no, I'm fine.

Sophie: Are you sure? Can you just spit it out? You're making ME nervous now!

Ignatius: Will... will you... um... *ahem* Will you... go...

Sophie: Huh? Will I go... where?

Ignatius: Will you go out with me?

Sophie: What?! I wasn't expecting that!

Ignatius: It's just... you understand me so well. And I'd like to get to know
you better.

Sophie: Well, now I'm not sure I understand you at all! I did NOT see this
coming!

Ignatius: So is that a no?

Sophie: No! I mean, yes! Er, wait, I think I did actually mean no... Ugh,
this is too confusing. Let me put it this way-I will go out with you,
Ignatius! I just needed a moment to recover from the shock.

Ignatius: I'm so happy! Can you see it in my face?

Sophie: Heh! I sure can.
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Shigure!

D5. Ophelia C

Shigure: The maiden fair had golden hair! ? Unbraided, it spread everywhere!

Ophelia: What a lovely song. Is that Shigure who wields such an angelic
voice? He seems to have quite the audience. Birds! Gathered to hear him!

Shigure: Ah, Ophelia!

Ophelia: Please, continue. I didn't mean to interrupt a song of such
incredible power!

Shigure: Power? Oh, no. It's just a little ballad. I'm not like my mother.

Ophelia: But your voice has drawn in all these birds-hundreds of them.
Clearly some untold power within your heart is trickling out as you sing.

Shigure: Surely not. They must have been here when I arrived.

Ophelia: Perhaps. But then again, I read in a magic tome just yesterday...
There is power in song itself, at least for those you sing brilliantly. Those
who master singing can summon a bird of legend. It is the bird of birds, a
master of masters! Its song enchants all who hear it.

Shigure: How incredible!

Ophelia: I know many incredible things. Now, may I ask a favor of you?

Shigure: Oh-oh. Really, Ophelia, I just wanted to sing a bit to clear my
head.

Ophelia: You must summon this creature of legend! The bird of birds! Master
of masters! I think your singing is winning enough to lure this mystic fowl.

Shigure: Impossible, Ophelia.

Ophelia: What?! You must!

Shigure: I don't mean to be rude. I just don't think I can summon that bird.

Ophelia: Don't underestimate yourself. Did you not summon all these sacred
birds?

Shigure: They're not sacred. They're just... average, everyday, ordinary
birds.

Ophelia: I will prove that your voice has the power to summon the powerful.
You sang me to your side, after all.

Shigure: Well, if you insist... I'll do my best to call upon this legendary
bird.

Ophelia: No way. Seriously?!

Shigure: Yes. There's a forest nearby. Let's plan a trip there.

Ophelia: I can't wait, Shigure. We'll surely lure that magic fowl into the
open.
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Ophelia B

Shigure: All right, Ophelia. Here's a wood where I know are a lot of birds.

Ophelia: Ah! A place of power! I can feel it in my entire being! We'll be
certain to find that legendary bird here. Now, just sing it out of hiding.

Shigure: You're sure about this?

Ophelia: Sure as I can be. In truth, this bird is shrouded in mystery. Little
is known. Little more than its song enchants all who hear it.

Shigure: What? And we came all that way out here based on only that? Might as
well try this out... *ahem* Gather round to hear a merry tale! ? Of a boy who
stepped on a rusty nail!

Ophelia: It's working, Shigure. Look at all the birds-they're flocking near!
Pigeons, though. And crows. Maybe a sparrow or two. No legendary bird... Keep
singing. It's sure to work.

Shigure: The nail went through the boy's shoe! ? Up he leapt, and up he flew!

Ophelia: What a nice song, Shigure, and sung in such a pretty way. Our bird
is sure to be lured by such a heartfelt ode to a misplaced foot. Perhaps if I
help...? Legendary bird! Fantastic fowl! Hear our call! Buh-caw buh-caw!

Shigure: Ophelia... You're scaring the birds away.

Ophelia: Oh, I'm sorry. I was only trying to help.

Shigure: I know, but if this is going to work, you need to be patient. Birds
come and go in their own time.

Ophelia: You're right. I am at fault. I'm afraid I've thrown off the energy
of this place.

Shigure: Let's come back another time, when all these ruffled feathers are...
uh... not.

Ophelia: I'll lend my spells to the effort next time. Yes! I can amplify your
voice with gemstones of power!

Shigure: Th-that seems like a bad idea.

Ophelia: Here's what you do: get your mother's pendant and bring it next
time. With an artifact like that, your voice could call a shooting star!

Shigure: Please, no. I'll summon the bird of legend with only my own voice.

Ophelia: That's the spirit, Shigure. Truly, you are a birdmaster of eternity.
I look forward to seeing you warble your way to success.

Shigure: Ah, yes? Yes. I will.
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Ophelia A

Ophelia: No matter what you sing, we can't get that legendary bird to show
up...

Shigure: I've sung almost every song I know.

Ophelia: Maybe that bird is too picky.

Shigure: Or might not visit these woods.

Ophelia: After all your singing too...

Shigure: Perhaps this bird has flown off into legend-never to return.

Ophelia: It happens.

Shigure: Don't get upset, Ophelia. I know you wanted to hear that bird sing.
I know that I pale in comparison, but I'll be glad to sing for you.

Ophelia: You've been singing this whole time. Thank you, but it won't cheer
me up.

Shigure: This song will be different. Haven't you noticed how the birds sing
with me? Once they know my melody, they all start chirping along. It's
adorable.

Ophelia: They do? How could I have missed that?!

Shigure: My feathered friends and I will be glad to lighten your mood...
*ahem* Shall we sing of a summer's day? ? When cows are a-milk and eating
hay? Or shall we sing of a winter's night? ? When flakes are a-snow and lacy
white?

Ophelia: What sort of song is that, Shigure? It sounds like a campfire round.
The birds are singing! And I too... I wish to join you! Your melody stirs the
dusk of my soul, around and around and- Wait! Could it be?!

Shigure: What is it, Ophelia?

Ophelia: I'm enchanted to the core. I think I just heard the legendary bird.

Shigure: What? Where?!

Ophelia: As written in my magic tome, the bird enchants all who hear it.
Also-I just remembered-that innumerable voices will join the song. You're the
bird, Shigure. YOU'RE THE BIRD!

Shigure: I am? Then, er, are we calling this all a success?

Ophelia: Yes. Now, one more request. I hope it's not too much trouble. Will
you and all your feathered followers sing for me whenever my soul is
troubled? Or any other time really.

Shigure: It will be our pleasure, Ophelia.
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Ophelia S

Ophelia: You're amazing, Shigure.

Shigure: Oh! Am I? What did I do now?

Ophelia: Every time you sing with the birds in the woods-it's miraculous. The
birds follow you in song. It's like you control their every note. And the
songs you sing-Shigure, you stir the dusk in my soul to overflowing.

Shigure: That's good, right?

Ophelia: Good? It's extraordinary. All my dusk bursts out of me like sparkly
bubbles. It puts me in a state of extreme power. It makes me infinitely more
Ophelia.

Shigure: Glad to help. Still, you are much more amazing than I am. I just
sing. But you have all that dusk inside.

Ophelia: Oh? Y-you've noticed? Well, as the chosen one, I am fated to have
these surges of incredibleness. What's more, I love it when I find sparkly
things in the eternal night.

Shigure: Ha! No one could sparkle more than you, Ophelia. I'm drawn to it
like a moth to a chandelier.

Ophelia: Me? A chandelier? Are you just buttering me up?

Shigure: Not at all. I love being at your side. You love hearing me sing. It
was very sweet of you to say that my voice made me the bird of legend. I'd be
delighted to whisper tweet nothings in your ear forever.

Ophelia: Puns too? I do love sparkling wit.

Shigure: May I remain at your side? I've grown very fond of you, Ophelia.

Ophelia: Fate would have it no other way.

Shigure: Is that a yes?

Ophelia: A song cannot exist without two. A mouth! An ear! Fate has paired
OUR mouth and ear. You and I are along for the ride!

Shigure: So... is that a yes?

Ophelia: Plainspoken. I admire that. Then let my words be a contract writ in
the stars! Yes, I say.

Shigure: Whew! Thank you, Ophelia!
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D5. Nina C

Nina: *huff* *huff* Whew, I think I made it...

Shigure: Nina? What's wrong? Were you running away from someone?

Nina: Shigure! You surprised me. Yes, I was. From a stranger.

Shigure: What?! Where is the scoundrel? He won't escape me on foot-

Nina: No, no, you misunderstand. He wasn't threatening me. He said he was an
artist, and then asked if I was interested in doing some modeling. And I
didn't know what to say, so I just screeched something and ran away. Gods,
how embarrassing...

Shigure: That's dreadful. I'm sorry to hear you've had a tough afternoon. But
to be painted by an artist... does that really sound so bad?

Nina: Well, no, I guess not. It might be sort of fun... but I'd feel so self-
conscious about it.

Shigure: I completely understand. It would be very unsettling for one not
used to it. We don't like people staring at us for a reason, after all. But I
also understand why that fellow wished to capture your image on canvas. I
think you'd make a wonderful subject for a painting!

Nina: Oh stop! You're making me blush!

Shigure: Haha! I'm sorry. But would you consider allowing me to paint you?
Maybe having a friend behind the easel will reduce your self-consciousness.

Nina: Oh, Shigure. I couldn't possibly ask you to make a portrait of me!

Shigure: I assure you, I want to do it. I'm asking you, remember? And while
you're there, I can show you some examples of my work. I've done all sorts of
things. Landscapes, still lifes, portraits...

Nina: Portraits? Like... of men?

Shigure: Yes, of course. I've painted pictures of men and women, young and
old.

Nina: Um... OK. I'll model for you.

Shigure: Really? Splendid! Although, why the sudden change of heart?

Nina: Sorry, that's for me alone to know. Now, tell me more about some of
these portraits... And about your relationships with your male models...
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Nina B

Nina: Grrrrrrr...

Shigure: Nina? You look a bit stiff. Is there any chance you could loosen up
a bit?

Nina: This is so impossible! I thought models were just supposed to sit! Why
do I have to worry about what my face looks like? Ughhhh. My cheeks hurt!

Shigure: I-I never realized it was that difficult. No one's complained
before... I'm not sure if this will help, but try to understand why I need
you to stick it out. You don't want to look like you're about to cry in your
portrait, do you? This could last for the rest of your life. You wouldn't
want it to be ruined.

Nina: I-I can't help it! This whole thing just makes me so nervous!

Shigure: *sigh* So what do you suppose we do? Hm... Perhaps a song would
help.

Nina: A song?

Shigure: Yes. My mother's special song-I'm sure you've heard it before-it's
quite calming. Here, let's try it. Just close your eyes, and breathe
deeply... You are the ocean's gray waves ? Destined to seek life beyond the
shore...

Nina: Oh, my. Your voice is incredible, Shigure! I feel so at peace.
Heeheehee.

Shigure: Perfect! Now THAT'S the expression I was looking for.

Nina: Huh? R-really?

Shigure: Really. You have a beautiful and unique little smile, Nina. It's
mischievous, quizzical, and most of all, adorable. If only I could get it on
canvas... Hm... If I kept singing while I painted, would it help you hold
that expression?

Nina: Oh, no, you don't have to do that! That sounds like way too much to
ask. I think singing as much as you did was more than enough! Thank you,
though. I'll do my best to hold my face juuuust so! Heehee.

Shigure: Splendid! I'm almost done, so I just need you to hang in there a
little bit longer.

Nina: Alrighty! (Just focus on his paintings, Nina. Oooh, what's this one?
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Yes! "Oh, Mr. Mercenary, what strong hands you have!" Oohoohoohoo! "And what
fine trousers YOU have on! But are they a bit torn... there?")

Shigure: A-ah... Hm. Something about her smile just now... Hm. It's probably
nothing.
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Nina A

Shigure: Nina! Perfect! I was looking for you. I wasn't sure if I thanked you
properly for modeling for me. So... Thank you, Nina. Speaking of which, I
just put the finishing touches on your portrait. Would you like to see it?

Nina: Oh boy, I can't wait! And no worries, Shigure. It was my pleasure.
Allllll mine. You had so many... attractive portraits for me to look at while
I sat. Teeheehee.

Shigure: Ah... Nina?

Nina: I'm sorry-what were we talking about? Oh! Right! My portrait! Gimme,
gimme!

Shigure: Very well. I am proud to present to you: Maiden with the Mischievous
Smile.

Nina: Whoa! This is me?! Are you sure I smile like that? I look a lot cuter
in this than I do in the mirror...

Shigure: Haha. I assure you, I tried to paint you accurately to the best of
my ability. I told you you had a charming smile. Do you like it?

Nina: I love it! Thank you so much!

Shigure: It was my pleasure. I'm always happy when a painting turns out as
well as this one.

Nina: Say... I was wondering... have you painted any others since I was last
over?

Shigure: Hm? Oh, yes, I've done a few new ones.

Nina: Really? Would you mind showing them to me? I've become a big fan of
your work! (Ehehehehehe.)

Shigure: I'd love to! And, in return, may I ask you to model for me again in
the future?

Nina: Absolutely! Now, how about a peek at some of those new pieces. Oooh,
have you done any beach scenes lately? Or mayhaps one in the hot spring?

Shigure: N-no. What peculiar locations. I will consider them though, if you'd
like... But thank you for obliging me. Something about you seems to whet my
imagination.

Nina: What a coincidence! Your paintings really whet my imagination too!

Shigure: Hmmm. I wonder... what should my next portrait of you be... Perhaps
one with you astride my pegasus... Or maybe something more somber...?

Nina: (I can't wait to see the new pictures! Heeheehee. I can see one now: An
intense, rugged woodsman with his axe held high... His great big grizzly-bear
arms, and his long black locks, and dark, fiery eyes!)

Shigure: I can't paint you on the battlefield, but I'd like to show your
courageous side... Maybe one of you committing a burglary at a corrupt
estate...

Nina: (Or one of a soldier, with a sexy waxed mustache and golden hair!) (His
shirt torn open, pectorals rippling under golden-bronze skin... )

Shigure: Ah, well, whatever the case, I look forward to next time.

Nina: Heheh. You and me both, brother.
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Nina S

Shigure: Aaaaand done! Perfect. Thank you so much for modeling for me again,
Nina.

Nina: Aw, it was nothing! Now, how 'bout you show me some of those new
paintings of yours...

Shigure: But of course. Anything for my muse!

Nina: Hmm... Oh, yes. This will do nicely. Just gonna keep that one in the
ol' noggin. Oh! There's one of me. And another... and another... and another.
Drat. Not too many hunks in this batch...

Shigure: Ah, Nina, I apologize, but could you hold still for a moment?

Nina: Huh? Why? I thought you finished the painting.

Shigure: I did, but... the way you were standing just now... Just one second!
I'd like to get a sketch down on paper. It will take no time at all!

Nina: O-OK...

Shigure: Hm...

Nina: ... Is it really that fun to do so many pictures of one model? Wouldn't
you prefer to do more paintings of other people?

Shigure: Hm? Why do you ask?

Nina: Well, you've just been doing a lot of me lately. I think a little
variety would be good. Maybe some more... masculine subjects would let you
stretch your artistic muscles.

Shigure: Ah, I see. No, thanks! I'd very much prefer to continue doing
paintings of you. I appreciate your concern, however.

Nina: Oh, don't be silly! There's no way you like me that much!

Shigure: You... are correct. I do not like you, Nina. I love you-and not just
as a model.

Nina: Heehee. Ya don't say- W-wait! Come again?!

Shigure: Ah-ah-ah! You mustn't move! I'm not done sketching you yet.

Nina: ... Yes, you are. You never take this long. What's the deal, Shigure?

Shigure: ... I... yes. I finished. I am sorry. I wanted to relish the moment.
I imagine this could be the last time I get a chance to draw you. After all,
it will be terribly awkward for you to model for a man who is in love with
you. No, no, that won't do at all. I'm so sorry, Nina. I should not have said
anything. I hope we can still be friends...

Nina: Oh, of all the- You silly goon! Of course I'll still model for you.
I'll be your subject for as long as you wish. OK?

Shigure: What? Why?

Nina: I love you too, you dummy! You just didn't give me a chance to say so.

Shigure: Nina... Of course. I apologize. It's just your face... you grimaced
when I said... Never mind. It doesn't matter. You have made me unimaginably
happy. From here forthwith, you will be my one and only muse!

Nina: Er, let's not get toooo crazy here. I mean, you still want to paint
other people too, right? Especially male people? No need to limit yourself to
just one model!

Shigure: No! It would feel like a betrayal to my beloved. I will depict no
others.

Nina: Hoo, boy. Um, Shigure... maybe we should have a little chat... There
are some things I need to tell you...
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D5. Soleil C

Soleil:*ahem* Laaaa... la la la, lalala ? Ooooh, I think I almost got it that
time.

Shigure: Is that Soleil I hear?

Soleil: La la la la, la la la laaaa... ? Ugh. Just when I thought I had it...

Shigure: Having problems, Soleil?

Soleil: Huh?! AAAAH! Where did you come from?!

Shigure: I-I'm so sorry! I didn't intend to startle you.

Soleil: Oh... it's only you. Sorry for screaming in your face.

Shigure: The fault is mine. Was that your singing I heard?

Soleil: Ugh... so you heard that. I'm a lousy singer, so I thought I'd get in
some practice where no one could hear. But I guess I wasn't safe even this
far from camp.

Shigure: My apologies. It was rude of me to spy on you like that. But why the
sudden interest in singing?

Soleil: Because you never know what the path to a girl's heart will be! What
if I meet a cute girl who's a sucker for a pretty voice? If I couldn't
deliver on the spot, I'd blow my chance with her!

Shigure: O-oh...

Soleil: Hey, you know a thing or two about singing, don't you? Do you have
any tips for me?

Shigure: Tips? Hmmm... Your voice will sound best if you breathe deeply and
sing from your stomach.

Soleil: Sing from the stomach?!  I've never heard anything come from there
except growling.

Shigure: It was a figure of speech... What I mean is, don't just sing with
the breath in your mouth right now. You have to sing with your whole body-
with all the air in your lungs. That'll help your singing sound fuller and
more projected.

Soleil: Oh, I get you. That makes more sense. The last time my stomach sang,
I think it turned the girl I was talking to off...

Shigure: Yes, we wouldn't want that.

Soleil: Thanks, Shigure. I'll try it your way!

Shigure: Do let me know how it goes.
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Soleil B

Soleil: Hey, Shigure, you know how you told me I should try singing from my
gut? Well, I think I'm getting the hang of that... But now my sense of rhythm
is blown.

Shigure: Ah, you're having trouble with timing? Keeping the beat? The voice
lessons I gave you probably won't help with those things.

Soleil: You can say that again. Do you have any tips for staying on beat?

Shigure: Hmm... It sounds like your core problem is you can't keep it
straight in your mind. So try doing something physical. Tap your foot, clap
your hands, or snap your fingers.

Soleil: Is that all it takes? Sounds easy.

Shigure: Repeating that motion over and over is a good way to burn it into
your memory. What I'd do is clap or stomp for several measures in silence
first... And then start singing once you've got the rhythm firmly in mind.
Eventually, you'll get to where tapping out a "1-2-3-4" is good enough to
start.

Soleil: Huh. That's a pretty solid plan! I was expecting something more
abstract, but that's good advice.

Shigure: Think nothing of it, please.

Soleil: So how'd you take up singing, anyway? Was it because of your mom?

Shigure: Well... A desire to follow in my mother's footsteps was part of it,
of course. But truthfully, I started singing mostly as a way to forget how
much I missed her. Haha, I don't know if I've ever admitted that to anyone
before.

Soleil: Heehee! Don't worry, your secret's safe with me. I'll go ahead and
call it even for you listening in on my singing practice.

Shigure: Haha, fair enough.

Soleil: Thanks again for the tip. I'll fix my sense of rhythm in no time.

Shigure: I'm cheering for you!
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Soleil A

Soleil: Laaaaaa... la la la, lalalaaaaa... ?

Shigure: *cough*

Soleil: Well? Wh-what'd you think?

Shigure: Erm... Your, ah... There's still room for improvement.

Soleil: Oof. I had a feeling I hadn't gotten much better. But if that's the
case... why were those girls telling me how good my performance was? Were
they just trying to flatter me?

Shigure: No, I'm sure they were impressed to see you belt out at the top of
your lungs. Your technique isn't quite there yet, but you cut a fine figure
doing it.

Soleil: O-oh... heh. That's no good, though! I want to sing for real, not
just look like I am! Hey... you've given me all these tips, but... I've never
once heard you sing. C'mon, Shigure, sing for me!

Shigure: What? R-right now? But I haven't warmed up or-

Soleil: You're my singing coach! You've gotta set a good example for me to
follow.

Shigure: I don't recall signing on to formally coach you in these things...

Soleil: Oh, what's the big deal?

Shigure: V-very well... *ahem* Here goes... 1... 2... Laaaa... ?

Soleil: Whoa... what a voice!

Shigure: Tra la, la la la... ? Phew... was that up to your expectations?

Soleil: Y-yeah... to say the least! I didn't know you were THAT good. If I
had a hat, I'd take it off to you!

Shigure: Haha... you're exaggerating, surely.

Soleil: No, I'm not! That was amazing! I wish I could sing half as well as
you do. You've gotta keep coaching me!

Shigure: Hahaha, I'd love to. If you'll have patience with my lessons, that
is.

Soleil: Yaaay! Thank you so much!
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Soleil S

Shigure: Your singing's getting better, Soleil. I wouldn't enter you into any
competitions just yet, but it should win over the ladies.

Soleil: Nice!

Shigure: Let's see... you've got rhythm down, and your melody is steadily
improving... Why don't we work on something new for a change?

Soleil: Something new? What did you have in mind?

Shigure: Given your motivation for improving your singing-it's still to
impress girls, right?

Soleil: Shigure, EVERYTHING I do is to impress cute girls.

Shigure: *ahem* Yes, well... Nothing makes women swoon faster than serenading
them with a song about them. So today, I thought we might try some elementary
songwriting.

Soleil: Whoa. That seems like a big step up. I don't know if I'm ready...

Shigure: Don't be nervous! It's easier than you'd think. I'll show you with
an extemporized song about you.

Soleil: You're gonna sing a song about me? Oooh, this is gonna be good!

Shigure: *ahem* La la laaa... ? Soleil, Soleil, my closest friend ? She
fights at my side until battle's end

Soleil: Oh my gosh... that was so good! I'm really touched, Shigure!

Shigure: Everything sounds better when sung well. All I really said was that
we're friends and we fight together. Pretty simple. But when sung, it feels
deeper and more meaningful.

Soleil: Even without the music, though, it was nice of you to say. I think I
see your point, too. Let me try one about you! Let me tell you about my
friend, Shigure ? He cheers me up on my woooorst day He's kind and patient
and a good teacher ? I couldn't ask for a better... um... creature?

Shigure: Haha, you've just learned one of the first lessons of songwriting:
be careful never to paint yourself into a corner.

Soleil: You made it seem so easy! I guess I still have a lot to learn.

Shigure: Yes, but I don't mind helping you. Besides, even if your meter was a
bit off and you flubbed the rhyme...

Soleil: Ughhh, don't rub it in.

Shigure: I was still touched by the sentiment.

Soleil: Huh? But all I said was you're nice, and good at encouraging me.

Shigure: Ah, but even with you as the singer... it had so much more meaning
when sung.
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D5. Velouria C

Velouria: Shigure, could you do me a favor?

Shigure: A favor?

Velouria: I heard you were good at painting, so I hoped you could paint
something for me.

Shigure: Sure. Anything for a comrade-in-arms. What would you like me to
paint?

Velouria: Well... it would be easier if I showed you. Please come with me.

Shigure: Hm? O-OK.
(Time passes)

Velouria: Here.

Shigure: Your tent?

Velouria: Yes. Please, come inside.

Shigure: If you insist... Th-there's garbage everywhere! What is all this?

Velouria: These are my treasures. I've been collecting them.

Shigure: Your t-treasures? I'm so sorry!

Velouria: Why are you apologizing?

Shigure: You called these things treasures... They must be very precious to
you. And I called them garbage... I'm so sorry.

Velouria: I cannot hear your mumbling. Now, please, whatever it is, do not
worry. I would like you to paint my tent, and all the treasures within it,
exactly as they are. Most of them are on the verge of decay. Soon I will have
to throw them out. So I would like a picture to immortalize them.

Shigure: (This is what she calls on the VERGE of decay?)

Velouria: Will you do this for me?

Shigure: ... Yes. I've never painted anything like this before. It will be an
interesting challenge.

Velouria: Thank you, Shigure!

Shigure: Of course. Hm... now, how shall I do this...
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Velouria B

Shigure: Velouria! I finished the painting you requested.

Velouria: Oh! Very good. I cannot wait to see it.

Shigure: All right. I hope you like it... Ta-da!

Velouria: Thank y- A-ah... Um...

Shigure: Do you not like it?

Velouria: This is... completely wrong... The tree branches should be dead.
And the leaves lack that nice, rotten look. And you have painted a full deer,
rather than just half of one. It even looks freshly dead! What is this? A
joke? Do you joke at me, human paint man?

Shigure: No! I tried to represent how the tent looks from your point of view.

Velouria: From my point of view? My eyeballs work as well as yours. Perhaps
better. And they do not see this... abomination.

Shigure: I know, I know! That's not what I meant. I meant... I tried to make
your things look as beautiful to others as they look to you.

Velouria: Ah... I see. I suppose I have heard of art styles like that. I
apologize. Perhaps I should not have reacted so hastily. You must have put
much time and effort into making this for me... I feel I have been terribly
rude.

Shigure: No, there's no need to feel that way. If anything, I should be
apologizing. I have failed you.

Velouria: Shigure... May I keep this painting? Perhaps it will grow on me.

Shigure: Of course!

Velouria: Thank you. I will... ah... look at it. Certainly. Yes.
(Velouria leaves)

Shigure: *sigh*
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Velouria A

Velouria: You called for me?

Shigure: Yes. I redid the painting you requested of me.

Velouria: You redid it? From scratch?

Shigure: Yes. This time, I tried to paint your things as true to the
originals as possible. It is not quite as colorful, but you may like it
better. Here.

Velouria: ... This...

Shigure: P-perhaps I stuck too close to reality. It's mostly just black and
brown...

Velouria: It's wonderful!

Shigure: Huh?

Velouria: I love it! You have the best taste! I've never known an eye so
keen! You have truly captured my treasures. Thank you so much, Shigure!

Shigure: Really? I'm so glad you like it!

Velouria: You got it to me at the perfect moment, too. I cleaned out my tent
this morning. My treasures had completely rotted, so I had to throw them out.

Shigure: I'm so sorry! That must have been very painful for you.

Velouria: It was. But now that I have this painting, it will be as though I
never lost them! You've made me so very happy!

Shigure: I'm glad. So... you probably don't need the other painting anymore,
do you? If you'd like, I can dispose of it for you.

Velouria: No!

Shigure: What? Why not? I thought you hated it.

Velouria: Well... it's true, it doesn't reflect my tastes very well. But...
it's a gift from a friend. And that alone makes it worth treasuring.

Shigure: Velouria...

Velouria: So I will hold on to it. Peachy?

Shigure: As you wish. Thank you.

Velouria: No, thank you. I feel I owe you now, however. Perhaps I will give
you one of my treasures. I did find a snake's hideout yesterday... Perhaps I
will give you its skin when it molts.

Shigure: I-I can't wait.
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Velouria S

Shigure: I think I finally understand.

Velouria: Hm?

Shigure: Why you like the treasures you do. Corpses, glass shards, rusty
things. They are all things associated with death and decay. Nothing in life
is permanent. People and things all fade, break, or molder away. Even the
world must end at some point. But this transitoriness makes it beautiful. And
I believe you are more in tune with this aspect of life than the rest of us.
Most are much happier to deny it. But you embrace it.

Velouria: Hm...

Shigure: As an artist, I find such ways of thinking extremely interesting. I
would like to talk to you about it more sometime. Perhaps... over tea?

Velouria: You mean... as a date? I would love to, Shigure! However... I don't
know if you're right about my having any special intuition about death. I
just like these things. There is no deeper meaning to it. But... perhaps we
should discuss it more over tea.

Shigure: It would be my pleasure!
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D5. Midori C

Shigure: Hi, Midori!

Midori: Hiya, Shigure! Check out my herb garden! Isn't it swank?

Shigure: You're growing all these yourself? I've never seen so many kinds
before. Hm. I don't recognize this one. What is it for?

Midori: Oh, that one's just a flower! Teehee. It doesn't do anything special.
I'm just growing it with my herbs because it's my favorite! I've got a whole
bunch growing right over there, too!

Shigure: Oh! It looks like they're about to blossom already!

Midori: Mhm! I'm so excited! I've been taking extra-good care of them. These
babies are my pride and joy!

Shigure: I can see! They're going to be beautiful, I'm sure of it.

Midori: Huh? How can you tell?

Shigure: Just a feeling, I guess. Think I could help you water them?

Midori: Huh? Sure, but why?

Shigure: I just love plants as well. I find gardening very calming.

Midori: OK! We've got lots more to water though. Sure you're ready for that?

Shigure: Hm? Are there more than just the ones in this patch?

Midori: Yep! There's some there... and there... and over there... and there!

Shigure: O-oh. And you've been growing all of these on your own? That's a lot
of work... Haha. Maybe I should help you more often.

Midori: Sure, if you want! Thanks so much, Shigure!
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Midori B

Midori: Oh, Shigure! Good to see you! Did ya come to lend a hand with my herb
garden?

Shigure: Yes, ma'am!

Midori: Woohoo! This is gonna be fun! Oh, that's right! There's something I
wanted to show you today. Ummm... let's see... here it is!

Shigure: Oh, you mean that little white flower bud?

Midori: Yup! I showed it to you before, right? The one growing with all my
herbs? I'm taking better care of it than anything else in the whole garden. I
think it might bloom really soon. I'm so excited!

Shigure: Haha. And that's all you wanted to tell me?

Midori: Yep! You are my gardening partner, after all! When this flower
blooms, you'll be the first one I show it to.

Shigure: I'm looking forward to it. In that case, I'd better give this flower
extra water so that it blooms quickly.

Midori: Good idea! All right, I'm gonna do my best today, too! Oh? Looks like
this little buddy's all grown up! Guess he's ready to become medicine!

Shigure: You look so excited to make that medicine, Midori.

Midori: Course I am! I love it! It's why I started this whole garden in the
first place.

Shigure: Then how about I water the rest of the plants? That way you can go
ahead and get started on that medicine.

Midori: Huh? A-are you sure? It's a lot of work for one person.

Shigure: Of course. I know exactly how you must be feeling. Whenever I get
new paints or brushes, I cannot wait to try them out.

Midori: OK! Thanks, Shigure!

Shigure: You're very welcome. I hope your medicine turns out well.

Midori: Me too!
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Midori A

Shigure: Hey there, Midori. Need a hand with the garden?

Midori: Oh, thanks, Shigure, but I'm just finishing up here.

Shigure: Oh. I'm sorry I didn't get here in time.

Midori: It's OK! I'm glad you're here anyways. Remember that flower I told
you about? It just bloomed, and I wanted to show it to you! See, look! Isn't
it pretty?

Shigure: You're right. It's lovely... I've never seen one like it before. Is
it rare?

Midori: I think so! I only learned about it from my father.

Shigure: From Kaze?

Midori: Yup! He said it's a symbol of happiness. So I thought if this one
took, I'd grow a bunch more so everyone could have one!

Shigure: I see. So that's why you were so careful with it.

Midori: Yup! I hope everyone likes them!

Shigure: Of course they will. In times like these, we could all use a little
more happiness.

Midori: Maybe if I grow enough of them, I can end the war! I mean, that's
what would make everyone happy, right? Ending the war?

Shigure: I would imagine so. But it may take a lot of flowers. Are you sure
you're up to it?

Midori: Heh. If I'm not, my name ain't Peace- Flower-Growing-Wunderkind
Magee!

Shigure: Haha. Well, at least allow me to continue to help you. I think it's
an admirable goal.

Midori: Thanks, Shigure!
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Midori S

Shigure: Guess what, Midori! I got something for you.

Midori: Ooh! Really? What is it?

Shigure: Ta-da!

Midori: Wait. Are those...?! THEY ARE! It's a whole bouquet of those
happiness flowers I was growing! Where did you find them?

Shigure: They were growing up near the peak of a mountain not too far from
here. I only managed to find them because I happened to be flying past. The
second I saw them, I knew I had to put together a bouquet for you!

Midori: Thank you so much!

Shigure: If you'd like, I can also take you to where I found them so you can
collect more seeds.

Midori: Wow! You will? Promise?

Shigure: Yes, of course. But... you must promise me something.

Midori: Huh? What is it? Why do you look so serious?

Shigure: I need you to promise me that you will never allow yourself to be
put in danger.

Midori: What do you mean?

Shigure: I mean that... I know that you want to fight. And I can't blame you.
You're as much a part of this army as I. You have a right to be here. But it
would kill me if you were hurt. Or if you... if you were taken from us. You
are my closest friend. And I don't want to see you destroyed by this war. So,
please... promise me. Promise me you will always be as safe as you can.

Midori: Shigure... I don't know. It wouldn't be right for me to privilege my
life over the others'. We're all in this together. I can't refuse to lay down
my life if the others will.

Shigure: Midori...

Midori: But... maybe there's another way to make sure I don't get hurt.

Shigure: Hm? What other way?

Midori: Well, maybe you'd feel better if I were to have a protector of some
sort. Like, say, a friend who could look after me on the battlefield. Someone
I really trust...

Shigure: Haha. I see. Very well, then. I vow to protect you, Midori, until
this war is over, and ever after that. Never shall you stray into danger
while I am near.

Midori: Perfect! Although I think I'll be looking after you more than vice
versa. Heehee. Don't worry, though. I got your back, kid.

Shigure: I am honored to have a protector so capable.

Midori: You bet your sweet little pegasus you are!
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D5. Sophie C

Sophie: Phew. I finally finished organizing the armory! Now, time to saddle
up Avel...

Shigure: Wow, you really did a good job here. And in this heat? I'm
impressed.

Sophie: Hey, Shigure! Thanks! But speaking of heat, how's your face doing
under all that hair?

Shigure: Uh... it's... fine? Why wouldn't it be?

Sophie: Huh. I guess I thought it would get super hot under there. And you
don't ever trip or have problems seeing or anything? It's just that that
hairstyle looks like it'd get awfully frustrating.

Shigure: No, it's not frustrating. And I can see just fine. Haha.

Sophie: Really? I keep my hair pulled back for just that reason.

Shigure: I suppose it could get annoying if I weren't used to it. But I am.
And your hairstyle suits you, Sophie. You look very pretty with it back like
that.

Sophie: Thanks! Heehee. This is my favorite way to wear it! I wouldn't change
it for anything!

Shigure: Then you'll understand when I say this is my favorite way of styling
MY hair.

Sophie: Oh... right. That makes sense. But it just looks so inconvenient...

Shigure: Trust me, this is how I like it. Hm. I don't see Avel around.
Weren't you saying something about saddling him up?

Sophie: Huh? Ah, you're right! He's not here! Avel, you brat! Where did you
run off to?! Avel! AAAAAVEEEEEL!

Shigure: I'll help you look for him.

Sophie: Thanks! You check near the woods, and I'll check over at the stables,
OK?
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Sophie B

Sophie: Shigure!

Shigure: Sophie! Did you need something?

Sophie: Nope! I just wanted to thank you for helping me the other day! Well,
that, and I wanted to give you this.

Shigure: A... a hairband?

Sophie: I just thought it'd help you see better! It'll keep your hair out of
your eyes. Give it a try! I bet you'll like it!

Shigure: Er... I'm touched by your concern, but I wear my hair like this for
a reason...

Sophie: A reason?

Shigure: Yes... This was the way one of my caretakers always styled his hair.

Sophie: What?

Shigure: Maybe "caretaker" isn't right. He was more of a companion. A good
friend. A... brother. A few days before the attack happened, we decided to
switch hairstyles. We thought it would be funny. And it was! Everyone had a
good laugh about it. But then those... beasts came. And they slaughtered
everyone. My friend was the first to die. I... I saw it happen.

Sophie: Shigure...

Shigure: So I wanted to keep my hair this way, for at least a little while
longer. To honor him... to honor all of them.

Sophie: I'm sorry, Shigure. I didn't mean to pressure you into changing it. I
had no idea...

Shigure: It's fine, it doesn't bother me. I'm sorry for troubling you with
such things.

Sophie: No. It's OK. I'm glad you told me.

Shigure: Of course. Ah, and there is another reason I like this hairstyle.

Sophie: Oh?

Shigure: It resembles Mother's hair. She wears her bangs down over her face
as well.

Sophie: Haha. I'm the same way! I started wearing my bangs up like this
because my daddy wears his combed up!

Shigure: You know, I never really noticed that. Haha. I always thought it was
natural!

Sophie: Haha. Well... I suppose you won't be needing this headband after all.
Maybe I'll just keep it as a spare!

Shigure: All right. Thank you for hearing me out, Sophie.

Sophie: No problem!
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Sophie A

Shigure: You really are a sight to see on the battlefield, Sophie. You and
Avel seem to move as one.

Sophie: Heehee. Thank you! If only I could get him to act the same way off
the battlefield...

Shigure: Haha. He's a cantankerous one, isn't he?

Sophie: He is. But I love him anyways. I was so happy when Daddy gave him to
me. Like you, I didn't get to see my parents very much, growing up. So Avel
felt like something that connected me to Daddy, even when he wasn't around.
Sort of like how you said you wear your hair that way to honor your
caretakers.

Shigure: I see. We're like two peas in a pod then, aren't we?

Sophie: Yeah, I guess we are!

Shigure: You know, Sophie, I feel as though we've grown quite close over
time.

Sophie: I feel the same way, Shigure. It has been an honor fighting next to
you.

Shigure: Likewise. And I want you to know I will always have your back. No
matter what.

Sophie: I'd expect nothing less from you, friend. But... with hair like that,
you might want to keep your good eye on your enemies.

Shigure: H-hey! I told you I can see just fine!

Sophie: I'm teasing, I'm teasing! Hey! Shigure? Shigure! Come baaack!
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Sophie S

Shigure: Sophie, may I have a moment?

Sophie: Oh, Shigure! Of course.

Shigure: I have... realized something, and I wanted to tell you.

Sophie: Oh? What is it?

Shigure: Well... after we talked the other day, I began to think about... us.

Sophie: Huh? What do you mean?

Shigure: I mean that... as we were saying, we are comrades-in-arms. And we
have grown close, talking and defending each other in the thick of battle.
But I believe my feelings are more than those of a friend's for a friend.

Sophie: Sh-Shigure, I'm not sure- Are you-

Shigure: I love you, Sophie.

Sophie: You WHAT?!

Shigure: I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. I just thought you should
know. I've come to admire your fierceness in battle and your kindness in
conversation. You have a tender soul and a loving heart. And every day my
feelings grow stronger. Will you be with me, Sophie?

Sophie: Shigure... you didn't offend me, silly. I was just surprised is all.
Of course I'll be with you! I love you as well! I have for a long time now,
you fool. You are so strong, so hardworking, so kind and sensitive... I just
thought for sure you'd hated me after I tried to give you that hairband...

Shigure: I-I'm so happy. Words can't express...

Sophie: Me too... I love you, Shigure.

Shigure: I love you too, Sophie!
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Dwyer!

D6. Ophelia C

Dwyer: It's about that time for coffee, isn't it? I'll just whip some up...

Ophelia: What an opulent array of scents!

Dwyer: Hi, Ophelia. It does smell good, doesn't it? Want some? My coffee is
exceptional, as you might have heard.

Ophelia: No, thank you. What my entire being needs at this moment is
something far better. I need the amber libation brewed from the leaves of
life itself!

Dwyer: I... I've never heard of that.

Ophelia: Tea, I mean. Tea.

Dwyer: Why didn't you say so? All that "amber libation" stuff sounds so
silly. I'll be glad to brew you a cup of tea though. Wait here.

Ophelia: Wait?! But every second passes in painful increments of torture!
(Time passes)

Dwyer: There you go, Ophelia. One cup of tea, brewed to perfection. Blow on
it a bit. It's piping hot.

Ophelia: I am unafraid of the agony that comes before ecstasy, Dwyer. *slurp*
Oh! Ouchie! DWYER!

Dwyer: I warned you that it was hot!

Ophelia: That's not it. It's... it's... divine! What scent IS this that
tickles the inside of my nose? It feels as if a thousand petals are blowing
through me on a heavenly breeze! There's no mistaking it. This is the tea of
legend-the libation offered to the chosen ones!

Dwyer: Legendary tea? Well, thanks. But it's really just run-of-the-mill tea.

Ophelia: Perhaps, but in your hands, Dwyer? You've made it legendary! Which
means... you might be a chosen one too, like me!

Dwyer: Really, it's just regular tea. My coffee is actually much better.

Ophelia: Dwyer! Let us rejoice in who you are and the legends you brew! And
now... Let me challenge you to rise to your true potential as a legendary
brewer. You are but a chosen bud. Bloom, Dwyer. BLOOM!

Dwyer: Sheesh, Ophelia. Can you take it down a notch? You're giving me a
headache.
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Ophelia B

Ophelia: Salutations, Dwyer.

Dwyer: Back for another cup of tea, I see.

Ophelia: You degrade it with such a name.

Dwyer: What?

Ophelia: Names must expand to encapsulate a thing's grandness.

Dwyer: I like the sound of "tea." It's short and sweet. Saves me time.

Ophelia: That word is an insult to what you are able to brew.

Dwyer: Are you about to draw me into another one of your Ophelia tirades?

Ophelia: You brew a miracle that makes all other miracles ordinary! You brew
a drink of legend that rises from dry leaves like the queen of phoenixes!

Dwyer: I... I think you mean phoenixi. I hate to correct you there. Anyway,
tea is tea.

Ophelia: Let us come up with a fitting name for your miracle amber brew. What
do you think of... Ambrus Miraculus?

Dwyer: How about tea?

Ophelia: How about... Divinitius Aquatiqus? That sounds more like it has been
poured by the gods!

Dwyer: It is poured by me.

Ophelia: Volcanicus Florambia Nectaris?

Dwyer: Volcan-what?! Now you're just being ridiculous.

Ophelia: Then why don't YOU come up with a name, Dwyer!

Dwyer: Tea.

Ophelia: You have much to learn about imparting a chosen sound to names.

Dwyer: Chosen?

Ophelia: Fine, I guess I'll do this all by myself. Next time we meet, I will
have made a binding name for your "tea." Expect much-and then more. I always
deliver the extraordinary!

Dwyer: What a pain.
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Ophelia A

Ophelia: Salutations, Dwyer.

Dwyer: Oh, no. What now?

Ophelia: I would like your finest cup of Maiden's Tears.

Dwyer: I don't have that.

Ophelia: All out? Then how about something else... I'd like a cup of Fallen
Stars, sweetened with a drop of Moonlight Glitter.

Dwyer: I don't have that.

Ophelia: Has anyone ever told you that you're hard to work with? Then give me
a cup of Pure Sublimity brewed from water of a holy tree.

Dwyer: ... ...

Ophelia: Oh, fine! Tea! I want tea!

Dwyer: Tea? Oh, yes. That I have.

Ophelia: Why do you have to be so stubborn?!

Dwyer: Tea is tea. No need to pad it with all your overfluffery.

Ophelia: But tea isn't in the lexicon of the chosen!

Dwyer: Tea by any other name is just as tasty, isn't it?

Ophelia: I suppose so.

Dwyer: Then don't waste my time by asking for the Floressence of Nimbus Past
and Present. For example.

Ophelia: Tea-how dull.

Dwyer: Pardon? Still complaining? Then I won't make you that tea.

Ophelia: Fine! Tea is tea! I'll say it in reverse if you wish it. Tea is tea!
I just want that delicious beverage only you can brew, Dwyer.

Dwyer: The honor is mine. Here you go. One cup of the hot stuff.

Ophelia: *slurpity-slurp* Ah! Even better than the last.

Dwyer: Then look forward to the next one. As they say-it always gets better
with Dwyer.

Ophelia: Mmmm. I definitely will.
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Ophelia S

Ophelia: Greetings, Dwyer.

Dwyer: Ophelia?!

Ophelia: Why so surprised to see me? You're my one and only for tea brewing.

Dwyer: It's... it's nothing.

Ophelia: Are you quite sure about that? There's something different about
you. Are you lost in an unfathomable darkness? Or a labyrinth prowled by onyx
beasts?

Dwyer: Uh, what?

Ophelia: I'm trying to ask if you're troubled by something, Dwyer.

Dwyer: You really circle the point, don't you?

Ophelia: I'm glad to keep it simple if it eases your burden, Dwyer. What's
wrong?

Dwyer: I... I don't know the right way to put this, Ophelia.

Ophelia: Out with it!

Dwyer: The truth is... I am bound by unbreakable chains that wrap the secret
in my soul.

Ophelia: What say you?! Unbreakable chains?!

Dwyer: They bind an invisible treasure chest in which I keep my unspeakable
secrets.

Ophelia: Invisible treasure chest?! Unspeakable secrets?!

Dwyer: But your approach is shaking the chains. Turning them to rust. My
deepest secret is about to take wing from the dark, Ophelia. Cover your ears,
or forever be changed by what I will now say... You're a goddess to me.

Ophelia: Who? Me? I am the chosen maiden, yes. But a goddess?

Dwyer: Can a mere mortal like Dwyer reach for the heavenly creature? Can even
his words approach her sacred ears? The wrong utterance might chase her into
the most faraway constellations.

Ophelia: Slow down, Dwyer! Your meaning eludes me!

Dwyer: I...

Ophelia: Yes, yes?

Dwyer: I think you're the most radiant flower in existence-alone in a
wasteland.

Ophelia: You're scaring me, Dwyer. Just state it plainly. Please!

Dwyer: All right. I love you.

Ophelia: Ugh! Too plainly.

Dwyer: I'll try somewhere in the middle then, if you prefer.

Ophelia: No need. I understand, and I'm happy to hear it.

Dwyer: Really? That I love you?

Ophelia: Yes, because I have come to think of us... as two moons in the
night, caught in a spiraling dance of destiny.

Dwyer: Er, what?

Ophelia: Dwyer! I can't bring myself to be as plainspoken as you. But you
must understand, right? You and I...

Dwyer: Say no more.

Ophelia: Then you realize that I too feel...

Dwyer: Why, yes. Yes, I do.
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D6. Nina C

Dwyer: All right, that's it for my chores. Someone else can do the rest. Now,
to find a nice dark spot for a nap...

Nina: Hee hee! *stare*

Dwyer: Something's off. It feels like someone else is in here...

Nina: (Uh-oh... I think he can hear me... )

Dwyer: Oh, hey, Nina. Did you need something?

Nina: Gah!

Dwyer: Or, can you at least come up with a good lie as to why you're hiding
in that barrel?

Nina: Shh! There is no Nina...

Dwyer: Nina! I know it's you. Get out of there and tell me what's going on.

Nina: I, uh, was just practicing being stealthy. You got a problem with that?

Dwyer: Meh, not really. I just want to nap. So, who are you stalking?

Nina: I'm not stalking anyone... Like I said, I'm just practicing.

Dwyer: Fine, forget I asked. See you later, Nina.
(Dwyer leaves)

Nina: Dang. I thought my hiding spot was pretty good. Maybe I underestimated
Dwyer... Well, this isn't over. Oh, if Dwyer only knew what I had in store
for him... Hee hee!
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Nina B

Dwyer: All right, that's the last of the laundry. Finally. Maybe I'll brew a
little tea.

Nina: *stare*

Dwyer: Would you care for a mug, Nina?

Nina: Ack! I can't believe you found me again.

Dwyer: I have a keen sense of space, and I can tell when I'm not alone. So,
who are you stalking today? Don't tell me that I'm your intended target.

Nina: It's not stalking! And why would I be stalking you, anyway?

Dwyer: Whatever. So, would you like some tea or not?

Nina: *sigh* I suppose so.

Dwyer: Very well. Please, remove yourself from the wardrobe, and have a seat.

Nina: You're pretty talented, you know that, Dwyer? I think you deserve a
raise. I mean, look at that laundry. How do you get it so white?

Dwyer: Eh, anyone can do that. It's simply a matter of following directions.

Nina: Well, I think it's fabulous. Have you ever thought of taking on an
apprentice? Because I know a guy who might be interested. And he's really
cute...

Dwyer: If my role in life is to be some kind of laundry master... Go ahead
and run me through with a sword right now.

Nina: Geez, Dwyer! Lighten up a little bit, why don't you? I'm just trying to
give you a compliment.

Dwyer: Sorry. I guess. Anyway, tea's ready. Drink it while it's hot.

Nina: Thanks. Gods... this tea is amazing! What'd you put in it?

Dwyer: Your voice sounded a little hoarse, so I added some cardamom and
cinnamon.

Nina: That's really thoughtful, Dwyer! You're not such a bad boy after all.

Dwyer: Uh, thanks? But how'd you ever get the idea that I was a "bad boy"?

Nina: Oh, I've been stalking you for a while. I know allllll about you. URP!
I mean... forget I said that.

Dwyer: Heh...
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Nina A

Dwyer: Ugh...

Nina: What's the matter, Dwyer?

Dwyer: Nina? Gods. For the first time, you got the drop on me. I wasn't
expecting you to pop out of that crate.

Nina: Yeah, well... never mind that. I've been watching you all day, and you
really seem out of sorts.

Dwyer: Watching me... ALL DAY? Argh... You know what? I don't even care.
Watch me all you want. And yeah, you could say I'm a bit out of sorts. I kind
of messed something up.

Nina: Messed up? What happened?

Dwyer: I don't want to talk about it.

Nina: All right, I won't force you. But if you ask me, it's really not a big
deal...

Dwyer: How can you even say that? You don't know what I did. Or... do you?
You do, don't you?

Nina: Let's not worry about that right now. We're talking about YOU, not ME!
And you, Dwyer, are really something else. I've been watching you enough to
know!

Dwyer: I suppose this is my life now... Some kind of creature on display in a
zoo...

Nina: Oh, please. You're being melodramatic. Look, I've taken an interest in
you because you're a great person. You have the strength and skills to do
anything in life. So cheer up, Dwyer! Your father will forgive you for
accidentally napping on the job. Er... or for whatever it is you've done.
That just seems like something you'd do...

Dwyer: If you say so.

Nina: That's the spirit. I want to see the peppy, outgoing Dwyer we all know
and love!

Dwyer: What in the devil are you talking about? When have you EVER seen that
Dwyer? And furthermore, why do you continue stalking me?

Nina: Don't call it stalking! But seriously, I have seen you singing in the
bath. It's charming, really. And your voice is so lovely. In fact, there's
someone I'd like to introduce you to. He's head of the local choir in town.
He makes a cracking cup of tea, just like you.

Dwyer: Well, I don't know about that, but thank you for all the compliments
you've paid me. I'm unusually happy for someone who just found out his bath
time is regularly stalked.

Nina: Hee hee! I'll take that as a maybe. Things are getting exciting...

Dwyer: They are?
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Nina S

Dwyer: Yes... these look nice.

Nina: Hey, Dwyer.

Dwyer: Gah! I thought I'd finally lost you this time. What are you doing
here?

Nina: I was stalk-I mean, I was people-watching you, of course.

Dwyer: Right. Well, I'm surprised I didn't notice you. You've upped your
game.

Nina: Thanks! So, what are you doing with those flowers?

Dwyer: Oh, um...

Nina: Are they for a girl?

Dwyer: I can't keep a single secret from you, can I?

Nina: Hee hee! So, who are they for?

Dwyer: Well...

Nina: Was it that girl who asked you to repair her blouse? She seemed nice.
Or was it the tea merchant you chatted with at the market? I didn't like her.

Dwyer: Nina... I don't know what to say. You've caught me completely by
surprise.

Nina: I'm sorry. I didn't really think about how my spying could affect you.
I was just so caught up in this weird little fantasy... but that's become
secondary. Dwyer... I kind of like you.

Dwyer: You... you do?

Nina: Yes. I've fallen for your quiet dignity, your kindness... and your dry
wit. But... now you're going to give some lucky girl those flowers, and...

Dwyer: Nina, these flowers were for you.

Nina: Oh my gosh.

Dwyer: You've been watching me for so long now. You might as well step out of
the shadows and stand side by side with me.

Nina: Dwyer... I'm speechless.

Dwyer: Nina, will you accept these flowers?

Nina: Of course! But... why me? Haven't I been annoying you with all the
spying?

Dwyer: Ha. Do you really not understand your own charms?

Nina: How could I? I can't spy on myself!

Dwyer: Uh... never mind.

Nina: Wait, are you taking back the flowers? Noooooo!

Dwyer: No, of course not. Tell you what. I'll begin spying on YOU, and then
I'll give you a full report. Then perhaps you'll see what makes you so
attractive.

Nina: Hee hee! Deal.
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D6. Soleil C

Soleil: Haaaah! HRAH!

Dwyer: Stop shouting. I'm trying to nap over here.

Soleil: Oh, gosh! I'm sorry; did I wake you up? I'll try to be quieter about
my sword drills.

Dwyer: That'd be great.

Soleil: You know... napping is great and all, but why don't you practice with
me? There's nothing like working up a good sweat!

Dwyer: Pass. My regular work is hard enough without exerting myself in my
free time.

Soleil: So lazy, Dwyer! You'll never be a hit with the girls if you lounge
around all day.

Dwyer: What business is it of yours?

Soleil: Whewwww... Maybe I should take a breather myself. Ugh... my clothes
are soaked through with sweat. Well, that's an easy fix!

Dwyer: W-wait! Soleil! Don't change clothes here!

Soleil: Why not? I really want to get these gross clothes off now that I'm
done training.

Dwyer: But... I'm right here. I'll... see...

Soleil: Oh, is that all? I don't care.

Dwyer: You should care! Because even if you don't, I do!

Soleil: Hahah! Hey, no one's forcing you to look!

Dwyer: That's... Well, that's technically true. Still, though...

Soleil: Suit yourself. I'll just go change over there instead.
(Soleil leaves)

Dwyer: Why am I feeling embarrassed when she's the one taking her clothes off
in public... ?
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Soleil B

Soleil: Hmm... so I'm supposed to turn and step, not step and turn? But in
that case... what do I do with my arms? Ugh, why does this have to be so
hard?

Dwyer: Hm? Is that you, Soleil?

Soleil: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Dwyer! What are you doing here?! Did you see me
just now?!

Dwyer: Settle down. What's got you so worked up, anyway?

Soleil: Answer the question! Did you, or did you not, see me just now?

Dwyer: Yes, I saw you... spinning around in a circle, for some reason. Were
you performing some sort of ritual?

Soleil: No! That was me practicing my dancing!

Dwyer: You're... serious? That was a dance? It looked like some kind of
demon- summoning ritual to me.

Soleil: Shut up! That's why I practice in SECRET! *sigh* I can't believe you
saw that. I could just about die of embarrassment...

Dwyer: You didn't care that I saw you change clothes, yet you're mortified by
this?

Soleil: Well, YEAH! I'd much rather people see me in my undies than them see
me try to dance!

Dwyer: I can't help but think the first scenario would be the more
embarrassing one...

Soleil: I have zero sense of rhythm. Which is why I practice in private.
You'd better own up to this, Dwyer.

Dwyer: What?

Soleil: You know, for what you did!

Dwyer: Are you insinuating I was at fault for... whatever you're upset over?

Soleil: I'm upset that you were peeping on me and my terrible dancing!

Dwyer: Peeping?! Get over yourself! I just happened to walk by and-

Soleil: It doesn't matter how it happened! Just own up to it, OK? You have to
help me practice now.

Dwyer: That doesn't sound like something I'd want to do.

Soleil: Oh, I think you'd regret not doing it. Especially after I tell
everyone I caught you looking at me in a moment of weakness.

Dwyer: You wouldn't... Yes, you would. Fine. You leave me no choice.

Soleil: S-so you'll help?! Yay! Then let's get right to it!

Dwyer: Yes, let's. The sooner we get this over with, the better...
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Soleil A

Dwyer: Ready, set... One and two, and one and two...

Soleil: Yes! Got it! Doing good so far!

Dwyer: Spin... Spin... And freeze!

Soleil: Spinning... and... TA-DA! *pant* *wheeze* Wh-what did you think? Am I
getting better?

Dwyer: Yes... I could see some improvements.

Soleil: Yesss! I knew it! I could feel the rhythm in my feet that time.

Dwyer: Instead of summoning a demon, now it looks more like you're calling
down rain.

Soleil: ... Is that really better?

Dwyer: Probably...?

Soleil: Ugh! Why did you say that like it's a question?! Eh, but getting mad
at you won't fix anything. If I haven't improved, that's on me. Sorry... I
just never seem to get any better at this. Even WITH all the time you take to
help me practice.

Dwyer: Don't worry about it.

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for you? You can quit if you want. I'll understand.

Dwyer: I won't deny this is unbearably tedious. But even I wouldn't abandon a
friend who's trying her hardest...

Soleil: Thanks, Dwyer. Also, sorry...

Dwyer: No need to apologize to me. You're trying to better yourself. Stick
with it, and I'll stick with you.

Soleil: OK! I'll keep at it, then. I really might have given up if you hadn't
said something, though!

Dwyer: Ready to get back to practice now?

Soleil: I will in just a minute. Gotta change into some less sweaty clothes
first!

Dwyer: No! Stop! We've TALKED about this!

Soleil: Ahaha! Sorry, sorry! I'll be back in a minute!
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Soleil S

Dwyer: One and two, one and two, and TURN!

Soleil: OK! One and two, three and four aaaand... turn! Whew...

Dwyer: You've been working hard. Here, have some cold tea.

Soleil: Thanks. So? How was my dancing?

Dwyer: I think it really... showed your unique personality...

Soleil: That's not an answer! Just come out and tell me what you thought.

Dwyer: It's less like a rain dance now and more like a pigeon's courtship
dance...

Soleil: Ugh... that's not much of an improvement.

Dwyer: Don't be too hard on yourself. I think your determination in the face
of failure is noble.

Soleil: Thanks for trying, but... I'd feel better if any of this practice
seemed to be helping at all. *sigh* Guess I was just born with two left feet.

Dwyer: Nonsense. I'll stay and help you practice until you get good, if I
must.

Soleil: Ahahaha! Better be careful what you promise. You might end up
regretting it.

Dwyer: Why's that?

Soleil: Think about what you're saying. You'll stay to help me until I get
good? You could be stuck watching me practice for the rest of your life.

Dwyer: Eh. If that's what it takes.

Soleil: ... Seriously?

Dwyer: Yeah. We're friends, right? A real friend would do that for you.

Soleil: Wow. You're giving me a lot of credit. I don't know if I'd be that
good a friend if the tables were turned.

Dwyer: Sure you would. I have total faith in you. We've been together this
long, after all.

Soleil: I hope you're right... Heh. You know, whatever anyone else says, you
have your moments, Dwyer.

Dwyer: I do? Wait, what do other people say?

Soleil: Oh! But there's a problem. If I did get good at dancing, you wouldn't
need to hang around anymore, huh?

Dwyer: ... You don't need to worry about that.

Soleil: Because I'll never get good?!

Dwyer: ...

Soleil: I was afraid of that...

Dwyer: Soleil! I was just kidding. Even when you learn to dance, I'll still
stick by you.

Soleil: Oh! Well, that's a relief. Then let's get back to it! Watch closely,
Dwyer-here I go!
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D6. Velouria C

Dwyer: Oh, darn it-dropped one of my cookies. And I just got done baking
these!

Velouria: Oooh! Dirt cookie! *gulp*

Dwyer: Hey, that was mine.

Velouria: It was a dirt cookie. You didn't mark it as yours.

Dwyer: I didn't think I needed to.

Velouria: Now you know.

Dwyer: But you can't just eat a cookie that someone drops.

Velouria: Are you calling me a thief?

Dwyer: No, I would never, ever, not in a million years call someone a thief.
I'm only saying you shouldn't eat anything that falls on the ground.

Velouria: It wasn't there long. I ate it right away, fresh as a dirt cookie
gets.

Dwyer: Freshness IS a virtue.

Velouria: I can smell when someone's being sarcastic.

Dwyer: I can smell when a cookie is too gross to eat because it's fallen in
the dirt.

Velouria: If it bothers you so much, then give me one of your other cookies.

Dwyer: But I made these for me.

Velouria: So I can't eat dropped food. Or not-dropped food. I wish I had my
dear, sweet, gentle papa here to set you straight. You're a monster.

Dwyer: I? A monster? And if your father is responsible for your filthy dirt-
cookie habits...? I say he has much to answer for.

Velouria: *sniff, sniff* Yum. Too yum. ... ...
(Velouria leaves)

Dwyer: Wait, Velouria? Huh. She's gone. Why didn't you just give her a darn
cookie, Dwyer?
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Velouria B

Velouria: *sniff* *sniff, sniff*

Dwyer: Smelled me coming, did you?

Velouria: Ha! Take THIS!

Dwyer: Wh-whoa, no need to swipe at me like that, Velouria!

Velouria: To make dirt cookies, yes I do. I can smell what you're hiding.

Dwyer: I've got a new batch of freshly baked cookies. But I'm not hiding
them.

Velouria: Take THAT!

Dwyer: Stop it. There's simply no need-

Velouria: But I want those cookies. They have to fall so they're dirt
cookies. I'm no thief. I won't take them from you.

Dwyer: What a circuitous way to get a cookie. Too much trouble. Here, have
one.

Velouria: Huh?

Dwyer: I baked a batch for us to share.

Velouria: Gimme. *munch, munch* Oooh! Delicious!

Dwyer: Your waggity tail is compliment enough for me, Velouria.

Velouria: Oh, you notice things like that? You're not the monster I thought
you were.

Dwyer: I only fussed last time because you were eating my cookies off the
ground. I take pride in my work.

Velouria: The dirt cookie was almost as delicious though. You shouldn't care.
Now, I need to find you something nice to show my appreciation.

Dwyer: Unnecessary. Your tail-wagging is plenty appreciative.

Velouria: A gift for a gift. How about a teacup? I've heard you like tea. I
have a nice cup in my treasure chest.

Dwyer: Your treasure chest? No, no, no. I only baked cookies.

Velouria: Wait here. I'll fetch the cup.
(Velouria leaves)

Dwyer: She really oughtn't...
(Time passes)

Velouria: Back again.

Dwyer: My, that was fast.

Velouria: Here, that teacup. Have you ever seen a cup so beautifully broken?

Dwyer: Er, broken? Hmpf. I mean, yes. I do see.

Velouria: The handle, cracked just so. Chipped all around. The hole in the
bottom of the cup is the most gorgeous thing of all! It's one of my finest
treasures. Now, all yours.

Dwyer: I'm... I'm flattered. Thank you, Velouria.
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Velouria A

Dwyer: Have a moment, Velouria?

Velouria: For you? Sometimes.

Dwyer: Well then, I was just about to sit down to a nice cup of tea. Join me?

Velouria: Oh! A moisture ritual. I would be delighted to participate!

Dwyer: Here. Careful. It's hot.

Velouria: Thank you, Dwyer- OH! Spilled some. It's hot.

Dwyer: I... think I said that? Are you all right? Scalded anywhere?

Velouria: Kind of you to care. But I spilled only a little. I was startled,
is all.

Dwyer: My fault entirely. Wait here. I'll get something to cool the tea a
tad.

Velouria: Sorry to be a bother.
(Time passes)

Dwyer: There you go. A touch of chilled cream.

Velouria: ... ...

Dwyer: What's wrong?

Velouria: You're not who I heard you are. It's said you don't like to be put
out.

Dwyer: Oh, yes. I don't go to much effort for anyone.

Velouria: But you're baking me cookies and inviting me to tea. Then fetching
cream to cool my cup. That is much effort.

Dwyer: You're not anyone.

Velouria: I am Velouria.

Dwyer: Er, what I mean is that I never raise a finger for anyone I don't
like. Besides, I think we're kindred spirits. I've heard you're a little on
the lazy side.

Velouria: Oh, yes. Work is for fools.

Dwyer: But remember that teacup you ran off to get me from your treasure
chest? You found the cup. You put it in your chest. You ran off. You gave it
to me.

Velouria: None of that was work. It was enjoying what life brought me. Like
you.

Dwyer: Oh? Like me? I see.

Velouria: *sniff, sniffity*

Dwyer: Erm...

Velouria: I detect the scent of awkwardness in the air. Where is it coming
from?

Dwyer: Us, I think.

Velouria: Cover up the odor with something. Flowers. Or scatter dirt.

Dwyer: How about the tea? It's quite fragrant. Here, may I refresh your cup?

Velouria: Mmm-hmm. Oh, yes. The odor goes away. Thank you, Dwyer.
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Velouria S

Dwyer: Velouria, may I waylay you for a moment?

Velouria: What do you want, Dwyer?

Dwyer: Just to give you this. I found it.

Velouria: A tattered scarf? How wonderful!

Dwyer: Do you like it? Good, I'm glad. I found it in the dirt just over
there.

Velouria: Truly, I can't tell you how happy this makes me.

Dwyer: I'm happy that you're happy.

Velouria: *sniff* But, wait... *sniff, sniff* Dwyer... I smell something.
Odd. Out of place. Doesn't fit.

Dwyer: Er, yes? Wh-what could it be?

Velouria: I smell a lie. You said you found it in the dirt-just over there.

Dwyer: Did I? I did. Yes, just over. Right about... there.

Velouria: The dirt on this isn't from here. It's from far, far off.

Dwyer: Oh. I forget how well you smell.

Velouria: *sniff sniff* Dwyer... This is from the mountain of treasure. What
others call the heap. Where fools throw everything away. Did you get this
from there? You'd never walk so far, Dwyer. It is a long way. You have lied
to me.

Dwyer: Yes, yes. I confess. I went to the treasure mountain.

Velouria: Why? You can barely drag yourself from one side of camp to the
other.

Dwyer: I heard that's where you can find many of your prized items-like that
teacup.

Velouria: Why would you go to so much trouble to fetch me a treasure from the
mountain? Wait! You smell like Dwyer. But you are not Dwyer! Give me back
Dwyer!

Dwyer: It's me, Velouria. I did it so I could see a smile on your face.

Velouria: You want me to bare my teeth at you? B-but why?

Dwyer: I hope it might be the first of many smiles I see from you.

Velouria: I see. Is this how your people do this? You sniff my smile? I sniff
yours?

Dwyer: Er, not exactly. I just wanted to show you how much I like being with
you.

Velouria: You didn't have to travel all the way to the treasure mountain for
that. Just show me you treasure ME.

Dwyer: How should I do that?

Velouria: Your people complicate everything. Here, just stand by my side.

Dwyer: All right. Done.

Velouria: Yes. And now don't ever leave it. See? Easy.
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D6. Midori C

Midori: Hi there, Dwyer.

Dwyer: Please tell me you didn't just wake me just to say hello.

Midori: Well, the fact is that I did. But as long as you're awake, you should
know something. You'll catch a cold if you sleep here. It's drafty and wet.

Dwyer: Here's just fine. Leave me be.

Midori: If you get sick, I'll have to make you drink some bitter medicine.

Dwyer: I'll cross that bridge when I never get to it.

Midori: Oh, Dwyer. So petulant! So lazy!

Dwyer: So sleepy. Good night. Or good day. Or whatever good time it is.

Midori: I could mix you up some medicine that will put the pep back in your
step.

Dwyer: I have all the pep I need.

Midori: I think I can tinker with the recipe too. Add something to give you
vigor.

Dwyer: You're not listening to me. Besides, aren't vigor and pep the same?
Sounds like double the trouble to me.

Midori: Sorry. I need to be going. Research to do! Medicines to mix! I'll
have a cure for you soon.
(Midori leaves)

Dwyer: A cure for what? Being me? I'll never drink any sort of anti-Dwyer
potion!
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Midori B

Midori: I've finished your medicine, Dwyer!

Dwyer: What medicine?

Midori: That pep-and-vigor potion!

Dwyer: Oh. You know I have less than zero interest in drinking that.

Midori: You'll be much more interested in drinking it after you've drunk it.

Dwyer: Uh, what? But I'm not going to. Besides, it looks disgusting. What is
that color? Gray? Off gray? Off-off gray?

Midori: Don't judge a potion by its color.

Dwyer: The smell-it's putrid. And what's that sticking out of the froth? Are
those insect legs?

Midori: Yes, but just the legs, mind you. It's good roughage. Down with it.
Here, I'll help!

Dwyer: Midori! NO! Keep back!

Midori: Why? I worked so hard to create this concoction just for you. But if
you won't drink it, I'll just drink it myself.

Dwyer: Ugh. Fine. I can't stand to see you blubber, Midori.

Midori: Yay! Then down the hatch!

Dwyer: *sip* Hmm. Not bad. *slurp* *gulp*

Midori: Yes? Yes? Tell me!

Dwyer: Tell you what? How I'm feel- URK!

Midori: Is it working? Sense any extra pep in your step, Dwyer?

Dwyer: My feet feel like they're on FIRE! But... but... in a good way? I feel
like I could run around the WORLD!

Midori: That seems... extreme. I'll need to tweak the recipe next time.

Dwyer: No, don't change a thing! Go make me more of this stuff!

Midori: Is the energy only in your feet though?

Dwyer: Yes! I could dance all day and night!

Midori: I meant it to make a more rounded peppiness, actually. Maybe instead
of beetle legs, I should use seaweed. Or something. Yes, that's it exactly.
Sorry, Dwyer. I need to be going. The next potion will be perfect.
(Midori leaves)

Dwyer: Hurry, Midori. I'm already feeling my medicine wear off...
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Midori A

Midori: I've got your new and improved medicine, Dwyer!

Dwyer: At last, Midori. Fork it over.

Midori: I figured out just how to tweak the formula.

Dwyer: Yes, yes. Thank you. And gimme.

Midori: I did all the proper research. I'm sure it will be perfect this time.

Dwyer: Let me be the judge of that.

Midori: You might need to... uh... gulp the whole thing down at once.

Dwyer: Why? It doesn't look any more disgusting than last time. The smell is
smellier though.

Midori: Take my word for it. Gulp it fast. Don't look too closely.

Dwyer: Oh, wait... Are those...?

Midori: Heh, yes.

Dwyer: There are eyeballs in this.

Midori: That's the secret ingredient. Does it help to think of them as jelly
spheres?

Dwyer: Not really. I'm not sure that I'll be able to drink this.

Midori: Oh. I see. Then don't. I understand.

Dwyer: Please, not your blubbering face, Midori. I'll drink it.

Midori: I knew you would!

Dwyer: Here goes... *guh-guh-glurp* Gah! Do I need to... swallow those?!
*chew, chew, chew* *pop*

Midori: All done? It should take only a few moments to kick in.

Dwyer: Whoa. It is different this time. I feel all tingly from top to bottom.

Midori: Tingly? Or alert? Zippy?

Dwyer: All of the above. This might be better than coffee for pep factor.

Midori: You don't look very different.

Dwyer: I look just the same whether I'm sleeping or awake.

Midori: Oh, good. As long as it worked. Sorry it was unpleasant.

Dwyer: It's not your fault. I blame the eyeballs for being so... textural.

Midori: Well, the fact is that the most effective medicines are the most
icky.

Dwyer: Compliments to the chef then. It was perfect, Midori.

Midori: You're the perfect patient, Dwyer! So, uh... Can I try out all of my
new medicines on you from now on?

Dwyer: Your personal test subject, eh? Hmm, yes. Just hold the gross stuff.
Maybe I'm being a baby, but I can't stomach eyeballs.
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Midori S

Dwyer: Excuse me? Midori?

Midori: Oh, Dwyer! Let's get right to it. What are your symptoms?

Dwyer: I'm not sick. I just wanted to ask... I mean, I've just been
thinking... I mean, do you like anyone?

Midori: Everyone!

Dwyer: Hmm. Anyone more than everyone else?

Midori: Obviously. My father is the best!

Dwyer: Besides him?

Midori: Well, the fact is that there IS someone. But that's a secret.

Dwyer: Oh. I'll just leave it alone then.

Midori: Leave what alone?

Dwyer: I was hoping that you... I mean... might like... Er, me.

Midori: You?!

Dwyer: Me. I like you-a lot. You're nice. You're caring.

Midori: B-but... Dwyer!

Dwyer: I know. I'm a rat. I'm unlikable. I'm a lazy good-for-nothing. Shall I
go on?

Midori: No, don't! That's not what I was saying.

Dwyer: You didn't need to.

Midori: I'm only upset because you're not following proper procedure. You
can't just blurt out your feelings like that!

Dwyer: I can't?

Midori: There's a method! A system!

Dwyer: Are those two things or one? I'll do them both. I just need to know.

Midori: Look, it's easy, Dwyer. First you pass me a note today saying "Hi."
That's all.

Dwyer: I have to pass you notes? Where? Here? On the battlefield?

Midori: On the second day, you pass a note saying "How's it going?" A month
later, maybe you broach the topic of going out on a stroll. But only with all
of our friends surrounding us. Then they can all get together and say whether
we're a good fit. And then we completely ignore their advice and run off on a
date. That's the proper procedure.

Dwyer: That will take a month. And my hand will cramp up from writing all
those notes! But if that's what you require, I'll be glad to get things
going. I'll just be on my way to fetch paper and pen.

Midori: Yay! I'll write you back, of course. We're going to be the best pen
pals ever, Dwyer!
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D6. Sophie C

Dwyer: Mind telling me what you're doing, Sophie?

Sophie: Huh? What's it look like? I like to fix a big pot of vegetable soup
for the whole troop after a big battle. Helps to have something warm after
getting tired out, you know?

Dwyer: No, that part was clear... but are you sure you know what you're
doing?

Sophie: Heck yeah! I've got the veggies cooked, so now it's time to add the
water.

Dwyer: Yes, but... maybe don't get your water from the horses' trough...

Sophie: What?! Aw, dang it!

Dwyer: Did you not know what this was for? How long have you been a
cavalier...?

Sophie: C-come on. It's not like it's a big deal! Anyone could make that
mistake! Besides, uh, the soup was for Avel!

Dwyer: But... then why did you seem so flustered when I told you?

Sophie: Ha... haha... You must've imagined it, I guess! Better get some
sleep, Dwyer!

Dwyer: Besides, I can't see how a horse would eat a bowl of piping-hot soup.

Sophie: W-well, that's why you're not a cavalier! Avel will eat just about
anything! I'll show you! Avel, it's dinnertime! S-see?! He's slurping it
right up- N-nooooo!
(Horse whinny)

Dwyer: I'm no equestrian, but when a horse stamps like that, it's angry,
right?

Sophie: Calm down, Avel! It's me, your pal Sophie!

Dwyer: Interesting. He didn't like the soup, but he only bolted when you said
your name...

Sophie: W-wait! Avel! I'm really, really sorry! Please get back here!
(Sophie leaves)

Dwyer: Both horse and its master are impossible. They're two of a kind...
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Sophie B

Dwyer: That horse looks familiar... Is that Sophie's feral horse? He's coming
this way...
(Horse whinny)
Dwyer: Avel, please stop biting me. It's very painful...

Sophie: AAAAH! I'm SO sorry, Dwyer! Avel, you naughty boy! What have I told
you about biting people? He didn't hurt you too bad, I hope. Did he break the
skin?

Dwyer: Don't worry about it. It wasn't that deep.

Sophie: Oh, but look! Your sleeve is torn! Ugh, I'm really sorry about this!
Let me fix that for you right now!

Dwyer: It's really not a problem. I can mend my own clothes.

Sophie: Nope! It's Avel's fault, so I have to take responsibility for him.

Dwyer: Well, if you must...

Sophie: I'll have this all sewn up in a jiffy!

Dwyer: I have to say... cleaning up after all of your feral horse's messes
must be a lot of work.

Sophie: "Feral" is a pretty strong word for it! I like to think of him as
"excitable." I do wish he was tamer, though. He never listens to a word I
say...

Dwyer: I guess there's not much you can do about it. They say a horse
resembles its master...

Sophie: H-hey, what? I don't cause half the trouble that Avel does!

Dwyer: Be that as it may... you still have a lot in common.

Sophie: How so? Let's hear some specifics!

Dwyer: Hmmm... it's hard to say. Just, in some nebulous, undefinable way...
you're alike.

Sophie: Hmph! Saying I'm "somehow like" an out- of-control horse is a fine
how-do-you-do. But that's OK. I can overlook a little rudeness. See? I
finished fixing your sleeve.

Dwyer: Oh... you did a good job of it, too.

Sophie: I did? Hooray for me!

Dwyer: Yes, I can barely see the seam. Though that's not to say the repairs
are unnoticeable... Seeing as you managed to sew the sleeve to the undershirt
beneath it...

Sophie: Whaaaaat?! Are you kidding me?! Geez... why do these things always
happen to me...?

Dwyer: Um... didn't it technically happen to me?

Sophie: Huh. I guess it did! I got off just fine. That's a nice way of
looking at it. Thanks, Dwyer!

Dwyer: No, that... wasn't my point. But suit yourself. It doesn't really
matter, because Avel's acting up again.
(Horse whinny)

Sophie: WHAAAAAT?! Bad Avel! Bad! Stop this right now!
(Sophie leaves)

Dwyer: She's got her work cut out for her...
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Sophie A

Dwyer: Uh-oh. Avel's on the loose again... I'd better hide my valuables.
(Horse whinny)

Sophie: Avel! What will it take to calm you down?! Do you want a carrot? Some
sugar cubes? Ack! Now look what you've done!

Dwyer: Looks like you've got your hands full again. Do you need any help
cleaning up?

Sophie: Nah! He's my horse, so it's my problem.

Dwyer: I don't mind. Besides, it'll go a lot faster with some help.

Sophie: Gosh, thanks, Dwyer! All righty then, I'll start putting these
weapons back on the rack. Can you pick up the pot Avel knocked over? It's on
the floor by the table. I'm amazed it didn't break from the fall. Things are
looking up, huh? A-Avel! Wait!
(Dish breaks)

Dwyer: ... So much for things looking up.

Sophie: Awww... I can't take him anywhere. I'm so sick of this always
happening! Why can't I get my own horse under control?!

Dwyer: Well, there's nothing we can do about that jar now, short of giving it
a proper burial. Let's just get back to cleaning.

Sophie: That's OK... I can finish the rest on my own. You must be fed up with
me by now, right? You can go.

Dwyer: I'm not going anywhere...

Sophie: Why not? I'd ditch me, if I was you.

Dwyer: ... I don't think that's true. If Avel was my horse, I doubt you'd
leave me to clean up his catastrophes.

Sophie: Huh...?

Dwyer: Just look at Avel. He's a huge problem for you, but you'd never
abandon him.

Sophie: Well, yeah...

Dwyer: So I wouldn't abandon my friends either. And that means you. No matter
how much disaster follows you around... I'll never turn my back on you. And
neither would your other friends, right? So don't go tearing your hair out.

Sophie: ... OK.

Dwyer: Leave the cleaning up here to me. It's what I do best. Besides, you
should see to your partner in crime. He's making a scene again...
(Horse whinny)

Sophie: Avel! UGH! Some days I swear you're a demon in horse's clothing.
Thanks, Dwyer. Be right back! AVEL! STOP! THOSE CROPS ARE FOR THE WHOLE ARMY!
(Sophie leaves)

Dwyer: Heh... Good luck, Sophie...
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Sophie S

Dwyer: Sophie, um...

Sophie: Give me ooooone second while I finish doing this laundry.

Dwyer: Should I come back later...? I'm sure there are things in that basket
you'd rather I didn't see...

Sophie: Oh uh, no, it's fine! It's just a bunch of hankies and things.

Dwyer: Oh... that makes it doubly odd, then. Why do you have so many pink
handkerchiefs...?

Sophie: Don't be silly. I don't have any... pink... handkerchiefs... AAAAAAH!
The dye from my new red one bled out into all my white ones!

Dwyer: Very unfortunate...

Sophie: UGH! Whatever. I'll just pretend they've been pink all along!

Dwyer: That's a clever spin on it. You always manage to find the bright side
of things.

Sophie: Hey, being depressed all the time is bad for your health! Anyway,
what brings you here?

Dwyer: Oh, I almost forgot. There actually was something I meant to bring up
with you... I, uh... I want to go steady.

Sophie: Huh?!

Dwyer: I love you, Sophie...

Sophie: WHAT?!

Dwyer: Your dauntless optimism gives me a reason to get out of bed in the
morning... I see things totally differently now that I've met you.

Sophie: But... I'm a walking disaster...

Dwyer: Yes, but now you're a walking disaster with this. Here...

Sophie: I-is this a RING?!

Dwyer: I hope this helps prove to you that my feelings for you are real.

Sophie: Y-yeah, it definitely does that... Dwyer, are you sure I'm the woman
for you? You wouldn't prefer someone more... together?

Dwyer: That doesn't bother me at all...

Sophie: Thank you, Dwyer. You could have had a lot of girls, but you went
with me. Heehee... You found a really pretty ring for it, too... AAAAH! AVEL,
NO! DON'T EAT MY RING!
(Horse whinny)

Sophie: NO! NONONONONO! SPIT THAT RING OUT RIGHT NOW! I'M BEGGING YOU, AVEL!

Dwyer: Hey... he actually spit it out. Maybe abject desperation is the key to
getting through to him...
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E. Nohr Second Generation Buddy Supports

Siegbert*

E1. Forrest C

Siegbert: Forrest! Are you going out to do some shopping?

Forrest: I am! I heard some new fabrics have just arrived at the tailor's.
I'm so excited. I haven't had a nice swath of silk in ages!

Siegbert: Are you going alone? Perhaps I could accompany you.

Forrest: Oh, did you have some shopping to do too?

Siegbert: Not exactly. I just feel it's been too long since we've chatted.

Forrest: What do you mean? We talked for three hours straight yesterday! Or
was there something in particular you wanted to talk about?

Siegbert: Er... well, no. I apologize. Would you prefer to go alone?

Forrest: No, it's not that. But you don't really wish to have a chat, do you?
You're trying to protect me again.

Siegbert: *sigh* Guilty as charged. Is that so terrible of me? You're my
cousin. I just want to make sure you're safe.

Forrest: I'm touched by your concern, but I really don't need looking after.
But... I suppose it's all right, just this once.

Siegbert: Are you sure? It's all right if you don't want me to go.

Forrest: Yes, I'm certain. At the very least, it will give me the pleasure of
your conversation. Shall we depart?

Siegbert: By all means! After you.
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Forrest B

Siegbert: Forrest! Off to go shopping again?

Forrest: Siegbert? Yes, actually, I am.

Siegbert: I was just thinking about going shopping again as well! May I tag
along?

Forrest: ...

Siegbert: Forrest? Is something wrong?

Forrest: Thank you for helping me fend off that pack of ruffians that
attacked us last time.

Siegbert: Huh? Oh, think nothing of it. I will not allow anyone to harm my
cousin. I simply did what had to be done.

Forrest: Right. And you plan on joining me today in case something similar
happens?

Siegbert: Indeed. Do you mind?

Forrest: Yes. I do.

Siegbert: But... if I hadn't been there last time... Forrest, you were
outnumbered!

Forrest: Either way, my decision stands. I can take care of myself. I don't
need you protecting me all the time!

Siegbert: This is nonsense.

Forrest: I am not a child. I know your intentions are pure, but you're my
cousin, not my keeper! So just let me take care of myself from now on, OK?

Siegbert: I... I just... As you wish, I suppose. I don't like it, but I
respect your decision.

Forrest: *sigh* Thank you. Sorry if that sounded harsh. I'll take my leave of
you now.
(Forrest leaves)

Siegbert: ...
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Forrest A

Forrest: Siegbert. I'm sorry about the other day. I was too harsh.

Siegbert: No. I should be the one apologizing. It was my fault in the first
place. You were right. I was so worried about your safety, I treated you like
a child. I know you're not weak or anything. I just worry about you. Anyway,
I'm so very sorry. I never meant to hurt you. I was unforgivably wrong.

Forrest: Siegbert... it's OK. I understand. Your heart was in the right
place. I'm happy that you were trying to protect me. It's nice having a
guardian angel. But from here on out, I want you to see me as your ally, not
your obligation. OK?

Siegbert: Yes, of course. I never meant to do otherwise. I swear it. You're
still my cousin, and I love you. I will always want to protect you. But
you're as capable a man as I, and I will respect that from now on.

Forrest: Exactly! I'm so happy you understand.

Siegbert: So! Want to go shopping? I really do have something to do in town
this time, I promise!

Forrest: Yes, that sounds wonderful. Let's go!
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E1. Ignatius C

Siegbert: Good day, Ignatius. I trust everything is well?

Ignatius: Yes, quite well. Thank you, Siegbert.

Siegbert: Excellent. Um...

Ignatius: Is there something else you'd like to say?

Siegbert: Well... yes. Thank you for your service. You're truly an
inspiration to the rest of us.

Ignatius: Are you being sarcastic or something?

Siegbert: No, quite the opposite! I admire the way you carry yourself in
battle. You're a model warrior.

Ignatius: Well, thank you for the kind words, but I don't know about that. I
just do what I'm told...

Siegbert: Well, I only wish I could be as gallant and brave as you, Ignatius.

Ignatius: Again, thank you, but I really wish you wouldn't say things like
that. I'm hardly the most skilled warrior fighting on our side. On top of
that, if you were ever to examine my knees just before battle... I think
you'd find them knocking more loudly than a traveling salesman. I just know
my role, I guess.

Siegbert: What do you mean?

Ignatius: Well, some among us are destined to become great leaders... and
others are sent to the front lines. I have accepted my role.
(Ignatius leaves)

Siegbert: Ignatius?
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Ignatius B

Siegbert: HA! YA! HEY!

Ignatius: Whoa, Siegbert. You're really going for it today. Swinging that
practice sword like you're fighting for your life!

Siegbert: Oh, hey, Ignatius. Yeah, watching you in battle has inspired me to
train harder. YAH!

Ignatius: Um... You do realize that you're going to be king someday, right?

Siegbert: It's possible. But why do you bring that up?

Ignatius: Because your role isn't to be the most heroic on the battlefield.
Your role is to lead our people... and protect the kingdom.

Siegbert: Of course. But again, so what?

Ignatius: Well... there's no real need for you to be so brave on the
battlefield. I'm replaceable. You're not! My role is to protect people, and
your role is to be protected. If anything, you should probably stay as far
away from battle as-

Siegbert: Nonsense! Is that all you have to say to me?

Ignatius: Yeah, I guess.

Siegbert: Then I'll take my leave of you. I'm not done practicing.
(Siegbert leaves)

Ignatius: Damn.
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Ignatius A

Siegbert: Hi-YAAAAAAAH!

Ignatius: At it again, huh?

Siegbert: Yes. What of it, Ignatius?

Ignatius: I thought I told you. You can't die on the battlefield. We need you
to lead us. Men like me can die on the battlefield.

Siegbert: Oh, would you give it a rest? Nobody's role in this army is to die!

Ignatius: I apologize.

Siegbert: I'm sorry, Ignatius. I let my emotions get the best of me. I
appreciate your concern, and believe me, I do understand my role. But I
refuse to stand idly by while my friends risk their necks for me in battle!

Ignatius: I respect that. But if you die, who will lead us?

Siegbert: Oh, I don't intend on dying, Ignatius.

Ignatius: I'm sorry for questioning you, Siegbert. I see now what you're
truly made of. I, for one, would be proud to carry your banner into battle-at
your side.

Siegbert: That means a lot to me, Ignatius. And I would be honored to fight
side by side with you any day of the week. Let's live to see the end of this
war... and forge a peaceful future for all.

Ignatius: Well spoken, sir. You can count on me.
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Forrest*

E2. Ignatius C

Ignatius: Hmm...

Forrest: Um, Ignatius? Why are you staring at me?

Ignatius: Huh? Oh, sorry. I didn't realize I was staring. I was just admiring
your hat. It goes really well with your shirt.

Forrest: Well, thanks! I made them both.

Ignatius: I've been thinking I could use a new look. People tell me I'm
"unapproachable." I don't see why.

Forrest: Well, your face does look kind of intimidating, to be honest. You
know... the expression you're making.

Ignatius: That's just it. I'm not making an expression. This is just how I
look. Do you think some new clothes would help?

Forrest: Well...

Ignatius: Bah, forget I said anything.

Forrest: No, hear me out! I was going to say that I pretty much make only
women's clothes. But I suppose I could try to make something that would look
nice on you.

Ignatius: It's OK. I appreciate the offer, but I don't know what I was
thinking. See you later, Forrest.
(Ignatius leaves)

Forrest: Hmm...
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Ignatius B

Forrest: Hey, Ignatius! Check it out!

Ignatius: Hello, Forrest. What is that?

Forrest: It's a blouse. I mean... shirt. It's a shirt.

Ignatius: I see. Well, it certainly appears to have been competently
tailored.

Forrest: Is that all you have to say? I stayed up all night working on it.

Ignatius: I don't know what else to say. I'm sure it'll look good on you.

Forrest: Um, this shirt is actually for you, Ignatius.

Ignatius: That shirt... for me? Um...

Forrest: You said the other day that people were getting the wrong impression
about you. So I thought something like this could help!

Ignatius: Yeah. I guess I wasn't expecting something so... floral.

Forrest: Oh. You know, I put a lot of work into this garment. The least you
could do is try it on.

Ignatius: I'm sorry, Forrest, but I don't think I could ever wear that. So
what's the point in trying it on?

Forrest: I see. Well, I did tell you that I didn't have much experience with
men's clothing.

Ignatius: And I told you not to bother. Remember? Anyway, never mind. It's my
fault. I never should have said anything.

Forrest: It's OK. I can still salvage the fabric and turn it into something I
can wear. See you around, Ignatius.
(Forrest leaves)

Ignatius: Damn.
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Ignatius A

Ignatius: Hey, Forrest. Do you have a moment?

Forrest: Hey, Ignatius. Sure. What's going on?

Ignatius: I feel terrible about the other day. About the shirt. Do you still
have it?

Forrest: Yes. I haven't done anything with it yet. But why?

Ignatius: Can I try it on?

Forrest: I thought it was too girly for you. Aren't you worried about your
reputation?

Ignatius: People can think what they want. It hurts me that I rejected a
friend like you who was just trying to help. So will you let me try the shirt
on or not?

Forrest: Of course! I can't wait to see how my first men's shirt turned out!

Ignatius: Now I'm not saying I'm going to wear this shirt into battle or
anything...

Forrest: Ha! Well, I didn't design it for battle anyway. It's more of an...
après-battle shirt.

Ignatius: Right. I mean, I wouldn't want to distract anyone on the
battlefield.

Forrest: Of course. So come on back to my tent and you can try it on. I
actually made a few accessories to go with it!

Ignatius: Oh?

Forrest: Yeah, I made a hat and a... well, let's call it a kilt.

Ignatius: It's a skirt, isn't it?

Forrest: Yes. Yes, it is.
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E2. Shigure C

Forrest: Hello, Shigure. What's that you're painting? Oh! And are those oil
paints?

Shigure: They are. I thought I'd try something other than my usual
watercolors. This type of painting was the norm a century ago. It's always an
interesting exercise to immerse oneself in the history of an art.

Forrest: I agree! I love revisiting fashions that have come and gone
throughout history. A hundred years ago in Nohr, there was a tremendous
cultural explosion. Not just in painting and the arts, but in fashion as
well. Now that I think about it, I really must try to study more old
portraits. There must be a wealth of fashion knowledge to be gained from
them. In fact, I cut my hair based on one such portrait done when this style
was in vogue.

Shigure: That makes sense. I remember seeing many paintings from then of
ladies wearing their hair like yours. It seems that fashion and painting are
more closely related than I'd ever considered.

Forrest: I'm happy to see you taking an interest in the subject. It is one
close to my heart.

Shigure: Haha. I could say the same thing of you. Perhaps we'll make a
painter of you yet.

Forrest: Ooh! I just had an idea for something we could do!

Shigure: Hm? What is it?

Forrest: Here, listen. I bet we can surprise everyone! *whisper whisper* ...

Shigure: Mmhmm... Uh-huh...
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Shigure B

Forrest: You mean it's finished?

Shigure: Yes, and it looks splendid, if I do say so myself. Here we are: Lady
Wald's portrait. I hope you approve of the new name.

Forrest: It's perfect! I can't wait to see how our friends will react.
They'll never guess it's me in those ancient clothes! And you did a bang-up
job of painting in that antiquated style.

Shigure: Honestly, the hardest part was aging the canvas and the paints. I
had to be very careful not to overdo it.

Forrest: Well you did a great job of that too!

Shigure: Haha. Thank you. I can't wait to see the looks on their faces when
we tell them it's really you! I'm laughing just thinking about it!

Forrest: Then let's go! We'll show it to everyone right now!

Shigure: Wait, no! If we both go running up to show it to them, it will look
suspicious. You have to go hide somewhere!

Forrest: Oh, you're right! That was a close one...

Shigure: Yes... I think, however, if you show up after some of the others, it
will be OK. So just wait here a few minutes, and then come when you hear us
all talking.

Forrest: OK, I got it! Teehee!
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Shigure A

Forrest: T-to think they would ALL get it right...

Shigure: Yes... I would have sworn we'd done a better job than this...

Forrest: I was really looking forward to seeing their faces, too.

Shigure: Ah, well... it's not all bad, I suppose.

Forrest: Yes, you're right. They were all very impressed with your painting.
They said they were only able to tell it was me because you painted my face
so well...

Shigure: Hey, now. They sang your praises as well. "There is only one beauty
in this entire army, and his name is Forrest." That's a pretty tall
compliment, isn't it? We've got quite a few lookers in this outfit.

Forrest: Haha. Oh, stop it. You're making me blush! Our prank may have been a
bust, but all things told, I think it went pretty well.

Shigure: Yeah. And it was a lot of fun to put together too. Plus you've got
an old-timey costume now!

Forrest: Yes, I may have to look into making more garments in old fashions in
the future. Say, Shigure, this little project has kindled an interest in
painting in me. Would you mind teaching me a thing or two about art?

Shigure: Of course! But only if you agree to teach me about fashion!

Forrest: Done and done! I can't wait until our first lesson!

Shigure: Haha. Me either.
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Percy*

E3. Ignatius C

Percy: Hey, Ignatius! I've been looking all over for you.

Ignatius: Percy? What is it? Did you need some help?

Percy: Naw, I just wanted to get your autograph!

Ignatius: Why in the world would you want that?

Percy: 'Cause you're a hero! You're always fighting on the front lines and
protecting everyone. I've never seen anyone so brave-not even my dad!

Ignatius: You see me as a brave warrior?

Percy: Well, yeah! Because you are, duh! I want to be just like you when I
grow up.

Ignatius: Percy, that's very kind of you to say, but trust me-you don't want
to be like me.

Percy: Really? Why not? Wait, I get it. You're just being modest. 'Cause the
bravest warriors don't need to brag. Man, you are SO COOL!

Ignatius: Please, you're overestimating me. I'm not the man you think I am.

Percy: Nope! You're a brave, gallant warrior, and I won't hear any further
objections! Wait, I just thought of something that's even better than an
autograph... You can coach me! I want to learn to be as brave as you. C'mon,
what do you say?

Ignatius: Coach you? I'm sorry-that's a bad idea.

Percy: Aww, c'mon. Pleeeeease?

Ignatius: Ugh, that pitiful look. I can't turn you down. Fine. If you insist.
But I'm warning you-I'm not a good teacher. And I'm also not brave.

Percy: Yay!

Ignatius: What have I done?
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Ignatius B

Ignatius: Percy, I don't think this is a good idea.

Percy: Why NOT? Jumping over a bonfire is a great way to test my bravery.

Ignatius: No. Put out the fire. This isn't happening. I'm your coach,
remember? You have to listen to what I say.

Percy: Ugh, fine. I'll just have to come up with something else... I've got
it! Why don't I throw some rocks at that beehive over there?

Ignatius: Gods, no! Why would you think of that?

Percy: So the bees will chase us, of course! Then we'll have to run for our
lives! Here I go...

Ignatius: Percy, stop! This is madness!

Percy: Aww, training with you isn't as fun as I imagined it would be. Wait,
what's that over there?

Ignatius: Hmm. Looks like a bear cub. We should get out of here. The mother
bear is probably nearby.

Percy: What's he doing to the tree trunk? Why's he scraping it like that?

Ignatius: This is bad. He's going to anger the bees in that hive! Percy, we
really need to get out of here!

Percy: What about the poor bear cub? Won't the bee stings hurt him?

Ignatius: I don't know, and I don't care to find out. Let's move!

Percy: Just a second. I'll be right back. YAAAAH!

Ignatius: Percy! No!

Percy: *pant* *pant* I... I think I scared him off. It looks like the bees
are still calm.

Ignatius: Did you get stung?

Percy: Nope! Not even once. And hopefully that cub stays away.

Ignatius: That was incredibly reckless of you. But also incredibly brave.

Percy: I'm sorry. I just acted before I even had a chance to think.

Ignatius: Hmm...

Percy: Hey, Coach, can we stop for today? That's all the excitement I can
handle for now.

Ignatius: Yes. I agree.
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Ignatius A

Percy: Hey, Coach! What time should we practice today? Got anything super
dangerous lined up for me to try? I'll do anything! Try me!

Ignatius: Yes, I'm aware of that. Percy, I don't think you need any more
training from me.

Percy: Huh? Why not?

Ignatius: Because you are already far braver than I.

Percy: I don't know about that...

Ignatius: Nonsense. You rushed in to save that bear cub without a thought for
yourself. You could have been stung hundreds of times. Or worse, you could
have run afoul of the mother bear! I know I have a reputation as a tough
warrior, but it is undeserved.

Percy: That's not true, Ignatius. I've seen you in action!

Ignatius: Oh, I'll fight. I'll fight to protect my friends. But I'm always
filled with fear.

Percy: Wow, you're able to rush into battle even though you're deathly
afraid? That might be the bravest thing I've ever heard!

Ignatius: Well, thank you, Percy. I never really thought about it that way.

Percy: Heh. You're welcome. Well, I guess if you think I'm braver than you,
do you want some coaching from ME? I know a great cliff we can jump off of!
Or there's this really spooky cave we could explore...

Ignatius: Um... I'll think about it.
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E3. Dwyer C

Dwyer: There you go... Drink it up, Ace... You really like my coffee, huh?
(Ace roars)

Percy: Ace! There you are!

Dwyer: Hello, Percy. Nice dragon you've got there. He's got excellent taste.

Percy: I'm sorry that I left you alone for so long, Ace! My pop needed me.
And you know what happens when Pop starts talking-he never stops! Hey! What's
that you're drinking, Ace?

Dwyer: A bucket of my best coffee.

Percy: C-coffee?!

Dwyer: Who knew dragons liked it? Maybe they don't. But my coffee is
irresistible.

Percy: Ace is usually really picky. Only water from the purest rivers and
lakes! Coffee is so icky. Why'd he want to drink something that looks like
muddy water?

Dwyer: My coffee? Muddy?

Percy: How did you force Ace to drink it? Did you put a hunk of raw meat in
the bucket?

Dwyer: Perish the thought! I was simply pouring myself some coffee when your
dragon blundered in. His stomach was growling, and he licked the back of my
neck. Ace was going to eat me. As I said, he does have excellent taste. But I
gave him something better than me. Which is my coffee. That was that.

Percy: Thanks, Dwyer! I haven't seen Ace make the happy face in a long time!

Dwyer: Don't mention it.

Percy: But I'm sad that I can't get Ace to make his happy face anymore. I
know, Dwyer! Teach me how to make that coffee stuff!

Dwyer: No need. I'll make it for him anytime you want. Just ask.

Percy: Ace is my partner in justice. I should know how to make him happy.
Besides, everyone is always talking about coffee. I should know how to make
it.

Dwyer: But it took me years to learn the secrets of making coffee...

Percy: I can do it! Please, please, please?

Dwyer: It seems I have no choice. Your dragon is giving me threatening looks.

Percy: I swear that I'll do my best.

Dwyer: Fine. Anything to spare myself the indignity of being an appetizer.

Percy: Thanks! You won't regret this. I'll be the best coffee apprentice
ever!

Dwyer: All right, Percy. See you in class.
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Dwyer B

Dwyer: All right. Next step. Watch carefully. Pour the water over the coffee
grounds...

Percy: Pour it! Yes! Understood!

Dwyer: No, Percy, watch and listen. Pour the water slowly, clockwise... then
counterclockwise. Keep pouring until the water rises to the top of the
strainer, over the grounds. Wait several minutes as the coffee trickles into
the pot below.

Percy: Um, and you warmed up the cup beforehand. Right?

Dwyer: Yes. Otherwise the cup cools the coffee from its ideal serving
temperature. Now you try it all. Warm the coffee cup first.

Percy: Take THAT, cup!

Dwyer: Whoa, whoa, whoa! You don't throw the cup into the open flame! You
heat water first, then pour it into the cup to warm it.

Percy: Oh, that's right. Lemme just get that cup back out of the- OW! HOT HOT
HOT!

Dwyer: Yes, Percy. If you stick your hand into an open flame, it's hot. Did
you burn yourself?

Percy: I'm... I'm all right.

Dwyer: Let me fetch some salve for that, to be safe. Just one moment.

Percy: Sorry I'm such a pain, Dwyer...
(Time passes)

Percy: Making coffee is hard, Dwyer.

Dwyer: Sure it is, but don't kick yourself too hard. I flubbed my first five
hundred cups.

Percy: I always rush into things. I didn't know it would be this difficult.
I'll never be any good at this.

Dwyer: No? Well then... You'll save me a lot of trouble if you just give up.

Percy: Huh?

Dwyer: Time is precious. Mine more than most. I'd prefer not to waste it.

Percy: Then I'm not giving up! I wouldn't want any of the time you've already
spent on me going to waste!

Dwyer: That's... not exactly what I meant. But all right. Let's start over
from the beginning.

Percy: I'll do it right this time, Dwyer!
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Dwyer A

Percy: The coffeepot is warmed up... The coffee grounds are in the filter...

Dwyer: Yes, excellent. Now pour the hot water just right, Percy...

Percy: Right. Clockwise...

Dwyer: Take it nice and slow. You mustn't rush steeping the grounds.

Percy: Then counterclockwise... Please be delicious... please be delicious...
please be delicious... Now, wait a few minutes...

Dwyer: All right. That's enough. How time flies when you're brewing! Now pour
from the pot into the cup.

Percy: And... perfect!

Dwyer: Let me be the judge of that. *sip* Hmm. *sip, sip* Not bad.

Percy: Really?! Gimme! Hey! You're right! Not bad! I just hope that Ace will
like it.

Dwyer: Your dragon knows nothing if he can't tell your coffee passes muster.

Percy: I'll never be able to do it without you watching over me, Dwyer.

Dwyer: Perhaps. Just brew a few hundred more cups. Then you'll have the ol'
Dwyer touch.

Percy: I never could have done it without you though.

Dwyer: True. But I could have never done it without you either.

Percy: Done what?

Dwyer: Learned that it's worth hanging in there. Even when you really don't
want to.

Percy: I really need to repay you somehow. How about I teach you something
that I'm good at?

Dwyer: Sure, I'm game. Like what?

Percy: I'll show you how to ride Ace.

Dwyer: Thanks, but no.
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Percy: Why? You can do it! You're good at everything.

Dwyer: I'm good at not putting my life in your dragon's hands-er, wings.

Percy: Ha! Ace would never eat you. He knows you're my friend.

Dwyer: Does he? Let's give him a while more to figure that out. He still
looks at me like I'm a Dwyer doughnut to dunk in his bucket of coffee. Thanks
anyway, Percy.
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Ophelia*

E4. Soleil C

Ophelia: Tap... tap... tap come the demon's footfalls. Steadily she
advances... Inexorably nearer with every breath... My last chance to flee has
fled. The demon comes to take me...

Soleil: Haha, there you are!

Ophelia: Aieeeee!

Soleil: Why are you hiding? I've been looking high and low for you! Come on,
let's go get some tea! I want to show you my favorite café. It's the perfect
place to sit and talk for hours. Just you... and me.

Ophelia: Soleil... why must you always chase me around?

Soleil: Isn't it obvious? Because I'm interested in you! You and me were
destined to be together! Once you finally realize it, we'll be a partnership
for the ages.

Ophelia: Please... just leave me be...

Soleil: Ahaha... I'm not letting you go that easy, my cute little butterfly!
Relax already! We have so much to talk about that I can't wait to get
started. Heheh... ooooooh, this is gonna be good!

Ophelia: N-nooooooooo!
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Soleil B

Ophelia: Deep breaths, Ophelia... you can do this...

Soleil: Ahaha. Found you again! You can never hide from me for long!

Ophelia: Clearly not... Your pursuit is relentless indeed.

Soleil: That's right. And now that I've caught you, I'll finally get my
chance to talk. Just the two of us... nobody else... for hours and hours...

Ophelia: Not today! For I am no longer a fragile butterfly, powerless before
your onslaught. I saw this moment coming and prepared a special spell for the
occasion! With a flick of the wrist... and a click of the tongue... Hah!

Soleil: What the-?!
(They switch bodies)

Ophelia: How did I get over here? What's wrong with my voice? What happened
to me?!

Soleil: Excellent. The spell worked perfectly.

Ophelia: Holy- That's me! I'm standing in front of myself! What's going on
here?!

Soleil: Teeheehee. Surprised, Soleil? It's a bit of magic I found in an old
grimoire... a body-switching spell. Now I inhabit your body, and you mine.

Ophelia: Huh! Sure enough. I'm... I'm you!

Soleil: Even you would lose interest in chasing your own body. Victory is
mine! Now, let us discuss the terms for me dismissing the spell...

Ophelia: Heh... heeheehee... I'm in your body... It's too cute! This is too
amazing!

Soleil: Hm...?

Ophelia: Now I don't need to chase you-I AM you! I've gotta go find a private
place with a mirror! Heeheeheehee!

Soleil: WHAT?! S-Soleil! Wait! Let's talk this over!

Ophelia: Hey! It's Odin and my dad! Check it out, Dad! I turned into Ophelia!

Soleil: Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh! Don't you dare talk to my father while you're in my
body! This is becoming a nightmare... I don't have any choice left. A click
of the tongue... a flick of the wrist... HAH!
(They switch back)
Soleil: Heeheehuh? Aw, man. I knew it was too good to last...

Ophelia: *sigh*...

Soleil: Ophelia? Did you end the spell already? I was just getting warmed up!

Ophelia: Soleil, you dunderhead!

Soleil: What did I do?!

Ophelia: I thought surely that spell would make you see the error of your
ways. My plan was to have you swear not to chase me as a condition for
restoring you. THEN maybe we could be normal friends!

Soleil: Uh...

Ophelia: But no... you'll never change, I suppose. You'll never listen to my
pleas... You'll always hound me, try as I might to hide. W-well, see if I
care! *sniff* *sob*
(Ophelia leaves)

Soleil: O-Ophelia... ... I think I messed up somewhere.
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Soleil A

Soleil: Ophelia... Um... I wanted to apologize. I'm really sorry for how I
acted. I kept doing what you told me not to. I should have listened to you.

Ophelia: ...

Soleil: I really like you, Ophelia. I think you're supercool. You're
confident in yourself, and you never flinch or falter in battle. That's why I
wanted to sit down and talk with you. That's all I wanted, really... But I
was so nervous, all my invitations came out wrong. I'm really sorry. I
promise I won't do that to you again. So please... if it's all right with
you, I still want to be your friend.

Ophelia: ...

Soleil: I... guess it's not all right. OK.

Ophelia: My father told me about your father.

Soleil: Huh?

Ophelia: Laslow has fought side by side with my father many times. My father
called him a steadfast comrade- in-arms. And I always felt... that maybe one
day, you and I would be the same way. I believed the stars had aligned to
bind our fates together.

Soleil: Aw, Ophelia...

Ophelia: I looked forward to meeting you even before I came to this world.
But when at last we did meet... you were such an embarrassment... Not at all
like the comrade-in-arms that I had imagined you to be.

Soleil: Oh. I'm... I'm sorry...

Ophelia: No... I blame myself. I made you out to be something you're not. You
only ever saw me as I am... But when I looked at you, I compared you to the
ideal I had in my mind. When I think back, you never said you wanted anything
more from me than to talk. I was the one who ran from you, refusing to listen
to what you were saying. So if anyone should apologize, it's me.

Soleil: I dunno... maybe I won't be the kind of partner you had in mind...
But I'd love to get closer to you anyway!

Ophelia: But don't you see? We already are closer than we realized. Real
friends don't need to work so hard to get each other's approval. I want that
to be us: easy and comfortable with one another.

Soleil: Really?! That would be wonderful... I hope you can learn to like me
just the way I am.

Ophelia: I'm confident that I will. The stars wouldn't lie, would they? I
feel their twinkling in my deepest self and know, with absolute certainty...
great things will come of us.

Soleil: Wow... that's really cool.

Ophelia: Hmhmhmhm... what else would one expect from the chosen maiden? Now
then, shall we go?

Soleil: Go where?

Ophelia: To that tea shop you were going on about. We'll sit down, just the
two of us, and have a nice, long chat.

Soleil: Ophelia! Are you for real? Somebody- pinch me! This is why I love
you!

Ophelia: Hmhmhm... for the first time, I'm happy to hear you say that.
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E4. Midori C

Ophelia: Oh, stardust, imprisoned in this crystal! Reveal my future-my
destiny!

Midori: More of your fake fortune-telling, Ophelia?

Ophelia: Fake? What do you know? I perform the most accurate fortune-telling
of anyone!

Midori: The fact is that you made up your methods all by yourself.

Ophelia: Wh-what? Who told you that? But yes... yes, I did. That's how I know
it's the most accurate. After all, I'm a chosen one, and I've got a great
destiny ahead of me. Given my powerful future, the fortunes I tell must be
powerful too!

Midori: That makes no sense. Besides, if you're a chosen one with a chosen
future, why bother with this stuff?

Ophelia: You can't begin to understand what it's like to bear the burden of
chosenness. Don't even try, Midori.

Midori: You just don't want to face reality. Who you are-here and now.

Ophelia: Yeah, whatever, Little Miss Smarty-Pants. The present is dull and
boring. Just like you. I like seeing my future through sparkly glasses, thank
you very much.

Midori: Then I'll leave you to your lies. Come chat with me anytime you want
a fact check.
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Midori B

Ophelia: Mighty spirits who watch over us! Reveal my future-my destiny!

Midori: Still more of your fake fortune-telling, Ophelia?

Ophelia: You again? Leave me be.

Midori: It's high time you stare reality in the face. You need facts, not
foolishness.

Ophelia: You live your way. I'll live mine. But don't be spreading lies about
how my fortune-telling is a sham!

Midori: The fact is only your fortunes are fake. We know others who do it
properly. Your weird chanting doesn't do anything.

Ophelia: How do you know?

Midori: You're clearly saying things you want to hear. But it's just
gibberish.

Ophelia: What's wrong with saying things I want to hear? It builds
confidence.

Midori: Really...

Ophelia: Yes, really. Here, I'll tell your fortune. Then you'll see things my
way.

Midori: No, thank you.

Ophelia: Scared? You shouldn't be. I'll tell you only the good parts of your
fate.

Midori: I don't want to hear about the future.

Ophelia: Why?

Midori: I have enough problems in the present. People injured. People in
pain. I have too much to worry about in the here and now. I cannot bear to
know the future.

Ophelia: Oh, Midori, I didn't realize...

Midori: So you can keep your sweet dreams. Ugh. Why am I even here? I have
too much to do.
(Midori leaves)

Ophelia: By the gods, I had no idea how heavy a burden that girl is
carrying...
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Midori A

Midori: That last batch of medicine I made... It was a mess-unusable!

Ophelia: Hi, Midori.

Midori: Please, Ophelia. I don't have time for your nonsense now.

Ophelia: Spare a moment?

Midori: The fact is, I never have a spare moment. Not for myself. Certainly
not for you.

Ophelia: I want to tell your future.

Midori: Argh! No! Stop trying to convince me!

Ophelia: You need your future told more than anyone I know. I had no idea the
pressure that you're under. I think I can help.

Midori: I... I am having a hard time. All the wounded and dying...

Ophelia: Could it hurt to try a fortune just once? Please, even if you think
it's silly. Do it just for fun then.

Midori: If you insist.

Ophelia: Thank you, Midori. Here we go. Oh, stardust, imprisoned in this
crystal! Reveal Midori's future-her destiny!

Midori: Hmpf!

Ophelia: Wait! I'm seeing something! It's you! You're... you're... You're
smiling!

Midori: I am?

Ophelia: You're surrounded by all those you've healed. They're smiling too!
They're gathered to celebrate your life's achievements-your incredible
medicines!

Midori: Really? That's my future? That's a sweet dream, all right.

Ophelia: It won't be merely a dream if you keep working as hard as you do.

Midori: Ha! I hope you're right.

Ophelia: I know I shouldn't get so caught up in all my fanciful fortune-
telling. But I'm not you. I'd wilt if I was around as much pain as you always
are. I need my fortunes to keep me going. The world-it's so gloomy.

Midori: Well, the fact is that you'll always have me around to rally your
spirits.

Ophelia: I will? Then maybe I can face reality now and then. If I don't, I
know you'll tell me to!

Midori: Oh, no I won't. Not anymore. Not with you around to make my future
bright. Thanks for being you, Ophelia.
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Soleil*

E5. Nina C

Nina: Oh, look at those cute guys wrestling... I could watch this forever.

Soleil: Oh, look at those cute girls sparring... I could watch this forever.

Nina: Soleil?

Soleil: Nina?

Nina: What are you doing here?

Soleil: Heh, you caught me. I was checking out those girls over there.

Nina: Oh. That's weird.

Soleil: Oh yeah? Well, what are YOU doing? Weren't you checking out those
guys?

Nina: So?!

Soleil: Looks like we're even. Though the show I was watching was far more
interesting.

Nina: How can you say that? Look at those guys! What if they accidentally
kissed? Hnnngg...

Soleil: SHHH! I THINK THEY CAN HEAR US!

Nina: Gah! Why did you shout that? Now they DEFINITELY heard us. See? They're
leaving.

Soleil: Oh great, now the girls are leaving too.

Nina: You know what I'd like? If YOU went away and left me alone!

Soleil: Same to you, lady.

Nina: Ugh!

Soleil: Bah!
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Nina B

Nina: So, we meet again, Soleil.

Soleil: Oh, it's you.

Nina: Let me guess. You're planning on spying on the girls at practice again,
right?

Soleil: Well, I wouldn't call it spying. More like... people watching. But
yes. And I suppose you'll be ogling that group of guys, hoping they'll start
smooching?

Nina: That's right. It makes me happy.

Soleil: Well then.

Nina: Hmph.

Soleil: You know what? This is actually a chance for you to see how cute and
wonderful girls are!

Nina: Likewise, you could learn a thing or two about the charms of men!

Soleil: OK, so first of all... girls smell AMAZING. Not like stinky boys.

Nina: Stinky? All right, maybe a little bit. But one of the amazing things
about guys is the purity of their relationships. If a couple of guys are best
friends, they'll do anything for each other.

Soleil: But... guys are so... What's the opposite of soft and curvy?

Nina: I think you're thinking of sinewy and muscular. Yep. Mmm hmm.

Soleil: Well, this hasn't been very productive.

Nina: No, I suppose not.

Soleil: That's too bad. For a minute there, I was sure you'd join me on the
girl bandwagon.

Nina: Maybe it's not something one can be talked into...

Soleil: Maybe not. But it was kind of fun to try.

Nina: Yeah... weird!

Soleil: Hee, hee! Well, I guess I'll see you here again tomorrow.

Nina: You better believe it!
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Nina A

Soleil: Here's the thing, Nina. A pretty girl's smile can light up the entire
world.

Nina: But, Soleil... the smile that a man gives another man is so carefree
and pure. Doesn't it just make your heart race?

Soleil: Hmm...

Nina: *sigh*

Soleil: Once again, we're just going around in circles.

Nina: Yeah... It's a shame we can't seem to come to an understanding.

Soleil: I think we're just going to have to agree to disagree, don't you
think?

Nina: Oh yes, I agree with that.

Soleil: *sigh*

Nina: *sigh*

Soleil: You know, maybe we're not so different after all.

Nina: We like different things... but we have the same kind of passion.

Soleil: Ha! That's exactly it.

Nina: Hee, hee! Why are we being so silly?

Soleil: Beats me. You know what? I really don't mind hearing more about guys.

Nina: Oh, I'd love to share some of my silly little daydreams with you. And I
want to hear more about what makes girls so fascinating.  Maybe daydreaming
about girls would be a fun change of pace...

Soleil: Yeah! I'm glad we're friends now, Nina.

Nina: Me too, Soleil. Now, let's focus on what's really important... Spying-I
mean, people watching!
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E5. Sophie C

Soleil: Heya, Sophie!

Sophie: Whoa, where did you come from? Do you need me for something?

Soleil: Aren't you the serious one! But, no. I don't need something. Just
admiring a beautiful flower.

Sophie: And that is the end of our discussion. I prefer to be recognized for
my ability.

Soleil: What?! W-wait, Sophie! Don't be like that!

Sophie: I don't have time for odes to beauty. I'm trying to become a great
knight.

Soleil: With that unmanageable horse of yours?

Sophie: Wow! How can you say that?! Avel's just excitable, that's all.

Soleil: Sorry. I couldn't resist teasing you a little. So you wanna be a
great knight, huh? Because I have an idea...

Sophie: Uh-oh.

Soleil: Let's make a little bet on if you can pass as a knight in the next
encounter. I'll be the judge. If I say you fought well, then you win.

Sophie: You're the judge of a bet you're part of? That seems kinda biased.

Soleil: What, you don't think you can win? Then how about I ask everyone in
our army after our next battle?

Sophie: Uh, th-that won't be necessary. Fine, just you then. What happens if
I win?

Soleil: I will never call you a flower again.

Sophie: Sounds good. And if I lose?

Soleil: Then you'll change your name to Flower.

Sophie: No way, Soleil.

Soleil: Oh, all right. You have to emblazon a tiny flower on your armor.

Sophie: All right. Challenge accepted!

Soleil: Well then, Lady Knight, I'll see you on the battlefield.

Sophie: You'd better be there. Watch me closely, you hear? I'm going to win
this bet.
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Sophie B

Sophie: Soleil! Soleil!

Soleil: ... Hi, Sophie...

Sophie: Were you watching that last encounter? You did see it, right?

Soleil: ...

Sophie: So? What did you think? I did pretty darn well, if I do say so
myself!

Soleil: F-fine, I'll admit it... You were a perfect knight on the
battlefield.

Sophie: What was that? I couldn't quite hear! You'll have to speak up!

Soleil: I said you were a PERFECT! KNIGHT!

Sophie: Hah! In your face, Soleil!

Soleil: *sigh* And I so wanted to be the one to emblazon that flower on your
armor.

Sophie: Heehee. Too bad! But I have to hand it to you for not bending the
rules just to win.

Soleil: I would never stoop so low! I like you too much for that. Anyway, you
win the bet.

Sophie: And so you're forbidden from ever calling me a flower again. You may
write odes to my battle prowess. But not one word about beauty.

Soleil: What?! I said I'd never call you a flower again. That's all!

Sophie: All right then. Let's try one more bet. Double or nothing. No
compliments on my looks ever again...

Soleil: But you just said-

Sophie: Unless you can prove that you're a great mercenary in our next
battle. So, show me what you've got, Ms. Merc!

Soleil: Will do! For you, lovely rose, I'll fight until I lie bleeding in the
fields...

Sophie: Hey! What did I JUST say?!

Soleil: ... Yes, ma'am.
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Sophie A

Soleil: Sophie! Did you see me fight?!

Sophie: Ugh... Yeah. I saw the whole thing...

Soleil: Well? How'd I do?

Sophie: ... I gotta say... you looked like a die-hard mercenary.

Soleil: Ooh!

Sophie: Which, yes, means you're off the hook. Well done.

Soleil: YIPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Oh, thank the gods! I'm free! I'm finally,
finally freeeee!

Sophie: Wow, this really is a big deal for you, huh? Was it that hard not
praising my beauty?

Soleil: Oh, you have no idea... I felt like I was in prison or something! To
have such a sweet flower so close at hand and not be able to compliment
her... It was the most dreadful torture!

Sophie: Well, fair's fair. You're free to call me any sort of flower you
want. I honestly did think you were great during that battle, though. If
you're that skilled in battle, I wish you could see that I'm a knight
first...

Soleil: And a flower second? With you, it's all one and the same.

Sophie: Well, I still think it's embarrassing.

Soleil: Urk...! W-well, anyway, thank you for your nice words about my
mercenary skills. A kind word from a beautiful girl is the most precious
treasure in the world. But now that we've settled that, I'm glad to chat
about other things too.

Sophie: Oh yeah?

Soleil: Yeah, like cleaning our weapons, or our favorite training
exercises... Or stuff we notice about our each other's performance after a
battle.

Sophie: Now THAT'S my idea of a good time! Why don't we grab coffee sometime
and have a nice, long chat?

Soleil: Two flowers, discussing war? Who woulda thunk? I have so many
questions for you, Sophie!

Sophie: Me too, Soleil!
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Nina*

E6. Velouria C

Velouria: Mmm... *nom* *nom* *nom*

Nina: Hey, Velouria. What are you eating? Feel like sharing?

Velouria: Hmm? Oh, just some raw meat. Can you believe someone left this on
the ground?

Nina: What? Eww. You can't eat something that's been sitting on the ground!

Velouria: I don't see why not. Finders, eaters.

Nina: That's not what I mean. Won't it make you sick to your stomach?

Velouria: No, I think it will fill my belly quite nicely.

Nina: Ugh! Well, don't come crying to me when your stomach is all bloated and
pukey.

Velouria: Grr...

Nina: What is it? Are you all right? I told you you were going to be sick!

Velouria: I'm not sick. I'm just disappointed that there isn't more raw meat.

Nina: Oh. Gah. You're really hard to read, you know that?

Velouria: So?

Nina: So... well... I just think everyone would appreciate it if you were
more expressive.

Velouria: Eh.

Nina: I've got a great idea! Why don't the two of us practice together?
You'll totally make more friends if you learn how to smile once in a while!

Nina: Hey, where are you going?

Velouria: Oh, I'm leaving. This doesn't sound like anything I want to deal
with.
(Velouria leaves)

Nina: Ugh. What is WITH her? I was just trying to help her out!
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Velouria B

Nina: All right, Velouria. Flex those cheek muscles and smile a little wider.

Velouria: ...

Nina: Hmm, OK. Now then, let's see your angry face.

Velouria: ...

Nina: Ugh. It's like you're not even trying. Those two faces were identical!
Can you even express yourself at all?

Velouria: Of course I can. I just don't care to do it on command. And I think
this practice session is a waste of time for us both.

Nina: Aw, come on. Don't be like that.

Velouria: Can I just get on with my day now?

Nina: Why won't you take this seriously?

Velouria: I already told you. I don't understand the point.

Nina: The point is that it will help you relate to some of the people around
you! Yeesh!

Velouria: But I like things the way they are. People are complicated.

Nina: Well, that's true, but having friends to spend time with is worth the
effort.

Velouria: I actually prefer to spend most of my time alone. This is normal
among wolfskin.

Nina: If you say so. I guess I just don't get it.

Velouria: I do have one question for you.

Nina: What's that?

Velouria: Why would you go out of your way to try to help me?

Nina: Easy. Because you're my friend. Right?

Velouria: I see. So you would sacrifice your own time and energy for one you
consider a friend?

Nina: Uh, of course! Haven't you heard the saying? "That's what friends are
for."

Velouria: Clearly I have not. But... thank you. I do understand a selfless
act when I see one.
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Velouria A

Nina: Velouria... do you have a moment?

Velouria: Yes?

Nina: I just wanted to apologize for putting you through all that weird
facial training. I realized you're happy the way you are, and I shouldn't
question that. So if I can't read your expressions, well, that's my problem,
not yours.

Velouria: Aw. You're sweet, Nina.

Nina: Wait, what was that? Where was that smile when I was trying to pry one
out of you?

Velouria: Like I said... I don't have a problem expressing myself. I just
prefer not to do it on command. But after seeing the lengths you've gone on
my behalf, this feels natural.

Nina: Well, thank you! I'm glad that the time we spent wasn't a TOTAL waste.

Velouria: On the contrary, I feel as though I've gained some insight into
human culture.

Nina: Wait... did your tail just wag?

Velouria: Yes... wolfskin tails tend to wag involuntarily when we are happy.

Nina: Well, you're more expressive than I could have ever imagined. Now I
feel foolish!

Velouria: It's not your fault, Nina. We don't normally tell humans about such
things. But you're my friend.

Nina: Oh, Velouria! Thanks so much! And sorry again for pushing human
standards on you.

Velouria: Please don't fret about it. I do live among humans, so it's helpful
to understand.

Nina: Likewise, I'd love to learn more about wolfskin culture.

Velouria: What for? You don't even have a tail.

Nina: Well, sure, but I'm genuinely curious. And I thought it might bring us
closer together.

Velouria: I see. Well, I don't see any reason why I can't share a few things
with you. I, too, would like to become closer, Nina. So let's start with the
ears. When they droop down, I'm sad.

Nina: Fascinating! And what about when you scratch your neck with your hind
leg?

Velouria: I have literally never done that.
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Velouria*

E7. Sophie C

Sophie: Avel! Where on earth did you get to now?! I've got a carrot for you
if you'll come out! Be a good boy for once, Avel, please!

Velouria: ... I don't know if the horse or the master is more of a menace.

Sophie: Whoa, it's Velouria! Listen, have you seen Avel anywhere? He ran off
again.

Velouria: Haven't seen him.

Sophie: Hmm... dang it...

Velouria: Why are you looking so hard? He'll come back on his own eventually.

Sophie: I can't abandon him! Especially since I just know he's causing
trouble for someone, somewhere...

Velouria: Oh. Then maybe you should give him up. If I had a horse like that,
I'd have gotten rid of him a long time ago.

Sophie: I could never do that!

Velouria: Why not? Isn't he making your life hell?

Sophie: Well, maybe a teensy bit, but... bad or not, he's still my partner!
Anyway, see you around! I gotta find Avel before he does something REALLY
bad!
(Sophie leaves)

Velouria: ... Why is she so attached to that dumb horse? I don't get it.
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Sophie B

Sophie: Avel! Come ON, Avel! How does a horse get so good at hiding?!

Velouria: So Avel's out again, huh...?

Sophie: Velouria! You're just who I needed! Can you help me look for Avel?

Velouria: Nuh-uh. I'm not getting involved in your mess.

Sophie: But there must be SOMETHING you can do to help! Please? If you do,
I'll give you my dinner!

Velouria: ... No kidding?

Sophie: Yeah! I promise!

Velouria:
Three dinners. That's my price.

Sophie:
Three dinners?! You're just asking for that because you know I'm desperate!

Velouria:
I think it's fair, considering what you're roping me into.

Sophie: Ugh... fine... Find Avel for me, and I'll give you two WEEKS' worth
of dinners!

Velouria: Ooooh... Deal!

Sophie: Great! I was thinking you could try tracking him by scent. You're
supposed to have a pretty keen sense of smell, right?

Velouria: Huh. That's a better idea than I was expecting from you. Did you
bring something with his scent on it?

Sophie: Well... sort of. He had all his tack on him when he ran off.

Velouria: That's fine. I only need one thing to get started. What have you
got?

Sophie: Um, well... the good news is, it smells pretty strongly, so...

Velouria: ... Stop right there. You're about to ask me to smell Avel's poop.

Sophie: N-not even a little whiff?

Velouria: Absolutely not! I ought to get a week's worth of dinner just from
you asking that!

Sophie: Y-you're right... Sorry, Velouria.
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Sophie A

Sophie: *sniffle* Avel, come baaaaack...

Velouria: *sigh* Don't tell me... Your crazy horse ran off again.

Sophie: Hi, Velouria...

Velouria: Seriously, get a new horse. This one gives you nothing but grief.

Sophie: ...

Velouria: There are plenty of other fine horses in the world. We'll find a
replacement in-

Sophie: No. Avel's irreplaceable... He causes no end of trouble and never
listens to anything I say, but... he's my partner, and you don't give up on
your partner!

Velouria: ...

Sophie: I've been with Avel too long to back a different horse now.

Velouria: Sometimes I can't tell which of you is really holding the reins...

Sophie: Ahaha... wow, harsh! What can I say? I love his wild ways.

Velouria: ... Let's go after him.

Sophie: Huh?

Velouria: He's a pain in the tailbone, but I'll help you get him back if
that's what you want.

Sophie: But you hate Avel...

Velouria: Yeah, but I can't say no to a friend who needs me.

Sophie: Awww...

Velouria: Come on-let's go before I change my mind.

Sophie: Yeah! Avel left a big load of stuff for you to scent him with this
morning!

Velouria: I am NOT smelling your horse's poop. That's where I draw the line.

Sophie: Haha, OK! We'll think of something else. Thanks so much, Velouria!

Velouria: Heehee... You're welcome.
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F. Nohr Parent-Child Supports

Siegbert^

F1. Xander C

Siegbert: Hello, Father.

Xander: Siegbert? I didn't see you there.

Siegbert: Are you preparing to ride into the fray?

Xander: That I am. Care to join me?

Siegbert: I-I'll decline... I lack the necessary experience to ride at your
side. Any contribution I could make would pale in comparison to yours,
Father...

Xander: I'm not expecting you to sweep the battlefield single-handedly, Son.
But I think you'd get a lot out of it. Hands-on experience is priceless.

Siegbert: I don't doubt that. It's just... You see, I-

Xander: I won't force your hand, Siegbert. I realize you have your own duties
to handle.

Siegbert: I hope I'm not disappointing you, Father.

Xander: Think nothing of it. We'd best both be off, then. I to my duties and
you to yours. But do bear in mind that my position and my sword will pass to
you someday. Remember that well.

Siegbert: You needn't worry about that, Father. It is ever uppermost in my
mind...
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Xander B

Xander: I'd like to ask you something, Siegbert. What qualities are demanded
of those who inspire others to action?

Siegbert: Might, wisdom, and skill come to mind. An iron will and faith in
one's cause...

Xander: Indeed, all of those are crucial qualities in a leader.

Siegbert: You have an ample share of each one, Father.

Xander: And which of these qualities do you see in yourself, my son?

Siegbert: None of them. If I am an apple from your tree, it is undoubtedly a
rotten one. I must hone my skills, until I am as mighty and noble as you...

Xander: I am very sorry, Siegbert.

Siegbert: Whatever for, Father?

Xander: I fear that my constant presence at your side has stunted your
growth... Even more alarming, I fear I have somehow harmed your own self-
image. That is the last thing a father ever wants to do to their own son. To
compare the two of us does justice to neither. You have your own methods-your
own ideals-and they are as valid as mine.

Siegbert: You're wrong! You are the star by which I navigate, Father! The
yardstick by which I measure myself. You're... you're my hero.

Xander: I understand your feelings, Son. Truly, I do. There was a time when
my father was the world to me as well. But if you would learn any one thing
from me, let it be this. Your father I may be, but in this army, you and I
are but fellow soldiers. And a soldier who cannot rely on his allies shall
inevitably meet a swift end. In order to properly rely on me, you must first
stop being intimidated by me. I am no star, merely a learning tool. Let us
help keep each other sharp.

Siegbert: Father... Thank you. I will consider carefully what you have said.

Xander: If I can do anything to aid your growth, please don't hesitate to
tell me. I wish to know... as your ally, and especially as your father.

Siegbert: I will, Father! I promise!
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Xander A

Siegbert: Father... There is a small matter I'm hoping you might help me
with...

Xander: Siegbert? Leaning on me for assistance, are you? It's about time.

Siegbert: I hope I'm not being a bother...

Xander: Not in the least. What seems to be the trouble?

Siegbert: Ofttimes when I am caught in the gazes of our people, I am struck
with fear. Their eyes are so heavy with expectation, and there are so many of
them... I feel I must be nothing less than perfect in their eyes. And this
vexes me.

Xander: You buckle under the weight of expectation, do you? I know the
feeling well.

Siegbert: You do, Father? I didn't expect you to say that.

Xander: I'm flesh and bone, like anyone else. I wasn't prepared for this
burden at first.

Siegbert: Then you are just the one to tell me- however did you manage the
strain?

Xander: ... Bunnies. Whenever the people's beseeching eyes caused me to lose
my nerve... I would imagine them as bunnies. Even the most chickenhearted,
after all, never shrank from a bunny's stare.

Siegbert: Well, that's... certainly true.

Xander: It's not always that I imagine them this way, of course. Only at
times when the strain might be otherwise too much to bear.

Siegbert: Haha... It's an interesting approach! I'll try that next time,
Father.

Xander: I hope that it helps you as it has helped me. But do you know what
lifts my spirits even more, Siegbert? To see my son come to me for advice.

Siegbert: I... I just never wanted you to think that I couldn't figure it out
on my own. I just want so badly for you to be proud-

Xander: I know. And I am. More than words could ever fully convey. But we
both stand to gain, never to lose, from frank and honest discussion. Let us
not be strangers, but family. Anything you need, I wish to provide.

Siegbert: Thank you, Father. I won't soon forget those words. I... I love you
so very much.

Xander: I love you too, my son. Come. Let us continue this discussion over a
cup of tea.

Siegbert: Yes, sir!
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F1. Azura C

Siegbert: Mother... So this is where you were.

Azura: Oh, hello, Siegbert...

Siegbert: You seem tired. Is everything OK?

Azura: Don't worry about me-I'm fine. I've just been very busy lately-it's
left me with some aches I just can't get rid of...

Siegbert: I see... Mother, I think I know the perfect way to help us both!

Azura: Help? What do you mean?

Siegbert: I'd like to give you a shoulder massage.

Azura: Well, I see how that could help me, but... how does that help you?

Siegbert: Like you, I've been feeling some aches and pains. One of the
healers here showed me some pressure points to relieve the pain, but I can't
really find the spots when I try to massage myself. If I could practice on
your shoulders, you could tell me when I find the spots.

Azura: Well, I'm not one to refuse a free massage-not when it'll help us
both.

Siegbert: Excellent! Thank you, Mother. Here, try and relax...

Azura: ... Ahhh. That feels great. I can already feel my shoulder pain
easing. Thank you, Siegbert. I hope you're not nearly as sore as I was.

Siegbert: No need for concern, Mother. I'm the one who should be thanking
you. Now that I know where to apply pressure, my pain will be a thing of the
past.

Azura: Just the same, thank you, Siegbert.
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Azura B

Siegbert: Ugh...

Azura: Siegbert, you look like you're in a bit of pain.

Siegbert: It's nothing, Mother. Don't worry about it.

Azura: Don't be silly. Come here. It's difficult to massage your own neck.

Siegbert: I'm fine, really! I don't want to be seen like this.

Azura: Heehee. No one will care if they see your mother taking care of you,
Siegbert.

Siegbert: *sigh* Fine...

Azura: You know, these kind of knots in your neck don't form unless you're
stressed... Anything you want to talk about?

Siegbert: Nothing you need to worry about- I'm sure I can handle things on my
own.

Azura: Really? I'm happy to listen.

Siegbert: Well... Lately I find myself lost in thought a lot. I can't help
thinking that I'm not strong enough yet. Or wondering if I have what it takes
to protect the people.

Azura: I'm sure there are people stronger than you. There are definitely
people with more experience and knowledge-you're young!

Siegbert: Mother, you aren't really helping...

Azura: But recognizing that there is more you can learn is something not
everyone does! Once you realize that you can learn more, seek out the strong
and more experienced. Learn from them. It will be tough, but it's how you
improve yourself.

Siegbert: Worry, hardship, study... These things will make me stronger. Thank
you, Mother. I feel a bit better already.

Azura: Good! But don't let your neck get so knotted before you ask for help
next time.
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Azura A

Siegbert: Mother, have you got some free time?

Azura: Oh, Siegbert! What do you need?

Siegbert: Well, I'd like to give you another shoulder massage.

Azura: Heehee, another? Have you already forgotten where those pressure
points are?

Siegbert: N-no, of course not! I just wanted to repay you for the advice you
offered me the other day.

Azura: It was helpful, then?

Siegbert: Very much so. I've been able to apply that open-mindedness to
several situations. I've learned from villagers what it is to live
diligently. And from my comrades, I've learned what it's like to face strong
enemies... I've witnessed all different kinds of strength from the people
I've encountered. And I've become acutely aware of my own shortcomings.  But
now, instead of grinding to a stop when I find a fault in myself... I want to
push forward and overcome the obstacle.

Azura: You've grown up a lot, Siegbert.

Siegbert: I'm sure I'll still find things to be worried about... But that's
also a necessary waypoint on the path to growing stronger... For now, I think
I'll puff out my chest and brood a little, like Father.

Azura: Heehee. If there's anything more I can do to help, come talk to me
about it anytime.
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F1. Felicia C

Siegbert: Mother... So this is where you were.

Felicia: Siegbert? Nice of you to come...

Siegbert: You seem tired. Is everything OK?

Felicia: Haha, are you worried about me? Don't be. I've just been overwhelmed
lately... It's getting to me a little.

Siegbert: I see... Mother, I think I know the perfect way to help us both!

Felicia: That would be wonderful! What did you have in mind?

Siegbert: I'd like to give you a shoulder massage.

Felicia: I'd appreciate it, but I fail to see what good that would do you.

Siegbert: Like you, I've been feeling some aches and pains. One of the
healers here showed me some pressure points to relieve the pain, but I can't
really find the spots when I try to massage myself. If I could practice on
your shoulders, you could tell me when I find the spots.

Felicia: It seems perfectly logical when you put it that way. Just be gentle,
dear.

Siegbert: Excellent! Thank you, Mother. Here, try and relax...

Felicia: Ahh... I needed that. It's like the fatigue was never there. Thank
you, Siegbert. May I repay the favor?

Siegbert: No need for concern, Mother. I'm the one who should be thanking
you. Now that I know where to apply pressure, my pain will be a thing of the
past.

Felicia: Ah, yes! I was so relieved that I almost forgot about that part.
Well, even though you did it partly for yourself, I'm grateful anyway.
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Felicia B

Siegbert: Ugh...

Felicia: Oh dear... Is the soreness returning? Show me where it hurts, dear.

Siegbert: It's nothing, Mother. Don't worry about it.

Felicia: I was never sure about this idea to massage yourself. Come, let me
do it for you.

Siegbert: I'm fine, really! I don't want to be seen like this.

Felicia: Oh, Siegbert... Surely it won't tarnish your image too badly, will
it?

Siegbert: *sigh* Fine...

Felicia: Unless I miss my guess, I'd say a stiff neck isn't the only thing
troubling you.

Siegbert: Nothing you need to worry about- I'm sure I can handle things on my
own.

Felicia: Are you certain of that?

Siegbert: Well... Lately I find myself lost in thought a lot. I can't help
thinking that I'm not strong enough yet. Or wondering if I have what it takes
to protect the people.

Felicia: It's true... You'll meet many people stronger than you in this
world. You're not yet old enough to have their wealth of experience and
knowledge. It's frustrating to meet such people and see how far you have to
go...

Siegbert: Mother, you aren't really helping...

Felicia: But you should take these meetings as a cue to learn from those
people. That's what youth is about, Siegbert: learning all that you can from
your elders. Worries and hardship are important growing opportunities!

Siegbert: Worry and hardship... These things will make me stronger. Thank
you, Mother. I feel a bit better already.

Felicia: I'm glad to have helped. If what vexes you ever brings you pain
again, I'm happy to massage you anytime!
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Felicia A

Siegbert: Mother, have you got some free time?

Felicia: Of course, Siegbert. What is it?

Siegbert: Well, I'd like to give you another shoulder massage.

Felicia: Again? Were you unable to find anyone else willing to let you try
it?

Siegbert: N-no, of course not! I just wanted to repay you for the advice you
offered me the other day.

Felicia: Oh, but that won't be necessary! I'm happy enough that it sunk in.

Siegbert: Very much so. I've been able to apply that open-mindedness to
several situations. I've learned from villagers what it is to live
diligently. And from my comrades, I've learned what it's like to face strong
enemies... I've witnessed all different kinds of strength from the people
I've encountered. And I've become acutely aware of my own shortcomings. But
now, instead of grinding to a stop when I find a fault in myself... I want to
push forward and overcome the obstacle.

Felicia: That's a sure sign of maturity in itself.

Siegbert: I'm sure I'll still find things to be worried about... But that's
also a necessary waypoint on the path to growing stronger... For now, I think
I'll puff out my chest and brood a little, like Father.

Felicia: I think it's good that you've found your way, of course. I just
worry that you may take it too far... Don't hesitate to ask for help, should
you need it!
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F1. Mozu C

Siegbert: Mother... So this is where you were.

Mozu: Hm...? Oh, it's you, Siegbert.

Siegbert: You seem tired. Is everything OK?

Mozu: Oh, yeah, I'm all right. Don't worry about me. They've just been
running me ragged lately, that's all.

Siegbert: I see... Mother, I think I know the perfect way to help us both!

Mozu: Help? Help how?

Siegbert: I'd like to give you a shoulder massage.

Mozu: I don't follow how that'd help you.

Siegbert: Like you, I've been feeling some aches and pains. One of the
healers here showed me some pressure points to relieve the pain, but I can't
really find the spots when I try to massage myself. If I could practice on
your shoulders, you could tell me when I find the spots.

Mozu: Well, isn't that sweet! When you ask nicely like that, I've gotta say
yes.

Siegbert: Excellent! Thank you, Mother. Here, try and relax...

Mozu: Aahhh... I feel light as a feather! Thanks a bunch, Siegbert. Want me
to take a crack at your back too?

Siegbert: No need for concern, Mother. I'm the one who should be thanking
you. Now that I know where to apply pressure, my pain will be a thing of the
past.

Mozu: Ooh, right. Guess you can do it yourself now, huh? Well, thanks all the
same! I really appreciate it.
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Mozu B

Siegbert: Ugh...

Mozu: What's the matter? Got a crick in your neck again?

Siegbert: It's nothing, Mother. Don't worry about it.

Mozu: Horsefeathers! How can I help if I don't worry about it?

Siegbert: I'm fine, really! I don't want to be seen like this.

Mozu: What's so embarrassing about a mother taking care of her son?

Siegbert: *sigh* Fine...

Mozu: Whoo-ee, these are some powerful knots in your back. You don't get this
gnarled without something on the mind. What's eating you?

Siegbert: Nothing you need to worry about- I'm sure I can handle things on my
own.

Mozu: That's not what it looks like from here...

Siegbert: Well... Lately I find myself lost in thought a lot. I can't help
thinking that I'm not strong enough yet. Or wondering if I have what it takes
to protect the people.

Mozu: Well... It's a big world out there. You're far from the top dog in it.
I know the feeling-I remember the day I was saved from those monsters. I owed
my life to all those big, strong people who did what I couldn't... It wasn't
a relief. It just drove home how weak and small I was.

Siegbert: Mother, you aren't really helping...

Mozu: But I made up my mind that day to learn to fight just as good as them.
'Cause it's not a bad thing to be weak and small. Not if you know it.
Sometimes, it's the hard lessons that help you grow the most, you know?

Siegbert: The hard lessons... They're what will make me stronger. Thank you,
Mother. I feel a bit better already.

Mozu: No fooling? Good to hear it. And if you ever worry yourself raw again,
I'll be waiting with a massage.
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Mozu A

Siegbert: Mother, have you got some free time?

Mozu: Course, Siegbert. What did you need?

Siegbert: Well, I'd like to give you another shoulder massage.

Mozu: Hee... Did you think I forgot how nice the first one felt?

Siegbert: N-no, of course not! I just wanted to repay you for the advice you
offered me the other day.

Mozu: No fooling? What I said to you took?

Siegbert: Very much so. I've been able to apply that open-mindedness to
several situations. I've learned from villagers what it is to live
diligently. And from my comrades, I've learned what it's like to face strong
enemies... I've witnessed all different kinds of strength from the people
I've encountered. And I've become acutely aware of my own shortcomings. But
now, instead of grinding to a stop when I find a fault in myself... I want to
push forward and overcome the obstacle.

Mozu: You've grown so much, so fast...

Siegbert: You say so, but I know I'm still small and weak in the grand scheme
of it. I'm sure I'll still find things to be worried about... But that's also
a necessary waypoint on the path to growing stronger... For now, I think I'll
puff out my chest and brood a little, like Father.

Mozu: Ahahah! That's my Siegbert, all right. Don't go overboard with the
brooding. You can always come to me with anything. You know that, right? I'm
here to help.
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F1. Effie C

Siegbert: Mother... So this is where you were.

Effie: Oh, hi, Siegbert.

Siegbert: You seem tired. Is everything OK?

Effie: Pfft, of course. Don't worry about me! My plate's just been pretty
full, and it leaves me a little sore sometimes.

Siegbert: I see... Mother, I think I know the perfect way to help us both!

Effie: You do? Does it involve any heavy lifting?

Siegbert: No, no effort on your part is required. I'd like to give you a
shoulder massage.

Effie: I'm not hearing the "help us both" in this, my boy.

Siegbert: Like you, I've been feeling some aches and pains. One of the
healers here showed me some pressure points to relieve the pain, but I can't
really find the spots when I try to massage myself. If I could practice on
your shoulders, you could tell me when I find the spots.

Effie: Well, who am I to say no to that?

Siegbert: Excellent! Thank you, Mother. Here, try and relax...

Effie: Aaahhh... That's the stuff. I can really feel those trapezius muscles
unclench! Thanks, my boy. But you said you were tired too?

Siegbert: No need for concern, Mother. I'm the one who should be thanking
you. Now that I know where to apply pressure, my pain will be a thing of the
past.

Effie: Heehee... Sounds good. And thanks for helping me take a load off,
Siegbert.
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Effie B

Siegbert: Ugh...

Effie: Your neck's looking stiff there, Siegbert.

Siegbert: It's nothing, Mother. Don't worry about it.

Effie: Shhh. Don't make any sudden moves. One slip of a finger, and I might
snap your spine.

Siegbert: I'm fine, really! I don't want to be seen like this.

Effie: Heehee! Come on-a little embarrassment now and then builds character.

Siegbert: *sigh* Fine...

Effie: Now that we've got that tension out of your back... anything you want
to get off your chest?

Siegbert: Nothing you need to worry about- I'm sure I can handle things on my
own.

Effie: You sure about that?

Siegbert: Well... Lately I find myself lost in thought a lot. I can't help
thinking that I'm not strong enough yet. Or wondering if I have what it takes
to protect the people.

Effie: Oh, well, as for that, there's lots of people stronger than you. Me,
for one. Lots of people smarter and more experienced than you, too.

Siegbert: Mother, you aren't really helping...

Effie: No, no, it's good that you know your weaknesses. It's OK to be a
little weak now. You're young, after all. Spending time in the fire is what
makes a man strong. I know it.

Siegbert: Time in the fire will make me strong... Thank you, Mother. I feel a
bit better already.

Effie: Glad to hear it! And if your muscles ever get sore again... maybe ask
someone with a gentler touch, huh?
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Effie A

Siegbert: Mother, have you got some free time?

Effie: Hi there, Siegbert. Something on your mind?

Siegbert: Well, I'd like to give you another shoulder massage.

Effie: What, another one? Did you forget the trick to it so soon?
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Siegbert: N-no, of course not! I just wanted to repay you for the advice you
offered me the other day.

Effie: Oh! Sounds like you got something out of it.

Siegbert: Very much so. I've been able to apply that open-mindedness to
several situations. I've learned from villagers what it is to live
diligently. And from my comrades, I've learned what it's like to face strong
enemies... I've witnessed all different kinds of strength from the people
I've encountered. And I've become acutely aware of my own shortcomings. But
now, instead of grinding to a stop when I find a fault in myself... I want to
push forward and overcome the obstacle.

Effie: ... My boy's growing up, I see.

Siegbert: I'm sure I'll still find things to be worried about... But that's
also a necessary waypoint on the path to growing stronger... For now, I think
I'll puff out my chest and brood a little, like Father.

Effie: Erm, don't overdo it. You know that when it comes to growing stronger,
you can always come to me.
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F1. Nyx C

Siegbert: Mother... So this is where you were.

Nyx: Mm? Oh, hi, Siegbert.

Siegbert: You seem tired. Is everything OK?

Nyx: It's fine. Don't worry about it. I've been busy lately. It's taking its
toll, that's all.

Siegbert: I see... Mother, I think I know the perfect way to help us both!

Nyx: Do you?

Siegbert: I'd like to give you a shoulder massage.

Nyx: Give me a... I don't follow.

Siegbert: I'll elaborate. Like you, I've been feeling some aches and pains.
One of the healers here showed me some pressure points to relieve the pain,
but I can't really find the spots when I try to massage myself. If I could
practice on your shoulders, you could tell me when I find the spots.

Nyx: Oh. Hmm. No sense in putting up a fight, is there? Sure, I'll be your
guinea pig.

Siegbert: Excellent! Thank you, Mother. Here, try and relax...

Nyx: Wow... That felt fantastic. Like sloughing off some huge burden. Thank
you, Siegbert. Do you need me to, um...?

Siegbert: No need for concern, Mother. I'm the one who should be thanking
you. Now that I know where to apply pressure, my pain will be a thing of the
past.

Nyx: Yes, I suppose it will. Well, happy to have helped, I guess.
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Nyx B

Siegbert: Ugh...

Nyx: You look as bad as you did the last time you came around.

Siegbert: It's nothing, Mother. Don't worry about it.

Nyx: Stand still. It's hard to give you a massage otherwise.

Siegbert: I'm fine, really! I don't want to be seen like this.

Nyx: You really think anyone will care if they see your mother fussing over
you?

Siegbert: *sigh* Fine...

Nyx: I take it back. This is worse than before. Is something on your mind?

Siegbert: Nothing you need to worry about- I'm sure I can handle things on my
own.

Nyx: A mother knows when her son is lying.

Siegbert: Well, lately I find myself lost in thought a lot. I can't help
thinking that I'm not strong enough yet. Or wondering if I have what it takes
to protect the people.

Nyx: It's good that you're worried. The world is full of people stronger than
you. They have power and knowledge you don't.

Siegbert: Mother, you aren't really helping...

Nyx: But you have something in common with them. You both know you're
lacking. The only thing you can do when you feel that way is try and better
yourself. The people I spoke of are an example to follow, not an ideal to
hold yourself to.

Siegbert: And following their example... That will make me stronger? Thank
you, Mother. I feel a little bit better today.

Nyx: My advice is, don't overthink it. But if your brooding ever gives you a
stiff neck again, I'll massage it out anytime.
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Nyx A

Siegbert: Mother, have you got some free time?

Nyx: I suppose. What is it?

Siegbert: Well, I'd like to give you another shoulder massage.

Nyx: Is your technique getting rusty already?

Siegbert: N-no, of course not! I just wanted to repay you for the advice you
offered me the other day.

Nyx: I struck a chord, I take it?

Siegbert: Very much so. I've been able to apply that open-mindedness to
several situations. I've learned from villagers what it is to live
diligently. And from my comrades, I've learned what it's like to face strong
enemies... I've witnessed all different kinds of strength from the people
I've encountered. And I've become acutely aware of my own shortcomings.  But
now, instead of grinding to a stop when I find a fault in myself... I want to
push forward and overcome the obstacle.

Nyx: You've thought a lot about this.

Siegbert: I'm sure I'll still find things to be worried about... But that's
also a necessary waypoint on the path to growing stronger... For now, I think
I'll puff out my chest and brood a little, like Father.

Nyx: Do what you feel. But don't go thinking you need to brood alone. Come
find me if you ever need help, and we can brood over your problems together.
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F1. Selena C

Siegbert: Mother... So this is where you were.

Selena: Oh, Siegbert... What do you want?

Siegbert: You seem tired. Is everything OK?

Selena: Everything's FINE. Except for how much work they dump on me and all
the headaches I get from it...

Siegbert: I see... Mother, I think I know the perfect way to help us both!

Selena: Help? You think I need help?

Siegbert: I'd like to give you a shoulder massage.

Selena: Weren't you talking about helping us both? Sounds like I get all the
benefit here.

Siegbert: Ah, but like you, I've been feeling some aches and pains. One of
the healers here showed me some pressure points to relieve the pain, but I
can't really find the spots when I try to massage myself. If I could practice
on your shoulders, you could tell me when I find the spots.

Selena: So that's the deal... Yeah, I can go along with that.

Siegbert: Excellent! Thank you, Mother. Here, try and relax...

Selena: Whoa... This feels great! I should have gotten someone to do this for
me years ago! Thanks, Siegbert. Should I, uh...?

Siegbert: No need for concern, Mother. I'm the one who should be thanking
you. Now that I know where to apply pressure, my pain will be a thing of the
past.

Selena: Oh, right. Forgot about that. Well, it's worth saying anyway: thanks,
Siegbert.
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Selena B

Siegbert: Ugh...

Selena: You don't look so hot. Is your neck acting up or something?

Siegbert: It's nothing, Mother. Don't worry about it.

Selena: Don't fidget so much! This is a massage, not a wrestling match!

Siegbert: I'm fine, really! I don't want to be seen like this.

Selena: Then stay still, or I'll call everyone to come watch!

Siegbert: *sigh* Fine...

Selena: Hmm... you've got bigger problems than an embarrassing mom, don't
you?

Siegbert: Nothing you need to worry about- I'm sure I can handle things on my
own.

Selena: Oooh, you really don't want to lie to me, kid.

Siegbert: Well... Lately I find myself lost in thought a lot. I can't help
thinking that I'm not strong enough yet. Or wondering if I have what it takes
to protect the people.

Selena: Well, the world is bigger than you know. You'd be surprised... There
are folks out there with powers and techniques we can't even imagine. Next to
that sort, you feel pretty scrawny, right?

Siegbert: Mother, you aren't really helping...

Selena: Well, don't. It's stupid. You should see it as an opportunity. All
that knowledge and experience they have? Drink it up! Swim around in it!
That's how kids like you grow up. You're young, so grab as much as you can
from us old folks.

Siegbert: Studying my elders... That's what will make me stronger. Thank you,
Mother. I feel a bit better already.

Selena: As long as you get me. Let me know if your shoulders seize up from
worrying, and I'll massage 'em again.
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Selena A

Siegbert: Mother, have you got some free time?

Selena: If it isn't Siegbert... What is it now?

Siegbert: Well, I'd like to give you another shoulder massage.

Selena: Hmm... You're not buttering me up for something, are you?

Siegbert: N-no, of course not! I just wanted to repay you for the advice you
offered me the other day.

Selena: What, like a reward? Wow, whatever I said must have been good.

Siegbert: Very much so. I've been able to apply that open-mindedness to
several situations. I've learned from villagers what it is to live
diligently. And from my comrades, I've learned what it's like to face strong
enemies... I've witnessed all different kinds of strength from the people
I've encountered. And I've become acutely aware of my own shortcomings. But
now, instead of grinding to a stop when I find a fault in myself... I want to
push forward and overcome the obstacle.

Selena: Wh...who are you, and what did you do with my son?!

Siegbert: You jest, but I'm still the same weak, inexperienced Siegbert. I'm
sure I'll still find things to be worried about... But that's also a
necessary waypoint on the path to growing stronger... For now, I think I'll
puff out my chest and brood a little, like Father.

Selena: Hmm... I guess that's fine. Like father, like son and all. But don't
be too much of a stiff about it. You need to open up sometimes, and if no one
else is around, I'll be here for you.
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F1. Beruka C

Siegbert: Mother... So this is where you were.

Beruka: Siegbert. Hi.

Siegbert: You seem tired. Is everything OK?

Beruka: I'm fine. Don't worry. I've just been busy. It takes a lot out of me.

Siegbert: I see... Mother, I think I know the perfect way to help us both!

Beruka: And that is?

Siegbert: I'd like to give you a shoulder massage.

Beruka: What kind of problem do you have that you can help by massaging me?

Siegbert: Like you, I've been feeling some aches and pains. One of the
healers here showed me some pressure points to relieve the pain, but I can't
really find the spots when I try to massage myself. If I could practice on
your shoulders, you could tell me when I find the spots.

Beruka: Oh, I get it now. It's worth a try.

Siegbert: Excellent! Thank you, Mother. Here, try and relax...

Beruka: Mmm... I didn't realize how cramped I felt until I didn't feel it
anymore. Thanks, Siegbert. Though I'm not sure I know how to pay you back.

Siegbert: No need for concern, Mother. I'm the one who should be thanking
you. Now that I know where to apply pressure, my pain will be a thing of the
past.

Beruka: We can hope. I still owe you one, though.
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Beruka B

Siegbert: Ugh...

Beruka: Still sore, Siegbert?

Siegbert: It's nothing, Mother. Don't worry about it.

Beruka: Hmph. Stay still and I'll work it out for you.

Siegbert: I'm fine, really! I don't want to be seen like this.

Beruka: Can't see a good reason why not.

Siegbert: *sigh* Fine...

Beruka: Now that I can see closer, there's worry in your eyes. Spill it.

Siegbert: Nothing you need to worry about- I'm sure I can handle things on my
own.

Beruka: Don't make your mother beg.

Siegbert: Well... Lately I find myself lost in thought a lot. I can't help
thinking that I'm not strong enough yet. Or wondering if I have what it takes
to protect the people.

Beruka: I see your problem. You look at all the ones with more experience and
knowledge... And you wonder if you measure up. Well, I'll tell you: you
don't.

Siegbert: Mother, you aren't really helping...

Beruka: You knew it already, which is why you were worried. But that worry
isn't bad. Most young kids think they're on top of the world. They're worse
off than you. At least you know you have a lot to learn, so you can get busy
doing it.

Siegbert: So my worries... They're what will make me stronger. Thank you,
Mother. I feel a bit better already.

Beruka: Don't mention it. And if the massages embarrass you, don't mention
them either.
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Beruka A

Siegbert: Mother, have you got some free time?

Beruka: Yes. Why do you ask?

Siegbert: Well, I'd like to give you another shoulder massage.

Beruka: Why? Does it look like I need one?

Siegbert: N-no, of course not! I just wanted to repay you for the advice you
offered me the other day.

Beruka: You're saying it helped?

Siegbert: Very much so. I've been able to apply that open-mindedness to
several situations. I've learned from villagers what it is to live
diligently. And from my comrades, I've learned what it's like to face strong
enemies... I've witnessed all different kinds of strength from the people
I've encountered. And I've become acutely aware of my own shortcomings. But
now, instead of grinding to a stop when I find a fault in myself... I want to
push forward and overcome the obstacle.

Beruka: That's shrewd of you.

Siegbert: I'm sure I'll still find things to be worried about... But that's
also a necessary waypoint on the path to growing stronger... For now, I think
I'll puff out my chest and brood a little, like Father.

Beruka: Heh... That figures. Don't worry yourself to pieces. If you ever need
help, I'm always here.
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F1. Peri C

Siegbert: Mother... So this is where you were.

Peri: Do you need something, Siegbert? Because this isn't a great time.

Siegbert: You seem tired. Is everything OK?

Peri: No! It isn't! I'm dead on my feet! And still they aren't giving me a
moment's peace! It's a real pain in the neck!

Siegbert: I see... Mother, I think I know the perfect way to help us both!

Peri: You do?! I'm all ears!

Siegbert: I'd like to give you a shoulder massage.

Peri: I don't get it. How will that help you?

Siegbert: Like you, I've been feeling some aches and pains. One of the
healers here showed me some pressure points to relieve the pain, but I can't
really find the spots when I try to massage myself. If I could practice on
your shoulders, you could tell me when I find the spots.

Peri: Aaah, I get you. OK, go ahead and give it your best shot.

Siegbert: Excellent! Thank you, Mother. Here, try and relax...

Peri: ... Whew... That was just what I needed. The exact opposite of a pain
in the neck! Thank you, Siegbert. But weren't you feeling sore too?

Siegbert: No need for concern, Mother. I'm the one who should be thanking
you. Now that I know where to apply pressure, my pain will be a thing of the
past.

Peri: Hmm... Good point! Still, I have to thank you. You've inspired me to
buckle down and try harder. Starting tomorrow!
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Peri B

Siegbert: Ugh...

Peri: Something been giving you grief, Siegbert? How about a nice massage!

Siegbert: It's nothing, Mother. Don't worry about it.

Peri: Quit fidgeting! You're only making this harder on both of us.

Siegbert: I'm fine, really! I don't want to be seen like this.

Peri: I know I didn't just hear you say you're ashamed of your mother!

Siegbert: *sigh* Fine...

Peri: Much better. But I'm curious... Is there more than one pain in your
neck?

Siegbert: Nothing you need to worry about- I'm sure I can handle things on my
own.

Peri: You're a terrible liar.

Siegbert: Well... Lately I find myself lost in thought a lot. I can't help
thinking that I'm not strong enough yet. Or wondering if I have what it takes
to protect the people.

Peri: Hmm... There's a lot of enemies who'd wipe the floor with you right
now. Whether it's because they're smarter or just plain tougher... Doesn't it
make your heart swell up to think about?

Siegbert: Mother, you aren't really helping...

Peri: No, no, it's a good thing! Knowing that there's always someone
stronger... That means there's always someone whose style you can copy!
You're just a kid, Siegbert. No one expects you to know everything. Knowing
that you know so little is a good enough starting point. That's what I think.

Siegbert: So knowing my limitations... That will help make me stronger. Thank
you, Mother. I feel a bit better already.

Peri: Sure thing. Just don't worry SO much about it that you let your guard
down!
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Peri A

Siegbert: Mother, have you got some free time?

Peri: Hi, Siegbert! What's going on?

Siegbert: Well, I'd like to give you another shoulder massage.

Peri: Ooh, are you practicing to become a professional masseur?

Siegbert: N-no, of course not! I just wanted to repay you for the advice you
offered me the other day.

Peri: Oh, that? Was it good advice after all?

Siegbert: Very much so. I've been able to apply that open-mindedness to
several situations. I've learned from villagers what it is to live
diligently. And from my comrades, I've learned what it's like to face strong
enemies... I've witnessed all different kinds of strength from the people
I've encountered. And I've become acutely aware of my own shortcomings. But
now, instead of grinding to a stop when I find a fault in myself... I want to
push forward and overcome the obstacle.

Peri: Well, listen to you, Siegbert. All grown up.

Siegbert: I'm sure I'll still find things to be worried about... But that's
also a necessary waypoint on the path to growing stronger... For now, I think
I'll puff out my chest and brood a little, like Father.

Peri: I was about to suggest that myself! But don't get carried away... If
you need help, my son's problems are my problems. Got it?
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F1. Charlotte C

Siegbert: Mother... So this is where you were.

Charlotte: Oh, Siegbert. Was there something you needed?

Siegbert: You seem tired. Is everything OK?

Charlotte: Oh, I'm dandy. Don't worry about it. Have I been a little busy
lately? Sure. Is it tiring me out? Definitely. But no big deal.

Siegbert: I see... Mother, I think I know the perfect way to help us both!

Charlotte: What did you have in mind?

Siegbert: I'd like to give you a shoulder massage.

Charlotte: Not that I wouldn't love that, but I don't see what you'd get out
of it...

Siegbert: Like you, I've been feeling some aches and pains. One of the
healers here showed me some pressure points to relieve the pain, but I can't
really find the spots when I try to massage myself. If I could practice on
your shoulders, you could tell me when I find the spots.

Charlotte: Oh. That makes sense. Well, why not? Do your worst.

Siegbert: Excellent! Thank you, Mother. Here, try and relax...

Charlotte: Oooh... I needed that. I feel like a new woman-a much less tired
one. Thanks, Siegbert. I worry about you, though, if your back's hurting too.

Siegbert: No need for concern, Mother. I'm the one who should be thanking
you. Now that I know where to apply pressure, my pain will be a thing of the
past.

Charlotte: Fingers crossed!
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Charlotte B

Siegbert: Ugh...

Charlotte: Hmm, Siegbert... I don't like the way your neck is looking. Come
over here.

Siegbert: It's nothing, Mother. Don't worry about it.

Charlotte: Shh! No back talk, now. It gets in the way of the massage.

Siegbert: I'm fine, really! I don't want to be seen like this.

Charlotte: Tee hee. Is it really so bad to get a rubdown from your mom once
in a while?

Siegbert: *sigh* Fine...

Charlotte: You're like a coiled spring, Siegbert. Is there anything you need
advice on?

Siegbert: Nothing you need to worry about- I'm sure I can handle things on my
own.

Charlotte: You're suuuure?

Siegbert: Well... Lately I find myself lost in thought a lot. I can't help
thinking that I'm not strong enough yet. Or wondering if I have what it takes
to protect the people.

Charlotte: Hmm. It's true that in the grand scheme of things, you're not very
strong. Just offhand, I can think of plenty of people stronger and smarter
than you.

Siegbert: Mother, you aren't really helping...

Charlotte: What you need to do is see those people as teachers, not rivals.
You're still a kid. You've got a lot to learn and plenty of people to learn
it from. As long as you don't get a swelled head, you'll grow by leaps and
bounds.

Siegbert: Learn from those stronger than me... That's how I'll become strong
myself. Thank you, Mother. I feel a bit better already.

Charlotte: No worries. If the troubles on your mind cause knots in your back,
I'm always here.
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Charlotte A

Siegbert: Mother, have you got some free time?

Charlotte: Siegbert? What is it?

Siegbert: Well, I'd like to give you another shoulder massage.

Charlotte: If I weren't your mother, I would swear you were coming on to me.

Siegbert: Haha... ha. Hmm, I take your point. But no, I just wanted to repay
you for the advice you offered me the other day.

Charlotte: Oh? Did I say something wise?

Siegbert: Very much so. I've been able to apply that open-mindedness to
several situations. I've learned from villagers what it is to live
diligently. And from my comrades, I've learned what it's like to face strong
enemies... I've witnessed all different kinds of strength from the people
I've encountered. And I've become acutely aware of my own shortcomings. But
now, instead of grinding to a stop when I find a fault in myself... I want to
push forward and overcome the obstacle.

Charlotte: *sniff* They grow up so fast.

Siegbert: I'm sure I'll still find things to be worried about... But that's
also a necessary waypoint on the path to growing stronger... For now, I think
I'll puff out my chest and brood a little, like Father.

Charlotte: Ooh... Good idea. But there's no use fretting over small things.
You can talk to me whenever, OK?
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Forrest^

F2. Leo C

Leo: Forrest? What's this? Are you sewing again?

Forrest: Ah! Father! I'm so sorry... Let me clean this up right away.

Leo: There's no need to rush. Aren't you still working on that garment?

Forrest: I assumed you didn't want to see this. I know you don't approve of
me making feminine clothing...

Leo:
That's not true at all. Don't you enjoy making clothes? I know I've objected
in the past, but that was very wrong of me. I don't ever intend to dissuade
you from following your passions.

Forrest: I... I'm so happy to hear you say that.

Leo: Your sewing skills are most impressive. Perhaps you would consider
making something special for me?

Forrest: Really?! I would love to!

Leo: Excellent. Say, when did you start learning to sew?

Forrest: A long time ago... It's funny. I was actually inspired because of a
compliment you once paid me. When I was little, I ran around the house in a
dress. You saw me and said I looked adorable.

Leo: Did I really?

Forrest: You don't remember? It was a long time ago. I recall that dress so
vividly. It was made from white satin, with tons of pink ruffles and soft
lace.

Leo: Yes... Yes, I remember it now. If memory serves, it was a hand-me-down
from Elise. One of her old summer dresses. Initially, she gave it to a girl
taking care of you. But you took one look at it and were instantly enamored.

Forrest: I was only trying to satisfy my curiosity at first, but then you
praised me. That moment meant a great deal to me. I felt elated. And that's
when I took an interest in sewing my own clothing.

Leo: Hmm... I never knew.

Forrest: Granted, I knew other boys didn't wear dresses or skirts... But I
didn't care. I wanted elegant gowns and cute accessories! So I kept sewing
and sewing, and I progressively improved. And when I put on a dress and
looked at myself in the mirror... I felt like a beautiful princess right out
of a storybook. This new passion helped me forget all about my loneliness.

Leo: Forrest...

Forrest: Before I knew it, my closet was filled with gorgeous clothing. I got
to a point where I just couldn't stop. I loved making dresses and wearing
them. Even if people don't understand and treat me poorly because of it, I
won't stop.

Leo: I'm so sorry, Forrest. No one should ever have to feel ashamed of who
they are. That's the last thing I want for my beloved son...

Forrest: No, Father! Please, it's all right. Knowing you understand me is all
I need.

Leo: I'm glad to hear it. One day, I will be so proud to have you carry on my
title.

Forrest: It will be my honor. Everything I am now is thanks to you.
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Leo B

Leo: Ah, there you are, Forrest.

Forrest: Why hello, Father.

Leo: Your mother said I might find you here. Do you come to this church
often?

Forrest: I like to come when people are fighting. I pray for the soldiers to
return home unharmed from the battlefield.

Leo: Hmm, I see.

Forrest: Did you need me for something?

Leo: Do you recall our conversation about you carrying on my title someday?
It made me think that perhaps we should discuss the future. Your future.

Forrest: What do you mean, Father?

Leo: I'm sure you've noticed the tome I carry with me, yes?

Forrest: You mean Brynhildr?

Leo: Yes, precisely. Someday, this book will be yours.

Forrest: What?! Really?

Leo: You and I both possess a unique and powerful potential for magic. One
day, I believe that you will be able to handle this sacred book. If you can
make it your own, I know that-

Forrest: Father, wait. May I have some time to think it over first?

Leo: Why is that necessary? There should be no room for hesitation. This is
the strongest tome in existence.

Forrest: That's precisely why I'm hesitant. I wish to follow the will of the
gods and heal those in need. But Brynhildr can be used very effectively to
hurt innocent people. I wouldn't dream of taking on that responsibility
without thinking it over.

Leo: That's an excellent point...

Forrest: All I want to do is be responsible and live up to your expectations,
Father. I'm honored that you want me to be your successor one day... But I'm
not sure what I want for myself. I hope you're not too disappointed. I just
need a bit more time.

Leo: Very well. I will respect your wishes. We shall speak soon.

Forrest: Thank you, Father.
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Leo A

Leo: Good evening, Forrest. Have you given any more thought about what you'd
like to do regarding Brynhildr?

Forrest: Yes, I have. But I'm afraid I don't have an answer for you yet.

Leo: I see... It's noble that you wish to keep people from harm. I certainly
don't want to force the book upon you. However, I think there is another way
to look at the situation. Powerful magic is dangerous, but it can also be
used to protect people.

Forrest: Hm? How do you mean?

Leo: There are those who will always wish to take advantage of the weak.
History has shown us this time and time again. But a strong defense can repel
even the most vicious attack. It can sometimes even prevent fighting
altogether. Can we agree on that much?

Forrest: Certainly. But fear of one's enemy can also lead to reckless action.

Leo: True... It's a double-edged sword. The important thing is to be
thoughtful and to wield your power responsibly.

Forrest: I suppose that's true.

Leo: I have great faith in you, Forrest. In my heart, I know that you would
use Brynhildr wisely. Considering your compassionate nature and loving
heart... You could do far greater things with this tome than I've ever
dreamed of.

Forrest: I don't know...

Leo: Abusing one's power is a great evil in this world. Possibly the
greatest. Since receiving this book, I've always tried to keep that in mind.
I've often wondered how best to use it. What actions are permitted. As the
heir of Brynhildr, I hope you will do the same someday. Control of the earth,
gravity, and life itself will be in your hands.

Forrest: Hmm... I don't know if I can handle that responsibility right now.
But perhaps eventually, once I've matured a bit more... I do hope you will
entrust me with Brynhildr when the time is right. Eventually, I would like to
walk the same path as you... I need to reflect on what it truly means to
possess incredible power. But I would love to protect people from the
devastation of war.

Leo: I'm pleased, Forrest. I look forward to when that day comes.
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F2. Azura C

Forrest: Mother! You have such great timing!

Azura: Hmm? Hello, Forrest. Why do I have great timing?

Forrest: Because I have something to give you. I was just on my way to see
you, in fact.

Azura: Oh really? A present for me... What is it?

Forrest: It's an extra-special dress!

Azura: Oh my, it looks so comfortable and lovely! And it's just my size. This
will be so wonderful to move around in.

Forrest: I'm glad-and relieved-that you like it. I was worried it wouldn't
appeal to you.

Azura: It's absolutely perfect. Thank you, Forrest. What was it that drove
you to make a dress for me?

Forrest: How could you tell I made it?

Azura: This embroidery in the front is a sure sign of your work, of course. I
don't know very many people who could craft something so complex.

Forrest: Awww, thank you, Mother. Your kind words mean a great deal.

Azura: And look at these colors. It was no accident that you used my
favorites. I'm tempted to wear this every day, right up until the sleeves
wear out!

Forrest: You don't have to do that! And anyway, why would you wear the same
thing? Give me a little time, and I'll happily make you a variety of clothes
to wear!

Azura: Heehee. Well, thank you, Forrest. That would be wonderful.
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Azura B

Forrest: *sigh*

Azura: Hey there, Forrest. You look sad. Did something happen?

Forrest: Mother... How could you tell? Mother's intuition?

Azura: I wouldn't need that to see that you're upset. It's written all over
your face.

Forrest: Ah, I see... I was in town today, picking up some supplies, and I
ran into the worst people. There was an elderly man who had gotten lost, and
no one would help him. A few townsfolk were mocking him! I was disheartened
to see people be so cruel.

Azura: That's terrible, dear. What did you do?

Forrest: I helped him get home, of course! The poor dear was so confused. I
don't understand. It's one thing to stand by idly, but they were laughing at
him!

Azura: Forrest...

Forrest: I know I shouldn't be surprised. People can be incredibly unkind.
Sometimes I wish I could shut myself up in my room... forever!

Azura: But, Forrest, if you lock yourself away, then you will miss
opportunities to do good. Just think-if you'd stayed home, no one would have
rescued that old man. The world needs you to be brave.

Forrest: Thanks, Mother. I must find my courage again.

Azura: Remember, dear, callous people will always find a reason to be mean.
But you cannot let that be an excuse to turn your heart to stone.

Forrest: You're right. It would hurt even more to change myself to avoid
their cruelty.

Azura: You can always come and talk to me when you're feeling sad, dear. Even
if all I can offer you is a sympathetic ear, you know that I'm always here
for you.

Forrest: I couldn't ask for anything more. Thank you, Mother.
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Azura A

Azura: Heeheehee... *hum*

Forrest: Hello, Mother! You look very happy today. Did something good happen?

Azura: Oh yes, Forrest. Something wonderful. I wore the dress you made for me
when I went into town today, and... I was absolutely overwhelmed with
compliments from everyone I met.

Forrest: Truly? That makes me really happy to hear, Mother!

Azura: Nothing makes a mother happier than hearing praise for something her
child did. And even though everyone's compliments were directed at the
dress... I still felt like the most beautiful woman while I was wearing it.

Forrest: What do you mean? You are beautiful! It wasn't just the dress that
made you so. All the dress did was highlight your natural traits.

Azura: Heehee, that's very sweet of you, Forrest. However, that's not why I
was so proud.

Forrest: No?

Azura: A stranger asked me a question that would delight any mother's heart.
She wanted to know if I had raised the charming girl she'd seen the other
day. She saw you help that old man, and she was impressed by your kindness.

Forrest: Really?! ... Mother, you've made me realize something... I cannot
let the laughter of cruel people stop me from being who I am. Long ago, I
decided I wouldn't let them change the way I dress... and I certainly won't
let them stop me from being compassionate toward others.

Azura: Good. I'm glad to hear it!

Forrest: Thank you, Mother. I'll follow your advice from earlier and keep
being me. I think I'll start by making you another dress to wear around town.
I'm sure you'll love it!

Azura: Heehee. Thank you, Forrest.
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F2. Felicia C

Forrest: Mother! You have wonderful timing!

Felicia: Did you need something, Forrest?

Forrest: Actually, I wanted to give you something.

Felicia: Oh, you got me a present?

Forrest: I did. It's a very special dress!

Felicia: My, it's gorgeous. What a comfortable fabric. It's even my size too!

Forrest: I'm so glad you like it. And a little relieved. I was worried it
wouldn't appeal to you.

Felicia: I can't believe you made this just for me.

Forrest: How did you know?

Felicia: It's so obvious. All the embroidery is incredibly detailed. You're
the only person who can sew like that.

Forrest: Aww, thank you, Mother! Your kindness means the world to me.

Felicia: You even used every one of my favorite colors too! If I could, I
would wear this every day!

Forrest: Don't do that! Besides, why would you want to always wear the same
thing? How about I make you a nice array of outfits instead?

Felicia: Heehee. You're a wonderful son, Forrest.
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Felicia B

Forrest: *sigh*

Felicia: What's on your mind, Forrest? Did something happen?

Forrest: Is it that obvious?

Felicia: Sweetie, it's written all over your face. Mothers always notice
these things.

Forrest: I see... Well, I went into town to pick up supplies today and ran
into the worst people. There was an elderly man who had gotten lost, and no
one would help him. A few townsfolk were mocking him! I was disheartened to
see people be so cruel.

Felicia: That must have hurt his feelings. What did you do?

Forrest: I helped him get home, of course! The poor dear was so confused. I
don't understand. It's one thing to stand by idly, but they were laughing at
him!

Felicia: That's terrible...

Forrest: I know I shouldn't be surprised. People can be incredibly unkind.
Sometimes I wish I could shut myself up in my room... forever!

Felicia: You can't do that! Just think-if you'd stayed home, no one would
have rescued that old man. You've got to be brave, Forrest. The world needs
people like you.

Forrest: Thanks, Mother. I must find my courage again.

Felicia: You can't let awful people keep you from being yourself.

Forrest: You're right. It would hurt even more to change myself just to avoid
their cruelty.

Felicia: I'll always be here to support you. Whenever you're feeling sad,
come find me. I might not be able to do anything, but I'm always happy to
listen.

Forrest: I couldn't ask for anything more. Thank you, Mother.
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Felicia A

Felicia: Heehee... *hum*

Forrest: Hello, Mother! You look happy today. Did something good happen?

Felicia: Something wonderful. This morning, I went into town wearing the
dress you made for me. People were paying me compliments left and right!

Forrest: Wow, really? That's amazing.

Felicia: Heehee. Every mother loves to hear her child's accomplishments
praised. I know the townsfolk were just complimenting this wonderful dress...
But it kind of felt like they were saying I was beautiful, too. This day has
been like a dream!

Forrest: What do you mean? Mother, you are beautiful! The dress simply drew
attention to your lovely face.

Felicia: You're almost as good with flattery as you are with needle and
thread, Forrest. However, it wasn't the dress that had me feeling so proud.

Forrest: No?

Felicia: No! A woman said the most wonderful thing! She said I must be an
amazing mom to have raised a daughter like you! She saw you help that old
man, and she was so impressed!

Forrest: Really? Wow. ... I just realized something. I can't let the laughter
of cruel people stop me from being who I am. Long ago, I decided I wouldn't
let them change the way I dress... and I certainly won't let them stop me
from being compassionate toward others.

Felicia: I'm so happy to hear you say that.

Forrest: Thank you, Mother. I'll follow your advice from earlier and keep
being myself. I think I'll start by making you another dress to wear around
town. I'm sure you'll love it!

Felicia: Heehee. How exciting!
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F2. Mozu C

Forrest: Mother! You have wonderful timing!

Mozu: Whatcha need, darling?

Forrest: I wanted to give you something.

Mozu: Oh? You got me a present?

Forrest: I did. It's a very special dress!

Mozu: Awwwww! This is one of the prettiest garments I've ever seen. The
fabric is soft as can be, and it looks to be just my size!

Forrest: I'm so glad you like it. And a little relieved. I was worried it
wouldn't appeal to you.

Mozu: Don't be silly. It was awful kind of you to whip up this dress for your
old ma.

Forrest: How could you tell that I made it?

Mozu: It's obvious. All these teeny tiny stitches are identical. I've never
met anybody else who can do work that precise.

Forrest: I can't believe you noticed. Thank you, Mother!

Mozu: You even used all of my favorite colors... I wish I could wear this
every day!

Forrest: Don't do that! Besides, why would you want to always wear the same
thing? How about I make you a nice array of outfits instead?

Mozu: Heehee. Why thanks, Son.
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Mozu B

Forrest: *sigh*

Mozu: Well hey there, Son. Say, did something happen? You look upset.

Forrest: How could you tell?

Mozu: Heh. I looked at your face. Give me a little credit. After all, I am
your ma.

Forrest: I see... Well, I went into town to pick up supplies today, and I ran
into the worst people. There was an elderly man who had gotten lost, and no
one would help him. A few townsfolk were mocking him! I was disheartened to
see people be so cruel.

Mozu: Well, gee... That sure ain't neighborly. What did you do?

Forrest: I helped him get home, of course! The poor dear was so confused. I
don't understand. It's one thing to stand by idly, but they were laughing at
him!

Mozu: I don't get it either, Son.

Forrest: I guess I shouldn't be surprised. People can be incredibly unkind.
Sometimes I wish I could shut myself up in my room... forever!

Mozu: Forrest, you can't do that. Locking yourself away won't do you any
good. You gotta keep getting out there and doing your part to make the world
better.

Forrest: Thanks, Mother. I must find my strength again.

Mozu: Exactly! Sometimes, people can be awful cruel. But you can't let bad
folks keep you from being yourself.

Forrest: You're right. It would hurt even more to change myself just to avoid
their cruelty.

Mozu: It sure would. Listen, you're tougher than you realize. And when things
get hard, come on down and talk to me. I'll always be around, even if you
just need a friendly ear. OK?

Forrest: I couldn't ask for anything more. Thank you, Mother.
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Mozu A

Mozu: Heehee... *hum*

Forrest: Hello, Mother! You look happy today. Did something good happen?

Mozu: Something wonderful! I wore that lovely dress you made into town this
morning... Everyone I bumped into kept telling me how much they loved the
design!

Forrest: Wow, really? That's amazing.

Mozu: Heehee... I sure do love hearing folks praise your hard work, Son. I
understand that they were just praising the dress. But the thing is... it
ended up making me feel like I was pretty too. I'm not used to people
treating me like some kind of fancy princess.

Forrest: What do you mean? Mother, you are beautiful! The dress simply drew
attention to your lovely face.

Mozu: Now don't go teasing your ma. Besides, it wasn't the dress that made me
so proud.

Forrest: Oh?

Mozu: A stranger came up to me and asked me a question that warmed my heart.
She said I must be a wonderful mom to have raised such a kindhearted girl.
She saw you help that old man the other day, and she was so touched.

Forrest: Really? ... Mother, I just realized something. I cannot let the
laughter of a few cruel people stop me from being who I am. Long ago, I
decided I wouldn't let them change the way I dress... and I certainly won't
let them stop me from being compassionate either.

Mozu: That's the spirit!

Forrest: Thank you, Mother. I'll follow your advice from earlier and keep
being myself. I think I'll start by making you another dress to wear around
town. I'm sure you'll love it!

Mozu: I can't wait to see it!
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F2. Effie C

Forrest: Mother! What wonderful timing!

Effie: Oh, Forrest. Can I help you?

Forrest: Actually, I brought you something...

Effie: Oh really? A present, huh? What is it?

Forrest: It's a very special dress!

Effie: Oh my, what a gorgeous design! And it's just my size! I can already
tell that this will be a dream to move around in.

Forrest: I'm glad you like it. And a little relieved. I was worried it
wouldn't appeal to you.

Effie: It's absolutely perfect. Thank you. What is it that drove you to sew
this lovely piece for me?

Forrest: Wait, how could you tell I made it?

Effie: This is obviously your handiwork. That detailed embroidery is
something only your nimble fingers are capable of.

Forrest: Awww, thanks, Mother! Those kind words mean the world to me.

Effie: You even incorporated all my favorite colors, too! It's going to be
hard not to wear this every day, but I don't want to wear it out!

Forrest: Don't do that! Besides, why would you want to wear the same thing?
Honestly, I would love to make a wide array of garments for you to wear!

Effie: Heehee. Thanks so much, Forrest. That would be wonderful.
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Effie B

Forrest: *sigh*

Effie: Hey there, Forrest. Why so glum? Did something happen?

Forrest: How could you tell?

Effie: It's written all over your face. I am your mother, after all.

Forrest: Ahh, I see... Well, I went into town to pick up supplies earlier,
and I ran into the worst people. There was an elderly man who had gotten
lost, and no one would help him. A few townsfolk were mocking him! I was
disheartened to see people be so cruel.

Effie: I'm so sorry that they did that. People can be so awful... What did
you do?

Forrest: I helped him get home, of course! The poor dear was so confused. I
don't understand. It's one thing to stand by idly, but they were laughing at
him!

Effie: You're absolutely right... That's terrible!

Forrest: I know I shouldn't be surprised. People can be incredibly unkind.
Sometimes I wish I could shut myself up in my room... forever!

Effie: But, Forrest, you can't lock yourself away! You'll miss opportunities
to do good. Just think-if you'd stayed home, who would've helped that old
man? You've gotta be brave. The world needs people like you.

Forrest: Thanks, Mother. I must find my courage again.

Effie: Yes! Some people will always find a reason to be cruel. Don't let that
keep you from being true to yourself.

Forrest: You're right. It would hurt even more to change myself just to avoid
their cruelty.

Effie: Just know that you can always come and talk to me whenever you're
feeling sad. Even if you just need a sympathetic ear, I will always be here
for you.

Forrest: I couldn't ask for anything more. Thanks, Mother.
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Effie A

Effie: Heehee... *hum*

Forrest: Morning, Mother! You look so chipper. What's going on?

Effie: Something wonderful, Forrest. I wore the dress you made me when I went
into town... And I received compliments from everyone who walked past me!

Forrest: Truly? That makes me really happy to hear, Mother!

Effie: Nothing pleases a mother more than getting praise for something her
child did. I know they were just praising the dress... But it made me feel
like the most radiant woman while I was wearing it. I've been walking on
clouds ever since.

Forrest: What? Mother, you are beautiful! My dress simply complemented your
charming face.

Effie: I see that your flattery is almost as good as your sewing these days.
However, the dress wasn't the reason I was so proud.

Forrest: It wasn't?

Effie: Nope! A stranger asked me a question. She wanted to know if I'd raised
the nice young lady she'd seen the other day. She saw you help that old man,
and she was impressed by your kindness.

Forrest: Really?! ... Mother, I just realized something. I will never let the
laughter of cruel people stop me from being who I am. Long ago, I decided I
wouldn't let them change the way I dress... and I certainly won't let them
stop me from being compassionate toward others.

Effie: I'm so glad to hear you say that!

Forrest: Thank you, Mother. I'll follow your advice and keep being me. In
fact, I think I will start by making you another dress to wear around town. I
bet you'll love it!

Effie: Heehee. Thank you, Forrest.
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F2. Nyx C

Forrest: Mother! You have wonderful timing!

Nyx: Hello, Forrest. Do you need something?

Forrest: Actually, I have something to give you.

Nyx: You got me a present?

Forrest: I did. It's a very special dress!

Nyx: Oh my... This is lovely. It looks so comfortable, and it's just my size,
too!

Forrest: I'm glad you like it. And a little relieved. I was worried it
wouldn't appeal to you.

Nyx: I appreciate you making this for me.

Forrest: How could you tell that I made it?

Nyx: The handiwork is obvious. You're the only one that can do such delicate
embroidery.

Forrest: Aww, thank you, Mother! Your kindness means the world to me.

Nyx: It's a wonderful garment. You even used all my favorite colors too. I
wish I could wear this dress every day.

Forrest: Oh you don't have to do that! Besides, why would you want to wear
the same thing? Honestly, I would love to make you a wide variety of dresses!

Nyx: Heehee. That would be lovely. Thank you, Forrest.
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Nyx B

Forrest: *sigh*

Nyx: What's wrong, Forrest? You look upset.

Forrest: How could you tell?

Nyx: I'm your mother. I know that look on your face.

Forrest: Ahh, I see... I was in town today, picking up some supplies, and I
ran into the worst people. There was an elderly man who had gotten lost, and
no one would help him. A few townsfolk were mocking him! I couldn't believe
people could be so cruel.

Nyx: *sigh* Unfortunately, the world is full of people who enjoy knocking
others down... The important thing is-what did you do?

Forrest: I helped him get home, of course! The poor dear was so confused. I
don't understand. It's one thing to stand by idly, but they were laughing at
him!

Nyx: That's awful, Son.

Forrest: I know I shouldn't be surprised. People can be incredibly unkind.
Sometimes I wish I could shut myself up in my room... forever!

Nyx: But, Forrest, if you lock yourself away, you let them win. Just think-if
you'd stayed home, no one would have rescued that old man. The world needs
you to be brave!

Forrest: Thanks, Mother. I must find my courage again.

Nyx: Exactly. Callous people will always find a reason to be mean. Don't let
those cowards keep you from being yourself.

Forrest: You're right. It would hurt even more to change myself just to avoid
their cruelty.

Nyx: Don't be afraid to fight for yourself. I will always be your ally,
Forrest.

Forrest: I couldn't ask for anything more. Thank you, Mother.
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Nyx A

Nyx: Heehee... *hum*

Forrest: Morning, Mother! You look so happy. Did something good happen?

Nyx: Indeed. Something wonderful. Earlier, I went into town wearing that
dress you made for me... Every single person I ran into had something lovely
to say about it.

Forrest: Oh really? That's incredible!

Nyx: Heehee. Every mother loves to hear praise for her child's
accomplishments. I know the townsfolk were just complimenting the dress...
But after so many nice comments, it was like they were complimenting me, too.

Forrest: What do you mean? Mother, you are beautiful! The dress simply drew
attention to your lovely face.

Nyx: Your flattery is almost as good as your sewing! However, it wasn't the
dress that made me so proud.

Forrest: It wasn't?

Nyx: No. A stranger came up to me and asked me a question. She wanted to know
if I'd raised the lovely young woman she saw the other day. She saw you help
that old man, and she was very impressed.

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the laughter of cruel people stop me from being who I am. Long ago, I decided
I wouldn't let them change the way I dress... and I certainly won't let them
stop me from being compassionate toward others.

Nyx: That is good to hear!

Forrest: Thank you, Mother. I'll follow your advice and keep being myself. In
fact, I think I will start by making you another dress to wear around town. I
bet you'll love it!

Nyx: I'm sure I will. Thank you, Forrest.
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F2. Selena C

Forrest: Mother! You have wonderful timing!

Selena: What is it, Forrest?

Forrest: I wanted to give you something.

Selena: Huh? You got me a present?

Forrest: I did. It's a very special dress!

Selena: Wow... This is incredible. The fabric is so smooth, and it's just my
size.

Forrest: I'm glad you like it. And a little relieved. I was worried it
wouldn't appeal to you.

Selena: That's so nice. But I have to ask... Why did you decide to make me
this dress?

Forrest: How could you tell that I made it?

Selena: It's SO obvious, Son. You're the only person around who can do
perfectly detailed embroidery like this.

Forrest: Aww, thank you, Mother! That's very kind.

Selena: I see you picked all my favorite colors too. Who knows? Maybe I'll
wear this every day.

Forrest: Don't do that! Besides, where's the fun in wearing the same thing
all the time? How about I make you a nice bunch of outfits instead?

Selena: That would be wonderful. Thank you.
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Selena B

Forrest: *sigh*

Selena: What happened, Forrest? You look upset.

Forrest: How could you tell?

Selena: Oh, I can tell. I'm your mother, after all.

Forrest: I see... Well, I went into town to pick up supplies today and ran
into the worst people. There was an elderly man who had gotten lost, and no
one would help him. A few townsfolk were mocking him! I was disheartened to
see people be so cruel.

Selena: Oh. My. Gods! They have some nerve! What did you do?

Forrest: I helped him get home, of course! The poor dear was so confused. I
don't get it. It's one thing to stand by idly, but they were laughing at him!

Selena: Ugh! That's terrible!

Forrest: I know I shouldn't be surprised. People can be incredibly unkind.
Sometimes I wish I could shut myself up in my room... forever!

Selena: Listen, you can't do that! Just think-if you'd stayed home, no one
would have rescued that old man! The world needs you to be brave.

Forrest: Thanks, Mother. I must find my courage again.

Selena: Good. People will always find a reason to be mean, but you can't let
that change you.

Forrest: You're right. It would hurt even more to change myself just to avoid
their cruelty.

Selena: That's right. Don't let those stupid bullies win so easily. When
you're feeling down, come find me. I'll always be here for you. Even if you
just wanna talk.

Forrest: I couldn't ask for anything more. Thank you, Mother.
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Selena A

Selena: Heehee...

Forrest: Hello, Mother! You look happy today. Did something good happen?

Selena: No... Something AWESOME happened! I wore that dress you made into
town this morning. And everyone I passed couldn't help but compliment the
design.

Forrest: Wow, really? That's amazing.

Selena: Heehee. I must admit, it felt pretty good to hear your work getting
praised. I know they just loved the dress... But after so many comments, it
kind of felt like they were calling me beautiful too. I guess that's why I'm
in such a good mood.

Forrest: What do you mean? Mother, you are beautiful! The dress simply drew
attention to your lovely face.

Selena: Now quit trying to flatter me. Besides, it wasn't the dress that had
me so proud.

Forrest: It wasn't?

Selena: Nope! A lady came up and told me the sweetest thing. She saw you help
that man the other day, and she was so impressed. She said I must have done a
wonderful job of raising you.

Forrest: Well, you did. ... Mother, I just realized something. I cannot let
the laughter of a few cruel people stop me from being who I am. Long ago, I
decided I wouldn't let them change the way I dress... and I certainly won't
let them stop me from being kind either.

Selena: That is wonderful to hear.

Forrest: Thank you, Mother. I'll follow your advice from earlier and keep
being myself. I think I'll start by making you another dress to wear around
town. I'm sure you'll love it!

Selena: How exciting. Thank you, Forrest!
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F2. Beruka C

Forrest: Mother! You have wonderful timing!

Beruka: What do you need, Forrest?

Forrest: I wanted to give you something.

Beruka: You got me a present?

Forrest: I did. It's a very special dress!

Beruka: It's pretty. The fabric is so soft, and it's just my size.

Forrest: I'm glad you like it. And a little relieved. I was worried it
wouldn't appeal to you.

Beruka: Why did you make me this dress?

Forrest: How could you tell?

Beruka: It's obvious. The detailed embroidery is clearly your handiwork.

Forrest: Aww, thank you, Mother! Your kindness means the world to me.

Beruka: Your choice of color is very striking. I could wear this dress every
day.

Forrest: Don't do that! Besides, why would you want to always wear the same
thing? How about I make you a nice array of outfits instead?

Beruka: That would be wonderful. Thank you, Forrest.
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Beruka B

Forrest: *sigh*

Beruka: Forrest, what happened? You look unhappy.

Forrest: Is it that obvious?

Beruka: To me it is. I'm your mother, after all.

Forrest: I see... Well, I went into town to pick up supplies today and ran
into the worst people. There was an elderly man who had gotten lost, and no
one would help him. A few townsfolk were mocking him! I was disheartened to
see people be so cruel.

Beruka: Hmm, I see. What did you do?

Forrest: I helped him get home, of course! The poor dear was so confused. I
don't understand. It's one thing to stand by idly, but they were laughing at
him!

Beruka: That is terrible.

Forrest: I know I shouldn't be surprised. People can be incredibly unkind.
Sometimes I wish I could shut myself up in my room... forever!

Beruka: You should be proud that you did the right thing. You cannot let a
few fools scare you into hiding who you are.

Forrest: Mother, you're right. I must find my courage again.

Beruka: Good. People will always find an excuse to be mean. But that's no
reason to stop being true to yourself.

Forrest: Thanks, Mother. It would hurt even more to change myself just to
avoid their cruelty.

Beruka: Don't listen to those stupid jerks. When things get tough, come to
me. I'll always be here for you. Even if you just want to talk.

Forrest: I couldn't ask for anything more. Thank you, Mother.
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Beruka A

Beruka: Heehee...

Forrest: Hello, Mother! You look happy today. Did something good happen?

Beruka: Yes, indeed. Something surprising, actually. I wore the dress you
made into town this morning. Everyone I passed commented on the gorgeous
design.

Forrest: Wow, really? That's amazing.

Beruka: Heehee. I love hearing people compliment your work, Forrest. It makes
me very happy. Granted, I know they were just praising the dress, but
still... After so many comments, it felt like they were calling me beautiful
too. I'm sorry. I don't usually get carried away. It's been a strange day.

Forrest: What do you mean? Mother, you are beautiful! The dress simply drew
attention to your lovely face.

Beruka: Please, don't flatter me, Forrest. Besides, it wasn't the dress that
made me happy.

Forrest: It wasn't?

Beruka: No. A woman told me how proud I should be of raising such a wonderful
daughter. She saw you help that old man, and she was impressed.

Forrest: I just realized something. I cannot let the laughter of cruel people
stop me from being who I am. Long ago, I decided I wouldn't let them change
the way I dress... and I certainly won't let them stop me from being
compassionate toward others.

Beruka: That's good to hear.

Forrest: Thank you, Mother. I'll follow your advice from earlier and keep
being myself. I think I'll start by making you another dress to wear around
town. I'm sure you'll love it!

Beruka: I would like that very much. Thank you, Forrest.
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F2. Peri C

Forrest: Mother! You have wonderful timing!

Peri: Hello, Forrest. Did you need something?

Forrest: Actually, I wanted to give you something.

Peri: Really? You got me a present?

Forrest: I did. It's a very special dress!

Peri: Wow... It's gorgeous! What a comfortable fabric. It's even my size too!

Forrest: I'm glad you like it. And a little relieved. I was worried it
wouldn't appeal to you.

Peri: You made this just for me? Thank you!

Forrest: How did you know that I made it?

Peri: Oh, sweetie, it's super obvious! You're the only person I've ever known
who can do detailed embroidery like this.

Forrest: Aww, thank you, Mother! Your kindness means the world to me.

Peri: It's even bright red! You remembered my favorite color. I wanna wear
this every day!

Forrest: Don't do that! Besides, why would you want to always wear the same
thing? How about I make you a nice array of outfits instead?

Peri: Heehee! That would be amazing! Thank you, Forrest.
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Peri B

Forrest: *sigh*

Peri: Forrest, what's wrong? Did something happen to you?

Forrest: How could you tell?

Peri: I'm your mother, silly! And it's obvious that you're feeling gloomy
today.

Forrest: I see... Well, I went into town to pick up supplies today, and I ran
into the worst people. There was an elderly man who had gotten lost, and no
one would help him. A few townsfolk were mocking him! I was disheartened to
see people be so cruel.

Peri: That's horrible! I'm sorry that they were so mean. What did you do?

Forrest: I helped him get home, of course! The poor dear was so confused. I
don't understand. It's one thing to stand by idly, but they were laughing at
him!

Peri: Ugh! Some people need to learn how to shut their mouths.

Forrest: I know I shouldn't be surprised. People can be incredibly unkind.
Sometimes I wish I could shut myself up in my room... forever!

Peri: Well, you can't do that, sweetie! You'd miss out on opportunities to do
good. Just think-if you'd stayed home, no one would have rescued that old
man.

Forrest: You're right! I must find my courage again.

Peri: Exactly! You can't let a bunch of idiots keep you from getting out
there and being kind. Please, don't let those creeps change you. I'll always
be there to encourage you and make everything better, OK?

Forrest: I couldn't ask for anything more. Thank you, Mother.
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Peri A

Peri: Heehee... *hum*

Forrest: Morning, Mother! You look so happy. Did something good happen?

Peri: I've had a super-wonderful day! Earlier, I went into town wearing the
dress you made. Everyone, and I mean everyone, was telling me how gorgeous I
looked.

Forrest: Wow, really? That's amazing!

Peri: Heehee. I was so proud to hear people complimenting something you made.
Even though everyone was just praising the dress... it kind of felt like they
were saying that I was pretty too... I felt like a princess!

Forrest: What do you mean? Mother, you are beautiful! The dress simply drew
attention to your lovely face.

Peri: Heehee. You're so silly. Besides, it wasn't the dress that made me so
proud.

Forrest: It wasn't?

Peri: Nope! A woman came up to me and told me I must be an awesome mom. She
saw how you helped that old man, and she was so impressed with you!

Forrest: Really? Wow. ... I just realized something. I can't let the laughter
of cruel people stop me from being who I am. Long ago, I decided I wouldn't
let them change the way I dress... and I certainly won't let them stop me
from being compassionate toward others.

Peri: That's the spirit!

Forrest: Thank you, Mother. I'll follow your advice and keep being myself. In
fact, I think I will start by making you another dress to wear around town. I
bet you'll love it!

Peri: I'm sure I will! Thank you, Forrest.
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F2. Charlotte C

Forrest: Mother! You have wonderful timing!

Charlotte: Oh? Did you need something, Forrest?

Forrest: Actually, I have something to give you.

Charlotte: You got me a present? What is it?

Forrest: It's a very special dress!

Charlotte: Oh, how gorgeous! And just my size too. This fabric is so soft.

Forrest: I'm glad you like it. And a little relieved. I was worried it
wouldn't appeal to you.

Charlotte: Don't be silly! Tell me, why did you decide to make me a dress?

Forrest: How could you tell that I made it?

Charlotte: Your embroidery on the front is a dead giveaway. It's soooo
obvious. Only nimble fingers are capable of intricate details like this.

Forrest: Awww, thank you, Mother! Your kindness means the world to me.

Charlotte: You even used all my favorite colors! Maybe I'll start wearing
this dress every day.

Forrest: You don't have to do that! Besides, why would you want to wear the
same thing? Honestly, I would love to make you a wide variety of dresses!

Charlotte: Heehee. That would be so great!
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Charlotte B

Forrest: *sigh*

Charlotte: Did something happen? Spit it out already, Forrest.

Forrest: How could you tell?

Charlotte: You're such a silly boy. I'm your mother. And besides, it's
written all over your face.

Forrest: Ahh, I see... Well, I went into town to pick up supplies today, and
I ran into the worst people. There was an elderly man who had gotten lost,
and no one would help him. A few townsfolk were mocking him! I was
disheartened to see people be so cruel.

Charlotte: Hmmm... People can be pretty awful. I'm so sorry that happened.
.. What did you do?

Forrest: I helped him get home, of course! The poor dear was so confused. I
don't understand. It's one thing to stand by idly, but they were laughing at
him!

Charlotte: *sigh* Forrest.

Forrest: I know I shouldn't be surprised. People can be incredibly unkind.
Sometimes I wish I could shut myself up in my room... forever!

Charlotte: But, sweetie, locking yourself away won't do you any good! Just
think-if you'd stayed home, no one would have rescued that old man!

Forrest: Thanks, Mother! I've got to find my courage.

Charlotte: Absolutely, dear. Stupid people will always voice their stupid
opinions. But that's no reason to stop being true to yourself.

Forrest: You're right. It would hurt even more to change myself just to avoid
their cruelty.

Charlotte: Don't give in to those jerks. If you're feeling down, you can
always come and find me. I'll always be here. Even if you just need someone
to talk to.

Forrest: I couldn't ask for anything more. Thank you, Mother.
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Charlotte A

Charlotte: Heehee... *hum*

Forrest: Morning, Mother! You look so chipper. Did something good happen?

Charlotte: No, Forrest. Something WONDERFUL happened! I went into town today
wearing the dress you made. And every person I passed told me they loved it!

Forrest: Oh really? That makes me so happy to hear!

Charlotte: Heehee. Every mother just loves to hear praise for her child's
accomplishments. I wasn't fishing for compliments, but everyone I passed said
something. Men, women, even little children! It was just fantastic! I know it
was just the dress, but it still felt like they were complimenting me too.

Forrest: What do you mean? Mother, you are beautiful! The dress simply drew
attention to your lovely face.

Charlotte: Ohhh, don't try and flatter me. Besides, it wasn't the dress I was
so happy about.

Forrest: No?

Charlotte: A lady said the sweetest thing to me. She said I must be an
amazing mom to have raised such a lovely young woman. She saw you help that
old man, and she was so impressed!

Forrest: Really?! ... You know, Mother, I've just decided something. I won't
let the laughter of cruel people stop me from being who I am. Long ago, I
decided I wouldn't let them change the way I dress... and I certainly won't
let them stop me from being compassionate toward others.

Charlotte: Good for you, Forrest!

Forrest: Thank you, Mother. I'll follow your advice and keep being me. In
fact, I think I will start by making you another dress to wear around town. I
bet you'll love it!

Charlotte: How exciting! I can't wait to see what you come up with next!
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Percy^

F3. Arthur C

Arthur: Ha ha ha! And how is my boy doing today, Percy?

Percy: Ah! Hi, Pop! I'm so glad you're here!

Arthur: Ughh, you're too cute, kiddo! Come on over here!

Percy: Ahahaha! That tickles!

Arthur: Oops, sorry about that. Say, how are you getting along with that
dragon I found for you?

Percy: Oh, you mean Ace, right?! So great. We hang out all the time!

Arthur: Outstanding! I'm glad to hear you two are getting along so famously.

Percy: Yup!

Arthur: *sniff* Urgh...!!

Percy: Is something wrong, Pop? Why are you hunkered down there?

Arthur: Please, don't watch, my son! Seeing you caring for that dragon...
Well, it made your old pop a little bit emotional. Just ignore me!
Uwaaaaaaaaah! I'm burning with joy!

Percy: Ahaha! Don't cry, Pop!
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Arthur B

Arthur: Ah, there you are, Percy!

Percy: Hey, Pop! Were you looking for me?

Arthur: Yes indeed, I was.

Percy: That makes me happy!

Arthur: Outstanding! Your pop is happy too! Listen, remember our conversation
about the dragon the other day?

Percy: Oh, you mean Ace? Why, is something wrong with him?

Arthur: Well... Hmm, how do I put this? Has Ace been doing all right? Acting
normally?

Percy: Of course! He's a little ball of energy day in and day out.

Arthur: He hasn't been aggressive or more ferocious than usual lately?

Percy: No, not at all. He seems totally normal.

Arthur: Well then, that's good to hear. I'm sure everything is fine.

Percy: Pop, why are you acting so weird? Is something bugging you?

Arthur: Oh, don't be silly, my boy! Your pop is always doing well. Just to
double-check. There's absolutely nothing wrong with the dragon?

Percy: I already said that he's OK. Jeez!
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Arthur A

Percy: You're looking good, Ace. In tip-top shape as usual. After you finish
eating, how about we go train for a little while?

Arthur: Hmm...

Percy: Oh, hello, Pop.

Arthur: Greetings, Son! What a coincidence. I had no idea that you were
here...

Percy: What are you talking about? I could see you peeking from around the
corner. It was pretty obvious...

Arthur: Well, ummm...

Percy: Geez, what's up, Pop? You really haven't been acting like yourself
lately. Is something wrong?

Arthur: Well, I'll be honest with you. I've been a little worried about the
dragon I gave you.

Percy: About Ace? Why? Last time we talked, you seemed really happy to hear
that we got along so well.

Arthur: I recently discovered that the dragon's parents were both very
nefarious creatures.

Percy: Nefarious?! But why?

Arthur: They had cruel personalities, Son. It was my bad luck to choose the
wrong egg. And then, like a fool, I gave it to you. I've just been afraid
that you were holding back something... You can always tell me the truth. I
just want you to be safe.

Percy: So you were just trying to sneak a peak and make sure I was OK? You've
been watching us play for a while. Isn't it obvious? Ace is the best buddy in
the world!

Arthur: Well, he is a handsome devil, and he appears to be obedient to his
master. I'm tempted to call him the ideal image of a dragon.

Percy: Well obviously! Don't worry, Pop. There's nothing wrong with him.

Arthur: Hmm, if you say so. Heh, perhaps your good fortune blew away my bad
luck... I'm so happy! *sniffle*

Percy: What's wrong, Pop? You're all hunkered down like the other day.

Arthur: I'm just trying to hide the fact that your brilliance brings tears to
my eyes. Don't mind me! *sniffle*

Percy: Oh, Pop, you're not doing a very good job of hiding your tears!
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F3. Azura C

Percy: Mom! I've returned! Is dinner ready?

Azura: Welcome back, Percy. I actually just finished, so let it cool.

Percy: No time to wait! So hungry, and so little time!

Azura: Hold your horses! Did you wash your hands first?

Percy: I... did not. I will do it now though.

Azura: Calm down a bit while you're at it. There's plenty of food.

Percy: But I have to eat fast... Every moment I don't train is a missed
opportunity. Eat fast, train fast! I have go get big and strong quickly. How
else will I be able to protect you?

Azura: You want to protect me, Percy? It makes me happy to hear that.

Percy: I'll never let anything bad happen to you! You can count on me, Mom!

Azura: OK. But you won't be able to protect me if you choke on your meal,
so... chew! Also, how will you train if you make yourself sick eating so
fast?

Percy: You make excellent points, Mom! For now, I'll train myself to eat
quickly but efficiently!

Azura: Heehee, that's a good plan, Percy.
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Azura B

Percy: Mom! I have returned!

Azura: Welcome back, Per... Percy! What happened to your knee?!

Percy: Never fear, Mom! It is only a small scratch-a sign of my dedicated
training.

Azura: You poor thing. Come here and let's get it disinfected.

Percy: Disinfect? No... I'm sure it'll be fine. We can just leave it be.

Azura: It is not going to be fine! That's not how injuries work. Now come
here; I'm just gonna put a little medicine on it.

Percy: I'm telling you, I'm fine, but if it will make you feel better...

Azura: A mother is allowed to worry over her children, no matter how old they
are. Here-hold still.

Percy: Ouch! By the gods, that stings! Couldn't you be a bit more gentle?

Azura: Oh, Percy. If you can't tolerate this, how are you going to be able to
protect me?

Percy: What? No, just then I was... pretending! Yeah, I was pretending it
hurt! That's how I would lull a bad guy into a false sense of security. Jeez,
Mom, I can't believe you fell for it. Go on, more medicine! I can handle it
all!

Azura: Don't be silly, Percy. I only needed that tiny amount.

Percy: *phew*

Azura: How did you hurt your knee, anyway?

Percy: Oh, I was sprinting down a mountain, but I didn't see a branch and
tripped. I rolled a ways down before I got my feet under me again.

Azura: You rolled down a mountain and only cut your knee a little? You
definitely don't have your father's luck. Just the same, you have to promise
me that you'll lay off the dangerous training.

Percy: But... How can I become strong enough to protect you if I do?

Azura: I really do appreciate that you want to protect me, Percy, but... If
it means you doing dangerous things, then I'll have no part in it. You
understand that I'm just looking out for you by saying so, right?

Percy: You're right. I'm sorry, Mom!

Azura: Good, I'm glad you understand. Now then, why don't we get something to
eat before you run off again?

Percy: Yay! All that rolling really made me hungry!
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Azura A

Percy: Hey, Mom...

Azura: Hello, Percy. What's the matter? You look a little down.

Percy: I'm not sure if I can get strong enough to protect you, Mom.

Azura: What makes you say that?

Percy: Well, I've seen a lot of really strong people around the camp. It
seems like they're all stronger than me. I'm worried that there are foes
much, much stronger than me out there. When I think about running into one of
them before I'm ready, I lose confidence...

Azura: I see what you mean, but you really shouldn't worry, Percy. Of course
there are stronger people, but one day you'll be stronger than all of them.

Percy: Do you really think that, Mom? Or are you just trying to make me feel
better?

Azura: Oh, I really do believe that, dear. A mother just knows these things.
I can tell by how committed you are to growing stronger, if you must know. I
think... someday you'll be the strongest person in the world.

Percy: But someday isn't good enough! Evil won't wait for me to become strong
enough to defeat it!

Azura: Don't you worry about that. Until you're strong enough, I'll be
protecting you. I'm pretty strong too, you know. And once you've become the
strongest person ever, you can take over. How's that sound?

Percy: Yeah... that sounds like a good plan. It's a deal! I'm gonna work so
hard to become strong, no enemy will dare to cross my path!

Azura: And I'll cheer you on! But for now, let's have dinner. I even made
your favorite dish.

Percy: Woohoo! Thanks, Mom!
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F3. Felicia C

Percy: Mom, I'm home! Is dinner ready yet?

Felicia: Ahh, there you are, Percy. The food is just cooling on the table.

Percy: No time to wait! I'm gonna dig in.

Felicia: Oh no, that simply won't do. Have you washed your hands yet?

Percy: Oops, I forgot. I'll run and wash them now.

Felicia: Teehee, what's your hurry? The food's not going anywhere.

Percy: I have to eat fast... Every moment I'm not training is a missed
opportunity. Eat fast, train fast! I need to get big and strong quickly. How
else will I be able to keep you safe?

Felicia: You're going to protect me, Percy? That makes me so happy!

Percy: I promise, I'll never let anything bad happen to you. You can count on
me!

Felicia: I know I can. But please, slow down and chew your food properly! It
will be awfully hard to train if you have a nasty tummyache.

Percy: Good point, Mom. For the time being, I'll train myself to eat quickly
but efficiently.

Felicia: Heehee, thank you.
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Felicia B

Percy: Mom, I'm home! Is dinner ready yet?

Felicia: Oh dear, Percy! Your knee is bleeding!

Percy: Fear not, Mom! This scratch is merely a symbol of my dedication to
training.

Felicia: That's a nasty injury. We need to disinfect it right away!

Percy: No, no, it's OK! I'm sure it will be fine if we leave it alone.

Felicia: That's not how injuries work. If that wound festers, you won't be
happy. Now hold still a moment.

Percy: Geez, don't be such a worrywart...

Felicia: I'm your mother. I can't help but worry about you. Now let me apply
the medicine...

Percy: Youch! You didn't say that would sting. Can you try to be a little
more gentle?

Felicia: Percy, can't you handle just a bit of pain? How are you going to
protect anybody when you're acting like a little crybaby?

Percy: What? No, I was just... pretending! Yeah, I was totally just
pretending it hurt. I can't believe you actually fell for that. Go ahead, put
on more medicine. I can take it!

Felicia: Heehee. I only needed a small amount, Percy. How did you end up
getting hurt?

Percy: Well, I was running down a mountain as fast as I could. But I lost my
footing and tripped.

Felicia: I can't believe you only got this tiny scrape. You sure got lucky.
But please, can you knock off all this reckless training?

Percy: But... How can I get strong enough to protect you if I quit training?

Felicia: I know you're just doing this because you want to watch over me.
It's very sweet. But the last thing I want is for you to endanger yourself. I
wouldn't want someone who didn't value their own safety to protect me. I care
about you more than anything and couldn't stand to see you get hurt.

Percy: You're right... I'm sorry, Mom.

Felicia: It's OK, so long as you understand. Now, how about I make us some
dinner?

Percy: Yay! All that tumbling made me hungry!
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Felicia A

Percy: Hey, Mom...

Felicia: Oh dear, what's the matter? You seem sad today.

Percy: I've been wondering... I don't know if I can ever get strong enough to
protect you.

Felicia: Why would you say such a thing?

Percy: There are so many strong people all around the camp. Much stronger
than me... What do I do if I come across a foe who is more powerful than I
am? Thinking about that makes me lose confidence.

Felicia: Ahh, I see. Well don't you worry. The key to getting stronger is
working hard. If you do that, one day your dream will come true.

Percy: You're just trying to make me feel better...

Felicia: No, I wouldn't lie. Someday, I bet you'll be the strongest person in
the world.

Percy: Someday isn't good enough. What if evil rears its head before I'm
ready to defeat it?

Felicia: I'll keep you safe until your training is complete. And once that
day comes, you can protect me, Percy.

Percy: That sounds like a great plan. I'm gonna bust my tail and work even
harder. Then no enemy will dare challenge me.

Felicia: That's the spirit! I'll cheer you on every step of the way. And
maybe make some of your favorite dishes too!

Percy: Yay! Thanks, Mom!
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F3. Mozu C

Percy: Mom, I'm home! Is dinner ready yet?

Mozu: There you are, darling. The food is just cooling on the table.

Percy: No time to wait! I'm gonna dig in.

Mozu: Hold your horses. Did you wash your hands yet?

Percy: Oops, I forgot. I'll run and wash them now.

Mozu: What's your hurry? We've got plenty of food.

Percy: I have to eat fast... Every moment I'm not training is a missed
opportunity. Eat fast, train fast! I need to get big and strong quickly. How
else will I be able to keep you safe?

Mozu: You're going to protect me, Percy? That is so sweet.

Percy: I promise, I'll never let anything bad happen to you. You can count on
me!

Mozu: OK, darling. But please, do me a favor and chew your food properly. You
won't be able to train if you have a tummyache.

Percy: Good point, Mom. For the time being, I'll train myself to eat quickly
but efficiently.

Mozu: Heehee. Well go on and eat up!
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Mozu B

Percy: Mom, I'm home! Is dinner ready yet?

Mozu: Percy! Oh dear! Your knee is bleeding!

Percy: Fear not, Mom! This scratch is merely a symbol of my dedication to
training.

Mozu: Well we had better get that cut disinfected right this minute.

Percy: No really, it's OK! I'm sure it will be fine if we leave it alone.

Mozu: If that cut gets infected, you won't be singing the same tune. Now, sit
yourself down.

Percy: Geez, don't be such a worrywart.

Mozu: I'm your mother. I can't help but worry from time to time. Stand still.
I'm gonna apply some ointment.

Percy: Youch! You didn't say that would sting. Can you try to be a little
more gentle?

Mozu: If you can't deal with a little pain, how are you supposed to protect
me, Percy?

Percy: What? No, I was just... pretending! Yeah, I was totally just
pretending it hurt. I can't believe you actually fell for that. Go ahead, put
on more medicine. I can take it!

Mozu: Heh, I bet. So how did you end up hurting yourself?

Percy: Well, I was running down a mountain as fast as I could. But I lost my
footing and tripped.

Mozu: And you only got this bitty little cut? That's some luck you've got,
darling. You gotta knock off this foolhardy nonsense. I don't want you to get
hurt.

Percy: But... How can I get strong enough to protect you if I quit?

Mozu: I know your heart is in the right place. Really, I do. But I'd never
want to be protected by anybody who enjoys courting danger. You're the most
important person in the whole world to me. I need you to try and keep
yourself safe.

Percy: You're right... I'm sorry.

Mozu: It's OK, darling. Now how about you and I chow down.

Percy: That sounds great! All that tumbling made me hungry!

Mozu: Heehee. I'll go get supper going.
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Mozu A

Percy: Hey, Mom...

Mozu: What's the matter, darling? You're looking a little blue today.

Percy: I've been wondering... I don't know if I can ever get strong enough to
protect you.

Mozu: What makes you say that?

Percy: There are so many strong people all around the camp. They are all much
stronger than me... What do I do if I come across a foe who is more powerful
than I am? Thinking about that makes me lose confidence.

Mozu: Hmm, I see. Don't you fret. The only way to get tougher is to work
hard. If you commit to training day in and day out, you can accomplish
wonders.

Percy: You're just trying to make me feel better.

Mozu: I'm telling the truth. Please, don't worry. I've seen all your hard
work. Someday, I bet you'll become the strongest person in the whole wide
world.

Percy: Someday isn't good enough. What if evil rears its head before I'm
ready to defeat it?

Mozu: I'll keep you safe and sound until you've finished training. Then once
you've become strong enough, you can protect me. All right, Percy?

Percy: That sounds like a great plan. I'm gonna bust my tail and work even
harder. Then no enemy will dare challenge me.

Mozu: I'll cheer you on every step of the way. Maybe I'll even make some of
your favorite dishes too!

Percy: Really? Thanks, Mom!
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F3. Elise C

Percy: Mom, I'm back! Is dinner ready yet?

Elise: There you are, Percy! Dinner's on the table. Be careful-it's still
piping hot.

Percy: No time to wait! I'm gonna dig in!

Elise: Wait a minute. Did you wash your hands yet?

Percy: Oops, I forgot. I'll run and wash them.

Elise: Calm down, will you? There's plenty of food. What's the rush?

Percy: I have to eat fast... Every moment I'm not training is a missed
opportunity. Eat fast, train fast! I need to get big and strong quickly. How
else will I be able to keep you safe?

Elise: Oh, you're going to protect me? That's so sweet, Percy.

Percy: I promise, I'll never let anything bad happen to you! You can count on
me!

Elise: I know I can. But you won't be protecting anybody if you choke on your
meal. So chew, please! Besides, how will you train if you have a tummyache?
You'll make yourself sick eating like that.

Percy: Good point, Mom. For the time being, I'll train myself to eat quickly
but efficiently.

Elise: That's a great plan, Percy.
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Elise B

Percy: Mom, I'm back!

Elise: Welcome home, Per- Oh goodness, your knee is bleeding! What happened?

Percy: Fear not, Mom! This scratch is merely a symbol of my dedication to
training.

Elise: You poor thing. Come here and let me disinfect that right away.

Percy: No, no, it's OK. I'm sure it will be fine if we leave it alone.

Elise: No, it won't be fine! You have to clean cuts, or else they get
infected. And that wouldn't be fun at all. Here- hold still.

Percy: I'm fine, seriously. But if it will make you feel better...

Elise: Parents can't help but worry about their children sometimes. Now hold
still while I put ointment on that scrape.

Percy: Youch! You didn't say that would sting! Can you try to be a little
more gentle?

Elise: Percy, if you can't tolerate a tiny amount of pain, how are you going
to protect me?

Percy: What? No, I was just... pretending! Yeah, I was totally just
pretending it hurt. I can't believe you actually fell for that. Go ahead, put
on more medicine! I can take it.

Elise: Don't be ridiculous, Percy. I only needed a tiny amount. So how did
you get this little battle injury?

Percy: I was running down a mountain as fast as I could. But I lost my
footing and tripped.

Elise: And you only got this itty-bitty scrape? You could have broken your
neck! Do me a favor and knock off the dangerous training, OK?

Percy: But... How can I get strong enough to protect you if I do?

Elise: I appreciate the thought, Percy. But if it means putting yourself in
harm's way, I'll have no part in it. The last thing I want is for you to
really hurt yourself. Do you understand?

Percy: You're right... I'm sorry, Mom.

Elise: It's OK, sweetie. Now then, how about you have a bite to eat before
you run off again?

Percy: That sounds great. All that tumbling made me hungry!
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Elise A

Percy: Hey, Mom...

Elise: Hello, Percy. What's wrong? You look a little sad today.

Percy: I'm just not sure if I can actually get strong enough to protect you.

Elise: Why do you say that?

Percy: There are so many strong people all around the camp. Much stronger
than me... What do I do if I come across a foe who is more powerful than I
am? Thinking about that makes me lose confidence...

Elise: I see what you're saying, but don't worry. If you work very hard, one
day you can be strongest of all.

Percy: You're just trying to make me feel better...

Elise: No, really, I mean it! It's obvious that you're very dedicated to
training. That hard work will pay off. Keep at it, and someday you could be
the strongest person in the world!

Percy: Someday isn't good enough! What if evil rears its head before I'm
ready to defeat it?

Elise: Don't you worry about that. Until you're strong enough, I'll keep you
safe. I'm actually pretty tough. And eventually, once you're the strongest
person ever, I'll let you protect me. Sound good?

Percy: Yeah. Yeah, that sounds like a great plan. It's a deal! I'm gonna work
as hard as possible to become strong. Then no enemy will dare challenge me.

Elise: I'll cheer you on! But for the time being, let's eat dinner. I even
made your favorite dish.

Percy: Yay! Thanks, Mom.
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F3. Camilla C

Percy: Mom, I'm home! Is dinner ready yet?

Camilla: Welcome back, Percy. Dinner is on the table.

Percy: No time to wait! I'm gonna dig in.

Camilla: Now hold on just one moment. Have you washed your hands yet?

Percy: Oops, I forgot. I'll run and wash them.

Camilla: Heehee, slow down! There is plenty of food. Why are you in such a
hurry today?

Percy: I have to eat fast... Every moment I'm not training is a missed
opportunity. Eat fast, train fast! I need to get big and strong quickly. How
else will I be able to keep you safe?

Camilla: So you're going to protect me? That's very sweet, Percy.

Percy: I promise, I'll never let anything bad happen to you. You can count on
me!

Camilla: I know that. But please, take time to actually chew your food
properly. You won't be able to get much training done if you have a
stomachache.

Percy: Good point, Mom. For the time being, I'll train myself to eat quickly
but efficiently.

Camilla: Teehee. Let's enjoy our meal.
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Camilla B

Percy: Mom, I'm back!

Camilla: Oh my, Percy! Your knee is bleeding! How did you hurt yourself?

Percy: Fear not, Mom! This scratch is merely a symbol of my dedication to
training.

Camilla: Oh, you poor thing... We have to disinfect this right away.

Percy: No, no, it's OK. I'm sure it will be fine if we leave it alone.

Camilla: That's not how injuries work. You have to clean and dress cuts to
keep them from getting infected.

Percy: I'm fine, seriously. But if it will make you feel better...

Camilla: Parents can't help but worry about their children sometimes. Now
hold still while I put the ointment on your scrape...

Percy: Youch! You didn't say that would sting! Can you try to be a little
more gentle?

Camilla: Now, Percy, can't you bear a tiny amount of pain? How are you going
to protect me if you're such a little weakling?

Percy: What? No, I was just... pretending! Yeah, I was totally just
pretending it hurt. I can't believe you actually fell for that. Go ahead, put
on more medicine. I can take it.

Camilla: Oh, silly, I only needed a tiny dab. So, how did you get this battle
injury?

Percy: I was running down a mountain as fast as I could. But I lost my
footing and tripped.

Camilla: And you only have this little scratch? You could have broken your
neck! Do me a favor and quit training so recklessly, OK?

Percy: But... How can I get strong enough to protect you if I quit?

Camilla: I know how much this matters to you. It's very sweet that you want
to protect me. But a true protector would never put themselves in harm's way
for the thrill. You're being careless. You are the most precious thing in the
world to me. Please understand, I just want you to be safe.

Percy: You're right... I'm sorry, Mom.

Camilla: That's a good boy. Now how about we enjoy our dinner?

Percy: Yay! All that tumbling made me hungry!
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Camilla A

Percy: Hey, Mom...

Camilla: Oh, what's the matter? You seem so gloomy today.

Percy: I'm just not sure if I can actually get strong enough to protect you.

Camilla: Why would you ever think such a thing?

Percy: There are so many strong people all around the camp. Much stronger
than me... What do I do if I come across a foe who is more powerful than I
am? Thinking about that makes me lose confidence...

Camilla: Don't worry yourself over that. If you work really hard, you can be
the strongest of all.

Percy: You're just trying to make me feel better...

Camilla: No, I'm not. Listen, I've seen how hard you've been training every
day. Continue that effort, and someday you will be the strongest person in
the world.

Percy: Someday isn't good enough. What if evil rears its head before I'm
ready to defeat it?

Camilla: Please, don't concern yourself with that. I will watch over you
until your training is complete. And when that day comes... you may protect
me.

Percy: That sounds like a great plan. I'm gonna bust my tail and work even
harder. Then no enemy will dare challenge me.

Camilla: I'll be there to cheer you on. And when you tire from training, come
rest and I will sing you a lullaby.

Percy: That sounds great. Thanks, Mom!
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F3. Effie C

Percy: Mom, I'm back! Is dinner ready yet?

Effie: Welcome home, Percy! Dinner's on the table. Have a seat.

Percy: No time to wait! I'm gonna dig in.

Effie: Wait one second. Have you washed your hands yet?

Percy: Oops, I forgot. I'll run and wash them.

Effie: Tee hee. Calm down, sweetie. There's plenty of food. What's your rush?

Percy: I have to eat fast... Every moment I'm not training is a missed
opportunity. Eat fast, train fast! I need to get big and strong quickly. How
else will I be able to keep you safe?

Effie: Oh, you're going to protect me? That's a sweet thought, Percy.

Percy: I promise, I'll never let anything bad happen to you. You can count on
me!

Effie: I know I can. But please, slow down for a moment to chew your food
properly. You won't be able to train if you have a bad tummyache.

Percy: Good point, Mom. For the time being, I'll train myself to eat quickly
but efficiently.

Effie: Teehee... Sounds like a plan. Let's eat!
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Effie B

Percy: Mom, I'm back!

Effie: Percy, your knee is bleeding! How did you hurt yourself?

Percy: Fear not, Mom! This scratch is merely a symbol of my dedication to
training.

Effie: Sweetie, that has to be disinfected right away.

Percy: No, no, it's OK. I'm sure it will be fine if we leave it alone.

Effie: No, it's not fine. You have to carefully clean cuts so they don't get
infected. And that wouldn't be fun at all. Here- hold still.

Percy: I'm fine, seriously. But if it will make you feel better...

Effie: A mother can't help but worry about her child sometimes. Now please,
hold still while I put ointment on that scrape.

Percy: Ouch! You didn't say that would sting! Can you try to be a little more
gentle?

Effie: Now, Percy. If you can't tolerate a tiny amount of pain, how will you
protect me?

Percy: What? No, I was just... pretending! Yeah, I was totally just
pretending it hurt. I can't believe you actually fell for that. Go ahead, put
on more medicine! I can take it.

Effie: Don't be silly. I only needed a tiny bit. So how did you get this
battle injury?

Percy: I was running down a mountain as fast as I could. But I lost my
footing and tripped.

Effie: And you only got this itty-bitty scrape? You could have broken your
neck! Can you please knock off the dangerous training?

Percy: But... How can I get strong enough to protect you if I do?

Effie: I appreciate the thought, Percy. But if it means putting yourself in
harm's way, I'll have no part in it. The last thing I want is for you to hurt
yourself. Do you understand? I just want you to be safe, sweetie.

Percy: You're right... I'm sorry, Mom.

Effie: It's fine. How about we eat some dinner.

Percy: That's sounds great. All that tumbling made me hungry!
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Effie A

Percy: Hey, Mom...

Effie: What's wrong, Percy? You seem a bit sad today.

Percy: I'm just not sure if I can actually get strong enough to protect you.

Effie: What makes you say that?

Percy: There are so many strong people all around the camp. Much stronger
than me... What do I do if I come across a foe who is more powerful than I
am? Thinking about that makes me lose confidence...

Effie: I understand, but please don't worry. If you work hard, one day you
can be the strongest of them all.

Percy: You're just trying to make me feel better...

Effie: No, really, I mean it. I've seen you practicing hard every day. That
work will pay off. Keep at it, and someday you could be the strongest person
in the world.

Percy: Someday isn't good enough. What if evil rears its head before I'm
ready to defeat it?

Effie: You don't need to worry about that. Until you're big and strong, I'll
keep you safe. You know, I'm tough too. And eventually, once you're the
strongest person ever, I'll let you protect me. OK?

Percy: That sounds like a great plan. It's a deal! I'm gonna work as hard as
possible to become strong. Then no enemy will dare challenge me.

Effie: I'll always cheer you on. How about we have some dinner? I even made
your favorite dish.

Percy: Yay! Thanks, Mom.
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F3. Nyx C

Percy: Mom, I'm home! Is dinner ready yet?

Nyx: Welcome back, Percy. The food is just cooling on the table.

Percy: No time to wait! I'm gonna dig in.

Nyx: Hold on a moment. Did you wash your hands yet?

Percy: Oops, I forgot. I'll run and wash them now.

Nyx: Hehehe, slow down. What's the hurry? We have plenty of food.

Percy: I have to eat fast... Every moment I'm not training is a missed
opportunity. Eat fast, train fast! I need to get big and strong quickly. How
else will I be able to keep you safe?

Nyx: You're going to protect me, huh? That's very sweet...

Percy: I promise, I'll never let anything bad happen to you. You can count on
me!

Nyx: I know I can. But please, chew your food properly... It would be a shame
if you couldn't train because your tummy hurt too much.

Percy: Good point, Mom. For the time being, I'll train myself to eat quickly,
but efficiently.

Nyx: Thank you. Go ahead and eat up before the food gets cold.
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Nyx B

Percy: Mom, I'm back!

Nyx: Oh dear... Percy, your knee is bleeding.

Percy: Fear not, Mom! This scratch is merely a symbol of my dedication to
training.

Nyx: We need to disinfect that right now.

Percy: No, no, it's OK. I'm sure it will be fine if we leave it alone.

Nyx: It's not OK! If that wound festers, you'll be in big trouble... We have
to clean and dress your cut.

Percy: Don't be such a worrywart...

Nyx: It's natural for a mother to worry about her child. Sit still while I
apply this medicine.

Percy: Youch! You didn't say that would sting! Can you try to be a little
more gentle?

Nyx: Percy, you have to toughen up. If you can't stand a small amount of
pain, how are you supposed to protect anyone?

Percy: What? No, I was just... pretending! Yeah, I was totally just
pretending it hurt. I can't believe you actually fell for that. Go ahead, put
on more medicine. I can take it.

Nyx: I only needed a tiny amount, Percy. Tell me, how did you get this
injury?

Percy: Well, I was running down a mountain as fast as I could. But I lost my
footing and tripped.

Nyx: And you only got this small injury? That was a lucky break. Please, try
to be more careful going forward.

Percy: But... How can I get strong enough to protect you if I quit?

Nyx: Listen, I know that you mean well. But I wouldn't want to be protected
by someone chasing cheap thrills. I just want you to be safe. You mean the
world to me.

Percy: You're right... I'm sorry, Mom.

Nyx: It's all right, so long as you understand. How about we have a bite to
eat?

Percy: Yes please! All that tumbling made me hungry.
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Nyx A

Percy: Hey, Mom...

Nyx: What happened, Percy? You look so sad.

Percy: I'm just wondering if I can ever get strong enough to protect you.

Nyx: Why would you say that?

Percy: There are so many strong people all around the camp. Much stronger
than me... What do I do if I come across a foe who is more powerful than I
am? Thinking about that makes me lose confidence...
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Nyx: I understand... Please don't worry. You're so young. There is plenty of
time to get stronger.

Percy: You're just trying to make me feel better...

Nyx: I swear, I'm not. I've noticed how hard you've been training. Keep
working hard, and someday you can be the strongest person in the world.

Percy: Someday isn't good enough. What if evil rears its head before I'm
ready to defeat it?

Nyx: Don't you fret. I'll watch over you until your training is complete.
Then, when you're a grown-up... you can protect me.

Percy: That sounds like a great plan. I'm gonna bust my tail and work even
harder. Then no enemy will dare challenge me.

Nyx: Going forward, I'll do everything I can to help with your training.

Percy: Thanks, Mom!
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F3. Selena C

Percy: Mom, I'm home! Is dinner ready yet?

Selena: Percy, there you are. I just finished up making dinner.

Percy: No time to wait! I'm gonna dig in.

Selena: Wait a minute! Did you wash your hands?

Percy: Oops, I forgot. I'll run and wash them now.

Selena: Why are you in such a hurry? We've got plenty of food.

Percy: I have to eat fast... Every moment I'm not training is a missed
opportunity. Eat fast, train fast! I need to get big and strong quickly. How
else will I be able to keep you safe?

Selena: Ohh, you're gonna protect me, huh? I'd love to see that.

Percy: I promise, I'll never let anything bad happen to you. You can count on
me!

Selena: I know I can. But please, slow down and chew your food. It won't be
very fun to train if you have a terrible tummyache.

Percy: Good point, Mom. For the time being, I'll train myself to eat quickly
but efficiently.

Selena: Heehee, fair enough. Dig in!
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Selena B

Percy: Mom, I'm home! Is dinner ready yet?

Selena: Percy! Your knee is bleeding!

Percy: Fear not, Mom! This scratch is merely a symbol of my dedication to
training.

Selena: We need to get that cut cleaned and disinfected right away.

Percy: No really, it's OK! I'm sure it will be fine if we leave it alone.

Selena: Don't be ridiculous! Let that cut fester, and then tell me how OK it
is. Now hold still for a minute.

Percy: Don't be such a worrywart.

Selena: I can't help it! I'm your mother, after all. Now hold still while I
use this medicine.

Percy: Youch! You didn't say that would sting. Can you try to be a little
more gentle?

Selena: How are you going to protect me if you can't deal with a little bit
of pain?

Percy: What? No, I was just... pretending! Yeah, I was totally just
pretending it hurt. I can't believe you actually fell for that. Go ahead, put
on more medicine. I can take it!

Selena: If you say so... So how did you end up getting this little injury
anyways?

Percy: Well, I was running down a mountain as fast as I could. But I lost my
footing and tripped.

Selena: And you only got this teeny little scrape? That sure is lucky. Don't
you ever do anything so stupid and careless again.

Percy: But... How can I get strong enough to protect you if I quit?

Selena: *sigh* I know you're just trying to be sweet and watch out for me.
But the last thing I want is for you to put yourself in a dangerous
situation. I would never want to be protected by someone so foolish. You have
to be more careful. Understand?

Percy: You're right... I'm sorry.

Selena: It's OK... Now, let's eat!

Percy: Yay! All that tumbling made me hungry!
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Selena A

Percy: Hey, Mom...

Selena: What's the matter? You seem moody today.

Percy: I've been wondering... I don't know if I can ever get strong enough to
protect you.

Selena: What? Why do you say that?

Percy: There are so many tough people all around the camp. All of them are
much stronger than me... What do I do if I come across a foe who is more
powerful than I am? Thinking about that makes me lose confidence.

Selena: Hmm... I see. The thing is, you're still so young. You've got plenty
of time to get stronger. The important thing is to keep working hard at
training.

Percy: You're just trying to make me feel better.

Selena: It's the truth. Please, don't worry, I've noticed all your effort.
Someday, I think you can become the strongest person in the whole world.

Percy: Someday isn't good enough! What if evil rears its head before I'm
ready to defeat it!

Selena: I'll keep you safe and sound... Then once you're an amazing warrior,
you can protect me. OK?

Percy: Really? That sounds great! I'm gonna bust my tail and work even
harder. Then no enemy will dare challenge me.

Selena: I'll cheer you on every step of the way. Maybe I'll make some of your
favorite meals, too. Obviously you'll need plenty of nutritious food!

Percy: Really?! Thanks, Mom!
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F3. Beruka C

Percy: Mom, I'm home! Is dinner ready yet?

Beruka: Oh, welcome back, Percy. The food is cooling on the table.

Percy: No time to wait! I'm gonna dig in.

Beruka: Oh, no, that simply won't do. Have you washed your hands yet?

Percy: Oops, I forgot. I'll run and wash them now.

Beruka: What's the rush? There's no shortage of food here.

Percy: I have to eat fast... Every moment I'm not training is a missed
opportunity. Eat fast, train fast! I need to get big and strong quickly. How
else will I be able to keep you safe?

Beruka: You wish to protect me? That's sweet...

Percy: I promise, I'll never let anything bad happen to you. You can count on
me!

Beruka: I know I can. But please, slow down and chew your food properly. A
bad stomachache will get in the way of your training.

Percy: Good point, Mom. For the time being, I'll train myself to eat quickly
but efficiently.

Beruka: Hehe. OK, Percy.
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Beruka B

Percy: Mom, I'm home! Is dinner ready yet?

Beruka: Oh, Percy... Your knee is bleeding.

Percy: Fear not, Mom! This scratch is merely a symbol of my dedication to
training.

Beruka: Well, we better get that scrape disinfected right away.

Percy: No, no, it's OK! I'm sure it will be fine if we leave it alone.

Beruka: No, it won't. If that cut festers, you could get very sick... Now sit
down.

Percy: Geez, don't be such a worrywart.

Beruka: I can't help it. I'm your mother. I'm going to apply the medicine...

Percy: Youch! You didn't say that would sting. Can you try to be a little
more gentle?

Beruka: How are you planning on protecting me if you can't deal with a bit of
pain?

Percy: What? No, I was just... pretending! Yeah, I was totally just
pretending it hurt. I can't believe you actually fell for that. Go ahead, put
on more medicine. I can take it!

Beruka: How did you end up getting hurt?

Percy: Well, I was running down a mountain as fast as I could. But I lost my
footing and tripped.

Beruka: And you walked away with just this little scrape? You're very lucky.
Please, try not to be so reckless going forward.

Percy: But... How can I get strong enough to protect you if I quit training?

Beruka: I appreciate how much this means to you, Percy. But that's not a good
excuse for putting yourself in dangerous situations. I don't want to be
protected by someone with no care for their own safety. You're very important
to me, and I don't want to see you get hurt.

Percy: You're right... I'm sorry, Mom.

Beruka: It's OK, as long as you understand. Now, how about we eat?

Percy: Yay! All that tumbling made me hungry!
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Beruka A

Percy: Hey, Mom...

Beruka: Is something wrong, Percy? You seem down today.

Percy: I've been wondering... I don't know if I can ever get strong enough to
protect you.

Beruka: Why do you say that?

Percy: There are so many strong people all around the camp. Much stronger
than me... What do I do if I come across a foe who is more powerful than I
am? Thinking about that makes me lose confidence.

Beruka: Hmm, I see. There's no need to worry. The key to getting stronger is
hard work. Commit to training, and you can accomplish anything.

Percy: You're just trying to make me feel better.

Beruka: It's the truth. I've noticed all your efforts. Someday, I bet you'll
become the strongest person in the world.

Percy: Someday isn't good enough. What if evil rears its head before I'm
ready to defeat it?

Beruka: I'll keep watch over you until your training is complete. And one
day, you can watch over me.

Percy: That sounds like a great plan. I'm gonna bust my tail and work even
harder. Then no enemy will dare challenge me.

Beruka: Very good. I'll do everything I can to aid you. Perhaps we can train
together. I know many rare combat techniques.

Percy: Really?! Thanks, Mom!
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F3. Peri C

Percy: Mom, I'm home! Is dinner ready yet?

Peri: There you are, Percy! Dinner is cooling on the table.

Percy: Great-thanks! I'm gonna dig in.

Peri: Hey, hold it! Did you wash your hands yet?

Percy: Oops, I forgot. I'll run and wash them now.

Peri: Geez, what's your hurry? There's plenty of food!

Percy: I have to eat fast... Every moment I'm not training is a missed
opportunity. Eat fast, train fast! I need to get big and strong quickly. How
else will I be able to keep you safe?

Peri: Ohhh, you're gonna protect me? That's so sweet!

Percy: I promise, I'll never let anything bad happen to you. You can count on
me!

Peri: Heehee, I know I can. But please, chew your food properly and watch
your manners at the table. It will be awfully hard to train if you have a bad
tummyache.

Percy: Good point, Mom. For the time being, I'll train myself to eat quickly
but efficiently.

Peri: Thank you. Go ahead and eat up before your food gets cold.
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Peri B

Percy: Mom, I'm back!

Peri: Percy! Your knee is bleeding!

Percy: Fear not, Mom! This scratch is merely a symbol of my dedication to
training.

Peri: We have to disinfect that cut right away.

Percy: No, no, it's OK! I'm sure it will be fine if we leave it alone.

Peri: If that scrape gets infected, it'll be big trouble. Now hold still...

Percy: Don't be such a worrywart...

Peri: I'm your mother. How could I not worry about you? I'm gonna put the
medicine on now...

Percy: Youch! You didn't say that would sting! Can you try to be a little
more gentle?

Peri: Percy, toughen up! How are you gonna protect me if you act like a
little weakling?

Percy: What? No, I was just... pretending! Yeah, I was totally just
pretending it hurt. I can't believe you actually fell for that. Go ahead, put
on more medicine. I can take it!

Peri: I only needed a tiny amount, Percy. How did you get this injury anyway?

Percy: Well, I was running down a mountain as fast as I could. But I lost my
footing and tripped.

Peri: And you only got this itty-bitty scrape? Gee, you sure are lucky.
Please, knock off this reckless training. I don't want you to really hurt
yourself.

Percy: But... How can I get strong enough to protect you if I quit training?

Peri: It's sweet that you care so much. That means the world to me. But if
protecting me means you're gonna put yourself in danger... Well, then I don't
want you to protect me at all. I love you, Percy. I just want you to stay
safe, OK?

Percy: You're right... I'm sorry, Mom.

Peri: It's OK. I'm just glad you understand. Now, let's eat!

Percy: Yay! All that tumbling made me hungry!
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Peri A

Percy: Hey, Mom...

Peri: What's wrong, Percy? You look sad today...

Percy: I've been wondering... I don't know if I can ever get strong enough to
protect you...

Peri: What makes you say that?

Percy: There are so many strong people all around the camp. Much stronger
than me... What do I do if I come across a foe who is more powerful than I
am? Thinking about that makes me lose confidence.

Peri: Hmm, I see. You're so young, Percy. You have plenty of time to get as
strong as anybody!

Percy: You're just trying to make me feel better...

Peri: I'm not! It's obvious how hard you've been training. Someday, I bet
you'll be the strongest person in the world. Just keep working at it!

Percy: Someday isn't good enough. What if evil rears its head before I'm
ready to defeat it?

Peri: Don't worry about that! I'll keep you safe until you finish training.
Then when you're the strongest warrior in the whole wide world... You can
protect me.

Percy: That sounds like a great plan. I'm gonna bust my tail and work even
harder. Then no enemy will dare challenge me.

Peri: I'll cheer you on every step of the way. Now, how about I whip up
something special for us to eat?

Percy: That sounds great! Thanks, Mom.
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F3. Charlotte C

Percy: Mom, I'm home! Is dinner ready yet?

Charlotte: Ahh, there you are, Percy. Dinner is cooling on the table.

Percy: No time to wait! I'm gonna dig in.

Charlotte: HOLD IT! Did you wash your hands?

Percy: Oops, I forgot. I'll run and wash them.

Charlotte: Geez, slow down! We have plenty of food. What's your rush?

Percy: I have to eat fast... Every moment I'm not training is a missed
opportunity. Eat fast, train fast! I need to get big and strong quickly. How
else will I be able to keep you safe?

Charlotte: Heh, you're going to protect me, huh?

Percy: I promise, I'll never let anything bad happen to you. You can count on
me!

Charlotte: That's sweet. But how about you focus on chewing properly for the
time being. You won't be able to train if you have a terrible stomachache.

Percy: Good point, Mom. For the time being, I'll train myself to eat quickly
but efficiently.

Charlotte: If you insist. Let's eat up!
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Charlotte B

Percy: Mom, I'm back!

Charlotte: Percy, your knee is bleeding! What happened?

Percy: Fear not, Mom! This scratch is merely a symbol of my dedication to
training.

Charlotte: Well you better let me disinfect that right away.

Percy: No, no, it's OK. I'm sure it will be fine if we leave it alone.

Charlotte: No, it's NOT OK! If that wound festers, you won't be happy- trust
me. We have to clean and dress that cut.

Percy: I'm fine-don't worry. But if it will make you feel better...

Charlotte: Well of course I'm worried. I'm your mother, after all. Now hold
still so I can put some medicine on that scrape.

Percy: Youch! You didn't say that would sting! Can you try to be a little
more gentle?

Charlotte: You can't deal with an itty-bitty amount of pain? You won't be
able to protect anyone if you act like a little weakling.

Percy: What? No, I was just... pretending! Yeah, I was totally just
pretending it hurt. I can't believe you actually fell for that. Go ahead, put
on more medicine. I can take it.

Charlotte: Lucky for you, I only needed a tiny dab. So how did you end up
hurting yourself?

Percy: I was running down a mountain as fast as I could. But I lost my
footing and tripped.

Charlotte: It's amazing that you walked away with only a small scratch...
You're very lucky. Do me a favor and knock off the reckless training, OK?

Percy: But... How can I get strong enough to protect you if I quit?

Charlotte: Percy, you're a very sweet boy. I know your heart is in the right
place. But no true protector puts themselves in harm's way for a cheap
thrill. It's simply thoughtless. You're the dearest person in the world to
me. I don't want to see you get hurt. Understand?

Percy: You're right... I'm sorry, Mom.

Charlotte: It's OK. Just be careful. Would you like something to eat?

Percy: Yes please! All that tumbling made me hungry.
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Charlotte A

Percy: Hey, Mom...

Charlotte: Did something happen, Percy? You look rather gloomy today.

Percy: I'm just not sure if I can actually get strong enough to protect you.

Charlotte: Why would you even think that?

Percy: There are so many strong people all around the camp. Much stronger
than me... What do I do if I come across a foe who is more powerful than I
am? Thinking about that makes me lose confidence...

Charlotte: Hmm... I see. Well, don't worry yourself. If you work really hard,
you can be the strongest of all.

Percy: You're just trying to make me feel better...

Charlotte: Why would I lie? I've noticed all the effort you've put into your
training. If you keep it up, someday you will be the strongest person in the
world.

Percy: Someday isn't good enough. What if evil rears its head before I'm
ready to defeat it?

Charlotte: You have nothing to worry about. I'll keep watch over you until
your training is complete. Then, when you're all grown up... you can watch
over me.

Percy: That sounds like a great plan. I'm gonna bust my tail and work even
harder. Then no enemy will dare challenge me.

Charlotte: I'll cheer you on all the way. And hey, maybe I'll make some of
your favorite dishes too!

Percy: Yay! Thanks, Mom!
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Ophelia^

F4. Odin C

Ophelia: HYAAAAAAAAAAAH! Attack, my supreme secret weapon. Missiletainn... of
PURGATORY!! WHOOOOOOOSH! BAAAAANG! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Phew! How ghastly.
You're simply getting what you deserved. An attack on thine own vile spirit!
Take comfort. You'll have ample time to bemoan your inflated ambition in a
frosty tomb. For I am Crimson Ophelia... And I will end this valiant fight!

Odin: O-Ophelia?

Ophelia: F-Father?! Whatever are you doing here?!

Odin: What are YOU doing here, young lady? Explain yourself at once!

Ophelia: E-explain...?

Odin: You heard me!

Ophelia: Um, well I was just... practicing. You see, there's an evil lord who
controls the world, so I battled him into a corner. And at the last fateful
moment, I used his dark power against him to triumph!

Odin: Oh.

Ophelia: Wh-why are you making that strange face? Am I being childish?

Odin: No, Ophelia, it's not that. It's just...

Ophelia: Just... what?

Odin: Never you mind.
(Odin leaves)

Ophelia: Father! So the silent treatment is supposed to make me understand
what I did wrong? What a passive way to criticize me. The chosen ones are
always so harsh...
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Odin B

Ophelia: Hello, Father. Listen. I wanted to talk about yesterday...

Odin: HYAAAAAAAAAAAH! Attack my ultimate supreme weapon... Missiletainn... of
PURGATORY!! WHOOOOOOOSH! BAAAAANG! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Heh. That's off-
putting. You're simply getting what you deserved. An attack by thine own vile
spirit! You'll have ample time to bemoan your inflated ambition in a frosty
tomb. For I am Odin Dark... and I will end this valiant fight!

Ophelia: *sigh* Umm, F-Father...

Odin: What?! O-O-Ophelia?! Wh-what in the world are you doing here?!

Ophelia: I'd like to ask you the same question. Because that's my...

Odin: Well, the truth is that I, um... I thought I'd improve upon that
signature battle cry of yours.

Ophelia: What do you mean by improve?

Odin: Well, to tell the truth, I wasn't trying to improve it, exactly. Your
phrase is so devilishly cool. I simply couldn't resist giving it a go myself.

Ophelia: Huh?

Odin: I'm sorry. There is no excuse. I'm frightfully embarrassed. In fact, I
think I'd like to go crawl in a hole and hide for a spell.

Ophelia: Oh, Father. It's fine! You really don't need to be embarrassed.
Which part did you like best?

Odin: Honestly, your sound effects. So original! They truly add panache to
the magic. And that riveting scene in which you hoist the evil lord by his
own petard. But you really saved the best for last. "And I will end this
valiant fight!" What a rip-roaring finale!! You have a true flair for the
dramatic. It moved me, I must admit.

Ophelia: Stop, I'm blushing! To be so complimented by you, Father... YOU'RE
the one who's remarkable!

Odin: Huh? R-really?

Ophelia: Oh, Father, ever since I was a child, I've imitated your every move.
All I've ever wanted in life was to be a chosen one, like you. But in time, I
realized that copying you would never make my dream come true. So I've been
revising those imitations to better suit my own budding style. You've always
been my role model, Father. You're the amazing one.

Odin: Ahahaha. I never though you would sing my praises, Ophelia.

Ophelia: I have an idea. We're both here... Why not try and improve the scene
together? Maybe we could drive the evil lord into a corner and win the day,
together!

Odin: What a wonderful idea! Give me a bit of time to mull it over. There are
too many things I wish to say. First we have to script the chosen father and
daughter's lines of course. Then-

Ophelia: Wait, what? Chosen father AND daughter? A-are you telling me that
I'm a chosen warrior, like you? What should I do? I'm so ecstatic that I want
to cry! No, no, get ahold of yourself. I mustn't misinterpret his words. I'm
nowhere near Father's level.

Odin: All right, Ophelia! I'm ready!

Ophelia: O-OK, great! Let's get started!
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Odin A

Odin: Ophelia! The script we came up with is spectacular. Honestly, I'm
getting all goosefleshy. This sacred speech is worthy of a chosen father and
daughter.

Ophelia: About that. I wanted to ask you something. Are you and I truly
chosen ones?

Odin: In our scene we truly are!

Ophelia: I'm not talking about this make-believe stuff! I mean in real life.
Listen, there's something important I need to ask you. It's about this mark
on my arm.

Odin: Is that... the Brand?! Ophelia, when did you...?!

Ophelia: It just suddenly appeared when I joined the army. So it's called a
Brand?

Odin: Oh! Uh, n-no! No, no, no, that's just a generic term! You know, like
"branded." But it IS proof of the blood shared between a child and her
parent. In fact, it's called the Royal Bloodmark of the Exalt!

Ophelia: Father! I'm being serious. Now's not the time for your made-up
names!

Odin: You're right. I apologize.

Ophelia: So... you said this mark is proof of the blood shared by a child and
her parent? Does that mean you have this mark too?

Odin: Yes, I do.

Ophelia: REALLY?! Can I see it?

Odin: Er. I misspoke. I don't have it any longer. Or, more precisely, it was
made invisible. I had to hide it when I came to this land.

Ophelia: This land? You mean, like, this country? That makes no sense. Why
does it need to be hidden? Please, tell me the truth! Does it confer some
unique ability on us? Is this the mark of the chosen ones?!

Odin: No, unfortunately. It doesn't give you any special powers. It's simply
irrefutable evidence of your lineage.

Ophelia: Lineage?

Odin: Yes. And frankly, that lineage means very little in this world. I'm
sorry if I got your hopes up, but it's the truth. Though I admit that I've
wished it granted me special abilities on countless occasions.

Ophelia: So what you're saying is that I'm not a chosen one at all... This is
just a normal old birthmark.

Odin: Ophelia, listen. You may not have special powers, but you are unique.
Heroic blood flows through your veins. It is the blood of the Exalt, who
raised his sword against the world-eating fell dragon. It is the blood of a
woman whose courage led her to cross the bounds of time itself. And it is the
blood that flowed out of two heroes who died to protect me.

Ophelia: Exalt? Fell dragon? Father, I don't understand. Why do you look like
you're going to cry?

Odin: I'm sorry... it doesn't matter whether you understand or not right now.
But eventually, a day will dawn when you can be proud to bear that mark. I
knew a princess once who desired that mark, you know. But it never appeared.
I believe she would be very happy to know that it has appeared on you,
though. Someday I will tell you the whole story, Ophelia. But not today.

Ophelia: Do you promise?

Odin: Yes, I promise.

Ophelia: OK! And you have to show me your mark too, Father! I'll be looking
forward to that day.

Odin: Thank you, Ophelia. Listen. We don't have special powers. But we still
must support those around us who do have those abilities. Coming up with
thrilling scenes and exciting phrases is no waste of time, right? A strong
supporting ensemble ensures that the star shines brightest of all!

Ophelia: Right on! We have to keep writing awesome speeches, no matter what!
Then we'll have an amazing line to say when we vanquish the evil lord
together!

Odin: What a wonderful idea! Hmm... And after our lines are said, I'll be
forced to ask... whether you'll join me or stay here. I know it's an unfair
choice. But for now...

Ophelia: Father? What's bothering you?

Odin: Nothing, I was simply enjoying a brief flight of fancy. All right,
Ophelia! Back to writing! We need to make our lines even better!

Ophelia: Yes!
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F4. Azura C

Ophelia: Mother, there you are! The situation is most dire...

Azura: What's wrong, dear?

Ophelia: Deep within me, the greedy beast rumbles. It demands an offering!

Azura: Hmmm, you're hungry? Is that it?

Ophelia: Exactly! You understand me so well.

Azura: Of course, Ophelia. I am a chosen one, after all.

Ophelia: Y-you are?! I always suspected it was true, but... I'm actually a
little jealous, Mother. I want to be a chosen one, too. When the stars align
and I become one, we can fight side by side!

Azura: Heehee. I look forward to that.

Ophelia: But first, we must overcome this beast within me that cries for
nourishment!

Azura: OK, OK. Let's make ourselves something to eat, then.

Ophelia: I can help! What do you want me to do?

Azura: Could you go grab those bowls over there?

Ophelia: Right away! I can already predict that the meal we make with these
bowls- AHHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Mother! Terrible news! The way these bowls have shattered foretells
dire events!

Azura: You know, Ophelia, you should apologize after you break something...

Ophelia: Oh, all right. I'm sorry...
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Azura B

Ophelia: Hrm.

Azura: Is something bothering you, dear?

Ophelia: Ah, Mother. Of course you could tell. Chosen ones see everything,
don't they?

Azura: Would you like to talk things out with me? I'm more than happy to
listen.

Ophelia: I suppose it couldn't hurt... When I try to look into the future, I
can't tell if I'll become a chosen one... Do you really think it will happen?

Azura: What makes you doubt it?

Ophelia: Well, I'm not as strong as you or Father...

Azura: Is that what worries you? Don't worry, my dear. It isn't strength
alone that makes you a chosen one.

Ophelia: I guess you're right... But you're so strong, it must have been easy
for you to become one, right?

Azura: I wasn't always this strong, Ophelia. It wasn't until I became a
chosen one that I grew to be this strong, actually.

Ophelia: Really? I had no idea...

Azura: Do you know who I was chosen by?

Ophelia: Was it fate? Some sort of supreme being? The leader of a mighty
kingdom?

Azura: Nothing like that. It was you who made me a chosen one.

Ophelia: What?! How did I do that?

Azura: When you were born into this world, I knew I had to become stronger. I
needed to be strong enough to protect you from anything that happened. So
don't worry. I'm certain that one day you'll find your reason to be a chosen
one.

Ophelia: You're right. Thank you for helping, Mother.
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Azura A

Ophelia: Hi, Mother!

Azura: Hello there, dear. You're looking bright and cheerful today.

Ophelia: I'm feeling bright and cheerful today! And it's all thanks to you!
Your kind words cut through the darkness in me, slaying the doubt that lurked
there.

Azura: I'm glad to hear it.

Ophelia: Now I am on a quest to fill the space left behind, so I'd like you
to teach me! I need to learn anything and everything- battlefield tactics,
proper cooking. Whatever knowledge you can spare will help!

Azura: Why the sudden motivation?

Ophelia: Someday I want to be able to impart my knowledge to the next
generation. I want to be able to banish the doubt and uncertainty from
others, like you! But I won't be able to if I don't grow stronger in the
meantime. I need the strength to back up my words! That's the best way to be
taken seriously.

Azura: That's very true.

Ophelia: I must become an amazing chosen one, just like you! Teach me
everything you know! Knowledge is water, and I am lost in a desert!

Azura: All right. I'll teach you everything then.

Ophelia: Thank you, Mother. What should we start with? Chores?

Azura: Since we're right here, why don't we start with how to clean the
dishes?

Ophelia: You mean these dishes? They're just begging to be- OH NO!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Awww. I'm sorry, Mother. I broke another dish...

Azura: It's OK, dear. And look! You apologized right away this time.

Ophelia: Of course I did! A chosen one must never try and hide their
mistakes, right?

Azura: Heehee. You're becoming stronger already, dear.
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F4. Felicia C

Ophelia: Mother, my situation is terribly dire.

Felicia: Wh-what happened, Ophelia?! Is something wrong?!

Ophelia: A voracious beast stirs within me. It demands an offering.

Felicia: Oh, you scared me. I get it now. You're just hungry, right?

Ophelia: Yes! You know me so well.

Felicia: Obviously I do. It's because I'm a chosen one.

Ophelia: Y-you are?! Somehow, I always suspected. I have to admit, I'm a
little jealous. I wish I were a chosen one too! Then we could battle side by
side.

Felicia: Heehee. I look forward to that day.

Ophelia: First we'd better quiet this grumbling in my belly.

Felicia: Oh dear, of course! I'll make you some lunch right away!

Ophelia: Let me help! What should I do first?

Felicia: Would you mind preparing the bowls?

Ophelia: No problem! I predict that this will be the most delicio- AHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Mother! Oh no! My shattered-bowl fortune-telling reveals...

Felicia: If you break something, it's best to be honest about it and
apologize right away...

Ophelia: You're right. I'm sorry.
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Felicia B

Ophelia: *sigh*

Felicia: Ophelia, is something bothering you?

Ophelia: Ah, Mother. Of course you could tell. Chosen ones see everything,
don't they?

Felicia: Won't you tell me what happened? Maybe I can help you.

Ophelia: I've been wondering something. Do you think I'll become a chosen
one?

Felicia: Why couldn't you?

Ophelia: Well, it's just that I'm not strong like you and Father.

Felicia: That's all? Honey, it's OK. You'll become a chosen one, too.

Ophelia: You don't know how I feel... You're so powerful already.

Felicia: I wasn't always this way. You know that, right?

Ophelia: Huh? What do you mean?

Felicia: It's true. I became strong after becoming a chosen one.

Ophelia: Really?

Felicia: Tell me, do you know who really chose me?

Ophelia: Hmm. Fate? Or the gods maybe?

Felicia: No, nothing like that. I was chosen by you.

Ophelia: By me? How is that possible?

Felicia: Thanks to you being born, I became stronger than I ever thought
possible. I knew I had to be tough to protect you, no matter what happened.

Ophelia: Oh, I had no idea.

Felicia: I know you'll be OK. You just have to believe in yourself.

Ophelia: Thanks, Mother.
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Felicia A

Ophelia: Hi, Mother!

Felicia: Oh, hello, Ophelia. You're in a good mood today!

Ophelia: Thanks to you, I am! You pulled me free when I had sunk into a
whirlpool of despair.

Felicia: Did I? Well I'm glad to hear it.

Ophelia: Now that I have moved past that darkness, I need you to teach me
everything. Battlefield strategy, culinary techniques... Whatever wisdom you
can spare.

Felicia: Why do you ask all of a sudden?

Ophelia: I've been thinking. Generations to come should benefit from your
experience. I need your help, Mother. I must become stronger. With your
guidance, I can develop the tenacity and skill to back up my words. Maybe
then I could inspire and help people.

Felicia: Heehee. I bet you will.

Ophelia: Please, I just want to be an incredible chosen one, like you! Teach
me everything. I'll soak up your knowledge like a sponge.

Felicia: OK, Ophelia! I'll instruct you. But I should probably start from the
beginning.

Ophelia: Thank you, Mother! Can we begin with some chores?

Felicia: Yes. Why don't I show you how to wash the dishes first?

Ophelia: All right. Should I start with this pile here? AHHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Mother, I broke the plates. Again. I'm sorry.

Felicia: Oh? Well at least you were honest and apologized right away this
time!

Ophelia: A true chosen one doesn't try to hide from their mistakes, right?

Felicia: Heehee. That's true, Ophelia.
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F4. Mozu C

Ophelia: Mother, my situation is dire.

Mozu: Gosh, what's wrong, dear?!

Ophelia: A voracious beast stirs within me. It demands an offering.

Mozu: Ahhh. So in other words, you're hungry?

Ophelia: That's right! You know me so well.

Mozu: Course I do. After all, I'm a chosen one.

Ophelia: Y-you are?! Somehow, I always suspected. I have to admit, I'm a
little jealous. If only I were a chosen one too! Then we could battle side by
side.

Mozu: Heh... Now that sounds like fun!

Ophelia: We'd better quiet this grumbling in my belly first.

Mozu: Hold your horses. I'll make you some rice balls, OK?

Ophelia: Let me help! What would you like me to do?

Mozu: Can you grab those bowls off the shelf?

Ophelia: Of course! I've got it covered. AHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Mother! According to my smashed-bowl fortune-telling-

Mozu: Hey! You need to apologize right away when you break something.

Ophelia: You're right. I'm sorry.
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Mozu B

Ophelia: *sigh*

Mozu: Ophelia, is something on your mind? You seem upset.

Ophelia: Ahh, Mother. Of course you could tell. Chosen ones see everything,
don't they?

Mozu: Why not chat about it with me? Who knows? Maybe I can help you out.

Ophelia: I've been wondering something. Do you think I'll become a chosen one
too?

Mozu: Huh? Why do you ask?

Ophelia: Well, it's just that I'm not strong like you and Father.

Mozu: Is that all? Stop fretting. You can certainly become a chosen one.

Ophelia: You don't know how I feel. You're so very powerful already.

Mozu: I wasn't always like this. You know that, right?

Ophelia: Huh? What do you mean?

Mozu: I became stronger after becoming a chosen one.

Ophelia: Really? How could that be possible?

Mozu: It's the honest truth, child. Tell me, do you know who chose me?

Ophelia: Hmm... Fate? Or the gods maybe?

Mozu: Good guess. No, the truth of the matter is I was chosen by you,
Ophelia.

Ophelia: By me? I don't understand.

Mozu: I became stronger when you were born into this world. I knew I had to
protect you, no matter what happened.

Ophelia: Oh, I had no idea.

Mozu: The point is, you don't need to worry. Someday, you'll become a chosen
one too.

Ophelia: Thanks, Mother.
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Mozu A

Ophelia: Good morning, Mother!

Mozu: Hello, Ophelia. You sound happy as a clam today.

Ophelia: Thanks to you, I am. You pulled me free when I had sunk into a
whirlpool of despair.

Mozu: I'm happy to have helped! That's wonderful to hear.

Ophelia: Now that I have moved past that darkness, I need you to teach me
everything. Battlefield strategy, culinary techniques... whatever wisdom you
can spare.

Mozu: Huh? Why the sudden interest now?

Ophelia: Generations to come should benefit from your experience. I need your
help, Mother. I have to become much stronger. With your guidance, I can
develop the tenacity and skill to back up my words. Maybe then I could
inspire and help people.

Mozu: Heehee, I see.

Ophelia: Please, I just want to be an incredible chosen one, like you! Teach
me everything! I'll soak up your knowledge like a sponge.

Mozu: Very well. I reckon I can teach you a thing or two.

Ophelia: Thank you, Mother! Can we start with some chores?

Mozu: Sounds good. How about we get going with the dishes?

Ophelia: All right. This pile here? AHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Aw, I broke the plate. I'm sorry, Mother.

Mozu: Well, look at you, growing on up. You apologized right away this time!

Ophelia: Well, a true chosen one doesn't try to hide their mistakes, right?

Mozu: Darn straight, dear. Looks like you're already learning!
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F4. Elise C

Ophelia: Mother! My situation is terribly dire...

Elise: Oh no! What's wrong, Ophelia?

Ophelia: Within my depths, a greedy beast stirs. It demands a hearty
offering.

Elise: Heehee. Are you hungry?

Ophelia: Precisely! You know me so well.

Elise: Why of course I do! Your mother is a chosen one after all.

Ophelia: Y-you are?! Somehow... I always suspected. I have to admit, I'm a
bit jealous. I wish I were a chosen one too! Then we could battle side by
side!

Elise: Heehee. Wouldn't that be something!

Ophelia: First we'd better quiet this grumbling in my belly...

Elise: Right! How about I prepare you a nice, tasty lunch?

Ophelia: Let me help! What should I do first?

Elise: Could you grab us a few plates please?

Ophelia: Of course! In my mind's eye I can see that this meal will be...
AHHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Mother! Oh dear! My shattered-plate fortune-telling reveals...

Elise: Now, Ophelia. The polite thing to do is apologize after you break
something.

Ophelia: You're right. I'm sorry...
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Elise B

Ophelia: *sigh*

Elise: What's bothering you?

Ophelia: Wow, chosen ones really do observe everything. Of course you can
tell...

Elise: Why not just say what's on your mind? You know I'm always happy to
listen!

Ophelia: Well, I've tried to glimpse forward. Into the future... Oh, Mother!
Do you think I will be a chosen one?

Elise: Why would you ever doubt yourself?

Ophelia: Well, it's just that I'm not strong like you and Father.

Elise: Ophelia, sweetie. Don't you worry. There is more to being a chosen one
than strength alone!

Ophelia: You make everything appear so effortless.

Elise: I wasn't always so strong, Ophelia.

Ophelia: What do you mean?

Elise: My strength grew from becoming a chosen one.

Ophelia: Really?

Elise: Tell me, sweetie, do you know who chose me?

Ophelia: Hmm. Fate? Or the gods, perhaps?

Elise: Heehee! Good guess! No, I was chosen by you, sweetie.

Ophelia: By me? What do you mean?

Elise: Your birth gave me more strength than I ever thought possible. I
realized I had to watch over you, no matter what.

Ophelia: Wow...

Elise: So don't you fret! One day, you'll be a chosen one, just like me!

Ophelia: Aww. Thanks, Mother.
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Elise A

Ophelia: Good morning!

Elise: Ophelia, you're practically glowing! Why are you so cheerful today?

Ophelia: Because of you, Mother! You pulled me free when I had sunk into a
tide pool of despair.

Elise: That is a little melodramatic, sweetie. Glad to know I helped though!

Ophelia: Now that I have moved past that darkness, I need you to teach me
everything. Battlefield strategy, culinary techniques... Whatever wisdom you
can spare.

Elise: Why are you so motivated all of a sudden?

Ophelia: Generations to come should benefit from your wisdom. I want your
help, Mother. I need to become stronger. With your guidance, I can develop
the tenacity to back up my words.

Elise: Heehee! That's my girl!

Ophelia: I beg you! Teach me everything so I can carry on your proud
tradition.

Elise: Well... it won't be simple. And I won't be easy on you, sweetie.

Ophelia: Oh, Mother! Thank you! Where should we start? Chores?

Elise: That pile of dishes looks like as good a starting place as any.

Ophelia: These ones here? Don't worry, I'll have these clea- AHHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Umm, Mother? I broke the dishes. Again. I'm sorry.

Elise: It's just a plate, sweetie. And hey! You apologized right away this
time too!

Ophelia: Well, a true chosen one would never hide from their mistakes, right?

Elise: Heehee! Looks like you're already learning, Ophelia!
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F4. Camilla C

Ophelia: Mother, my situation is terribly dire.

Camilla: Oh dear. What's wrong? Did something bad happen?

Ophelia: A voracious beast stirs within me. It demands a hearty offering.

Camilla: Oh! So you're just hungry then?

Ophelia: You know me so well.

Camilla: Well of course I do, Ophelia. After all, I am a chosen one.

Ophelia: Y-you are?! Somehow, I always suspected. I have to admit, I'm a
little jealous. I wish I were a chosen one too! Then we could battle side by
side!

Camilla: Heehee. That'd be wonderful.

Ophelia: First, we'd better quiet this grumbling in my belly.

Camilla: I get the hint, dear. I'll make you a sandwich in a moment.

Ophelia: Let me help! What should I do first?

Camilla: What a kind offer. Can you find us a few plates, dear?

Ophelia: No problem! I've got it under contr- AHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Mother! Oh no! My shattered-plate fortune-telling has revealed a
dire event in our future.

Camilla: Now, Ophelia, if you break a dish, the polite thing to do is
apologize.

Ophelia: You're right. I'm sorry.
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Camilla B

Ophelia: *sigh*

Camilla: Ophelia, sweetheart. What's on your mind?

Ophelia: Chosen ones really do see everything, don't they?

Camilla: Why don't you tell me what's on your mind? I'd love to help, if I
can.

Ophelia: Well, I've been wondering something. Do you think I'll become a
chosen one?

Camilla: Why do you doubt yourself?

Ophelia: It's just that I'm not strong like you and Father.

Camilla: Is that all, dear? Dont you worry. One day, you'll be a chosen one
too!

Ophelia: How could you understand my feelings? You're already so strong!

Camilla: You know I wasn't always this way, right?

Ophelia: Huh? What do you mean?

Camilla: My power didn't come from being a chosen one.

Ophelia: Really?

Camilla: Take a guess. Who do you think I was chosen by?

Ophelia: Hmm... Fate? Or the gods perhaps?

Camilla: Heehee, good try. It was you, Ophelia. You chose me.

Ophelia: I-I did? How is that possible?

Camilla: Your birth gave me incredible fortitude. I knew that I had to
protect you, no matter what happened.

Ophelia: Oh, I had no idea.

Camilla: So, don't you fret, dear. I know that one day you'll be powerful,
just like I am.

Ophelia: Thanks, Mother.
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Camilla A

Ophelia: Hello, Mother!

Camilla: Ah, Ophelia! You're in high spirits today.

Ophelia: Thanks to you, I am! You pulled me free when I had sunk into a tide
pool of despair.

Camilla: I'm glad I could help you escape.

Ophelia: Now that I have moved past that darkness, I need you to teach me
everything. Battlefield strategy, culinary techniques... Whatever wisdom you
can spare.

Camilla: Wow. All that? Why are you so curious all of a sudden?

Ophelia: Generations to come should benefit from your experience. I need your
help, Mother. I have to become much stronger. With your guidance, I can
develop the tenacity and skill to back up my words. Maybe then I could
inspire and help people.

Camilla: Heehee, I see.

Ophelia: Please, I just want to be an incredible chosen one, like you! Teach
me everything! I'll soak up your knowledge like a sponge.

Camilla: Very well. Since you're so passionate, I'll impart what wisdom I
can.

Ophelia: Oh, thank you, Mother! Why don't we start with some chores?

Camilla: Yes. Maybe something simple, like washing the dishes?

Ophelia: Let's start small. How about that pile over there? AHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Umm, I broke the dishes. Again. I'm very sorry, Mother.

Camilla: Oh my. Well, at least you apologized right away this time.

Ophelia: A true chosen one doesn't try to hide their mistakes, right?

Camilla: I'd expect nothing less from you, Ophelia. You're a very good girl.
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F4. Effie C

Ophelia: Mother! My situation is terribly dire!

Effie: What happened, Ophelia? Did someone hurt you?

Ophelia: There is a greedy beast stirring within me... It demands a hearty
offering.

Effie: Oh, I understand. You're hungry! Why didn't you say so?

Ophelia: You know me so well, Mother.

Effie: Well of course I do! I am a chosen one after all.

Ophelia: Y-you are?! Somehow, I always suspected. I have to admit, I'm little
bit jealous. I wish I were a chosen one too! Then we could battle side by
side!

Effie: Heehee, I'm sure we'd make an excellent team.

Ophelia: First we'd better quiet this grumbling in my belly.

Effie: Good idea. I'm as hungry as a horse! How about I whip us up some
lunch?

Ophelia: Let me help! What should I do first?

Effie: Go and grab us some plates, honey.

Ophelia: No problem! I'll be right back. AHHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Mother! Oh dear! My shattered-plate fortune-telling reveals...

Effie: You should really apologize after you break something, Ophelia.

Ophelia: Oh, all right. I'm sorry.
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Effie B

Ophelia: *sigh*

Effie: Ophelia, what's on your mind, honey?

Ophelia: Chosen ones really do see everything, don't they?

Effie: Would you like to talk? Maybe I could give you some advice.

Ophelia: I was wondering something. Can I really become a chosen one?

Effie: Honey, why would you doubt yourself?

Ophelia: Well, it's just that I'm not strong like you and Father.

Effie: Ophelia, come now. Stop fretting. I know you can become a chosen one
too.

Ophelia: You make everything seem so simple.

Effie: You know I wasn't always this way, right?

Ophelia: Huh? What do you mean?

Effie: Becoming a chosen one gave me strength.

Ophelia: Wow! Really?

Effie: Tell me something. Do you know who chose me?

Ophelia: Hmm, fate? Or the Gods perhaps?

Effie: Good guess. No, you chose me, Ophelia.

Ophelia: What do you mean?

Effie: Your birth made me stronger than I ever thought possible. I knew that
I had to protect you, no matter what. You're my heart.

Ophelia: Oh, Mother.

Effie: So quit worrying, honey. One day you will become a chosen one.

Ophelia: Aww, thank you.
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Effie A

Ophelia: Good morning, Mother!

Effie: Ophelia! Why are you so cheery today?

Ophelia: Because of you! You pulled me free when I had sunk into a tide pool
of despair.

Effie: Well I'm happy to hear that you aren't feeling blue anymore!

Ophelia: Now that I have moved past that darkness, I need you to show me
everything. Battlefield strategy, culinary techniques... Whatever wisdom you
can spare.

Effie: What's gotten you so motivated all of a sudden?

Ophelia: Generations to come should benefit from your wisdom. I need your
help, Mother. I must become stronger. With your guidance, I can develop the
tenacity to back up my words.

Effie: You make a good point.

Ophelia: Please! I'll soak up your knowledge like a sponge.

Effie: OK, honey! I'll impart as much knowledge as I can. My tastiest
recipes... How to hurl a boulder with one hand... Everything important!

Ophelia: Thank you, Mother! Why don't we begin with some chores?

Effie: That pile of dirty dishes looks like as good a starting place as any.

Ophelia: This pile here? Don't worry, Mother, I'll have these clea- AHHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Umm, Mother? I broke the dishes. Again. I'm sorry.

Effie: Well, at least you learned to apologize honestly.

Ophelia: A chosen one would never try to hide from their mistakes, right?

Effie: Ha! You're a very good girl, Ophelia.
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F4. Nyx C

Ophelia: Mother, my situation is terribly dire.

Nyx: Tell me what's wrong, dear.

Ophelia: A voracious beast stirs within me. It demands a hearty offering.

Nyx: Ahhh, why not just say you're hungry?

Ophelia: Haha! You know me so well.

Nyx: Naturally. After all, I am a chosen one.

Ophelia: Y-you are?! Somehow I always suspected. I have to admit, I'm a
little jealous. I wish I were a chosen one too! Then we could battle side by
side.

Nyx: Heehee. That would really be something.

Ophelia: First we'd better quiet this grumbling in my belly.

Nyx: Yes, of course. I'll make us a nice lunch.

Ophelia: Let me help! What should I do first?

Nyx: How about finding a couple of bowls for us to use?

Ophelia: You bet! I predict that this will be the most delicio- AHHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Mother! Oh no! My shattered-bowl fortune-telling reveals a dire
event in our future.

Nyx: Ophelia, just apologize for breaking the dish.

Ophelia: OK, you're right. I'm sorry.
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Nyx B

Ophelia: *sigh*

Nyx: What are you fretting over, Ophelia?

Ophelia: Wow. Chosen ones really can see everything.

Nyx: You're right about that. Now why don't you tell me what's on your mind?
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Ophelia: I've been wondering. Do you think I'll become a chosen one too?

Nyx: Why are you so concerned about that?

Ophelia: Well, it's just that I'm not strong like you and Father.

Nyx: That's it? Darling, it's fine. You can certainly become a chosen one.

Ophelia: You don't know how I feel. You're already so powerful.

Nyx: You know, I wasn't always this way.

Ophelia: Huh?

Nyx: It's true. You could say that I became stronger after I was chosen.

Ophelia: Really?

Nyx: Do you know who chose me?

Ophelia: Hmm. Fate? Or the gods maybe?

Nyx: Good guess, but no. It was you, Ophelia. You chose me.

Ophelia: I did?

Nyx: Having you granted me incredible strength. I knew that, no matter what,
I had to protect you.

Ophelia: Oh, I had no idea.

Nyx: So you don't need to worry. I'm sure that one day you'll become a chosen
one too.

Ophelia: Thanks, Mother.
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Nyx A

Ophelia: Good morning, Mother!

Nyx: Hello, Ophelia. You look so cheerful today.

Ophelia: Thanks to you, I am! You pulled me free when I had sunk into a tide
pool of despair.

Nyx: Oh my. Well I'm glad you're feeling better. That's wonderful, darling.

Ophelia: Now that I have moved past that darkness, I need you to teach me
everything. Battlefield strategy, culinary techniques... Whatever wisdom you
can spare.

Nyx: What's gotten into you? Why are you so excited all of a sudden?

Ophelia: Generations to come should benefit from your experience. I need your
help, Mother. I must become much stronger. With your guidance, I can develop
the tenacity and skill to back up my words. Maybe then I could inspire and
help people.

Nyx: Heehee, I see.

Ophelia: Please, I just want to be an incredible chosen one, like you! Teach
me everything! I'll soak up your knowledge like a sponge.

Nyx: OK. If you insist, I'll impart what I can.

Ophelia: Thank you, Mother! Can we start with some chores?

Nyx: Sure. Let's begin by washing those dirty dishes over there.

Ophelia: All right! You mean these ones right her- AHHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Umm, I broke a plate. Again. I'm very sorry, Mother.

Nyx: You apologized right away this time.

Ophelia: Well, a true chosen one doesn't try to hide their mistakes, right?

Nyx: Heehee, that's true, dear.
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F4. Selena C

Ophelia: Mother, my situation is dire.

Selena: Ophelia, what's wrong?! Did something bad happen?!

Ophelia: A voracious beast stirs within me. It demands a hearty offering.

Selena: Seriously? You're just hungry?

Ophelia: That's right! You understand me so well, Mother.

Selena: Heh, of course I do. After all, I'm a chosen one.

Ophelia: Y-you are?! Somehow, I always suspected. I have to admit, I'm a
little bit jealous. I wish I were a chosen one too! Then we could battle side
by side.

Selena: Heh, that would be wonderful.

Ophelia: We'd better quiet this grumbling in my belly first.

Selena: All right, I'll make you a snack.

Ophelia: Let me help! What should I do first?

Selena: Can you grab those bowls for me?

Ophelia: You bet! Leave it to me. AHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Mother! According to my shattered-bowl fortune-telling-

Selena: Now listen, Ophelia. If you break something, just apologize, OK?

Ophelia: You're right. I'm sorry.
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Selena B

Ophelia: *sigh*

Selena: Ophelia, is something on your mind? You look worried.

Ophelia: Ahh, Mother. Of course you could tell. Chosen ones see everything,
don't they?

Selena: You know it. Why not talk to me? Who knows, maybe I can give you some
advice.

Ophelia: Well, I've been wondering something. Do you think I'll become a
chosen one too?

Selena: Huuuuh? Why do you ask?

Ophelia: Well, it's just that I'm not strong like you and Father.

Selena: Oh dear, is that all? Don't be so concerned. Someday, you'll be a
chosen one too.

Ophelia: You don't understand how I feel. You're so powerful already.

Selena: You know I wasn't always this way, right?

Ophelia: What do you mean?

Selena: My true strength came after I was already a chosen one.

Ophelia: Really?

Selena: Take a guess. Who do you think chose me?

Ophelia: Fate? Or the gods maybe?

Selena: Nope. Good try. It was you, silly.

Ophelia: M-me? I don't understand...

Selena: Your birth made me stronger than I ever thought possible, Ophelia. I
knew I had to protect you, no matter what occurred.

Ophelia: Oh, I had no idea.

Selena: So, don't worry yourself so much. Eventually you will be a chosen
one.

Ophelia: Oh my. Thank you, Mother.
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Selena A

Ophelia: Greetings, Mother!

Selena: Ah, Ophelia, you're in a good mood today.

Ophelia: Thanks to you, I am! You pulled me free when I had sunk into a
whirlpool of despair.

Selena: I'm glad I could help you feel a bit better.

Ophelia: Now that I have moved past that darkness, I need you to teach me
everything. Battlefield strategy, culinary techniques... Whatever wisdom you
can spare.

Selena: That would be quite a bit of work. Why are you so curious now, dear?

Ophelia: Generations to come should benefit from your experience. I need your
help, Mother. I must become much stronger. With your guidance, I can develop
the tenacity and skill to back up my words. Maybe then I could inspire and
help people.

Selena: Heehee. I see.

Ophelia: Please, I just want to be an incredible chosen one, like you! Teach
me everything! I'll soak up your knowledge like a sponge.

Selena: I'll take you under my wing. But don't expect me to go easy on you,
OK?

Ophelia: Thank you, Mother! Can we start with some chores?

Selena: Sure. How about you wash that pile of dirty dishes?

Ophelia: OK! You mean this pile here? AHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Umm, I broke the plates. Again. I'm sorry, Mother.

Selena: Hey, at least you apologized promptly this time.

Ophelia: A true chosen one doesn't try to hide their mistakes, right?

Selena: Heehee. You're learning already.
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F4. Beruka C

Ophelia: Mother, my situation is dire.

Beruka: How so? Are you OK?

Ophelia: A voracious beast stirs within me. It demands a hearty offering.

Beruka: Oh. You're just hungry?

Ophelia: That's right! You know me so well.

Beruka: Of course I do. I am a chosen one.

Ophelia: Y-you are?! Somehow, I always suspected. I have to admit, I'm a
little jealous. I wish I were a chosen one too! Then we could battle side by
side.

Beruka: Heh. I would love that.

Ophelia: First we'd better quiet this grumbling in my belly.

Beruka: Fine. I'll make you a quick meal.

Ophelia: Let me help! What do you want me to do?

Beruka: Hmm. Can you grab the bowls, please?

Ophelia: Of course! Leave it to me. AHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Mother! According to my shattered-bowl fortune-telling-

Beruka: Ophelia, just apologize for breaking the dish.

Ophelia: You're right. I'm sorry.
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Beruka B

Ophelia: *sigh*

Beruka: What's on your mind, Ophelia?

Ophelia: Ah, Mother. Of course you could tell. Chosen ones see everything,
don't they?

Beruka: Of course we do. Did something happen? I'm always willing to listen.

Ophelia: I've been wondering. Do you think I'll become a chosen one too?

Beruka: Why do you ask?

Ophelia: Well, it's just that I'm not strong like you and Father.

Beruka: Is that all? Ophelia, don't worry. You can certainly become one.

Ophelia: You don't know how I feel. You're so powerful already.

Beruka: I wasn't always like this, you know.

Ophelia: Huh? What do you mean?

Beruka: I became stronger after becoming a chosen one.

Ophelia: Really?

Beruka: It's true. Do you know who chose me?

Ophelia: Hmm. Fate? Or the gods maybe?

Beruka: Heh, not quite. No, I was chosen by you.

Ophelia: By me? How is that possible?

Beruka: I became stronger when you were born into this world, Ophelia. I knew
that I'd have to protect you from harm, no matter what.

Ophelia: Oh, I had no idea.

Beruka: Don't worry so much. Someday you'll become a chosen one too.

Ophelia: Thanks, Mother.
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Beruka A

Ophelia: Good morning, Mother!

Beruka: Why hello, Ophelia. You look so happy.

Ophelia: Thanks to you, I am! You pulled me free when I had sunk into a
whirlpool of despair.

Beruka: Hmm, I see. Glad to hear you're feeling better.

Ophelia: Now that I have moved past that darkness, I need you to teach me
everything. Battlefield strategy, culinary techniques... Whatever wisdom you
can spare.

Beruka: Why the sudden interest?

Ophelia: Generations to come should benefit from your experience. I need your
help, Mother. I must become stronger. With your guidance, I can develop the
tenacity and skill to back up my words. Maybe then I could inspire and help
people.

Beruka: Heehee, is that right.

Ophelia: Please, I just want to be an incredible chosen one, like you! Teach
me everything! I'll soak up your knowledge like a sponge.

Beruka: All right, if you insist.

Ophelia: Thank you, Mother! Can we start with some chores?

Beruka: Sure. Why don't you wash that pile of dishes over there.

Ophelia: All right. You mean these ones right her- AHHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Umm, I broke a plate. Again. I'm very sorry, Mother.

Beruka: Hmm, well at least you apologized right away this time.

Ophelia: Well, a true chosen one doesn't try to hide their mistakes, right?

Beruka: That's true. You're learning already.
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F4. Peri C

Ophelia: Mother, my situation is terribly dire.

Peri: Oh no! What happened, sweetie? Did someone hurt you?

Ophelia: A voracious beast stirs within me. It demands a hearty offering.

Peri: OH! I get it! You're just hungry, right?

Ophelia: Yes! You know me so well.

Peri: Heehee! Of course I do! After all, I'm a chosen one.

Ophelia: Y-you are?! Somehow I always suspected. I have to admit, I'm a
little jealous. I wish I were a chosen one too! Then we could battle side by
side.

Peri: Heehee! That'd be so much fun!

Ophelia: First we'd better quiet this grumbling in my belly.

Peri: OK! I'll whip up a tasty snack right away!

Ophelia: Let me help! What should I do first?

Peri: Can you find us some plates?

Ophelia: You bet! I predict that this will be the most delicio- AHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Mother! The way these plates shattered foretells a dire event in our
future...

Peri: Hey! Ophelia, you really should apologize right away if you break
something!

Ophelia: You're right. I'm sorry.
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Peri B

Ophelia: *sigh*

Peri: Ophelia, is something worrying you?

Ophelia: Ah, Mother. Of course you could tell. Chosen ones see everything,
don't they?

Peri: You got that right! Now please, tell me what's up.

Ophelia: I've been wondering. Do you think I'll become a chosen one too?

Peri: Huh? Why do you ask?

Ophelia: Well, it's just that I'm not strong like you and Father.

Peri: Is that all? Don't worry so much! You'll be a chosen one someday too!

Ophelia: You don't know how I feel. You're so powerful already.

Peri: I wasn't always this way.

Ophelia: Huh?

Peri: I'll let you in on a secret. I only became stronger AFTER becoming a
chosen one.

Ophelia: Really?

Peri: Do you know who chose me?

Ophelia: Hmm. Fate? Or the gods maybe?

Peri: Nope! Good try. The truth is, I was chosen by you!

Ophelia: By me? How is that possible?

Peri: I became much stronger after you were born into this world. And I knew
that, since I'm your mama, I'd have to protect you, no matter what!

Ophelia: Oh, I had no idea.

Peri: So don't you fret! I'm sure someday you'll become a chosen one, just
like me.

Ophelia: Thanks, Mother.
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Peri A

Ophelia: Hi, Mother!

Peri: Ophelia, good morning! You look so cheerful today!

Ophelia: Thanks to you, I am! You pulled me free when I had sunk into a
whirlpool of despair.

Peri: Oh! Glad to hear I helped!

Ophelia: Now that I have moved past that darkness, I need you to teach me
everything. Battlefield strategy, culinary techniques... Whatever wisdom you
can spare.

Peri: Huh? Why, honey?

Ophelia: Generations to come should benefit from your experience. I need your
help, Mother. I must become much stronger. With your guidance, I can develop
the tenacity and skill to back up my words. Maybe then I could inspire and
help people.

Peri: Heehee. That makes sense.

Ophelia: Please, I just want to be an incredible chosen one, like you! Teach
me everything! I'll soak up your knowledge like a sponge.

Peri: OK! I'd be happy to instruct you, sweetie.

Ophelia: Thank you, Mother! Can we start with some chores?

Peri: We sure can. Let's see how you do with washing a few dishes.

Ophelia: All right. How about these ones here? AHHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Aw, I broke a plate. Again. I'm sorry, Mother.

Peri: Huh? Ophelia, you apologized right away this time!

Ophelia: Well, a true chosen one doesn't try to hide from their mistakes,
right?

Peri: You got it! You're such a good girl.
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F4. Charlotte C

Ophelia: Mother, my situation is terribly dire.

Charlotte: Oh no! What's wrong, Ophelia?

Ophelia: A voracious beast stirs within me. It demands a hearty offering.

Charlotte: Ohh, I understand. You're hungry!

Ophelia: You know me so well.

Charlotte: Well of course I do! After all, I am a chosen one.

Ophelia: Y-you are?! Somehow, I always suspected. I have to admit, I'm a
little jealous. I wish I were a chosen one too! Then we could battle side by
side!

Charlotte: Heehee. That would be wonderful.

Ophelia: First we'd better quiet this grumbling in my belly.

Charlotte: OK, OK! I'll go whip up something yummy.

Ophelia: Let me help! What should I do first?

Charlotte: How about you grab us a few bowls.

Ophelia: Sure thing! I've got it under contr- AHH!
(Dish breaks)
Ophelia: Mother! These shattered bowls foretell a dire event in our future...

Charlotte: Ophelia, just apologize if you broke the bowl. It's the polite
thing to do.

Ophelia: You're right. I'm sorry.
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Charlotte B

Ophelia: *sigh*

Charlotte: Ophelia, you look upset. Is something troubling you?

Ophelia: Chosen ones really do see everything, don't they?

Charlotte: You're obviously upset. Just tell me what happened. Maybe I can
help.

Ophelia: I've been wondering something. Do you think I'll become a chosen one
too?

Charlotte: Huh? Why would you ask me that?

Ophelia: Well, it's just that I'm not strong like you and Father.

Charlotte: Is that all? Don't worry so much! I have nothing but faith in you.

Ophelia: You don't understand how I feel! You're so strong already.

Charlotte: You know I wasn't always this way, right?

Ophelia: Huh? What do you mean?

Charlotte: My strength came after I became a chosen one.

Ophelia: Really? How is that possible?

Charlotte: Ophelia, who do you think chose me?

Ophelia: Hmm. Fate? Or the gods perhaps?

Charlotte: Nope! It was you, Ophelia. You chose me.

Ophelia: I did?

Charlotte: Your birth made me stronger than I ever thought possible. I wanted
to protect you, make sure nothing bad ever happened.

Ophelia: Oh, I had no idea.

Charlotte: Everything will be fine, sweetie. In time, you'll be a chosen one
too!

Ophelia: Thanks, Mother.
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Charlotte A

Ophelia: Hello, Mother!

Charlotte: Good morning, sweetie. You're looking cheerful today!

Ophelia: Thanks to you, I am! You pulled me free when I had sunk into a
whirlpool of despair.

Charlotte: That's what I'm here for, silly.

Ophelia: Now that I have moved past that darkness, I need you to teach me
everything. Battlefield strategy, culinary techniques... Whatever wisdom you
can spare.

Charlotte: Why are you so excited all of a sudden?

Ophelia: Generations to come should benefit from your experience. I need your
help, Mother. I must become much stronger. With your guidance, I can develop
the tenacity and skill to back up my words. Maybe then I could inspire and
help people.

Charlotte: Heehee, I see.

Ophelia: Please, I just want to be an incredible chosen one, like you! Teach
me everything! I'll soak up your knowledge like a sponge.

Charlotte: Listen, I won't be easy on you. But I'll train you to become a
rough and tough warrior, just like me!

Ophelia: Thank you, Mother! Can we start with some chores?

Charlotte: Perfect. Why don't you wash those dirty dishes?

Ophelia: OK! You mean this pile here? AHHH!

Ophelia: Oh no! I broke a plate. I'm so sorry, Mother.

Charlotte: Hey! You apologized right away this time.

Ophelia: Well, a true chosen one doesn't try to hide their mistakes, right?

Charlotte: Heehee. At least you're learning!
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Nina^

F5. Niles C

Niles: Nina, a word, please.

Nina: What do YOU want?

Niles: You're not to steal any longer. Not even for a good cause.

Nina: Ugh, this again? I'll do as I please.

Niles: Decent folk don't steal. Under no circumstances will I allow you to do
it.

Nina: But YOU used to do it all the time! What's with the double standard?

Niles: I came from... circumstances. I had to steal to survive.

Nina: I'm only doing what's right. It's ridiculous for you to complain about
that.

Niles: *sigh*... You used to be such a reasonable, obedient child. At least
you're still cute.

Nina: Blech! You're such a creep! This is why no one likes you much, Father.

Niles: Nina...

Nina: Hmph. Congratulations, you've mastered the art of crocodile tears. But
making puppy dog eyes at me won't change anything. It's my life, so stop
butting in!

Niles: *sigh*
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Niles B

Nina: Mmm... just look at those boys. Three of them, all together. Oh! That
one put his hand on the other's shoulder! My heart...!

Niles: What the hell's got you so worked up?

Nina: GYAAAH! F-Father?!

Niles: Are you letting your imagination run away with you again? Tsk, tsk.

Nina: N-none of your business! And I thought I made myself clear that I don't
want you butting in on my life! I don't like you. I never have. So don't
start chatting with me like we're old friends!

Niles: Ah, but you forget one thing.

Nina: Oh?!

Niles: I love you, my precious daughter.

Nina: Ew, gross! Cut that out!

Niles: It's too late, Nina. The gross part of me is in you, too. So relax.

Nina: Y-you're the WORST! Why do you keep pestering me all the time?!

Niles: It's very strange to me that you seem to hate me so much. I don't get
it.

Nina: You can't be serious. You left me alone, never once coming to visit,
for ages and ages. And now you have the gall to try and tell me what I can
and can't do!

Niles: OK, when you put it that way...

Nina: Now that it's convenient for you, you care about my life. But what
about before? What about all that time... I was so lonely...!

Niles: Nina...
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Niles A

Niles: Nina. I understand that you hate me, but I want you to listen to me,
if only this once.

Nina: You look... actually serious for once.

Niles: It's been known to happen sometimes. I have to tell you something,
father to daughter.

Nina: ... Go ahead. I'm listening.

Niles: It was wrong of me to leave you alone the way I did. Even if my
motives, to keep you safe from the war, were good... The emotional damage I
did wasn't worth it.

Nina: Th-that's what I've been saying...

Niles: So I apologize. I'm sorry I never came to visit much.

Nina: ...

Niles: What I won't apologize for is being an active presence in your life
now.

Nina: Oh, here it comes!

Niles: I was born and raised in the worst slums Nohr had to offer. I can't
remember a time when my parents were ever there for me.

Nina: Oh... um...

Niles: Since I was too young to support myself, I fell in with a band of
criminals. They were grudgingly willing to look after me. We did what we had
to in order to survive. Sometimes we stole, and sometimes we did repulsive
things you never need to know of.

Nina: ...

Niles: You say you only steal for the greater good-that you're doing the
right thing. But whatever your reasons, I don't want you doing the things I
had to. Rather than the dark road I was set down... I want your path to be
clear and bright. That's all any parent wants for their child.

Nina: ...

Niles: I've said my piece. You can take it or leave it now. Whatever you want
to do from now on, I won't stop you. You're an adult.

Nina: W-wait.

Niles: Yeah?

Nina: You can't just dump all that on me and then leave once you're done. You
really are the worst. Besides, I already knew I should make my own decisions
without YOU telling me! Still, though... I'll try not to do anything that
would upset you. I don't really hate you. I don't really want you to suffer.

Niles: ... That's something, at least. Thank you.

Nina: Thank you, too, for telling me how you really feel. And for finally
apologizing. The truth is... Father, I... I lo-

Niles: It's fine. You don't need to say it.

Nina: Are you sure?

Niles: Sometimes, like now, you have to be clear so others understand you.
But other times, it's OK to let the implications stand. I know what you want
to say. I'm your father, aren't I?

Nina: You're right. Even if I don't say it in so many words... What I mean
already came across.

Niles: As clearly as if you'd shouted it from the rooftops.
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F5. Azura C

Nina: Mmm.. .that was really something. The way those men were chatting like
old friends... What could they have been talking about? The mind wanders...

Azura: Ah, hello, Nina. I wasn't expecting you back so soon.

Nina: Gah! Mother?! What are you doing here? I thought you were training! You
didn't hear me talking about... stuff... Did you?

Azura: "Stuff"? Whatever do you mean?

Nina: Nothing! Don't worry about it! Whew...

Azura: Speaking of stuff... I meant to tell you that I straightened your room
today. No thanks necessary, dear. You're welcome.

Nina: Mother! That's my private space.

Azura: You'll find the books that were under your bed stacked on top of your
desk. I wasn't sure where you'd want them, so I left them there for you.

Nina: Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods... PLEASE tell me you didn't open
any of those books...

Azura: Nina, it's a bad habit to mumble. Speak up, dear!

Nina: My diaries and journals, Mother! Did you read them or didn't you?

Azura: I know better than to look into a girl's private things. What you
write in your journal is for you, not your mother. I respect that. Although,
really... To know your mother read them would be worse than whether she did
or not, hmm?

Nina: What's that supposed to mean? It sounds like you DID read them! Well?
Did you or didn't you? ARRRRGH!
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Azura B

Nina: *sigh* Why does it have to be so difficult...

Azura: What do you mean, dear?

Nina: Oh... hi, Mother. I... I dunno.

Azura: Nina... if you're having a problem, you can always discuss it with me.
I'm your mother.

Nina: Well, I suppose things can't get any worse... I... I have a hard time
talking to guys. But I think about them all the time! I feel like such a
freak. Like they know that I'm thinking about them... And I just clam up and
turn red. It's so awful!

Azura: I think what you're going through is more common than you realize.
Many girls your age have a difficult time speaking to boys.

Nina: Ugh, you don't understand! When I finally manage to stammer a few words
out... I start acting super mean and creepy for no reason! I need to change.
But I don't know how...

Azura: Recognizing what you're doing wrong is a good start. It's not
everything, but as long as you're sincere in your desire to change... A
little bit of consideration will go a long way toward your dealings with
others.

Nina: You really think so?

Azura: It won't happen overnight. But your goal is an achievable one, I
think.

Nina: Thanks, Mother. I actually feel a little bit better.

Azura: Admittedly, I'm a bit shocked to know you're shy around boys. I
wouldn't have guessed it by what I found in your journals...

Nina: Wait, so you DID read them? AGHHH! I'm going to DIEEEEEE!
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Azura A

Nina: Hey, Mother. Guess what? I talked to a guy today, and it wasn't weird
at all!

Azura: That's wonderful, dear! What was the secret?

Nina: Well, it was pretty basic as far as talking goes. I just gave him
directions. But I didn't say anything weird or run away randomly!

Azura: Even a little bit of progress is good news.

Nina: Right? I've been giggling about it all afternoon.

Azura: I'm very proud of you, Nina. This could be the start of big things for
you. Maybe you'll even outgrow your old hobbies...

Nina: I thought we agreed to never speak of... my hobbies... ever again!

Azura: Pardon me, dear. They've just been on my mind lately... You certainly
had a wide range of stratagems for eavesdropping on boys.

Nina: How many of my diaries did you read, Mother? Jeez!

Azura: Not all of them! Just enough to glean that Avatar would be interested
in perusing them.

Nina: WHAT?! Why would you do that? WHY?

Azura: Why, you're a prodigy of spycraft, dear! And your diaries proved it.
If we train all our soldiers in the techniques you developed... Think of the
intelligence we could gain!

Nina: Great. Now everyone knows what a huge freak I am. Thanks, Mother.

Azura: You're not a freak, dear. You're my special little girl, and I love
you. Come give your mother a great big hug!
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F5. Felicia C

Nina: Mmm... that was really something. The way those men were chatting like
old friends... What could they have been talking about? The mind wanders...

Felicia: Welcome back, Nina.

Nina: Gah! Mother?! What are you doing here? I thought you were training! You
didn't hear me talking about... stuff... Did you?

Felicia: Huh? N-no, I wasn't listening. I'm sorry, did you want to talk about
something?

Nina: Nope! Don't worry about it! Whew...

Felicia: Oh, but I was doing some general straightening up today. I took the
chance to straighten up in your room a little bit. I think you'll find it's
much nicer to walk around in now!

Nina: Mother! That's my private space.

Felicia: I found a few books tucked under your pillow when I was making your
bed. I left them on top of your desk in case you're looking for them.

Nina: Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods... PLEASE tell me you didn't open
any of those books...

Felicia: Is something wrong, Nina?

Nina: My diaries and journals, Mother! Did you read them or didn't you?

Felicia: I'm a professional, sweetie. I would never intrude on someone's
private things. ... And if I did happen to peruse a page or two, my lips
would be sealed. Your secrets are always safe with me.

Nina: What's that supposed to mean? It sounds like you DID read them! Well?
Did you or didn't you? ARRRRGH!
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Felicia B

Nina: *sigh* Why does it have to be so difficult...

Felicia: Is something the matter? Is it anything I might help you with?

Nina: Oh... hi, Mother. I... I dunno.

Felicia: I'm always available to talk, if that's something you would want.

Nina: Well, I suppose things can't get any worse... I... I have a hard time
talking to guys. But I think about them all the time! I feel like such a
freak. Like they know that I'm thinking about them... And I just clam up and
turn red. It's so awful!

Felicia: Awww... that actually sounds sweet. Don't worry about being shy,
Nina. Confidence only comes with practice. Talking to new people will get
easier with time, I promise.

Nina: Ugh, you don't understand! When I finally manage to stammer a few words
out... I start acting super mean and creepy for no reason! I need to change.
But I don't know how...

Felicia: Oh, I see now. It's good that you understand the problem, though.
Just make more of an effort to consider how the people you talk to might
feel... Little by little, you'll develop into a gracious host to one and all.

Nina: You really think so?

Felicia: Yes! It might be scary at first, and you'll probably make a lot of
mistakes. But once you push through that, you'll be fearless no matter who
you're talking to. Take it from somebody who had to practice the same thing
for herself... Heehee.

Nina: Thanks, Mother. I actually feel a little bit better.

Felicia: Good! I'm glad I could help, dear. Now, about those journals of
yours...

Nina: Wait, so you DID read them? AGHHH! I'm going to DIEEEEEE!
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Felicia A

Nina: Hey, Mother. Guess what? I talked to a guy today, and it wasn't weird
at all!

Felicia: Nina, that's wonderful!

Nina: I mean, it was pretty basic as far as talking goes. I just gave him
directions. But I didn't say anything weird or run away randomly!

Felicia: I couldn't be prouder. Way to go!

Nina: Right? I've been giggling about it all afternoon.

Felicia: It's an amazing first step. Keep at it, and you'll be having whole
conversations! Just so long as you don't try to bring up your, um, hobbies.

Nina: I thought we agreed to never speak of... my hobbies... ever again!

Felicia: I think that would be a shame, though. Your stealth techniques make
for such interesting discussion material.

Nina: How many of my diaries did you read, Mother? Jeez!

Felicia: Just enough... Enough to see that Avatar should have them, for the
sake of the war.

Nina: WHAT?! Why would you do that? WHY?

Felicia: But don't you see, dear? Your journals will save lives! Avatar
already mentioned plans to use them to train our scouts.

Nina: Great. Now everyone knows what a huge freak I am. Thanks, Mother.

Felicia: I'm sorry, dear. But don't worry so much about what they think of
you. I'll always love you just the same!
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F5. Mozu C

Nina: Mmm... that was really something. The way those men were chatting like
old friends... What could they have been talking about? The mind wanders...

Mozu: Welcome home, Nina!

Nina: Gah! Mother?! What are you doing here? I thought you were training! You
didn't hear me talking about... stuff... Did you?

Mozu: Huh? Like what kind of stuff?

Nina: Nothing! Don't worry about it! Whew...

Mozu: Well, I got good news for you. Your room's a lot cleaner, thanks to me!

Nina: Mother! That's my private space.

Mozu: You sure had a bunch of books tucked away under your bed. I left them
on your desk so you could figure out what to do with them.

Nina: Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods... PLEASE tell me you didn't open
any of those books...

Mozu: Nina, girl, you have to speak up. I've told you a hundred times...

Nina: My diaries and journals, Mother! Did you read them or didn't you?

Mozu: Oh! Nope, sure didn't. And so what if I did? You'd be my sweet little
girl one way or the other.

Nina: What's that supposed to mean? It sounds like you DID read them! Well?
Did you or didn't you? ARRRRGH!
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Mozu B

Nina: *sigh* Why does it have to be so difficult...

Mozu: Land sakes, that's one heck of a sigh you've got there, Nina.

Nina: Oh... hi, Mother. I... I dunno.

Mozu: If something's got you down, sweetie, I'm right here for you.

Nina: Well, I suppose things can't get any worse... I... I have a hard time
talking to guys. But I think about them all the time! I feel like such a
freak. Like they know that I'm thinking about them... And I just clam up and
turn red. It's so awful!

Mozu: Aw, is that all? It's OK to be shy. If you want to try to get past it,
that's up to you, but it's nothing to be ashamed of.

Nina: Ugh, you don't understand! When I finally manage to stammer a few words
out... I start acting super mean and creepy for no reason! I need to change.
But I don't know how...

Mozu: Knowing that you're making folks feel bad is a good place to start. You
mean well, sweetie, so you just gotta put that into action. You'll figure out
the best way for yourself, so long as you don't forget that.

Nina: You really think so?

Mozu: I surely do. You'll need to be patient, but I think you'll get past it
someday.

Nina: Thanks, Mother. I actually feel a little bit better.

Mozu: Happy to help, sweetie! I gotta say, I was worried your problem was
about the stuff you wrote in your diary...

Nina: Wait, so you DID read them? AGHHH! I'm going to DIEEEEEE!
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Mozu A

Nina: Hey, Mother. Guess what? I talked to a guy today, and it wasn't weird
at all!

Mozu: Well, look at you! What'd you two talk about?

Nina: Well, it was pretty basic as far as talking goes. I just gave him
directions. But I didn't say anything weird or run away randomly!

Mozu: That's a big step, sweetie! Way to go.

Nina: Right? I've been giggling about it all afternoon.

Mozu: I'm so happy for you, Nina. Pretty soon, you won't even need those
crazy old hobbies of yours!

Nina: I thought we agreed to never speak of... my hobbies... ever again!

Mozu: Oh! Whoops, I didn't realize you were still so sensitive about them.
They weren't all bad, sweetie!

Nina: How many of my diaries did you read, Mother? Jeez!

Mozu: Not that many. I didn't really understand all that stuff about sneaking
around. But I thought Corrin might, and sure enough, he/she said they'd be a
big help!

Nina: WHAT?! You showed Corrin? WHY?

Mozu: I was trying to get to know my daughter better, that's all. And hey, it
paid off for everyone! Corrin says what you wrote gave them a bunch of ideas
for army stuff.

Nina: Great. Now everyone knows what a huge freak I am. Thanks, Mother.

Mozu: Aw, sweetie, I'm sorry if I messed up. Does it help to know I love you
anyway? And I always will?

Nina: ... Maybe a little. Thanks, Mother.
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F5. Elise C

Nina: Mmm... that was really something. The way those men were chatting like
old friends... What could they have been talking about? The mind wanders...

Elise: Hi there, Nina!

Nina: Gah! Mother?! What are you doing here? I thought you were training! You
didn't hear me talking about... stuff... Did you?

Elise: Hmm? Like what?

Nina: Nope! Don't worry about it! Whew...

Elise: Oh, good news, though! I was cleaning up a bit, and I just finished
with your room!

Nina: Mother! That's my private space.

Elise: You had a bunch of books under your bed, but I put them on your desk
for you.

Nina: Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods... PLEASE tell me you didn't open
any of those books...

Elise: Don't be silly! I almost never open a book if I can help it.

Nina: My diaries and journals, Mother! Did you read them or didn't you?

Elise: Oh, those! Nope, I didn't peek. I mean, maybe a little bit, to get an
idea of which stack to put them in. But definitely nothing past the first few
pages! Or so.

Nina: What's that supposed to mean? It sounds like you DID read them! Well?
Did you or didn't you? ARRRRGH!
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Elise B

Nina: *sigh* Why does it have to be so difficult...

Elise: Gosh, that sigh... You must be dealing with something heavy, Nina.

Nina: Oh... hi, Mother. I... I dunno.

Elise: Tell me! Tell me! I wanna see if I can help you stop moping around!

Nina: Well, I suppose things can't get any worse... I... I have a hard time
talking to guys. But I think about them all the time! I feel like such a
freak. Like they know that I'm thinking about them... And I just clam up and
turn red. It's so awful!

Elise: Awww. Don't worry, you're not the only one who gets tongue-tied!

Nina: Ugh, you don't understand! When I finally manage to stammer a few words
out... I start acting super mean and creepy for no reason! I need to change.
But I don't know how...

Elise: If you didn't know you were doing it, it would be hard. But you do, so
it should be easy! Before you talk to anyone, take a second to think about
how you want to act. Before too long, it'll be second nature!

Nina: You really think so?

Elise: Yep! It'll take practice, but I'm positive you'll get it eventually!

Nina: Thanks, Mother. I actually feel a little bit better.

Elise: Glad to help, honey! It did seem like you could use some, going by
those journals...

Nina: Wait, so you DID read them? AGHHH! I'm going to DIEEEEEE!
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Elise A

Nina: Hey, Mother. Guess what? I talked to a guy today, and it wasn't weird
at all!

Elise: That's great! Good for you. Tell me all about it!

Nina: Well, it was pretty basic as far as talking goes. I just gave him
directions. But I didn't say anything weird or run away randomly!

Elise: It's a good start!

Nina: Right? I've been giggling about it all afternoon.

Elise: Keep that up, and you'll be a real chatterbox! Then you can graduate
to hosting parties on your own! That'll be more fun than your other hobbies,
right?

Nina: I thought we agreed to never speak of... my hobbies... ever again!

Elise: Sorry! I didn't mean to poke a sore spot. You shouldn't be ashamed,
though! Those were some super-neat stalking strategies you came up with!

Nina: How many of my diaries did you read, Mother? Jeez!

Elise: A bunch! Avatar and I like to trade off and read the best parts to
each other.

Nina: WHAT?! Why would you do that? WHY?

Elise: We're fascinated by what a good spy you are! Avatar has some ideas
about using your journals as training manuals. We'll have the best spy
division in the whole world!

Nina: Great. Now everyone will know what a huge freak I am. Thanks, Mother.

Elise: Awww, Nina. I'll love you no matter how weird your hobbies are! Now
come gimme a hug!
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F5. Camilla C

Nina: Mmm... that was really something. The way those men were chatting like
old friends... What could they have been talking about? The mind wanders...

Camilla: Ah, Nina. Hello.

Nina: Gah! Mother?! What are you doing here? I thought you were training! You
didn't hear me talking about... stuff... Did you?

Camilla: I heard a low murmur, but I couldn't make out any words, if that's
what you're asking.

Nina: Good! Don't worry about it! Whew...

Camilla: I thought you might like to know that I've been tidying up the
house. Today's project was your room... And it was in sore need of attention.

Nina: Mother! That's my private space.

Camilla: But surely your mother is allowed entry, isn't she? Anyway, you'll
find the books that were under your bed placed upon your desk.

Nina: Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods... PLEASE tell me you didn't open
any of those books...

Camilla: Dearest, I can't quite make out what you're on about.

Nina: My diaries and journals, Mother! Did you read them or didn't you?

Camilla: Worry not, my child. I would never. Whatever might or might not be
written in them, you're still my child.

Nina: What's that supposed to mean? It sounds like you DID read them! Well?
Did you or didn't you? ARRRRGH!
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Camilla B

Nina: *sigh* Why does it have to be so difficult...

Camilla: Such a dark cloud over that bright face... What's troubling you, my
child?

Nina: Oh... hi, Mother. I... I dunno.

Camilla: Is it something you can confide in with your mother?

Nina: Well, I suppose things can't get any worse... I... I have a hard time
talking to guys. But I think about them all the time! I feel like such a
freak. Like they know that I'm thinking about them... And I just clam up and
turn red. It's so awful!

Camilla: Bashfulness is nothing to worry about. I was once the same way.

Nina: Ugh, you don't understand! When I finally manage to stammer a few words
out... I start acting super mean and creepy for no reason! I need to change.
But I don't know how...

Camilla: Awareness of your need means you're on the right track. If you
understand the offense you're causing... You can work from there to minimize
it in the future. It will take time and effort, but I believe in you, my
child.

Nina: You really think so?

Camilla: And if I'm wrong, and you cannot change... It's not so bad. There
are men in this world who enjoy being treated cruelly.

Nina: Thanks, Mother. I actually feel a little bit better.

Camilla: I'm glad I could be of some comfort. It's a relief to help set you
on a more proper path than your journals described...

Nina: Wait, so you DID read them? AGHHH! I'm going to DIEEEEEE!
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Camilla A

Nina: Hey, Mother. Guess what? I talked to a guy today, and it wasn't weird
at all!

Camilla: Very good, dearest. I'd love to hear the details.

Nina: Well, it was pretty basic as far as talking goes. I just gave him
directions. But I didn't say anything weird or run away randomly!

Camilla: Both those things are important not to do when attempting to speak
with someone. I couldn't be more proud.

Nina: Right? I've been giggling about it all afternoon.

Camilla: I look forward to the day I can introduce you at a royal ball.
Perhaps by then you'll have lost interest in your less socially acceptable
hobbies...

Nina: I thought we agreed to never speak of... my hobbies... ever again!

Camilla: Of course, dearest. I'll refrain from any and all compliments I
might have made on your stealthiness.

Nina: How many of my diaries did you read, Mother? Jeez!

Camilla: Does the exact number matter? Sometimes a mother must resort to
certain measures to get to know her child. Sometimes a mother thinks it
prudent to share these measures with her husband.

Nina: WHAT?! Why would you do that? WHY?

Camilla: It was a tactical decision, dearest. Your father and I agree that
your tactics should be disseminated to the troops. So we're having copies
struck of the irrelevant man-watching passages.

Nina: Great. Now everyone knows what a huge freak I am. Thanks, Mother.

Camilla: No one will call my child a freak, least of all her. You have a
gift, dearest! And I'm displaying it to the world out of love. I'm so proud
of you, my child. Now may I have a hug?
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F5. Effie C

Nina: Mmm... that was really something. The way those men were chatting like
old friends... What could they have been talking about? The mind wanders...

Effie: Hello, Nina! Back already?

Nina: Gah! Mother?! What are you doing here? I thought you were training! You
didn't hear me talking about... stuff... Did you?

Effie: No, I don't think so. What kind of stuff?

Nina: Nothing! Don't worry about it! Whew...

Effie: Anyway... before I forget, I wanted to tell you that I straightened up
your room. You should really keep it more tidy.

Nina: Mother! That's my private space.

Effie: Well, private or not, it was awfully dusty. And dust is terrible for
your cardiovascular endurance, dear. I cleaned out all kinds of dusty old
books and journals from under your bed.

Nina: Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods... PLEASE tell me you didn't open
any of those books...

Effie: What in the world are you mumbling about, Nina?

Nina: My diaries and journals, Mother! Did you read them or didn't you?

Effie: Oh, please. I have far too much to do to sit around and read your
diary. But even if I did, and I discovered some kind of incredibly awkward
secret... I wouldn't ever think any less of you. You know that, right?

Nina: What's that supposed to mean? It sounds like you DID read them! Well?
Did you or didn't you? ARRRRGH!
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Effie B

Nina: *sigh* Why does it have to be so difficult...

Effie: Why does what have to be so difficult?

Nina: Oh... hi, Mother. I... I dunno.

Effie: Something on your mind? You can tell me anything, you know.

Nina: Well, I suppose things can't get any worse... I... I have a hard time
talking to guys. But I think about them all the time! I feel like such a
freak. Like they know that I'm thinking about them... And I just clam up and
turn red. It's so awful!

Effie: Nina, I hate to be dismissive, but... Just about everyone feels that
way sometimes. It's normal!

Nina: Ugh, you don't understand! When I finally manage to stammer a few words
out... I start acting super mean and creepy for no reason! I need to change.
But I don't know how...

Effie: Well, recognizing that you have something to work on is a good first
step. Don't you see that? All you have to do is practice. Go up to strangers
and start talking. Remind yourself that you have a good heart, and that you
want to be nice. Practice makes perfect!

Nina: You really think so?

Effie: Well, it will take time. Do you think I could bench-press a tree the
first time I tried? Of course not! It took me three tries. So I know if you
keep working on this, you'll get better at it.

Nina: Thanks, Mother. I actually feel a little bit better.

Effie: Well, that's good! I have to admit, I was a little concerned by some
of those journals of yours...

Nina: Wait, so you DID read them? AGHHH! I'm going to DIEEEEEE!
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Effie A

Nina: Hey, Mother. Guess what? I talked to a guy today, and it wasn't weird
at all!

Effie: That's great, honey! Tell me about it.

Nina: Well, it was pretty basic as far as talking goes. I just gave him
directions. But I didn't say anything weird or run away randomly!

Effie: Well, that's wonderful. Good job!

Nina: Right? I've been giggling about it all afternoon.

Effie: Keep working on it, and you'll be a regular social butterfly before
long. Who knows? Maybe you'll even pick up a new hobby, too.

Nina: I thought we agreed to never speak of... my hobbies... ever again!

Effie: I'm sorry... I didn't mean to discourage you. After all, you are our
best spy... I just had no idea you taught yourself all those techniques to
stalk boys.

Nina: How many of my diaries did you read, Mother? Jeez!

Effie: Oh, just one or two, I suppose. And I did share a few of them with
Avatar, of course.

Nina: WHAT?! Why would you do that? WHY?

Effie: Because your notes on stealth and spying were too valuable to keep
secret! We could all learn a thing or two from you. If we had a few dozen
more soldiers with your skills, this war would be over by now.

Nina: Great. Now everyone knows what a huge freak I am. Thanks, Mother.

Effie: Well, you're MY freak, and I love you just the way you are. Come here,
give Mommy a hug!

Nina: Air hug, Mother. Remember? Last time you broke my ribs.

Effie: Oh, right. Air hug!
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F5. Nyx C

Nina: Mmm... that was really something. The way those men were chatting like
old friends... What could they have been talking about? The mind wanders...

Nyx: Ah, Nina. You're home.

Nina: Gah! Mother?! What are you doing here? I thought you were training! You
didn't hear me talking about... stuff... Did you?

Nyx: I did not. It's rude to eavesdrop. Why? Is there something I should
know?

Nina: Nope! Don't worry about it! Whew...

Nyx: Now, Nina, you'll see for yourself soon enough, but I tidied your room
today. You must keep your things in better shape than this.

Nina: Mother! That's my private space.

Nyx: The books that were strewn about your room are a prime example of what I
mean. Everything has its place, Nina, and that place is not on your floor.

Nina: Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods... PLEASE tell me you didn't open
any of those books...

Nyx: Hmhm... your concern is touching, but I've opened far worse books in my
time.

Nina: My diaries and journals, Mother! Did you read them or didn't you?

Nyx: Such mundane matters don't interest me greatly. The picture of the curse
on you that they paint, though... that may be different...

Nina: What's that supposed to mean? It sounds like you DID read them! Well?
Did you or didn't you? ARRRRGH!
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Nyx B

Nina: *sigh* Why does it have to be so difficult...

Nyx: You shouldn't sigh so much. It can attract unwelcome spirits.

Nina: Oh... hi, Mother. Yeah, sorry. I dunno what's gotten into me...

Nyx: This is just the sort of situation in which one might consider
consulting a seer.

Nina: Well, I suppose things can't get any worse... I... I have a hard time
talking to guys. But I think about them all the time! I feel like such a
freak. Like they know that I'm thinking about them... And I just clam up and
turn red. It's so awful!

Nyx: Is that all that vexes you? It's a common reaction to meeting strangers.

Nina: But, sometimes I end up being really mean to them... When I think about
how I might be hurting people's feelings... I feel like I need to change.
But... it's not easy...

Nyx: No, but you've taken the hardest step: that of realizing your actions
are harmful. As long as you give full weight to their feelings in your </pre><pre id="faqspan-30">
dealings with them... It will come naturally in time. Even with complete
strangers.

Nina: You really think so?

Nyx: I don't need to be clairvoyant to know it will happen for you, Nina.

Nina: Thanks, Mother. I actually feel a little bit better.

Nyx: It's funny, though. I wouldn't have thought talking to boys was your
problem. I was certain your curse was an intense curiosity into the affairs
of men...

Nina: Wait, so you DID read them? AGHHH! I'm going to DIEEEEEE!
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Nyx A

Nina: Hey, Mother. Guess what? I talked to a guy today, and it wasn't weird
at all!

Nyx: Odd... this isn't a conversation I anticipated having today.

Nina: I mean, it was pretty basic as far as talking goes. I just gave him
directions. But I didn't say anything weird or run away randomly!

Nyx: That's a step in the right direction.

Nina: Right? I've been giggling about it all afternoon.

Nyx: I wasn't sure my advice would help, as I'm no social butterfly myself.
But I'm glad it seems to be working. Though I would caution you against ever
mentioning your hobbies to these people.

Nina: I thought we agreed to never speak of... my hobbies... ever again!

Nyx: I recall no such agreement. Which is just as well, for your journals are
treasure troves of stealth technique. You truly honed the craft to an art in
your enthusiasm for eavesdropping upon men...

Nina: How many of my diaries did you read, Mother? Jeez!

Nyx: Me? I only read one. That convinced me the rest should be turned over to
Avatar for study.

Nina: WHAT?! Why would you do that? WHY?

Nyx: The tactical information contained therein was too valuable to hide
away. You've done this army a great service, my child. I'm very proud.

Nina: Great. Now everyone knows what a huge freak I am. Thanks, Mother.

Nyx: Oh, don't look so cross. We're all freakish in one way or another, hm?
Why, just look at me. I fit in well enough, despite my form. Besides, even if
the others ostracize you, your mother never will. I love you, child.
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F5. Selena C

Nina: Mmm... that was really something. The way those men were chatting like
old friends... What could they have been talking about? The mind wanders...

Selena: Hey there, Nina! I was wondering when you'd get home.

Nina: Gah! Mother?! What are you doing here? I thought you were training! You
didn't hear me talking about... stuff... Did you?

Selena: Huh? Was I... supposed to?

Nina: Nope! It's nothing! Don't worry about it! Whew...

Selena: Hey, it might cheer you up to know I picked up that pigsty you call a
room.

Nina: Mother! That's my private space.

Selena: Yeah, yeah. Those books stuffed into the corner of your closet are on
your desk now.

Nina: Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods... PLEASE tell me you didn't open
any of those books...

Selena: What are you mumbling about? You can be such a weird kid sometimes.

Nina: My diaries and journals, Mother! Did you read them or didn't you?

Selena: Of course not. But if I did, what would it matter? I'd still be your
mom, right?

Nina: What's that supposed to mean? It sounds like you DID read them! Well?
Did you or didn't you? ARRRRGH!
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Selena B

Nina: *sigh* Why does it have to be so difficult...

Selena: Yeesh, Nina. Think you're being dramatic enough there?

Nina: Oh... hi, Mother. It's... nothing, I guess.

Selena: Clearly it isn't. What's bothering you? You can tell me.

Nina: Well, I suppose things can't get any worse... I... I have a hard time
talking to guys. But I think about them all the time! I feel like such a
freak. Like they know that I'm thinking about them... And I just clam up and
turn red. It's so awful!

Selena: I don't see the problem. It makes you mysterious and interesting,
right?

Nina: Ugh, you don't understand! When I finally manage to stammer a few words
out... I start acting super mean and creepy for no reason! I need to change.
But I don't know how...

Selena: Even if you don't know how, knowing that you need to already gives
you a leg up. Just make a sincere effort and listen to what people are
telling you. I can't imagine you won't figure it out at some point.

Nina: You really think so?

Selena: Yeah! You might need to give it some time, but you can change.

Nina: Thanks, Mother. I actually feel a little bit better.

Selena: Although, and this is just a suggestion... It might also help to cut
out some of the stuff in those diaries. Because yikes.

Nina: Wait, so you DID read them? AGHHH! I'm going to DIEEEEEE!
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Selena A

Nina: Hey, Mother. Guess what? I talked to a guy today, and it wasn't weird
at all!

Selena: Whoa! How did that happen?

Nina: Well, it was pretty basic as far as talking goes. I just gave him
directions. But I didn't say anything weird or run away randomly!

Selena: That's a big step for you. Good going!

Nina: Right? I've been giggling about it all afternoon.

Selena: Once you build a little more confidence, you can ditch those old
hobbies for good!

Nina: I thought we agreed to never speak of... my hobbies... ever again!

Selena: Whoops, I forgot. What if I called it your, um, training? Yeah...
your espionage training. I mean, you did come up with a lot of clever ways to
spy on people.

Nina: How many of my diaries did you read, Mother? Jeez!

Selena: I'll be honest-I just flipped through a little bit here and there.
The stuff about spying I only know because Avatar told me when he/she was
through. Oh! I maybe should have told you I let Avatar read them.

Nina: WHAT?! Why would you do that? WHY?

Selena: It was for a good cause! He/She's going to use them to train the
troops. Just think of all the intelligence we can get with your eavesdropping
tricks!

Nina: Great. Now everyone knows what a huge freak I am. Thanks, Mother.

Selena: Look on the bright side. You were afraid guys would know about this.
And now you know they do! So the worst is over with, right? You're welcome,
my dear daughter!
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F5. Beruka C

Nina: Mmm... that was really something. The way those men were chatting like
old friends... What could they have been talking about? The mind wanders...

Beruka: You're home, I see.

Nina: Gah! Mother?! What are you doing here? I thought you were training! You
didn't hear me talking about... stuff... Did you?

Beruka: Were you talking to yourself? That's weird, Nina. What were you
saying?

Nina: Nothing! Don't worry about it! Whew...

Beruka: OK. Oh, I cleaned your room.

Nina: Mother! That's my private space.

Beruka: The books you were trying to hide are all on your desk now.

Nina: Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods... PLEASE tell me you didn't open
any of those books...

Beruka: Which books do you mean?

Nina: My diaries and journals, Mother! Did you read them or didn't you?

Beruka: I didn't. Besides, it wouldn't matter to me what they said even if I
did.

Nina: What's that supposed to mean? It sounds like you DID read them! Well?
Did you or didn't you? ARRRRGH!
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Beruka B

Nina: *sigh* Why does it have to be so difficult...

Beruka: Something wrong, Nina?

Nina: Oh... hi, Mother. I... I dunno.

Beruka: It seems like something's wrong. Do you want to go into detail?

Nina: Well, I suppose things can't get any worse... I... I have a hard time
talking to guys. But I think about them all the time! I feel like such a
freak. Like they know that I'm thinking about them... And I just clam up and
turn red. It's so awful!

Beruka: If it's hard for you, you don't have to force yourself to do it. Just
ignore them.

Nina: Ugh, you don't understand! When I finally manage to stammer a few words
out... I start acting super mean and creepy for no reason! I need to change.
But I don't know how...

Beruka: I'm not sure what to tell you. I'm not there yet myself. All I know
is we can't give up. It's hard, and we don't know where to start, but... We
have to keep trying things if we want one of them to stick someday.

Nina: You really think so?

Beruka: I have to believe it's true. It's not hopeless. Not for either of us.

Nina: Thanks, Mother. I actually feel a little bit better.

Beruka: Good. Be sure to write all this down in your diary. It's better than
the rest of what's in there.

Nina: Wait, so you DID read them? AGHHH! I'm going to DIEEEEEE!
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Beruka A

Nina: Hey, Mother. Guess what? I talked to a guy today, and it wasn't weird
at all!

Beruka: Interesting. What happened?

Nina: Well, it was pretty basic as far as talking goes. I just gave him
directions. But I didn't say anything weird or run away randomly!

Beruka: Well done.

Nina: Right? I've been giggling about it all afternoon.

Beruka: Maybe there's hope for us both after all. Once you ditch your hobby,
anyway.

Nina: I thought we agreed to never speak of... my hobbies... ever again!

Beruka: Sorry. I know that's a sore spot. I was impressed at your methods,
though. You've trained yourself to be a good agent.

Nina: How many of my diaries did you read, Mother? Jeez!

Beruka: All of them. I made sure Avatar saw them as well.

Nina: WHAT?! Why would you do that? WHY?

Beruka: I told you: you're a good agent. You came up with espionage tricks
not even I knew. The whole army will benefit from the tricks you developed to
spy on people.

Nina: Great. Now everyone knows what a huge freak I am. Thanks, Mother.

Beruka: If anyone calls you a freak, just point me at them. They won't say it
twice. I love you, and that's all that matters.
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F5. Peri C

Nina: Mmm... that was really something. The way those men were chatting like
old friends... What could they have been talking about? The mind wanders...

Peri: Hiiii, Nina! I was looking for you!

Nina: Gah! Mother?! What are you doing here? I thought you were training! You
didn't hear me talking about... stuff... Did you?

Peri: Huh? I don't... think so? What kind of stuff?

Nina: Nothing! Don't worry about it! Whew...

Peri: Oh, guess what! I have a surprise for you. Guess whose room got cleaned
today!

Nina: Mother! That's my private space.

Peri: I know, dear. That's why I made sure no one else came in while I was
cleaning! I tried to clean up all the books, but some of them were stuffed in
weird places. I hope I got them all!

Nina: Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods... PLEASE tell me you didn't open
any of those books...

Peri: Why does it matter? What do you care about those silly things so much
for?

Nina: My diaries and journals, Mother! Did you read them or didn't you?

Peri: Haha, I would never read a book! Not even if it was a diary by my
darling daughter who I worry about sometimes. So if you want me not to have
read them, then I definitely didn't!

Nina: What's that supposed to mean? It sounds like you DID read them! Well?
Did you or didn't you? ARRRRGH!
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Peri B

Nina: *sigh* Why does it have to be so difficult...

Peri: What's wrong, Nina?

Nina: Oh... hi, Mother. I... I dunno.

Peri: Is this a feelings thing? I get the sense this is a feelings thing.
Tell your mother all about it!

Nina: Well, I suppose things can't get any worse... I... I have a hard time
talking to guys. But I think about them all the time! I feel like such a
freak. Like they know that I'm thinking about them... And I just clam up and
turn red. It's so awful!

Peri: Oh, I know this one! Just don't talk to them. Problem solved!

Nina: Ugh, you don't understand! When I finally manage to stammer a few words
out... I start acting super mean and creepy for no reason! I need to change.
But I don't know how...

Peri: But you do know you're hurting their feelings, right? Then it's not so
bad! I didn't really get that when I was your age. I never cared who I hurt.
I sliced first and asked questions... well, never. But that's not you! I
think you're already on your way!

Nina: You really think so?

Peri: Someday you'll be a great lady! I just know so!

Nina: Thanks, Mother. I actually feel a little bit better.

Peri: Yay! So do I, knowing you're trying to do better than you did in your
diary.

Nina: Wait, so you DID read them? AGHHH! I'm going to DIEEEEEE!
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Peri A

Nina: Hey, Mother. Guess what? I talked to a guy today, and it wasn't weird
at all!

Peri: Hooray! Tell me all about it!

Nina: Well, it was pretty basic as far as talking goes. I just gave him
directions. But I didn't say anything weird or run away randomly!

Peri: Good for you, sweetie! I knew you could do it!

Nina: Right? I've been giggling about it all afternoon.

Peri: Keep it up, Nina! I'm rooting for you! Just think, someday you won't
need your weird hobby to be satisfied!

Nina: I thought we agreed to never speak of... my hobbies... ever again!

Peri: Uh-oh... whoopsie! Still, though. I wish I had an imagination as vivid
as yours!

Nina: How many of my diaries did you read, Mother? Jeez!

Peri: Hmm, I guess it depends. How many of those were diaries, and how many
were romance stories you wrote?

Nina: I-I don't have to answer that! Shut up!

Peri: It's OK! They were a great read either way.

Nina: Hmph. Now you know exactly what a huge freak I am. This is just great.

Peri: Don't pout, sweetie! I'd love you no matter how weird your hobbies
were! You're my creepy little angel. Come give your mommy a hug!
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F5. Charlotte C

Nina: Mmm... that was really something. The way those men were chatting like
old friends... What could they have been talking about? The mind wanders...

Charlotte: Aha! There you are.

Nina: Gah! Mother?! What are you doing here? I thought you were training! You
didn't hear me talking about... stuff... Did you?

Charlotte: Hmmmm? Oh, Nina, you know I don't pay much attention to you. Why?

Nina: No reason! Don't worry about it! Whew...

Charlotte: Anyway, I meant to tell you I cleaned up that sty of a room for
you.

Nina: Mother! That's my private space.

Charlotte: But what if you had to entertain? There were books heaped all over
the place! I did you the favor of stacking them all up in the closet. Out of
sight, out of mind!

Nina: Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods... PLEASE tell me you didn't open
any of those books...

Charlotte: Weren't you listening? I put in all that work, and not one word of
gratitude?

Nina: My diaries and journals, Mother! Did you read them or didn't you?

Charlotte: Oh, relax. I didn't go digging into your diaries. What do you take
me for? Besides... even if I did, you're still my kid, warts and all.

Nina: What's that supposed to mean? It sounds like you DID read them! Well?
Did you or didn't you? ARRRRGH!
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Charlotte B

Nina: *sigh* Why does it have to be so difficult...

Charlotte: What's wrong this time, Nina?

Nina: Oh... hi, Mother. I... I dunno.

Charlotte: Don't frown, or you'll get premature wrinkles. Tell me what's
wrong instead.

Nina: Well, I suppose that can't make it any worse... I... I have a hard time
talking to guys. But I think about them all the time! I feel like such a
freak. Like they know that I'm thinking about them... And I just clam up and
turn red. It's so awful!

Charlotte: Awww, I'm glad you're thinking about it so early. It's an
important subject! But don't be ashamed. Everybody takes a while to perfect
their persona.

Nina: Ugh, you don't understand! When I finally manage to stammer a few words
out... I start acting super mean and creepy for no reason! I need to change.
But I don't know how...

Charlotte: Listen, Nina. As your mother, I guarantee you have nothing to
worry about.

Nina: ... Why do you say that?

Charlotte: You already see where you might be going wrong, don't you? Just be
mindful of those worries and try to correct for them. It might take time, but
eventually you can convince people you care.

Nina: But... I really do care...

Charlotte: Even better! That should make it much easier for you.

Nina: Thanks, Mother. I actually feel a little bit better.

Charlotte: I can't believe any daughter of mine has trouble talking to boys,
though... Is this because of those weird fantasies of yours?

Nina: Wait, so you DID read them? AGHHH! I'm going to DIEEEEEE!
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Charlotte A

Nina: Hey, Mother. Guess what? I talked to a guy today, and it wasn't weird
at all!

Charlotte: Oh yeah? This I gotta hear.

Nina: Well, it was pretty basic as far as talking goes. I just gave him
directions. But I didn't say anything weird or run away randomly!

Charlotte: Hey, good for you!

Nina: Right? I've been giggling about it all afternoon.

Charlotte: All in all, I'd say you shaped up pretty well, daughter of mine.
Putting your weird hobbies aside, I mean.

Nina: I thought we agreed to never speak of... my hobbies... ever again!

Charlotte: Sure, if you want. That doesn't change my point, though.

Nina: How many of my diaries did you read, Mother? Jeez!

Charlotte: Nina... It's perfectly normal to have a side you don't show to
just anyone. Besides, Avatar was impressed when I showed them to him/her.

Nina: WHAT?! Why would you do that? WHY?

Charlotte: You worry too much, Nina. Just remember, I love you anyway, just
the way you are.

Nina: Great. That will be comforting when everyone knows what a huge freak I
am. Thanks, Mother.

Charlotte: So what if you're a freak? Like mother, like daughter, teehee!
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Soleil^

F6. Laslow C

Laslow: Hmmm la la laaaa... ?

Soleil: Heya! Whatcha doing? Getting in a little dance practice?

Laslow: Yep! What about you?

Soleil: I just got back from the village! Today I had tea with about five
girls. Kee hee.

Laslow: Whaaa?! That many, eh? That's amazing... Suddenly I feel an
incredible sense of defeat in terms of my own tea count...

Soleil: Heh, don't worry about it. Everyone has their own strengths and
weaknesses. Unlike you, I'm an awful dancer! I have literally ZERO rhythm.
But hey, I can chat up cuties like no one's business! You, on the other
hand...

Laslow: Wow, you sure know how to rub salt in a wound... Well, I suppose
there are worse things than losing out to my adorable daughter.

Soleil: Awww, you're the best overly doting parent in the world.

Laslow: Hey, now! I'm not overly doting at all! I called you adorable because
I honestly think you're adorable!

Soleil: Suuuure. Right. You're quick with the compliments, aren't you? Is
that how you got Mom to fall for you? Oh! Also, how exactly did you propose
to her? Was it romaaaantic, hee hee?

Laslow: Soleil! Don't you think that's a little personal?

Soleil: Geez, no need to be shy. It'll be more embarrassing for ME to hear
about it!

Laslow: But if the answer will embarrass you, then why did you ask?

Soleil: Hee hee, because I'm so happy right now! And it's probably a cute
story! Honestly, it's just so great being able to talk to you about anything
like this. We have so much lost time to make up for now that I'm out of the
stupid Deeprealms.

Laslow: Oh, Soleil... I'm so sorry you had to grow up there. I know how
lonely you were.

Soleil: Don't worry about it; that's all in the past now. I'm just so happy
we're finally together. Nothing will ever tear us apart!

Laslow: You really are the best daughter a father could ask for. And the most
adorable! Ah, I have an idea! Let's go out for tea so we can keep chatting.
What do you say?

Soleil: Sorry, but I've had enough tea to last a lifetime. ... Just kidding!
Hee hee! That sounds amazing! I have so many things I want to ask you! Oh!
Like about how you look so cool during battle! What's your secret?! Now that
we're together, I have to be a great fighter so I can protect you. And I
might as well look cool while I'm at it, just like you!

Laslow: Hmm, so you want to improve your battle skill, do you? I don't know.
Honestly I'd rather not put you in any dangerous situations...

Soleil: What are you saying?! Waiting around without doing anything to help
is absolutely out of the question! You should understand my position more
than anybody, shouldn't you?

Laslow: Ha ha, all right, all right! I suppose you have a point. But first,
we'll start with some relaxing tea. Do we have a deal?

Soleil: Deal! Yaaay, this is going to be AWESOME!
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Laslow B

Laslow: Are you feeling better, Soleil? Have you had someone tend to your
injuries yet?

Soleil: I'm OK. I'm also... so very sorry. I promised to make myself useful
in battle, but I failed miserably...

Laslow: I don't care about whether you won or lost. I'm just glad you weren't
seriously injured. More importantly, I want you to explain to me why you did
something so reckless. Forcing your way between me and an enemy like that
could have gotten you killed!

Soleil: If I hadn't done that, you would have been in real danger! When we
were out for tea the other day, you said you had one weakness... Diagonal
attacks from behind! You said you have trouble blocking those effectively.
And that opponent today... That's exactly where he was trying to attack you
from...

Laslow: I don't care what your reasons were, as noble as they may have been.
You are forbidden from putting yourself in danger, even if it's to help me
out. On the battlefield, I don't want you looking out for me. Do you
understand? The only person you should be worrying about in battle is
yourself.

Soleil: I'm sorry, but... I can't do that! I have to protect you! I can't
stand the thought of losing you...

Laslow: And how do you think I'd feel if I lost you? Now do as I say. No
arguments.

Soleil: I... I can't agree to that...

Laslow: Soleil!

Soleil: Just stop it! There's no way you could understand how I feel!!

Laslow: Huh...?

Soleil: You don't know how lonely it was in the Deeprealms... And how scared
I was. Every time I watched you leave, I knew it might be the last time I
ever saw you. Now that I'm fighting at your side, I want to protect you no
matter what! I won't ever EVER let you die! I don't care what happens to me!!

Laslow: ... I understand how you feel.

Soleil: *sniffle* Liar...

Laslow: I'm not lying, Soleil. I really do. When I was young... I lost both
of my parents in a terrible war. My father left for battle and never
returned. And my beautiful mother died right before my eyes, trying to
protect me.

Soleil: No... That's awful.

Laslow: That's why I was so terrified earlier... For a moment, I thought I
might lose you the same way I lost them... But you were scared too, weren't
you? I'm sorry to have put you through that. Thank you, my sweet girl. For
saving me, and for being safe yourself.

Soleil: So, when you were a kid... you were scared too? Just like me?

Laslow: I was. However, since becoming a father, I now understand how my own
parents felt. Their intense desire to protect their child, no matter the
consequences. Even if it means dying in their stead...

Soleil: N-no! You can't! Please, don't even say it!

Laslow: Shhh, calm down. I have no intention of dying in battle. I promise to
do all I can to stay safe so you don't have to worry about me.

Soleil: But on the battlefield, promises are just...

Laslow: What? Do you think your dad's promise is meaningless? You can't trust
me?

Soleil: Of course I can trust you! It's just...

Laslow: Thank you, Soleil. I will choose to trust you as well. I believe in
your ability to keep yourself safe, so I'll try not to worry so much.

Soleil: Dad...

Laslow: Please do the same. Do it for me. I need you to focus on staying safe
so that neither of us ever have to lose each other. I'll do the same, I
swear. Please find it in your heart to believe me.

Soleil: ... ... OK. I believe you. I promise I won't do anything that
reckless again.

Laslow: Thank you, Soleil. You don't know how happy that makes me.

Soleil: But you have to promise to stay with me forever, OK? You can't ever
leave me! I'd be really upset if you ever went away somewhere and I couldn't
see you again.

Laslow: ... If that's what you want, then so be it. I promise to stay by your
side, always.

Soleil: Yaaaay! Now enough serious talk. Let's go scope out some cuties and
drink tea!
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Laslow A

Laslow: There, finished! I executed that dance really well this time, if I do
say so myself.

Soleil: It was wonderful, Dad!

Laslow: Argh! Oh... Hello, Soleil. I didn't see you there.

Soleil: Hi! So yeah, you were great. You fell out of your turns a little,
though. Watch that. And it might be prettier if you stretch your arms a bit
higher during that middle part.

Laslow: ...

Soleil: Is something wrong, Dad? Oh, am I being way too harsh?

Laslow: Ha ha, not at all. Sorry, you just reminded me of someone very dear
to me. A girl not unlike yourself used to give me similar feedback not too
long ago.

Soleil: A girl? Who was it?! Was it Mom? Or some other girl you dated? Oh! Or
was it a mysterious damsel you totally rescued...? Or maybe-

Laslow: Nope! Wrong on all counts. Like I said, you look a lot like her. She
was kind, and strong, and she loved me with all her heart. *sigh*

Soleil: Hmm, I'm not so sure Mom would like you talking about another woman
like that...

Laslow: Ha ha, she wouldn't mind at all. I'm talking about my mother. In
other words, your grandmother.

Soleil: Oh! Well, I guess that's OK then. I was worried for a moment! ...
Wait... Um, didn't you say she passed away? I guess she told you about
dancing before that?

Laslow: No, after. It's a long story... but I got to see her one more time
after she passed. She was about the same age as you and me at the time.

Soleil: That makes... literally no sense. Ugh, I'm so confused right now.

Laslow: It's complicated, for sure. Someday I'll tell you everything. At that
time, I'll need you to make a tough decision for me... About whether to
remain in this world or return with me to my original world.

Soleil: Your original world...?!

Laslow: I want to stay with you forever, Soleil... Just as I promised, I
won't ever leave you unless you tell me it's OK. But depending on your
choice, there might be a chance we have to say good-bye...

Soleil: ...

Laslow: Soleil, please don't look so sad! Look... the truth is-

Soleil: Dad! Let's go out for tea. Like, right now.

Laslow: Huh?! Soleil, what's the matter? I thought you'd want to know the
full truth...

Soleil: Yeah, but... you looked so pained when you were about to tell me
about it. That's why I decided to invite you to tea instead so you'll smile
again!

Laslow: That's very sweet of you. But...

Soleil: You don't have to say it, Dad. I love you, and that's all that
matters. Please don't force yourself to tell me anything before you're ready.
Let's just enjoy being together and not think about the future! I'm having
fun already just thinking about the nice time we're going to have! Laughing
and spending time with you, and with all our friends... Life is so good right
now! Let's worry about the future as it comes.

Laslow: Soleil...

Soleil: What's with that face, Dad? Aren't you happy to have tea with me? I
usually only spend my time on cuties, so you should feel honored!

Laslow: I suppose you're right. And yes, I'm very happy.

Soleil: Woo! OK, now I'll go find a nonstop wave of cute girls to join us.
Don't cute girls make everything better?!

Laslow: ... I'm not going to argue with you there, but let's leave cute girls
out of this. Today I just want to spend time with my wonderful daughter. Is
that OK with you?

Soleil: Hmmm... Well, I don't see where you're coming from, but sure!

Laslow: Ahaha! You're really just like your old man. Thank you, Soleil.

Soleil: I'm just happy I got you to laugh again! ... Hey, Dad? I don't know
what happened to you in the past... But I DO know how much you love me now. I
know one day you'll tell me everything... And one day, we may even have to
part ways... But no matter what, I'll always be your daughter. Always. I love
you, Dad. I always have, and I always, always will.

Laslow: I love you too, Soleil. Now and forever.
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F6. Azura C

Soleil: Hi, Mom! What are you doing? Sharpening blades?

Azura: Hello, Soleil. You're always so energetic, aren't you? Oh, and right
you are. Keeping our blades sharp can make all the difference in battle.

Soleil: Ah, that makes sense. ... ...

Azura: Soleil? Is something wrong? Why are you... staring at me like that?

Soleil: Shhh... Let me soak in this moment so I can remember it forever.
You... The perfect mother. Standing with a blade glinting gracefully in the
sun... Your pretty hair blowing gently in the breeze as you sharpen it...
KEEHEEHEE! It's just too adorable!! This is the cutest little army scene I've
ever seen! It really is!

Azura: Haha, you're... something else, my darling. I'm just helping keep our
armory in shape. It's important that we all chip in. There's really no need
to romanticize it.

Soleil: MOM! Stop it-you're being WAY too humble about all this. I feel
like... I've never truly understood the beauty of weapon maintenance. Until
now. The way you hold each sword at the perfect angle... And how your brow
furrows... It's too cute! I can't take it! ... Mom, we need to go into town
and get some tea. Like, RIGHT NOW. You simply MUST tell me how you achieved
such an adorable little scene!

Azura: Haha, another time, Soleil. I still have quite a few weapons to
sharpen before I'm done. We can talk about... um... adorable sword
maintenance some other time. If you'll excuse me...
(Azura leaves)

Soleil: No! Wait! MOMMMMM!
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Azura B

Soleil: Adroit hands, pale yet strong, reach into the golden feed... With a
swift flick of the wrist, she adorably scatters the food on the ground...
Fluffy, grateful animals line up in droves, just to be near her loveliness...
Keehee... KEEHEEHEEE...

Azura: Um, Soleil? Could you please give me a little space, darling? Your
persistent narration is distracting, and I still have more livestock to feed.

Soleil: Geez, Mom! It's not MY fault all of your chores turn into an idyllic
scene! Why don't you try dialing down the cuteness a notch or two? It's the
LEAST you can do if you don't want to attract attention. Sheesh.

Azura: Soleil, that's enough!

Soleil: Mom! You yelled at me! *sniffle* Actually... D'awww... You're even
cute when you're annoyed! Look how your nose crinkles! LOOK! Heeheehee!

Azura: *sigh* You must have inherited this distracting, complimenting
behavior from your father... Come on now-you need to move out of the way. I
still have a lot of work to do.

Soleil: Really? You've been working all morning! Don't you want to take a
break? I got this wonderful blanket from the fair the other day-we could go
picnic on it! It'd be the cutest scene, too. A mother and daughter, enjoying
the morning air.

Azura: I'm sorry, Soleil. If I take a break now, I won't be able to finish
everything.

Soleil: Awww... Mom, do you work this hard every day?

Azura: When it's time to do chores? Of course. This is just about the normal
amount.

Soleil: Oh. I didn't know that.

Azura: I have to go feed the horses now. Hop out of the way there, dear.

Soleil: Oh, I can help you!

Azura: Really? I'd appreciate it. Here, take this knife and cut those
carrots. They'll make for a nice treat.

Soleil: Aww, look at us doing chores together! It's really the cutest...

Azura: *sigh* There's no stopping you, is there?
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Azura A

Azura: Hmm, I suppose I'll ration out our latest batch of supplies next...

Soleil: Moooom! MOM! MOMMM!!

Azura: Soleil, I'm busy right now. Sorry, but I don't have time for any
silliness today.

Soleil: But I'm not just here to talk about the cute way you're counting
those food cans! Although... It's pretty amazing... Keehee... Oh! But I
digress. I'm here because I need to tell you something. I've learned a lot
from watching you do your chores recently... I've learned to appreciate you,
not just for being adorable, but for all that you do. I really had no idea
how much work it takes to keep this little army running smoothly.

Azura: I see. Well, thank you. That's very nice of you to say.

Soleil: That's why I've made a decision! I'm going to start working hard too.
You're my mother! I can't just let you shoulder all these chores yourself!

Azura: Soleil... Thank you for the thought. It really means a great deal to
me. But don't worry about me. Just knowing you're willing to help is enough,
really.

Soleil: You're so self-sacrificing... It's adorable! But I really do want to
help, Mom! Please... May I?

Azura: Well, if you're this committed to the idea... Sure, Soleil. You can
help me.

Soleil: Yay! I'll work really hard, I promise!

Azura: There's just one condition. No more of this nonsense about how cute I
am, OK? It's very distracting.

Soleil: Hahaha, oh, Mom, I can't promise the impossible!! After all, now that
mother and daughter are working together... I think these chores will turn
out twice as cute as they were before!

Azura: Oh, Soleil... What am I going to do with you?
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F6. Felicia C

Soleil: Hey, Mom! How's the laundry going?

Felicia: Oh, just fine, Soleil. The weather is gorgeous, so the wash is
drying quickly.

Soleil: Wow, that's a lucky break...

Felicia: I-is something wrong? Why are you staring at me like that?

Soleil: Shh, be quiet. I need to take in this moment so I can remember it
forever. My perfect mother, stringing up garments in the glimmering sun...
Her hair swaying gently in the breeze... Heehee! This is just too adorable!
What a cute scene!

Felicia: You're too much, heehee... It's not very nice to tease your mother
like that.

Soleil: I'd never tease you, Mom! Seriously! You're always so humble about
everything. I had no idea how much elegance and grace was required to hang
laundry. I can't handle it! Everything is so crazy adorable with you! We have
to run into town and grab some tea together. I need to know how you became
such a world-class cutie.

Felicia: Sorry, but I still have a ton of work to do. You'll have to excuse
me.
(Felicia leaves)

Soleil: Wait a minute, Mom! Don't go!
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Felicia B

Soleil: Strong hands running through pure, golden feed... With a quick flick
of the wrist, she scatters the food deftly on the ground... Sweet, fluffy
critters line up just to bask in her presence... Heehee...

Felicia: Soleil, can you stop talking? It's really hard to get my chores done
while you're distracting me.

Soleil: I can't help it! What am I supposed to do? You're the one who decided
to do your chores in such an adorable way! If you don't want me to be
distracted, then quit being so cute already!

Felicia: I told you to quit it! You're really starting to make me angry!

Soleil: Aww, you're even cuter when you get really upset at me!

Felicia: Oh, for goodness sake. You sound just like your father. *sigh*
Please, let me pass. I need to keep working on my chores.

Soleil: But you've been at it all morning! Can't you take a break? I got this
wonderful blanket from the fair the other day. We should go have a picnic! It
would be such a cute, idyllic scene, don't you think?

Felicia: That sounds nice, but there's way too much left to do around here.
If I take a break, then I won't be able to finish up my chores before
nightfall.

Soleil: You work this hard every day?

Felicia: Of course. Isn't that pretty normal?

Soleil: Umm, I have no idea. It seems like a whole lot of work.

Felicia: Maybe you're right. Either way, I need to go check in on the horses.

Soleil: Wait a second. Can't I help? There must be some way to make myself
useful.

Felicia: You'd really pitch in? I guess you can cut up that pile of carrots
over there. Slice them in half, just like this, OK? The horses just love to
gobble them up.

Soleil: Leave it to me! Oh my gosh, has anyone ever looked cuter than us
right now? This is so much fun, heehee!

Felicia: Good grief, you're at it again...
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Felicia A

Felicia: I'd better start organizing these rations. Whoops! *sigh* I dropped
the rice. If only I wasn't so clumsy.

Soleil: Moooom! There you are! Hi!

Felicia: Soleil, I'm really busy right now. I don't have time to play around
with you.

Soleil: I didn't come here to harp on how cute you look counting these sacks
of rice. I mean, it is delightful. Heehee... Sorry, I got distracted. I came
here to tell you something important. I've learned so much by watching you
work the last few days... I feel like I appreciate all your efforts more than
ever. I had no idea how much work it takes to get everything done around
here. It's very impressive.

Felicia: That's very sweet of you to say. But you don't need to trouble
yourself. I'm used to doing all of this alone.

Soleil: It's super cute when you act really selfless, but I want to pitch in!
Can't I do something? Please!

Felicia: Fine, if you insist, I'll take you up on your offer.

Soleil: Really? That's so exciting! Thanks, Mom. I promise I'll work super
hard! You can count on me.

Felicia: I just have one request. Please, stop saying all these embarrassing
things to me. It's impossible to concentrate when you're acting so silly.

Soleil: Hahaha! You're the silly one. Obviously, that's impossible. We're a
total dream team! Watch out, world! These two cuties are gonna knock out some
chores!

Felicia: *sigh* Soleil, you sure are a strange one...
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F6. Mozu C

Soleil: Hi there, Mom! Say, what are you getting up to today?

Mozu: Oh, I'm just drying out some herbs. They're handy for all kinds of
remedies.

Soleil: Wow, how interesting...

Mozu: Why are you staring at me, sweetie? Do I have something on my face?

Soleil: Shh, be quiet. I need to take in this moment so I can remember it
forever. My perfect mother, carefully drying herbs to keep everyone
healthy... Her hair swaying gently in the breeze while she works... Heehee!
This is just too adorable!! What a cute scene!

Mozu: What are you going on about? Ya know, it's not nice to tease folks,
Soleil.

Soleil: I'd never tease you, Mom! Seriously! You're always so humble about
everything. I never knew how much elegance and grace was required for this
kind of work. I can't handle it! Everything is so crazy adorable with you! We
have to run into town to grab some tea together. I need to know how you
became such a world-class cutie.

Mozu: Sorry, sweetie. I've still got a whole mess of chores to do. Maybe we
can do that some other time.
(Mozu leaves)

Soleil: Wait, Mom! Please, don't go!
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Mozu B

Soleil: Strong hands running through pure, golden feed... With a quick flick
of the wrist, she scatters the food deftly on the ground... Sweet, fluffy
critters line up just to bask in her presence... Heehee...

Mozu: Soleil, can you knock off that silliness? I've got all kinds of chores
to do, and you're being awfully distracting.

Soleil: I can't help it! What am I supposed to do? You're the one who decided
to do your chores in such an adorable way. If you don't want me to be
distracting, then quit being so cute already!

Mozu: I told you to knock it off! Are you trying to make me mad?

Soleil: Aww, you're even cuter when you get really angry at me!

Mozu: *sigh* Where did this side of you come from anyhow? Now scoot on out of
here. I need to get back to work.

Soleil: Really? But you've been working all morning! Can't you take a break?
I got this wonderful blanket from the fair the other day. We should go have a
picnic! It would be such a cute, idyllic scene, don't you think?

Mozu: If I don't get going right now, then I'll be toiling away until
midnight!

Soleil: Wow, do you work this hard every day?

Mozu: Well of course. Everyone does around here.

Soleil: I had no idea...

Mozu: You'll have to excuse me, sweetie.

Soleil: Wait a minute. Can't I help? There must be some way to make myself
useful.

Mozu: Really? That's thoughtful of you to offer. I suppose you can cut up
that pile of carrots. The horses just love them.

Soleil: Leave it to me! Oh my gosh, has anyone ever looked cuter than us
right now? This is so much fun, heehee!

Mozu: I should have known you would say something...
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Mozu A

Mozu: I'd better start sorting through this new supply of rations...

Soleil: Moooom! There you are! Hi!

Mozu: Sweetie, I'm tied up right now. Can you play around somewhere else? I
don't have time for your silliness today.

Soleil: I didn't come here to harp on how cute you look counting these sacks
of rice. I mean, it's delightful. Heehee... Sorry, I got distracted. I came
here to tell you something important. I've learned so much by watching you
work the last few days... I feel like I appreciate all your efforts more than
ever. I had no idea how much work it takes to get everything done around
here. It's very impressive.

Mozu: Heehee, that's awfully sweet of you to say.

Soleil: You've inspired me to make a big decision. I'm going to be just like
you! After all, you're my mom! I can't sit here and let you do all the chores
by yourself.

Mozu: Don't you worry yourself, Soleil. I'm used to a little hard work.

Soleil: It's really cute to watch you be so selfless. But I really want to
pitch in! Can't I do something? Please?

Mozu: Well, if you insist...

Soleil: Really?! That's so exciting! Thanks, Mom. I promise I'll work super
hard. You can count on me!

Mozu: Do me a favor, though. Can you knock off all your craziness? It's
awfully distracting.

Soleil: Hahaha! You're so silly. That's impossible. We're a total dream team!
Watch out, world! These two cuties are gonna knock out some chores!

Mozu: *sigh* Let's get started.
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F6. Elise C

Soleil: Hey, Mom! Say, what are you doing? Sharpening up some blades?

Elise: Hi, Soleil! You're so energetic today. Oh, and yes. I have to make
sure each weapon is still strong, durable, and sharp. Otherwise they aren't
much good on the battlefield.

Soleil: Sure, that makes sense...

Elise: Wh-what is it? Is something wrong? Why are you just staring at me?

Soleil: Shh, be quiet for a second. Let me just take this in for a minute.
You really are the perfect mother. I'll never forget seeing you here with a
glinting blade in your hand. Your hair blowing gently in the wind... Heehee!
It's way too adorable! This is such a cute little scene!

Elise: Ahahaha, stop teasing me, Soleil. You're way too much. I'm just trying
to do my part by keeping the armory in shape. Times are tough, and everyone
needs to pitch in and help.

Soleil: Stop it, Mom! I'm serious. You're being way too humble about this
whole thing. Until I saw you just now, I never knew how elegant weapon
maintenance could be. The way you hold each sword just so... Or how your brow
furrows in concentration... I can't handle it! Everything is so crazy cute
with you! We have to run into town and grab some tea together. I have to know
how you became such a world-class cutie!

Elise: Maybe another time, Soleil. I still have a whole pile of swords that
need attention. Will you excuse me?
(Elise leaves)

Soleil: Wait, Mom! Please, don't go!
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Elise B

Soleil: Strong hands running through pure, golden feed... With a quick flick
of the wrist, she scatters the food deftly on the ground... Sweet, fluffy
critters line up just to bask in her presence... Heehee...

Elise: Soleil, would you mind giving me a little space please? I have a lot
of work to do, and you're very distracting.

Soleil: I can't help it! You're the one who decided to do your chores in such
a cute way! If you don't want me to be so distracting, then dial down the
cuteness already!

Elise: You're starting to make me really mad! Knock it off!

Soleil: Geez, you're even cuter when you get all flustered. Aww...

Elise: *sigh* You clearly inherited that love of compliments from your
father... But please, can you get out of the way? There's still a ton of work
to be done.

Soleil: Really? But you've been working all morning! Can't you take a break?
Please?! I got a pretty red blanket from the fair. We should go have a picnic
on it! It would be such a cute, idyllic scene, don't you think?

Elise: If I stop now, there's no way that I'll have enough time to finish up
everything.

Soleil: Wow, Mom. Do you work this hard every single day?

Elise: Of course. This is a perfectly normal amount of work.

Soleil: Oh, I had no idea.

Elise: I have to tend to the horses. Do you mind moving aside?

Soleil: Let me help!

Elise: Really? I'd appreciate the help, actually. Would you mind cutting all
these carrots in half? The horses will love them.

Soleil: Oh my gosh, has anyone ever looked cuter than us two right now? Just
feeding the horses together, heehee!

Elise: Give it a rest already, Soleil!
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Elise A

Elise: I better get to work on rationing out our new batch of supplies.

Soleil: Moooom! HI, MOM!

Elise: S-Soleil? What do you want?! I'm too busy to talk right now. There's
no time for me to indulge your silliness today.

Soleil: I'm not here to harp on how cute you look counting all these sacks of
rice. I mean, it is delightful. Heehee... Sorry, I got distracted. I came
here to tell you something important. I've learned so much by watching you
work the last few days... I feel like I appreciate all your efforts more than
ever. I had no idea how much work it takes to get everything done around
here! I've never met someone who works as hard as you do.

Elise: Hmm, well that's kind of you to say.

Soleil: That's why I've made a big decision. I'm going to work just as hard
as you do! After all, you're my mother! I can't stand by and let you do all
the chores by yourself!

Elise: That's very considerate of you, Soleil. But don't worry about it. I
can handle all of this work alone.

Soleil: Gosh, it's so cute to watch you be so selfless. But please, I really
wanna help! Isn't there something I can do?

Elise: Well if you insist, I suppose you can give me a hand.

Soleil: Yay! Thanks! I'll work really hard. You can count on me!

Elise: I know you will. But I have one important condition though. You can't
keep harping on how cute you think everything is, OK? It's driving me crazy.

Soleil: Hahaha, you're so silly, Mom. That's impossible! We're a total dream
team! These chores will be twice as cute with us working together.

Elise: Don't start, Soleil!
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F6. Camilla C

Soleil: Hi there, Mom! What are you getting up to today? Sharpening blades?

Camilla: Oh, it's you, sweetie. Yes, I've been working on these swords for a
while. Keeping each blade sharp is important to our success in battle.

Soleil: Wow, how interesting...

Camilla: Why are you staring at me, Soleil? Do I have something stuck in my
teeth? What is it?

Soleil: Shh, be quiet. I need to take in this moment so I can remember it
forever. My perfect mother, standing with a blade glimmering brightly in the
sun... Her hair swaying gently in the breeze while she takes the stone to the
iron... Heehee! This is just too adorable!! What a cute scene!

Camilla: Heehee, oh stop it. It's not nice to tease your mother, sweetie.
Everyone has to pitch in. I'm not doing anything special.

Soleil: I'd never tease you, Mom! Seriously! You're always so humble about
everything. I never knew how much elegance and grace was required for
maintaining weapons. I can't handle it! Everything is so crazy adorable with
you! We have to run into town and grab some tea together. I need to know how
you became such a world-class cutie.

Camilla: Another time, Soleil. I still have a whole pile of swords that I
have to get to. Excuse me, dear...
(Camilla leaves)

Soleil: Wait, Mom! Please, don't go!
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Camilla B

Soleil: Strong hands running through pure, golden feed... With a quick flick
of the wrist, she scatters the food deftly on the ground... Sweet, fluffy
critters line up just to bask in her presence... Heehee...

Camilla: That's more than enough, Soleil. You're distracting me from all my
chores!

Soleil: I can't help it! What am I supposed to do? You're the one who decided
to do your chores in such an adorable way! If you don't want me to be
distracting, then quit being so cute already!

Camilla: Are you trying to test my patience? You're starting to make me
upset...

Soleil: Aww, you're even cuter when you get really angry at me!

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seriously, I need you to get out of my way. These chores can't wait.

Soleil: Really? But you've been working all morning! Can't you take a break?
I got this wonderful blanket from the fair the other day. We should go have a
picnic! It would be such a cute, idyllic scene, don't you think?

Camilla: I told you already, there's no time. I have way too much work to do.

Soleil: Do you labor this hard every day?

Camilla: Of course. Who else will see to the animals if I don't?

Soleil: Wow, I had no idea.

Camilla: Please, excuse me, Soleil.

Soleil: Wait a minute. Can't I help? There must be some way to make myself
useful.

Camilla: Hmm. Well, I suppose you can cut up these carrots. The horses just
love them.

Soleil: Leave it to me! Oh my gosh, has anyone ever looked cuter than us
right now? This is so much fun, heehee!

Camilla: Don't you ever let up?
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Camilla A

Camilla: I suppose I'd better start organizing the new supply of rations...

Soleil: Moooom! There you are! Hi!

Camilla: Sweetie, I'm really busy right now. I don't have time to indulge
your silliness.

Soleil: I didn't come here to harp on how cute you look counting these sacks
of rice. I mean, it's delightful. Heehee... Sorry, I got distracted. I came
here to tell you something important. I've learned so much by watching you
work the last few days... I feel like I appreciate all your efforts more than
ever. I had no idea how much work it takes to get everything done around
here. It's very impressive.

Camilla: Heehee, that's very sweet of you to say.

Soleil: You've inspired me to make a big decision. I'm going to be just like
you! After all, you're my mom! I can't sit here and let you do all the chores
by yourself.

Camilla: I appreciate the offer, but I honestly don't think I'll need any
assistance today.

Soleil: It's really cute to watch you be so selfless. But I really want to
pitch in! Can't I do something?

Camilla: Fine, if you insist.

Soleil: Really?! That's so exciting! Thanks, Mom. I promise I'll work super
hard! You can count on me.

Camilla: There's just one thing. I don't want to hear one complimentary word
out of you. We have a lot to accomplish today, OK?

Soleil: Hahaha! You're so silly. That's impossible. We're a total dream team!
Watch out world! These two cuties are gonna knock out some chores!

Camilla: *sigh* Let's get to work already.
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F6. Effie C

Soleil: There you are, Mom! What are you getting up to? Sharpening blades?

Effie: Oh, Soleil. Yes, I have to make sure that our weapons stay in top
shape. They aren't effective in battle without proper maintenance.

Soleil: That makes sense...

Effie: What is it? I can't read that strange look in your eyes.

Soleil: Shh, be quiet. I need to take in this moment so I can remember it
forever. My perfect mother, standing with a blade glimmering brightly in the
sun... Her hair swaying gently in the breeze while she takes the stone to the
iron... Heehee! This is just too adorable!! What a cute scene! It's just too
much!

Effie: Will you quit teasing me already?

Soleil: I'm not teasing you. Seriously! You're always so humble about
everything. I never knew how much elegance and grace was required for
maintaining weapons. The way you hold the sword just so... Or how your brow
furrows in concentration... I can't handle it! Everything is so crazy
adorable with you! We have to run into town and grab some tea together. I
need to know how you became such a world-class cutie!

Effie: I can't right now, Soleil. There are many swords that still require my
attention.
(Effie leaves)

Soleil: Wait, Mom! Don't go!
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Effie B

Soleil: Strong hands running through pure, golden feed... With a quick flick
of the wrist, she scatters the food deftly on the ground... Sweet, fluffy
critters line up just to bask in her presence... Heehee...

Effie: Please, Soleil, give it a rest. You've been distracting me all
morning. I have a lot of work to do, and you're getting in the way.

Soleil: I can't help it. What am I supposed to do? You're the one who decided
to do your chores in such an adorable way! If you don't want me to be
distracting, then quit being so cute already!

Effie: You better knock it off! I'm starting to lose my patience with you!

Soleil: Geez, you're even cuter when you get all flustered. Aww...

Effie: You certainly take after a certain someone, don't you... *sigh*
Please, listen to me. I still have to feed all the animals.

Soleil: Really? But you've been working all morning. C'mon, take a break! I
got a pretty red blanket from the fair. We should go have a picnic on it! It
would be such a cute, idyllic scene, don't you think?

Effie: If I don't get started now, then there's no way I'll be able to finish
up everything.

Soleil: Geez, Mom. Do you work this hard every single day?

Effie: Of course. I like to stay busy, and the animals won't feed themselves.

Soleil: Wow, I had no idea.

Effie: I have to see to the horses. Please, excuse me, Soleil.

Soleil: Wait a second. Can I help?

Effie: Really? I could use a bit of assistance, actually... Perhaps you could
slice up these carrots. The horses love them.

Soleil: You bet! Oh my gosh, has anyone ever looked cuter than us right now?
Just feeding the horses together, heehee!

Effie: Get to work, Soleil!
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Effie A

Effie: I'd better start sorting out this new batch of rations...

Soleil: Moooom! Hey, Mom!

Effie: Not now, Soleil. I'm very busy. I don't have time to indulge you
today.

Soleil: I'm not here to harp on how cute you look counting all these sacks of
rice. I mean, it is delightful. Heehee... Sorry, I got distracted. I came
here to tell you something important. I've learned so much by watching you
work the last few days... I feel like I appreciate all your efforts more than
ever. I had no idea how much work it takes to get everything done around
here! I've never met someone who works as hard as you do.

Effie: That's thoughtful of you to say.

Soleil: You've inspired me to make a big decision. I'm going to be just like
you! After all, you're my mother! I can't sit here and let you do all the
chores by yourself!

Effie: Heehee, don't worry about it. I think I can manage this alone.

Soleil: Gee, it's really cute to watch you be so selfless. I really wanna
help though! Isn't there something I can do?

Effie: If you insist, I suppose you can pitch in.

Soleil: Yay! Thanks! You can count on me, Mom. I promise.

Effie: I know. But there's just one thing. I don't want to hear you carrying
on about how cute you think everything is, OK? It's driving me nuts.

Soleil: Hahaha! You're so silly. That's impossible. We're a total dream team!
These chores will be twice as cute with us working together. Don't you think?

Effie: *sigh* What am I going to do with you...
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F6. Nyx C

Soleil: Hi, Mom! What are you getting up to today? Sharpening blades?

Nyx: Yes, I have to make sure these swords are razor sharp at all times.
Otherwise, they won't be ready for the battlefield.

Soleil: Wow, really? That's so interesting.

Nyx: What is it? Do I have something on my face? Why are you staring at me?

Soleil: Shh, be quiet. I need to take in this moment so I can remember it
forever. My perfect mother, standing with a blade glimmering brightly in the
sun... Her hair swaying gently in the breeze while she takes the stone to the
iron... Heehee! This is just too adorable!! What a cute scene!

Nyx: I don't understand what you mean. Why are you teasing me? That's not
very nice...

Soleil: I'd never tease you, Mom! Seriously! You're always so humble about
everything. I never knew how much elegance and grace was required to properly
maintain weapons. I can't handle it! Everything is so crazy adorable with
you! We have to run into town and grab some tea together. I need to know how
you became such a world-class cutie.

Nyx: I really don't have time to take a break and go for a picnic. Like I
said, there's far too much work here that needs to be done. I'll talk to you
later, Soleil.
(Nyx leaves)

Soleil: Wait, Mom! Please, don't go!
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Nyx B

Soleil: Strong hands running through pure, golden feed... With a quick flick
of the wrist, she scatters the food deftly on the ground... Sweet, fluffy
critters line up just to bask in her presence... Heehee...

Nyx: Soleil, please, give it a rest. I can't get any chores done with all
your mumbling.

Soleil: I can't help it! What am I supposed to do? You're the one who decided
to do your chores in such an adorable way! If you don't want me to be
distracting, then quit being so cute already!

Nyx: That's enough. You're starting to make me irritated.

Soleil: Aww, you're even cuter when you get really angry at me!

Nyx: You're just like your father, Soleil. Now please, stand aside. I need to
keep working.

Soleil: But you've been at it all morning! Can't you take a break? I got this
wonderful blanket from the fair the other day. We should go have a picnic! It
would be such a cute, idyllic scene, don't you think?

Nyx: There's too much to do. If I don't get back to it, I'll be working 'til
sundown.

Soleil: Wait, you do this every day?

Nyx: Of course.

Soleil: Wow, I had no idea...

Nyx: I have to check in on the horses. Please, stand aside.

Soleil: Wait a second. Can't I help? There must be some way to make myself
useful.

Nyx: Well, I suppose I could use a hand. Can you slice up those carrots over
there? The horses love to eat them.

Soleil: Leave it to me! Oh my gosh, has anyone ever looked cuter than us
right now? This is so much fun, heehee!

Nyx: *sigh* Can't you stop?
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Nyx A

Nyx: Now to start organizing the new shipment of supplies.

Soleil: Moooom! There you are! Hi!

Nyx: I don't have time to deal with your silliness today, Soleil.

Soleil: I didn't come here to harp on how cute you look counting these sacks
of rice. I mean, it is delightful. Heehee... Sorry, I got distracted. I came
here to tell you something important. I've learned so much by watching you
work the last few days... I feel like I appreciate all your efforts more than
ever. I had no idea how much work it takes to get everything done around
here. It's very impressive.

Nyx: Heehee, I never expected to hear that out of you.

Soleil: You've inspired me to make a big decision. I'm going to be just like
you! After all, you're my mom! I can't sit here and let you do all the chores
by yourself.

Nyx: That's a very sweet thought. But you don't need to worry about it. I can
handle this on my own.

Soleil: It's super cute when you act really selfless. But I want to pitch in!
Can't I do something?

Nyx: Hmm, well I suppose...

Soleil: Really? That's so exciting! Thanks, Mom. I promise I'll work super
hard! You can count on me.

Nyx: I'm sure that I can. But I have one request. You need to stop
complimenting me so much.

Soleil: Hahaha! You're so silly. That's impossible. We're a total dream team!
Watch out, world! These two cuties are gonna knock out some chores!

Nyx: *sigh* Please, stop...
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F6. Selena C

Soleil: Hiya, Mom! What are you getting up to today? Sharpening some blades?

Selena: Yes, Soleil. I have to make sure these swords are ready for the
battlefield.

Soleil: Wow, that's so interesting...

Selena: Why are you staring at me? Do I have something stuck in my teeth?

Soleil: Shh, be quiet. I need to take in this moment so I can remember it
forever. My perfect mother, standing with a blade glimmering brightly in the
sun... Her hair swaying gently in the breeze while she takes a stone to the
iron... Heehee! This is just too adorable!! What a cute scene!

Selena: What in the hell are you talking about? How dare you tease me!

Soleil: I'd never tease you, Mom! Seriously! You're always so humble about
everything. I never knew how much elegance and grace was required for
maintaining weapons. I can't handle it! Everything is so crazy adorable with
you! We have to run into town and grab some tea together. I need to know how
you became such a world-class cutie.

Selena: I don't have any time for that. Now please, I have to go.
(Selena leaves)

Soleil: Wait, Mom! Please, don't go!
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Selena B

Soleil: Strong hands running through pure, golden feed... With a quick flick
of the wrist, she scatters the food deftly on the ground... Sweet, fluffy
critters line up just to bask in her presence... Heehee...

Selena: Ugh, stop annoying me, Soleil! How am I supposed to get anything done
with you distracting me all the time?

Soleil: I can't help it! What am I supposed to do? You're the one who decided
to do your chores in such an adorable way! If you don't want me to distract
you, then quit being so cute already!

Selena: Didn't I already tell you to cut that out? I'm starting to get really
angry!

Soleil: Aww, you're even cuter when you get really mad at me!

Selena: Did you hear anything that I just said? *sigh* You're just like your
father... Now get out of my way. I still have a ton of work to do.

Soleil: Really? But you've been working all morning. Can't you take a break?
I got this wonderful blanket from the fair the other day. We should go have a
picnic! It would be such a cute, idyllic scene, don't you think?

Selena: I still have a mountain of work left to do. If I slack off, I'll be
working 'til sundown.

Soleil: Do you work this hard every single day?

Selena: Of course. Everyone does around here.

Soleil: Oh, I had no idea...

Selena: Well now you do. Excuse me, Soleil.

Soleil: Wait a minute. Can't I help? There must be some way to make myself
useful.

Selena: You really want to help? I suppose that you could slice up that pile
of carrots. The horses just love them.

Soleil: Leave it to me! Oh my gosh, has anyone ever looked cuter than us
right now? This is so much fun, heehee!

Selena: Ugh! You're driving me crazy!
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Selena A

Selena: Time to sort through these new supplies...

Soleil: Moooom! There you are! Hi!

Selena: I'm really busy, Soleil. Please take your strange nonsense elsewhere.

Soleil: I didn't come here to harp on how cute you look counting these sacks
of rice. I mean, it is delightful. Heehee... Sorry, I got distracted. I came
here to tell you something important. I've learned so much by watching you
work the last few days... I feel like I appreciate all your efforts more than
ever. I had no idea how much work it takes to get everything done around
here. It's very impressive.

Selena: Huh, is that right?

Soleil: You've inspired me to make a big decision. I'm going to be just like
you! After all, you're my mom! I can't sit here and let you do all the chores
by yourself.

Selena: I appreciate the offer. But don't worry about it. I can handle this
work on my own.

Soleil: It's really cute to watch you be so selfless. But I really want to
pitch in! Can't I do something?

Selena: Fine, if you insist, I'll let you help out.

Soleil: Sweet! I'll work real hard! You can count on me!

Selena: Just promise that you won't keep trying to compliment me the whole
time, OK?

Soleil: Hahaha! You're so silly. That's impossible. We're a total dream team!
Watch out, world! These two cuties are gonna knock out some chores!

Selena: You are ridiculous...
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F6. Beruka C

Soleil: Hiya, Mom! What are you getting up to today? Sharpening some blades?

Beruka: Oh, Soleil. Yes, I have to keep each sword quite sharp. Otherwise,
they're no good in battle.

Soleil: Wow, that's so interesting...

Beruka: What do you want? Stop staring at me.

Soleil: Shh, be quiet. I need to take in this moment so I can remember it
forever. My perfect mother, standing with a blade glimmering brightly in the
sun... Her hair swaying gently in the breeze while she takes a stone to the
iron... Heehee! This is just too adorable!! What a cute scene!

Beruka: What are you talking about? You shouldn't tease people.

Soleil: I'd never tease you, Mom! Seriously! You're always so humble about
everything. I never knew how much elegance and grace was required for
maintaining weapons. I can't handle it! Everything is so crazy adorable with
you! We have to run into town and grab some tea together. I need to know how
you became such a world-class cutie.

Beruka: I don't have time for that. Now you'll have to excuse me...
(Beruka leaves)

Soleil: Wait, Mom! Please, don't go!
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Beruka B

Soleil: Strong hands running through pure, golden feed... With a quick flick
of the wrist, she scatters the food deftly on the ground... Sweet, fluffy
critters line up just to bask in her presence... Heehee...

Beruka: Knock it off right now, Soleil. I can't get anything done with you
following me everywhere.

Soleil: I can't help it! What am I supposed to do? You're the one who decided
to do your chores in such an adorable way! If you don't want me to distract
you, then quit being so cute already!

Beruka: Soleil, if you're trying to make me mad, it's working.

Soleil: Aww, you're even cuter when you get really angry at me!

Beruka: You're so much like your father. It drives me insane. Now move aside.
I have to keep working.

Soleil: Really? But you've been working all morning. Can't you take a break?
I got this wonderful blanket from the fair the other day. We should go have a
picnic! It would be such a cute, idyllic scene, don't you think?

Beruka: If I take a break now, I'll be laboring 'til sundown.

Soleil: Do you do this much every single day?

Beruka: Of course. Everyone does. This is normal.

Soleil: Oh, I had no idea...

Beruka: Now go away, Soleil.

Soleil: Wait a minute. Can't I help? There must be some way to make myself
useful.

Beruka: Hmm, I would appreciate the help. Here, slice up these carrots. The
horses love them.

Soleil: Leave it to me! Oh my gosh, has anyone ever looked cuter than us
right now? This is so much fun, heehee!

Beruka: I don't understand you at all...
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Beruka A

Beruka: I suppose I should sort through these rations now...

Soleil: Moooom! There you are! Hi!

Beruka: I'm very busy, Soleil. I don't have time to play your stupid games.

Soleil: I didn't come here to harp on how cute you look counting these sacks
of rice. I mean, it's delightful. Heehee... Sorry, I got distracted. I came
here to tell you something important. I've learned so much by watching you
work the last few days... I feel like I appreciate all your efforts more than
ever. I had no idea how much work it takes to get everything done around
here. It's very impressive.

Beruka: Heehee... Well thank you.

Soleil: You've inspired me to make a big decision. I'm going to be just like
you! After all, you're my mom! I can't sit here and let you do all the chores
by yourself.

Beruka: That's sweet of you to offer. But don't worry. This is just part of
my daily routine.

Soleil: It's really cute to watch you be so selfless. But I really want to
pitch in! Can't I do something?

Beruka: *sigh* I suppose.

Soleil: Really?! That's so exciting! Thanks, Mom. I promise I'll work super
hard! You can count on me.

Beruka: But I don't want to hear any flattery coming out of you. Understand?

Soleil: Hahaha! You're so silly. That's impossible. We're a total dream team!
Watch out, world! These two cuties are gonna knock out some chores!

Beruka: I don't understand you at all.
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F6. Peri C

Soleil: Hey, Mom! What are you getting up to today? Sharpening blades?

Peri: Oh, hi, Soleil! Yeah, I have to make sure every sword is razor sharp.
Otherwise they're no good in a fight.

Soleil: Wow, that's so interesting...

Peri: Umm, is something wrong? Why are you staring at me like that?

Soleil: Shh, be quiet. I need to take in this moment so I can remember it
forever. My perfect mother, standing with a blade glimmering brightly in the
sun... Her hair swaying gently in the breeze while she takes the stone to the
iron... Heehee! This is just too adorable!! What a cute scene!

Peri: Hahaha, oh, knock it off already! You're a silly girl, Soleil. It's not
nice to tease your mother.

Soleil: I'd never tease you, Mom! Seriously! You're always so humble about
everything. I never knew how much elegance and grace was required to properly
maintain weapons. I can't handle it! Everything is so crazy adorable with
you! We have to run into town and grab some tea together. I need to know how
you became such a world-class cutie.

Peri: No can do. I've still got a boatload of work to do around here. We'll
have to hang out another time, OK?
(Peri leaves)

Soleil: Wait a minute, Mom! Don't go!
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Peri B

Soleil: Strong hands running through pure, golden feed... With a quick flick
of the wrist, she scatters the food deftly on the ground... Sweet, fluffy
critters line up just to bask in her presence... Heehee...

Peri: All this yakking is making it hard to do my chores, Soleil. You're
really starting to annoy me.

Soleil: I can't help it! What am I supposed to do? You're the one who decided
to do your chores in such an adorable way! If you don't want me to be
distracted, then quit being so cute already!

Peri: I told you to knock it off! Are you trying to get on my nerves? Because
it's working.

Soleil: Aww, you're even cuter when you get really angry at me!

Peri: Stop! Why do you have to take after that father of yours? Can you
please get out of my way? I've got so much to do!

Soleil: But you've been at it all morning! Can't you take a break? I got this
wonderful blanket from the fair the other day. We should go have a picnic! It
would be such a cute, idyllic scene, don't you think?

Peri: If I slow my pace, I'll be doing chores until the break of dawn.

Soleil: Wait, you do all this every day?

Peri: Of course. Everyone around here does.

Soleil: Wow, I had no idea.

Peri: I'd better check in on the horses...

Soleil: Wait a second. Can't I help? There must be some way to make myself
useful.

Peri: Are you serious? Well, I guess you can cut up that pile of carrots. The
horses go crazy for them.

Soleil: Leave it to me! Oh my gosh, has anyone ever looked cuter than us
right now? This is so much fun, heehee!

Peri: Don't you ever let up?
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Peri A

Peri: I'd better get going. These supplies aren't going to count themselves.

Soleil: Moooom! There you are! Hi!

Peri: I've got a whole lot to do, Soleil. I don't have time to listen to your
silliness.

Soleil: I didn't come here to harp on how cute you look counting these sacks
of rice. I mean, it is delightful. Heehee... Sorry, I got distracted. I came
here to tell you something important. I've learned so much by watching you
work the last few days... I feel like I appreciate all your efforts more than
ever. I had no idea how much work it takes to get everything done around
here. It's very impressive.

Peri: Heehee, I never expected to hear you say that, Soleil. But don't worry
about me. I can handle it. Thank you for the offer though.

Soleil: It's super cute when you act really selfless, but I want to pitch in!
Can't I do something?

Peri: Well, I guess I can probably find a chore for you to do.

Soleil: Really? That's so exciting! Thanks, Mom. I promise I'll work super
hard! You can count on me.

Peri: There's just one thing. I don't want to hear more of your weird
compliments. I can't deal with any more distractions.

Soleil: Hahaha! You're so silly. That's impossible. We're a total dream team!
Watch out, world! These two cuties are gonna knock out some chores!

Peri: *sigh* You're a strange girl, Soleil...
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F6. Charlotte C

Soleil: Hi, Mom! What are you getting up to today? Sharpening blades?

Charlotte: That's right, sweetie. I've been repairing some of these worn-down
swords. They have to be nice and sharp if you want them to be any good on the
battlefield.

Soleil: Wow, that's so interesting...

Charlotte: What is it? You're staring awfully hard. Spit it out already!

Soleil: Shh, be quiet. I need to take in this moment so I can remember it
forever. My perfect mother, standing with a blade glimmering brightly in the
sun... Her hair swaying gently in the breeze while she takes the stone to the
iron... Heehee! This is just too adorable!! What a cute scene!

Charlotte: Huh? What are you talking about? Don't you dare tease me like
that. I'm your mother!

Soleil: I'd never tease you, Mom! Seriously! You're always so humble about
everything. I never knew how much elegance and grace was required for
maintaining weapons. I can't handle it! Everything is so crazy adorable with
you! We have to run into town and grab some tea together. I need to know how
you became such a world-class cutie.

Charlotte: Are you nuts?! I don't have the time to go on a picnic. I told
you, there's a bunch of work around here that I still need to do. Get out of
the way, Soleil!
(Charlotte leaves)

Soleil: Hey, wait! Don't go, Mom!
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Charlotte B

Soleil: Strong hands running through pure, golden feed... With a quick flick
of the wrist, she scatters the food deftly on the ground... Sweet, fluffy
critters line up just to bask in her presence... Heehee...

Charlotte: Good gawds, are you trying to annoy the life out of me? How am I
supposed to get anything done when you're just mumbling away nonstop! Knock
it off, Soleil!

Soleil: I can't help it! What am I supposed to do? You're the one who decided
to do your chores in such an adorable way! If you don't want me to be
distracting, then quit being so cute already!

Charlotte: I'm only going to say this one more time... KNOCK IT OFF! Do you
really want to see me get mad? Do you?!

Soleil: Aww, you're even cuter when you get really angry at me!

Charlotte: *sigh* Why do you and your father have to be so much alike? Now
hurry up and get out of the way! These chores aren't going to do themselves.

Soleil: But you've been working all morning! Can't you take a break? I got
this wonderful blanket from the fair the other day. We should go have a
picnic! It would be such a cute, idyllic scene, don't you think?

Charlotte: If I take a break now, I'll be working until far after sundown.

Soleil: Do you labor like this every day?

Charlotte: Of course! This is my normal workload.

Soleil: Wow, I had no idea.

Charlotte: I have to see to the horses, Soleil. Please, stand aside.

Soleil: Wait a minute. Can't I help? There must be some way to make myself
useful.

Charlotte: Fine. You see that pile of carrots there? Go ahead and chop them
up. The horses go absolutely wild for them.

Soleil: Leave it to me! Oh my gosh, has anyone ever looked cuter than us
right now? This is so much fun, heehee!

Charlotte: Put a cork in it, Soleil!
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Charlotte A

Charlotte: I should start organizing this new batch of supplies...

Soleil: Moooom! There you are! Hi!

Charlotte: Soleil, I don't have time for your nonsense.

Soleil: I didn't come here to harp on how cute you look counting these sacks
of rice. I mean, it's delightful. Heehee... Sorry, I got distracted. I came
here to tell you something important. I've learned so much by watching you
work the last few days... I feel like I appreciate all your efforts more than
ever. I had no idea how much work it takes to get everything done around
here. It's very impressive.

Charlotte: I'm surprised that you noticed.

Soleil: You've inspired me to make a big decision. I'm going to be just like
you! After all, you're my mom! I can't sit here and let you do all the chores
by yourself.

Charlotte: Heh, it's funny to watch you pretend to be a good girl all of a
sudden. You don't need to worry about me. I can handle this on my own.

Soleil: It's super cute when you act really selfless. But I want to pitch in!
Can't I do something?

Charlotte: Fine, if you insist. I suppose I can find something for you to do.

Soleil: Really?! That's so exciting! Thanks, Mom. I promise I'll work super
hard! You can count on me.

Charlotte: But you have to promise me one thing. Quit trying to compliment
and flatter me all the time. It's getting really irritating.

Soleil: Hahaha! You're so silly. That's impossible. We're a total dream team!
Watch out, world! These two cuties are gonna knock out some chores!

Charlotte: *sigh* Let's get to work already.
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Ignatius^

F7. Benny C

Benny: Hi.

Ignatius: Hm? Hi.

Benny: So.

Ignatius: So...?

Benny: I mean...

Ignatius: Yeah?

Benny: ... How're things?

Ignatius: Oh... I'm fine.

Benny: Good.

Ignatius: Yeah.

Benny: ... Nothing bothering you?

Ignatius: Well...

Benny: Yeah?

Ignatius: If I had to pick something... It'd be that I never know what to say
to you when it's just us two.

Benny: Oh. Right. Same.

Ignatius: Yeah...

Benny: ... So everything's OK?

Ignatius: It's fine. I'm fine.
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Benny B

Benny: Ignatius. See that rock over there? Try and lift it for me.

Ignatius: This one? Looks easy enough. *nff* G-gyaaaaaaah! B-b-bugs! They're
everywhere! Get them away!

Benny: *sigh*

Ignatius: F-Father! That was a dirty trick! Why would you do that?!

Benny: I wanted to see if you're still such a coward as to faint at the sight
of a few beetles.

Ignatius: ... I can't deny it now, can I? Even hearing the word "beetles"-
ughhh- it makes my skin crawl.

Benny: That worries me. I'm afraid if you're this fragile, you won't have the
stomach for battle. I don't want to lose you, Son.

Ignatius: Hmm...? Father... Who's that pale woman standing behind you? I've
never seen her before...

Benny: Gaaaah! I-is it a g-g-ghost?! Huh? I don't see anyone.

Ignatius: *sigh*

Benny: Hey... you tricked me!

Ignatius: I was making a point, Father. Cowardice runs in our family.

Benny: ... I can't deny it now, can I? I'm sorry your dad sets such a pitiful
example for you.

Ignatius: I don't mind. I wouldn't have anyone else for a father.

Benny: You mean that?

Ignatius: Yeah.

Benny: You... don't wish you were someone else's son...? I'm going for a walk
in the woods. Don't follow me.

Ignatius: Um, are you... going off to cry?

Benny: Of-*sniff*-of course not. I just like being alone with nature.

Ignatius: Heh... Have a nice walk, Father.
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Benny A

Benny: Ignatius. Can we talk? I'm still worried about you. You inherited your
dad's cowardice...

Ignatius: I know. We're both cowards, when you get right down to it.

Benny: My fear is that this cruel world is no place for a fragile boy like
you.

Ignatius: Really? I'm not worried about that at all.

Benny: You seem pretty sure about that.

Ignatius: I am. Why, you've survived in this cruel world without much
trouble, haven't you?

Benny: Hmm...

Ignatius: So I'll follow your lead there too. You're living proof that even
cowards like us can make our way in the world. Not to say I'll never feel
stress or fear, of course. But when the world is too much for me, I have this
to hold on to to get me through.

Benny: That's a nice-looking charm. Where'd you get that?

Ignatius: You made it for me, Father. When I was just a kid. I've held on to
it ever since. It gives me courage when I'm afraid.

Benny: That must have been many years ago for you. And you've taken such good
care of it all this time...

Ignatius: So even when you were far away, you were there for me when I needed
it.

Benny: I, um. I need to take a nature hike. Where's the nearest woods from
here?

Ignatius: Heh... Are you crying again?

Benny: I-*sniff*-can't cry in front of my son. So be a good boy, Ignatius,
and turn around for a minute.
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F7. Azura C

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I was wondering if you could help me with
something...

Azura: Oh, hello, Ignatius. What is it you need?

Ignatius: You know... now that I'm here it seems a little silly. Forget about
it. I can take care of it.

Azura: Heehee. Don't tell me you saw a spider again. Or a worm, maybe?

Ignatius: It was a spider riding a worm. If it had just been a spider OR a
worm, I could have handled it-I swear!

Azura: It's OK, Ignatius. We all have our phobias. Do you want me to take
care of it?

Ignatius: Yes, but... please do NOT squish them. Just take them somewhere
far, far away. This will be the last time-I promise.

Azura: I'm sure it will. But just in case it isn't, I'll always have time to
help my son.

Ignatius: I know. I really am working up the courage to handle my own bugs,
you know?

Azura: You'll get there someday. But until that day comes... you can come to
me anytime to stomp on those scary bugs for you.

Ignatius: No, I said DON'T squish them! I don't want bug guts on my things!
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Azura B

Ignatius: Good day, Mother. Do you have a moment?

Azura: Always. What's wrong, Ignatius? Is something crawling around in your
tent again?

Ignatius: No! I told you, I'm going to deal with my own bugs from now on.
Why, just the other day a ladybug landed on my forearm... And, through
gritted teeth, I was able to gently brush it away.

Azura: That's wonderful! But if it's not an insect problem, then what's
troubling you?

Ignatius: Well, it is about my tent. There's something wrong with it.

Azura: Oh dear, it's not leaky, is it? I'd hate for you to catch a chill.

Ignatius: No, the fabric is intact. It's just... I believe my tent is
haunted. As I was drifting off to sleep, I was sure I could see a face
staring at me!

Azura: Heehee... A face, you say? You're sure it wasn't a friendly
caterpillar?

Ignatius: MOTHER! That's not funny.

Azura: My apologies, Ignatius. Do you think it's an evil spirit? Shall we
drive it out?

Ignatius: I mean, I don't believe in evil spirits. I know they don't exist,
but... What if they do?

Azura: Even if they do... I'd say you're a strong enough boy to make them
think twice about haunting you.

Ignatius: I'm sorry. You're right. I shouldn't be afraid. I wish I wasn't so
cowardly about these things.

Azura: Oh, Ignatius... Having a phobia doesn't make you a coward. No coward
could do the things I've seen you do in battle.

Ignatius: Really? You mean that?

Azura: Absolutely. Never mind the ghosts and spiders-you're brave when it
counts.

Ignatius: Heh. Well, thank you, Mother.

Azura: Speaking of bravery... Do you still keep those stuffed animals in your
tent?

Ignatius: Yes, what of it?

Azura: Because it occurs to me there might be another explanation for a face
in the night.

Ignatius: Oh. OH! Never mind.
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Azura A

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I have something for you.

Azura: What a lovely charm. Is this one of the ones you made?

Ignatius: Yes. It's meant to bring you good luck.

Azura: I'll keep it with me always. What brought this on, if I might ask?

Ignatius: It's just... I don't want you to die.

Azura: Ignatius...

Ignatius: I know I shouldn't worry about it, but... I get scared every time
you fight. If something were to happen to you...

Azura: I understand your concern. I fear for my own life sometimes, too. But
I'm surrounded by so many people who support me that it all turns out OK.

Ignatius: Yes, and I know they'd never let anything happen to you. But I
still worry. You're the only person who accepts me just the way I am. I... I
just can't stand the thought of losing you.

Azura: Are you sure about that, Ignatius? I wonder if you aren't assuming
people will be as critical of you as you are. I think you'd find if you
opened up a bit more, they'd accept you with open arms.

Ignatius: You're right. Of course.

Azura: So you needn't be afraid of losing me. Even if the time comes for us
to say good-bye... there will be others who care for you.

Ignatius: I know. I'll try to be stronger. I'm sorry if I worried you.

Azura: I've been worrying about you since the day you were born, Ignatius.
It's what a mother does. You may as well apologize for the sun rising each
morning.

Ignatius: I see your point. Just... promise me you'll live a long, healthy
life, OK?

Azura: Anything for you, my love.
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F7. Felicia C

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I was wondering if you could help me with
something...

Felicia: Hi, Ignatius! I'll do my best. What is it?

Ignatius: You know... now that I'm here it seems a little silly. Forget about
it. I can take care of it.

Felicia: No, no, I can handle it! Is it some spider or worm? What are we
looking at?

Ignatius: It's a spider riding a worm. If it had just been a spider OR a
worm, I could have handled it-I swear!

Felicia: You don't have to justify yourself to me! I know you struggle with
these things. I can't count all the bugs I've had to squish since you were a
child.

Ignatius: Oh, gods... Please do NOT squish them. Just take them somewhere
far, far away. This will be the last time-I promise.

Felicia: I know, dear. But you shouldn't be ashamed of coming to your mother.
I love to help my son!

Ignatius: I know. I really am working up the courage to handle my own bugs,
you know?

Felicia: You'll get there, Ignatius! Someday. Shall we head for your tent to
squish those bugs?

Ignatius: No, I said DON'T squish them! I don't want bug guts on my things!
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Felicia B

Ignatius: Good day, Mother. Do you have a moment?

Felicia: Yes! Is everything OK? Uh-oh, did a bug get into your sleeping bag
again? I'll go fetch my broom!

Ignatius: No! I told you, I'm going to deal with my own bugs from now on.
Why, just the other day a ladybug landed on my forearm... And, through
gritted teeth, I was able to gently brush it away.

Felicia: You've come so far! But then what do you need me for?

Ignatius: Well, it is about my tent. There's something wrong with it.

Felicia: Is the clasp stuck? Sometimes you have to wiggle it a little when
that happens.

Ignatius: No, the clasp is fine. It's just... I believe my tent is haunted.
As I was drifting off to sleep, I was sure I could see a face staring at me!

Felicia: Heehee... Are you sure it was an evil spirit? Maybe it was a
friendly ghost!

Ignatius: MOTHER! That's not funny.

Felicia: I'm sorry, dear. I don't know what came over me. All right! Let's
waste no time sending that poltergeist packing!

Ignatius: I mean, I don't believe in evil spirits. I know they don't exist,
but... What if they do?

Felicia: Oh, I bet they'd be more scared of you than you are of them. You
know, I remember you being scared of this ever since you were small.

Ignatius: I'm sorry. I know it's a baseless fear. You must be disappointed to
have raised a coward.

Felicia: Oh, no, no! Don't apologize! I was about to say that I love seeing
some of the boy I knew before our time apart.

Ignatius: Really? You mean that?

Felicia: Absolutely! When you're older, you'll see what I'm talking about.
And even when you're older, you'll still be my cute little Ignatius.

Ignatius: Heh. Well, thank you, Mother.

Felicia: Hmm... whatever happened to those stuffed animals you used to love?
Do you still cuddle up with them at night?

Ignatius: Yes, what of it?

Felicia: I was thinking maybe if you saw a face in your tent, and it wasn't
yours, then...

Ignatius: Oh. OH! Never mind.
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Felicia A

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I have something for you.

Felicia: Did you make this, Ignatius? It's pretty!

Ignatius: I did. It's meant to bring you good luck.

Felicia: I'll be sure to keep it with me, then! What made you decide to craft
it now?

Ignatius: It's just... I don't want you to die.

Felicia: Awww...

Ignatius: I know I shouldn't worry about it, but... I get scared every time
you fight. If something were to happen to you... You're the only person who
accepts me just the way I am. I... I just can't stand the thought of losing
you.

Felicia: Oh no! Oh dear! Please don't look so sad, Ignatius! There are so
many people who love you just the way you are! Think about it. We're
surrounded by friends and family! You really think I'm the ONLY one who cares
about you? Far from it!

Ignatius: You're right. Of course.

Felicia: So don't be scared! Even if you lose me... You'll have everyone else
to pick up the slack!

Ignatius: I know. I'll try to be stronger. I'm sorry if I worried you.

Felicia: You didn't! That's what I'm saying, dear. I'm not worried if you
startle at spiders or flee from ghosts. It's what makes you you.

Ignatius: All right, I get it. Just promise me that you'll live a long,
healthy life, OK?

Felicia: I solemnly swear to keep working hard until I'm old and gray!
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F7. Mozu C

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I was wondering if you could help me with
something...

Mozu: Sure, honey. Whatcha need?

Ignatius: You know... now that I'm here it seems a little silly. Forget about
it. I can take care of it.

Mozu: Some old worm or spider find its way into your tent and give you the
heebie-jeebies?

Ignatius: It's a spider riding a worm. If it had just been a spider OR a
worm, I could have handled it-I swear!

Mozu: I don't mind taking care of it! I'm used to smooshing those little
critters by now.

Ignatius: Oh, gods... Please do NOT squish them. Just take them somewhere
far, far away. This will be the last time-I promise.

Mozu: Just like last time was the last time, right, honey? I'm your mother,
and you're my child, and I deal with the bugs for you. Any mother worth her
salt would do the same.

Ignatius: I know. I really am working up the courage to handle my own bugs,
you know?

Mozu: Heehee... I heard you the first time. Just point the way to your tent,
and we'll get that no-good critter smooshed.

Ignatius: No, I said DON'T squish them! I don't want bug guts on my things!
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Mozu B

Ignatius: Good day, Mother. Do you have a moment?

Mozu: I sure do. Is there a bee in your bonnet?

Ignatius: No! I told you, I'm going to deal with my own bugs from now on.
Why, just the other day a ladybug landed on my forearm... And, through
gritted teeth, I was able to gently brush it away.

Mozu: Then what can I help you with?

Ignatius: Well, it is about my tent. There's something wrong with it.

Mozu: Is it drafty? Sometimes mice will chew at the seams, you know.

Ignatius: No, the fabric is intact. It's just... I believe my tent is
haunted. As I was drifting off to sleep, I was sure I could see a face
staring at me!

Mozu: A face, huh? Was it a cute face? Maybe you got a secret admirer!

Ignatius: MOTHER! That's not funny.

Mozu: Well, if you want, I can come and help exorcise your ghoulfriend.

Ignatius: I mean, I don't believe in evil spirits. I know they don't exist,
but... What if they do?

Mozu: Heehee... It tickles me how you're not scared of anything but bugs and
ghosts. It's been the same ever since you were knee high.

Ignatius: I'm sorry. I know you'd never flinch at this. You must be
disappointed to have raised a coward.

Mozu: I don't see anything to be sorry about. A mother likes to see things
that remind her that her son is still her son.

Ignatius: Really? You mean that?

Mozu: I sure do! Someday you'll look at your own kids and feel the same way.
"That's my girl," you'll think, just like I look at you and think "that's my
boy."

Ignatius: Heh. Well, thank you, Mother.

Mozu: I remember how you used to cry to let go of your stuffed animals. You
still have those?

Ignatius: Yes, what of it?

Mozu: Nothing! Just struck me that if your tent is feeling crowded at
night...

Ignatius: Oh. OH! Never mind.
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Mozu A

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I have something for you.

Mozu: A gift? For me? Ooh, this looks handmade!

Ignatius: Yes. It's a charm, meant to bring you good luck.

Mozu: Thanks, honey! Seems a little out of the blue, though.

Ignatius: It's just... I don't want you to die.

Mozu: Oh...

Ignatius: I know I shouldn't worry about it, but... I get scared every time
you fight. If something were to happen to you...

Mozu: Oh, honey... You know I'd never let what happened to me happen to my
own child.

Ignatius: Yes, and I know you've become a formidable fighter. But I still
worry. You're the only person who accepts me just the way I am. I... I just
can't stand the thought of losing you.

Mozu: That's crazy talk! Don't you know how many other people around here are
wild about you? Am I really the only one who comes to mind when you think of
people who care for you? If I am, you've got a surprise in store!

Ignatius: You're right. Of course.

Mozu: So don't sweat it, honey. If the worst happens, and you lose me...
You'll come to find out you can make it through just fine. And it'll be
thanks to all the good folk around you, helping you pick up the pieces.

Ignatius: I know. I'll try to be stronger. I'm sorry if I worried you.

Mozu: Heehee... I've been your mother so long that it's just water off a
duck's back.

Ignatius: Very well... Just promise me that you'll live a long, healthy life,
OK?

Mozu: I'll do what I can!
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F7. Elise C

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I was wondering if you could help me with
something...

Elise: Sure! Whatcha got?

Ignatius: You know... now that I'm here it seems a little silly. Forget about
it. I can take care of it.

Elise: Is it a slithery, slimy worm? A creepy, crawly spider?!

Ignatius: It's a spider riding a worm. If it had just been a spider OR a
worm, I could have handled it-I swear!

Elise: Say no more! You just stay right here, and I'll have it squished in a
jiffy!

Ignatius: Oh, gods... please do NOT squish them. Just take them somewhere
far, far away. This will be the last time-I promise.

Elise: Aww, you sound so brave. Even though I can see your lips quivering...
You're my son! You can always ask me for help if the bugs get too close for
comfort.

Ignatius: I know. I really am working up the courage to handle my own bugs,
you know?

Elise: I'm sure you are, sweetie. Now why don't we go squish those awful
bugs, hmmm?

Ignatius: No, I said DON'T squish them! I don't want bug guts on my things!
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Elise B

Ignatius: Good day, Mother. Do you have a moment?

Elise: I have lots of moments! What's up? Did you feel all the teeny-tiny
legs of a bug on your skin again at night?

Ignatius: No! I told you, I'm going to deal with my own bugs from now on.
Why, just the other day a ladybug landed on my forearm... And, through
gritted teeth, I was able to gently brush it away.

Elise: Wow! Nice job! Hmm... I'm out of guesses, then!

Ignatius: Well, it is about my tent. There's something wrong with it.

Elise: Uh-oh. Is there a hole in it? Are you scared the bugs will get in that
way?

Ignatius: No, the fabric is intact. It's just... I believe my tent is
haunted. As I was drifting off to sleep, I was sure I could see a face
staring at me!

Elise: Pfffft... Was it sticking its tongue out at you?

Ignatius: MOTHER! That's not funny.

Elise: Heeheehee. It kind of was, though... OK! Wanna go bust that ghostie
together?

Ignatius: I mean, I don't believe in evil spirits. I know they don't exist,
but... What if they do?

Elise: Awww. I remember you saying the same things when you were really
little. You haven't changed a bit since then!

Ignatius: I'm sorry. It's embarrassing that I still need your help, of all
people's, to deal with this.

Elise: Embarrassing why? I like having a son who still needs me for stuff!
Even if it's silly!

Ignatius: Really? You mean that?

Elise: Yep! You'll see what I mean someday when you have kids of your own.
And I hope even when you do, you'll still be my li'l cutie pie!

Ignatius: Heh. Well, thank you, Mother.

Elise: Speaking of cutie pies, do you still sleep with your stuffed critters?

Ignatius: Yes, what of it?

Elise: Awwww! I always thought that one kitty had the cutest whiskers on its
face.

Ignatius: I never liked the look of that one's face, myself. It gave me
the... the creeps... oh. OH! Never mind.
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Elise A

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I have something for you.

Elise: Oooh! Did you make me one of your little charms?

Ignatius: Yes. It's meant to bring you good luck.

Elise: That's so sweet of you! Is there some special occasion?

Ignatius: It's just... I don't want you to die.

Elise: Awww, honey...
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Ignatius: I know I shouldn't worry about it, but... I get scared every time
you fight. If something were to happen to you...

Elise: Don't worry! I have good friends, a loving husband, and a sweet son
looking after me!

Ignatius: Yes, and we all do our best to look after one another. But I still
worry. You're the only person who accepts me just the way I am. I... I just
can't stand the thought of losing you.

Elise: Sweetie... you're looking at this all wrong. I know I won't always be
around to play with you. Nothing lasts forever. But there are so many people
for you to play with instead! If you get to know some of them better, it
won't feel so bad when I'm gone.

Ignatius: You're right. Of course.

Elise: So don't be so scared. Even when we're apart, you'll have lots of
friends!

Ignatius: I know. I'll try to be stronger. I'm sorry if I worried you.

Elise: I worry about you all the time, silly! You don't have to be sorry for
that. I worry you're not eating enough, I worry you'll get sick, I worry your
armor's dirty...

Ignatius: Mother! I get it. Just promise me that you'll live a long, healthy
life, OK?

Elise: Sure! I'm just getting started in life-I'm not going anywhere for a
long, long time!
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F7. Camilla C

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I was wondering if you could help me with
something...

Camilla: Dearest Ignatius. What is it you need from your mother?

Ignatius: You know... now that I'm here it seems a little silly. Forget about
it. I can take care of it.

Camilla: Oh, my child. You're not still letting a little spider or worm get
to you, are you?

Ignatius: It's a spider riding a worm. If it had just been a spider OR a
worm, I could have handled it-I swear!

Camilla: I worry about you sometimes. This is not the 1st time you've needed
me to squish a bug. It isn't even the 10th.

Ignatius: Oh, gods... Please do NOT squish them. Just take them somewhere
far, far away. This will be the last time-I promise.

Camilla: Oh, my child... You may put on a brave face for the rest of the
world. But I am your mother, and you will forever be my baby boy. I'll always
understand if you need to come to me for help.

Ignatius: I know. I really am working up the courage to handle my own bugs,
you know?

Camilla: I don't doubt it in the slightest. Now then, where are these insects
that need squishing?

Ignatius: No, I said DON'T squish them! I don't want bug guts on my things!
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Camilla B

Ignatius: Good day, Mother. Do you have a moment?

Camilla: For you, dearest? Always. What is it? Another bug to vanquish?

Ignatius: No! I told you, I'm going to deal with my own bugs from now on.
Why, just the other day a ladybug landed on my forearm... And, through
gritted teeth, I was able to gently brush it away.

Camilla: Well done, dearest! But if that's the case... What's on your mind?

Ignatius: Well, it is about my tent. There's something wrong with it.

Camilla: Was it torn in a training exercise? I warned those soldiers not to
get too close.

Ignatius: No, the fabric is intact. It's just... I believe my tent is
haunted. As I was drifting off to sleep, I was sure I could see a face
staring at me!

Camilla: Oh, my. I can see where that might be disturbing. Eyes that never
close... lips drawn in a tight line... nostrils flaring periodically...

Ignatius: MOTHER! That's not funny.

Camilla: Don't fret, dearest. I'll rid your tent of any evil spirit haunting
it.

Ignatius: I mean, I don't believe in evil spirits. I know they don't exist,
but... What if they do?

Camilla: Ha ha... You're just the scaredy-cat now that you were as a little
one.

Ignatius: I'm sorry. You've always been so imposing. You must be disappointed
to have raised a coward.

Camilla: I didn't mean it in a negative sense. Quite the contrary. Though
you've grown into a brave warrior, the flashes of your old self make me
smile.

Ignatius: Really? You mean that?

Camilla: Yes. Strange though it may seem, you'll understand once you're my
age. And even then, you'll still be an adorable baby boy in my eyes.

Ignatius: Heh. Well, thank you, Mother.

Camilla: Come to think of it, whatever happened to the stuffed animals you
kept? Do you have them still?

Ignatius: Yes, what of it?

Camilla: I was just reminiscing on their cute faces. Though I imagine in a
certain light, they may not seem as cute.

Ignatius: Oh. OH! Never mind.
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Camilla A

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I have something for you.

Camilla: Ah! This is one of those charms you make as a hobby?

Ignatius: Yes. It's meant to bring you good luck.

Camilla: It's a lovely gift, dearest. What's the occasion, if I might ask?

Ignatius: It's just... I don't want you to die.

Camilla: Oh, my child...

Ignatius: I know I shouldn't worry about it, but... I get scared every time
you fight. If something were to happen to you...

Camilla: My child... I wouldn't worry so much about that if I were you. Or
need I remind you how many battles your mother has seen?

Ignatius: Yes, and I know how tough you are. But I still worry. You're the
only person who accepts me just the way I am. I... I just can't stand the
thought of losing you.

Camilla: Dearest, you know that I care about you very much. But I am not so
unique in that regard as you might think. Breathe deeply, try to relax, and
think of all the people you know. At least some of them accept you as you
are, no? There are so many darling people here that I would be shocked if
none did...

Ignatius: You're right. Of course.

Camilla: So you needn't harbor these silly fears. Even when you and I say our
farewells, your life will be full of those who care for you.

Ignatius: I know. I'll try to be stronger. I'm sorry if I worried you.

Camilla: Ha ha... I'm accustomed to it by now, dearest. Shall I count the
ways in which I had to pick up after you when you were young?

Ignatius: Mother! I get it. Just promise me that you'll live a long, healthy
life, OK?

Camilla: Well... not so long that I grow bent and wrinkled, one hopes. But
yes, I promise that the two of us will spend many happy years together.
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F7. Effie C

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I was wondering if you could help me with
something...

Effie: Of course, Ignatius. What do you need?

Ignatius: You know... now that I'm here it seems a little silly. Forget about
it. I can take care of it.

Effie: You found another worm in your tent, right? Or is it a spider this
time?

Ignatius: It's a spider riding a worm. If it had just been a spider OR a
worm, I could have handled it-I swear!

Effie: Heehee! That's OK. That's what I'm here for. Do you want me to squish
them or save them?

Ignatius: Oh, gods... Please do NOT squish them. Just take them somewhere
far, far away. This will be the last time-I promise.

Effie: Yes, yes, of course. But just remember that you can always come to me
for help.

Ignatius: I know. I really am working up the courage to handle my own bugs,
you know?

Effie: I know. But I'll always be here to squish your bugs for you... Even
when you're an old man and I'm a wrinkly old lady!

Ignatius: No, I said DON'T squish them! I don't want bug guts on my things!
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Effie B

Ignatius: Good day, Mother. Do you have a moment?

Effie: For you? Of course. Another bug in your tent?

Ignatius: No! I told you, I'm going to deal with my own bugs from now on.
Why, just the other day a ladybug landed on my forearm... And, through
gritted teeth, I was able to gently brush it away.

Effie: That's great! But then... what can I help you with?

Ignatius: Well, it is about my tent. There's something wrong with it.

Effie: Oh? Does it need repairing? I'm not sure I'm the best person to help
with that...

Ignatius: No, the fabric is intact. It's just... I believe my tent is
haunted. As I was drifting off to sleep, I was sure I could see a face
staring at me!

Effie: Aww, I'm sure there's a perfectly reasonable explanation. It was
probably just an evil spirit.

Ignatius: MOTHER! That's not funny.

Effie: Heehee! Oh, I'm sorry. I couldn't resist. Don't worry, I'll take care
of it for you.

Ignatius: I mean, I don't believe in evil spirits. I know they don't exist,
but... What if they do?

Effie: Well, if evil spirits exist, I doubt they're strong enough to take me
on. It's so funny... you haven't changed at all since you were a child.

Ignatius: I'm sorry. You've always been so tough. You must be disappointed to
have raised a coward.

Effie: Don't be ridiculous! You're the most noble and brave and wonderful
child a mother could hope for.

Ignatius: Really? You mean that?

Effie: Yes. You're just brave in a... nontraditional way. I've seen it.

Ignatius: Heh. Well, thank you, Mother.

Effie: Of course. Now, before I go investigate this evil spirit, I have one
question. Do you still sleep with your stuffed animals at night?

Ignatius: Yes, what of it?

Effie: Well... how certain are you that it wasn't one of their faces you saw?

Ignatius: Oh. OH! Never mind.
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Effie A

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I have something for you.

Effie: Oh, it's beautiful. Thank you! Did you make it yourself?

Ignatius: Yes. It's meant to bring you good luck.

Effie: Well, thank you again. To what do I owe this random act of kindness?

Ignatius: It's just... I don't want you to die.

Effie: Oh. Ignatius...

Ignatius: I know I shouldn't worry about it, but... I get scared every time
you fight. If something were to happen to you...

Effie: You've seen me train, right?

Ignatius: Yes, and I know how tough you are. But I still worry. You're the
only person who accepts me just the way I am. I... I just can't stand the
thought of losing you.

Effie: Well, thank you. It means a lot to me that you care so much. But we
both know that I'm not the only one who loves you the way you are. What about
your father? He loves you just as much as I do. And any of your friends in
this army would sacrifice themselves for you.

Ignatius: You're right. Of course.

Effie: So please, try not to dwell on such morbid thoughts. None of us will
live forever... That's simply the way of this world. All we can do is train
as hard as we can to be the strongest we can be.

Ignatius: I know. I'll try to be stronger. I'm sorry if I worried you.

Effie: No, it's OK. Please don't worry about me. Let me give you a little
tip. It's something that's helped me over the years. Just use your fear as
motivation! Anytime you worry about something, go train! Anytime you get sad,
go train! Anytime you find a spider in your tent, go train! Anytime-

Ignatius: Mother! I get it. Just promise me that you'll live a long, healthy
life, OK?

Effie: Of course, honey. I promise.
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F7. Nyx C

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I was wondering if you could help me with
something...

Nyx: I'll try. What is it you need?

Ignatius: You know... now that I'm here it seems a little silly. Forget about
it. I can take care of it.

Nyx: Ah. A worm in your tent? Or is this one a spider menacing you?

Ignatius: It's a spider riding a worm. If it had just been a spider OR a
worm, I could have handled it-I swear!

Nyx: Your history of crying to me when you spot an insect suggests otherwise.
Where are these insects you want me to squish?

Ignatius: Oh, gods... Please do NOT squish them. Just take them somewhere
far, far away. This will be the last time-I promise.

Nyx: Indeed? That is good news. But, child, I am your mother. You can always
turn to me in times of need.

Ignatius: I know. I really am working up the courage to handle my own bugs,
you know?

Nyx: Of course, child. But the question remains: Where are these bugs I must
kill for you?

Ignatius: No, I said DON'T squish them! I don't want bug guts on my things!
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Nyx B

Ignatius: Good day, Mother. Do you have a moment?

Nyx: Yes, I am unoccupied. What is it? That look on your face suggests
another insect has wriggled into your tent.

Ignatius: No! I told you, I'm going to deal with my own bugs from now on.
Why, just the other day a ladybug landed on my forearm... And, through
gritted teeth, I was able to gently brush it away.

Nyx: Truly, you've come a long way. Well then, what is the matter?

Ignatius: Well, it is about my tent. There's something wrong with it.

Nyx: Oh? Is it in need of repair? The army has people for that, I believe.

Ignatius: No, the fabric is intact. It's just... I believe my tent is
haunted. As I was drifting off to sleep, I was sure I could see a face
staring at me!

Nyx: Very interesting... Come with me. I'll get out my tomes, and we can
attempt to distinguish it.

Ignatius: MOTHER! That's not funny.

Nyx: It was not meant to be. Identifying the specter is the first step in any
exorcism.

Ignatius: I mean, I don't believe in evil spirits. I know they don't exist,
but... What if they do?

Nyx: Ha ha ha... "If" they do? Your naiveté is always so touching.

Ignatius: I'm sorry. This isn't half as bad as some things you've seen. You
must be disappointed to have raised a coward.

Nyx: Sulking doesn't become you, child. I am not disappointed, but rather
amused. Some children grow mentally but never physically, while others, it
seems... It interests me to see what parts of you haven't changed over the
years.

Ignatius: Really? You mean that?

Nyx: Yes. It will become clear to you with time. But whether you change or
not, you will always remain my child.

Ignatius: Heh. Well, thank you, Mother.

Nyx: I am suddenly reminded to ask... Do you still sleep as you did when
young, with a stuffed animal tucked in one arm?

Ignatius: Yes, what of it?

Nyx: It was charming then and remains so now. But I wonder if their close
proximity might explain a certain problem you have...

Ignatius: Oh. OH! Never mind.
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Nyx A

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I have something for you.

Nyx: This is handmade, yes? One of the charms you craft on occasion.

Ignatius: Yes. It's meant to bring you good luck.

Nyx: Thank you, child. But tell me... what caused you to believe I need good
luck now?

Ignatius: It's just... I don't want you to die.

Nyx: Ignatius...

Ignatius: I know I shouldn't worry about it, but... I get scared every time
you fight. If something were to happen to you...

Nyx: Things happen as they will. It is useless to be frightened of what may
be.

Ignatius: Yes, and I know that, or I ought to. But I still worry. You're the
only person who accepts me just the way I am. I... I just can't stand the
thought of losing you.

Nyx: Oh, child. It is touching that you would care for me so much. But we
cannot remain together for eternity.

Ignatius: You're right. Of course.

Nyx: Still, you need not be frightened. There are many others besides me who
will warmly accept you as you are. Perhaps even more warmly than I...

Ignatius: I know. I'll try to be stronger. I'm sorry if I worried you.

Nyx: You didn't. Or rather, no more so than usual. Worrying is part and
parcel of motherhood.

Ignatius: Mother... Just promise me that you'll live a long, healthy life,
OK?

Nyx: Ha ha... Of that you may be sure.
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F7. Selena C

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I was wondering if you could help me with
something...

Selena: What do you need this time?

Ignatius: You know... now that I'm here it seems a little silly. Forget about
it. I can take care of it.

Selena: Some stupid bug, right? A worm or a spider or whatever.

Ignatius: It's a spider riding a worm. If it had just been a spider OR a
worm, I could have handled it, I swear!

Selena: Figures. You never come running unless it's a bug problem. You want I
should step on 'em or do the catch-and-release thing?

Ignatius: Oh, gods... please do NOT squish them. Just take them somewhere
far, far away. This will be the last time, I promise.

Selena: *snort* I'll believe THAT when I see it. But that's what I'm here
for. To do the silly little things you can't seem to do yourself.

Ignatius: I know. I really am working up the courage to handle my own bugs,
you know?

Selena: Gods, how many times have I heard that... Anyway, let's go squish a
bug!

Ignatius: No, I said DON'T squish them! I don't want bug guts on my things!
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Selena B

Ignatius: Good day, Mother. Do you have a moment?

Selena: I guess. What's the problem? Need an ally in the war against the
insect kingdom?

Ignatius: No! I told you, I'm going to deal with my own bugs from now on.
Why, just the other day a ladybug landed on my forearm... And, through
gritted teeth, I was able to gently brush it away.

Selena: So... what, then?

Ignatius: Well, it is about my tent. There's something wrong with it.

Selena: Did you pitch it inside out? I did that once, and it took me way too
long to figure out.

Ignatius: No, it is properly deployed. It's just... I believe my tent is
haunted. As I was drifting off to sleep, I was sure I could see a face
staring at me!

Selena: A face. Like, an actual face. Staring at you. From inside your tent?

Ignatius: MOTHER! I'm serious.

Selena: Yeah, I see that. And you want me to get rid of the ghost, right?

Ignatius: I mean, I don't believe in evil spirits. I know they don't exist,
but... What if they do?

Selena: Heehee. This is starting to sound familiar. You were easily spooked
as a little kid, and it looks like you still are today.

Ignatius: I'm sorry. I know this seems beneath you. You must be disappointed
to have raised a coward.

Selena: Well, you don't need to pout about it! What I MEANT is, it's nice to
see some things stay the same.

Ignatius: Really? You mean that?

Selena: Yeah. You get to my age, you start to appreciate the fixed things in
life. Hopefully, you being my cute li'l Iggy is one of those.

Ignatius: Heh. Well, thank you, Mother.

Selena: On a related subject-is your bed still full to bursting with stuffed
animals?

Ignatius: Yes, what of it?

Selena: Awww! I always loved those little guys. Though from the sounds of
it... you're not seeing eye to eye with them these days.

Ignatius: "Eye to eye"...? Oh. OH! Never mind.
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Selena A

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I have something for you.

Selena: Looks... handmade. One of your charms?

Ignatius: Yes. It's meant to bring you good luck.

Selena: A nice gesture. But why all of a sudden?

Ignatius: It's just... I don't want you to die.

Selena: Oh, kid.

Ignatius: I know I shouldn't worry about it, but... I get scared every time
you fight. If something were to happen to you...

Selena: Pretttty sure nothing will.

Ignatius: Yes, I know, but... I still worry. You're the only person who
accepts me just the way I am. I... I just can't stand the thought of losing
you.

Selena: Oh, don't make that face. I know for a fact I'm NOT the only one who
accepts you just like you are. Think about it for half a second! Doesn't
anyone come to mind? With all the softies around here, one of them is bound
to care about you.

Ignatius: You're right. Of course.

Selena: So enough with the puppy-dog eyes! Even if I'm gone someday, you'll
have other people looking out for you.

Ignatius: I know. I'll try to be stronger. I'm sorry if I worried you.

Selena: Kid, I got fed up with being fed up with worrying about you long,
long ago.

Ignatius: Ouch... very well. Just promise me that you'll live a long, healthy
life, OK?

Selena: Heh... Sure, why not?
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F7. Beruka C

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I was wondering if you could help me with
something...

Beruka: Name it.

Ignatius: You know... now that I'm here it seems a little silly. Forget about
it. I can take care of it.

Beruka: A worm, right? Or a spider. Either way, I'll eliminate the threat.

Ignatius: It's a spider riding a worm. If it had just been a spider OR a
worm, I could have handled it-I swear!

Beruka: Not in my experience. But leave the squishing to me. I'll make it
painless.

Ignatius: Oh, gods... Please do NOT squish them. Just take them somewhere
far, far away. This will be the last time-I promise.

Beruka: Heh. I know my son better than that. Just know you can always come to
me.

Ignatius: I know. I really am working up the courage to handle my own bugs,
you know?

Beruka: Good luck with that. Now, where's this bug I need to neutralize?

Ignatius: No, I said DON'T squish them! I don't want bug guts on my things!
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Beruka B

Ignatius: Good day, Mother. Do you have a moment?

Beruka: I do. Why? Ah... Another worm infiltrated your tent?

Ignatius: No! I told you, I'm going to deal with my own bugs from now on.
Why, just the other day a ladybug landed on my forearm... And, through
gritted teeth, I was able to gently brush it away.

Beruka: What, then?

Ignatius: Well, it is about my tent. There's something wrong with it.

Beruka: Does it stand out too much? I could give you some advice on blending
in.

Ignatius: There's nothing outwardly wrong. It's just... I believe my tent is
haunted. As I was drifting off to sleep, I was sure I could see a face
staring at me!

Beruka: Maybe it was the face of all the bugs I've eliminated for you. Karmic
justice.

Ignatius: MOTHER! That's not funny.

Beruka: Sorry. I'll get to the bottom of this.

Ignatius: I mean, I don't believe in evil spirits. I know they don't exist,
but... What if they do?

Beruka: Heh. If they threatened you, then I'd eliminate them. I've been
telling you since you were a kid. You don't need to worry with me around.

Ignatius: I'm sorry. You've always been so no-nonsense. You must be
disappointed to have raised a coward.

Beruka: Don't be sorry. It's weird, but... it's comforting to see how some
things never change.

Ignatius: Really? You mean that?

Beruka: Yes. Maybe you'll understand someday, and maybe you won't. Either
way, you're my kid. That's another thing that'll never change.

Ignatius: Heh. Well, thank you, Mother.

Beruka: Do you still keep those stuffed animals around? Has that changed?

Ignatius: I do. What of it?

Beruka: Heh. Next time you see a face, reach out for it. It might be softer
than you think.

Ignatius: Oh. OH! Never mind.
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Beruka A

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I have something for you.

Beruka: It's nice. You made this?

Ignatius: Yes. It's meant to bring you good luck.

Beruka: That could be helpful. But what makes you think I need luck?

Ignatius: It's just... I don't want you to die.

Beruka: Oh. Um.

Ignatius: I know I shouldn't worry about it, but... I get scared every time
you fight. If something were to happen to you...

Beruka: Unlikely.

Ignatius: Yes, I know you can handle yourself. But I still worry. You're the
only person who accepts me just the way I am. I... I just can't stand the
thought of losing you.

Beruka: I'm sorry, Ignatius. I wish I could promise I'll always be with you.
But I won't, so I can't.

Ignatius: You're right. Of course.

Beruka: But you'll be fine. When I'm gone, someone else who cares about you
will be there. There are more of them than you think.

Ignatius: I know. I'll try to be stronger. I'm sorry if I worried you.

Beruka: Don't be. I'm used to it. If anything, it's good to have something
worth worrying about.

Ignatius: Mother... Just promise me that you'll live a long, healthy life,
OK?

Beruka: That's a tough promise to keep. But for you? I swear.
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F7. Peri C

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I was wondering if you could help me with
something...

Peri: With what?

Ignatius: You know... now that I'm here it seems a little silly. Forget about
it. I can take care of it.

Peri: Some little critter crawled into your tent, right? A worm or spider or
something?

Ignatius: It's a spider riding a worm. If it had just been a spider OR a
worm, I could have handled it-I swear!

Peri: Don't worry, dear Ignatius. Smashing bugs is the kind of thing I excel
at.

Ignatius: Oh, gods... Please do NOT smash them. Just take them somewhere far,
far away. This will be the last time-I promise.

Peri: Mm-hm. You can try to act tough if that's what you want. But your
mother will always know you as her helpless baby boy. Whatever you need
smashed, whether it's enemy soldiers or spiders, just ask.

Ignatius: I know. I really am working up the courage to handle my own bugs,
you know?

Peri: Heehee... Suuuure you are. Until then, let's get exterminating!

Ignatius: No, I said DON'T smash them! I don't want bug guts on my things!
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Peri B

Ignatius: Good day, Mother. Do you have a moment?

Peri: Sure. Why, what's wrong? More bugs in the bedroll?

Ignatius: No! I told you, I'm going to deal with my own bugs from now on.
Why, just the other day a ladybug landed on my forearm... And, through
gritted teeth, I was able to gently brush it away.

Peri: OK. But I'm not hearing a problem.

Ignatius: Well, it is about my tent. There's something wrong with it.

Peri: What, does it need fixing? I've never been a great seamstress.

Ignatius: No, the fabric is intact. It's just... I believe my tent is
haunted. As I was drifting off to sleep, I was sure I could see a face
staring at me!

Peri: Heh heh... Just a regular face? Or were its eyes bulging and veins
popping and-

Ignatius: MOTHER! That's not funny.

Peri: All right, all right. We can go deal with the big, bad phantom
together.

Ignatius: I mean, I don't believe in evil spirits. I know they don't exist,
but... What if they do?

Peri: Heh heh. I've heard this before. The thought of spooks used to have you
quaking in your boots as a kid, too.

Ignatius: I'm sorry. I know you'd never let anything so trivial get to you.
You must be disappointed to have raised a coward.

Peri: Oh, don't go sulking. It's nice to see your kids grow up, but it's also
kinda nice to see them stay the same.

Ignatius: Really? You mean that?

Peri: Yep! You'll get it one day. Besides, you're not a coward. I'd be MUCH
more disappointed if you were.

Ignatius: Heh. Well, thank you, Mother.

Peri: Now I'm curious-do you still need those stuffed animals to get to
sleep?

Ignatius: Yes, what of it?

Peri: Hmph. You ought to get rid of them. They'd freak me out when I used to
check up on you at night.

Ignatius: Did they? I see... OH! I see. Never mind.
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Peri A

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I have something for you.

Peri: This is one of the charms you make for people, huh?

Ignatius: Yes. It's meant to bring you good luck.

Peri: That'll come in handy! Although... should I be worried?

Ignatius: It's just... I don't want you to die.

Peri: Oh, Iggy.

Ignatius: I know I shouldn't worry about it, but... I get scared every time
you fight. If something were to happen to you...

Peri: Hah! Not much happens to me. I'm usually what happens to the other guy.

Ignatius: Yes... I've seen the grisly aftermath. But I still worry. You're
the only person who accepts me just the way I am. I... I just can't stand the
thought of losing you.

Peri: Well... I appreciate the thought, but... my number's gonna come up
someday. So you should be prepared for the worst.

Ignatius: You're right. Of course.

Peri: But it's not all bad! Your dad cares about you, and so do all your
friends. I'm not the only one in the world who loves you for what you are. So
chin up!

Ignatius: I know. I'll try to be stronger. I'm sorry if I worried you.

Peri: Whatever. Worrying about you is old hat by now. What kind of mother
would I be if I didn't worry? A bad mother. A terrible, unloving-

Ignatius: Mother! I get it. Just promise me that you'll live a long, healthy
life, OK?

Peri: Long and healthy, huh? I can get behind that idea. It's a deal, Son!
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F7. Charlotte C

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I was wondering if you could help me with
something...

Charlotte: Such as?

Ignatius: You know... now that I'm here it seems a little silly. Forget about
it. I can take care of it.

Charlotte: You get an unwanted visitor in your tent? A worm? A spider? Level
with me.

Ignatius: It's a spider riding a worm. If it had just been a spider OR a
worm, I could have handled it-I swear!

Charlotte: Say no more, my boy. We'll have this worm-rider flattened in no
time.

Ignatius: Oh, gods... Please do NOT squish them. Just take them somewhere
far, far away. This will be the last time-I promise.

Charlotte: The tough-guy act might fool your friends, my boy, but never your
mother. Don't worry. You can always come crawling to me when things come
crawling to you.

Ignatius: I know. I really am working up the courage to handle my own bugs,
you know?

Charlotte: Teehee... If you say so. Now then, where'd I put that bug swatter?

Ignatius: No, I said DON'T squish them! I don't want bug guts on my things!
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Charlotte B

Ignatius: Good day, Mother. Do you have a moment?

Charlotte: I can spare a little time. Why? Is something... BUGGING you?

Ignatius: No! I told you, I'm going to deal with my own bugs from now on.
Why, just the other day a ladybug landed on my forearm... And, through
gritted teeth, I was able to gently brush it away.

Charlotte: You oughtta get a medal. But if that's not the trouble, then what
is?

Ignatius: Well, it is about my tent. There's something wrong with it.

Charlotte: I hope it doesn't need patching, because you may be in the wrong
department.

Ignatius: No, the fabric is intact. It's just... I believe my tent is
haunted. As I was drifting off to sleep, I was sure I could see a face
staring at me!

Charlotte: Heh heh... Did it look like... THIS?!

Ignatius: MOTHER! That's not funny.

Charlotte: Sorry, sorry. I don't mind helping you scare off the ghost, if
that's what you want.

Ignatius: I mean, I don't believe in evil spirits. I know they don't exist,
but... What if they do?

Charlotte: Teehee! It's been a long time since I heard that question. You've
been terrified of ghosts ever since you were knee high. Ah, memories...

Ignatius: I'm sorry. I know it must seem like such a petty fear to you. You
must be disappointed to have raised a coward.

Charlotte: Now, now. I didn't say that. It's fine to be scared of some
things! Especially if they're petty!

Ignatius: Really? You mean that?

Charlotte: It's when you're scared of what matters that you have a problem.
And I've never known you to be frightened of anything that matters.

Ignatius: Heh. Well, thank you, Mother.

Charlotte: Thinking about when you were little reminds me of the stuffed
animals you had. Do you still need those things to get to sleep?

Ignatius: Yes, what of it?

Charlotte: Oh, nothing, I guess. I just thought... Well, maybe there's a
connection between your bedtime pals and your fear of ghosts?

Ignatius: Oh. OH! Never mind.
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Charlotte A

Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I have something for you.

Charlotte: A charm, huh? You made this?

Ignatius: Yes. It's meant to bring you good luck.

Charlotte: Nice! Wish I'd had this back when I was trying to land a man...
Why now, anyway?

Ignatius: It's just... I don't want you to die.

Charlotte: Oh, my boy.

Ignatius: I know I shouldn't worry about it, but... I get scared every time
you fight. If something were to happen to you...

Charlotte: You don't have to worry about that. Your dad would never let it
happen.

Ignatius: Yes, and I know how tough you are, too. But I still worry. You're
the only person who accepts me just the way I am. I... I just can't stand the
thought of losing you.

Charlotte: That's sweet and all, but... you're going to have to deal with it
sometime, you know?

Ignatius: You're right. Of course.

Charlotte: Don't worry, my boy. You're tougher than you give yourself credit
for. You're no coward. You're gonna make it in this world just fine by
yourself. And it won't even be by yourself! Just think of all the people who
love you!

Ignatius: I know. I'll try to be stronger. I'm sorry if I worried you.

Charlotte: Oh, I'm an old hand at worrying about you now. I worry so much
about you that I practically forget to do it sometimes.

Ignatius: Mother... Just promise me that you'll live a long, healthy life,
OK?

Charlotte: I don't know if I can promise... but I certainly hope so!
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Velouria^

F8. Keaton C

Velouria: Daddy...!

Keaton: Ack! Oh, Velouria... sometimes I can't tell if you're a wolfskin or a
giant barnacle.

Velouria: *sniff-sniff* You smell good, Daddy.

Keaton: Ahahaha! Stop! That tickles!

Velouria: Nooo, stop squirming! You're making it hard to catch your scent.

Keaton: Come on, Velouria-get off already!

Velouria: *sulk*

Keaton: *sigh*... You're relentless, you know that?

Velouria: If you're going to be that mean to me... I'll just throw away the
present I got for you.

Keaton: A present? For me?

Velouria: It's a hair ball from a rare beast. Not something you see every
day...

Keaton: WOOOOOOOOOOOW! No way! And I can have it?! GIMME!

Velouria: If you want it, you know my price.

Keaton: Urk... OK, fine. Go ahead... Sniff me all you want...

Velouria: That's what I wanted to hear. The hair ball is all yours. Now
then... *sniff-sniff-sniff-sniff*...

Keaton: *sigh*... So young, but she already knows just how to play me...
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Keaton B

Keaton: Prick up your ears, my daughter dear! I've got something to say!

Velouria: What now...?

Keaton: Starting now... I'm imposing a restraining order on you!

Velouria: On your daughter.

Keaton: Yep. I won't mince words... You're way too attached to me, and it's
freaking me out. So I've gotta insist that you keep your distance for a
little while. That's all! Do you understand?

Velouria: Yes, I understand. You're asking me to die...

Keaton: D-die?! You're overreacting there a little, don't you think?! All I
want is for you to stop being so clingy!

Velouria: For me, that's a punishment every bit as bad as death.

Keaton: Don't be so dramatic! I'm only asking you to do it for a little
while.

Velouria: But, Daddy... I can't LIVE without you...

Keaton: Good grief... I didn't know it was this serious with you.

Velouria: Is this... is this what you want, Daddy? For me to keep away...?

Keaton: Uh... well... I don't... not want it...

Velouria: ...

Keaton: Um...

Velouria: *sob*

Keaton: I-I was kidding! Ha ha, what a funny jokester your dad is! I don't
want you to keep away at all... Just the opposite, in fact!

Velouria: Thank goodness... I'm glad we're on the same page, Daddy.

Keaton: U-uh, right...

Velouria: You'll be lifting that restraining order, right? I don't see how we
can be best friends forever with that around.

Keaton: *sigh*... I can't ever win with this girl...
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Keaton A

Velouria: Found you, Daddy.

Keaton: How?!

Velouria: Heehee... I know your scent very well now. No matter how far you
go, I can always find you.

Keaton: Oh. That's amazing... or terrifying... or both?

Velouria: Daddy, can I have a hug?

Keaton: Velouria... nothing about this seems a little strange to you?

Velouria: Am I strange somehow? If I'm being bad, tell me, and I'll try to
fix it.

Keaton: That's the kind of thing I'm talking about! A normal daughter would
protest, saying she's not weird-I'M weird. Or something!

Velouria: That bothers you? I thought it's natural for daughters to love
their daddies.

Keaton: Yeah, but you take it too far. I mean, you're clinging to my leg even
as we speak...

Velouria: If that's being strange, then go ahead and call me strange.

Keaton: OK... but you can't stay like this forever.

Velouria: That's the whole point, Daddy.

Keaton: Huh?

Velouria: I know someday... I won't be able to be with you anymore. I can't
stay clinging to you forever... All people... all wolfskin... have to pass on
someday...

Keaton: Oh, OK. So you do know. It's true, Velouria. You'll have to leave the
nest eventually.

Velouria: But...!

Keaton: B-but what?

Velouria: I don't like to think about it, but it's going to happen. With the
war and all... it might happen sooner than later...

Keaton: Velouria...

Velouria: That's why I want you to hug me, Daddy. I already had to spend so
much time by myself in the Deeprealm... I don't want to spend any more time
apart from you... I want to stay close, like this...

Keaton: Well... I can't argue with that. I guess it's fine for you to be
clingy, if you want.

Velouria: OK! And I can smell you too, right? *sniff-sniff-sniff-sniff*...

Keaton: Ahahahahaha! I told you, that tickles! Mercy! Mercy!
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F8. Azura C

Velouria: Mom? Where are you, Mom?! *sniff* *sniff* *SNIFF* Ooh, I think
she's this way...

Azura: Velouria? What is it, my love?

Velouria: Mom! There you are! I knew my nose wouldn't fail me in my time of
need.

Azura: Oh, is there something you need?

Velouria: Mom... May I have a hug? A big one? Right now?

Azura: Of course, my spoiled girl.

Velouria: *sniff* *sniff* Mom, you smell so sweet. Just like a flower!

Azura: Thank you, Velouria. My nose isn't as good as yours, but I bet you
smell sweet as well.

Velouria: *SNIFF-SNIFF*... I'm getting sleepy just being in your arms, Mom...
*sniff* *sniff*

Azura: You've had a big day, haven't you? Why don't you take a little nap?

Velouria: Mom... Don't ever go anywhere... I want to stay with you...
forever... *sniff* *sniff* Zzz...

Azura: I won't go anywhere, I promise. Sweet dreams, Velouria.

Velouria: Zzz... I love you, Mom... Zzzzzz...
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Azura B

Azura: Velouria! Your dinner's ready!

Velouria: ...

Azura: What's wrong, Velouria? You seem preoccupied.

Velouria: Mom, I've been thinking... You shouldn't be here.

Azura: Whatever do you mean?

Velouria: I want you to go somewhere far away from here. Somewhere safe. If
you stay here, something bad might happen!

Azura: We all face that danger every day, darling. Especially when fighting a
war.

Velouria: I know! That's why you have to go far away from this place!

Azura: You really want me to leave you, your father, and everyone else? To be
all alone forever?

Velouria: I don't like the sound of it either, but it's the only way to keep
you safe. Missing you is a lot better than losing you forever.

Azura: I'm sorry, Velouria, but I'm not going anywhere. I have unfinished
business here. Everyone is relying on me to help.

Velouria: I don't care about the others-only you! You're my mom... I need you
to be safe.

Azura: It's because I'm your mother that I won't leave. I'm doing all this
for you, darling.

Velouria: I don't understand...

Azura: I need to create a world where you can live safely. I won't stop until
I do.

Velouria: ...

Azura: I'm sorry you worry about me, but that's just the way it has to be.

Velouria: Mom... May I hug you for a while?

Azura: Of course, my love.

Velouria: You smell so nice, Mom... Don't... don't ever leave me... *sniff*

Azura: I will never leave your heart, my love. That's a promise.
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Azura A

Velouria: Mom... MOM?!

Azura: I'm right here, Velouria. What's wrong?

Velouria: I need to hug you some more.

Azura: Ha ha, I won't say no to that. You're so needy these days.

Velouria: You smell more like a flower every day, Mom.

Azura: Thank you, darling. That's so sweet of you to say.

Velouria: Mom... I'm sorry for saying such funny things the other day. I
won't ever tell you to go away again. I think I understand why you refused.

Azura: Don't worry about it, my love. I'm just glad you're not upset anymore.

Velouria: I decided I'm going to get stronger. Strong enough to protect you!
You're the most important mom in the whole world, so I have to watch over
you.

Azura: I feel the same about you, Velouria. You're so very dear to me. I
promise to get stronger too. After all, I must protect my sweet little girl.
You are the greatest treasure in the world, my love.

Velouria: Is it OK if I hug you a little longer?

Azura: Hug me for as long as you need to, Velouria.

Velouria: Can I hug you tighter and tighter until we both explode from love?

Azura: Ha ha, how about just short of that?

Velouria: My mom, the ocean rose... I love you so much... I'll love you
forever and ever, Mom...

Azura: I'll love you forever and ever too.
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F8. Felicia C

Velouria: Mom? Where are you, Mom?! *sniff* *sniff* *SNIFF* Ooh, I think
she's this way...

Felicia: Hello, Velouria.

Velouria: Mom! There you are! I knew my nose wouldn't fail me in my time of
need.

Felicia: I didn't realize you were looking for me. Is there something I can
help you with?

Velouria: Mom... May I have a hug? A big one? Right now?

Felicia: Of course you may, my dear. I'll give you all the hugs you want.

Velouria: *sniff* *sniff* Mom, you smell so sweet. Just like a flower!

Felicia: Gracious! Be careful who you sniff at, dear. Not everyone will take
kindly to it.

Velouria: *SNIFF* *SNIFF* I'm getting sleepy just being in your arms, Mom...
*sniff* *sniff*

Felicia: Go ahead and doze off. You've earned some rest.

Velouria: Mom... Don't ever go anywhere... I want to stay with you...
forever... *sniff* *sniff* Zzz...

Felicia: I've got you, dear. You're safe in my arms.

Velouria: Zzz... I love you, Mom... Zzzzzz...
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Felicia B

Felicia: Velouria? Are you all washed up for dinner?

Velouria: ...

Felicia: What is it, Velouria? It's not like you to be so sullen.

Velouria: Mom, I've been thinking... You shouldn't be here.

Felicia: Huh? Why shouldn't I?

Velouria: I want you to go somewhere far away from here. Somewhere safe. If
you stay here, something bad might happen!

Felicia: It's possible. Terrible things are known to happen in war.

Velouria: I know! That's why you have to go far away from this place!

Felicia: And leave you behind? I couldn't bear the thought of it!

Velouria: I don't like the sound of it either, but it's the only way to keep
you safe. Missing you is a lot better than losing you forever.

Felicia: I wish I could give you what you want, Velouria. But it's not for me
to decide. I have duties to perform here. My work in helping everyone here
never ends.

Velouria: I don't care about the others-only you! You're my mom... I need you
to be safe.

Felicia: I know, dearest, and I place being your mother above all else. But
in a way, it's my motherly responsibility to stay and fight.

Velouria: I don't understand...

Felicia: We're all working tirelessly to rid this world of the threat of
violence. All so that you can grow up without knowing that fear.

Velouria: ...

Felicia: I wish we could do it in a way that doesn't worry you so. But it
must be done.

Velouria: Mom... May I hug you for a while?

Felicia: I would love that, my dear.

Velouria: You smell so nice, Mom... Don't... don't ever leave me... *sniff*

Felicia: I'll always be right here, Velouria.
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Felicia A

Velouria: Mom... MOM?!

Felicia: What is it, Velouria? What's wrong?

Velouria: I need to hug you some more.

Felicia: Whatever you need, dearest.

Velouria: You smell more like a flower every day, Mom.

Felicia: What a nice compliment! Thank you.

Velouria: Mom... I'm sorry for saying such funny things the other day. I
won't ever tell you to go away again. I think I understand why you refused.

Felicia: Oh, there's no need to dwell on that. I'm glad you considered what I
said.

Velouria: I decided I'm going to get stronger. Strong enough to protect you!
You're the most important mom in the whole world, so I have to watch over
you.

Felicia: That's just how I feel, too. I push myself to the limit in order to
protect you... Because you're the center of my world.

Velouria: Is it OK if I hug you a little longer?

Felicia: Take all the time you need, Velouria.

Velouria: Can I hug you tighter and tighter until we both explode from love?

Felicia: Let's not go overboard, dear...

Velouria: My mom, the flower... I love you so much... I'll love you forever
and ever, Mom...

Felicia: Thank you, dearest. I'll always be watching over you too.
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F8. Mozu C

Velouria: Mom? Where are you, Mom?! *sniff* *sniff* *SNIFF* Ooh, I think
she's this way...

Mozu: Heya, Velouria. What's going on?

Velouria: Mom! There you are! I knew my nose wouldn't fail me in my time of
need.

Mozu: You've been looking for me? Was it something you needed?

Velouria: Mom... May I have a hug? A big one? Right now?

Mozu: Oh, that's all? I'd be happy to!

Velouria: *sniff* *sniff* Mom, you smell so sweet. Just like a flower!

Mozu: Ha ha! I haven't been sniffed like that since the dogs on the farm!

Velouria: *SNIFF* *SNIFF* I'm getting sleepy just being in your arms, Mom...
*sniff* *sniff*

Mozu: Do you need some nap time? Let's go get you tucked in.

Velouria: Mom... Don't ever go anywhere... I want to stay with you...
forever... *sniff* *sniff* Zzz...

Mozu: Aww, I don't have anywhere to go anyway! So I'm staying right here with
you.

Velouria: Zzz... I love you, Mom... Zzzzzz...
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Mozu B

Mozu: Velouria! Time to eat! I made your favorite!

Velouria: ...

Mozu: Aww, is something bothering you, honey?

Velouria: Mom, I've been thinking... You shouldn't be here.

Mozu: Huh? Whaddaya mean?

Velouria: I want you to go somewhere far away from here. Somewhere safe. If
you stay here, something bad might happen!

Mozu: Aw, honey... Bad things can happen no matter where you are.

Velouria: But it's more dangerous here! That's why you have to go far away
from this place!

Mozu: What, and leave behind all my friends? My sweet little girl? N-nothing
doing!

Velouria: I don't like the sound of it either, but it's the only way to keep
you safe. Missing you is a lot better than losing you forever.

Mozu: I wish I could, Velouria, but it's not that simple. I'm in the middle
of something here. I can't leave when everyone needs me.

Velouria: I don't care about the others-only you! You're my mom... I need you
to be safe.

Mozu: Oh, believe you me, I haven't forgotten that I'm your mother. It's
seeing you every day that reminds me why I'm fighting.

Velouria: I don't understand...

Mozu: Well, I can't leave the world the way it is if I want you to grow up
right, can I?

Velouria: ...

Mozu: I know you're worried about your mother, and I'm sorry to upset you so.
But I can't leave a chore like this half- finished.

Velouria: Mom... May I hug you for a while?

Mozu: You surely can!

Velouria: You smell so nice, Mom... Don't... don't ever leave me... *sniff*

Mozu: I won't, honey. You can count on that.
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Mozu A

Velouria: Mom... MOM?!

Mozu: Velouria! What is it? What's wrong?!

Velouria: I need to hug you some more.

Mozu: Whew... You had me going for a second. Come here, honey.

Velouria: You smell more like a flower every day, Mom.

Mozu: Aww, shucks!

Velouria: Mom... I'm sorry for saying such funny things the other day. I
won't ever tell you to go away again. I think I understand why you refused.

Mozu: I knew you didn't mean anything by it. You were just looking out for
me, weren't you?

Velouria: I decided I'm going to get stronger. Strong enough to protect you!
You're the most important mommy in the whole world, so I have to watch over
you.

Mozu: Velouria... I know how you feel. I felt the same about my mother. It's
not enough to know how to take care of myself. I gotta keep you safe, too. I
have a family again, and you two are the most important thing there is,
honey.

Velouria: Is it OK if I hug you a little longer?

Mozu: Course it is!

Velouria: Can I hug you tighter and tighter until we both explode from love?

Mozu: Yikes... I need those ribs, honey!

Velouria: My mom, the sunflower... I love you so much... I'll love you
forever and ever, Mom...

Mozu: You too, dear. I'll love you always and forever...
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F8. Elise C

Velouria: Mom? Where are you, Mom?! *sniff* *sniff* *SNIFF* Ooh, I think
she's this way...

Elise: What's wrong, Velouria?

Velouria: Mom! There you are! I knew my nose wouldn't fail me in my time of
need.

Elise: Your time of need? Aww, is something upsetting you?

Velouria: Mom... May I have a hug? A big one? Right now?
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Elise: Heehee. So demanding, Velouria! But sure, I'll give you a big ol' hug.

Velouria: *sniff* *sniff* Mom, you smell so sweet. Just like a flower!

Elise: Haha, yipes! Your nose is cold...

Velouria: *sniff* *sniff*... I'm getting sleepy just being in your arms,
Mom... *sniff* *sniff*

Elise: Aww, there, there. Go ahead and close those sleepy eyes.

Velouria: Mom... Don't ever go anywhere... I want to stay with you...
forever... *sniff* *sniff* Zzz...

Elise: I'm not going anywhere, my little girl. Nighty night!

Velouria: Zzz... I love you, Mom... Zzzzzz...
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Elise B

Elise: Velouria! It's dinnertime!

Velouria: ...

Elise: What's with the frown?

Velouria: Mom, I've been thinking... You shouldn't be here.

Elise: What? Why not?

Velouria: I want you to go somewhere far away from here. Somewhere safe. If
you stay here, something bad might happen!

Elise: Hmm, maybe. We do get in a lot of fights.

Velouria: I know! That's why you have to go far away from this place!

Elise: You want me to leave my friends and family behind? Where it's so
dangerous?

Velouria: I don't like the sound of it either, but it's the only way to keep
you safe. Missing you is a lot better than losing you forever.

Elise: I'm sorry, honey, but I can't. Your father and I still have lots of
important work to do here.

Velouria: I don't care about the others-only you! You're my mom... I need you
to be safe.

Elise: It's sweet that you care about me, honey. But I feel the same about
you. I'm working hard so I can know YOU'RE safe.

Velouria: I don't understand...

Elise: What I mean is, I won't rest until the world is peaceful so you're
safe and happy!

Velouria: ...

Elise: I'm sorry if it makes you sad for now. But I can't give up until I'm
done!

Velouria: Mom... May I hug you for a while?

Elise: Of course, sweetie.

Velouria: You smell so nice, Mom... Don't... don't ever leave me... *sniff*

Elise: Nothing could tear me away from you, dear.
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Elise A

Velouria: Mom... MOM?!

Elise: Velouria! What's going on?!

Velouria: I need to hug you some more.

Elise: Oh, heehee! Sure, sweetie.

Velouria: You smell more like a flower every day, Mom.

Elise: Awww. You say the nicest things!

Velouria: Mom... I'm sorry for saying such funny things the other day. I
won't ever tell you to go away again. I think I understand why you refused.

Elise: I know you were only trying to look out for me, dear.

Velouria: I decided I'm going to get stronger. Strong enough to protect you!
You're the most important mommy in the whole world, so I have to watch over
you.

Elise: Aww... Now you know how I feel about you, Velouria. I'm working hard
to make sure I can protect you, too! 'Cause you're the most important little
girl in the whoooole world to me!

Velouria: Is it OK if I hug you a little longer?

Elise: Heehee, sure it is.

Velouria: Can I hug you tighter and tighter until we both explode from love?

Elise: Let's stick to regular hugs, 'kay?

Velouria: My mom, the carnation... I love you so much... I'll love you
forever and ever, Mom...

Elise: I'll always love you too, sweetie.
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F8. Camilla C

Velouria: Mom? Where are you, Mom?! *sniff* *sniff* *SNIFF* Ooh, I think
she's this way...

Camilla: Hello, Velouria. What brings you here?

Velouria: Mom! There you are! I knew my nose wouldn't fail me in my time of
need.

Camilla: Were you looking for me for some reason?

Velouria: Mom... May I have a hug? A big one? Right now?

Camilla: Ah, is that all you wanted? Of course, child. Come to Mother.

Velouria: *sniff* *sniff* Mom, you smell so sweet. Just like a flower!

Camilla: Do I indeed? Then sniff away to your heart's content.

Velouria: *SNIFF* *SNIFF* I'm getting sleepy just being in your arms, Mom...
*sniff* *sniff*

Camilla: Naturally. One is always most comfortable in the arms of family.

Velouria: Mom... Don't ever go anywhere... I want to stay with you...
forever... *sniff* *sniff* Zzz...

Camilla: You needn't worry about that, my child. I'll be here for you when
you wake.

Velouria: Zzz... I love you, Mom... Zzzzzz...
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Camilla B

Camilla: Velouria, dear, where have you gone? Your dinner's getting cold.

Velouria: ...

Camilla: I recognize that look... What's gotten you in such a mood?

Velouria: Mom, I've been thinking... You shouldn't be here.

Camilla: Whatever do you mean?

Velouria: I want you to go somewhere far away from here. Somewhere safe. If
you stay here, something bad might happen!

Camilla: I am aware. It is the risk we all take, being at war.

Velouria: I know! That's why you have to go far away from this place!

Camilla: By myself? Without my retainers, my husband... my daughter?

Velouria: I don't like the sound of it either, but it's the only way to keep
you safe. Missing you is a lot better than losing you forever.

Camilla: It's out of the question, I'm afraid. Especially for me. My work is
far from over. An entire army depends upon my presence here.

Velouria: I don't care about the others-only you! You're my mom... I need you
to be safe.

Camilla: I'm sorry, Velouria, but I must see this thing through to the end.

Velouria: I don't understand...

Camilla: Velouria... I do all this for you, my child. My only purpose is to
wrest this world into order, that you might live in peace.

Velouria: ...

Camilla: You worry about me, because you are sweet and gentle. But I... I
must remain firm.

Velouria: Mom... May I hug you for a while?

Camilla: Nothing would delight me more.

Velouria: You smell so nice, Mom... Don't... don't ever leave me... *sniff*

Camilla: Never. I'll always be with you... come what may...
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Camilla A

Velouria: Mom... MOM?!

Camilla: Whatever is the matter, Velouria?

Velouria: I need to hug you some more.

Camilla: A need I'm always happy to meet. Come here, my darling child.

Velouria: You smell more like a flower every day, Mom.

Camilla: You have your own beautiful fragrance. Soft and warm, like baking
bread.

Velouria: Mom... I'm sorry for saying such funny things the other day. I
won't ever tell you to go away again. I think I understand why you refused.

Camilla: Come now, you needn't apologize. I know you said those things out of
love.

Velouria: I decided I'm going to get stronger. Strong enough to protect you!
You're the most important mom in the whole world, so I have to watch over
you.

Camilla: I hope you know I feel the same about you, dearest. Every victory is
one step toward ensuring that no one ever brings harm to you... For you are
unique in the world-the only daughter I have.

Velouria: Is it OK if I hug you a little longer?

Camilla: Haha, you're insatiable today.

Velouria: Can I hug you tighter and tighter until we both explode from love?

Camilla: Hmhm... Stay sweet, my darling.

Velouria: My mom, the camellia... I love you so much... I'll love you forever
and ever, Mom...

Camilla: Thank you, dearest. I love you too.
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F8. Effie C

Velouria: Mom? Where are you, Mom?! *sniff* *sniff*... *SNIFF*... Ooh, I
think she's this way...

Effie: Hey, Velouria. What's up?

Velouria: Mom! There you are! I knew my nose wouldn't fail me in my time of
need.

Effie: What, you got bullies to rout? Heavy books to lift? What can your mom
do for you?

Velouria: Mom... May I have a hug? A big one? Right now?

Effie: A big hug, huh? You asked for it!

Velouria: *sniff* *sniff* Mom, you smell so sweet. Just like a flower!

Effie: Ha ha... Not what I'd have thought I'd smell like after a workout. But
you've got the expert nose.

Velouria: *sniff* *sniff* I'm getting sleepy just being in your arms, Mom...
*sniff* *sniff*

Effie: Poor little thing... tuckered yourself out. Let your mama carry you to
bed.

Velouria: Mom... Don't ever go anywhere... I want to stay with you...
forever... *sniff* *sniff* Zzz...

Effie: Don't worry, kiddo. Your mama's in no hurry to go anywhere.

Velouria: Zzz... I love you, Mom... Zzzzzz...
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Effie B

Effie: Velouria! Time to eat! Come get your dinner while it's still hot!

Velouria: ...

Effie: Something eating you, Velouria? It's not like you to pass up a meal.

Velouria: Mom, I've been thinking... You shouldn't be here.

Effie: Why wouldn't I be?

Velouria: I want you to go somewhere far away from here. Somewhere safe. If
you stay here, something bad might happen!

Effie: You're right about that. Anything can happen in wartime.

Velouria: I know! That's why you have to go far away from this place!

Effie: What, just up and leave it all behind? Who would raise you? The
wolves?

Velouria: I don't like the sound of it either, but it's the only way to keep
you safe. Missing you is a lot better than losing you forever.

Effie: No can do, kiddo. I've still got allies to train! Enemies to crush!
Squats to do! What would the others do without me?

Velouria: I don't care about the others-only you! You're my mom... I need you
to be safe.

Effie: Oh, kiddo. It's because I'm your mama that I can't go anywhere just
yet.

Velouria: I don't understand...

Effie: We're whipping this world into shape so that it can be a safe place
for you.

Velouria: ...

Effie: I'm touched that you're worried for me. But I have to put my foot down
on this one.

Velouria: Mom... May I hug you for a while?

Effie: Now that I can say yes to.

Velouria: You smell so nice, Mom... Don't... don't ever leave me... *sniff*

Effie: Wild horses couldn't drag me away, kiddo.
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Effie A

Velouria: Mom... MOM?!

Effie: Velouria?! What is it?

Velouria: I need to hug you some more.

Effie: Oh, ha ha. Go right ahead.

Velouria: You smell more like a flower every day, Mom.

Effie: Really? Must be the new oil I'm using...

Velouria: Mom... I'm sorry for saying such funny things the other day. I
won't ever tell you to go away again. I think I understand why you refused.

Effie: Water under the bridge, kiddo. I know you just don't want to see me
hurt.

Velouria: I decided I'm going to get stronger. Strong enough to protect you!
You're the most important mom in the whole world, so I have to watch over
you.

Effie: The same goes for you. You're the most important daughter in the whole
world. I used to get buff for the fun of it, but nowadays I do it to keep you
safe. Because of all the little girls in the world, you're the one I care
about the most.

Velouria: Is it OK if I hug you a little longer?

Effie: Knock yourself out.

Velouria: Can I hug you tighter and tighter until we both explode from love?

Effie: Ha ha... You can try!

Velouria: My mom, the flower... I love you so much... I'll love you forever
and ever, Mom...

Effie: Right back at you, Velouria.
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F8. Nyx C

Velouria: Mom? Where are you, Mom?! *sniff* *sniff* *SNIFF* Ooh, I think
she's this way...

Nyx: Velouria. Why is your nose twitching?

Velouria: Mom! There you are! I knew my nose wouldn't fail me in my time of
need.

Nyx: You were looking for me? Was there some purpose to it, or...?

Velouria: Mom... May I have a hug? A big one? Right now?

Nyx: Ah. It would be ungracious of me to refuse, so... Come here, child.

Velouria: *sniff* *sniff* Mom, you smell so sweet. Just like a flower!

Nyx: Ah...! Careful, child, you're going to make me sneeze.

Velouria: *SNIFF* *SNIFF* I'm getting sleepy just being in your arms, Mom...
*sniff* *sniff*

Nyx: Oh? I didn't think I could inspire that kind of reaction. Interesting.

Velouria: Mom... Don't ever go anywhere... I want to stay with you...
forever... *sniff* *sniff* Zzz...

Nyx: Be at ease, child. I'll be here for a long, long time...

Velouria: Zzz... I love you, Mom... Zzzzzz...
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Nyx B

Nyx: Velouria, come out, please. Dinner will be served shortly.

Velouria: ...

Nyx: Is something wrong? Those red eyes and gnawed lip... Have you been
brooding?

Velouria: Mom, I've been thinking... You shouldn't be here.

Nyx: I sometimes find myself thinking the same thing. But why do you say
that?

Velouria: I want you to go somewhere far away from here. Somewhere safe. If
you stay here, something bad might happen!

Nyx: It might. Casualties are expected in war.

Velouria: I know! That's why you have to go far away from this place!

Nyx: You're suggesting I turn my back once more on the world? Leave it all
behind?

Velouria: I don't like the sound of it either, but it's the only way to keep
you safe. Missing you is a lot better than losing you forever.

Nyx: Calm yourself, Velouria. What you're suggesting is impossible, I'm
afraid. Too many people need me here for me to return to seclusion.

Velouria: I don't care about the others-only you! You're my mom... I need you
to be safe.

Nyx: Yes, child, I am your mother. And it is because you are my child that I
cannot abandon you.

Velouria: I don't understand...

Nyx: The desired outcome of all this fighting, at least for me... I hope to
see a world someday in which you can live without fear of violence and
strife.

Velouria: ...

Nyx: Your concerns for my safety are reasonable. But I must reject your plea.

Velouria: Mom... May I hug you for a while?

Nyx: I find that request more compelling.

Velouria: You smell so nice, Mom... Don't... don't ever leave me... *sniff*

Nyx: I would never leave my daughter alone. You may be sure of that.
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Nyx A

Velouria: Mom... MOM?!

Nyx: Velouria. Tell me what's wrong, child.

Velouria: I need to hug you some more.

Nyx: Ah. I find this proposal unobjectionable. Be my guest.

Velouria: You smell more like a flower every day, Mom.

Nyx: Unlikely, but I'll defer to your superior sense of smell.

Velouria: Mom... I'm sorry for saying such funny things the other day. I
won't ever tell you to go away again. I think I understand why you refused.

Nyx: I paid it no mind. I knew you meant well.

Velouria: I decided I'm going to get stronger. Strong enough to protect you!
You're the most important mommy in the whole world, so I have to watch over
you.

Nyx: And I over you, Velouria. I'll never let anyone lay a hand on you,
child. You are more precious to me than anything.

Velouria: Is it OK if I hug you a little longer?

Nyx: If that is your wish.

Velouria: Can I hug you tighter and tighter until we both explode from love?

Nyx: Hmm. No, I don't think so.

Velouria: My mom, the orchid... I love you so much... I'll love you forever
and ever, Mom...

Nyx: Forever is a long time, child. But I will love you for at least as long
myself.
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F8. Selena C

Velouria: Mom? Where are you, Mom?! *sniff* *sniff* *SNIFF* Ooh, I think
she's this way...

Selena: Velouria, what's gotten into you?

Velouria: Mom! There you are! I knew my nose wouldn't fail me in my time of
need.

Selena: You need something? Such as?

Velouria: Mom... May I have a hug? A big one? Right now?

Selena: Huh?! Well... if you insist...

Velouria: *sniff* *sniff* Mom, you smell so sweet. Just like a flower!

Selena: *ahem*... Daughter or no daughter, you can keep your nose to
yourself!

Velouria: *SNIFF* *SNIFF* I'm getting sleepy just being in your arms, Mom...
*sniff* *sniff*

Selena: Guh. Hope I'm not raising a narcoleptic.

Velouria: Mom... Don't ever go anywhere... I want to stay with you...
forever... *sniff* *sniff* Zzz...

Selena: Well, isn't that sweet? Heehee... I'm in no hurry to go anywhere,
daughter of mine.

Velouria: Zzz... I love you, Mom... Zzzzzz...
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Selena B

Selena: Velouria! Come and get your supper!

Velouria: ...

Selena: What's with that look on your face? Something got you down?

Velouria: Mom, I've been thinking... You shouldn't be here.

Selena: Huh? Why?

Velouria: I want you to go somewhere far away from here. Somewhere safe. If
you stay here, something bad might happen!

Selena: Doesn't take an oracle to predict that, being in the middle of a war
and all. I haven't lived anywhere SAFE since the day I was born.

Velouria: I know! That's why you have to go far away from this place!

Selena: You want me to leave all this behind? My husband, my daughter,
everything? Sorry, but it's not in the cards. I know my fate, and running
away isn't part of it.

Velouria: I don't like the sound of it either, but it's the only way to keep
you safe. Missing you is a lot better than losing you forever.

Selena: You're asking the impossible. There's no way I can go through with
that. Don't you know this whole army would fall apart without me?

Velouria: I don't care about the others-only you! You're my mom... I need you
to be safe.

Selena: True... I am your mother. But what you don't get is that's why I
can't leave.

Velouria: I don't understand...

Selena: I can't stop until this world is safe for people like you.

Velouria: ...

Selena: It's nice of you to worry. But it's a frankly ridiculous request.

Velouria: Mom... May I hug you for a while?

Selena: Nothing wrong with that! Come here.

Velouria: You smell so nice, Mom... Don't... don't ever leave me... *sniff*

Selena: I know how you feel. So believe me when I say I won't. Not ever. I
promise...
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Selena A

Velouria: Mom... MOM?!

Selena: Where's the fire, Velouria?

Velouria: I need to hug you some more.

Selena: More?! I worry about you sometimes...

Velouria: You smell more like a flower every day, Mom.

Selena: Tell me something I don't know.

Velouria: Mom... I'm sorry for saying such funny things the other day. I
won't ever tell you to go away again. I think I understand why you refused.

Selena: You're not still hung up on that, are you? I know you meant well.

Velouria: I decided I'm going to get stronger. Strong enough to protect you!
You're the most important mom in the whole world, so I have to watch over
you.

Selena: Velouria... I'm touched. I'll make you a deal. You get strong enough
to protect me, and I'll do the same for you. A mother has to look out for her
daughter, right?

Velouria: Is it OK if I hug you a little longer?

Selena: That's perfectly fine with me.

Velouria: Can I hug you tighter and tighter until we both explode from love?

Selena: Mmm... Less fine.

Velouria: My mom, the midnight rose... I love you so much... I'll love you
forever and ever, Mom...

Selena: Love you too, Velouria. And I won't ever, EVER leave you behind.
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F8. Beruka C

Velouria: Mom? Where are you, Mom?! *sniff* *sniff* *SNIFF* Ooh, I think
she's this way...

Beruka: Velouria. What is it?

Velouria: Mom! There you are! I knew my nose wouldn't fail me in my time of
need.

Beruka: Why were you looking for me?

Velouria: Mom... May I have a hug? A big one? Right now?

Beruka: What? H-hey...

Velouria: *sniff* *sniff* Mom, you smell so sweet. Just like a flower!

Beruka: I do? Are you sure?

Velouria: *SNIFF* *SNIFF* I'm getting sleepy just being in your arms, Mom...
*sniff* *sniff*

Beruka: Not here. Let's get you to bed.

Velouria: Mom... Don't ever go anywhere... I want to stay with you...
forever... *sniff* *sniff* Zzz...

Beruka: That's fine. I'm staying put with you.

Velouria: Zzz... I love you, Mom... Zzzzzz...
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Beruka B

Beruka: Velouria? Ready to eat?

Velouria: ...

Beruka: Are you upset? Tell me if you're upset.

Velouria: Mom, I've been thinking... You shouldn't be here.

Beruka: That was sudden. Why not?

Velouria: I want you to go somewhere far away from here. Somewhere safe. If
you stay here, something bad might happen!

Beruka: I'm a soldier in a war. It comes with the territory.

Velouria: I know! That's why you have to go far away from this place!

Beruka: You want me to abandon my mission? I don't think you know what you're
asking.

Velouria: I don't like the sound of it either, but it's the only way to keep
you safe. Missing you is a lot better than losing you forever.

Beruka: It's not going to happen, Velouria. I have a mission to complete. If
I don't do my part, it'll be bad for everyone.

Velouria: I don't care about the others-only you! You're my mom... I need you
to be safe.

Beruka: I know I'm your mother. That's part of why I can't go.

Velouria: I don't understand...

Beruka: It's a bad world. I have to make sure things are safe for you.

Velouria: ...

Beruka: Thank you for worrying about me. But I can't leave just like that.

Velouria: Mom... May I hug you for a while?

Beruka: If you want.

Velouria: You smell so nice, Mom... Don't... don't ever leave me... *sniff*

Beruka: I think I can obey that order.
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Beruka A

Velouria: Mom... MOM?!

Beruka: What is it?

Velouria: I need to hug you some more.

Beruka: If you say so.

Velouria: You smell more like a flower every day, Mom.

Beruka: Thanks. You... smell nice... too?

Velouria: Mom... I'm sorry for saying such funny things the other day. I
won't ever tell you to go away again. I think I understand why you refused.

Beruka: It's fine. I got what you meant.

Velouria: I decided I'm going to get stronger. Strong enough to protect you!
You're the most important mommy in the whole world, so I have to watch over
you.

Beruka: I try to do the same. I never want to see you hurt. I'm not good at
saying this, but... You're more important to me than anything.

Velouria: Is it OK if I hug you a little longer?

Beruka: Sure.

Velouria: Can I hug you tighter and tighter until we both explode from love?

Beruka: Bad idea.

Velouria: My mom, the flower... I love you so much... I'll love you forever
and ever, Mom...

Beruka: Thanks. I'll love you as long as I can, too.
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F8. Peri C

Velouria: Mom? Where are you, Mom?! *sniff* *sniff* *SNIFF* Ooh, I think
she's this way...

Peri: Hi, Velouria! What's the matter?

Velouria: Mom! There you are! I knew my nose wouldn't fail me in my time of
need.

Peri: You were looking for me? Why...?

Velouria: Mom... May I have a hug? A big one? Right now?

Peri: Ahaha! So brazen... I like it! Come and give Mom a hug!

Velouria: *sniff* *sniff* Mom, you smell so sweet. Just like a flower!

Peri: Heeheehee... What kind of flower? A rafflesia?

Velouria: *SNIFF-SNIFF*... I'm getting sleepy just being in your arms, Mom...
*sniff* *sniff*

Peri: You are? I can't imagine why.

Velouria: Mom... Don't ever go anywhere... I want to stay with you...
forever... *sniff* *sniff* Zzz...

Peri: That's OK, Velouria. You can come with me on any long trips I take.

Velouria: Zzz... I love you, Mom... Zzzzzz...
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Peri B

Peri: Velouria, where are you? It's almost time to eat.

Velouria: ...

Peri: What's with that look on your face? It's... a little creepy...

Velouria: Mom, I've been thinking... You shouldn't be here.

Peri: What? Are you kidding me? This place is GREAT!

Velouria: I want you to go somewhere far away from here. Somewhere safe. If
you stay here, something bad might happen!

Peri: Heh heh, it sure might. Something real bad is always about to happen
with me around.

Velouria: I know! That's why you have to go far away from this place!

Peri: What?! But I don't wanna!

Velouria: I don't like the sound of it either, but it's the only way to keep
you safe. Missing you is a lot better than losing you forever.

Peri: That's a tall favor to ask, kid! I love fighting too much... and out
here, everyone is OK with that!

Velouria: I don't care about the others-only you! You're my mom... I need you
to be safe.

Peri: I know I'm your mom, but I gotta be me! I gotta listen to my heart! And
my heart is telling me to stay here until every last enemy is coughing up
blood!

Velouria: I don't understand...

Peri: I just wanna kill all the bad guys. T-to make a better world for you to
grow up in, I mean!

Velouria: ...

Peri: I'm touched that you care so much, but I'm sorry, honey. It's just not
in me.

Velouria: Mom... May I hug you for a while?

Peri: Sure thing, sweetheart!

Velouria: You smell so nice, Mom... Don't... don't ever leave me... *sniff*

Peri: Hah! The warrior hasn't been born yet who can tear me away from you,
Velouria!
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Peri A

Velouria: Mom... MOM?!

Peri: What's the hubbub, Velouria?

Velouria: I need to hug you some more.

Peri: You have strange needs, kid. But what the heck, why not.

Velouria: You smell more like a flower every day, Mom.

Peri: They say the prettiest plants are fertilized on graves and watered with
blood.

Velouria: Mom... I'm sorry for saying such funny things the other day. I
won't ever tell you to go away again. I think I understand why you refused.

Peri: You don't need to apologize. I figured you were just worried about me.

Velouria: I decided I'm going to get stronger. Strong enough to protect you!
You're the most important mommy in the whole world, so I have to watch over
you.

Peri: That's my girl! It'll be a competition to see which of us can get
stronger! And I'm gonna win! Because no one's laying a finger on my daughter
while I'm still drawing breath!

Velouria: Is it OK if I hug you a little longer?

Peri: Well, of course it is, Velouria.

Velouria: Can I hug you tighter and tighter until we both explode from love?

Peri: I like the way you think, sweetie. But no.

Velouria: My mom, the rafflesia... I love you so much... I'll love you
forever and ever, Mom...

Peri: I love you to bits too, honey!
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F8. Charlotte C

Velouria: Mom? Where are you, Mom?! *sniff* *sniff* *SNIFF* Ooh, I think
she's this way...

Charlotte: Hm? Velouria? Is something wrong?

Velouria: Mom! There you are! I knew my nose wouldn't fail me in my time of
need.

Charlotte: Uh-oh. This sounds like trouble...

Velouria: Mom... May I have a hug? A big one? Right now?

Charlotte: Huh? Is that all? Well, if you must.

Velouria: *sniff* *sniff* Mom, you smell so sweet. Just like a flower!

Charlotte: Untwitch that nose, young lady. (Gods, I hope no one is watching.)

Velouria: *SNIFF* *SNIFF* I'm getting sleepy just being in your arms, Mom...
*sniff-sniff*...

Charlotte: Oh? Teehee... Does the scent of a beautiful woman have soporific
qualities?

Velouria: Mom... Don't ever go anywhere... I want to stay with you...
forever... *sniff* *sniff* Zzz...

Charlotte: Don't worry about it. Or do. Either way, I'm not going anywhere.

Velouria: Zzz... I love you, Mom... Zzzzzz...
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Charlotte B

Charlotte: Velouria? Where'd you get off to? It's time for dinner, you know.

Velouria: ...

Charlotte: Hmm. Are you... upset about something?

Velouria: Mom, I've been thinking... You shouldn't be here.

Charlotte: What? Where did that come from?

Velouria: I want you to go somewhere far away from here. Somewhere safe. If
you stay here, something bad might happen!

Charlotte: Obviously. We're on a battlefield in the middle of a war. Bad
things happen.

Velouria: I know! That's why you have to go far away from this place!

Charlotte: You're suggesting I ditch everything I have here and run off
alone?

Velouria: I don't like the sound of it either, but it's the only way to keep
you safe. Missing you is a lot better than losing you forever.

Charlotte: I'll hear no such defeatist talk from any daughter of mine! I
still have schemes in play here. Besides, everybody else would be lost
without me.

Velouria: I don't care about the others-only you! You're my mom... I need you
to be safe.

Charlotte: You have a firm grasp on the obvious, my girl. I am indeed your
mother. That's exactly the reason I'm here fighting so hard!

Velouria: I don't understand...

Charlotte: Do I need to spell it out? Obviously, I just want to see things
settle down so you can live happily and quietly.

Velouria: ...

Charlotte: I'm flattered-really I am-that you worry about me. But I can't do
what you want.

Velouria: Mom... May I hug you for a while?

Charlotte: If that'll make you happy.

Velouria: You smell so nice, Mom... Don't... don't ever leave me... *sniff*

Charlotte: Yeah, yeah... Don't worry, I'm stuck with you for life.
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Charlotte A

Velouria: Mom... MOM?!

Charlotte: Hi, Velouria. You came for something?

Velouria: I need to hug you some more.

Charlotte: Sure thing. C'mere and give me one of your wolf hugs.

Velouria: You smell more like a flower every day, Mom.

Charlotte: What else would you expect? I'm surprised it doesn't overwhelm
your sensitive nose.

Velouria: Mom... I'm sorry for saying such funny things the other day. I
won't ever tell you to go away again. I think I understand why you refused.

Charlotte: Oh, is that what's worrying you? I know you had my best interests
in mind at the time.

Velouria: I decided I'm going to get stronger. Strong enough to protect you!
You're the most important mommy in the whole world, so I have to watch over
you.

Charlotte: Teehee... There you go again. I know I tease you sometimes,
Velouria, but I spend a lot of time protecting you. The truth is, you're the
most important thing in all the world to me.

Velouria: Is it OK if I hug you a little longer?

Charlotte: I haven't been able to stop you so far.

Velouria: Can I hug you tighter and tighter until we both explode from love?

Charlotte: N-no! I prefer to stay unexploded!

Velouria: My mom, the flower... I love you so much... I'll love you forever
and ever, Mom...

Charlotte: Yes, yes... I love you too, dear.
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G. Neutral Party Parent-Child Supports

Shigure^

G1. Azura C

Shigure: How are you today, Mother?

Azura: Oh, I'm fine. What can I do for you, dear?

Shigure: I've been thinking about my childhood a great deal lately... And the
times you would visit me during your trips to my Deeprealm.

Azura: I'm so sorry, Shigure... I wish I had been around more often when you
were growing up.

Shigure: N-no, I wasn't trying to make you feel bad about that. Do you
remember when we used to sing together?

Azura: Certainly. We used to sit side by side and come up with songs for
hours and hours.

Shigure: Yes, we did...

Azura: Say... Remember that song we used to sing? It's been so long... Would
you like to sing it with me again?

Shigure: Oh... You mean right now?

Azura: Yes, if you feel like it.

Shigure: That sounds wonderful, Mother!

Azura: OK! Do you recall the lyrics?

Shigure: Of course. How could I forget?

Azura: All right, let's give it a shot then. One, two, three... You are the
ocean's gray waves ?

Shigure: Destined to seek life beyond the shore ? ... Huh?

Azura: Shigure? Is something wrong?

Shigure: It's strange... I can't seem to hit the right notes. I used to be
able to sing this song perfectly. I remember the lyrics and the melody. How
can this be?

Azura: That's a part of growing up. Your voice has changed. We used to sing
the same... But now that your voice is lower, it isn't possible for you to
hit those notes.

Shigure: O-oh... That makes sense. Hmm... I guess there's nothing I can
really do. It's a little bit bittersweet.

Azura: I think I have an idea. I need a bit of time to figure this out. Do
you mind?

Shigure: No, of course not. What are you going to do?

Azura: You just have to trust me. I think it will make you happy.

Shigure: A-all right, if you say so...
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Azura B

Azura: Shigure, there you are. I've been searching high and low for you.

Shigure: Hello, Mother. Did you run here? You're out of breath. Is everything
all right?

Azura: I wanted to give you something.

Shigure: Is this sheet music? It's our old song. The one I couldn't sing the
other day.

Azura: That's right.

Shigure: Mother, why did you make this? Now that my voice is different,
there's no point in trying to sin- WHAT?!

Azura: You just noticed it? Heehee... I added a new harmony line to the main
melody.

Shigure: You also pitched down the melody. It's much lower than before. You
rewrote this to fall within my range!

Azura: That was the idea. Would you be willing to try singing with me for a
bit?

Shigure: Sure! *hum*... *hum*... Wow, this makes the melody even better. You
are the ocean's gray waves ?

Azura: It's wonderful to hear you practicing again. I'm glad that you're
enthusiastic. Your voice may be different, but it's still quite beautiful.
Keep at it, and you will continue to improve in no time.

Shigure: Destined to seek life beyond the shore ? Thank you, Mother! I'm
already looking forward to singing more later!

Azura: Me too!
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Azura A

Shigure: Whew, that was great.

Azura: We made it to the end of the song. I never imagined that we would be
able to make music together again.

Shigure: I know what you mean. I honestly think our singing sounds better now
than when I was younger.

Azura: You've really matured into quite an impressive young man. At this
rate, your singing skills will eclipse mine in no time.

Shigure: That's impossible. We may be singing the same song... But the way
you sing has a mysterious power that I don't possess.

Azura: Mysterious power? What do you mean?

Shigure: Your voice has the power to rally allies and stop enemies in their
tracks... I could never sing like that.

Azura: Shigure, I don't know about that...

Shigure: Ever since I returned, I've had the same persistent thought. I may
be your child, but my songs don't have a fraction of the power that yours do.
If only I could be more like you...

Azura: Shigure... I know you can sing like me.

Shigure: What? How is that possible?

Azura: My songs may be powerful... But that's only because of the pendant
that my mother gave me long ago.

Shigure: So the pendant is the true source of your strength?

Azura: Indeed. If you were to wear it, perhaps it would have the very same
effect. Maybe it would be even more effective.

Shigure: Do you think I could give it a try?

Azura: No, I'm afraid not, dear. Overuse of this power can destroy your body
over time.

Shigure: Destroy?! What do you mean? Wait... Can it lead to your death?!

Azura: Well...

Shigure: You've worn that pendant for so long. Why don't you stop? Let me
take on that responsibility for you! I can't stand to think of you suffering.

Azura: You are my beloved son, Shigure. I would never dream of saddling you
with this burden. I would never give you this pendant. Not now, or ever.

Shigure: Oh, I see...

Azura: I'm terribly sorry, Son. I never planned to speak of this with you.
But know that your songs do have power. They have the ability to ease pain
and grant peace of mind to anyone in earshot. Sing with pride, Shigure. One
day, when this war ends... I plan on throwing this pendant into a lake. It
should sink to a place where no one will ever possibly find or use it again.
If I should disappear for some reason... Please, get rid of it for me,
Shigure.

Shigure: What?!

Azura: You're the only one that I could ever entrust with this important
task.

Shigure: Hmm... Very well. You can count on me.

Azura: Thank you so much, dear.

Shigure: I hope it never comes to that. I hate to think of you leaving me
here... If you do, my curiosity could get the better of me. I might want to
use that pendant...

Azura: Just know that I'll haunt you for the rest of your days if you do.

Shigure: Heehee. I was kidding! I promise, I won't ever harness its power.
After all you've done to protect me, I could never betray you.

Azura: I hate to place such a cruel burden on your shoulders. But you are the
only one I can trust.

Shigure: It's fine. People don't ask me for help all that often. I'm pleased
that you would trust me with such an important task. Would you mind if I
asked you for a favor too?

Azura: Certainly. What is it?

Shigure: Could we sing our song again sometime? When you aren't wearing the
pendant, of course.

Azura: I swear we will again, someday...

Shigure: Thank you. I'm looking forward to it, Mother.
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G1. Jakob C

Jakob: Ah... Shigure. You're painting again?

Shigure: Hello, Father. I didn't hear you come in. I'm sorry... I know this
is no time for artwork. We are at war, after all.

Jakob: It may rouse your comrades' ire, Son. I'm tempted to forbid your
painting entirely. But the truth is, you're quite gifted. There's no use in
denying it.

Shigure: That's very kind of you to say.

Jakob: Where is your ambition? Don't you want more than to let these pictures
gather dust? In different times, perhaps you could have become a world-famous
artist. This easily contented nature of yours really irritates me. I'm afraid
that you've left me no choice but to be your producer.

Shigure: Father, what do you mean?

Jakob: Quiet... I know just what to do... We will hold a solo art exhibition
for you!

Shigure: A-an exhibition? No, I could never do such a thing. With our troops
already on the advance, the timing would never work. The setup alone would be
a massive hassle.

Jakob: I'm not suggesting we build a museum. We can simply reserve a tent and
ask our friends and some villagers to come.

Shigure: It just seems vain to reserve a whole tent entirely for personal
use.

Jakob: This talent isn't yours alone to relish. You must share this gift with
the world.

Shigure: I don't know...

Jakob: You don't understand... Art has the power to give peace of mind- to
heal our very souls. If you're unwilling, I certainly won't force your hand.

Shigure: Well... I suppose I should give it a shot. This whole idea makes me
a little anxious. But maybe it could be fun...

Jakob: Then it's decided. I'll begin the preparations immediately. We shall
speak soon, Shigure.
(Jakob leaves)

Shigure: OK, Father.
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Jakob B

Shigure: Hello, Father...

Jakob: Hm? Did you need something, Shigure? I'm rather busy.

Shigure: Umm, well... You've done so much work to make this exhibition
possible... I just wanted to thank you.

Jakob: Son, I simply thought of the idea. There's no need to thank me.
Besides, why do you think so many people agreed to help with the show? It's
because of your extraordinary talent. They can't wait to see the paintings.
Really, I haven't done anything special. You're the artist.

Shigure: O-oh, I see...

Jakob: Hahaha. Shigure. You're shaking like a leaf. Are you feeling nervous
about the show?

Shigure: Well yes, of course. But mostly I'm worried about my newest
painting. It just isn't coming together like I hoped it would.

Jakob: Oh? Is this the one you're making especially for the show? Time is
running short. I've already made the bulk of the arrangements. I think you
may need to hold off on completing that painting.

Shigure: No, that's not an option. I have to finish it. Everyone has devoted
so much energy to the show. This piece ties all the others together. I have
to keep working.

Jakob: Hmph. Well, it is your exhibition. Do as you wish. But please, don't
push yourself to the brink. This will all be for nothing if you make yourself
ill.

Shigure: I understand. Thank you, Father. If you'll excuse me, I must return
to painting.

Jakob: Very well.
(Shigure leaves)
Jakob: What has that boy been painting? I can't help but be curious...
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Jakob A

Jakob: Shigure's exhibition is finally under way. Time to take a look inside
the tent... Well then... It appears as though this soiree is in full swing.
We've attracted quite a crowd. People have come from all over to see his art.
And from what I've overheard, the work seems to be very popular. Well, I
think it's safe to call this a rousing success. Not that I'm terribly
surprised. Hmm... Where is Shigure? I haven't seen him here...

Shigure: *pant*... *pant*...

Jakob: Shigure, what happened? Please, don't tell me that you're just now
arriving. How could you be late to your own show?

Shigure: I apologize, Father. I had to stay up all night to finish the last
piece.

Jakob: All night? Just to finish a blasted painting?

Shigure: Y-yes...

Jakob: I truly don't understand you. How can you be such a fool? You have two
dozen pieces hanging here. Why is one more painting so important?

Shigure: Well I'd promised myself that I would complete it, no matter what. I
created it because I'm thankful for everything you've done, Father.

Jakob: What's this?! Wait. Is that your mother... and me?

Shigure: Yes, it is...

Jakob: This is what you've been toiling over?

Shigure: My love for you two is beyond measure. You brought me into this
world. Without you, I never would have been able to paint. So I wanted to
pour those feelings of gratitude into this portrait.

Jakob: Shigure... I don't know what to say. Heh. Fine, you win. I concede
defeat. You must be feeling clever.

Shigure: F-Father... It hurts when you hug me so tightly. Hahaha.

Jakob: Shigure, I must admit... It's wonderful to have such a thoughtful son.
I'm very proud of you.

Shigure: Thank you...

Jakob: Oh dear. There's no time to waste! We have to display this painting
immediately.

Shigure: OK... But now that I think about it, hanging this family portrait is
a little embarrassing.

Jakob: Maybe a bit. But it's also the finest piece here. It would be absurd
to excise it from the exhibition. We have to find the perfect place to
display it. Won't you help?

Shigure: Of course!
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G1. Kaze C

Kaze: Good morning, Shigure. I see that you're painting again.

Shigure: Oh, hello, Father. Yes, I'm sorry... I know this is no time for
painting. We are at war, after all.

Kaze: Son, I didn't bring it up to criticize you. Honestly, I feel quite
sorry for you. In different times, perhaps you could have become a famous
artist...

Shigure: That's very kind of you to say.

Kaze: Looking at your artwork, I can't help but feel that your talent is
being wasted here. If only there was a way to share all your work with other
people...

Shigure: What do you mean?

Kaze: Hmm... I've just had a brilliant idea. Why don't we throw a solo
exhibition?

Shigure: A-an exhibition? N-no, I couldn't possibly. With the troops on the
advance, there is no way we could pull it off. The setup itself would be more
work than it's worth.

Kaze: It doesn't need to be grandiose. We simply need to reserve a tent and
announce it to the villagers and troops.

Shigure: But it seems wrong to reserve a whole tent for my own personal
use...

Kaze: Shigure, your artwork can help to heal our exhausted hearts. In times
of war, it's important to provide some form of relief. This isn't personal or
selfish. Art reminds us of our humanity. That's something only you can do for
us.

Shigure: I'm not sure...

Kaze: Leave the preparations to me. There is no need to burden yourself. If
you're reluctant, I certainly won't force your hand.

Shigure: OK, Father... The idea scares me a bit, but maybe we should give it
a try. Who knows? Maybe it will be fun.

Kaze: Excellent! Let's strike while the iron's hot. I'll start enlisting
people to help. Let's make this a reality!
(Kaze leaves)

Shigure: Thank you, Father.
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Kaze B

Shigure: Good morning, Father...

Kaze: Hello, Shigure. Can I help you?

Shigure: Well, I've just been thinking... You've put in such a great deal of
work to make this exhibition happen... I just wanted to thank you for
everything.

Kaze: Son, I really haven't done anything special. I was happy to recruit
volunteers. It was actually quite easy. Everyone was so excited that the
exhibition practically organized itself. You're the one who's really making
this possible. Believe in yourself!

Shigure: I-I'll try...

Kaze: Shigure, are you feeling nervous?

Shigure: Maybe a little bit. Mostly I'm just unhappy that my newest painting
isn't going well.

Kaze: The one you're creating just for the big event? I'm very excited to see
that piece. But you haven't told me anything about it... Keep in mind that
time is running short. You've already completed plenty of paintings. Do you
really need one more?

Shigure: In this case, I do. Everyone has been working so hard to give me
this opportunity. That means I have to work even harder to make sure everyone
enjoys the show.

Kaze: I understand... But please, try not to overdo it, OK? This will all be
for nothing if you make yourself sick.

Shigure: I'll be careful. Thank you, Father. I must return to my painting.

Kaze: Of course. Good luck...
(Shigure leaves)
Kaze: Shigure is such a focused child... I wonder what it is that he's
painting?
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Kaze A

Kaze: The day is finally here! Shigure's exhibition has begun. I'm curious to
take a look inside the tent. Wow... This is quite the spectacle. People have
come from miles around to see his work. And from the sounds of the crowd,
they love the art! It's wonderful to see everyone so happy. It seems as
though our hard work paid off. Hmm, that's odd. Shigure is nowhere in sight.
Where could he be?

Shigure: *pant*... *pant*...

Kaze: Shigure?! Did something happen? Why are you only arriving just now? I
can't believe that you're late. This is your exhibition! I hope you're not
feeling unwell...

Shigure: Sorry, Father. I was up all night putting the finishing touches on
that painting.

Kaze: All night?! How foolish. Is this the piece you were telling me about?

Shigure: Y-yes, it is.

Kaze: Why did you go through all that trouble? There are countless paintings
already hung up here. What more could one canvas add? Take a look around.
Can't you see how much everyone loves the show?

Shigure: Y-yes, I see that. But this was especially important to me. I made
it as a token of my gratitude to you, Father.

Kaze: Wait... What?! Th-this is... me? And that's your mother.

Shigure: Yes, it's a family portrait. I finally managed to complete it just
now.

Kaze: So this is what you've been toiling over night and day? What's kept you
up 'til the break of dawn?

Shigure: Well... yes. My love for you two is beyond measure. You brought me
into this world. Without you, I never would have discovered the world of art.
So I wanted to pour those feelings of gratitude into this portrait.

Kaze: Shigure... Thank you, so... so much. *sniffle*

Shigure: F-Father, you're hugging me so tightly that it hurts... Hahahaha.

Kaze: Son, you make me so proud.

Shigure: Thank you...

Kaze: Well then... Ahem. We can't waste any more time. This painting has to
go up so everyone can enjoy it!

Shigure: OK, sure... It is a little bit embarrassing to put up a family
portrait, though...

Kaze: Nonsense. The likenesses are fantastic. And it's clearly the finest
work here. That's why I want to display it. Do you mind?

Shigure: No, you're right. Let's go, Father!
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G1. Silas C

Silas: Good morning, Shigure. You're painting again, I see.

Shigure: Oh, hello, Father... I didn't hear you enter. I'm sorry, I... I know
this is no time to be painting. We are at war, after all.

Silas: Now now, I didn't come here to scold you. Honestly, I feel rather
sorry for you. If things were different, you could paint as much as you like.
Honestly, you would probably be a famous artist in a better world.

Shigure: That's very kind of you to say.

Silas: This is so frustrating! If only there was a way to show off these
wonderful paintings of yours...

Shigure: It's not that important...

Silas: Wait... Ha! I know just what to do! How would you feel about holding a
solo exhibition?

Shigure: An exhibition? Oh, Father, I could never do that. With our troops on
the advance, the timing would never work out. The setup alone would require
far too much effort.

Silas: It doesn't need to be so grand. All we have to do is reserve a tent
and announce it to the troops and villagers.

Shigure: B-but it feels wrong to use a tent just for personal use...

Silas: No, this will be fine. In times of war, it's especially important to
seek out emotional relief. Everyone is exhausted, and what they really need
is some peace of mind. Your artwork can provide that for everyone!

Shigure: I'm not sure...

Silas: I certainly won't force your hand. What are your thoughts?

Shigure: Well... OK. Let's give it a shot. It would be a lie to say that I'm
not nervous about the idea though...

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away. I'll head into town to ask around for help.
(Silas leaves)

Shigure: Thank you, Father.
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Silas B

Shigure: Hello, Father...

Silas: Ah, Shigure. Did you need something?

Shigure: No, not really... You've done so much to make this exhibition
possible... I wanted to say how much I appreciate all of your hard work.

Silas: Now, Son, don't give me too much credit. I've only helped a little
bit. You're the artist! Everyone in town is excited for the show. That's why
they are all pitching in. They know how powerful your work is. No one can
deny the emotion conveyed in your art.

Shigure: O-oh, really?

Silas: Ha ha ha. Son, are you already nervous?

Shigure: Of course I am. The truth is, I'm not quite done with the final
painting. I just can't seem to perfect it.

Silas: A new painting? While I would love to see it, you don't have much time
before the event. Why don't you quit working on that piece and focus on the
show? You can always come back to it later.

Shigure: No, I can't. This painting is the centerpiece of the exhibition.
Everyone has labored so hard to give me this opportunity. I have to finish it
to show my appreciation.

Silas: Is that so? There has to be a limit to how hard you push yourself. If
you work yourself into the ground, this will all be for nothing.

Shigure: I understand your concern, but I'll be fine, Father. If you'll
excuse me, I should get back to my easel.

Silas: Very well. Good luck!
(Shigure leaves)
Silas: Well, the boy is certainly passionate... I wonder what he's painting?
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Silas A

Silas: Finally, the day has arrived! It's time for Shigure's exhibition! I
wonder how the tent came together... I better go see... This is incredible!
Look at all these people! And from the murmurs I'm overhearing, it sounds
like they love the paintings! I'm so glad that I got to help put this
showcase together. But where is the man of the hour? I haven't seen Shigure
anywhere...

Shigure: *pant*... *pant*...

Silas: Sh-Shigure, what's wrong? Why are you just now arriving? The
exhibition is in full swing! I can't believe that you're late.

Shigure: I'm sorry, but it couldn't be avoided. I had to stay up all night in
order to put the final touches on this painting...

Silas: Is this the one you mentioned before?

Shigure: Y-yes, it is...

Silas: Son, I don't understand. Why did you push yourself so hard? Even
without this final piece, there is still a great deal of work on display.
Take a look around. Everyone is smiling! They all love your paintings.

Shigure: I can see that. But it was important for me to finish this painting,
no matter what. I made this piece to show you my gratitude.

Silas: Huh?! What do you mean? Wait... I-is this your mother and I?

Shigure: Yes. I made a portrait of you.

Silas: So this is what you've been spending all your time on?

Shigure: Yes, Father. I love the both of you more than anything... You
brought me into this world. Without you, I never would have been able to
paint. I wanted to pour all my feelings into this piece. I'm very grateful
for everything.

Silas: Y-you're really... Oh, Shigure, I know just how you feel! *sob*

Shigure: Haha. F-Father, it hurts when you hug me so tightly...

Silas: R-right, of course. Sorry about that. I'm just proud to have an
incredible son like you.

Shigure: Thank you, Father.

Silas: Oh, right! The exhibition! We don't have time for this. Come on! We
have to hang this painting so that everyone can enjoy it!

Shigure: O-OK... It's kind of embarrassing, though...

Silas: Well, maybe a little. But it's the finest painting here, and everyone
deserves to see it! Let's hurry! We have to find the perfect place to put it.

Shigure: You're right... Let's go!
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G1. Xander C

Xander: Hello, Shigure. Painting again?

Shigure: Hello, Father. Sorry, I didn't hear you come in. I know this is no
time for painting, since we're at war and all.

Xander: I have no intention of scolding you, Son. Quite the opposite. In
times of struggle, it's difficult to follow your passions. I'm sorry that you
have to go through this. The truth is, I think you're a genuinely gifted
artist. It's important that you focus on your work. Don't let the outside
world distract you.

Shigure: That's kind of you to say. But I honestly don't think I have much of
a future as an artist.

Xander: You and your modesty... Why don't you show off this artwork? All
these fine paintings are going to waste.

Shigure: What do you mean?

Xander: I just had an idea... How would you feel about having a solo
exhibition for all your work?

Shigure: An exhibition? I could never do that! Besides, our troops are on the
advance. The setup alone would be way more work than it's worth.

Xander: This won't be some opulent affair. All we need to do is reserve a
tent and let everyone in town know about the event. It shouldn't be a
problem.

Shigure: B-but it seems so vain to reserve a whole tent just for my personal
use.

Xander: Please, don't misunderstand, Shigure. In exhausting times, it's
especially important to find peace of mind. Your paintings can bring relief
and joy to our community. Don't you see? This event could benefit everyone.

Shigure: I'm not sure...

Xander: If you're unwilling, I'm not going to force you. But please consider
it. What do you say, Son?

Shigure: OK, fine... We can try it, I guess. But I have to admit that it
makes me a bit anxious.

Xander: Don't be. We should get the ball rolling right away. I'll head into
town to recruit some helpers and turn this idea into a reality. See you soon,
Son.
(Xander leaves)

Shigure: Thank you, Father.
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Xander B

Shigure: Hello, Father...

Xander: Shigure, what's on your mind?

Shigure: Well... You've done so much to make this exhibition a reality. I
just wanted to say thanks.

Xander: You're expressing your gratitude to the wrong party, Son. Many
villagers pitched in to help set up your exhibition. Things are coming
together very rapidly.

Shigure: Oh...

Xander: Hmm? Shigure, are you nervous?

Shigure: Of course. But mostly I'm concerned about my newest painting. It's
just not coming together like I hoped it would.

Xander: Is this the painting you're creating for the special occasion? It
would be great to add it to the show, but time is running short. There is
still much to prepare for. Perhaps you should return to completing this piece
after the show?

Shigure: I promised myself that I would get it done. So many people have come
together to give me this opportunity. And the final piece really unites the
show. I have to keep going.

Xander: I understand. But please, don't overdo it. If you make yourself ill,
this will all be for nothing.

Shigure: Don't worry. Thank you, Father. I should return to my easel.

Xander: Very well. Just promise to look after yourself.
(Shigure leaves)
Xander: He certainly is fixated on this new painting... I wonder what the
subject is...
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Xander A

Xander: It's the big day. Shigure's exhibition is finally under way. I wonder
how it's going inside? Wow... This is amazing. Look at all these people...
From what I've overheard, the crowd seems to be enjoying his work. The show
is a wonderful success. But where in the world is Shigure? I haven't seen him
anywhere...

Shigure: *pant... pant*

Xander: Son, what happened? You're late! Where have you been?

Shigure: Sorry about that, Father. I've been up all night finishing my
painting.

Xander: Oh? Is that the new painting you were telling me about?

Shigure: Y-yes, it is...

Xander: Don't you remember when I warned you to be careful? Even without this
last piece, there are more than enough paintings here.

Shigure: I know. But I promised myself that I would complete it, no matter
what. I made this because I'm thankful for everything you've done for me.

Xander: This is... myself and your mother?

Shigure: Yes, it's a portrait of you and Mother. I wanted to use this chance
to paint it, at any cost.

Xander: So this is what you've been so devoted to working on?

Shigure: Yes, Father. My love for you two cannot be measured. You brought me
into this world. Without you, I never would have been able to paint. So I
wanted to put all those feelings into this portrait.

Xander: Shigure... This is quite a surprise. I had absolutely no idea what
you were up to!

Shigure: F-Father, it hurts when you hug me so tightly... Hahaha.

Xander: I am very lucky to have such a thoughtful boy like you.

Shigure: I'm lucky too.

Xander: I'm glad you think so. There's no time to waste! We have to put this
painting on display.

Shigure: OK... But it's a little embarrassing.

Xander: I swear, it isn't. This exhibition wouldn't be complete without the
finest piece on the wall! We have to find the best spot in this whole tent so
everyone can see it. Do you mind, Son?

Shigure: No, of course not. Let's go!
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G1. Leo C

Leo: Painting again, Shigure?

Shigure: Hello, Father. Sorry, I didn't hear you come in. I know this is no
time for artwork, since we're at war and all.

Leo: Son, I didn't come here to criticize you. In fact, I think your talent
is a rare gift. But considering that we're in the middle of a war, you can't
focus solely on art. Granted, I wish you could. It's clearly a wonderful use
of your time.

Shigure: That's kind of you to say, but I'm not so sure about that.

Leo: Don't be so modest. In different times, you would probably be a famous
artist. Now that I think about it, I hate to think of you squandering that
potential. There must be some way for me to support you...

Shigure: What do you mean?

Leo: Let me think for a minute... I know just what to do. How would you feel
about holding a solo exhibition?

Shigure: An exhibition? I could never do that! Besides, our troops are on the
advance. The setup alone would be way more work than it's worth.

Leo: Why do you say that? I don't foresee any issues there. We'll simply use
a spare tent and enlist some villagers to help.

Shigure: B-but it seems so vain to reserve a whole tent just for my personal
use.

Leo: It's obvious that the troops are exhausted from the trials of war. Their
fighting spirit is beginning to wane. I believe your exhibition could be a
perfect reprieve from their hardship.

Shigure: I'm not sure...

Leo: Don't you see? An exhibition would benefit our entire community. This
show isn't just for you. It's for everybody. If the idea isn't to your
liking, I won't force you to do anything. What do you say?

Shigure: OK, fine... We can give it a shot. But I have to admit that it makes
me a bit anxious.

Leo: Heh, I understand. We should get started right away. I'll head into town
to recruit some volunteers.
(Leo leaves)

Shigure: Thank you, Father.
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Leo B

Shigure: Hello, Father...

Leo: There you are, Shigure. Is something on your mind?

Shigure: Well... You've done so much to make this exhibition a possibility. I
just wanted to say thanks.

Leo: There's no need for that. Honestly, I haven't done all that much.
Everything is coming together swiftly due to all the hard work from the
villagers. They were galvanized into action because everyone is excited to
see your work. You should take pride in your efforts.

Shigure: Hmm...

Leo: Are you feeling nervous?

Shigure: Of course. But mostly I'm concerned about my newest painting. It's
just not coming together like I hoped it would.

Leo: Is this the one you're painting just for the big occasion? A brand-new
work would obviously add prestige to the affair. Unfortunately, we're running
out of time. If the painting isn't going well, you may have to finish it
after the show.

Shigure: I promised myself that I would get it done. So many people have come
together to give me this opportunity. And the final piece really unites the
show. I have to keep going.

Leo: Oh... Well, I understand. Just don't work too hard. If you make yourself
ill, all this effort will have been for nothing.

Shigure: I'll be sure to take care, Father. Now if you'll excuse me, I should
get back to it.

Leo: Of course. Do your best, Son.
(Shigure leaves)
Leo: He sure is fixated on that painting. I wonder how it will turn out...
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Leo A

Leo: The big day has finally arrived. Shigure's exhibition is under way. Time
to see how things are going... Wow... What an exceptional crowd. There are
more people here than I imagined. And from what I'm overhearing, everyone
seems to love the art. Heh... Yes, I think it's safe to say that this event
is a great success. Wait a minute... Where is Shigure? I don't see him
anywhere...

Shigure: *pant... pant*

Leo: Shigure?! What happened? Why are you only arriving just now? How could
you be late for your own show?!

Shigure: Sorry about that, Father. I've been up all night working on my
painting.

Leo: The one that's been causing you so much trouble lately?

Shigure: Y-yes, that's the one...

Leo: For the gods' sake, don't you remember when I told you not to overdo it?
Why are you so fixated on this piece? Aren't there enough canvases here?

Shigure: I promised myself that I would complete it, no matter what. I made
this because I'm thankful for everything you've done for me.

Leo: This painting... It's your mother and me.

Shigure: Yes, it's a portrait of you two.

Leo: So this is what you've been devoting all your time to?

Shigure: Indeed. My love for you and Mother cannot be measured. You brought
me into this world. Without you, I never would have been able to paint. So I
wanted to put all those feelings into this portrait.

Leo: Shigure... You've been acting so nonchalant while keeping this secret
from me. I had no idea...

Shigure: F-Father, it hurts when you hug me so tightly... Hahaha.

Leo: Sorry about that. It's just that you've made me very proud.

Shigure: I feel the same way about you, Father.

Leo: Heh... Wait a minute. This isn't the time for a heart-to-heart! We have
to put this painting on display!

Shigure: OK. It's a little embarrassing though...

Leo: Why? Because it's personal? Son, it wouldn't be much of an exhibit if
the finest painting here wasn't on display! Let's go find the perfect spot
for it. You don't really mind, do you?

Shigure: No, of course not. I know just where it should go!
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G1. Arthur C

Arthur: Shigure? Back to painting again, eh?

Shigure: Hello, Father. Sorry, I didn't hear you come in. I know this is no
time for painting, since we're at war and all.

Arthur: No, please, don't misunderstand. I'm not upset that you're painting.
Quite the opposite, in fact. I'm actually saddened by your situation. I truly
believe you could have become a world-class artist in a different time.

Shigure: That's very flattering, Father. But I don't know about that.

Arthur: Modesty is one of your many virtues. If only there was a way to show
off all these paintings of yours. Hmm... I'm sure I can think of something.

Shigure: What do you mean?

Arthur: Wait, I know just what to do! Eureka! Shigure, we will throw a big
solo exhibition for you!

Shigure: A-an exhibition? I could never do that! Besides, our troops are on
the advance. The setup alone would be way more work than it's worth.

Arthur: Don't worry too much about the details. All we have to do is rent a
tent and enlist the villagers and soldiers to help. Then we just have to show
off your art!

Shigure: B-but it seems so vain to reserve a whole tent just for my personal
use.

Arthur: You're missing the point. This isn't just for you. It's for the whole
community! With war raging, we need art to soothe our souls more than ever.
That's something that only you can do!

Shigure: I'm not sure...

Arthur: I'm not trying to force your hand. If you aren't comfortable, I
understand.

Shigure: OK, fine... Maybe we should give the exhibition a try. But I have to
admit that the idea makes me a little anxious.

Arthur: Don't be! This will be an incredible event! We need to get started
right away. There's no time to waste! I'm going to run into town to start
recruiting some helpers. Time is of the essence, and careful preparation is
key! Talk to you soon!
(Arthur leaves)

Shigure: OK. Thank you, Father.
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Arthur B

Shigure: Hello, Father...

Arthur: Ah, Shigure! Is something wrong? You look upset today.

Shigure: Well... You've done so much to make this exhibition a possibility. I
just wanted to say thanks.

Arthur: Hahaha! Now, Son, I really haven't done anything all that important.
As soon as I started talking about the exhibition, everyone wanted to help. I
was asked to stay away after accidents occurred during the preparations. So
really, it's everyone else you should thank. But things are going smoothly!
Just relax and get ready for your big day!

Shigure: I-I'll try...

Arthur: Hmm? Shigure, are you nervous?

Shigure: A little bit. But mostly I'm concerned about my newest painting.
It's just not coming together like I hoped it would.

Arthur: Right, the one you're making specifically for the exhibition, yes?
While I would love to see a new work from you, time is running short. Is it
really necessary to complete one more piece? You already have so many
paintings.

Shigure: I promised myself that I would get it done. So many people have come
together to give me this opportunity. And the final piece really unites the
show. I have to keep going.

Arthur: Hmm... Is that so? Working yourself to the bone is no good. Please,
don't push yourself too hard.

Shigure: I'll try not to. Thank you, Father. I should probably get back to my
painting.

Arthur: Do your best, Son!
(Shigure leaves)
Arthur: I wonder why he's so dedicated to finishing this last painting?
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Arthur A

Arthur: After tireless preparations, the big day is finally here! Shigure's
solo exhibition! I've stayed far away to ensure that nothing unnatural
occurred. I'm sure my presence now is perfectly fine. The spectators are
still pouring in. There's quite a bit of noise coming from inside the tent.
Incredible... The show is filled to the brim. What an impressive turnout! And
from what I've overheard, Shigure's art is earning rave reviews. I think it's
safe to say that this event is a great success. This was obviously one of my
better ideas. But where is the man of the hour?

Shigure: *pant*... *pant*...

Arthur: Shigure? Why are you out of breath? Did you just arrive? How could
you be late to your own event?

Shigure: Sorry about that, Father. I've been up all night finishing my
painting.

Arthur: What?! All night?

Shigure: Y-yes.

Arthur: Son, I appreciate your passionate commitment to the arts. But if you
had made yourself ill, this event could have been canceled. Look around.
There are plenty of paintings on the walls. Why was it so important to push
yourself?

Shigure: I promised myself that I would complete it, no matter what. I made
this because I'm thankful for everything you've done for me, Father.

Arthur: Wh-what?! Th-this painting... it's of Azura and myself?

Shigure: Yes, it is.

Arthur: So this is what's taken up all of your time?

Shigure: My love for you two is beyond measure. You brought me into this
world. Without you, I never would have been able to paint. So I wanted to put
all those feelings into this portrait.

Arthur: Y-you really took me by surprise. I'm at a loss for words. But I must
say... Thank you! I am eternally grateful for this honor, Shigure!

Shigure: F-Father, I can't breathe when you hug me so tightly, hahaha.

Arthur: You're a wonderful son. I couldn't be more proud of you.

Shigure: Thank you. It's an honor to be your son.

Arthur: Indeed... Ah! There's no time for dallying! This piece must be put on
display!

Shigure: Now I'm a little bit embarrassed.

Arthur: Why? Because this painting depicts your handsome parents? Be proud!
Everyone should see this! There's no doubt about it. This is the finest
canvas here! We'll have to find the perfect place to hang it up. Right, Son?

Shigure: That's right, Father!
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G1. Odin C

Odin: Ah, there you are, Shigure. Still painting that picture of yours, I
see.

Shigure: Oh, hello, Father. I'm sorry, I didn't hear you come in. I
apologize. I shouldn't be spending my my time on such frivolous pursuits. We
are at war, after all.

Odin: You have absolutely no need to feel a shred of embarrassment, my son.
It's clear that the goddess of art looks with favor upon you. Follow those
magnificent instincts of yours, and create whatever you wish! Don't forget to
ignore the prodding eyes of those who don't understand true brilliance.

Shigure: Hahaha. That's very kind of you to say, Father.

Odin: Now let me have a look. Hmm... I must admit that you rather lack a
flair for the dramatic. Still, it's a tragedy that your work has so little
opportunity to be appreciated. I only wish there was a way to introduce this
genius of yours to the whole world.

Shigure: Father, don't be ridiculous.

Odin: Wait... Just maybe... Eureka! I know what to do! We bring together a
menagerie of imagined worlds, trapped in oak frames... And we house each
piece under one roof. What I mean to say is, why don't we have an exhibition
of all your work?

Shigure: A-a solo exhibition? I don't think I'm ready for that. Not to
mention that our troops are on the advance. It seems like a lot more trouble
than it's actually worth.

Odin: Heh, you must have forgotten who you're addressing. I always make the
impossible happen! For I am Odin Dark! All we have to do is rent a nice large
tent. I'm sure the villagers and soldiers will be happy to help. Yes, I
believe we can pull this off without an issue.

Shigure: It just seems absurd for me to reserve a whole tent for personal
use...

Odin: Nonsense! Your artistic skill is a gift from the heavens! A true
treasure for the entire nation... No, for all of humanity to admire! Hiding
this precious gift would be worse than committing the most heinous crime. The
choice is yours. Will you be a derelict who spits on your god-given talent...
or will you blaze your own trail as a true artist?

Shigure: Fine, Father. I will put on this solo exhibition. Nothing ventured,
nothing gained, right?

Odin: Too true! And with that, our contract is sealed. I swear that I'll do
everything in my power to make this Banquet of Beauty a reality! Let our
journey begin! We must gather more supplicants to our cause!
(Odin leaves)

Shigure: Thank you, Father.
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Odin B

Shigure: Hello, Father.

Odin: Ah, Shigure. Can I help you?

Shigure: Well, I've been thinking... You've done so much to make this
exhibition happen. I just wanted to thank you. For everything.

Odin: Hahaha... It was no trouble. I had plenty of assistance... For no
mortal can resist my command when under the spell of Black Vespa! Actually,
most people wanted to help with the exhibition right away. I didn't have to
use my dark powers at all. Hehe... Hahahaha...

Shigure: O-oh, I see...

Odin: Shigure, what's wrong? You look nervous.

Shigure: Maybe a little. The truth is, I'm not very proud of my newest
painting. It... It still leaves something to be desired.

Odin: Oh? Are you referring to the new piece for the exhibition? Our event
draws near... You must be courageous and divorce yourself from doubt and
delusion. For you are a young champion of the arts!

Shigure: Of course. I must double my efforts to fix the piece. Everyone has
put in so much effort to provide this opportunity for me.

Odin: I appreciate the commitment to excellence, but make sure to know your
limits.

Shigure: Thank you, Father. If you'll excuse me, I must return to painting.

Odin: Excellent. And remember. Chin up!
(Shigure leaves)
Odin: That's odd... He has more fire in his belly than usual... I wonder what
that boy is getting up to...
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Odin A

Odin: Finally, the big day has arrived! My son's own exhibit, at long last...
The Banquet of Beauty! But first, I must inspect the tent... Hmm... Well,
well, look at all these people. They've come in droves to see his art. And it
seems that Shigure's work is going over well with the masses. Hahaha, yes, I
feel it's safe to say that this banquet is a roaring success! Thanks to my
tireless efforts, of course. I'm sure you agree, don't you, Shigure? Wh-where
did he go? I can't see my Shigure anywhere! My gods! What if he was taken by
some secret society bent on eradicating all beauty?!

Shigure: *pant*... *pant*

Odin: Sh-Shigure! Son! Thank goodness! You must have been able to escape the
secret society just in time! Were you forced to use cunning or raw physical
prowess to escape their clutches? Those villains are doubtlessly plotting
their next move... But fear not! I will protect you!

Shigure: Father, calm down. I'm sorry for being late. I had to stay up all
night to perfect the final painting in the series.

Odin: Wh-what? That's all? So that fiendish society doesn't exist?

Shigure: N-no, not at all. I'm perfectly safe...

Odin: Well then... That's certainly for the best. Wait, what am I saying?
Staying up all night is absolutely unacceptable! What if, in a moment of
exhaustion, you were to trip and injure yourself? We would have to cancel the
entire show! There is already plenty of art here. Why did you feel it
necessary to push yourself so hard?

Shigure: I-I'm sorry... I just wanted to finish this painting. I made it to
show you my gratitude, Father.

Odin: Whatever do you mean? Th-this painting is of... your mother... and me?

Shigure: Yes, it's a portrait of you two. It was very important to finish it
at any cost.

Odin: So this whole time, you were painting this?

Shigure: Yes... I wanted you both to know how much I appreciate and love you.
If not for you two, I would have never entered this world. None of these
paintings would ever exist. So I did what I could to harness my talent and
pour that gratitude into the painting.

Odin: Shigure... Y-you... you are... truly an amazing child. This is the
finest work of art that these eyes have ever seen!

Shigure: F-Father... I'm glad you like it. But when you hug me so tight, it's
hard to breathe. Whew. That's better, hahaha.

Odin: Son, I feel as if my heart is nearly bursting with pride at your
marvelous work. I'm so proud of you. Bravo!

Shigure: Thank you. I'm very proud to be your child.

Odin: Haha... I'm glad to hear it. Now then! This is no time to linger. We
must hang this piece along with the others!

Shigure: Certainly. It is a little embarrassing, though.

Odin: Nonsense! Frankly, without it here, we could never call this the
Banquet of Beauty! Am I wrong, Shigure?

Shigure: No... You're right, Father!
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G1. Niles C

Niles: Shigure, you're painting again?

Shigure: Oh, Father. I didn't hear you come in. I'm sorry... I know I
shouldn't be focused on trivial things like artwork. I haven't forgotten that
we're at war.

Niles: Son, you didn't do anything wrong. And trust me, I know a thing or two
about indiscretion... Granted, your paintings aren't my thing, but I find
them oddly entrancing. I think your work might turn a few heads. You
shouldn't be afraid to show off your talent a little more.

Shigure: That's kind of you to say.

Niles: It's easy to forget about your troubles when you look at these
paintings... Listen, maybe I'm crazy, but I think you should share your work
with the world.

Shigure: Father, I don't know...

Niles: Wait, I have an idea... Have you ever thought about trying to do some
kind of show?

Shigure: What do you mean?

Niles: You know. Hang up all your work... Like a solo exhibition, I mean.

Shigure: A-an exhibition?! I could never do something like that! Our troops
are on the advance. War is still raging... Honestly, the setup alone would be
more trouble than it's worth.

Niles: It's not like we have to build a gallery. Think a little smaller. All
we have to do is borrow a tent and get some soldiers and townsfolk to
volunteer. We could throw this together in no time.

Shigure: But it seems so vain to use a whole tent just for my personal use...

Niles: This isn't just personal use. Why don't you open up and share your
talent? People can always use a dose of beauty during harsh times.

Shigure: Father, I'm not sure...

Niles: Inside, I think you want other folks to see your work. That eagerness
is just beneath the surface. But I'm not gonna force you to do anything if
you're against the idea.

Shigure: OK, fine... The idea makes me nervous, but I'll do it. We can throw
the exhibition.

Niles: Hehehe, excellent. You just leave the preparations to me, understand?
I'm going to head out and recruit some helpers. Keep your fingers crossed.
(Niles leaves)

Shigure: Thank you, Father.
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Niles B

Shigure: Father...

Niles: Hey, Shigure. Did you need something?

Shigure: Not exactly... You've been doing so much to make this exhibition
possible. I just wanted to thank you.

Niles: No need. I'm very happy to assist. I just had the idea, really. Don't
give me too much credit. By the way, I managed to rent the tent. They
rejected my request initially... But after I told them it was for your use
and not my own, they changed their tune. So everything is coming together.
But this whole exhibit is only happening because of your gift. Be proud of
yourself.

Shigure: O-oh, I'll try...

Niles: Why do you look tense? Are you feeling nervous, Shigure?

Shigure: Well, sure, of course. But I'm mostly upset because my last painting
isn't coming together...

Niles: The one you're creating specifically for the big event? Opening night
is just around the corner. Obviously this matters a great deal to you, but
sometimes things don't work out. Maybe you should hold off on finishing that
piece and focus on the exhibition.

Shigure: No, it's very important that I complete it in time. Everyone has
worked so hard to pitch in... I want them to know that I appreciate all of
their efforts. That means the show has to be great.

Niles: Well, it is your exhibition. But don't push yourself too hard. We
won't be able to pull off the show if you make yourself sick.

Shigure: Thank you, Father. I should really get back to my easel.

Niles: If you insist.
(Shigure leaves)
Niles: That boy is much more fired up than usual. I wonder what it is that
he's working on?
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Niles A

Niles: The exhibition is finally under way! I better check out how things are
going inside the tent... Wow... Look at all these visitors! The tent is
practically overflowing with them! From the murmurs I'm hearing, everyone
seems to love the paintings. I think it's fair to call this a huge success.
But where is the man of the hour? I haven't seem him anywhere.

Shigure: *pant*... *pant*...

Niles: Shigure, why are you out of breath? Did you just get here? It's not
exactly proper to show up late to your own exhibition.

Shigure: I apologize, Father. I had to stay up all night to finish the final
piece.

Niles: You stayed up all night just to paint?

Shigure: Y-yes...

Niles: But there are already plenty of finished works hanging here. Why were
you so fixated on completing this last one?

Shigure: Well, I'd promised myself that I would, no matter what. I made it to
show how thankful I am for everything you've done, Father.

Niles: WH-WHAT?! This is a painting of your mother... and me?

Shigure: Yes, it is...

Niles: So this is what you sacrificed everything else to complete.

Shigure: My love for you two is beyond measure. You brought me into this
world. Without you, I never would have been able to paint. So I wanted to
pour those feelings of gratitude into this portrait.

Niles: Shigure... you... I'm almost angry... at what a great son you are!

Shigure: F-Father, it hurts when you hug me so tightly, hahaha.

Niles: I'll never understand how a wonderful kid like you came from a rascal
like me. You sure make me proud.

Shigure: Thank you, Father.

Niles: Now that I'm done being sentimental... We need to focus on the show!
There's no more time for hugs. This piece needs to be a part of the show!

Shigure: O-OK. I'm a little embarrassed though...

Niles: Don't be ridiculous. This is the finest painting I've ever seen. I'm
going to hang it in the easiest-to-see spot in this whole exhibition!

Shigure: If you insist, Father!
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G1. Laslow C

Laslow: Shigure! You're back to painting again?

Shigure: Hello, Father. Sorry, I didn't hear you come in. I know this is no
time for painting, since we're at war and all.

Laslow: That's not true! I didn't come here to scold you. Honestly, I really
like your paintings. I think you should spend more time on artwork!

Shigure: That's kind of you to say. But I really don't think I have much of a
future as an artist.

Laslow: Heheh. You and I are similar. At the end of the day, we're both
pretty shy. In a different time, I know you would have become a brilliant
artist. If only there was a way to show off your paintings to more people...

Shigure: What do you mean?

Laslow: Let me think for a minute... Wait! I have a great idea. We will hold
a big solo exhibition for you!

Shigure: A-an exhibition? I could never do that. Besides, our troops are on
the advance. The setup alone would be way more work than it's worth.

Laslow: This doesn't have to be some grand affair. All we have to do is
reserve a spacious tent and invite all the villagers and soldiers.

Shigure: B-but it seems so vain to reserve a whole tent just for my personal
use.

Laslow: I think that your paintings might be able to grant some peace of
mind. With everyone exhausted from the war, the people could use a night of
fun.

Shigure: I'm not sure...

Laslow: I'm not trying to force you to do anything. What do you say?

Shigure: OK, fine... We can try it, I guess. But I have to admit that it
makes me a bit anxious.

Laslow: Don't be! This will be great! Let's get right to business. I'll go
try and round up some volunteers in town. I'll be back with some good news
soon!
(Laslow leaves)

Shigure: Thank you, Father!
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Laslow B

Shigure: Hello, Father...

Laslow: Hey there, Shigure! Say, is something on your mind?

Shigure: Well... You've done so much to make this exhibition a possibility. I
just wanted to say thanks.

Laslow: Oh don't be silly. I haven't done much of anything. Things are coming
together because of all the help from the volunteers. They're all so
enthusiastic because they can't wait to see your work!

Shigure: O-oh, I see...

Laslow: Son, are you feeling nervous?

Shigure: Of course. But mostly I'm concerned about my newest painting. It's
just not coming together like I hoped it would.

Laslow: New painting? Oh, right! The one you've been working on just for the
show, right? Time's running out! While I would love to see it, maybe you
should just finish it after the event is over.

Shigure: I promised myself that I would get it done. So many people have come
together to give me this opportunity. And the final piece really unites the
show. I have to keep going.

Laslow: OK, if you say so. But please, don't work yourself into the ground.
If you make yourself sick, we will have to cancel the show.

Shigure: Don't worry, I'll be careful. I should get back to my painting.
Good-bye, Father.

Laslow: Hang in there, Son!
(Shigure leaves)
Laslow: A new painting, huh? I wonder what he's working on...
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Laslow A

Laslow: The exhibition has finally begun! I better take a peek inside the
tent... Wow... Look at this crowd! What a remarkable turnout. This is
impressive. And there's no shortage of gorgeous ladies here as well... Wait,
stop it! None of that today! It's nice to see so many smiles for once. I
think it's fair to say this event is a big hit. Shigure really should be
proud. Huh? Wait, I haven't seen him here. Where could he possibly be?

Shigure: *pant*... *pant*...

Laslow: S-Son, what happened?! Did you just arrive? I hope nothing bad
occurred on your way here.

Shigure: Sorry about that, Father. I've been up all night finishing
something.

Laslow: What's that under your arm? Is it the painting you've been working
on?

Shigure: Y-yes, it is...

Laslow: Shigure, I'm glad that you have a good, solid work ethic. But don't
you remember me telling you not to overdo it? Even if you hadn't finished
this in time, there's still a ton of great paintings here. What if you had
made yourself sick? All that hard work would have been totally pointless!

Shigure: I know. But I promised myself that I would complete it, no matter
what. I made this because I'm thankful for everything you've done for me,
Father.

Laslow: What the-?! Th-this is me... and your mother?!

Shigure: Yes, it's a portrait of you two.

Laslow: So this is what you've been working so hard on lately? I had no
idea...

Shigure: Yes, Father. My love for you and Mother cannot be measured. You
brought me into this world. Without you, I never would have been able to
paint. So I wanted to put all those feelings into this portrait.

Laslow: Son, this is the finest painting that I've ever seen! You truly are a
remarkable artist.

Shigure: F-Father, it hurts when you hug me so tightly... Hahaha.

Laslow: Eheheh, sorry about that! I was overcome with emotion for a moment.
You make me very proud.

Shigure: I feel the same way!

Laslow: Thank you, Son. Why are we just standing around? We have to get this
painting on display!

Shigure: O-OK. It is a little embarrassing, though...

Laslow: I realize that having something personal out in the open isn't easy.
But this wouldn't be a true exhibition if we didn't put this painting on the
wall too! Let's put it where everyone can see it. Is that all right with you,
Shigure?

Shigure: Sure, Father. Let's put it up!
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G1. Benny C

Benny: Are you painting again, Shigure?

Shigure: Hello, Father. Sorry, I didn't hear you come in. I know this is no
time for painting, since we're at war and all.

Benny: No, no, I wasn't mad at you, Son. To be honest, I feel sorry for you.
If it weren't for these harsh times, I really believe you would be a famous
artist.

Shigure: Ha, that's kind of you to say, but I doubt it.

Benny: I think your art is very meaningful. Your paintings inspire me to
reflect-to look back at my regrets... Anyway, there must be a way... for us
to show off these paintings.

Shigure: What do you mean?

Benny: Wait... That's it. We will throw a solo exhibition for your work!

Shigure: A-an exhibition? I could never do that. Besides, our troops are on
the advance. The setup alone would be way more work than it's worth.

Benny: No, it will be simple. We just have to rent a tent and get the
soldiers and villagers to help out.

Shigure: B-but it seems so vain to reserve a whole tent just for my personal
use.

Benny: This isn't for you. Art has the power to heal our hearts. Your show
can be a relief for all the people in town who are exhausted from the war.

Shigure: I don't know...

Benny: I'm not going to force you to do anything. What do you say, Shigure?

Shigure: OK, fine... We can try it, I guess. But I have to admit that it
makes me a bit anxious.

Benny: I understand, but this is a good thing. I'm going to head into town to
spread the word and find helpers.
(Benny leaves)

Shigure: Thank you, Father.
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Benny B

Shigure: Hello, Father...

Benny: Shigure... Is something on your mind?

Shigure: Well... You've done so much to make this exhibition a possibility. I
just wanted to say thanks.

Benny: There is no need to thank me... Honestly, everyone was so excited by
the idea of your exhibit that it's been easy. The whole village has been
pitching in to help out. So far, all the preparations have been going
smoothly.

Shigure: O-oh...

Benny: Are you feeling nervous?

Shigure: Of course. But mostly I'm concerned about my newest painting. It's
just not coming together like I hoped it would.

Benny: The new one you wanted to have ready for this exhibition? It seems to
be taking up a lot of your time. The event is only a few days away... If it's
proving too difficult, maybe you should stop working on it for a while. You
can always return to it after the show.

Shigure: I promised myself that I would get it done. So many people have come
together to give me this opportunity. And the final piece really unites the
show. I have to keep going.

Benny: I understand. But do me a favor. Don't overwork yourself. It's not
worth getting sick to finish this final painting.

Shigure: Of course. Thank you, Father. I should probably get back to my
easel.

Benny: Very well. Do your best.
(Shigure leaves)
Benny: Shigure certainly seems inspired. I wonder what's gotten into him...
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Benny A

Benny: At last, the big day is here. Shigure's exhibition. I wonder how the
final preparations came together in the tent. Wow... This is incredible. Look
at all these people. From what I've overheard, it seems like the art is going
over well. Yes, I think it's safe to say that this show is an absolute
success. I'm so glad that we made this happen... Hmm. That's odd... I don't
see Shigure anywhere...

Shigure: *pant*... *pant*...

Benny: Shigure, did you just get here? The exhibition is well under way. How
could you be late to your own exhibition?

Shigure: Sorry about that, Father. I've been up all night finishing my
painting.

Benny: All night? Just to finish that last piece?

Shigure: Y-yes...

Benny: I told you not to push too hard, didn't I? Look around. There are
plenty of pieces hanging here. What could you really gain by adding just one
more, huh? We would have had to call this off if you had made yourself sick.

Shigure: I know. But I promised myself that I would complete it, no matter
what. I made this because I'm thankful for everything you've done for me,
Father.

Benny: What?! Th-this is... your mother and me?

Shigure: Yes, it's a portrait of you and Mother. I wanted to use this chance
to paint it, at any cost.

Benny: You've spent all your time making this?

Shigure: Yes, Father. My love for you two cannot be measured. You brought me
into this world. Without you, I never would have been able to paint. So I
wanted to put all those feelings into this portrait.

Benny: I'm no good with words... I-I don't know what to say... Thank you,
Shigure. I'm very grateful.

Shigure: F-Father, it hurts when you hug me so tightly... Hahahaha.

Benny: I'm proud to be your father. You're a wonderful young man.

Shigure: Thank you...

Benny: Heh... We can't just sit here. This needs to get hung up alongside the
rest of your art.

Shigure: O-OK... But it's a little embarrassing.

Benny: It's not much of an exhibition if the finest piece doesn't go on the
wall. Everyone should see this. Right, Son?

Shigure: You're right, Father!
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G1. Keaton C

Keaton: Hey, Shigure! Back to painting again?

Shigure: Hello, Father. Sorry, I didn't hear you come in. I know this is no
time for painting, since we're at war and all.

Keaton: Why are you apologizing? I don't see what's so bad about following
your passion, even in wartime. Take me for example. I still hunt whenever the
urge strikes! Keep working on those paintings, and one day you could become a
great artist!

Shigure: That's kind of you to say, but I doubt it.

Keaton: Don't be so modest. It won't make you any more successful. In a
wolfskin pack, those who contribute the most always walk with their heads up.
Maybe you would feel better if you saw how much people like your work.

Shigure: What do you mean?

Keaton: Hmm... What's the best possible way to show off your talent? I know!
What if we held an art exhibition to display all your paintings?

Shigure: A-an exhibition? I could never do that. Besides, our troops are on
the advance. The setup alone would be way more work than it's worth.

Keaton: Why do you say that? It can't be so hard. All we have to do is
reserve a tent and get the troops and the villagers to help out.

Shigure: B-but it seems so vain to reserve a whole tent just for my personal
use.

Keaton: This isn't just for you. Everyone's exhausted from the war going on,
right? An art show could be a great way for the villagers and soldiers to
unwind. Your work could be a huge relief! An excuse to have some fun!

Shigure: I don't know...

Keaton: Listen, if you don't want to, no pressure. I can try and come up with
a different plan. What do you think?

Shigure: OK, fine... We can try it, I guess. But I have to admit that it
makes me a bit anxious.

Keaton: Outstanding! I'll go ask some villagers to help out with the event.
See you soon!
(Keaton leaves)

Shigure: OK. Thank you, Father.
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Keaton B

Shigure: Hello, Father...

Keaton: Shigure! You look a little sad. Is something going on?

Shigure: Well... You've done so much to make this exhibition a possibility. I
just wanted to say thanks.

Keaton: Stop it, you're embarrassing me! I really haven't done anything
special. The villagers deserve all the credit. They're excited for the show!
All their hard work is making everything come together quickly. If you really
want to thank someone, you should start with yourself!

Shigure: O-oh...

Keaton: Hmm? Are you nervous?

Shigure: Of course. But mostly I'm concerned about my newest painting. It's
just not coming together like I hoped it would.

Keaton: Oh yeah? Is this the one you're making just for the exhibition? I'm
surprised that you're still trying to finish it. There isn't much time left.
Couldn't you return to it after the exhibition?

Shigure: I promised myself that I would get it done. So many people have come
together to give me this opportunity. And the final piece really unites the
show. I have to keep going.

Keaton: Do whatever you want, but please try to be careful. If you work too
hard and make yourself sick, all of this will be pointless.

Shigure: Sure, of course. Thank you, Father. I should get back to my
painting.

Keaton: OK. Good luck!
(Shigure leaves)
Keaton: I've never seen Shigure so focused. What in the world is he painting?
I can't help but be curious...
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Keaton A

Keaton: The big day is here. Shigure's exhibition has finally started! Time
to go take a look inside the tent... Wow! Look at all these people! And
they're all here to see his paintings. From the murmurs I'm overhearing, it
seems like everyone loves the show! There's no doubt about it. This is a
smash success! Are you happy, Shigure? Wait... Where is he? How could he
possibly be missing?

Shigure: *pant*... *pant*...

Keaton: Shigure? Are you just now getting here? How could you show up late to
your own exhibition?!

Shigure: Sorry about that, Father. I've been up all night finishing my
painting.

Keaton: All night?! Just to finish one painting?

Shigure: Y-yes...

Keaton: How could you act so recklessly? There are plenty of excellent
paintings here already. Why was one more so important? Look around. Can't you
see all the smiling faces here? They all love your work.

Shigure: I see that. But I promised myself that I would complete it, no
matter what. I made this because I'm thankful for everything you've done for
me, Father.

Keaton: WHA-?! This painting... It's of me and your mom?!

Shigure: Yes, it's a portrait of you and Mother. I wanted to use this chance
to paint it, at any cost.

Keaton: So this is what you've been spending all your time on?

Shigure: Yes, Father. My love for you two cannot be measured. You brought me
into this world. Without you, I never would have been able to paint. So I
wanted to put all those feelings into this portrait.

Keaton: Sh-Shigure, you... Who told you to paint this anyway? All of this
would have been pointless if you had made yourself sick. You're such a big
idiot!

Shigure: F-Father, it hurts when you hug me so tightly... Hahaha.

Keaton: Thank you for this gorgeous painting. You make me very proud, Son.

Shigure: I'm lucky to have such a supportive father.

Keaton: We both must be lucky... Whoops! We have to get going. This painting
isn't going to display itself! We've got to show it off!

Shigure: O-OK... It's a little embarrassing, though...

Keaton: Haha, maybe a little bit. But this exhibit wouldn't be complete
without the best piece on the wall! Come on! Let's find the perfect place for
your new piece!

Shigure: O-OK!
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G2. Jakob C

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everyone...

Jakob: Hello, Dwyer. Did you make coffee too?

Dwyer: I did. Let me guess...

Jakob: I'll be serving everyone the coffee I painstakingly prepared. You can
go ahead and enjoy whatever it is that you brewed.

Dwyer: There must be a mistake. I'm going to serve the espresso I made. You
know I make better coffee than you. Admit it.

Jakob: What?! How dare you hurl that cheeky nonsense at your father!

Dwyer: I wasn't trying to talk back or be rude. It's a simple statement of
fact.

Jakob: That your coffee is superior to mine? You really think that's true?
I've got some news for you, Son. That is utter hogwash. Especially
considering the fact that you haven't bothered to even try mine yet.

Dwyer: There's no need. I can smell it. And I think I'll pass.

Jakob: What?!

Dwyer: You realize it too, don't you? If you'll pardon me. We wouldn't want
my coffee to get any colder, now would we?
(Dwyer leaves)

Jakob: Damn! Much as I hate to admit it, he's right. This time, and ONLY this
time, Dwyer made better coffee than me. But, I'll show him. Just you wait and
see, Son...
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Jakob B

Jakob: Hello, Dwyer. I made you some fresh coffee.

Dwyer: Oh, really? Did you see some pigs flying as well?

Jakob: How amusing. Listen. The other day, I just so happened to make a
mistake. It's a curious and rare occurrence, I assure you. But now it's time
to really see who is the coffee king of this castle. You... Or me.

Dwyer: Ohh, I understand.

Jakob: Now be grateful and drink up. You can even cry on my shoulder after
you taste your bitter defeat.

Dwyer: The only bitter thing here is this terrible brew. There's no love.

Jakob: What do you mean?

Dwyer: The cup itself is cold.

Jakob: Th-the cup?

Dwyer: You didn't even bother to warm up the cup before pouring the coffee,
right? That means the hot java cools down the moment it's poured inside.

Jakob: I... I can't believe I made such a thoughtless mistake.

Dwyer: I'm sorry, Father. But it seems I've won this battle without even
taking a sip.

Jakob: Grrrrrrrrr. Even competing with my own son, I didn't expect to feel
this frustrated. No, I'm just angry because I lost to you. That must be it.

Dwyer: While we're on the topic... I've been thinking. I'm confident that I
could handle any task as a butler better than you can.

Jakob: Is that right? Well, my arrogant boy, what say we step into the
practice field? It's been a while since you and I have gone head-to-head.
Just know one thing: I won't hold back this time. Now go get your things.

Dwyer: W-wait... What does this have to do with combat?

Jakob: Silence! It's so I can reclaim my peace of mind, obviously. If you
don't want to take a good thrashing, then I'd recommend defending yourself.

Dwyer: You're horrible...
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Jakob A

Jakob: Good morning, Son. You're looking well today.

Dwyer: Aren't you in awfully good spirits...

Jakob: Hahaha. Did you enjoy our sparring session the other day? I believe I
made my superiority clear.

Dwyer: I've never seen you so focused before. A drunken bear would have
fought with more dignity than you did...

Jakob: Oh, don't be so jealous. I know it must be hard when you can't compete
with my striking combat acumen.

Dwyer: I'll catch up to you soon enough. Just like how I surpassed you
already as a butler...

Jakob: Hmph. There you go again. With your cheeky attitude.

Dwyer: I have to say, it's been nice spending more time together lately...
I'm surprised to admit that I have been enjoying myself on the whole.

Jakob: Oh?

Dwyer: Yeah. We didn't get to do much of that when I was little.

Jakob: Feel free to complain. There is no chance I will apologize. Ever. I
simply did what I thought best for you. It was only after much deliberation
that we decided to raise you in the Deeprealms.

Dwyer: I know, Father... You didn't want us to grow up in the shadow of war,
right?

Jakob: Something like that...

Dwyer: I don't resent you for being absent when I was a child. Now that we
actually have time to spend together, I've been thinking. I'd like to enjoy
every moment that I can with you.

Jakob: Hmph... You're certainly rather sentimental for a young man.

Dwyer: Haha... I suppose I do sound a little childish...

Jakob: That being said, you will always be my boy.

Dwyer: Father, I...

Jakob: How about a cup of coffee, hmm? Just make sure it's the finest brew
you've ever made.

Dwyer: Heh, sure thing. Just wait here.
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G2. Azura C

Dwyer: Mother, here is the coffee you requested.

Azura: Thank you very much, Dwyer. Yum! It's delicious. You must work magic
getting this flavor from regular coffee beans.

Dwyer: I'm glad to hear that you like it.

Azura: It really is very good! I may regret saying this, but I think your
coffee is better than your father's.

Dwyer: I... I don't know what to say. Better than Father's? Seriously? That's
awfully high praise. But... I probably should not go and tell him that you
said such a thing. He'd be mad.

Azura: Do you think so? I don't think he would be angry. Envious of you,
perhaps. Incredibly envious.

Dwyer: Ahhh... I think that could actually be worse.

Azura: Heehee. He can be a bit competitive. I'm sure if he heard what I said
about your coffee, he'd start making cups right away. And then I'd be forced
to judge them for hours on end until one surpassed yours.

Dwyer: That does indeed sound like Father. Anyway, let me know if you'd like
more coffee. I have enough for another cup.

Azura: All right. Thank you, Dwyer.
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Azura B

Dwyer: Hrm...

Azura: Hello, Dwyer. You look like you've got something on your mind...

Dwyer: Oh, hello, Mother. No, I'm just relaxing. Nothing really to think
about...

Azura: You know mothers can see right through every lie their sons tell,
right?

Dwyer: I... Oh. Well then.

Azura: So, talk to me. Tell me what it is that's bothering you. Maybe I can
offer some helpful advice!

Dwyer: *sigh* I don't believe I'm suited for the battlefield.

Azura: What makes you think that?

Dwyer: I'm certain you know why; I really don't like to get into fights. On
the battlefield, the kind of person I am will only weigh down everyone else.
Maybe I should leave the army and go off to be a butler...

Azura: You can't do that. You belong here, Son.

Dwyer: I don't know, Mother. It seems like I really don't. Why do you think I
do?

Azura: Because you're so kind. Don't even begin to deny it. You tried to
spare me from worrying about you by lying just a minute ago.

Dwyer: Even if that is true... it's just more proof that I shouldn't be on
the battlefield. There's no room for kindness there.

Azura: You're wrong, Dwyer. Kindness is important on the battlefield exactly
because it's so dangerous. Being willing to put your life in danger for your
friends... That is not something that everyone can do, when it comes down to
it. Can you think of a kinder, braver thing that you could do for people you
care about?

Dwyer: Thank you, Mother. Your words... They really help. I will try my best
to help my friends.

Azura: Don't worry; I'll always be here to watch over you.
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Azura A

Azura: Did I really do the right thing...?

Dwyer: Mother? I heard you from the other room. What's the matter?

Azura: Oh, Dwyer... It's nothing-don't worry. I'm just feeling very tired, is
all.

Dwyer: You know, sons can see whenever their mothers are lying...

Azura: Heehee... I suppose that is true, isn't it...

Dwyer: I may not be able to help a great deal, but I can at least listen.

Azura: Thank you, dear. I really do appreciate it. I suppose I just feel like
I've failed as a mother...

Dwyer: Why would you feel that way? It's not even remotely true.

Azura: But I told you that you should go out onto the battlefield.

Dwyer: Ah, you mean the other day when I was feeling really worried?

Azura: Exactly. But a mother should always think first and foremost about her
child's safety. What kind of mother encourages her child to go off into
danger, to potentially die? I'm a horrible mother...

Dwyer: Mother, you may have suggested that I stay here to fight with my
friends... But it was my choice to stay or to leave, and I was the one who
decided to stay.

Azura: That is true...

Dwyer: More importantly, if I hadn't talked to you and gotten your advice...
Well, hearing you talk about kindness and bravery on the battlefield changed
me. If we hadn't talked, I may have put my friends in danger on the
battlefield.

Azura: Oh, Dwyer...

Dwyer: So, don't worry. You're not a failure! You're the best mother anyone
could ever ask for.

Azura: Thank you, dear. It truly is reassuring to hear you say that.

Dwyer: Now, I suppose I could make you some coffee to help you relax...

Azura: So young, and yet so thoughtful. I couldn't have a better son.
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G2. Felicia C

Dwyer: Mother, I made you some coffee.

Felicia: Wow! Thank you, Dwyer! *sigh* This is amazing. So delicious! You've
gotten awfully good at making coffee.

Dwyer: You mean it? I'm so happy you're enjoying it.

Felicia: I do! You're really talented. Honestly, I think this coffee is even
better than your father's.

Dwyer: Wow, that's high praise. I should probably keep that to myself. He
might get mad.

Felicia: Oh dear, really? I don't think he'd be angry necessarily... He might
get a little envious. I'll admit that he's prone to bouts of jealousy.

Dwyer: That actually sounds worse.

Felicia: Heehee. Yeah, you might be right. I bet if he heard me talk about
his coffee... he'd make me drink cup after cup of his brew. And he probably
wouldn't stop 'til said his was better than yours.

Dwyer: Heh... Yeah, I can imagine that. I still have more in the carafe. Let
me know if you'd like another cup.

Felicia: I will! Thank you, Dwyer!
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Felicia B

Dwyer: Hmm.

Felicia: Dwyer, is something bothering you?

Dwyer: Hello, Mother. No, nothing in particular.

Felicia: There's no use trying to hide things. I'm your mother. You really
think you can keep secrets from me? I know you, sweetie.

Dwyer: I'm sorry.

Felicia: Why don't you just tell me what's bothering you? Who knows? Maybe I
can do something to help out.

Dwyer: Well... I don't think I'm suited for the battlefield.

Felicia: WHAT?! Why would you think that? Why DO you think that?

Dwyer: You know why. I hate getting into fights. All I would do is weigh
everyone else down in the heat of battle.

Felicia: Dwyer, that's not fair.

Dwyer: Maybe I should just leave the army and be a butler or something.

Felicia: No, don't say that.

Dwyer: Huh?

Felicia: Dwyer, you belong here, with me.

Dwyer: Why do you say that?

Felicia: Because you're such a kind child.

Dwyer: No, I'm not.

Felicia: Yes, you are. Don't deny it. Just a moment ago, you tried to hide
your troubles to save me from worrying, right?

Dwyer: All the more proof that I have no business on the battlefield. There's
no place for kindness there.

Felicia: You're wrong, Dwyer. We need kindness most on the battlefield. That
kindness gives you the courage to aid your friends, regardless of danger.
That type of courage is very rare. It's also very important. Dwyer, you
understand, right?

Dwyer: ... Thank you, Mother. I'll do what I can to help my friends.

Felicia: That's the spirit, Dwyer! Just know, I'll always be watching over
you.
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Felicia A

Felicia: *sigh*

Dwyer: Mother? Is something wrong?

Felicia: Oh, Dwyer! I-it's nothing! I think I'm just a little tired. No need
to worry about me.

Dwyer: Mother, you know I can see through your lies, right?

Felicia: Ah. You're right.

Dwyer: I might not be able to help, but I can at least lend you an ear.

Felicia: That's very kind, Dwyer.

Dwyer: So? What's up?

Felicia: Have I... Have I failed you as a mother?

Dwyer: No, of course not. Don't say that. It's simply not true.

Felicia: B-but I... I pushed you toward war. I said you belong on the
battlefield.

Dwyer: You mean when I was worried the other day?

Felicia: Yes, precisely. A mother should always consider her child's safety
above all else. And yet... I encouraged you to fight. If that doesn't make me
a failed parent, then I don't know what does.

Dwyer: That's simply not true.

Felicia: Huh?

Dwyer: You may have suggested that I stand and fight, but it was my choice to
stay. Not yours.

Felicia: Oh.

Dwyer: More importantly, I needed your wisdom. I might have put my friends in
danger without your encouragement.

Felicia: Dwyer, really?

Dwyer: Yes. I promise, you're not a failure. In fact, you're the best mother
anyone could ever ask for.

Felicia: Thank you so much, Dwyer!

Dwyer: Now, why don't I make some fresh coffee so you can relax and unwind.

Felicia: I'm very lucky to have such a kind son.
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G2. Mozu C

Dwyer: Mother, I made you some coffee.

Mozu: Oh, really? Thanks, Son. Wow! This is delicious. You've developed quite
the flair for brewing coffee.

Dwyer: Really? I'm so glad you're enjoying it.

Mozu: Honestly, it might be the best cup that I've ever had. I think you
might be better at making coffee than your father.

Dwyer: That's awfully high praise. I should probably keep that to myself. He
might get mad.

Mozu: Huh? You think? I don't know about that. Then again, he sure doesn't
like playing second fiddle to anyone. It might make him jealous.

Dwyer: That actually sounds worse.

Mozu: Ahahaha! Yeah, I agree. If he heard us talking, I bet he'd probably
make me drink cup after cup of his brew. At least until I caved and told him
that he made the best coffee.

Dwyer: Heh. Yeah, I can imagine that. I still have more in the carafe. Let me
know if you'd like another cup later.

Mozu: Thanks!
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Mozu B

Dwyer: Hmm.

Mozu: Got something on your mind, Son?

Dwyer: Oh, hello, Mother. No, nothing in particular.

Mozu: Why try to hide things from me? I know everything there is to know
about you. I'm your ma, after all.

Dwyer: Fair enough.

Mozu: Do you wanna talk about it? Maybe I can give you some advice. I'd love
to help any way I can.

Dwyer: I've just been thinking. I'm not suited for the battlefield.

Mozu: Huh? Why would you ever think that?

Dwyer: You know why. I hate getting into fights. All I would do is weigh
everyone else down in the heat of battle.

Mozu: Oh, Dwyer, don't say that.

Dwyer: Maybe I should just leave the army and be a butler somewhere.

Mozu: Don't say another word. That's nonsense.

Dwyer: Huh?

Mozu: This is where you belong, Son.

Dwyer: Why do you say that?

Mozu: Because you're kind.

Dwyer: No, I'm not.

Mozu: There's no point in arguing. Moments ago you tried to keep me from
worrying about you. You've always watched out for everyone.

Dwyer: All the more proof that I have no business on the battlefield. There's
no place for kindness there.

Mozu: That just ain't true, Dwyer. We need kindness on a battlefield more
than anything. Even when things get tough, you have the courage to watch out
for your friends. I know what you're capable of. And that's a kind of courage
few possess.

Dwyer: ... Thank you, Mother. I'll do what I can to assist my allies.

Mozu: That's the spirit. Just know that your ma will always be around to
watch over you.
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Mozu A

Mozu: *sigh*

Dwyer: Mother? Is something wrong?

Mozu: Oh no, it's nothing. I think I'm just a little tired. Don't you worry
about me.

Dwyer: I'm your son. You know I can see through your lies, right?

Mozu: Heehee. Fair enough.

Dwyer: I might not be able to help, but I can at least lend you an ear.

Mozu: That's very kind. Thank you.

Dwyer: So? What's up?

Mozu: Do you think... Son, am I a horrible mother?

Dwyer: No, of course not. Don't say that. That's not true at all.

Mozu: But, Dwyer. I said you belong on the battlefield.

Dwyer: You mean when I was worried the other day?

Mozu: Yeah. A parent is supposed to worry about their kid's safety, right?
But not me. No, I tell you to go out and fight. To put yourself in danger.
I've failed you as a mother.

Dwyer: That's not true at all.

Mozu: Hm?

Dwyer: You may have suggested that I stand and fight, but it was my choice to
stay. Not yours.

Mozu: Oh.

Dwyer: More importantly, I needed your wisdom. I feel like I might have put
my friends in danger without your encouragement.

Mozu: Oh, Dwyer. I didn't realize.

Dwyer: So please, stop saying you've failed me. It couldn't be further from
the truth. You're the best mother I could ever ask for.

Mozu: Thank you, Son.

Dwyer: Now why don't I make some fresh coffee so you can relax and unwind.

Mozu: I'm sure lucky to have a thoughtful son like you.
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G2. Elise C

Dwyer: Mother, I made you some coffee.

Elise: Oh, really? Thanks, Dwyer! Wow, this is amazing! You make such
remarkable coffee!

Dwyer: You mean it? I'm so glad you like the brew.

Elise: I really do! Honestly, I think it's even better than the kind your
father makes.

Dwyer: That's high praise! I should probably keep that to myself. It might
make Father angry.

Elise: Really? I don't think he'd get mad. But... I bet he'd get really crazy
jealous.

Dwyer: That sounds much worse.

Elise: Hahahaha! True! I bet if he heard us talking, he would make me sample
cup after cup of his brew. At least until I said I liked his coffee much
better than yours.

Dwyer: Heh. Yeah, that's not too hard to imagine. I still have more in the
carafe. Let me know if you'd like another cup later.

Elise: OK! Thank you, Dwyer.
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Elise B

Dwyer: *sigh*

Elise: Why the long face, Dwyer? Are you worried about something?

Dwyer: Oh, hello, Mother. No, nothing in particular. I'm fine.

Elise: Ha! I'm your mother. I can always tell when you're lying.

Dwyer: Oh. Sorry.

Elise: Just spit it out! Maybe I can even give you some advice.

Dwyer: It's just... I don't think I'm suited for the battlefield.

Elise: Why do you say that?

Dwyer: You know why. I hate getting into fights. All I would do is weigh
everyone else down in the heat of battle.

Elise: Oh, Dwyer, don't say that.

Dwyer: Maybe I should just leave the army and go off to be a butler or
something.

Elise: You can't do that.

Dwyer: Huh?

Elise: You belong here.

Dwyer: Why?

Elise: Because you're kind.

Dwyer: No, I'm not.

Elise: Yes, you are! Moments ago you lied only to keep me from worrying about
you. You can't help but think of other people.

Dwyer: All the more proof that I have no business on the battlefield. There's
no place for kindness there...

Elise: You're wrong about that, Dwyer. Kindness is needed especially because
it's a battlefield. Protecting your friends in spite of danger is very noble.
It's a skill that doesn't come easy to most people, but it's incredibly
important. You understand what I mean, right?

Dwyer: Thank you, Mother. I'll do what I can to assist my allies.

Elise: That's what I like to hear! I'll always be here to watch out for you.
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Elise A

Elise: Hmm...

Dwyer: Mother? Is something wrong?

Elise: Huh? Oh, nothing at all. I'm great! I think I'm just tired. Don't you
worry about me.

Dwyer: As your son, I can see right through your lies.

Elise: Heehee... Is that right?

Dwyer: I might not be able to help, but I'm more than happy to listen.

Elise: Thank you, Dwyer. That's very kind.

Dwyer: So? What's up?

Elise: I just... I might be a horrible mother.

Dwyer: Don't even say that.

Elise: I basically told you... that you belong on the battlefield.

Dwyer: You mean when I was worried the other day?

Elise: Yeah. A real mother's first and foremost concern should be her child's
safety, right? But I tell you to risk your neck in the war. No decent parent
does that.

Dwyer: That's not true.

Elise: Huh?

Dwyer: You may have suggested that I stand and fight, but it was my choice to
stay. Not yours.

Elise: Oh.

Dwyer: More importantly, I needed your wisdom. I might have put my friends in
danger without your encouragement.

Elise: I had no idea.

Dwyer: So stop worrying. You have not failed me. You're the best mother any
child could ever hope for.

Elise: Really? You mean it? Thanks, Dwyer!

Dwyer: Now, why don't I make some fresh coffee so you can relax and unwind.

Elise: I'm so lucky to have a thoughtful son like you.
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G2. Camilla C

Dwyer: Mother, I made you some coffee.

Camilla: How sweet. Thank you, Dwyer! What a lovely aroma. This is delicious!
You sure know how to make a flavorful pot of coffee.

Dwyer: You mean it? I'm so glad it tastes good.

Camilla: I do-it's really exceptional. Honestly, I think I prefer it to the
coffee your father makes.

Dwyer: Really? That's the best praise I could ever hope for! I should
probably keep that to myself. He might get mad.

Camilla: You think so? I don't know. Knowing him, I'd say it's more likely
that he might act stubborn and jealous.

Dwyer: That actually sounds worse.

Camilla: Heehee. Right? I bet a never-ending stream of coffee would appear
right before my eyes. He would keep the cups coming until I said his brew was
better than yours.

Dwyer: Heh. That's not all that hard to imagine. I still have more in the
carafe. Let me know if you'd like another cup later.

Camilla: Thank you, Dwyer.
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Camilla B

Dwyer: Hmm.

Camilla: Something on your mind, Dwyer?

Dwyer: Hello, Mother. No, nothing in particular...

Camilla: Are you really trying to hide things from me? Your own mother? I can
see right through you, dear.

Dwyer: Oh. Sorry.

Camilla: How about you let me hear what's on your mind, darling. Maybe I can
help you out.

Dwyer: It's just... I don't think I'm suited for the battlefield.

Camilla: Why do you say that?

Dwyer: You know why. I hate getting into fights. All I would do is weigh
everyone else down in the heat of battle.

Camilla: Oh, Dwyer, that's not true.

Dwyer: Maybe I should leave the army and go off to be a butler.

Camilla: You can't do that.

Dwyer: Huh? Why?

Camilla: This is your home, Son. You should be fighting here, with us.

Dwyer: Why?

Camilla: Because you're sweet and kind.

Dwyer: No, I'm not.

Camilla: You are. You just told a little white lie to try and keep me from
worrying about you.

Dwyer: All the more proof that I have no business on the battlefield. There's
no room for kindness there.

Camilla: You're wrong about that, Dwyer. Your kindness is needed on the
battlefield most of all. I've seen you helping your friends even when it put
you in danger. That's a very important thing to do, and it certainly isn't
easy. When I look into your eyes, I can see that it's as natural as breathing
to you.

Dwyer: I never thought of it like that. Thank you, Mother. I'll do what I can
to help my friends.

Camilla: That's the spirit, dear. You should be proud of yourself. Just know
that I'll always be here to protect you.
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Camilla A

Camilla: What was I thinking...

Dwyer: Mother? Is something wrong?

Camilla: Oh, it's nothing. I'm just a little tired, is all. It's making my
mind wander.

Dwyer: You know I can see right through your lies, right?

Camilla: Oh, my. Heehee. I suppose I shouldn't be all that surprised.

Dwyer: I might not be able to help, but I'm more than happy to listen.

Camilla: Thank you, dear.

Dwyer: So? Talk to me.

Camilla: I just... I feel like I'm a failure as your mother.

Dwyer: Don't say that. There's not a shred of truth to that statement.

Camilla: But I... I told you to fight. Said you belonged on the battlefield.

Dwyer: You mean when I was worried the other day?

Camilla: Yes. Mothers shouldn't encourage their children to fight. But I
spurred you to run into the fray. To run toward danger. I have failed you.

Dwyer: Please, don't say that.

Camilla: Hm?

Dwyer: You may have suggested that I stand and fight, but it was my choice to
stay. Not yours.

Camilla: That's true.

Dwyer: More importantly, I needed your wisdom desperately. I feel like I
might have put my friends in danger without your encouragement.

Camilla: Oh, Dwyer. I had no idea.

Dwyer: You haven't failed me in the slightest. In fact, you're the best
mother I could ever ask for.

Camilla: That means so much to me. Thank you.

Dwyer: Now, why don't I make some fresh coffee so you can unwind.

Camilla: How did I end up with such a thoughtful son? I'm sure lucky to have
you.
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G2. Effie C

Dwyer: Mother, I made you some coffee.

Effie: Oh, thank you. Mmm... It's so flavorful. You've got a real knack for
brewing coffee.

Dwyer: Really? I'm so glad you like it.

Effie: I admit that I wouldn't mind a nice piece of carrot cake along with
it, but still... This is good black coffee. Honestly, it might even be better
than your father's.

Dwyer: Wow. Better than Father? Really? That's very high praise. I should
probably keep that to myself. He might get angry.

Effie: You really think he'd get upset over a silly thing like that? Jealous.
Incredibly jealous, maybe.

Dwyer: Ahhh... That actually sounds much worse.

Effie: Heehee. He can be a bit competitive. I bet if he heard me say that,
he'd brew coffee all day long and force me to judge it. He'd probably keep
going until he surpassed your cup.

Dwyer: Ha. That does sounds like Father. I still have more in the carafe. Let
me know if you'd like another cup.

Effie: Will do. Thank you, Dwyer.
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Effie B

Dwyer: Hrm...

Effie: Hello, Dwyer. Is something on your mind?

Dwyer: Oh, hello, Mother. No, nothing in particular...

Effie: You know that I can always tell when you're lying, right?

Dwyer: Oh. You can always read me so well...

Effie: Talk to me. Who knows? Maybe I can offer you some handy advice.

Dwyer: It's just that... I don't believe I'm suited for the battlefield.

Effie: Why do you say that?

Dwyer: Mother, you know why. I hate getting into fights. All I would do is
weigh everyone else down in the heat of battle.

Effie: Oh, Dwyer.

Dwyer: Maybe I should leave the army and go off to be a butler...

Effie: You can't do that.

Dwyer: Huh?

Effie: You belong here, Son.

Dwyer: Why?

Effie: Because you're so very kind.

Dwyer: No, I'm not.

Effie: You are. Don't try to deny it. Just a moment ago, you tried to spare
me from worrying by telling a lie.

Dwyer: All the more proof that I have no business on the battlefield. There's
no room for kindness there.

Effie: You're wrong about that, Dwyer. Kindness is needed there because it's
a battlefield. For instance, it's kindness that propels one to sacrifice
themselves for a friend... I know it comes naturally to you, but it doesn't
to many others. And it's important. There is nothing braver in this world.

Dwyer: Thank you, Mother. I'll do what I can to help my friends.

Effie: Don't worry; I'll always be here to watch over you.
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Effie A

Effie: What have I done...

Dwyer: Mother? Is something wrong?

Effie: Oh, Dwyer. No, no, I'm fine. Just a little tired. You don't need to
worry about me.

Dwyer: You know, a son can always see through their mother's lies.

Effie: Heehee. I suppose that's true.

Dwyer: I might not be able to help, but I'm more than happy to listen.

Effie: That's very sweet, thank you.

Dwyer: So? What's up?

Effie: I just... I feel like I've failed you as a mother.

Dwyer: That's not even a little true. Don't say that.

Effie: I told you to go out onto the battlefield.

Dwyer: Ah, you mean when I was worried the other day?

Effie: Yes, exactly. But a mother's first and foremost concern should always
be her child's safety. What kind of person encourages her son to run into
danger, to risk their life? I'm an awful mother.

Dwyer: That's not true at all.

Effie: Hmm?

Dwyer: You may have suggested that I stand and fight, but it was my choice to
stay. More importantly, if I hadn't talked to you and received your advice...
Well, your words about courage and bravery moved me. I may have put my
friends in real danger if we hadn't spoken before.

Effie: Oh, Dwyer.

Dwyer: So please, don't worry. You're absolutely not a failure. You're the
best mother that anyone could ever hope for.

Effie: ... Thank you. It's very reassuring to hear you say that.

Dwyer: Now, how about I make you a hot cup of coffee to help you relax.

Effie: You're such a thoughtful son.
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G2. Nyx C

Dwyer: Mother, I made you some coffee.

Nyx: Well, thank you, Dwyer. Oh my, it has a wonderful aroma. This is
fantastic. You are very skilled at brewing coffee.

Dwyer: Really? I'm so glad you like it.

Nyx: I do. In fact, I think you make coffee even better than your father.

Dwyer: Better than Father? That's the best praise I could ever hope for! I
should probably keep that to myself. He might get mad.

Nyx: Really? I'd like to think your father wouldn't stoop so low. He would be
a little jealous, probably. And I doubt he would let it go.

Dwyer: That actually sounds worse.

Nyx: Teeheehee. You're right. If he heard us talking, he'd probably force me
to drink coffee until I got sick of it. Or at least until I told him his brew
tasted better than yours.

Dwyer: Heh. Yeah that's not too hard to imagine. I still have more in the
carafe. Let me know if you'd like another cup.

Nyx: Thank you, Dwyer.
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Nyx B

Dwyer: *sigh*

Nyx: What's on your mind, Dwyer?

Dwyer: Hello, Mother. Um, nothing in particular.

Nyx: There's no use trying to hide things from me. I can see right through
you. And that's not even because of my fortune-telling skills. A mother can
always see when something is wrong with their child.

Dwyer: Oh, I'm sorry.

Nyx: Just tell me what's on your mind. I may look young, but I have oodles of
life experience. I can probably even give you some good advice!

Dwyer: Well, it's just... I don't think I'm suited for the battlefield.

Nyx: Why do you think that?

Dwyer: You know why. I hate getting into fights. All I would do is weigh
everyone else down in the heat of battle.

Nyx: Dwyer, that's not true.

Dwyer: Maybe I should just leave the army and be a butler or something.

Nyx: No, you can't do that.

Dwyer: Huh?

Nyx: Dwyer, I think you belong here.

Dwyer: Why?

Nyx: Why? Because you're kind.

Dwyer: No, I'm not.

Nyx: You are. You're a very sweet boy. Moments ago, you tried to keep me from
worrying about you. You're always concerned with the well-being of other
people.

Dwyer: All the more proof that I have no business on the battlefield. There's
no place for kindness there.

Nyx: That's where you're wrong, Dwyer. A battlefield needs kindness most of
all. You've always put your friends before yourself. That takes strength and
innate courage. You can bring those qualities to the battlefield, Son.

Dwyer: ... Thank you, Mother. I'll do what I can to help my friends.

Nyx: Good. Have confidence in yourself. I'll always look after you.
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Nyx A

Nyx: Oh no...

Dwyer: Mother? Is something wrong?

Nyx: No, I'm fine. I must be tired. Nothing for you to worry about.

Dwyer: I might not be a fortune-teller, but I am your son. I can tell when
you're lying.

Nyx: Heehee. Is that so?

Dwyer: I might not be able to help, but I'm more than happy to listen.
Please, talk to me.

Nyx: I appreciate the thought.

Dwyer: So? What's going on?

Nyx: I've just been thinking. I believe I've failed you as a mother.

Dwyer: Don't say that. It's simply not true.

Nyx: But... I told you to run into the battlefield.

Dwyer: You mean when I was concerned the other day?

Nyx: Yes, exactly. A mother should always worry about the safety of their
children first and foremost. And I convinced you to fight. To risk your life.
I'm an awful parent.

Dwyer: Don't say that. That's not true.

Nyx: Hm?

Dwyer: You may have suggested that I stand and fight, but it was my choice to
stay. Not yours.

Nyx: Hmm.

Dwyer: More importantly, I needed your wisdom. I feel like I might have put
my friends in danger without your encouragement.

Nyx: Really?

Dwyer: Yes. So, you're not a failure at all. You're the best mother I could
ever ask for.

Nyx: Oh thank you, Dwyer. That's very kind of you to say.

Dwyer: Now, why don't I make some fresh coffee so you can unwind.

Nyx: OK, that sounds wonderful. I really am fortunate to have a kind son like
you.
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G2. Selena C

Dwyer: Mother, I made you some coffee.

Selena: Huh, how thoughtful. Thank you. Oh my. It's delicious! Like, super
delicious! You're fantastic at brewing coffee.

Dwyer: Really? I'm so glad you're enjoying it.

Selena: I am... *sigh* The rich aroma and robust flavor almost make the war
feel far away. Honestly, I think this is even better than the coffee your
father makes.

Dwyer: That's high praise! I should probably keep that to myself. It might
make Father angry.

Selena: I don't think he'd get that upset. Maybe just a little jealous. Your
father can be very childish sometimes.

Dwyer: Yeah, I would rather not deal with that.

Selena: Hahaha! True! I bet if he heard us talking, he would make me sample
cup after cup of his brew. At least until I said his tasted better than
yours.

Dwyer: Heh, yeah, that's not hard to imagine. I still have more in the
carafe. Let me know if you'd like another cup later.

Selena: All right. Thank you, Dwyer.
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Selena B

Dwyer: Hmm...

Selena: What are you worrying about, Dwyer?

Dwyer: Oh, hello, Mother. Nothing in particular. I'm fine...

Selena: You really think you can pull the wool over my eyes? I'm your mother.
Mothers can always tell when something is wrong.

Dwyer: Oh. Sorry.

Selena: Just tell me what's happening. I bet I can help you deal with
whatever is troubling you.

Dwyer: It's just... I don't think I'm suited for the battlefield.

Selena: Huh? Why do you say that?

Dwyer: You know why. I hate getting into fights. All I would do is weigh
everyone else down in the heat of battle.

Selena: Oh, Dwyer, that's not true.

Dwyer: Maybe I should just leave the army and be a butler somewhere.

Selena: You CAN'T be serious.

Dwyer: Huh?

Selena: Dwyer, you belong here.

Dwyer: But why?

Selena: Well, the truth is... it's because you're kind.

Dwyer: No, I'm not.

Selena: You are. The only reason you told that little white lie before was to
keep me from worrying.

Dwyer: All the more proof that I have no business on the battlefield. There's
no place for kindness there.

Selena: You're wrong about that, Dwyer. Kindness is needed specifically
because it's a battlefield. That compassion and grace within you will be
important, even when danger is near. Without that, it's impossible to get
through the horrible pain of war. I think you understand what I mean.

Dwyer: ... Thank you, Mother. I'll do what I can to help my friends.

Selena: I'm glad you understand. Believe in yourself, Dwyer. After all, you
are my son!
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Selena A

Selena: *sigh*

Dwyer: Mother? Is something wrong?

Selena: N-nothing, Son. I think I'm just a little tired. It's got nothing to
do with you.

Dwyer: I'm your son. You know I can see through your lies, right?

Selena: Is that right? You sure are a cheeky boy.

Dwyer: I might not be able to help, but I'm more than happy to listen.

Selena: A-all right. Thank you.

Dwyer: So? What's up?

Selena: Well... Do you think... Have I failed you as a mother?

Dwyer: Of course not. Don't even say that.

Selena: But, I all but told you... that you belong on the battlefield.

Dwyer: Oh, you mean when I was worried the other day?

Selena: Yes. A decent mother would think of their child's safety first and
foremost. And yet I told you to fight, to risk your life in combat. I'm a
horrible mother.

Dwyer: That's not true.

Selena: Hm?

Dwyer: You may have suggested that I stand and fight, but it was my choice to
stay. Not yours.

Selena: Oh.

Dwyer: More importantly, I needed your wisdom. I might have put my friends in
danger without your encouragement.

Selena: Oh, Dwyer. I had no idea.

Dwyer: So stop worrying. You have not failed me. You're the best mother
anyone could ever ask for.

Selena: I don't know about that. But I am the only one you'll ever get!

Dwyer: Now, why don't I make some fresh coffee so you can relax and unwind.

Selena: That sounds great. I'm lucky to have a thoughtful son like you.
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G2. Beruka C

Dwyer: Mother, I made you some coffee.

Beruka: Oh, thank you. Wow, it's excellent. You have a true talent for making
coffee.

Dwyer: Really? I'm happy you like it.

Beruka: I do. So rich and full bodied. Honestly, it might be even better than
your father's coffee.

Dwyer: Wow, that's high praise. I should probably keep that to myself. He
might get mad.

Beruka: Why do you say that? Ehhh, wait. He can be pretty jealous from time
to time.

Dwyer: That sounds even worse.

Beruka: Heh. It's a good thing your father didn't overhear us talking. He'd
probably make me drink cup after cup of his brew. At least until I agreed
that his coffee tasted better.

Dwyer: Heh... Yeah, I can imagine that. I still have more in the carafe. Let
me know if you'd like another cup later.

Beruka: Thanks.
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Beruka B

Dwyer: Hmm.

Beruka: Something on your mind?

Dwyer: Hello, Mother. No, nothing in particular.

Beruka: Dwyer, I'm your mother. It's obvious to me when you're lying.

Dwyer: Oh, sorry.

Beruka: Why don't you just talk to me? I'd really like to help. If I can, of
course.

Dwyer: Well... I don't think I'm suited for the battlefield.

Beruka: Why would you say that?

Dwyer: You know why. I hate getting into fights. All I would do is weigh
everyone else down in the heat of battle.

Beruka: Dwyer, I don't believe that.

Dwyer: Maybe I should just leave the army and be a butler or something.

Beruka: No. You can't do that.

Dwyer: Huh?

Beruka: You belong here. I know it.

Dwyer: Why?

Beruka: Because you're a kind boy.

Dwyer: No, I'm not.

Beruka: You are. Like how you tried to hide your concerns to keep me from
worrying.

Dwyer: All the more proof that I have no business on the battlefield. There's
no place for kindness there.

Beruka: You're wrong, Dwyer. I think your kind nature is needed on the
battlefield most of all. Compassion gives you the strength to help others,
regardless of danger. That's a strength I don't possess. It's why I want to
keep fighting by your side.

Dwyer: ... Thank you, Mother. I'll do what I can to help my friends.

Beruka: I'm glad to hear that, dear. Don't worry. I'll always be here to
watch out for you.
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Beruka A

Beruka: *sigh*

Dwyer: Mother? Is something wrong?

Beruka: Oh, hello, Dwyer. No, nothing's wrong. I think I'm just tired. It
doesn't have anything to do with you, dear.

Dwyer: I'm your son. You know I can see through your lies, right?

Beruka: Heh. Fair enough. I suppose that makes sense.

Dwyer: I might not be able to help, but I can at least lend you an ear.

Beruka: That's very kind. Thank you.

Dwyer: So? What's up?

Beruka: I just... I feel like a terrible mother.

Dwyer: Don't say that. It's not true at all.

Beruka: But I told you... that you belong on the battlefield. In war.

Dwyer: You mean when I was worried the other day?

Beruka: Yes, exactly. A mother's foremost concern should always be their
child's safety. Yet I asked you to fight by my side. I have no business
calling myself a mother.

Dwyer: That's simply not true.

Beruka: What?

Dwyer: You may have suggested that I stand and fight, but it was my choice to
stay. Not yours.

Beruka: Oh.

Dwyer: More importantly, I needed your wisdom. I feel like I might have put
my friends in danger without your encouragement.

Beruka: Dwyer, really?

Dwyer: Yes. I promise, you're not a failure. You're the best mother anyone
could ever hope for.

Beruka: R-really? Thank you.

Dwyer: Now, why don't I make some fresh coffee so you can relax and unwind.

Beruka: You're such a thoughtful son. I'm very lucky.
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G2. Peri C

Dwyer: Mother, I made you some coffee.

Peri: Wow, thank you, Dwyer! How thoughtful. Mmm. This is tasty, Dwyer!
You're really really good at making coffee!

Dwyer: You mean it? I'm so happy you like it.

Peri: *sigh*... What a lovely aroma... It really is delicious. I think I like
this brew better than the one your father makes.

Dwyer: Really? That's the best praise I could ever hope for. I should
probably keep that to myself. He might get mad.

Peri: Really? I hope he wouldn't get angry over something so trivial. He
might get a little jealous. Really jealous, probably.

Dwyer: That sounds much worse.

Peri: Hahaha! No kidding. He'd probably make me drink countless cups of
coffee if he overheard us. At least until I relented and said his brew was
better than yours.

Dwyer: Heh, you're probably right about that. That's not too hard to imagine.
I still have more in the carafe. Let me know if you'd like another cup later.

Peri: OK! Thanks, Dwyer!
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Peri B

Dwyer: Hmm.

Peri: Are you worrying about something, Dwyer?

Dwyer: Oh, hello, Mother. No, nothing in particular.

Peri: Hmpf! You can't hide anything from me! After all, I am your mother.

Dwyer: Oh. Sorry.

Peri: I hate seeing you so gloomy. What's wrong?

Dwyer: It's just... I don't think I'm suited for the battlefield.

Peri: Huh? Why would you say that?

Dwyer: You know why. I hate getting into fights. All I would do is weigh
everyone else down in the heat of battle.

Peri: Oh, Dwyer. Please, don't say that!

Dwyer: Maybe I should leave the army and be a butler or something.

Peri: No! That's not right at all.

Dwyer: Huh?

Peri: I can just feel that you need to be here.

Dwyer: Why?

Peri: Well, because you're kind.

Dwyer: No, I'm not.

Peri: Yes, you are. Don't fight it. Earlier, you lied just to try and keep me
from worrying.

Dwyer: All the more proof that I have no business on the battlefield. There's
no place for kindness there.

Peri: You're wrong about that, Dwyer. We need thoughtful people like you on
the battlefield. Being able to think of others while in harm's way is very
important. That's a rare quality in this world. I don't even know how to say
it, but... I can just tell that you're supposed to be here.

Dwyer: ... Thank you, Mother. I'll try my best to help out my friends.

Peri: Really?! That makes me so happy! Let's just do our best! I'll protect
you, Son.
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Peri A

Peri: *sigh*...

Dwyer: Mother? Is something wrong?

Peri: Oh, Dwyer. It's nothing. I'm just feeling a little worn out. Don't
worry about me.

Dwyer: Every son can see right through their mother's lies.

Peri: I guess that makes sense. You're right.

Dwyer: I might not be able to help, but I'm more than happy to listen.
Please, talk to me.

Peri: Thanks, Dwyer. That's sweet.

Dwyer: So? What's up?

Peri: I've been thinking... I let you down as a mother.

Dwyer: Don't say that. It's totally untrue.

Peri: But... I said you belong on the battlefield.

Dwyer: Oh, you mean when I was worried the other day?

Peri: Yeah, exactly... A good mother would never encourage her own son to
rush into danger. But I want to be with you! I'd be so sad if you went far
away. But that's so selfish... I'm a terrible parent!

Dwyer: That's simply not true.

Peri: Huh?

Dwyer: You may have suggested that I stand and fight, but it was my choice to
stay. Not yours.

Peri: Oh...

Dwyer: More importantly, I needed your wisdom. I feel like I might have put
my friends in danger without your encouragement.

Peri: Dwyer, really?

Dwyer: Yes. I promise, you're not a failure. You're the best mother anyone
could ever ask for.

Peri: R-really?! Oh, thank you, Dwyer!

Dwyer: Now, why don't I make some fresh coffee so you can relax and unwind.

Peri: Sure! I'm lucky to have such a sweet son!
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G2. Charlotte C

Dwyer: Mother, I made you some coffee.

Charlotte: How thoughtful, Dwyer. Thank you. My, how delicious! You sure have
a talent for brewing coffee. This is wonderful!

Dwyer: You really mean it? I'm so glad that you're enjoying it.

Charlotte: I do-it's very full bodied. In fact, I think it tastes better than
what your father makes.

Dwyer: Better than Father? That's the best praise I could ever hope for! I
should probably keep that to myself. He might get mad.

Charlotte: Really? I'd like to think he wouldn't be that narrow minded. Then
again, I could easily see him grumbling and complaining.

Dwyer: That sounds even worse.

Charlotte: Ahahaha! True! I can imagine him forcing me to drink a million
cups until I said his was better. I'd probably never want coffee again!

Dwyer: Heh. That's not all that hard to imagine. I still have more in the
carafe. Let me know if you'd like another cup.

Charlotte: Heehee, thank you. I'm awfully lucky to have a thoughtful son like
you.
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Charlotte B

Dwyer: Hmm.

Charlotte: What is it, Dwyer? You have something on your mind?

Dwyer: Hello, Mother. No, nothing in particular...

Charlotte: Oh, come now. Don't try and hide things from me. I'm your mother.
Don't you know that I see right through your lies?

Dwyer: Oh. Sorry.

Charlotte: Now spill the beans. I'll even give you some amazing advice too!

Dwyer: Well, it's just... I don't think I'm suited for the battlefield.

Charlotte: What?! That's insane. Why would you ever think something like
that?

Dwyer: You know why. I hate getting into fights. All I would do is weigh
everyone else down in the heat of battle.

Charlotte: Oh, Dwyer, that's absurd.

Dwyer: Maybe I should just leave the army and be a butler somewhere.

Charlotte: Don't you dare say that.

Dwyer: Huh? Why?

Charlotte: You belong on the battlefield, Son.

Dwyer: Why?

Charlotte: Because, you're super kind and thoughtful.

Dwyer: No, I'm not.

Charlotte: You are! Just a bit ago, you were trying to keep me from worrying.
You're always looking out for others.

Dwyer: All the more proof that I have no business on the battlefield. There's
no room for kindness there.

Charlotte: Do me a favor. Shut your mouth and listen up. Kindness is needed
because it's a battlefield. It gives you the strength to think of your
friends, even when surrounded by danger. That's no small feat. Most people
simply can't think that way. You can, Dwyer. Don't lose sight of that.

Dwyer: ... Thank you, Mother. I'll do what I can to help my friends.

Charlotte: That's what I like to hear. Quit worrying so much and move on. No
matter what, I'll always be there to protect you.
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Charlotte A

Charlotte: Ughh...

Dwyer: Mother? Is something wrong?

Charlotte: Eh, nothing. I'm just tired. Nothing for you to worry about.

Dwyer: You're aware that a son can always see through their mother's lies,
right?

Charlotte: Oh, is that so?

Dwyer: I might not be able to help, but I'm more than happy to listen.
Please, talk to me.

Charlotte: You're right. Thank you, Dwyer.

Dwyer: So? What's up?

Charlotte: I just realized... I've failed you as a mother.

Dwyer: Don't say that. It's totally untrue.

Charlotte: I told you to risk your life. That you belonged on the
battlefield...

Dwyer: You mean when I was worried the other day?

Charlotte: Yes. A decent mother would think first and foremost of her child's
safety. And yet, I encouraged you to fight. To go throw yourself into war.
Seriously, what sort of mother does that? I'm a monster...

Dwyer: Don't say that.

Charlotte: Hm?

Dwyer: You may have suggested that I stand and fight, but it was my choice to
stay. Not yours.

Charlotte: Oh. I guess that's true.

Dwyer: More importantly, I needed your wisdom. I feel like I might have put
my friends in danger without your encouragement.

Charlotte: Oh, Dwyer. I had no idea.

Dwyer: So please, stop calling yourself a failure. You're the best mother
anyone could ever ask for.

Charlotte: That's a bit much, don't you think? But I appreciate you saying
so.

Dwyer: Now, why don't I make you some fresh coffee so you can unwind.

Charlotte: I sure am lucky to have you. </pre><pre id="faqspan-36">
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Midori^

G3. Kaze C

Midori: Hello, Father! Will you try this drink I made?

Kaze: Oh my... It has a fascinating color. What is this unique concoction?

Midori: It's a medicine that helps increase your energy level. Actually, you
taught me how to make it a while ago.

Kaze: That's right... I remember going over this with you ages ago. Hmmm... I
don't remember it having this odd color though. And it has a rather...
peculiar smell.

Midori: I did some research to see if I could improve the formula.

Kaze: Interesting... That explains it.

Midori: Well? Aren't you going to try it, Father? I made it especially for
you.

Kaze: You did, huh? O-of course I'll try it... There's just one small thing.
Was this your first time brewing it? If so, we really should test it, just to
make sure it's safe.

Midori: I understand. You don't want to drink it.

Kaze: N-no. That's not it at all!

Midori: If you don't want to drink it, I will!

Kaze: No, please-you can't! It's dangerous to drink something so suspicious.
Give it here. *gulp gulp gulp* The taste is... different. But I do feel
instantly energized. Thank you, Midori.

Midori: That makes me so happy. But why did you say my medicine was
suspicious?

Kaze: I-I said nothing of the kind! You must have imagined it...
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Kaze B

Kaze: Hello, Midori. Where are you off to all by yourself?

Midori: Oh, hi, Father. I was just wandering to grab a few herbs from the
forest.

Kaze: Ah, I see. How about we go together?

Midori:
You want to go with me?! Really?! Yaaaay! I'm so hap- Ah...

Kaze: Midori? What's wrong?

Midori: N-nothing... On second thought, I think I'll go and gather herbs by
myself.

Kaze: But why? I thought you wanted me to go.

Midori: It's where I always go to pick herbs. You don't need to worry about
me.

Kaze: Midori I don't unders-

Midori: I don't want to distract you. I'll be fine by myself.

Kaze: What aren't you telling me?

Midori: It's just... I don't want to be selfish and get in the way of your
work.

Kaze: Midori, you're not. Please don't say that.

Midori: It's so nice to be able to see you, but I don't want to take up all
your time. I don't want you to hate me...

Kaze: What?! Midori, I could never hate you.

Midori: Anyway, I'm going to head out... Good luck with work, OK, Father?
(Midori leaves)

Kaze: Midori! Come back!
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Kaze A

Kaze: Midori, there you are.

Midori: Hello, Father... What are you doing here?

Kaze: Looking for you. Listen... I'm sorry for making you feel so lonely
before. I feel like a terrible parent.

Midori: Y-you don't have to apologize... It's not s-so important. I know we
only lived far apart because you wanted me to be safe... I swear, I
understand.

Kaze: You've grown to become a wonderful girl. Just know that from here on
out, I'll be by your side. I want to make up for all that lost time.

Midori: But, I...

Kaze: You can count on me, Midori.

Midori: F-Father... Faatherrrrrrr!! I've tried to be patient. But all I ever
wanted was to spend time together.

Kaze: I know... I'm so sorry.

Midori: From now on, it's fine to stay by your side, right? Maybe... Maybe we
could go pick herbs together.

Kaze: That sounds like fun. I promise I'll always be there. After all, you
are my precious daughter.

Midori: Oh, Father... That makes me so happy. Thank you.
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G3. Azura C

Midori: Mother?

Azura: Oh, hello, Midori. What have you got there?

Midori: Remember how you told me that your knee was bothering you? Well, I
made this ointment for you to put on it. It should help a ton! It took me a
few days to track down just the right herbs, but I did it!

Azura: You went through all that trouble for me? Thank you, Midori.

Midori: Of course! What kind of daughter would I be if I didn't help out my
mother? Here, take a seat and I can apply it. Shoo, pain-don't bother Mother!

Azura: That's amazing. Your medicines continue to impress me. The pain was
gone instantly!

Midori: Really?! Yaaaaay! Err, I mean, I'm glad to hear it helped.

Azura: Heehee. Was this another of your father's recipes? You've learned a
lot from him.

Midori: It sure was! I mentioned to him that you'd been hurting, and he gave
me several ideas. He said this one was a modified version of a weapon ninja
sometimes use. Don't worry! It's harmless on the skin. Just... don't drink
it. It's only for knees.

Azura: I'll be sure to follow the directions. I'm so glad you're enjoying
your studies- I'm sure your father is, as well.

Midori: I hope so! He's always smiling when I come to him with a new herb
I've found.

Azura: Your father and I are both so proud of you. I'm glad that, after all
your years away, you've grown up and can join us here.

Midori: Me, too! I'm glad our family is together again!
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Azura B

Midori: *sniff*

Azura: Midori, what's the matter?

Midori: Nothing... Nothing's wrong. *sniff*

Azura: Now now-your eyes are all red. You can't hide that from your mother.

Midori: OK... I was out in the forest, collecting some herbs, and some kids
came up to me. They asked where my parents were, and then laughed when I said
I was an adult. Then they said they were going deeper into the forest. I told
them they shouldn't... But they just yelled "kids can't tell us what to do!"
and ran off.

Azura: So they hurt your feelings and ignored you. No wonder you were feeling
bad. Did they make it home safely afterward?

Midori: Yes... I was watching them carefully until they all got home safely.

Azura: That was very nice of you, especially after what they did. It makes me
happy to hear.

Midori: I suppose you're right...

Azura: Dry your tears, Midori. Sometimes people will refuse your help, even
if you only mean the best for them. You shouldn't let this stop you, though.
Will you keep helping people?

Midori: I will, Mother.

Azura: That's my girl. Even if the nice things you do aren't noticed by
anyone, don't stop. Doing good makes you a good person, even if no one sees
you do it. If nothing else, I'll always believe in you!

Midori: *sniff* Thank you...
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Azura A

Midori: Mother!

Azura: Oh, hello, Midori. You look to be in a good mood today.

Midori: I am! You remember those kids who I met in the forest the other day,
right?

Azura: Of course. They were the ones who didn't listen to you when you warned
them, right?

Midori: Yup, those ones! I ran into them earlier in town, and they went out
of their way to apologize to me. They said they were very sorry for being
rude.

Azura: Ah, so they finally understood that you were trying to help them.

Midori: That, and apparently their parents yelled at them for being so rude.
But they said they really were sorry.

Azura: Well, they sound like they're actually nice kids, don't you think?

Midori: Yeah! We're friends now! But, um... They invited me to go back into
the deep forest with them... They were saying that we'd be fine, now that I'm
coming along. At first I thought they might be right, but... We still
shouldn't right?

Azura: No, it is better that you don't. The deep forest is very dangerous,
even for adults. It would mean a lot to me if you wouldn't go there.

Midori: Of course, Mother. I promise not to. Anyway, I suggested that the
kids come with me to collect some rare herbs. I told them it'd be a lot more
fun than wandering around some dark forest.

Azura: That's a great idea, Midori. Now you go and have fun with your
friends!

Midori: OK!
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G3. Felicia C

Midori: Mother?

Felicia: Good morning, Midori. Hey, what is that you've got in your hand?

Midori: Remember how your knee was bothering you the other day? Well, I made
a special ointment. It should help out with the pain. It took me a couple of
days to track down the right herbs, but I did it!

Felicia: Oh my, you did all that for me? Thank you so much, Midori!

Midori: Heehee. Why don't you take a seat and get comfortable. I will apply
it for you, OK? Shoo, pain-stop bothering Mother!

Felicia: Wow! This medicine of yours is so effective. My knee feels better
already.

Midori: Really? Yaaaay! Err, I mean, I'm glad that it helped.

Felicia: Did Father show you how to make this ointment?

Midori: He sure did! I mentioned that you'd been in pain, and he gave me a
few ideas. I still had to do a ton of research though.

Felicia: I love that you're so studious. I bet that your father was more than
happy to share his knowledge with you.

Midori: Heehee, I hope so! He's always pleased when I come to him with a new
herb.

Felicia: Well of course he is. You're such a sweet girl, Midori. Father and I
are both proud of you.

Midori: Heeheehee! Thank you. I love you, Mother!

Felicia: I love you, too!

Midori: Heehee!
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Felicia B

Midori: *sniffle*

Felicia: Oh dear, what's wrong, Midori? Here, dry those tears.

Midori: Nothing... Nothing, I'm fine. *sniffle*

Felicia: Was someone mean to you? Tell me what happened.

Midori: Well... I was in the forest collecting a few herbs, and some kids
came up to me. They asked where my parents were and laughed when I said I was
an adult. Then they said they were going deeper into the forest. I tried to
stop them... But they turned to me and said, "Kids can't tell us what to do!"
and ran off.

Felicia: Oh, that's terrible. I have to ask. Did the others make it back home
safely?

Midori: Yes, they did. I watched them carefully to make sure they came back
from the forest.

Felicia: I'm happy to hear that. You sure are thoughtful, dear.

Midori: I guess so...

Felicia: Quit pouting, Midori. I know it's hard, but sometimes when you do
something good, others won't notice. That doesn't mean you should give up and
stop trying to help people.

Midori: You're right. I'll just be true to myself.

Felicia: That's splendid. Don't worry about other people understanding you. I
know what's in your heart. Just do what you think is right.

Midori: *sniffle* Thanks, Mother.
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Felicia A

Midori: Mother!

Felicia: Hello, Midori! Well aren't you in high spirits today!

Midori: Something great happened. Remember those kids I met while I was
collecting herbs the other day?

Felicia: Sure, the ones you warned, right?

Midori: Exactly. I ran into them in town earlier, and they were so nice. They
even apologized for being rude to me.

Felicia: Oh, really? So they finally understood that you were just watching
out for them?

Midori: They sure did! Well, that and I think their parents yelled at them
for being so mean. But it still made me feel better.

Felicia: Really? That's great news. They actually sound like sweet children
after all.

Midori: I think we're friends now. But, um... They invited me to go back into
the deep forest with them... They said we'd be safe if I came along, but I'm
not so sure. We probably shouldn't go without a grown-up, right?

Felicia: The deep forest is a scary place... It's dangerous for children and
adults alike. I think it would be better if you found somewhere else to play.

Midori: OK, we'll stay away from there. I promise. Anyway, I already
suggested that the kids come with me to collect some rare herbs. I told them
it'd be much more fun than wandering around some dank, dark forest.

Felicia: Thank you. Now go on and have fun with your friends!

Midori: Thanks, Mother!
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G3. Mozu C

Midori: Mother?

Mozu: Oh, hey there, Midori. What you got squirreled away behind your back?

Midori: Remember how your knee was bothering you the other day? Well, I made
a special ointment. It should help out with the pain. It took me a couple of
days to track down the right herbs, but I did it!

Mozu: You did all that for me? Thank you, darling.

Midori: Heehee. Why don't you take a seat and get comfortable. I will apply
it for you, OK? Shoo, pain-stop bothering Mother!

Mozu: This medicine of yours sure is something. My pain done vanished
already!

Midori: Really? Yaaaay! Err, I mean, I'm glad that it helped.

Mozu: Did Pa teach you how to whip that up?

Midori: He sure did! I mentioned that you'd been in pain, and he gave me a
few ideas. I still had to do a ton of research though.

Mozu: You sure are one smart cookie. I bet he was mighty pleased to help.

Midori: Heehee, I hope so! He always seems happy when I come to him with a
new herb.

Mozu: Course he is! You sure make your pa and I proud.

Midori: Heeheehee! Thanks. I love you, Mother!

Mozu: I love you, too, darling.
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Mozu B

Midori: *sniffle*

Mozu: Good grief, what's wrong, darling? Here now, dry up them tears.

Midori: Nothing... Nothing, I'm fine. *sniffle*

Mozu: Now go on and tell your ma what happened.

Midori: Well... I was in the forest collecting a few herbs, and some kids
came up to me. They asked where my parents were and laughed when I said I was
an adult. Then they said they were going deeper into the forest. I tried to
stop them... But they turned to me and said, "Kids can't tell us what to do!"
before running off.

Mozu: So that's what's been eating you... Say, did those youngsters get home
safe and sound?

Midori: Yes, they did. I watched them carefully to make sure they came back
from the forest.

Mozu: What a relief. I'm sure glad you're a thoughtful gal.

Midori: I guess...

Mozu: Now quit that crying, darling. Folks won't always appreciate your good
intentions. That don't mean you should stop helping people in need.

Midori: You're right. I'll be true to myself.

Mozu: Attagirl. Even if no one sees your good deeds... you can bet I will. I
believe in you, Midori. So don't you fret. Just keep on doing what what you
know is right.

Midori: *sniffle* Thanks, Mother.
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Mozu A

Midori: Mother!

Mozu: Well, hi there, Midori. You look awfully cheerful today!

Midori: Something great happened. Remember those kids I met while I was
collecting herbs the other day?

Mozu: You mean them youngsters you tried to warn?

Midori: Yeah, I ran into them in town earlier, and they were so nice. They
even apologized for being rude to me.

Mozu: Is that right? So they understood you was just trying to help?

Midori: They sure did. Well, that and I think their parents yelled at them
for being so mean. But it still made me feel better.

Mozu: Well, isn't that something. Maybe those youngsters ain't so bad after
all.

Midori: I think we're friends now. But, um... They invited me to go back into
the deep forest with them... They said we'd be safe if I came along, but I'm
not so sure. We probably shouldn't go without a grown-up, right?

Mozu: Truth be told, I think you ought to stay clear of them woods... The
deep forest is swarming with danger. I'd sure be happy if you found somewhere
else to play.

Midori: OK, we'll stay clear, I promise. Anyway, I already suggested that the
kids come with me to collect some rare herbs. I told them it'd be much more
fun than wandering around some dank, dark forest.

Mozu: Thank you, darling. Now run along and have fun with your friends!

Midori: OK! Thanks, Mother!
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G3. Elise C

Midori: Mother?

Elise: Oh, hello, Midori. What do you have there?

Midori: Remember how your knee was bothering you the other day? Well, I made
you some ointment. It should help out with the pain. It took me a couple of
days to track down the right herbs, but I did it!

Elise: What? You did? How thoughtful! Thank you!

Midori: Heehee. Why don't you take a seat and get comfortable. I will apply
it for you, OK? Shoo, pain-stop bothering Mother!

Elise: Wow! Your medicines are always so impressive. The pain went away
instantly!

Midori: Really? Yaaaay! Err, I mean, I'm glad that it helped.

Elise: Heehee. Was this one of your father's formulas? You sure have learned
a lot from him.

Midori: It is! I mentioned that you'd been hurting, and he gave me a few
ideas. I still had to do a ton of research though.

Elise: You are such a little bookworm. I'm so glad you're enjoying your
studies. I know your father is too.

Midori: Gee, I hope so! He loves it when I come to him with a new herb.

Elise: We are both so proud of you. I'm pleased that after being away so
long, you've grown up and are here with us now. You're a wonderful daughter.

Midori: Heeheehee! Thanks, Mother. I love you!

Elise: Teehee. I love you too, Midori.
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Elise B

B Support

Midori: *sniffle*

Elise: Midori, What's wrong? Wipe those tears away, sweetie.

Midori: Nothing... Nothing, I'm fine. *sniff*

Elise: Your eyes are all red. Don't try and hide things from your mother.
What's making you sad?

Midori: Well... I was in the forest collecting a few herbs, and some kids
came up to me. They asked where my parents were and laughed when I said I was
an adult. Then they said they were going deeper into the forest. I tried to
stop them... But they turned to me and said, "Kids can't tell us what to do!"
and ran off.

Elise: That's horrible, sweetie. Did they make it home safely?

Midori: Yes, they did. I watched them carefully to make sure they made it
back OK.

Elise: That was very thoughtful, especially after how they treated you.

Midori: I guess you're right...

Elise: Don't let those kids get you down, Midori. Sometimes people will
refuse your help, even when you have the best intentions. Don't let this
experience stop you. Will you please keep helping people?

Midori: I will.

Elise: Attagirl! Just know that even if other people don't notice your good
deeds, I will. I'll always believe in you, no matter what. Just follow your
heart, sweetie.

Midori: *sniffle*... Thanks, Mother.
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Elise A

Midori: Mother!

Elise: Oh, hi there, Midori. Gee, you seem to be in a good mood today!

Midori: I am! You remember those kids who I met while I was in the forest the
other day?

Elise: Of course. They were the ones who ignored you when you warned them,
right?

Midori: Yup, those ones! Well, I ran into them in town earlier, and they were
so nice. They apologized and everything!

Elise: That's great! I'm glad they finally understood that you were trying to
help.

Midori: Yeah! Well, that and apparently their parents got mad and yelled at
them for being mean. But they said they were really, really sorry.

Elise: They actually seem like nice kids after all, don't you think?

Midori: Yeah! We're friends now! But, um... They invited me to go back into
the deep forest with them. They said that we would be fine, now that I'm
coming along. At first I thought they might be right, but... We still
shouldn't go, right?

Elise: No, you really shouldn't go. The deep forest is a very dangerous
place, even for adults. It would mean the world to me if you would stay away
from there.

Midori: Of course, Mother. I promise. Anyway, I already suggested that the
kids come with me to collect some rare herbs. I told them it'd be much more
fun than wandering around some dank, dark forest.

Elise: That's a wonderful idea, Midori. You go and have fun.

Midori: OK! Thanks, Mother!
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G3. Camilla C

Midori: Mother?

Camilla: Oh, Midori. What is that you're holding?

Midori: Remember how your knee was bothering you the other day? Well, I made
a special ointment. It should help out with the pain. It took me a couple of
days to track down the right herbs, but I did it!

Camilla: Oh, my, you did that for me? Why, thank you, Midori.

Midori: Heehee. Why don't you take a seat and get comfortable. I will apply
it for you, OK? Shoo, pain-stop bothering Mother!

Camilla: Your special medicines are always so potent. My pain is already
gone!

Midori: Really? Yaaaay! Err, I mean, I'm glad that it helped.

Camilla: Did your father help you create this ointment?

Midori: He sure did! I mentioned that you'd been in pain, and he gave me a
few ideas. I still had to do a ton of research though.

Camilla: You're so studious, Midori. I bet your father was happy. He loves to
share his knowledge.

Midori: Heehee, I hope so! He's always pleased when I come to him with a new
herb.

Camilla: Well of course he is! Your father and I are both so proud of you.

Midori: Heeheehee! Thank you. I love you, Mother!

Camilla: I love you too, Midori.
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Camilla B

Midori: *sniffle*

Camilla: Midori, what happened? Did someone bully you?

Midori: Nothing... Nothing, I'm fine. *sniffle*

Camilla: Tell me who was mean to you. I'll teach them a lesson they won't
forget.

Midori: Well... I was in the forest collecting a few herbs, and some kids
came up to me. They asked where my parents were and laughed when I said I was
an adult. Then they said they were going deeper into the forest. I tried to
stop them... But they turned to me and said, "Kids can't tell us what to do!"
and ran off.

Camilla: Oh, how terribly rude. Did you see if the children got home safely?

Midori: Yes, they did. I watched them carefully to make sure they made it
back OK.

Camilla: They sound like very mean children. But I'm relieved that everyone
made it back home unharmed. It was thoughtful of you to look out for them
even though they were rude.

Midori: I guess...

Camilla: Midori, don't make that face. You did the right thing. Oftentimes,
people won't appreciate you, even when you're watching out for them. But
that's no reason to stop being thoughtful and kind to others.

Midori: You're right. I won't stop helping people.

Camilla: That's wonderful to hear. Even if people don't always understand
your intentions, I will. I believe in you, no matter what. Just relax, and
follow your instincts.

Midori: *sniffle* Thanks, Mother.
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Camilla A

Midori: Mother!

Camilla: Why hello, Midori. You seem to be in a good mood today.

Midori: I am! You remember those kids who I met while I was in the forest the
other day?

Camilla: The ones who were so mean to you? Of course, I remember.

Midori: Yeah! Well, I ran into them in town earlier, and they were so nice.
They apologized for being rude to me.

Camilla: Oh really? What a pleasant surprise. So did they understand that you
were just trying to help?

Midori: They did! Well, that and I think their parents yelled at them for
being mean. But it still made me feel better.

Camilla: I'm glad to hear that! Maybe those children aren't so terrible after
all.

Midori: I think we're friends now. But, um... They invited me to go back into
the deep forest with them... They said we'd be safe if I came along, but I'm
not so sure. We probably shouldn't go without a grown-up, right?

Camilla: The deep forest is a perilous place for children and adults alike.
It's filled with danger around every corner. I'd feel much better if you
stayed away from there.

Midori: OK, Mother. I actually suggested that the kids come with me to
collect some rare herbs. I told them it'd be a lot more fun than wandering
around some scary forest.

Camilla: That sounds like a great plan. Now you go enjoy the afternoon with
your friends.

Midori: OK! Thanks, Mother!
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G3. Effie C

Midori: Mother?

Effie: Oh, Midori. What are you holding?

Midori: Remember how your knee was bothering you the other day? Well, I made
you some ointment. It should help out with the pain. It took me a couple of
days to track down the right herbs, but I did it!

Effie: Why, thank you, Midori. That is so thoughtful.

Midori: Heehee. Why don't you take a seat and get comfortable. I will apply
it for you, OK? Shoo, pain-stop bothering Mother!

Effie: Your special medicines are so impressive. The pain is already fading
away.

Midori: Really? Yaaaay! Err, I mean, I'm glad that it helped.

Effie: Did your father help you concoct this recipe?

Midori: He sure did! I mentioned that you'd been hurting, and he gave me a
few ideas. I still had to do a ton of research though.

Effie: You sure love to study, sweetie. I bet your father is awfully happy. I
know how much he enjoys teaching you.

Midori: Heehee, I hope so! He loves it when I come to him with a new herb.

Effie: We are both so proud of you. You could never ask for a more wonderful
daughter.

Midori: Heeheehee! Thanks Mother! I love you.

Effie: Aww. I love you too, Midori.
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Effie B

Midori: *sniffle*

Effie: Midori, don't cry. What's wrong?

Midori: Nothing... Nothing, I'm fine. *sniff*

Effie: What's wrong? Don't try and hide things from your mother. Did
something bad happen?

Midori: Well... I was in the forest collecting a few herbs, and some kids
came up to me. They asked where my parents were and laughed when I said I was
an adult. Then they said they were going deeper into the forest. I tried to
stop them... But they turned to me and said, "Kids can't tell us what to do!"
and ran off.

Effie: Ohh, that is just awful. Did the children make it home safely?

Midori: Yes, they did. I watched them carefully to make sure they made it
back OK.

Effie: Ah, that's a relief. You're very thoughtful, sweetie.

Midori: I guess...

Effie: Don't let those kids get you down, Midori. Don't stop helping other
people just because those kids didn't appreciate you.

Midori: I'll never stop helping people.

Effie: That's the spirit! Listen, even if no one appreciates what you do... I
will know. And I will always be here to watch over you. Just relax. Follow
your gut, and do what you think is right.

Midori: *sniffle*... Thanks, Mother.
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Effie A

Midori: Mother!

Effie: Oh, Midori, hello. You seem to be in a good mood today.

Midori: I am! You remember those kids who I met while I was in the forest the
other day?

Effie: Sure. The ones who ignored your warning, right?

Midori: Yeah, exactly. Well, I ran into them in town earlier, and they were
so nice. They apologized and everything!

Effie: Is that right? I'm happy to hear that they understood you were only
trying to help.

Midori: Yeah! Well, that and apparently their parents got mad and yelled at
them for being mean. But they said they were really, really sorry.

Effie: Maybe those kids weren't so bad after all. It's wonderful when people
surprise you like that.

Midori: Yeah! We're friends now! But, um... They invited me to go back into
the deep forest with them. They said that we would be fine, now that I'm
coming along. At first I thought they might be right, but... We still
shouldn't go, right?

Effie: Well, going with a grown-up would certainly be best. But... If you
promise not to do anything dangerous... And not venture too far in... Then I
suppose you can go into the forest. Just be careful.

Midori: Really?! I promise, I'll be really careful! I won't do anything
dangerous at all.

Effie: OK. Take care. And have fun!

Midori: OK! Thanks, Mother!
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G3. Nyx C

Midori: Mother?

Nyx: Oh, hello, Midori. What is that you've got in your hand?

Midori: Remember how your knee was bothering you the other day? Well, I made
a special ointment. It should help out with the pain. It took me a couple of
days to track down the right herbs, but I did it!

Nyx: You did all that for me? Thank you so much, Midori.

Midori: Heehee. Why don't you take a seat and get comfortable. I will apply
it for you, OK? Shoo, pain-stop bothering Mother!

Nyx: These medicines of yours are always so potent. My knee already feels
much better.

Midori: Really? Yaaaay! Err, I mean, I'm glad that it helped.

Nyx: Did your father show you how to create this concoction?

Midori: He sure did! I mentioned that you'd been in pain, and he gave me a
few ideas. I still had to do a ton of research though.

Nyx: You're such a studious girl. I imagine your father was delighted. You
know how much he loves to share his wisdom.

Midori: Heehee, I hope so! He's always so pleased when I come to him with a
new herb.

Nyx: Of course he is. Midori, you're our pride and joy.

Midori: Heeheehee! Thank you. I love you, Mother!

Nyx: I love you too, Midori.
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Nyx B

Midori: *sniffle*

Nyx: Oh, Midori, what's wrong? Here, wipe away your tears with this.

Midori: Nothing... Nothing, I'm fine. *sniffle*

Nyx: Why are you crying? Did something bad happen?

Midori: Well... I was in the forest collecting a few herbs, and some kids
came up to me. They asked where my parents were and laughed when I said I was
an adult. Then they said they were going deeper into the forest. I tried to
stop them... But they turned to me and said, "Kids can't tell us what to do!"
and ran off.

Nyx: I see... Did the children arrive home safely?

Midori: Yes, they did. I watched them carefully to make sure they came back
from the forest.

Nyx: That's a relief. It's sweet of you to ensure that they were OK.

Midori: I guess...

Nyx: Midori, stop crying right this instant. Kindness won't always be
welcomed with open arms. That doesn't mean you should stop helping people.

Midori: You're right... It's better to be true to myself. I'll try to stay
thoughtful.

Nyx: That's good to hear. Just know that even if other people don't
understand your intentions... I always will. Follow your heart, Midori.

Midori: *sniffle* Thanks, Mother.
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Nyx A

Midori: Mother!

Nyx: Hello, Midori. My, you seem to be in awfully good spirits today.

Midori: Something wonderful happened. You remember those kids who I met while
I was collecting herbs the other day?

Nyx: The ones you warned earlier, right?

Midori: Yeah! Well, I ran into them in town, and they were so nice. They even
apologized for being rude to me.

Nyx: Is that right? So they understood that you were just trying to help,
huh?

Midori: They sure did! Well, that and I think their parents yelled at them
for being so mean. But it still made me feel better.

Nyx: That's wonderful. I guess those children weren't so bad after all.

Midori: I think we're friends now. But, um... They invited me to go back into
the deep forest with them... They said we'd be safe if I came along, but I'm
not so sure. We probably shouldn't go without a grown-up, right?

Nyx: The deep woods are no place for children. Every corner is fraught with
danger. I would feel more comfortable if you stayed away from that wicked
place.

Midori: OK, Mother. I actually suggested that the kids come with me to
collect some rare herbs. I told them it'd be a lot more fun than wandering
around some scary forest.

Nyx: I like the sound of that idea. Go have fun with your friends, Midori.

Midori: OK! Thanks, Mother!
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G3. Selena C

Midori: Mother?

Selena: Do you need something, Midori?

Midori: Remember how your knee was bothering you the other day? Well, I made
a special ointment. It should help out with the pain. It took me a couple of
days to track down the right herbs, but I did it!

Selena: You did all that for me? Thank you.

Midori: Heehee. Why don't you take a seat and get comfortable. I will apply
it for you, OK? Shoo, pain-stop bothering Mother!

Selena: That's Midori's special medicine for you. The pain just suddenly went
away!

Midori: Really? Yaaaay! Err, I mean, I'm glad that it helped.

Selena: Did Father show you how to make this medicine too?

Midori: He sure did! I mentioned that you'd been in pain, and he gave me a
few ideas. I still had to do a ton of research though.

Selena: What a studious girl. It must have made your father happy to work
with you.

Midori: Heehee, I hope so! He's always pleased when I come to him with a new
herb.

Selena: Well of course he is. You're our pride and joy.

Midori: Heeheehee! Thank you. I love you, Mother!

Selena: Yes, yes, I know. Love you too, Midori.
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Selena B

Midori: *sniffle*

Selena: Why are you crying, Midori? Here, wipe away those tears.

Midori: Nothing... Nothing, I'm fine. *sniffle*

Selena: What happened?

Midori: Well... I was in the forest collecting a few herbs, and some kids
came up to me. They asked where my parents were and laughed when I said I was
an adult. Then they said they were going deeper into the forest. I tried to
warn them... But they turned to me and said, "Kids can't tell us what to do!"
and ran off.

Selena: Ahh, I see. Did the children get home safely?

Midori: Yes, they did. I watched them carefully to make sure they came back
from the forest.

Selena: That's a relief. It was kind of you to make sure they were fine.

Midori: I guess...

Selena: Stop making that sour face. Doing good doesn't always make other
people happy, you know. That doesn't mean you should stop trying to help
them.

Midori: You're right. I'll be true to myself.

Selena: Even if your kindness goes unnoticed, don't stop. Being thoughtful
makes you a better person, even if it's unappreciated. If nothing else, I'll
always believe in you. Just do what you think is right.

Midori: *sniffle* Thanks, Mother.
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Selena A

Midori: Mother!

Selena: Hello, Midori. Why are you in such high spirits?

Midori: Something wonderful happened. Remember those kids I met while I was
collecting herbs the other day?

Selena: Of course. The children you warned earlier?

Midori: Yeah. I ran into them in town earlier, and they were so nice. They
even apologized for being rude to me.

Selena: Is that so? They understood you were just trying to help out?

Midori: They sure did. Well, that and I think their parents yelled at them
for being so mean. But it still made me feel better.

Selena: Interesting. Maybe they weren't so bad after all.

Midori: I think we're friends now. But, um... They invited me to go back into
the deep forest with them... They said we'd be safe if I came along, but I'm
not so sure. We probably shouldn't go without a grown-up, right?

Selena: No, you really shouldn't. The deep forest is packed with danger. I
would feel more comfortable if you stayed clear of that place.

Midori: OK, we'll stay away from there. I promise. Anyway, I already
suggested that the kids come with me to collect some rare herbs. I told them
it'd be much more fun than wandering around some dank, dark forest.

Selena: That sounds great. Now go on and enjoy yourself.

Midori: OK! Thanks, Mother!
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G3. Beruka C

Midori: Mother?

Beruka: Midori... What is it?

Midori: Remember how your knee was bothering you the other day? Well, I made
a special ointment. It should help out with the pain. It took me a couple of
days to track down the right herbs, but I did it!

Beruka: You did all that for me? Thank you, Midori.

Midori: Heehee. Why don't you take a seat and get comfortable. I will apply
it for you, OK? Shoo, pain-stop bothering Mother!

Beruka: What a relief. The pain in my knee is already beginning to fade. Your
medicines are always so effective.

Midori: Really? Yaaaay! Err, I mean, I'm glad that it helped.

Beruka: Did your father help create this ointment?

Midori: He sure did! I mentioned that you'd been in pain, and he gave me a
few ideas. I still had to do a ton of research though.

Beruka: I see. It must have pleased him. Kaze loves to share his knowledge
with you.

Midori: Heehee. I hope so! He's always pleased when I come to him with a new
herb.

Beruka: Of course he is. You make us both proud. No one could ask for a
better daughter.

Midori: Heeheehee! That means a lot. I love you, Mother!

Beruka: I love you too, Midori.
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Beruka B

Midori: *sniffle*

Beruka: Is something the matter, Midori? Why are you crying?

Midori: Nothing... Nothing, I'm fine. *sniffle*

Beruka: What happened?

Midori: Well... I was in the forest collecting a few herbs, and some kids
came up to me. They asked where my parents were and laughed when I said I was
an adult. Then they said they were going deeper into the forest. I tried to
stop them... But they turned to me and said, "Kids can't tell us what to do!"
and ran off.

Beruka: Hmmm, that's unfortunate. Did the children get home safely?

Midori: Yes, they did. I watched them carefully to make sure they came back
from the forest.

Beruka: I'm happy to hear that. It was thoughtful of you to watch for them.

Midori: I suppose...

Beruka: Stop crying, Midori. Doing the right thing isn't guaranteed to make
other people happy. That doesn't mean you should stop trying to help people.

Midori: You're right. I'll be true to myself.

Beruka: Even if no one else understands your intentions... I will. Don't be
afraid to do what you know is right.

Midori: *sniffle* Thanks, Mother.
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Beruka A

Midori: Mother!

Beruka: Good morning, Midori. Why are you in such a good mood?

Midori: Something great happened. Remember those kids I met while I was
collecting herbs the other day?

Beruka: The ones you warned?

Midori: Yeah. I ran into them in town earlier, and they were so nice. They
even apologized for being rude to me.

Beruka: Oh... Really? So they understood that you were just trying to help?

Midori: They sure did. Well, that and I think their parents yelled at them
for being so mean. But it still made me feel better.

Beruka: Hmm... Maybe those kids weren't so bad after all.

Midori: I think we're friends now. But, um... They invited me to go back into
the deep forest with them... They said we'd be safe if I came along, but I'm
not so sure. We probably shouldn't go without a grown-up, right?

Beruka: That would be for the best. The deep forest is filled with
treachery... It would be safer to play elsewhere.

Midori: OK, we'll stay away from there. I promise. Anyway, I already
suggested that the kids come with me to collect some rare herbs. I told them
it'd be much more fun than wandering around some dank, dark forest.

Beruka: Good. Enjoy yourself...

Midori: Thanks, Mother!
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G3. Peri C

Midori: Mother?

Peri: Hi there, Midori. What are you holding?

Midori: Remember how your knee was bothering you the other day? Well, I made
a special ointment. It should help out with the pain. It took me a couple of
days to track down the right herbs, but I did it!

Peri: You did all that for me? Thanks so much, Midori!

Midori: Heehee. Why don't you take a seat and get comfortable. I will apply
it for you, OK? Shoo, pain-stop bothering Mother!

Peri: This special medicine is so potent. My knee feels better already!

Midori: Really? Yaaaay! Err, I mean, I'm glad that it helped.

Peri: Did your father help you create this unique ointment?

Midori: He sure did! I mentioned that you'd been in pain, and he gave me a
few ideas. I still had to do a ton of research though.

Peri: You really do love to study! I bet that papa of yours was more than
happy to share his knowledge.

Midori: Heehee, I hope so! He's always pleased when I come to him with a new
herb.

Peri: Well of course he is! You're such a smart and thoughtful daughter.
We're so proud of you!

Midori: Heeheehee! Thank you. I love you, Mother!

Peri: I love you too, Midori!
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Peri B

Midori: *sniffle*

Peri: Why are you so upset, Midori? Wipe away those tears.

Midori: Nothing... Nothing, I'm fine. *sniffle*

Peri: Did someone bully you? Tell me what happened.

Midori: Well... I was in the forest collecting a few herbs, and some kids
came up to me. They asked where my parents were and laughed when I said I was
an adult. Then they said they were going deeper into the forest. I tried to
stop them... But they turned to me and said, "Kids can't tell us what to do!"
and ran off.

Peri: Ahh, I understand. Did the children make it home safely?

Midori: Yes, they did. I watched them carefully to make sure they came back
from the forest.

Peri: I'm relieved to hear that. You sure are a thoughtful girl.

Midori: I guess...

Peri: There's no reason to cry, Midori. You were trying to help. Sometimes,
people don't understand or see that. That doesn't mean you should stop trying
to help people, right?

Midori: You're right. I'll just be true to myself.

Peri: You're a good girl, Midori. Don't worry about other people
understanding you. I know what's in your heart. Forget about those kids.

Midori: *sniffle* Thanks, Mother.
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Peri A

Midori: Mother!

Peri: Oh, good morning, Midori! You look so happy today.

Midori: I sure am! Remember those kids I met while I was collecting herbs the
other day?

Peri: The ones you warned, right?

Midori: Exactly. I ran into them in town earlier, and they were so nice. They
even apologized for being rude to me.

Peri: Oh, really? So they understood that you were just trying to help?

Midori: They sure did! Well, that and I think their parents yelled at them
for being so mean. But it still made me feel better.

Peri: Really? That's great.

Peri: So those kids weren't so bad after all.

Midori: I think we're friends now. But, um... They invited me to go back into
the deep forest with them... They said we'd be safe if I came along, but I'm
not so sure. We probably shouldn't go without a grown-up, right?

Peri: Well the deep forest is a very dangerous place for kids and adults.
Will you play somewhere else? I just want to make sure you're safe.

Midori: Of course. We'll stay away from there. I promise. Anyway, I already
suggested that the kids come with me to collect some rare herbs. I told them
it'd be much more fun than wandering around some dank, dark forest.

Peri: I like the sound of that plan. Go enjoy yourself!

Midori: OK! Thanks, Mother!
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G3. Charlotte C

Midori: Mother?

Charlotte: Oh, hello there, Midori. What's that in your hand?

Midori: Remember how your knee was bothering you the other day? Well, I made
a special ointment. It should help out with the pain. It took me a couple of
days to track down the right herbs, but I did it!

Charlotte: You made all this just for me? How kind of you.

Midori: Heehee. Why don't you take a seat and get comfortable. I will apply
it for you, OK? Shoo, pain-stop bothering Mother!

Charlotte: This special medicine of yours is amazing. The pain is already
vanishing.

Midori: Really? Yaaaay! Err, I mean, I'm glad that it helped.

Charlotte: Did your father show you how to create this concoction?

Midori: He sure did! I mentioned that you'd been in pain, and he gave me a
few ideas. I still had to do a ton of research though.

Charlotte: What a studious girl you are, Midori. Kaze's tutelage has really
payed off.

Midori: Heehee, I hope so! He's always so pleased when I come to him with a
new herb.

Charlotte: Of course he is. You've grown to be a very caring child... We're
both proud of you.

Midori: Heeheehee! Thank you. I love you, Mother!

Charlotte: I love you too, Midori.

Midori: Heehee!
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Charlotte B

Midori: *sniffle*

Charlotte: Oh dear, why are you crying, Midori? Here you are. Wipe away those
tears. What happened?

Midori: Nothing... Nothing, I'm fine. *sniffle*

Charlotte: What's the matter? Was someone bullying you?

Midori: Well... I was in the forest collecting a few herbs, and some kids
came up to me. They asked where my parents were and laughed when I said I was
an adult. Then they said they were going deeper into the forest. I tried to
stop them... But they turned to me and said, "Kids can't tell us what to do!"
and ran off.

Charlotte: Aww, so that's what happened. Did the children arrive home safely?

Midori: Yes, they did. I watched them carefully to make sure they came back
from the forest.

Charlotte: Well, then everything is fine. I know that must have been
difficult, but I'm glad you made sure they were OK.

Midori: Yeah, I guess...

Charlotte: Midori, wipe that gloomy look off your face. Doing a good deed
isn't guaranteed to make someone happy. That doesn't mean you should stop
helping people.

Midori: You're right... It's better to be true to myself. I'll try to stay
thoughtful.

Charlotte: Just what I wanted to hear. Listen, even if your kindness falls on
deaf ears, don't worry... I'll always keep my eye on you. You're a smart
girl. Just relax, and follow your heart.

Midori: *sniffle* Thanks, Mother.
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Charlotte A

Midori: Mother!

Charlotte: Why, hello, Midori. Why are you in such a good mood today?

Midori: Something wonderful happened! Remember those kids who I met while I
was collecting herbs the other day?

Charlotte: You mean the children you warned?

Midori: Yeah! Well, I ran into them in town, and they were so nice. They even
apologized for being rude to me.

Charlotte: Is that so? Did they understand that you were just trying to help?

Midori: They sure did! Well, that and I think their parents yelled at them
for being so mean. But it still made me feel better.

Charlotte: Hmmm. Interesting. Maybe those children weren't so terrible after
all.

Midori: I think we're friends now. But, um... They invited me to go back into
the deep forest with them... They said we'd be safe if I came along, but I'm
not so sure. We probably shouldn't go without a grown-up, right?

Charlotte: It would be best if you stayed away from the deep forest. It's a
dangerous place for adults and children alike. I just want to ensure your
safety, Midori.

Midori: OK, Mother. I actually suggested that the kids come with me to
collect some rare herbs. I told them it'd be a lot more fun than wandering
around some scary forest.

Charlotte: That's a great idea. Now run along and have fun!

Midori: OK! Thanks, Mother!
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Sophie^

G4. Silas C

Sophie: Daddy? Do you think I'm hopeless?

Silas: Hopeless?! Where did this come from?

Sophie: I want to be a great knight, like you! But I can't even handle the
horse you gave me...

Silas: Don't tell me that's all that's got you in a funk.

Sophie: "That's all"?! You don't understand, Daddy! This is a crisis! A
tragedy! A big problem!

Silas: Sorry, Sophie. I wasn't trying to belittle your concerns. I just don't
think you should be so worked up over it.

Sophie: B-but...

Silas: Everyone has a hard time starting out. Even me. Making mistakes is how
you get better. If you're still having trouble, all that means is you have
more to learn. It would be a problem if you thought you knew all there is to
know... But that's not you, right?

Sophie: Well, no...

Silas: Then there's nothing to worry about. You have work to do, but you'll
do it. You'll get better at handling Avel, and everything else too.

Sophie: I hope you're right... Guess I won't know unless I try!

Silas: That's my girl.

Sophie: Heehee...
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Silas B

Sophie: Daddy...

Silas: You still seem distraught, Sophie... What's wrong?

Sophie: It's the same thing we talked about last time. I've been working so
hard, and it doesn't seem to help at all! Maybe I'm just not cut out to be a
knight.

Silas: Sophie, it's only been a few days. People don't improve that much
overnight.

Sophie: That's easy for you to say. I'm scared I'm not improving at all!

Silas: I know you are.

Sophie: How?! How can you be sure?

Silas: Because it's true. Why, I remember when you were just as wild and
willful as Avel. I couldn't get you to do anything.

Sophie: No fair bringing that up! I was just a kid!

Silas: That's why I brought it up. You've grown by leaps and bounds since
then. How long has it been now since I first visited you in the Deeprealm?

Sophie: Golly, I'm not sure anymore. Years and years...

Silas: Think about all the progress you've made since then. And how much
progress you'll make when you're that much older than you are now...

Sophie: That's... a really long time.

Silas: It is, but it'll feel like the blink of an eye. I know it feels like
it's been just weeks for me since you were born.

Sophie: Daddy... it HAS just been weeks for you. I'd barely be opening my
eyes by now if I'd stayed in this world.

Silas: Haha. You got me there. I admit... I wanted to have been there to
watch you growing up. How I would have loved to see you take your first
steps... say your first word... I wish I could have been there to encourage
you every time you tried something new.

Sophie: Daddy...
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Silas: I'm sorry. I know it was lonely for you, too.

Sophie: I know you only did it to keep me safe during the war. I never
resented you or Mother for it. Not even once!

Silas: I appreciate that, Sophie. To my mind, any advance or improvement, no
matter how small, is worth celebrating. There's no need to rush. I love
watching you get better with Avel, little by little.

Sophie: OK, Daddy.

Silas: Besides, now that you're here with us, you'll be older before we know
it. We don't have time to daydream anymore!

Sophie: Huh, you're right. I'd better get back to work, then! Thanks, Daddy!
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Silas A

Sophie: Did you see me in that last battle, Daddy?!

Silas: With a showing like that? How could I have missed it? You were
flawless.

Sophie: Heehee... I'd say I've improved a little bit, wouldn't you? I know I
shouldn't expect results right away, but come on!

Silas: It's true, you know. But yes, I'm thrilled to get to see you mature
into a knight before my eyes. Well done, Sophie.

Sophie: Aw, Daddy, you're embarrassing me. Heehee...

Silas: You've been working extra hard lately. And yes, you've made mistakes
along the way... But that's the surest sign that you're also making progress.
I just hope I'm not falling behind...

Sophie: What? But you're already a great knight! What's left for you to
learn?

Silas: Quite a lot, actually. I feel like my skills plateaued around when you
were born... I fear I said some rather self-righteous things for a man of my
station.

Sophie: N-no way, Daddy! That's not your fault at all! It's barely been any
time at all in this world since I was born. Weren't you the one who told me
nobody gets better overnight?

Silas: Touché... I did say that, didn't I? Hahah.

Sophie: Personally, I'd like it if you stopped getting better entirely.

Silas: Why's that?

Sophie: Because then it would be that much easier to catch up with you!

Silas: What?!

Sophie: They'd call me Sophie the Great, who surpassed her own father!
Together with her beloved Avel, they vanquished evil across the land! Heehee,
how cool does that sound?

Silas: I-it's a nice goal, but I'm not going to lie down and die. By the time
you reach where I am now, I intend to hone my skills considerably!

Sophie: Noooooooo! Then I'll never get caught up!

Silas: Hahaha. You can try and catch me, but I won't make it easy for you.

Sophie: So you really want to make it a competition, huh? All right! We'd
never get to do this if I'd had a normal childhood, huh? Here's to growing up
in the Deeprealm!

Silas: Sophie... you don't have to go that far to appease me.

Sophie: Oh, no, I wasn't trying to! I really, honestly think that. Sure, it
was lonely sometimes... But if I'd been raised here, I'd still be in diapers
now. I'd much rather get to compete with you in your prime. Fighting at your
side is a dream come true! Honestly, your whole world is like a dream to
me...

Silas: I'm glad things worked out for the best.

Sophie: Just keep watching me, OK? You'll see me become a real knight in no
time! I'll improve so fast, your head will spin!

Silas: That's the spirit. You're not yet my equal, and if I work hard, you
never will be!
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G4. Azura C

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Azura: Heehee, what is it, Sophie?

Sophie: Look! I found some of those flowers you love! Ones just like what you
have!

Azura: Oh, they're lovely! Thank you so much, Sophie.

Sophie: Heehee. I'm glad you like them!

Azura: I'm curious though. Where did you say you found these?

Sophie: That's what's so amazing! They were really close by! I can go back
and get you more, if you want. There's a bunch more!

Azura: That's all right. You see, Sophie... I'm pretty sure that these are
the flowers I planted yesterday.

Sophie: Then that means... Oh no! That explains why I hadn't seen these
flowers there before! I'm so sorry, Mother!

Azura: It's all right. It really is the thought that counts. Thank you,
Sophie.

Sophie: Can... can I go back and plant these again? They'll grow back their
roots, right? Awwwww! Why am I always screwing up things like this?!
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Azura B

Sophie: *sigh* Why am I such a klutz?

Azura: What's wrong, Sophie?

Sophie: Hey, Mother... Do you think I'll always be a klutz? Earlier today, I
went to the market and got a bunch of apples for myself and Avel. When I got
back, I decided to see if he could catch one in his mouth, but... I let go in
the windup, and the apple hit an old lady behind me instead! Also, Avel fell
over. I don't know why that happened.

Azura: Oh... Oh my, hahaha.

Sophie: Mother! Don't laugh at me.

Azura: I'm sorry! I just didn't expect that story at all.

Sophie: I'm seriously worrying about my future here, Mother!

Azura: I know. I know. I apologize, dear. There's nothing wrong with being a
little clumsy all your life.

Sophie: I'm not a little clumsy! My life is one long series of mistakes and
blunders!

Azura: It's OK to make mistakes. That's how you learn what to do differently
next time. And it's a special kind of strength to pick yourself up, dust off,
and try again.

Sophie: But... But...

Azura: Also, I've heard that some people value clumsiness.

Sophie: Now you're just making things up, Mother.

Azura: Heehee... Perhaps.

Sophie: *sigh* Thanks for cheering me up, though.
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Azura A

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Azura: Hello, Sophie. You seem to be full of energy today.

Sophie: I sure am! What you said the other day really cheered me up.

Azura: I'm glad to hear it! And you're sure it isn't just that you forgot
what was bothering you in your sleep?

Sophie: Why do you always have to tease me?

Azura: Heehee.

Sophie: Oh, that does remind me, though... I made a small mistake at
breakfast today. I... accidentally gave the horses the soldiers' meals.

Azura: Oh my.

Sophie: But once I realized my error, I rushed to make fresh meals for
everyone. Suddenly, they all joined in to help! It made me really happy.

Azura: You're blessed to have such good friends.

Sophie: Yeah, I think so too!

Azura: Why do you think they helped you?

Sophie: Maybe they were worried that I would burn everything?

Azura: Sophie, everyone decided to help you because you bring such a positive
energy.

Sophie: I do? I don't know...

Azura: You should worry less about making mistakes. Just keep pushing
forward. Your drive is what brings smiles to your friends... and to your
mother.

Sophie: OK, Mother! I think I can do that. Oh! Also, I think I found some
flowers nearby that I'm sure you'll like. We can go check them out together!

Azura: That sounds like a lovely idea. Wait, are those flowers...?

Sophie: Don't worry! They aren't the ones you replanted. I didn't pick any in
advance, either-just in case!

Azura: Heehee. That's a relief.

Sophie: All right! Let's go!
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G4. Felicia C

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Felicia: Hello, Sophie. What can I do for you?

Sophie: Look! I found some of those flowers you love! Ones just like what you
have!

Felicia: My favorites! Thank you so much, dear.

Sophie: Heehee. I'm glad you like them!

Felicia: Wherever did you find them?

Sophie: That's what's so amazing! They were really close by! I can go back
and get you more, if you want. There's a bunch more!

Felicia: Oh... oh dear... I can't say for sure, but it sounds like these are
the flowers I planted myself...

Sophie: Then that means... Oh no! That explains why I hadn't seen these
flowers there before! I'm so sorry, Mother!

Felicia: Oh, no, you don't have to apologize! It was a very sweet gift all
the same. Thank you, Sophie.

Sophie: Can... can I go back and plant these again? They'll grow back their
roots, right? Awwwww! Why am I always screwing up things like this?!
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Felicia B

Sophie: *sigh* Why am I such a klutz?

Felicia: Sophie, dear, what's the matter? You seem upset.

Sophie: Hey, Mother... Do you think I'll always be a klutz? Earlier today, I
went to the market and got a bunch of apples for myself and Avel. When I got
back, I decided to see if he could catch one in his mouth, but... I let go in
the windup, and the apple hit an old lady behind me instead! Also, Avel fell
over. I don't know why that happened.

Felicia: O-oh my, that must have been... Heehee...!

Sophie: Mother! Don't laugh at me.

Felicia: You don't see the humor in it, dear?

Sophie: I'm seriously worrying about my future here, Mother!

Felicia: O-of course, dear. I'm sorry. What is it you don't like about being
clumsy, though?

Sophie: I'm not a little clumsy! My life is one long series of mistakes and
blunders!

Felicia: I know only too well how you feel, Sophie. But if you make a
mistake, you just need to follow through and correct it! I know you're not
one to fall apart over just a few setbacks, are you, dear?

Sophie: But... But...

Felicia: Why, a little clumsiness didn't stop me from becoming a royal
attendant!

Sophie: Now you're reaching, Mother.

Felicia: Oops, was I? Heehee...

Sophie: *sigh* Thanks for cheering me up, though.
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Felicia A

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Felicia: Hello, Sophie. Excited about something?

Sophie: I sure am! What you said the other day really cheered me up.

Felicia: Was it that, or was it the rest you got overnight? Because it seems
to me that it's usually the latter...

Sophie: Why do you always have to tease me?

Felicia: Heehee... Pay it no mind, dear.

Sophie: Oh, that does remind me, though... I made a small mistake at
breakfast today. I... accidentally gave the horses the soldiers' meals.

Felicia: Oh no! What a disaster...

Sophie: But once I realized my error, I rushed to make fresh meals for
everyone. Suddenly, they all joined in to help! It made me really happy.

Felicia: What kind friends you have! I'm impressed they'd go to such lengths.

Sophie: Yeah, I'm impressed too!

Felicia: What do you think prompted that?

Sophie: Maybe they were worried that I would burn everything?

Felicia: Sophie! That's not what they think of you. Far from it! It was their
love for your cheerful spirit that drove them to help.

Sophie: It was? I don't know...

Felicia: I'm certain it was! So don't ever change, my dear. Remain the clumsy
yet stubborn woman you are, and you'll spread joy far and wide.

Sophie: OK, Mother! I think I can do that. Oh! Also, I think I found some
flowers nearby that I'm sure you'll like. We can go check them out together!

Felicia: I'd love to! But this patch of flowers you found...

Sophie: Don't worry! They aren't the ones you replanted. I didn't pick any in
advance, either-just in case!

Felicia: That's all I was hoping to hear!

Sophie: All right! Let's go!
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G4. Mozu C

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Mozu: Hi there, honey! Whatcha got there?

Sophie: Look! I found some of those flowers you love! Ones just like what you
have!

Mozu: Sure enough! Thanks so much!

Sophie: Heehee. I'm glad you like them!

Mozu: One thing, though-where'd you say you found these ones?

Sophie: That's what's so amazing! They were really close by! I can go back
and get you more, if you want. There's a bunch more!

Mozu: Oh, honey... I hate to be the one to tell you, but... these are my
flowers. The ones I planted not too long ago.

Sophie: Then that means... Oh no! That explains why I hadn't seen these
flowers there before! I'm so sorry, Mother!

Mozu: Aww, it's OK! I'm tickled that you were thinking of me.

Sophie: Can... can I go back and plant these again? They'll grow back their
roots, right? Awwwww! Why am I always screwing up things like this?!
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Mozu B

Sophie: *sigh* Why am I such a klutz?

Mozu: Sophie? What's with the rain cloud over your head?

Sophie: Hey, Mother... Do you think I'll always be a klutz? Earlier today, I
went to the market and got a bunch of apples for myself and Avel. When I got
back, I decided to see if he could catch one in his mouth, but... I let go in
the windup, and the apple hit an old lady behind me instead! Also, Avel fell
over. I don't know why that happened.

Mozu: Hahaha... Sounds like a rough morning.

Sophie: Mother! Don't laugh at me.

Mozu: It just slips out sometimes.

Sophie: I'm seriously worrying about my future here, Mother!

Mozu: I'm sorry, honey. I didn't mean to kick you when you're down. But come
on now-is it that bad to be a little clumsy sometimes?

Sophie: I'm not a little clumsy! My life is one long series of mistakes and
blunders!

Mozu: But you always try again afterward, right? That's the problem sorted
out right there! Or are you telling me you're the type who breaks down after
a couple failures?

Sophie: But... But...

Mozu: I think there's TOO much going on in that head of yours to keep
everything straight. Your clumsiness just proves how great you are, honey!

Sophie: Now you're just making things up, Mother.

Mozu: Heehee! I'm not, honest!

Sophie: *sigh* Thanks for cheering me up, though.
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Mozu A

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Mozu: Hi, honey! You're all bright eyed and bushy tailed today!

Sophie: I sure am! What you said the other day really cheered me up.

Mozu: Psh, that wasn't me! You just slept your cares away, like you always
do.

Sophie: Why do you always have to tease me?

Mozu: Heehee...

Sophie: Oh, that does remind me, though... I made a small mistake at
breakfast today. I... accidentally gave the horses the soldiers' meals.

Mozu: Aw, honey...

Sophie: But once I realized my error, I rushed to make fresh meals for
everyone. Suddenly, they all joined in to help! It made me really happy.

Mozu: Gosh! Those folks would do anything for you, huh?

Sophie: Yeah, I think so too!

Mozu: You know why that is?

Sophie: Maybe they were worried that I would burn everything?

Mozu: Not at all! They helped you because the effort you put in tends to
brighten everyone's day.

Sophie: It does? I don't know...

Mozu: So don't sweat the small stuff, honey. Be proud of who you are. That's
the way to keep things on an even keel.

Sophie: OK, Mother! I think I can do that. Oh! Also, I think I found some
flowers nearby that I'm sure you'll like. We can go check them out together!

Mozu: Great idea! But I hope these ones aren't...

Sophie: Don't worry! They aren't the ones you replanted. I didn't pick any in
advance, either-just in case!

Mozu: Heehee... Good thinking, honey!

Sophie: All right! Let's go!
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G4. Elise C

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Elise: Hi, Sophie!

Sophie: Look! I found some of those flowers you love! Ones just like what you
have!

Elise: Gosh, these are so pretty! You really shouldn't have!

Sophie: Heehee. I'm glad you like them!

Elise: But, um... where'd you pick these from?

Sophie: That's what's so amazing! They were really close by! I can go back
and get you more, if you want. There's a bunch more!

Elise: 'Cause these look kinda like... the ones I just planted the other day.

Sophie: Then that means... Oh no! That explains why I hadn't seen these
flowers there before! I'm so sorry, Mother!

Elise: It's OK! It was a sweet thing to do anyway.

Sophie: Can... can I go back and plant these again? They'll grow back their
roots, right? Awwwww! Why am I always screwing up things like this?!
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Elise B

Sophie: *sigh* Why am I such a klutz?

Elise: What's the matter, Sophie? You look sad.

Sophie: Hey, Mother... Do you think I'll always be a klutz? Earlier today, I
went to the market and got a bunch of apples for myself and Avel. When I got
back, I decided to see if he could catch one in his mouth, but... I let go in
the windup, and the apple hit an old lady behind me instead! Also, Avel fell
over. I don't know why that happened.

Elise: Whaaat? Really?! Hahahaha! That's too funny!

Sophie: Mother! Don't laugh at me.

Elise: Sorry, Sophie! I couldn't help myself. Hee...

Sophie: I'm seriously worrying about my future here, Mother!

Elise: OK, OK... I'll stop. I don't see what's so bad about being a little
clumsy, though.

Sophie: I'm not a little clumsy! My life is one long series of mistakes and
blunders!

Elise: Hey, everyone makes mistakes! You can't let them get to you. Just
smile, say "Whoopsie!" and do better next time.

Sophie: But... But...

Elise: Plus, being a little clumsy is cute! People see it and go, "d'awwww."

Sophie: Now you're just making things up, Mother.

Elise: Ahahaha! You're too smart for me.

Sophie: *sigh* Thanks for cheering me up, though.
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Elise A

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Elise: Look who's in a good mood!

Sophie: I sure am! What you said the other day really cheered me up.

Elise: It did? Really? You didn't just sleep your worries away?

Sophie: Why do you always have to tease me?

Elise: Ahaha!

Sophie: Oh, that does remind me, though... I made a small mistake at
breakfast today. I... accidentally gave the horses the soldiers' meals.

Elise: Yikes!

Sophie: But once I realized my error, I rushed to make fresh meals for
everyone. Suddenly, they all joined in to help! It made me really happy.

Elise: Hooray! That was super nice of them.

Sophie: Yeah, I thought so too!

Elise: Do you know why they did that, though?

Sophie: Maybe they were worried that I would burn everything?

Elise: Nope! People see you trying so hard, and they think to themselves...
"Look at her go! I'd better do everything I can to help!"

Sophie: They do? I don't know...

Elise: No, trust me! You don't have a thing to worry about. Smile, and the
world will smile with you!

Sophie: OK, Mother! I think I can do that. Oh! Also, I think I found some
flowers nearby that I'm sure you'll like. We can go check them out together!

Elise: Sure! Just as long as...

Sophie: Don't worry! They aren't the ones you replanted. I didn't pick any in
advance, either-just in case!

Elise: Oh, OK! Then what are we waiting for?

Sophie: All right! Let's go!
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G4. Camilla C

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Camilla: Ah, Sophie! What is that you're holding?

Sophie: Look! I found some of those flowers you love! Ones just like what you
have!

Camilla: Ooh, that fragrance... Very considerate of you, dearest.

Sophie: Heehee. I'm glad you like them!

Camilla: Indulge my curiosity, though; where did you come upon these?

Sophie: That's what's so amazing! They were really close by! I can go back
and get you more, if you want. There's a bunch more!

Camilla: These flowers you plucked... They wouldn't be the very ones I
planted mere days ago?

Sophie: Then that means... Oh no! That explains why I hadn't seen these
flowers there before! I'm so sorry, Mother!

Camilla: Never you mind, dearest. You did it for me, and I appreciate that.

Sophie: Can... can I go back and plant these again? They'll grow back their
roots, right? Awwwww! Why am I always screwing up things like this?!
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Camilla B

Sophie: *sigh* Why am I such a klutz?

Camilla: You seem distraught, Sophie. Is it something I can help with?

Sophie: Hey, Mother... Do you think I'll always be a klutz? Earlier today, I
went to the market and got a bunch of apples for myself and Avel. When I got
back, I decided to see if he could catch one in his mouth, but... I let go in
the windup, and the apple hit an old lady behind me instead! Also, Avel fell
over. I don't know why that happened.

Camilla: Haha... That sounds dreadful.

Sophie: Mother! Don't laugh at me.

Camilla: I'm sorry, dearest. Was that not meant to be funny?

Sophie: I'm seriously worrying about my future here, Mother!

Camilla: Pardon me, then. Can you tell me what irritates you so much about
being somewhat clumsy?

Sophie: I'm not "somewhat" clumsy! My life is one long series of mistakes and
blunders!

Camilla: I don't see the issue there. Mistakes happen. You're more than
strong enough to pick yourself up and address them, my child.

Sophie: But... But...

Camilla: Besides, there's a certain charm in showing a faint tinge of
ineptitude.

Sophie: Now you're just making things up, Mother.

Camilla: Hmhm. Don't be so quick to dismiss my advice.

Sophie: *sigh* Thanks for cheering me up, though.
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Camilla A

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Camilla: Why, Sophie, you're in high spirits today.

Sophie: I sure am! What you said the other day really cheered me up.

Camilla: Is that what did it? Not because you let go of your worries as you
slept?

Sophie: Why do you always have to tease me?

Camilla: Ha ha ha...

Sophie: Oh, that does remind me, though... I made a small mistake at
breakfast today. I... accidentally gave the horses the soldiers' meals.

Camilla: My goodness!

Sophie: But once I realized my error, I rushed to make fresh meals for
everyone. Suddenly, they all joined in to help! It made me really happy.

Camilla: What a kindness they did for you! You should be grateful.

Sophie: Yeah, I think so too!

Camilla: But did you spare a thought as to why they were willing to go to
such lengths?

Sophie: Maybe they were worried that I would burn everything?

Camilla: More likely, your buoyant presence instills energy in them. Seeing
how you never give up even after a setback inspires them to do the same.

Sophie: It does? I don't know...

Camilla: Don't worry your precious head over these things. Simply be
yourself, Sophie. So long as you do that, you will never want for friends
willing to lend a hand.

Sophie: OK, Mother! I think I can do that. Oh! Also, I think I found some
flowers nearby that I'm sure you'll like. We can go check them out together!

Camilla: I would like that. But you're positive, are you, that these
flowers...?

Sophie: Don't worry! They aren't the ones you replanted. I didn't pick any in
advance, either-just in case!

Camilla: Ha ha ha... That's all I wanted to hear.

Sophie: All right! Let's go!
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G4. Effie C

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Effie: Hey there, Sophie.

Sophie: Look! I found some of those flowers you love! Ones just like what you
have!

Effie: They're very pretty.

Sophie: Heehee. I'm glad you like them!

Effie: Also, they're very familiar. Where exactly did you find these?

Sophie: That's what's so amazing! They were really close by! I can go back
and get you more, if you want. There's a bunch more!

Effie: The thing is... I remember packing the dirt around flowers a lot like
these yesterday.

Sophie: Then that means... Oh no! That explains why I hadn't seen these
flowers there before! I'm so sorry, Mother!

Effie: Don't sweat it. It's a nice present all the same. Thanks, Sophie.

Sophie: Can... can I go back and plant these again? They'll grow back their
roots, right? Awwwww! Why am I always screwing up things like this?!
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Effie B

Sophie: *sigh* Why am I such a klutz?

Effie: Sophie? There you are... I followed the trail of sighs.

Sophie: Hey, Mother... Do you think I'll always be a klutz? Earlier today, I
went to the market and got a bunch of apples for myself and Avel. When I got
back, I decided to see if he could catch one in his mouth, but... I let go in
the windup, and the apple hit an old lady behind me instead! Also, Avel fell
over. I don't know why that happened.

Effie: Haha... sounds like you need to work on your throwing arm.

Sophie: Mother! Don't laugh at me.

Effie: What? Come on-admit it... It's funny.

Sophie: I'm seriously worrying about my future here, Mother!

Effie: Oh, whoops. I guess this is no laughing matter. Still, what's wrong
with being clumsy, long as you don't handle heavy objects?

Sophie: I'm not a little clumsy! My life is one long series of mistakes and
blunders!

Effie: Aah, everyone screws up now and then. It's only a problem if you don't
dust yourself off and keep trying.

Sophie: But... But...

Effie: Hey, think of it like training. Every time you trip and fall... that's
your chance to do a push-up on the way back to your feet!

Sophie: Now you're just making things up, Mother.

Effie: Heh heh... all right, maybe that was a stretch. Get it? Stretching?

Sophie: *sigh* Thanks for cheering me up, though.
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Effie A

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Effie: Hey, Sophie. Feeling better today?

Sophie: I sure am! What you said the other day really cheered me up.

Effie: It did, huh? You didn't forget your troubles again the minute you hit
the hay?

Sophie: Why do you always have to tease me?

Effie: You make it too easy, honey.

Sophie: Oh, that does remind me, though... I made a small mistake at
breakfast today. I... accidentally gave the horses the soldiers' meals.

Effie: Th-their breakfast? Not the most important meal of the day...!

Sophie: But once I realized my error, I rushed to make fresh meals for
everyone. Suddenly, they all joined in to help! It made me really happy.

Effie: You're lucky to know such good people.

Sophie: Yeah, I think so too!

Effie: Got any guesses why they went to all the trouble?

Sophie: Maybe they were worried that I would burn everything?

Effie: I doubt it. No, I think the real reason is... they saw the work you
put in, and it made them so happy, they were glad to help.

Sophie: It did? I don't know...

Effie: I wouldn't worry about being clumsy. You're plenty strong anyway. I
think the best thing for you and your friends is to bear down and push past
it.

Sophie: OK, Mother! I think I can do that. Oh! Also, I think I found some
flowers nearby that I'm sure you'll like. We can go check them out together!

Effie: Sounds good. These flowers you're talking about, though...

Sophie: Don't worry! They aren't the ones you replanted. I didn't pick any in
advance, either-just in case!

Effie: Whew. That's a load off!

Sophie: All right! Let's go!
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G4. Nyx C

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Nyx: Hmm?

Sophie: Look! I found some of those flowers you love! Ones just like what you
have!

Nyx: They're exquisite. Thank you.

Sophie: Heehee. I'm glad you like them!

Nyx: Where, pray tell, did you find these?

Sophie: That's what's so amazing! They were really close by! I can go back
and get you more, if you want. There's a bunch more!

Nyx: As I thought. I suspect these are the flowers I planted not long ago,
and not far away.

Sophie: Then that means... Oh no! That explains why I hadn't seen these
flowers there before! I'm so sorry, Mother!

Nyx: You needn't be. It was very considerate of you. Thank you, child.

Sophie: Can... can I go back and plant these again? They'll grow back their
roots, right? Awwwww! Why am I always screwing up things like this?!
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Nyx B

Sophie: *sigh* Why am I such a klutz?

Nyx: What's causing such deep sighs, child?

Sophie: Hey, Mother... Do you think I'll always be a klutz? Earlier today, I
went to the market and got a bunch of apples for myself and Avel. When I got
back, I decided to see if he could catch one in his mouth, but... I let go in
the windup, and the apple hit an old lady behind me instead! Also, Avel fell
over. I don't know why that happened.

Nyx: That's... terrible. Heh... heh heh...

Sophie: Mother! Don't laugh at me.

Nyx: But you tempt me so...

Sophie: I'm seriously worrying about my future here, Mother!

Nyx: Indeed? My apologies, then. But yes, you are a bit clumsy. Maladroit. I
fail to see the problem.

Sophie: I'm not a little clumsy! My life is one long series of mistakes and
blunders!

Nyx: Seen one way, yes. Seen another way, it is a long series of rallyings
and redoubled efforts.

Sophie: But... But...

Nyx: Besides, it is good that you have such a flaw. Otherwise you would be
too perfect.

Sophie: Now you're reaching, Mother.

Nyx: Hmhm... Perhaps.

Sophie: *sigh* Thanks for cheering me up, though.
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Nyx A

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Nyx: Sophie? You're full of vim today.

Sophie: I sure am! What you said the other day really cheered me up.

Nyx: I can't claim all the credit. Why, I'm sure the night's sleep you had
did at least as much to ease your mind.

Sophie: Why do you always have to tease me?

Nyx: Hmhmhm...

Sophie: Oh, that does remind me, though... I made a small mistake at
breakfast today. I... accidentally gave the horses the soldiers' meals.

Nyx: Not a good start to the day.

Sophie: But once I realized my error, I rushed to make fresh meals for
everyone. Suddenly, they all joined in to help! It made me really happy.

Nyx: You are fortunate to have such friends about you.

Sophie: Yeah, I think so too!

Nyx: Has it occurred to you why they did this thing?

Sophie: Maybe they were worried that I would burn everything?

Nyx: That is not the reason, child. They were repaying the gift of your
cheery, dauntless demeanor.

Sophie: They were? I don't know...

Nyx: You needn't fret over the small errors you commit now and again. Move
past them with a smile, and those around you will follow your example.

Sophie: OK, Mother! I think I can do that. Oh! Also, I think I found some
flowers nearby that I'm sure you'll like. We can go check them out together!

Nyx: By all means. But promise me these flowers are not...

Sophie: Don't worry! They aren't the ones you replanted. I didn't pick any in
advance, either-just in case!

Nyx: Hmhm... perfect.

Sophie: All right! Let's go!
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G4. Selena C

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Selena: What do you want, Sophie?

Sophie: Look! I found some of those flowers you love! Ones just like what you
have!

Selena: Wow, these are pretty. I'll take those, thank you very much.

Sophie: Heehee. I'm glad you like them!

Selena: Hang on, though. I'd like to know just where you found them.

Sophie: That's what's so amazing! They were really close by! I can go back
and get you more, if you want. There's a bunch more!

Selena: Oh no... Are you telling me... Did you pick the flowers I JUST
planted?

Sophie: Wh-what...? Oh no! That explains why I hadn't seen these flowers
there before! I'm so sorry, Mother!

Selena: Well, whatever. Top marks for effort.

Sophie: Can... can I go back and plant these again? They'll grow back their
roots, right? Awwwww! Why am I always screwing up things like this?!
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Selena B

Sophie: *sigh* Why am I such a klutz?

Selena: You look a little down in the mouth there, Sophie.

Sophie: Hey, Mother... Do you think I'll always be a klutz? Earlier today, I
went to the market and got a bunch of apples for myself and Avel. When I got
back, I decided to see if he could catch one in his mouth, but... I let go in
the windup, and the apple hit an old lady behind me instead! Also, Avel fell
over. I don't know why that happened.

Selena: Ahahaha! You're a real piece of work!

Sophie: Mother! Don't laugh at me.

Selena: But just listen to yourself!

Sophie: I'm seriously worrying about my future here, Mother!

Selena: All right, all right. Don't get snippy. Let's start over. Why are you
so bent out of shape over being klutzy?

Sophie: I'm not a little clumsy! My life is one long series of mistakes and
blunders!

Selena: But you can just fix them, can't you? And you usually do, from what
I've seen. I can't remember you ever giving up.

Sophie: But... But...

Selena: And you know, people take pity on a klutz. It's not hard to exploit
that.

Sophie: Now you're just making things up, Mother.

Selena: So what if I am? It's good advice.

Sophie: *sigh* Thanks for cheering me up, though.
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Selena A

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Selena: Hi, Sophie. You're annoyingly hyper today.

Sophie: I sure am! What you said the other day really cheered me up.

Selena: That's what you're saying did it, huh? Not the eight hours of sleep
you got between then and now?

Sophie: Why do you always have to tease me?

Selena: Heeheehee... because you're so cute when you pout.

Sophie: Oh, that does remind me, though... I made a small mistake at
breakfast today. I... accidentally gave the horses the soldiers' meals.

Selena: *sigh*

Sophie: But once I realized my error, I rushed to make fresh meals for
everyone. Suddenly, they all joined in to help! It made me really happy.

Selena: Wow. Those are some loyal friends you've got there.

Sophie: Yeah, I think so too!

Selena: Why do you think they stick with you through thick and thin like
that?

Sophie: Maybe they were worried that I would burn everything?

Selena: See there? You're making another mistake, thinking that. Those
soldiers get fired up when they see you giving it your all. The way you never
give up, even when things don't go your way.

Sophie: Really? I don't know...

Selena: I wouldn't worry about being clumsy if I were you. Just power through
it. That's what people like to see from you. They don't even notice the
clumsiness!

Sophie: OK, Mother! I think I can do that. Oh! Also, I think I found some
flowers nearby that I'm sure you'll like. We can go check them out together!

Selena: Fine, fine. Just promise me one thing.

Sophie: Don't worry! They aren't the ones you replanted. I didn't pick any in
advance, either-just in case!

Selena: You read my mind, kid.

Sophie: All right! Let's go!
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G4. Beruka C

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Beruka: What, Sophie?

Sophie: Look! I found some of those flowers you love! Ones just like what you
have!

Beruka: Oh, they're... nice. Thank you.

Sophie: Heehee. I'm glad you like them!

Beruka: I need to know where you found these.

Sophie: That's what's so amazing! They were really close by! I can go back
and get you more, if you want. There's a bunch more!

Beruka: Mmm. These flowers look familiar... I think I planted them.

Sophie: Then that means... Oh no! That explains why I hadn't seen these
flowers there before! I'm so sorry, Mother!

Beruka: It's fine. You meant well. Thank you.

Sophie: Can... can I go back and plant these again? They'll grow back their
roots, right? Awwwww! Why am I always screwing up things like this?!
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Beruka B

Sophie: *sigh* Why am I such a klutz?

Beruka: You don't look so good. What is it?

Sophie: Hey, Mother... Do you think I'll always be a klutz? Earlier today, I
went to the market and got a bunch of apples for myself and Avel. When I got
back, I decided to see if he could catch one in his mouth, but... I let go in
the windup, and the apple hit an old lady behind me instead! Also, Avel fell
over. I don't know why that happened.

Beruka: Heh. Heh heh... Heh...

Sophie: Mother! Don't laugh at me.

Beruka: But... I mean...

Sophie: I'm seriously worrying about my future here, Mother!

Beruka: Sorry. Can you explain to me why being a little clumsy frustrates
you?

Sophie: I'm not a little clumsy! My life is one long series of mistakes and
blunders!

Beruka: If you drop something, just pick it up. If you trip, get to your feet
again. That's all it takes.

Sophie: But... But...

Beruka: I wouldn't know myself, but I've heard that clumsy girls have the
biggest hearts.

Sophie: Now you're just making things up, Mother.

Beruka: Yes.

Sophie: *sigh* Thanks for cheering me up, though.
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Beruka A

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Beruka: Hello, Sophie. You're happy today.

Sophie: I sure am! What you said the other day really cheered me up.

Beruka: I think what really cheered you up was a night's sleep. But I'll take
the credit if you want.

Sophie: Why do you always have to tease me?

Beruka: Heh...

Sophie: Oh, that does remind me, though... I made a small mistake at
breakfast today. I... accidentally gave the horses the soldiers' meals.

Beruka: Uh-oh.

Sophie: But once I realized my error, I rushed to make fresh meals for
everyone. Suddenly, they all joined in to help! It made me really happy.

Beruka: Heh. That must have made you feel good.

Sophie: Yeah, it did!

Beruka: Any ideas why they did it?

Sophie: Maybe they were worried that I would burn everything?

Beruka: No. They see you trying hard, and it makes them do the same.

Sophie: It does? I don't know...

Beruka: Maybe I'm wrong. But that's what I think. So don't be down on
yourself. You make people happy just by being who you are.

Sophie: OK, Mother! I think I can do that. Oh! Also, I think I found some
flowers nearby that I'm sure you'll like. We can go check them out together!

Beruka: Not the same flowers, right?

Sophie: Don't worry! They aren't the ones you replanted. I didn't pick any in
advance, either-just in case!

Beruka: Heh. Just checking.

Sophie: All right! Let's go!
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G4. Peri C

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Peri: What is it, Sophie?

Sophie: Look! I found some of those flowers you love! Ones just like what you
have!

Peri: Ooh! Pretty! Thanks!

Sophie: Heehee. I'm glad you like them!

Peri: Although... where'd you manage to pick these from?

Sophie: That's what's so amazing! They were really close by! I can go back
and get you more, if you want. There's a bunch more!

Peri: Awww, rats. I bet you anything these are the same ones I planted the
other day.

Sophie: Then that means... Oh no! That explains why I hadn't seen these
flowers there before! I'm so sorry, Mother!

Peri: That's all right. I appreciate the thought!

Sophie: Can... can I go back and plant these again? They'll grow back their
roots, right? Awwwww! Why am I always screwing up things like this?!
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Peri B

Sophie: *sigh* Why am I such a klutz?

Peri: What's got you looking so down, Sophie?

Sophie: Hey, Mother... Do you think I'll always be a klutz? Earlier today, I
went to the market and got a bunch of apples for myself and Avel. When I got
back, I decided to see if he could catch one in his mouth, but... I let go in
the windup, and the apple hit an old lady behind me instead! Also, Avel fell
over. I don't know why that happened.

Peri: Ahahahaha! You're kidding me!

Sophie: Mother! Don't laugh at me.

Peri: But you're such a riot!

Sophie: I'm seriously worrying about my future here, Mother!

Peri: Oh. Really? Geez. Is being a little clumsy bad? I don't quite get it.

Sophie: I'm not a little clumsy! My life is one long series of mistakes and
blunders!

Peri: If you mess up, just try again. Easy. You've got the backbone for it, I
know.

Sophie: But... But...

Peri: A clumsy person is a more unpredictable target in battle, too!

Sophie: Now you're just making things up, Mother.

Peri: Sophie, you need to meet me halfway here.

Sophie: *sigh* Thanks for cheering me up, though.
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Peri A

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Peri: Sophie! You seem to have bounced back from the other day.

Sophie: I sure have! What you said the other day really cheered me up.

Peri: I don't think I did anything, though! You just forgot everything while
you were asleep. That happens a lot with you.

Sophie: Why do you always have to tease me?

Peri: I just can't resist! Hahahaha!

Sophie: Oh, that does remind me, though... I made a small mistake at
breakfast today. I... accidentally gave the horses the soldiers' meals.

Peri: Wow. That's a new one.

Sophie: But once I realized my error, I rushed to make fresh meals for
everyone. Suddenly, they all joined in to help! It made me really happy.

Peri: How nice of them! You must have been pretty relieved.

Sophie: Yeah, I was!

Peri: But I could have guessed they'd do that. You know why?

Sophie: Maybe they were worried that I would burn everything?

Peri: Nah, it's because they get a kick out of watching you! The way you get
back at it, no matter what happens... It lights a fire in them that makes
them want to try harder too!

Sophie: It does? I don't know...

Peri: If you ask me, I think you're fine the way you are. Just be yourself!
That's all anybody wants out of you!

Sophie: OK, Mother! I think I can do that. Oh! Also, I think I found some
flowers nearby that I'm sure you'll like. We can go check them out together!

Peri: That sounds OK. But... you didn't...

Sophie: Don't worry! They aren't the ones you replanted. I didn't pick any in
advance, either-just in case!

Peri: Whew! I have a hard enough time getting them to grow without people
yanking them out. Come on-show me these flowers of yours!

Sophie: All right! Let's go!
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G4. Charlotte C

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Charlotte: What is it, Sophie?

Sophie: Look! I found some of those flowers you love! Ones just like what you
have!

Charlotte: Well, aren't these gorgeous? Thanks, my girl.

Sophie: Heehee. I'm glad you like them!

Charlotte: I'd love to know where you found them, though.

Sophie: That's what's so amazing! They were really close by! I can go back
and get you more, if you want. There's a bunch more!

Charlotte: Wait... wait wait wait... Are these THOSE flowers? The ones I just
planted?

Sophie: Then that means... Oh no! That explains why I hadn't seen these
flowers there before! I'm so sorry, Mother!

Charlotte: Apology accepted.

Sophie: Can... can I go back and plant these again? They'll grow back their
roots, right? Awwwww! Why am I always screwing up things like this?!
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Charlotte B

Sophie: *sigh* Why am I such a klutz?

Charlotte: What's with you today?

Sophie: Hey, Mother... Do you think I'll always be a klutz? Earlier today, I
went to the market and got a bunch of apples for myself and Avel. When I got
back, I decided to see if he could catch one in his mouth, but... I let go in
the windup, and the apple hit an old lady behind me instead! Also, Avel fell
over. I don't know why that happened.

Charlotte: Ahahahahaha! Are you pulling my leg?!

Sophie: Mother! Don't laugh at me.

Charlotte: You can't say things like that and expect me not to laugh!

Sophie: I'm seriously worrying about my future here, Mother!

Charlotte: Oh, is that what this is? I couldn't really tell. I mean, what's
wrong with being kinda clumsy?

Sophie: I'm not "kinda" clumsy! My life is one long series of mistakes and
blunders!

Charlotte: Big deal. So you mess up sometimes. You're not gonna give up after
a mistake or two, right?

Sophie: But... But...

Charlotte: Besides, tripping over your feet is a surefire way to score points
with the boys!

Sophie: Now you're just making things up, Mother.

Charlotte: Hey, don't knock it 'til you try it!

Sophie: *sigh* Thanks for cheering me up, though.
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Charlotte A

Sophie: Moooooooother!

Charlotte: Hey, Sophie. Back to your usual boisterous self today, I see.

Sophie: I sure am! What you said the other day really cheered me up.

Charlotte: Oh, I can't take all the credit. Not when you probably just forgot
what the problem was while you were asleep.

Sophie: Why do you always have to tease me?

Charlotte: Teehee. Because it's fun.

Sophie: Oh, that does remind me, though... I made a small mistake at
breakfast today. I... accidentally gave the horses the soldiers' meals.

Charlotte: Ha! Classic Sophie!

Sophie: But once I realized my error, I rushed to make fresh meals for
everyone. Suddenly, they all joined in to help! It made me really happy.

Charlotte: Huh. That was nice of them.

Sophie: Yeah, I think so too!

Charlotte: You know why they did that, right?

Sophie: Maybe they were worried that I would burn everything?

Charlotte: Nope. The real reason is... it cheers them up to see you try so
hard to bounce back every time you make a mistake.

Sophie: It does? I don't know...

Charlotte: These minor screwups are the last thing you need to worry about.
You'll be fine. Just keep pressing on, and the world will be a better place
for everyone.

Sophie: OK, Mother! I think I can do that. Oh! Also, I think I found some
flowers nearby that I'm sure you'll like. We can go check them out together!

Charlotte: Uh, OK, but did you check whether...

Sophie: Don't worry! They aren't the ones you replanted. I didn't pick any in
advance, either-just in case!

Charlotte: Oh yeah? Whew...

Sophie: All right! Let's go!
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H. Shigure's Sibling Supports

H1. Dwyer C

Dwyer: Hmm... Where did Shigure run off to? I doubt that he's out here in the
hills or fields, but I couldn't find him at camp... It's probably worth it to
look, at least.

Shigure: *singing*

Dwyer: Wait, is that him? Why is he sitting on that tree stump all the way
out here? And who are all those peop- No, those aren't people... They look
like forest animals... Bears, rabbits, squirrels... Is that a wolf? How can
they all be sitting together so calmly?

Shigure: I think that's enough for one day. How did you all enjoy it?

Dwyer: ... It looks like he's trying to hold a conversation with them.

Shigure: Ah! Who's there?! Oh no! Come back!

Dwyer: Um... Sorry about that. I didn't mean to make them all run away...
That was my fault, Shigure.

Shigure: They were just startled, Dwyer. Frankly, I was too! But don't worry
about it. They can't help being a little shy. So tell me, what are you doing
all the way out here?

Dwyer: Well, I came here looking for you. Even though we're siblings, we
didn't get to grow up together, right? You're my brother, but I don't know
the first thing about you. I thought we could talk.

Shigure: O-oh, I see... I don't know what to say. I'm really not the most
interesting person around... You might have a better time talking with
someone more outgoing.

Dwyer: Don't say that...

Shigure: Please, you shouldn't feel obligated to be my friend just because
we're related. Honestly, I'm not in the most social mood right now. Please,
excuse me...
(Shigure leaves)

Dwyer: H-hey, don't leave... What's with him?
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Dwyer B

Dwyer: *sigh*... I wonder where Shigure is today... Maybe he went back to
that clearing again. He's probably surrounded by all those forest animals...
Yeah, looks like I was right. Hello, Shigure...

Shigure: Dwyer?! What are you doing out here? Ah! No! Don't go!

Dwyer: Those critters sure are fast. I'm sorry, Shigure. I didn't mean to
scare them off again...

Shigure: N-no, don't worry about it. They aren't used to other people being
around here. It's easy to startle them.

Dwyer: Oh... It's amazing how well you get along with all of them. We may
have the same parents, but I could never do what you do.

Shigure: Why were you looking for me again? Did you need something?

Dwyer: Yes. I still want to know more about you. We are brothers, but you
treat me like I'm some stranger. Don't you get lonely out here?

Shigure: Occasionally... Listen, I'm sorry for being cold the other day. The
truth is, it makes me happy that you care so much. I'm your brother, and I
don't want to let you down.

Dwyer: You really mean it? Would you mind if I stuck around here with you for
a while? Maybe you could call back those animal friends of yours.

Shigure: Honestly, I don't think they would be comfortable around you.

Dwyer: Oh, they won't? But they seem so fond of you... Maybe if I'm really
nice and work hard, I can win them over too...

Shigure: Hmm... I'm not sure if this will help, but... Animals are highly
attuned to the feelings of people around them. Most likely, they detected
something in you that drove them off.

Dwyer: But why would I be angry at a bunch of cute animals?

Shigure: They can sense what you were thinking. Were you sizing them up to
figure out which one might make a tasty dinner? Even just for a moment?

Dwyer: Shigure, are you trying to make fun of me?

Shigure: Of course not, I'm sorry. That's just the biggest reason I could
think of for them to run away. I appreciate how sincere you are about
befriending them. I'll try to think of what can be done to make them feel
safe around you. There has to be a way to help out my kindhearted brother.

Dwyer: I hope you're right...
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Dwyer A

Dwyer: Hello, Shigure...

Shigure: What's wrong, Dwyer? You look troubled.

Dwyer: Erm... I wanted to talk about the animals from the other day...

Shigure: Oh? Did you want to go pay them a visit? I was just about to head in
that direction if you want to come along... Are you ready to prove that you
don't mean them any harm?

Dwyer: Yeah, about that... I've given it a lot of thought. The truth is, I </pre><pre id="faqspan-38">
think you were right about me feeling upset when I saw them...

Shigure: What do you mean?

Dwyer: When I noticed how well you got along with them, I couldn't help being
jealous. In that moment, I just wanted them to go away so that we could hang
out... That's why they thought I was a threat. I feel terrible for being so
mean...

Shigure: Dwyer, I'm glad you thought about this and talked to me.

Dwyer: The point is, I can't go back out there again. I would be so
embarrassed...

Shigure: Don't say that! You should absolutely go back. By opening up, you've
changed, and the animals will be able to tell. I think they'll be more
welcoming.

Dwyer: I'm not sure...

Shigure: Well I am. You didn't have to say that you were feeling jealous. But
you did anyway. That tells me that you've got a good soul. They'll be able to
see that, too. Look! There's a rabbit hopping this way.

Dwyer: Ahh... What do I do?

Shigure: Just calm down... Relax, and take a breath. Quiet your mind and be
peaceful... Just think about how you want to be friends with the furry
critter.

Dwyer: Uh, sure, OK. I'll try... Wow, he's letting me pet him... This rabbit
is so friendly.

Shigure: See? Everything worked out just fine.

Dwyer: Yeah... Just like you said it would.

Shigure: Now you can meet all of the other animals! I think you will get
along with everyone. Let's wander to the clearing in the woods. I bet your
friends will be waiting there.

Dwyer: Thanks, Shigure...
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H1. Midori C

Midori: Where did Shigure wander off to? I doubt I will find him out here in
the hills... But he was nowhere to be found at camp.

Shigure: *singing*

Midori: Hmm? Is that him? Why is he sitting out in the middle of nowhere on
that tree stump? And who are all those people surroun- HUH?! Th-those aren't
people at all... They're forest animals! Rabbits, squirrels... even bears!
How can they all be sitting there so quietly?

Shigure: I think that's enough for today. How did you all enjoy it?

Midori: Are you... trying to talk with them?

Shigure: Ah! Who's there?! Wait! No! Don't go!

Midori: The animals are sprinting away... It's all my fault, isn't it? I'm
sorry.

Shigure: They were just startled, Midori. Frankly, I was too! But don't worry
about it. They can't help being a little shy. So tell me, what are you doing
all the way out here?

Midori: Looking for you of course! Growing up in different lands prevented us
from getting to know each other. I thought we could spend the afternoon
together! What do you say?

Shigure: O-oh, I see... I don't know what to say. I'm really not the most
interesting person around... You might have a better time talking with
someone more outgoing.

Midori: Th-that's not true!

Shigure: Please, you shouldn't feel obligated to be my friend just because
we're related. And to be honest, I'm not in the most social mood right now.
Please, excuse me...
(Shigure leaves)

Midori: Shigure, don't go! What a meanie...
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Midori B

Midori: Where has Shigure disappeared to today? Maybe he went to that
clearing to spend time with his animal friends. Ha! I was right. Hello,
Shigure!

Shigure: Midori?! What are you doing out here? Ah! No! Don't go!

Midori: Those animals sure are fast. *sniff* I'm sorry for scaring them off
again.

Shigure: N-no, don't worry about that. They aren't used to other people being
around here. It's easy to startle them.

Midori: O-oh... I've never seen anyone get along with animals the way you do.
We have the same mother and father, but I didn't inherit that skill.

Shigure: Why were you looking for me again? Did you need something?

Midori: Well, yeah. We're siblings, and I still just want to be your friend.

Shigure: I understand. Listen, I'm sorry for being cold to you the other day.
The truth is, it makes me happy that you care so much. I'm your brother, and
I don't want to let you down.

Midori: Really? You mean it? Can I stay here with you, then? Oh! Maybe you
could call back those animal friends of yours!

Shigure: Honestly, I don't think they would be comfortable around you.

Midori: Th-they won't? Why not? They all seem to love you so much though. If
I tried really hard, maybe they could grow to like me too. Is there any tip
or trick to win their favor?

Shigure: Hmm, I'm not sure if this will help, but... Animals are highly
attuned to the feelings of people around them. Most likely, they detected
something in you that drove them off.

Midori: Like animosity? Why would I feel that about a bunch of cute animals?

Shigure: They can sense what you were thinking. Were you sizing them up to
figure out which one might make a tasty dinner? Even just for a moment?

Midori: No! Don't be so rude!

Shigure: Of course not, I'm sorry. That's just the biggest reason I could
think of for them to run away. I appreciate how sincere you are about
befriending them. I'll try to think of what can be done to make them feel
safe around you. There has to be a way to help out my adorable sister.

Midori: I hope so! Thank you, Shigure!
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Midori A

Midori: Sh-Shigure, there you are...

Shigure: What's wrong, Midori? You look upset.

Midori: Well, I've been thinking about the animals from the other day...

Shigure: Oh, did you want to go pay them a visit? I was just about to head in
that direction, if you want to come along. Are you ready to prove that you
don't mean them any harm?

Midori: Yeah, about that... I've been reflecting on my own. When I saw how
close you were them, I couldn't help but feel jealous. It was frustrating to
know that you wanted to spend time with them and not me. In that moment, I
just wanted all the animals to run far away. That's why they don't like me...
Because they could tell I was mad...

Shigure: Midori, I'm glad you thought about this and talked to me.

Midori: The point is, I'm never going back out there again.

Shigure: Don't say that. You should absolutely go back. By opening up, you've
changed, and the animals will be able to tell. I think they'll be more
welcoming.

Midori: Huh? I don't know about that.

Shigure: Well I do. You didn't have to admit to feeling jealous, but you did
anyway. That tells me that you've got a good soul. They'll be able to see
that, too. Look! There's a rabbit hopping this way.

Midori: Wah! What am I supposed to do?!

Shigure: Just calm down... Relax, and take a breath. Quiet your mind and be
peaceful... Just think about how much you want to be friends with the furry
critter.

Midori: O-OK... Ah! Look! He's letting me pet him! He isn't running away or
anything!

Shigure: See? I told you things would be fine.

Midori: You were right! Thank goodness!

Shigure: Now everyone is getting along, including us siblings. Let's wander
to the clearing... I bet your new friends will be waiting there.

Midori: OK! Thanks, Shigure!
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H1. Sophie C

Sophie: Hmmm... Now where did Shigure go? I doubt he'd be out here in the
hills, but then again, he wasn't in camp, so...

Shigure: *singing*

Sophie: Ah! There he is! It's odd that he's just sitting on that tree stump.
And who are all those peop- HUH?! Those aren't people... They're forest
animals!! Rabbits, squirrels... even bears?! They all seem so calm.

Shigure: I think that's enough for one day. How did you like it?

Sophie: Are they just chatting?

Shigure: Ah! Who's there?! Oh no! Come back!

Sophie: Ack! They all ran away. I'm sorry, Shigure. That was my fault.

Shigure: They were just startled, Sophie. Frankly I was too! But don't worry
about it. They can't help being a little shy. So tell me, what are you doing
all the way out here?

Sophie: I came out here to look for you! We didn't grow up together, since we
were raised in different Deeprealms. But you're my big brother, and it would
make me so happy to spend time with you. We should be friends!

Shigure: Oh, I see. I don't know what to say. I'm really not the most
interesting person around... You might have more fun talking with someone
more outgoing.

Sophie: Whaaaat? That's not true at all!

Shigure: Please, don't feel obligated to try and be my friend, just because
we're related. Honestly, I'm not in the most social mood right now. Please,
excuse me...
(Shigure leaves)

Sophie: H-hey, wait a minute! Sheesh, what's the deal with him?
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Sophie B

Sophie: Hmm... I can't find Shigure anywhere... Maybe he went back to that
clearing out in the hills... Yeah, I bet he's standing there, surrounded by
all of his animal friends... Heehee, looks like I was right. There he is!
Shigure!!

Shigure: Sophie?! What are you doing out here? Ah! Oh no! Wait!

Sophie: Ack! I scared them all away again. Sorry about that, Shigure. I just
keep getting in the way...

Shigure: N-no, don't worry about it. They aren't used to other people being
around here. It's easy to startle them.

Sophie: O-oh... It's amazing how well you get along with all these animals!
Even though we have the same parents, we couldn't be more different. I could
never tame those creatures.

Shigure: Why were you looking for me again? Did you need something?

Sophie: I sure do! Like I was telling you the other day, I think we should
get to know each other better.

Shigure: I see... Listen, I'm sorry for being cold the other day. The truth
is, it makes me happy that you care so much. I'm your brother, and I don't
want to let you down.

Sophie: Really?! So I can stay and hang out with you? Oh! You should try and
get the cute little animals to come back!

Shigure: Honestly, I don't think they would be comfortable around you.

Sophie: B-but why? They love you so much... Maybe if I try super hard,
they'll end up loving me as much as they do you. Is there a way to get on
their good side?

Shigure: Hmm... I'm not sure if this will help, but... Animals are highly
attuned to the feelings of people around them. Most likely, they detected
something in you that drove them off.

Sophie: But why would I have any animosity toward a bunch of cute animals?

Shigure: They can sense what you were thinking. Were you sizing them up to
figure out which one might make a tasty dinner? Even just for a moment?

Sophie: How rude! I would never think that.

Shigure: Of course, I'm sorry. That's just the biggest reason I could think
of for them to run away. I appreciate how sincere you are about befriending
them. I'll try to think of what can be done to make them feel safe around
you. I would be delighted to help out my sweet sister.

Sophie: Heehee, really? Oh, please do!
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Sophie A

Sophie: Shigure...

Shigure: What's wrong, Sophie? You look troubled.

Sophie: Umm, well... I've been thinking about those animals from the other
day...

Shigure: Oh? Did you want to pay them a visit? I was just about to head in
that direction if you want to come along. Are you ready to prove that you
don't mean them any harm?

Sophie: Y-yeah, that's what I wanted to talk about. I've been giving it a lot
of thought... I think that I was feeling upset when I first met all your
animal friends.

Shigure: What do you mean?

Sophie: The truth is, I was feeling jealous since you liked the animals so
much. It made me feel like I didn't matter at all. And in the moment, I
thought, "Get away from Shigure!" That's probably why the animals thought I
was their enemy... I'm ashamed of being such a meanie...

Shigure: Sophie, I'm glad you thought about this and talked to me.

Sophie: I can't go back out to the clearing. I'm too embarrassed.

Shigure: Don't say that! You should absolutely go back. By opening up, you've
changed, and the animals will be able to tell. I think they'll be more
welcoming.

Sophie: I'm not sure...

Shigure: Well I am. You didn't have to say that you were feeling jealous. But
you did anyway. That tells me that you've got a good soul. They'll be able to
see that, too. Look! There's a rabbit hopping this way.

Sophie: Ack! What am I supposed to do?!

Shigure: Just calm down... Relax, and take a breath. Quiet your mind and be
peaceful... Just think about how you want to be friends with the furry
critter.

Sophie: O-OK, I'll give it a try! Wow! Look at me! He's letting me pet him!
What a happy little guy!

Shigure: See? Everything worked out just fine.

Sophie: I guess you were right!

Shigure: Now you can meet all of the other animals! I think you will get
along with everyone. Let's wander to the clearing in the woods- I bet your
friends will be waiting there.

Sophie: This is so exciting. Thanks, Shigure!
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H1. Siegbert C

Siegbert: Hmm... Where has Shigure gone? I doubt I'll find him in these hills
and fields. But I couldn't locate him anywhere around the camp...

Shigure: *singing*

Siegbert: Ah, there he is! I wonder why he's just sitting on that tree stump?
And who are those people surrounding hi- What?! Those aren't people. No,
they're... forest animals?! Rabbits, squirrels... even bears! What in the
name of the gods is going on...? They're just gathered around him so calmly.

Shigure: I think that's enough for one day. How did you like it?

Siegbert: Wait. Is he talking to them?

Shigure: Ahh! Who's there?! Oh no! Come back!

Siegbert: Ahh! I made the animals run away. My apologies, Shigure.

Shigure: You just startled them, Siegbert. And you startled me too! But don't
worry about it. They can't help being a little bit shy. So tell me, what are
you doing all the way out here?

Siegbert: I was looking for you, actually. Growing up separated prevented us
from getting to know each other. But you're my brother, and I'd like to learn
more about you. It would make me so happy to spend some real quality time
with you.

Shigure: Ohh, I don't know what to say. I'm really not the most interesting
person around... You would probably enjoy spending time with someone more
outgoing.

Siegbert: No, no, that isn't true.

Shigure: Please, don't feel obligated to try and be my friend, just because
of our relation. Honestly, I'm not in the most social mood right now. If
you'll excuse me...
(Shigure leaves)

Siegbert: Shigure, wait! That wasn't very nice...
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Siegbert B

Siegbert: Hmm. Where has Shigure run off to today? I bet he went back to that
clearing to see his animal friends again. I knew it. Hello, Shigure!

Shigure: Siegbert?! What are you doing out here? Ah! Oh no! Wait!

Siegbert: A-aah! I frightened them off again... My apologies.

Shigure: Oh, don't worry about it. They aren't used to other people being
around here. It's easy to startle them.

Siegbert: I see... It's incredible how you've bonded with these wild animals.
We may share the same parents, but that is a skill I did not inherit.

Shigure: Why were you looking for me again? Did you need something?

Siegbert: Yes. As your brother, I feel entitled to learn more about who you
are. After all, you're the only sibling I have!

Shigure: That's true. Listen, I'm sorry for being rude the other day. We can
hang out if it really means that much to you. I appreciate that you want to
get to know me better.

Siegbert: I can stay here with you for a while then? I would love to see your
animal friends.

Shigure: The animals... Ah, well. I don't think they'll want to come back
while you're here.

Siegbert: Why is that? They all seem so very attached to you. Maybe if I try
really hard, I can get them to like me too. Is there a special way to do
that?

Shigure: Hmm... I'm not sure if this will help, but... Animals are highly
attuned to the feelings of people around them. Most likely, they detected
something in you that drove them off. They were fine until you got here, so I
think it was definitely related.

Siegbert: To me? But I never once considered them my enemies!

Shigure: Are you sure? They can detect what you were thinking. Did you size
them up to figure out which one might make a tasty dinner? Even just for a
moment?

Siegbert: Absolutely not! I would never wish to hurt those creatures.

Shigure: Of course, I'm sorry. That's just the biggest reason I could think
of for them to run away. I appreciate how sincere you are about befriending
them. I'll try to think of what can be done to make them feel safe around
you. There must be a way to help out my cherished brother.

Siegbert: I sure hope so, Shigure!
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Siegbert A

Siegbert: Hello, Shigure...

Shigure: What's wrong, Siegbert?

Siegbert: Well... I've just been thinking about what happened with the
animals recently.

Shigure: Oh? Did you go to visit them while I was out and about? I'm just
about to leave now, if you want to come along. Do you think you're ready to
prove that you don't mean them any harm?

Siegbert: That's what I've been thinking about. I realized that I was feeling
upset when I ran into you the other day.

Shigure: What do you mean?

Siegbert: Seeing you having fun with the animals made me envious. You had all
the time in the world for them and none for me. At that moment, I wished for
all of them to just disappear. I imagine the animals detected that
animosity... As royalty, I should always be loving and open to all living
things, and yet... I was foolish and petty. I'm so ashamed.

Shigure: Siegbert, I'm glad that you thought about this and talked to me.

Siegbert: I no longer deserve to go to the clearing. Don't worry, I won't try
to accompany you ever again.

Shigure: Don't say that! I think you should definitely go back. You've opened
up, and the animals will be able to tell you've changed. I think they'll be
more welcoming.

Siegbert: I'm not sure...

Shigure: I am. You didn't have to tell me you were feeling jealous, but you
did anyway. That shows that you've got a good soul inside of you. They'll be
able to tell, too. Look! There's a rabbit coming this way!

Siegbert: Wh-whoa! Brother, what do I do?

Shigure: Just calm down... Relax, and take a breath. Quiet your mind, and be
peaceful... Just think about how you want to be friends with the furry
critter.

Siegbert: Y-yeah, I'm trying... Shigure, look! He's letting me pet him. Wow,
he's so affectionate. Look at him just staring up at me. How cute.

Shigure: See? I told you it would all be fine.

Siegbert: Thank the gods!

Shigure: Now you can meet all the other animals! I think you will get along
with everyone. Let's wander to the clearing in the woods- I bet your new
friends will be waiting there.

Siegbert: OK! Lead the way!
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H1. Forrest C

Forrest: Hmm... Where did Shigure run off to? I can't imagine why he would
have come to this distant field... But I couldn't find him anywhere around
the camp.

Shigure: *singing*

Forrest: Ah! There he is! Now why would he be out here sitting on that tree
stump? And why is he surrounded by a whole bunch of... forest animals?!
Rabbits, squirrels... Is that a bear? And they're all gathered, as if it were
perfectly natural.

Shigure: I think that's enough for one day. How did you like it?

Forrest: Shigure, why are you trying to talk with those animals?

Shigure: Ah! Who's there?! Wait! No! Don't go!

Forrest: Oh! I made them all run away. That was totally my fault. Sorry about
that.

Shigure: They were just startled, Forrest. Frankly, I was too! But don't
worry about it. They can't help being a little shy. So tell me, what are you
doing all the way out here?

Forrest: I was looking for you. Since we were raised apart, we never got to
form any sort of brotherly bond. I would love to know you better. Do you want
to spend some time together?

Shigure: Oh... I don't know what to say. I'm really not the most interesting
person around. You might have a better time talking with someone more
outgoing.

Forrest: D-don't say that. It's not true.

Shigure: Please, you shouldn't feel obligated to be my friend just because
we're related. Honestly, I'm not in the most social mood right now. You'll
have to excuse me.
(Shigure leaves)

Forrest: W-wait up! Why did he leave...?
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Forrest B

Forrest: *sigh* Shigure ran off again today. Which probably means he's hiding
out in that clearing. Surrounded by all those animals he's friends with in
the forest. Heehee. Looks like I was right. Hello, Shigure!

Shigure: Forrest?! What are you doing out here? Ah! Ah! Don't go!

Forrest: Oh no! They ran off. Sorry for driving them away again.

Shigure: N-no, don't worry about it. They aren't used to other people being
around here. It's easy to startle them.

Forrest: O-oh, I see. They sure seem fond of you though. We may have the same
parents, but we really couldn't be more different.

Shigure: Why were you looking for me again? Did you need something?

Forrest: I still want to spend time with you. We're siblings, but it's almost
like you and I are strangers. But you're my only brother in the world.

Shigure: That's true. Listen, I'm sorry for being cold the other day. It
makes me happy to know that you care so much. I'm your brother, and I don't
want to let you down.

Forrest: Do you mean it? Can I stay here with you for a while? Maybe you can
call back those animals.

Shigure: Honestly, I don't think they would be comfortable around you.

Forrest: R-really? And yet they're so happy around you. Maybe if I worked
really hard, they would want to be my friends, too. Are there any secret tips
that you can share with me?

Shigure: Hmm, I'm not sure if this will help, but... Animals are highly
attuned to the feelings of people around them. Most likely, they detected
something in you that drove them off.

Forrest: Like what? Why would I be angry at some cute animals?

Shigure: They can sense what you were thinking. Were you sizing them up to
figure out which one might make a tasty dinner? Even just for a moment?

Forrest: No, Shigure! I'm not a glutton. And I wouldn't want their fur
either!

Shigure: Of course not, I'm sorry. That's just the biggest reason I could
think of for them to run away. I appreciate how sincere you are about
befriending them. I'll try to think of what can be done to make them feel
safe around you. There has to be a way to help out my kindhearted brother.

Forrest: I certainly hope so!
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Forrest A

Forrest: Hello, Shigure...

Shigure: What's wrong, Forrest? You look unhappy.

Forrest: I've just been thinking about the animals from the other day.

Shigure: Oh, did you want to go pay them a visit? I was just about to head in
that direction if you want to come along. Are you ready to prove that you
don't mean them any harm?

Forrest: That's the thing. I realized that I was feeling upset when I
encountered them.

Shigure: What do you mean?

Forrest: Honestly, I saw how well you got along with them, and I felt
jealous. It was frustrating. I just wanted to spend time with you, but they
were in the way. The animals must have sensed how I felt. I was wrapped up in
being selfish, and I didn't realize it. I feel so mean...

Shigure: Forrest, I'm glad you thought about this and talked to me.

Forrest: There is no way I can go back there.

Shigure: Don't say that. You should absolutely go back. By opening up, you've
changed, and the animals will be able to tell. I think they'll be more
welcoming.

Forrest: I'm not sure...

Shigure: Well I am. You didn't have to say that you were feeling jealous. But
you did anyway. That tells me that you've got a good soul. They'll be able to
see that, too. Look! There's a rabbit hopping this way.

Forrest: GAAH! What do I do?

Shigure: Just calm down. Relax, and take a breath. Quiet your mind and be
peaceful... Just think about how you want to be friends with the furry
critter.

Forrest: A-all right, I'll try... ... AHH! Wow, look! He's letting me pet
him! It seems like he's really enjoying it too.

Shigure: See? I told you everything would work out just fine.

Forrest: Heehee. You were right. I'm so glad!

Shigure: Now you can meet all of the other animals. I think you will get
along with everyone. Let's wander to the clearing in the woods. I bet your
friends will be waiting there.

Forrest: OK! Thank you for being such a good brother, Shigure. Lead on!
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H1. Percy C

Percy: Hmm... Where has Shigure gone today? He wasn't out in the field, and I
couldn't find him around the camp.

Shigure: *singing*

Percy: Ah, there he is! Over there! I wonder why he's just sitting on that
tree stump... And who are those people with him? Huh?! W-wait just a
minute... Those aren't people... They're forest animals! It looks like
rabbits, squirrels... even bears! They're all sitting around in a circle like
schoolkids...

Shigure: I think that's enough for one day. How did you enjoy it?

Percy: Are you... talking with the animals?

Shigure: Ah! Who's there?! Wait! No, don't go!

Percy: They sure left in a hurry. Sorry for making them run off. That was my
fault, Shigure.

Shigure: You just startled them is all, Percy. Frankly, I was startled too!
But please, don't worry about it. They can't help being a little shy. So tell
me, what are you doing all the way out here?

Percy: I was looking for you, of course! Growing up so far apart prevented us
from getting to know each other. I thought maybe we could hang out and talk
for a while. What do you say?

Shigure: O-oh... I don't know... I'm really not the most interesting person
around. You might have a better time talking with someone more outgoing.

Percy: No way, that's not true at all. We're brothers, after all. You're the
only person I want to see!

Shigure: You shouldn't feel obligated to be my friend just because we're
related. And to be honest, I'm not in the most social mood right now. Please,
excuse me...
(Shigure leaves)

Percy: H-hey, don't leave! Come back, Shigure!
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Percy B

Percy: *sigh* Shigure disappeared again... He probably went back to that
little valley where I saw him the other day. Playing with all those animal
friends of his. Ehehe... Looks like I was right! Hi, Shigure!

Shigure: Percy?! What are you doing here? Ah! Ah! Don't leave!

Percy: Not again! Looks like I scared them away. I really didn't mean to do
that. Sorry, Shigure.

Shigure: N-no, don't worry about it. They aren't used to other people being
around here. It's easy to startle them.

Percy: Oh, I get it... Jeez, it's amazing how you became friends with all of
the forest critters. I mean, I'm friends with Ace, but that's totally
different.

Shigure: Why were you looking for me again? Did you need something?

Percy: Yeah! I still want to talk and play with you, Shigure. We should be
friends!

Shigure: I understand... Listen, I'm sorry for being a little cold the other
day. The truth is, it makes me happy that you care about our relationship so
much. I'm your brother, and I don't want to let you down.

Percy: Really? So I can stay here with you?! Hey, I have an idea. Why don't
you call back your animal friends? I want to play with them!

Shigure: Honestly, I don't think they would be comfortable around you.

Percy: R-really? But why? I mean, you're friends with them. If I try super
hard, maybe I can become pals with them too! Won't you teach me? Please?!

Shigure: Hmm... I'm not sure if this will help, but... Animals are highly
attuned to the feelings of people around them. Most likely, they detected
something in you that drove them off.

Percy: What do you mean? It's not like I thought they were my enemies.

Shigure: They can sense what you were thinking. Did you size them up to
figure out which one might make a tasty dinner? Even just for a moment?

Percy: C'mon, Shigure. I'm an ally of justice. I would never think something
like that!

Shigure: Of course not, I'm sorry. That's just the biggest reason I could
think of for them to run away. I appreciate how sincere you are about
befriending them. I'll try to think of what can be done to make them feel
safe around you. There has to be a way to help out my adorable little
brother.

Percy: Y-you mean it?
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Percy A

Percy: H-hey, Shigure...

Shigure: What's wrong, Percy? You look upset.

Percy: Umm... Well, I wanted to talk to you about those animal friends of
yours...

Shigure: Oh? Did you want to go pay them a visit? I was just about to head in
that direction if you want to come along. Are you ready to prove that you
don't mean them any harm?

Percy: Yeah, about that... I've been thinking a ton about what happened the
other day... I think you were right. About them sensing something about me...

Shigure: What do you mean?

Percy: I-I was feeling jealous because you were so friendly with all of them.
You're my brother and all, but I envied how much attention you gave them. In
the moment, I got frustrated and just wanted them to go away. I bet that's
why those animals thought I was their enemy. I was acting like a big mean
bully. I failed to be a true ally of justice...

Shigure: Percy, I'm glad that you thought about this and talked to me.

Percy: The point is, I can't go back out there anymore. I don't want to
hassle them.

Shigure: Don't say that. You should absolutely go back. By opening up, you've
changed, and the animals will be able to tell. I think they'll be more
welcoming.

Percy: I'm not sure...

Shigure: Well I am. You didn't have to admit to feeling jealous, but you did
anyway. That tells me that you've got a good soul. They'll be able to see
that too. Look! There's a rabbit hopping this way.

Percy: W-wah! What am I supposed to do?

Shigure: Just calm down... Relax, and take a breath. Quiet your mind and be
peaceful... Just think about how you want to be friends with the furry
critter.

Percy: O-OK, I'll try! He's letting me pet him! Look, Shigure! The little guy
is just sitting here. He's not running away or anything!

Shigure: See? I told you things will work out fine.

Percy: Phew, I'm so relieved.

Shigure: Now everyone is getting along. Including us brothers. Let's wander
to the clearing in the woods. I bet your new friends will be waiting there.

Percy: OK! Thanks for being such an amazing brother, Shigure!
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H1. Ophelia C

Ophelia: Hmm... I wonder where Shigure went. Normally I wouldn't look for him
in the hills and fields... But I couldn't find him anywhere around the camp.

Shigure: *singing*

Ophelia: Ah, there he is! Huh, so he was out here after all. I wonder why
he's just sitting on that tree stump? And who are all those peop- What?!
Those aren't people! They're forest animals! Rabbits, squirrels... even
wolves. What in the name of the gods is going on...? Wow... They're all
sitting together quietly.

Shigure: I think that's enough for one day. How did you like it?

Ophelia: I-it looks like he's telling them a story.

Shigure: Ahh? Who's there?! Oh no! Come back!

Ophelia: Uh-oh. The animals all ran away. Umm, sorry, Shigure. I didn't mean
to frighten them. It's all my fault.

Shigure: You just startled them, Ophelia. And you startled me too! But don't
worry about it. They can't help being a little bit shy. So tell me, what are
you doing all the way out here?

Ophelia: Well, I came here searching for you. You and I are siblings, and yet
we barely know each other. Fate led us to grow up in different lands. Oh, my
dearest brother... Can't we steal back time from the merciless gods and chat
to our heart's content?

Shigure: Ohh. I don't know what to say. I'm really not the most interesting
person around... You might be better off trying to make friends with people
who are more outgoing.

Ophelia: What?! That's simply untrue.

Shigure: Please, don't feel obligated to try and be my friend, just because
we're related. Honestly, I'm not in the most social mood right now. If you'll
excuse me...
(Shigure leaves)

Ophelia: Wait! Don't go, Brother! How rude...
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Ophelia B

Ophelia: Hmm... I haven't seen Shigure anywhere around camp today. Shine
bright, star of eternity, and lead onward to my dear brother... To the
soothing meadow of relaxation-the quiet clearing deep in the mountain forest.
I seek he who is engrossed in conversation with servants of the goddess.
Heehee! I knew he'd be here! Shigure!

Shigure: Ophelia?! What are you doing out here? Ah! Oh no! Wait!

Ophelia: Oh dear. I seem to have frightened them once again. They certainly
are quick. I'm sorry, Shigure.

Shigure: Oh, don't worry about it. They aren't used to other people being
around here. It's easy to startle them.

Ophelia: Oh, I see... It's truly amazing that you get along with these
creatures so well. We may have the same parents, but we are very different
people. I could never do what you do.

Shigure: Why were you looking for me again? Did you need something?

Ophelia: Yes! I haven't given up. It would mean a lot to me if we could spend
time together. After all, you're my only brother in the whole world.

Shigure: That's true. Well sure, we can hang out if it really means that much
to you. I appreciate that you want to get to know who I am. Listen, I'm sorry
for being rude the other day. The last thing I want to do is let you down.

Ophelia: Really? Would you mind if I stayed here for a little while? Oh!
Maybe you could call back those animal friends of yours.

Shigure: The animals... Ah well. I don't think they'll want to come back
while you're here.

Ophelia: What? But why? But they all seem to love you so much. If that's
true, shouldn't I be able to make friends with them as well? Do you have any
secret advice for me?

Shigure: Hmm... I'm not sure if this will help, but... Animals are highly
attuned to the feelings of people around them. Most likely, they detected
something in you that drove them off. They were fine until you got here, so I
think it was definitely related.

Ophelia: To me? But I never once considered them my enemies!

Shigure: They can sense what you were thinking. Were you sizing them up to
figure out which one might make a tasty dinner? Even just for a moment?

Ophelia: How dare you ask such a question! That's no way to treat a sweet
maiden such as myself.

Shigure: Of course, I'm sorry. That's just the biggest reason I could think
of for them to run away. I appreciate how sincere you are about befriending
them. I'll try to think of what can be done to make them feel safe around
you. I'm happy to help out my adorable sister.

Ophelia: Really? How exciting, Shigure!
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Ophelia A

Ophelia: Hey, Shigure...

Shigure: What's the matter, Ophelia? You look unhappy. Did something happen?

Ophelia: Well... I wanted to ask about the animals from before...

Shigure: Oh? Did you go to visit them while I was out and about? I'm just
about to leave now, if you want to come along. Do you think you're ready to
prove that you don't mean them any harm?

Ophelia: I've been thinking about that a great deal. Under a veil of
darkness, I opened my ears to the dim whisper of my heart... And it showed a
glimmer of animosity living within me at the time...

Shigure: What do you mean? Were you feeling some strong emotion when you
arrived?

Ophelia: The truth is, I felt jealous of the animals. You played with them so
lovingly, yet you treated me so coldly. In the moment, I got frustrated and
wished that they would vanish. I'm sure that's why they ran away. I feel like
a horrid person...

Shigure: Ophelia, I'm glad that you thought about this and talked to me.

Ophelia: I've decided never to return there again.

Shigure: Don't say that! I think you should definitely go back. You've opened
up, and the animals will be able to tell you've changed. I think they'll be
more welcoming.

Ophelia: I'm not sure...

Shigure: I am. You didn't have to tell me you were feeling jealous, but you
did anyway. That tells me that you've got a good soul inside of you. They'll
be able to tell, too. Look! There's a rabbit coming this way!

Ophelia: Ahh! What do I do?

Shigure: Just calm down... Relax, and take a breath. Quiet your mind, and be
peaceful... Just think about how you want to be friends with the furry
critter.

Ophelia: O-OK, I'll try... ... Ah! Shigure, look! Look! He's letting me pet
him! How cute... It seems like he's really enjoying it...

Shigure: See? I told you it would all be fine.

Ophelia: Yes, thank goodness! This is wonderful!

Shigure: Now you can meet all the other animals! I think you will get along
with everyone. Let's wander to the clearing in the woods. I bet your new
friends will be waiting there.

Ophelia: Yay! Let's go, Shigure! Lead the way.
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H1. Nina C

Nina: Hmm... Where did Shigure wander off to? He probably didn't walk to the
hill or fields, but I couldn't find him at camp. Oh my gods! I bet he's
probably hanging out with a gorgeous man somewhere. Ugh, I have to find him!

Shigure: *singing*

Nina: Ah, there he is! Why is he just sitting on that tree stump? I guess I
was wrong about the beautiful man. But who are those people he's with? There
sure are a lot of them. Wait, WHAT?! Th-those aren't people! They're a whole
bunch of forest animals! Rabbits, squirrels... even bears? What in the name
of the gods is going on? Wow. They're all sitting there so quietly.

Shigure: I think that's enough for one day. How did you all like it?

Nina: Don't even tell me that he's trying to have a conversation with a bunch
of animals.

Shigure: Ahh! Who's there? Oh no! Come back!

Nina: Ack! The animals are all running away. Oops, sorry, Shigure. I didn't
mean to frighten them. It's all my fault.

Shigure: You just startled them, Nina. And you startled me too! But don't
worry about it. They can't help being a little bit shy. So tell me, what are
you doing all the way out here?

Nina: I came here looking for you, silly. Since we grew up apart, I feel like
we never really got to know each other. I was wondering if you wanted to
spend some time together and talk! Come on, Big Brother! Please?!

Shigure: Oh, really? I don't know what to say. I don't think I'm the most
interesting person around. You might be better off trying to make friends
with people who are more outgoing.

Nina: But you're my brother! I just want some sibling bonding time!

Shigure: Please, don't feel obligated to try and be my friend, just because
of that. Honestly, I'm not in the most social mood right now. If you'll
excuse me.
(Shigure leaves)

Nina: H-hey! Wait up! Jeez, he's already gone. Shigure sure does keep his
guard up.
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Nina B

Nina: I wonder where Shigure ran off to today? I wish he was hanging out with
a bunch of cute guys... But I bet he's in that clearing again. Surrounded by
all of his animal friends like last time. Yep! I was right. Hi, Shigure!

Shigure: Nina?! What are you doing out here? Ah! Oh no! Wait!

Nina: Oopsy! I scared them all off again. Wow, they're running really fast.
Sorry about that.

Shigure: Oh, don't worry about it. They aren't used to other people being
around here. They just startle easily.

Nina: Ohhh, I gotcha. It's amazing that you were able to tame a bunch of wild
animals, Shigure. I could never do something like that. Admittedly I'd rather
tame a pack of handsome men, but still.

Shigure: Why were you looking for me again? Did you need something?

Nina: Yeah, I wanted to talk. It's too bad that I can't spy on you now that
we're together. Err, I mean I'm sad that we haven't gotten to talk that much.
I'd really like to know you better.

Shigure: Oh, I see. Well sure, we can hang out if you really want to. I
appreciate that you want to get to know who I am. Listen, I'm sorry for being
rude the other day. The last thing I want to do is let you down.

Nina: Really? So I can stick around and hang out with you? Can you try and
get the animals from earlier to come back?

Shigure: The animals... Ah, well. I don't think they'll want to come back
while you're here.

Nina: Why not? They seem to like you a lot. Maybe I can tame them too if I
work extra hard. Is there some kind of secret to it?

Shigure: It's not about taming them... Hmm... I'm not sure if this will help,
but... Animals are highly sensitive to the feelings of people around them.
Most likely, they detected something in you that drove them off. They were
fine until you got here, so I think it was definitely related to you, Nina.

Nina: To me? But I wasn't thinking anything bad about them at all!

Shigure: Are you sure? Were you sizing them up to figure out which one might
make a tasty dinner? Even just for a moment?

Nina: Shigure, the thought never crossed my mind. I just wanted to play with
them. There's nothing else to do around here...

Shigure: Of course, I'm sorry. That's just the biggest reason I could think
of for them to run away. I appreciate how sincere you are about befriending
them. I'll try to think of what you could do to make them feel more safe
around you. I'm happy to help out my adorable sister.

Nina: Really?! You will? That's so exciting!
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Nina A

Nina: Hey, Shigure...

Shigure: What's the matter, Nina? You look pretty unhappy today.

Nina: Well... I wanted to ask about the animals that you play with...

Shigure: Oh? Did you go to visit them while I was out and about? I'm just
about to head out now, if you want to come along. Do you think you're ready
to prove that you don't mean them any harm?

Nina: I've been thinking a lot about what you said the other day... You're
probably right about them sensing something with me.

Shigure: What do you mean? Were you feeling some strong emotion when you
arrived?

Nina: I-I was feeling jealous of the animals. You were so friendly with them,
and you wouldn't give me the time of day! At that moment, I just wanted them
to go away so I could talk to you. That's why they thought I was their enemy.
I feel like such a bully...

Shigure: Nina, I'm glad that you thought about this and talked to me.

Nina: Yeah. But I don't think I'm gonna go with you to the clearing anymore.

Shigure: Don't say that! I think you should definitely go back. You've opened
up, and the animals will be able to tell you've changed. Now that you don't
feel jealous, they'll look at you differently.

Nina: Huh? I'm not sure...

Shigure: I am. You didn't have to tell me you were feeling jealous, but you
did anyway. That tells me that you've got a good soul inside of you. They'll
be able to tell, too. Look! There's a rabbit coming this way!

Nina: Eek!! What do I do, Shigure?!

Shigure: Just calm down... Relax-take a breath. Quiet your mind, and be
peaceful... Just think about how you want to be friends with the furry
critter.

Nina: O-OK, I'll try... AAH!! Look! Look! I'm petting him. It's working,
Shigure! He's not running away or anything. Awww, he's such a cute little
guy...

Shigure: See? I told you it would all be fine.

Nina: Thank the gods! This is amazing!

Shigure: Now you can meet all the other animals! I think you will get along
with everyone. Let's wander to the clearing in the woods. I bet your new
friends will be waiting there.

Nina: Thanks, Shigure! You're the best big brother in the whole wide world.
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H1. Soleil C

Soleil: Hmm... Where did Shigure wander off to? It would be odd for him to be
off in the hills and fields... But I couldn't find him anywhere at camp.

Shigure: *singing*

Soleil: Oh! There he is! What in the world is he doing sitting on that tree
stump? And who are all those peop- Wait, WHAT? Those aren't people. Th-
they're... FOREST ANIMALS?! Squirrels, rabbits... even bears! They're all
sitting in a circle like little school children.

Shigure: I think that's enough for one day. How did you all enjoy it?

Soleil: Shigure, why are you talking to them?

Shigure: Ah! Who's there?! Oh no! Come back!

Soleil: Ack! Oops, I made those cute critters run away. Ahahaha... Sorry
about that, Shigure.

Shigure: They were just startled, Soleil. Frankly I was too! But don't worry
about it. They can't help being a little shy. So tell me, what are you doing
all the way out here?

Soleil: I was looking for you! Growing up separated prevented us from really
getting to know each other. But since we're together, it would be so much fun
to strengthen our friendship. You're my brother, after all!

Shigure: Oh, I see. I don't know what to say. I'm really not the most
interesting person around... You might have a better time talking with
someone more outgoing.

Soleil: No way! That's not true.

Shigure: Please, don't feel obligated to try and be my friend just because
we're related. Honestly, I'm not in the most social mood right now. Please,
excuse me...
(Shigure leaves)

Soleil: H-hey, wait! Great, he ran away!
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Soleil B

Soleil: Hmm... Where has Shigure run off to today...? He might have gone to
that clearing in the hills again. I bet all his little animal friends are
gathered around him. Ha! I was right. There he is. Hey, Shigure!

Shigure: Soleil?! What are you doing out here? Ah! Oh no! Wait!

Soleil: Not again. Sorry for scaring them away...

Shigure: N-no, don't worry about it. They aren't used to other people being
around here. It's easy to startle them.

Soleil: O-oh, I get it... It's pretty impressive how you get along with all
these animals. We may have the same parents, but I could never do that!

Shigure: Why were you looking for me again? Did you need something?

Soleil: Yep! I just wanted to see if you wanted to hang out today. We are
siblings, after all. I'd really like to know you better.

Shigure: I see... Listen, I'm sorry for being cold the other day. The truth
is, it makes me happy that you care so much. I'm your brother, and I don't
want to let you down.

Soleil: Really?! Then it's OK for me to stay with you for a little while? You
should try and call back all your animal friends too!

Shigure: Honestly, I don't think they would be comfortable around you.

Soleil: Th-they won't? But they're all so fond of you, right? If I try really
hard, doesn't that mean they might like me too? Are there any special tips on
how to befriend them?

Shigure: Hmm... I'm not sure if this will help, but... Animals are highly
attuned to the feelings of people around them. Most likely, they detected
something in you that drove them off.

Soleil: But why would I ever have bad feelings toward a bunch of cute
animals?

Shigure: They can sense what you were thinking. Were you sizing them up to
figure out which one might make a tasty dinner? Even just for a moment?

Soleil: I would never think such a thing!

Shigure: Of course, I'm sorry. That's just the biggest reason I could think
of for them to run away. I appreciate how sincere you are about befriending
them. I'll try to think of what can be done to make them feel safe around
you. I would be delighted to help out my sweet sister.

Soleil: Really?! I'm counting on you, Shigure!
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Soleil A

Soleil: Hey, Shigure...

Shigure: What's wrong, Soleil?

Soleil: Oh, nothing... I've just been thinking about your animal friends from
the other day...

Shigure: Oh? Did you want to pay them a visit? I was just about to head in
that direction if you want to come along. Are you ready to prove that you
don't mean them any harm?

Soleil: That's the thing... I realized that I was a little upset when I
bumped into them.

Shigure: What do you mean?

Soleil: I really envied the animals for getting along with you so well. It
was frustrating, and I wanted them to just get away from you. That's probably
why the animals thought I was their enemy... I was so selfish and mean...

Shigure: Soleil, I'm glad you thought about this and talked to me.

Soleil: There's no way I can go out there again. I would be way too
embarrassed.

Shigure: Don't say that! You should absolutely go back. By opening up, you've
changed, and the animals will be able to tell. I think they'll be more
welcoming.

Soleil: I'm not sure...

Shigure: Well I am. You didn't have to say that you were feeling jealous. But
you did anyway. That tells me that you've got a good soul. They'll be able to
see that, too. Look! There's a rabbit hopping this way.

Soleil: Whoa! Wait, what am I supposed to do?!

Shigure: Just calm down... Relax, and take a breath. Quiet your mind and be
peaceful... Just think about how you want to be friends with the furry
critter.

Soleil: O-OK, I'll try! AH!! Shigure, look! She wants me to pet her! Oh gosh,
aren't you adorable!

Shigure: See? Everything worked out just fine.

Soleil: I guess you were right. Thank goodness!

Shigure: Now you can meet all of the other animals! I think you will get
along with everyone. Let's wander to the clearing in the woods- I bet your
friends will be waiting there.

Soleil: How exciting! Thanks, Shigure!
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H1. Ignatius C
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Ignatius: Hmm... I know I saw Shigure passing this way earlier. Did he go
deeper into the forest? He wasn't back in the hills, and he wouldn't loop
back here to camp.

Shigure: *singing*

Ignatius: Oh, I see him. He's over there! What in the world is he doing
sitting on that tree stump? And what's with all the people gathered around
hi- It's impossible. My eyes must be playing tricks on me. Those aren't
people at all! They're a bunch of wild forest animals! Rabbits, squirrels...
even bears? What in the name of the gods is going on? They're all sitting so
calmly around Shigure.

Shigure: I think that's enough for one day. How did you all like it?

Ignatius: Are you talking to the animals?

Shigure: Ahh! Who's there?! Oh no! Come back!

Ignatius: The animals are all running away. I'm sorry, Shigure. I didn't mean
to scare them off.

Shigure: You just startled them, Ignatius. And you startled me too! But don't
worry about it. They can't help being a little bit shy. So tell me, what are
you doing all the way out here?

Ignatius: I was looking for you. We are brothers, after all. Since we grew up
so far apart, I feel like we never got to know each other. I thought we could
talk. I'd like to learn more about you.

Shigure: Oh, really? I don't know what to say. I don't think I'm the most
interesting person around. You might be better off trying to make friends
with people who are more outgoing.

Ignatius: But you're my brother. It's important to bond with your siblings.

Shigure: Don't feel obligated to try and be my friend, just because of that.
Honestly, I'm not in the most social mood right now. If you'll excuse me.
(Shigure leaves)

Ignatius: H-hey, wait a second! That was harsh. What a jerk.
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Ignatius B

Ignatius: I wonder where Shigure went today. I bet he went back to that
clearing in the mountains again. Probably playing with his pack of animals,
like the other day. Just as I thought-there he is! Greetings, Shigure!

Shigure: Ignatius?! What are you doing out here? Ah! Oh no! Wait!

Ignatius: Oh dear... Looks like I scared the animals away again. Wow, they're
running really fast. I apologize, Shigure. I didn't mean to do that again.

Shigure: Oh, don't worry about it. They aren't used to other people being
around here. They just startle easily.

Ignatius: Oh, I see. I'll try to be more careful next time. I've never seen
anyone get along with animals like that before. We may be brothers, but we're
very different people. I'm too scared to even touch an animal.

Shigure: Why were you looking for me again? Did you need something?

Ignatius: Well, I thought I'd see if you felt like talking today. You're my
brother, and I would really like to know you better.

Shigure: Oh, I see. Well sure, we can hang out if you want. I appreciate that
you want to get to know me better. I didn't mean to be rude the other day.
The last thing I want to do is let you down.

Ignatius: Really? So I can stay here with you for a little while? You can
call those animals back if you want. I'll try not to get freaked out.

Shigure: The animals... Ah, well. I don't think they'll want to come back
while you're here.

Ignatius: They won't, huh? They sure seem to like you a lot. Maybe if I'm
extra nice, then I can make friends with them too. Assuming they aren't too
scary.

Shigure: Hmm. I'm not sure if this will help, but... Animals are highly
sensitive to the feelings of people around them. Most likely, they detected
something in you that drove them off. They were fine until you got here, so I
think it was definitely related to you, Ignatius.

Ignatius: I admit, I found them a little bit terrifying. But I didn't mean to
scare them off.

Shigure: They can sense what you were thinking. Were you sizing them up to
figure out which one might make a tasty dinner? Even just for a moment?

Ignatius: Shigure, what do you mean? I would never think something like that.

Shigure: Of course, I'm sorry. That's just the biggest reason I could think
of for them to run away. I appreciate how sincere you are about befriending
them. I'll try to think of what you could do to make them feel more safe
around you. I'm happy to help out my loyal brother.

Ignatius: Thanks, Shigure.
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Ignatius A

Ignatius: Hello, Shigure.

Shigure: Is something wrong, Ignatius? You look very unhappy.

Ignatius: Well, I've just been thinking about your animal friends.

Shigure: Oh? Did you want to try and pay them a visit today? I was actually
just heading out to see them if you want to come along. Are you ready to
prove that you don't mean them any harm?

Ignatius: About that... Listen, I've been thinking about what you said the
other day. I think you were right about them sensing something in me.

Shigure: What do you mean? Were you feeling a strong emotion when you
arrived?

Ignatius: Well, to be honest... I was feeling envious of how well they got
along with you. I wanted them to go away, so that we could spend time
together. They probably felt some animosity coming through me. I think that's
why they ran away from me.

Shigure: Ignatius, thank you for your honesty. I'm glad you took time to
reflect on this.

Ignatius: Sure. But I don't think I should go back there anymore. I don't
want to bother them.

Shigure: Please, don't say that! I really think you should go back. You've
opened up your heart, and the animals will be able to tell you've changed.

Ignatius: I don't know. I'm not sure...

Shigure: I am. You didn't have to tell me you were feeling jealous, but you
did anyway. That proves that you've got a very good and honest soul. The
animals will be able to tell, too. Look! A rabbit is hopping this way!

Ignatius: Whoa! What am I supposed to do, Shigure?

Shigure: Just calm down. Take a breath. Quiet your mind, and be peaceful.
Think about how much you want to be friends with the furry critter.

Ignatius: O-OK, I'll try... ... AH!! Shigure, look! He's letting me pet him!
He's not trying to run away or anything. This is amazing!

Shigure: See? I told you it would all be fine.

Ignatius: You were right. And I'm not scared at all!

Shigure: Now you can meet all the other animals! I think you will get along
with everyone. Let's wander to the clearing in the woods. I bet your new
friends will be waiting there.

Ignatius: Really? OK! Thank you, Shigure!
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H1. Velouria C

Velouria: *sniff-sniff* *sniff-sniff-sniff* Hmm... Where did Shigure go to? I
wonder why his scent is all the way out in the hills. That seems odd. But he
wasn't anywhere around camp...

Shigure: *singing*

Velouria: I think that's him. But what's he doing out here? And who are all
those people around him? ... Hm? Wait... Those aren't people. They're forest
animals! Rabbits, squirrels... even wolves. And they're all sitting together
so quietly.

Shigure: I think that's enough for one day. How did you like it?

Velouria: It's impossible... He's trying to talk to them.

Shigure: Ah! Who's there?! Wait! No! Don't go!

Velouria: They ran off... I must have frightened them. Sorry about that,
Shigure.

Shigure: They were just startled, Velouria. Frankly, I was too! But don't
worry about it. They can't help being a little shy. So tell me, what are you
doing all the way out here?

Velouria: Searching for you, Shigure. Growing up so far apart prevented us
from bonding as children. I feel as though I barely know you, Elder Brother.
Perhaps we could speak. I would like us to be friends.

Shigure: O-oh, I see. I don't know what to say. I'm really not the most
interesting person around... You might have a better time talking with
someone more outgoing.

Velouria: That's not the point...

Shigure: Please, you shouldn't feel obligated to be my friend just because
we're related. And to be honest, I'm not in the most social mood right now.
Please, excuse me...
(Shigure leaves)

Velouria: Agh, don't go. Shigure... What a pain in the neck.
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Velouria B

Velouria: *sigh* I can't find Shigure anywhere today... Perhaps he went back
to that clearing out in the hills... Yeah, he's probably playing around with
those forest animals again... Heehee. Looks like I was right. Shigure!

Shigure: Velouria?! What are you doing out here? Ah! No! Don't go!

Velouria: Wow, they're running away so quickly... Looks like I got in your
way again. Sorry about that, Shigure.

Shigure: N-no, don't worry about that. They aren't used to other people being
around here. It's easy to startle them.

Velouria: O-oh... It's incredible how well you get along with these
animals... They don't seem to like me at all, even though you and I have the
same parents...

Shigure: Why were you looking for me again? Did you need something?

Velouria: I would still like to be friends with you. We may be siblings, but
it's almost as though we're strangers. The point is, you're my only brother
in the whole world. We should really know each other.

Shigure: I see. Listen, I'm sorry for being cold the other day. The truth is,
it makes me happy that you care so much. I'm your brother, and I don't want
to let you down.

Velouria: Really? You mean it? Then it's OK for me to stay here with you for
a while? Maybe you can call back those animals from before?

Shigure: Honestly, I don't think they would be comfortable around you.

Velouria: Oh really? Why not? They all seem so fond of you. If I work hard,
perhaps they will want to be friends with me, too. Can you show me how to
bond with them?

Shigure: Hmm... I'm not sure if this will help, but... Animals are highly
attuned to the feelings of people around them. Most likely, they detected
something in you that drove them off.

Velouria: But I've never thought of the animals as enemies before.

Shigure: They can sense what you were thinking. Were you sizing them up to
figure out which one might make a tasty dinner? Even just for a moment?

Velouria: No! I'm not a glutton.

Shigure: Of course not, I'm sorry. That's just the biggest reason I could
think of for them to run away. I appreciate how sincere you are about
befriending them. I'll try to think of what can be done to make them feel
safe around you. There has to be a way to help out my adorable sister.

Velouria: I certainly hope so!
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Velouria A
Velouria: Umm, Shigure?

Shigure: What's wrong, Velouria? You look upset.

Velouria: I've just been thinking about the animals from the other day...

Shigure: Oh, did you want to go pay them a visit? I was just about to head in
that direction if you want to come along. Are you ready to prove that you
don't mean them any harm?

Velouria: About that... I've been reflecting... I think that I was feeling
upset when I ran into them the other day.

Shigure: What do you mean?

Velouria: When I saw how close you were with those animals, I felt overcome
with jealousy. It was frustrating that you wanted to spend time with them but
not with me. In that moment, I just wanted them to get away from you. That
must be why they scampered away. They knew I saw them as enemies...

Shigure: Velouria, I'm glad you thought about this and talked to me.

Velouria: The point is, I won't be going back out there with you again.

Shigure: Don't say that. You should absolutely go back. By opening up, you've
changed, and the animals will be able to tell. I think they'll be more
welcoming.

Velouria: I'm not so sure...

Shigure: Well I am. You didn't have to admit to feeling jealous, but you did
anyway. That tells me that you've got a good soul. They'll be able to see
that, too. Look! There's a rabbit hopping this way.

Velouria: Ah! What do I do?

Shigure: Just calm down... Relax, and take a breath. Quiet your mind and be
peaceful... Just think about how you want to be friends with the furry
critter.

Velouria: O-OK, I'll try... Ah!! I'm petting him! Shigure, he's letting me
pet him! The little bunny seems so happy...

Shigure: See? I told you things would be fine.

Velouria: Heehee... It's just like you said!

Shigure: Now you can meet all of the other animals. I think you will get
along with everyone. Let's wander to the clearing in the woods. I bet your
friends will be waiting there.

Velouria: OK! Thank you, Shigure.
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