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Nina/Supports
This page contains all data pertaining to Nina's supports in Fire Emblem Fates.
Corrin (M)
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C Support
Nina: Yes...these two are perfect for each other. Hee hee!
Corrin: Nina, is that you? Why is it so dark in here?
Nina: Corrin? Is that you? I was just, uh, looking for something I lost in here.
Corrin: Really? Then why not open the shades or light a candle? And were you speaking with someone?
Nina: You heard me? I mean...why were you spying on me?!
Corrin: What? No, I was also looking for something I lost in here!
Nina: Oh, OK. Well, how much did you overhear? Because, you know, it wasn't anything that weird. I was just playing puppets!
Corrin: Playing puppets?
Nina: Sure! Like I said, totally normal. See this gauntlet and this helmet? The gauntlet is a swarthy young gentleman named Horst. And the helmet doesn't have a name, but it's very open minded. So I was just imagining the sort of drama there would be if these two were lovers.
Corrin: I see.
Nina: Right? Of course, Horst really loves the helmet, but he isn't good at expressing it. Can't you just feel the chemistry between these two? Major sparks!
Corrin: Um, Nina?
Nina: Oh, you're still here?
Corrin: Um, yes.
Nina: Yeesh. Don't you know how to take a hint and quietly leave? Either way, forget everything I said. Promise me you will. Unless...you want to feature in my next daydream. Heehee.
(Nina leaves)
Corrin: I still don't understand what I just walked in on...
B Support
Nina: *sigh*
Corrin: Nina, what's wrong? You look upset.
Nina: Well, I am! And whose fault do you think that is?
Corrin: Well, based on your tone...I'm guessing mine. But why?
Nina: Don't play dumb. You must think I'm such a disgusting weirdo with a weirdo hobby.
Corrin: Weirdo hobby? Oh, you mean the gauntlet and helmet puppets.
Nina: Exactly. But what am I supposed to do? I'd rather manipulate real people, but... for SOME reason, that's frowned upon. You think this is funny, right? Go ahead— laugh away...
Corrin: Actually, Nina, I find it oddly charming. Your imagination is so vivid—giving these inanimate objects such interesting lives. Thanks to you, Horst the helmet and, uh, Ms. Gauntlet will be so happy.
Nina: First of all, Horst is the gauntlet. And who said anything about "Ms." anything?
Corrin: I-I'm sorry?
Nina: Well, are you or aren't you? Are you asking me?
Corrin: I am sorry that I misremembered Horst. But, like I said, I don't find your hobby strange. Well, I mean, it IS strange, but that's what makes it so interesting. I think our differences should be celebrated, not mocked.
Nina: So...you're not going to laugh at me?
Corrin: Of course not.
Nina: Well then...what would you think about playing this sort of game together?
Corrin: Oh, I'm not sure my imagination is up to the task.
Nina: Don't be silly! I'll give you lessons in pushing your imagination to the limits. Let's see... We should probably start simple. What can we use around here? Ah, look over there! A spoon and a vase. Begin by pretending they're in love.
Corrin: That's easy for you to say.
Nina: Well, you have to give them personalities. The vase seems like a fragile soul. And it's been in love with the spoon for a long, long time. Oh, when will the spoon wake up? Heehee!
Corrin: (I brought this upon myself...)
A Support
Nina: Corrin? What are you doing with that satchel?
Corrin: Hmm? Oh, I'm just trying to repair the buckle. And not having much luck.
Nina: That's a shame—the leather is gorgeous. Such a pretty object.
Corrin: I agree! I don't know if your puppeteering has influenced me, but... I've discovered a newfound appreciation for all kinds of material objects.
Nina: Aw, thanks for playing along with my silly hobby. Most people would just laugh. I'm glad you accept all my little quirks! Because I take them quite seriously.
Corrin: No need to thank me. It was just good fun.
Nina: There's more, though. My puppet fantasies do get a bit more complex. On the surface, it's your average gauntlet-helmet romance. But what if I told you that both of them were boys? Would you be scandalized?
Corrin: Hmm. Mr. Gauntlet and Mr. Helmet, eh? Well, I don't have a problem with that. It's still a love story, right?
Nina: Yes...a clandestine love story. Those are the kind that get my heart racing.
Corrin: Well...I guess that just goes to show how imaginative you really are.
Nina: Do you really mean that, Corrin? I was worried you'd want to stop daydreaming with me.
Corrin: No. I didn't quite understand the appeal at first... but I've come to truly enjoy our daydreaming sessions.
Nina: Oh, that makes me so happy! Maybe we can even take it to the next level...
Corrin: There's a next level?
Nina: Bwahaha! We're just scratching the surface, Corrin. Are you ready for some REAL fun?
Corrin: I...I think so?
S Support
Corrin: Nina. Do you have a moment?
Nina: Corrin? Of course! What's going on?
Corrin: There's something I want you to have.
Nina: Oh, a ring... It's pretty! But what's it for? Ooh, did you have a new role-playing scenario in mind for it?
Corrin: Er, yes, in a manner of speaking.
Nina: Yes! I can picture it. The ring is an earnest man who has lived his whole life in solitude. Nobody gets him. He's alone in the world. Each lonely morning leads to another lonely night...and breaks his heart ever so slowly. But then, one bright day, destiny takes him by the hand... and introduces him to...this wicker basket!
Corrin: That's...surprisingly accurate. But no, I had something slightly different in mind. I want to introduce the ring to your ring finger, Nina.
Nina: My ring finger? That doesn't really make sense.
Corrin: Nina...the young man you described... He's asking for your hand in marriage.
Nina: Are you serious? You want to marry ME?
Corrin: Yes. But perhaps I should offer a more formal proposal. Nina, would you do me the honor of giving me your hand in marriage?
Nina: Are you sure, Corrin? You know I'm not exactly...normal. I mean it. I'm giving you an out here. Just take a moment to rethink what you're doing. I won't be offended if you change your mind.
Corrin: It turns out that I love everything about you, Nina. So I won't take my propsal back. I'll reinforce it. Nina...marry me.
Nina: I will.
Corrin: I promise to look out for you for the rest of our lives.
Nina: I...I've never felt this way before. I couldn't have imagined that anyone would love me just the way I am. So...no more daydreaming for a while. Reality is so much sweeter.
(Confession Scene)
Nina: My wildest dreams are coming to life! Let's see what the future holds...
Corrin (F)
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C Support
Nina: Hee hee!
Corrin: Hello, Nina.
Nina: Corrin! When did you get here?
Corrin: Um, just now, of course. Is everything all right?
Nina: OK. You haven't been standing there watching me for a while? Whew.
Corrin: No, of course not. But now I'm curious... What have you been up to, Nina?
Nina: Oh, nothing interesting at all. Nothing even worth talking about. I suppose if I had to say SOMETHING, I would say I was...people watching.
Corrin: People watching?
Nina: Yeah! Like, see that guy over there? The one dripping with sweat from practice?
Corrin: Yeah, looks like he had quite a workout.
Nina: And then over there, there's a guy tending to some horses. What if those two guys met up...like, for a cup of tea? Wouldn't that be splendid? What would they talk about? Would they become fast friends? Or something more...
Corrin: Something more? I'm not sure I understand.
Nina: Oh, well, never mind that, then! Just imagine a good, old-fashioned friendship. But then one day they find themselves in the middle of an intense staring contest... Hee hee!
Corrin: Huh?
Nina: Oh, you're still here. Was I talking out loud? Well, just pretend I didn't say anything.
(Nina leaves)
Corrin: How odd.
B Support
Nina: No, no, no! Wait...YES! Yes, yes! Oh, this friendship is coming along nicely...very nicely indeed!
Corrin: Nina? What are you doing?
Nina: Corrin? Gah!
Corrin: Sorry. Did I startle you? I've been waving and calling your name for about five minutes. It almost seemed like you were in a trance.
Nina: Really? Sorry about that. I get lost in my own little world sometimes.
Corrin: No kidding. Anyway, many of the others are planning a feast. I came to see if you were interested in partaking. But it looks as though you're a bit preoccupied.
Nina: Oh...not really. I was just, you know, doing a little people watching.
Corrin: Well, you appeared to be concentrating rather intently on your observations.
Nina: That's just how I am. I never do anything halfhearted. I wear my heart on my sleeve.
Corrin: I'm actually a bit jealous. I wish I was as passionate about, well, anything.
Nina: Well, why don't you join me? C'mon—it'll be fun.
Corrin: You wouldn't mind? I'd like that, Nina. Since we've been teaming up in battle, it seems we ought to get to know each other.
Nina: All right! But just to warn you, my hobby can be pretty addictive. So, remember those two from the other day?
Corrin: The two gentlemen you were observing? Yes, I see them just down the hill.
Nina: Right. Notice anything different?
Corrin: Well, they appear to be having a friendly conversation. I didn't realize they knew each other.
Nina: Oh ho! They didn't! Not until I executed a plot to introduce them to each other. Hee hee!
Corrin: Um...
Nina: Can you imagine how powerful that feels? Manipulating people like that? Anyway, now that you're here, we can dream even bigger. Help me brainstorm. How can we advance their friendship to a whole new level?
Corrin: Uh, Nina? You've gone beyond mere people watching here. I'm not sure I can be a part of this after all.
Nina: Hee hee! Oh, Nina, you devil. What a fancy plot you've hatched this time...
Corrin: I don't think she even knows I'm here anymore.
A Support
Nina: *sigh* Why isn't this working?
Corrin: Hello, Nina. What's the matter? You look a bit distressed.
Nina: Have a look for yourself, Corrin.
Corrin: At those men you've been spying on? What's the matter? They appear friendly.
Nina: Yes, that's just it. They're JUST friends. I think they should be something more.
Corrin: Well...don't you think it's up to them to decide that sort of thing for themselves?
Nina: Grr! Probably. But I went to so much trouble to introduce them. And look at how they repay me.
Corrin: Nina! I think you're taking this whole people-watching thing too far.
Nina: Argh! Forget I said anything!
Corrin: Not the kind of thing one easily forgets, is it?
Nina: I know. I have a bit of a problem. It's just that... I'm obsessed with clandestine love and impossible desires. I can't get enough of that kind of love story.
Corrin: I see.
Nina: I'm sorry for hiding that from you. I know I'm a bit strange.
Corrin: Please don't be so hard on yourself, Nina. I don't think you're strange. As long as it doesn't interfere in others' lives, I support your people watching.
Nina: Do you really mean that, Corrin?
Corrin: I do. And I must admit—it is a bit thrilling to spend time with you watching others.
Nina: Aww! It makes me so happy to hear you say that. Most people just don't understand. So, now that you're on board, who should our next target be?
Corrin: Uh, next target?
Nina: Yeah! These two are a lost cause. It's time to dream up a new scenario. Now, I saw a guy at market the other day with an interesting beard. Maybe we could introduce him to the butcher. He's completely bald! Yes... What an interesting matchup that would be! Hee hee!
Corrin: Oh dear. What have I done?
Corrin (F) (as parent and child)
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C support
Nina: Mmm...that was really something.
Nina: The way those men were chatting like old friends...
Nina: What could they have been talking about? The mind wanders...
Corrin: Ah, Nina. I'm glad you're home.
Nina: Gah! Mother?! What are you doing here? I thought you were training!
Nina: You didn't hear me talking about...stuff...Did you?
Corrin: What sort of "stuff" do you mean...?
Nina: Nothing! Don't worry about it!
Nina: Whew...
Corrin: Well, regardless, you should know that I cleaned up a bit in your room.
Nina: Mother! That's my private space.
Corrin: That's as may be, but it was getting hard to ignore, Nina...
Corrin: If you can't find the books that were under the bed, try the top shelf on the bookcase.
Nina: Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods...
Nina: PLEASE tell me you didn't open any of those books...
Corrin: Er...what?
Nina: My diaries and journals, Mother! Did you read them or didn't you?
Corrin: Oh, don't worry. I didn't go snooping through your things.
Corrin: ...And even if I did, you are still my precious, darling daughter.
Nina: What's that supposed to mean? It sounds like you DID read them!
Nina: Well? Did you or didn't you?
Nina: ARRRRGH!
B Support
Nina: *sigh* Why does it have to be so difficult…
Corrin: Is something troubling you, Nina?
Nina: Oh...hi, Mother. I...I dunno.
Corrin: Don't be shy. If it's anything I can help with, I'd like to 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!
Corrin: That sounds unfortunate. But I suppose you must learn to deal with it on your own.
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...
Corrin: If you recognize that you're being mean and hurtful, that's an excellent starting point. All it truly takes is a compassionate heart and the will to change. Someday, you'll find your way to the person you want to be.
Nina: You really think so?
Corrin: Change doesn't come overnight. But it will happen someday, I assure you.
Nina: Thanks, Mother. I actually feel a little bit better.
Corrin: I wouldn't have thought you had difficulties talking to people, though. It's not the impression I had of you from your journals...
Nina: Wait, so you DID read them? AGHHH! I'm going to DIEEEEEE!
A Support
Nina: Hey, Mother. Guess what? I talked to a guy today, and it wasn't weird at all!
Corrin: Oh? 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!
Corrin: My goodness. It sounds as though you're making great strides.
Nina: Right? I've been giggling about it all afternoon.
Corrin: Keep making progress like that, and you'll have plenty of conversation partners. Perhaps then you can put your old hobbies behind you...
Nina: I thought we agreed to never speak of...my hobbies...ever again!
Corrin: I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spoken so negatively of them. I thought you showed a real gift for subterfuge in your writings.
Nina: How many of my diaries did you read, Mother? Jeez!
Corrin: Enough to compile into a training manual for the troops. I credited you for your many valuable insights on stealth operations, of course.
Nina: WHAT?! Why would you do that? WHY?
Corrin: Because I'm so proud of you, and I want everybody to know it.
Nina: Great. Now everyone knows what a huge freak I am. Thanks, Mother.
Corrin: It's not freakish so much as...special. Unique, let's say. Definitely one of a kind, which is why I love you so much, my dear Nina.
Felicia
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C Support
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!
B Support
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... <br?
Nina: Wait, so you DID read them? AGHHH! I'm going to DIEEEEEE!
A Support
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 Corrin 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! Corrin 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!
Azura
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C Support
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!
B Support
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!
A Support
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 Corrin 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!
Mozu
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C Support
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!
B Support
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!
A Support
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.
Elise
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C Support
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!
B Support
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!
A Support
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! Corrin 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! Corrin 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!
Effie
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C Support
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!
B Support
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!
A Support
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 Corrin, 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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C support
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*
B Support
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...
A Support
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.
(Niles leaves)
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.
Nyx
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C Support
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!
B Support
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 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!
A Support
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 Corrin 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.
Camilla
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C Support
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!
B Support
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!
A Support
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?
Selena
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C Support
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!
B Support
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!
A Support
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 Corrin told me when <he/she> was through. Oh! I maybe should have told you I let Corrin 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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C Support
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!
B Support
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!
A Support
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 Corrin 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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C Support
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!
B Support
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!
A Support
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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C Support
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!
B Support
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!
A Support
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, Corrin 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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C Support
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…
Setsuna: Oh...hi, Nina.
Nina: Gah! Mother?! What are you doing here? I thought you were training! You didn't hear me talking about...stuff... Did you?
Setsuna: Stuff? No...I don't think I heard any stuff. Were you talking about stuff? Want to hear what my favorite stuff is?
Nina: Nope! Don't worry about it! Whew...
Setsuna: Oh yeah...I was looking for something in your room, and I kept tripping over things. I cleaned up a little so there'd be less mess to ambush me.
Nina: Mother! That's my private space.
Setsuna: All the book traps you had out on your floor are on your shelf now. Sorry...
Nina: Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods... PLEASE tell me you didn't open any of those books...
Setsuna: Does it matter that much?
Nina: My diaries and journals, Mother! Did you read them or didn't you?
Setsuna: Nah...I was too woozy from the falls. But it's OK, Nina. You'd still be my daughter even if I had read them.
Nina: What's that supposed to mean? It sounds like you DID read them! Well? Did you or didn't you? ARRRRGH!
B Support
Nina: *sigh* Why does it have to be so difficult…
Setsuna: Is that you sighing, Nina? Are you stuck? Do you need help...?
Nina: Oh...hi, Mother. I...I dunno.
Setsuna: I love helping people out of jams! It's nice to return the favor sometimes.
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!
Setsuna: Hmm. I don't like talking to strangers either. My advice is...don't worry about it.
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...
Setsuna: OK, but you know you need to change though, right? So it doesn't matter how. Just try new things you wouldn't usually do. One of them is bound to work, and then hooray! Problem solved.
Nina: You really think so?
Setsuna: It might take a long time, but it's bound to work sooner or later.
Nina: Thanks, Mother. I actually feel a little bit better.
Setsuna: I wouldn't have guessed you of all people would have trouble talking to boys, though. I thought you were more confident than that in what I read...
Nina: Wait, so you DID read them? AGHHH! I'm going to DIEEEEEE!
A Support
Nina: Hey, Mother. Guess what? I talked to a guy today, and it wasn't weird at all!
Setsuna: Not weird how...?
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!
Setsuna: Ooooh! That's better than I could do...
Nina: Right? I've been giggling about it all afternoon.
Setsuna: What a good daughter you are. You'll have to teach your mother some things... Though I don't need to know any more about your hobbies.
Nina: I thought we agreed to never speak of...my hobbies...ever again!
Setsuna: We did...? I don't remember that. So is it bad that I, um...
Nina: How many of my diaries did you read, Mother? Jeez!
Setsuna: Just one. To start with... But they were so interesting that I couldn't stop there.
Nina: WHAT?! Why would you do that? WHY?
Setsuna: I'm not the only one who thought so, too. I was so proud, I showed them to everyone.
Nina: Great. Now they all know what a huge freak I am. Thanks, Mother.
Setsuna: You're welcome, dear. I love to show off my daughter's talents. Come give your mommy a hug!
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C Support
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…
Oboro: Oh! Hey, Nina!
Nina: Gah! Mother?! What are you doing here? I thought you were training! You didn't hear me talking about...stuff... Did you?
Oboro: I didn't hear you talking about anything, let alone "stuff."
Nina: Good! Don't worry about it! Whew...
Oboro: I just came to tell you I'm all done tidying your room. That place was a mess, Nina! Do you ever throw anything away?
Nina: Mother! That's my private space.
Oboro: Well, everything's straightened now. Except the books under your bed. There wasn't room for those on the shelves, so I stacked them on your desk.
Nina: Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods... PLEASE tell me you didn't open any of those books...
Oboro: I can't understand you when you get like this, Nina. What are you mumbling about?
Nina: My diaries and journals, Mother! Did you read them or didn't you?
Oboro: Oh, relax. All I did was put them away. But if one of them did fall open and I saw a few words, you'd still be my daughter.
Nina: What's that supposed to mean? It sounds like you DID read them! Well? Did you or didn't you? ARRRRGH!
B Support
Nina: *sigh* Why does it have to be so difficult…
Oboro: What's got you so down in the dumps?
Nina: Oh...hi, Mother. I...I dunno.
Oboro: Don't give me that "I dunno" stuff. Tell me what's wrong! Let's hear 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!
Oboro: That does sound bad. But that's how life is sometimes. What can you do?
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...
Oboro: Well, the hard part of changing is already over with. You know you have a problem, and you want to fix it. So if you can be conscious of what you're about to say before you say it... That should clear things right up.
Nina: You really think so?
Oboro: Yeah. I mean, not right away. But with a little practice, you'll be fine!
Nina: Thanks, Mother. I actually feel a little bit better.
Oboro: Personally, I'm surprised you're even interested in talking to boys. I thought your thing was watching them talk to each other...
Nina: Wait, so you DID read them? AGHHH! I'm going to DIEEEEEE!
A Support
Nina: Hey, Mother. Guess what? I talked to a guy today, and it wasn't weird at all!
Oboro: Oh yeah? Tell me more!
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!
Oboro: Great job, sweetie! You're taking it one baby step at a time.
Nina: Right? I've been giggling about it all afternoon.
Oboro: Next time, try working your way up to asking a greengrocer about his wares. If you get good enough, you might go up onstage! Wouldn't that be a fun hobby?
Nina: I thought we agreed to never speak of...my hobbies...ever again!
Oboro: Did we? Hmm. Guess that means you wouldn't want me to compliment you on your stealth technique.
Nina: How many of my diaries did you read, Mother? Jeez!
Oboro: Most of them. They were interesting! Corrin said the same thing when I showed them to <him/her>.
Nina: WHAT?! Why would you do that? WHY?
Oboro: They're amazing! Even our ninja were impressed with your stealth tricks! If I had my way, everyone in the army would be studying those things.
Nina: Great. Now everyone knows what a huge freak I am. Thanks, Mother.
Oboro: Anytime, sweetie. Just doing a mother's duty to embarrass her children. How about a hug?
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C Support
Kana: Nina! Nina! Hey, Nina!
Nina: Whoa there, kiddo! You've sure got energy today. What's up?
Kana: I wanted to ask you some questions about you!
Nina: Huh? What about me? Er...your questions don't have to do with my...ah...people-watching stuff, do they? Oh, man, I am not the one who should be explaining this... Where are your parents?
Kana: Huh? No, I just heard you're one of those noble thief people! You steal from the rich to give to the poor and all that stuff, right? That's so awesome!
Nina: Oh! Yeah, that's me! Teehee!
Kana: But...my papa and mama told me it was wrong to steal... Is that true?
Nina: Well, see...the thing is...
Kana: I'm sorry! You don't have to answer if you don't want to.
Nina: No, no, it's OK. You're right—stealing is wrong. But the world's a complex place. Some things are less wrong than others. Sometimes just doing things that look right will make the world worse. You know?
Kana: Um...I guess so...
Nina: In this world, doing the right thing doesn't always mean you'll be rewarded. In an imperfect world like this, you have to make imperfect decisions. Sometimes stealing is the best way you can help people.
Kana: OK, I think I understand. So...being a noble thief is the best way to help people?
Nina: Well, not always, and not for everyone. Different people have different talents. Stealing, however, is mine! And I DO think I've helped lots of people with it. Many more than I might have otherwise.
Kana: Hmm. So when you help people, do they give you stuff?
Nina: Sorta! But maybe I'll tell you about that stuff some other time. For now, I've got to go. I think I just spotted a blacksmith and his apprentice! Later!
(Nina leaves)
Kana: OK! Bye-bye, Nina! Wow, she can run so fast! Heehee. What a funny lady.
B Support
Kana: Nina! Ooh, what're those?
Nina: These, my dear, are letters! Letters from all of the people I've helped with my skills.
Kana: Wow! But you've got so many! Can I read some of them? "Now I can live with my family again. Thank you so much!" What did you do for this one?
Nina: Ah. That was from a man who'd been forced to leave his family by his employer. There was no other work around, and he didn't have the money to move them. So I nicked a few trinkets off a corrupt duke to set them up with a new home!
Kana: They couldn't live together...because of money?
Nina: Yes. And we both know how painful it is to be separated from your family, right? They didn't have any other way to fix it or make it better, either. He would have died before he saved up enough money. And that's why noble thieves like myself exist. To right these wrongs.
Kana: Oh, OK. I think I got it now!
Nina: But, I don't want you misunderstanding, Kana. It's still stealing. It's still wrong. It's just that sometimes doing nothing is more wrong. You know?
Kana: Mhm! You know, you're really amazing, Nina!
Nina: Aww. Thanks, Kana! I wish everyone felt that way... I know my father certainly doesn't...
Kana: Huh?
Nina: He doesn't approve of me. Even though he was a thief himself, once. Ever since I was little, he's been telling me I should never steal, no matter what. I know why he does...but what he says and what he does are two different things. I couldn't have respect for someone like that. We...fought over it. A lot.
Kana: Hmm...well... I think as long as people are grateful for what you do, then it's a good thing!
Nina: Teehee. You're the best, Kana. Thanks!
Kana: No problem!
A Support
Kana: Hey, Nina. Can I talk to you about something?
Nina: Sure, Kana. What is it?
Kana: Well, it's just...I was thinking about our conversation the other day. You said that you didn't have respect for people like your papa. And...it made me really sad to hear that...
Nina: Ah, yeah...I guess I can see why it would upset you. You get along so well with your parents, it must have been shocking to hear. But...you don't need to worry or anything. It's not at all as bad as it used to be. We just don't see eye to eye. That's all.
Kana: I dunno...
Nina: Huh?
Kana: I mean, I know you don't see eye to eye with him. But I'm not sure you disliked him as much as you think you did. And you might even have more in common than you think!
Nina: Wh-what do you mean?
Kana: You said before you became a noble thief 'cause that's where your talents lay. But it's not like you were born a thief. You probably became one to be like your dad! I think, deep down, you really do respect him a lot, and you want his approval. Which is why you argue so much over your noble thief stuff! After all, if you really didn't care, you wouldn't argue, right?
Nina: Kana... You're very perceptive for a kid your age, you know that? *sigh* But when you're right, you're right. Thanks, Kana. You've given me a lot to think about. I'm not sure how easy it'll be to repair our relationship... But you've shown me that the seeds are already there. Thank you.
Kana: Mhm! Glad I could help!
S Support
Kana: Nina! Nina! I got something for you!
Nina: Hm? What is it?
Kana: Here, here, hold out your hands! Ta-da!
Nina: A book? What's it about?
Kana: Oh, y'know, it's just about the lives of all the most famous noble thieves in history! I saw it in town and thought you might want to give it to your dad! I figured if he read it, he might start to understand your point of view better.
Nina: Kana...this is... Thank you. Thank you so much. And, um...please...never change.
Kana: Huh? What do you mean?
Nina: I was just thinking...you're just a kid now, but you're going to grow up soon. And I wonder if you'll be the same person as you are now. It makes me sad. Because the best things about you are your kindness, and your honesty... And those are always the first things to go.
Kana: Don't worry, Nina! I promise I won't change!
Nina: It's not that simple... You'll see, I guess. Just give it time.
Kana: Nope! Not gonna change! Not me! A Kana-promise is unbreakable! But...um...if I did change... We could still be friends, right? Because you're my best friend, Nina...and I don't want to lose you.
Nina: Huh? Oh, Kana, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to upset you! Of course we'll still be friends! No matter what! That's a Nina-promise! You're my best friend too. I wouldn't let you get away that easy! Heehee.
Kana: Good to know! Let's stick together forever, Nina.
Nina: Sounds good to me!
Kana (M) (as siblings)
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C Support
Kana: Hey, Nina! Do you want to go on patrol with me?
Nina: Oh, hey, Kana! Right now?
Kana: Mhm! I want to help everyone out as much as possible! Which, for now, means patrolling as much as possible! So are you in?
Nina: Sure! What kind of sibling would I be if I said no? Heehee.
Kana: Yay! Let's go!
Nina: OK. Er— Wait. Is it just us?
Kana: Yup! We'll be OK, though. I've been practicing a whole lot.
Nina: Kana! I know that I'll be fine, but you're just a kid...
Kana: Don't worry so much, Sis. If we use our special sibling powers, we can take down any bad guys that cross us!
Nina: Well, if you've got your heart set on it... OK.
Kana: Yahoo! You know what, Nina? I think we should go patrolling every day!
Nina: E-every day? Are you sure?
Kana: Yeah! I mean, patrols need to be done every day anyway. Why not us?
Nina: Every...day...
Kana: Is something the matter?
Nina: Just thinking about how much...um...fun it will be to go every...single...day... (Oh gods above, deliver me.)
Kana: Heehee! This is gonna be fun!
B Support
Kana: Thanks for coming on patrol with me again, Nina!
Nina: No problem. I'm actually starting to have fun. And the more we go, the more I feel I can rely on you. You're improving all the time!
Kana: You mean it?!
Nina: Mhm! You've been getting much stronger. And I can see you're more comfortable. You're doing very well, Kana. I think you've got a natural talent for this.
Kana: Haha! Yay! Thanks, Nina! What about you? What are your natural talents?
Nina: Me? I'd have to say reconnaissance, I guess. I can size up an enemy army in a few minutes, given the right vantage point.
Kana: Wow, Nina, that's amazing! With your skills, we'll be unstoppable!
Nina: Heh heh. Thanks, Kana! You might just be right.
Kana: All right! Let's get moving! We've got a ways to go if we're gonna be the best patrollers in camp!
Nina: H-hey, wait up! Kanaaaaaaaa!
A Support
Kana: Hey, guess what, Nina? It's patrol time!
Nina: Heh. OK. Let's go!
Kana: Er, wait. First I had a favor to ask of you.
Nina: Yeah? What do you need?
Kana: I want you to teach me how to be like you!
Nina: You want to be like me? What do you mean?
Kana: You said that you're real good at reconnaissance, right? Well, I wanna learn how to do that too! I'm the youngest kid out of everyone, right? So there's a lot I still can't do. I know I can't just be a grown-up, but I can try to learn lots of different skills. Besides, I've always wanted to learn something from my big sister! I always wondered what it would be like to spend time with you.
Nina: Kana...
Kana: So I want to learn as much from you as possible now that I can! Is that OK?
Nina: Of course it's OK! I'm so happy you asked.
Kana: Thank you so much!
Nina: But don't think this is going to be one- sided. I want to learn from you too. So let's compete to see who can become stronger the fastest.
Kana: OK! But I'm not gonna be the one to lose! That's a promise!
Nina: Heehee. All right, then. Today is patrol duty. Tomorrow, the real training begins!
Kana: Sounds good to me!
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C Support
Kana: Mama! Hey, Mama!
Nina: Oh, hey, Kana. What's going on?
Kana: Look! I picked some pretty flowers for you! They're yellow like the sun!
Nina: Oh, these daisies are perfect, Kana! Thank you!
Kana: Do you really like them?
Nina: Of course! You seem to be bringing me a lot of flowers these days, though. What's got into you?
Kana: I just remember that when I was real little, we'd go looking at flowers together. You always smiled so much. And I love your smile, Mama! So I decided to start bringing you lots and lots of flowers to help you smile!
Nina: Aw. That's very sweet of you. But I do have a teensy favor to ask of you.
Kana: Anything, Mama. What do you need?
Nina: Remember how I told you that flowers are living things, just like us? Well, when you pick them, you hurt the poor little guys. And if they're hurt, how can we make them kiss each other?
Kana: Oh no! I've been hurting the flowers?! It was an accident! I'm sorry, flowers!
Nina: It's OK, Kana. I'm sure they'll forgive you so long as you're sorry. You just need to promise not to pick any more flowers, OK?
Kana: OK! B-but...if I do that, then how can I show you all the neat flowers I find?
Nina: Hmmm... Next time you find some, come and get me. Then we can go see them together! How does that sound?
Kana: Really? You won't be too busy?
Nina: Too busy for my little Kana? Never!
Kana: OK, it's a deal! We'll go look at all the nice flowers together! That's a promise, Mama!
B Support
Kana: La la lalala-la-la ♪ And now it's Mama time!
Nina: Teehee. Your cheerfulness is infectious sometimes, Kana. What's got you so smiley today?
Kana: I just found some great flowers for us to go look at! You're going to love them. I'm sure of it! Look! There they are, Mama. Right over there.
Nina: Oh, wow! These are beautiful! And such a pretty color! (Ooh, and Mr. Flower over there seems to have eyes on Mr. Petals over here...)
Kana: I know—I love this color. It's so pretty, and the petals are so soft... They reminded me of you, Mama.
Nina: Huh? Of me? Aww. I don't think I'm very flowerlike. Maybe if flowers could have fantasies... About other flowers... Long, detailed fantasies... *ahem* But thank you, Kana. That's very kind. If also a little embarrassing—in a good way!
Kana: Don't be embarrassed, Mama! I love flowers, but I love your smiles even more!
Nina: Well, I love your smiles even more than that!
Kana: Really? Yay!
Nina: Oh, that reminds me: I have something to show you.
Kana: Oooh, is it something good? Can I see it right now? What is it?
Nina: Heehee, calm down. I don't have it right now, but it's—
Kana: Ah! Wait! Don't tell me! That way I'll be even more surprised when you have it.
Nina: All right. I'll keep it safe until we can sit down and look at it together.
Kana: Yay! I can't wait!
A Support
Kana: Mama, I'm here! Where is the thing you wanted to show me?
Nina: Oh, hey, Kana! Come on over here. Look at this!
Kana: This is such a big book! Oh wow! Look at all these flowers! Where did you get them all?
Nina: These are all the flowers you've been bringing me! I dried and pressed them between the pages so they'd always be safe. Now I can keep them all safe and snuggly together in this neat little guy! And they can spend as long as they want together, kissing and hugging and—
Kana: This is amazing! Like, really, really amazing! I hadn't realized how many flowers I'd brought you. Look! There are the yellow daisies I gave you the other day!
Nina: Yup! I pressed every flower you've given me. Seeing them all in one place like this makes me realize just how many there were.
Kana: Mama, thank you for taking such good care of the flowers I gave you. This makes me so happy!
Nina: And thank YOU for all the flowers and love you've given ME! I'll cherish them for a long time to come.
Kana: You're welcome!
Nina: You know, we didn't pick those flowers we saw together the other day... But we did make some great memories when we went to go look at them. I hope we can have a lot more memories like them. I'm so glad you're here.
Kana: Me too! I love you so much, Mama!
Nina: I love you too, Kana.
Shigure
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C Support
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...
B Support
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?) (Why hello there, Mr. Banker! You should meet...Mr. Mercenary over there. 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.
A Support
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.
S Support
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...
Shigure (as siblings)
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C Support
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.
B Support
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!
A Support
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.
Dwyer
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C Support
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...
(Dwyer leaves)
Nina: Hee hee! *stare*
(Nina leaves)
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!
B Support
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...
A Support
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?
S Support
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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C Support
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...
Siegbert: You've been after them for a while now, haven't you? 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.
B Support
Nina: Well, what have we here? My two young coconspirators 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 by while evil men plot their next move. Ho, evildoers! Prepare yourselves to face Siegbert the Lionhearted of Nohr!
(Siegbert leaves)
Nina: This ought to be good...
A Support
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.
S Support
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.
Forrest
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C Support
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.
B Support
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.
Forrest: Really. Really?
Nina: Aw, why does it matter? C'mon, let's go shopping. Hee hee!
Forrest: Argh...
A Support
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. And, 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 person 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!
S Support
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. Can 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.
Ignatius
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C Support
Ignatius: Hm...
(Ignatius leaves)
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?
B Support
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!
A Support
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.
S Support
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...
Velouria
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C Support
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!
(Velouria leaves)
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!
B Support
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.
A Support
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.
A+ support
Percy
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C Support
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.
B Support
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*
A Support
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.
S Support
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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C Support
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!
B Support
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!
A Support
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!
A+ support
Asugi
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C Support
Asugi: Aha! There's the so-called "merchant" himself...hard at work. I see you selling your apothecary potions and secondhand weapons, sir. But are you also gathering information as a spy? I'll soon find out.
(Asugi leaves)
Nina: Hee, hee! Mmm...what have we here?
(Nina leaves)
Asugi: What was that? Have I been spotted? No...it appears not. That looks like...Nina. What is she doing out here?
(Asugi leaves)
Nina: "How much for the worn leather satchel?" "For you? I can offer a very special price..." Hee, hee!
(Nina leaves)
Asugi: Hmm...
(Asugi leaves)
Nina: "Well, thank you kindly, sir. Say, what are your plans this evening?" "I'll pack up shop around 7. After that, anything could happen." Be still, my racing heart!
Asugi: Hey!
Nina: Gah! Asugi? Why'd you creep up on me like that?
Asugi: Heh. Sorry about that. Are you also keeping an eye on that shady-looking merchant?
Nina: Both eyes, actually. How did you know?
Asugi: It's pretty obvious. Anyway, I don't need your help tailing the guy. I've been after him for a while now. Pretty sure he's actually a spy.
Nina: A spy? Oh, that's good. I'll use that.
Asugi: What are you talking about?
Nina: None of your beeswax, Asugi. I'm just doing a little daydreaming.
Asugi: Huh?
Nina: Don't worry. It has nothing to do with you. Now, if you'll leave me alone with my mysterious merchant...
(Nina leaves)
Asugi: Hmm. Not sure I trust her either.
B Support
Asugi: I have to admit... So far, this merchant appears to be on the up-and-up. Perhaps he isn't a spy after all... Aha! What have we here?
(Asugi leaves)
Nina: Hee, hee! Oh, what do you have in store for me today, Mr. Merchant…
Asugi: Hey!
Nina: Ahhh! Asugi! I told you to stop doing that!
Asugi: Sorry, but I didn't want you to run away. You know, like last time?
Nina: Huh? I don't remember that.
Asugi: Nina, the last time I caught you like this, you up and ran away. You really don't remember? Anyway, today I need you to tell me what's going on. Why are you stalking this merchant?
Nina: Would we really call it "stalking"?
Asugi: Yes. Yes, we would.
Nina: Hmpf. Fine. Wait a second... Why are YOU stalking him? And ME!
Asugi: Oh, no. I'm asking the questions here. You were staring so hard it's a wonder you didn't bore holes into his head.
Nina: I just like people watching, OK? I find our little merchant VERY intriguing.
Asugi: Yeah, well I do too. Because it's been rumored that he's a spy!
Nina: A spy? Give me a break! He'd never be a spy.
Asugi: Why do you say that?
Nina: Because, well, I've never seen him do anything suspicious. He wakes up pretty early to prep his wares, and then he's with customers all day. At night, he sorts his inventory and reads. He doesn't have time to be a spy.
Asugi: Um...
Nina: What?
Asugi: You have a lot of free time on your hands, don't you.
Nina: What are you implying?
Asugi: No matter. You've provided me with useful information. I'll have to do some thinking...
Nina: Yeah...you do that, Asugi. I'll just be on my way!
(Nina leaves)
Asugi: Hey, stop! Gah, she got away again.
A Support
Asugi: Hey, Nina, wait up.
Nina: Oh, hello, Asugi. Here to nag me about stalking again?
Asugi: No...but this is related. We've cleared the merchant of any wrongdoing. Thanks in part to the information you provided me the other day.
Nina: Well, of course. I told you so!
Asugi: Well, anyway...thank you for your vigilance.
Nina: Well, I guess if my spying helped you out and cleared him, then I'm happy.
Asugi: Yeah! Who'd have thought that all the time you wasted on him would actually pan out?
Nina: Now, wait just a second. Who said I was wasting any time? What I do with my time is MY business, buster.
Asugi: Sorry. I could have phrased that better. I'm actually pretty impressed with your surveillance skills. Not just anyone could pull that off. Maybe you've got a future in covert activities.
Nina: Yeah, well, the way you were able to sneak up behind me was kind of impressive, too. I can hear most people coming a mile away.
Asugi: Well, my dad had me doing ninja stuff before I could even walk, so... I guess you could say I've got a little experience being stealthy.
Nina: It's funny, I never even thought about how useful your skills could be... Do you think you could teach me a few things? Because you're kind of amazing.
Asugi: Eh, I'm not bad. But thanks for the compliment. Anyway, sure, I could give you a couple of tips, I suppose.
Nina: Great! So, I'd really like to learn how to observe a conversation undetected. Like, say two super-cute guys are just hanging out talking... How can I get close enough to listen without them seeing me?
Asugi: I'm not sure about this. Are you going to use the skills for evil? It sounds a bit evil.
Nina: Oh, goodness no! Only for good! Now, make with the ninja lessons!
S Support
Asugi: Hey, Nina. I was thinking of making a run into town for some candy. You in?
Nina: Huh? Don't you normally do that with one of your guy friends? Why would you suddenly invite me?
Asugi: What can I say? I find you interesting. I want to spend more time with you. And I feel like even though I'm giving you ninja lessons... You know a few techniques that I've never even heard of.
Nina: Oh, trying to steal all my secrets! Sorry, I can't share those with just anyone.
Asugi: Aw, don't be like that. Here, take one of my sweets.
Nina: You think you can bribe me with a piece of candy? Ha! Stop following me.
Asugi: Heh. And there's that razor-sharp tongue. I love how quick you are with a comeback.
Nina: Ugh...you're still here? Wait, what did you say?
Asugi: Well, I was TRYING to say that I enjoy talking to you. Sometimes I don't know what you're talking about, but it's always fascinating. And...I like your smile.
Nina: Really? Me? You...you know I'm into some pretty weird stuff, right?
Asugi: Honestly? The weirder the better. I think we could actually be good friends.
Nina: Oh, Asugi. I only wish you'd told me about this sooner. I wouldn't have run away from you so many times! I did always have a good feeling about you. Should we get married now?
Asugi: Whoa! That's moving a little fast, don't you think?
Nina: I don't think so—everyone else is doing it! But, I suppose we can try being best friends for a little while first.
Asugi: Yes...that sounds more reasonable. I guess this means...we're a couple now? That could be fun...
Nina: Yep! Hee, hee...
Shiro
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C Support
Nina: Eheheheheheh. I can't wait for this play! Two male leads? De-lish! Sign me up! I can see it now: Their hidden feelings for each other ripening, their eyes meeting... They realize that they're all alone... And then it happens! Ohohoho. Perfect! I just hope I can get some good seats...
Shiro: Wh-wh-wh-whooooaaaa! Watch out!
Nina: I can't wait! This is gonna be better than— YOWIE!
Shiro: I'm so sorry! Are you all right? Oh, hey! It's you! How's it going, Nina?
Nina: Sh-Shiro?! Man, what is wrong with you?! Watch where you're going next time!
Shiro: Aw, gimme a break! I just got distracted by that shiny coin over there. I'm sorry. And you didn't look like you were paying that much attention either.
Nina: W-well, er—
Shiro: Come to think of it, you were walking pretty quickly, too. Headed somewhere?
Nina: AH! I almost forgot! I don't have time for this! I need to get to the play!
Shiro: Huh? The play? Oh! You mean that one they're doing in the town plaza? That sounded pretty neat, actually. Mind if I tag along? Ah man, this is gonna be great!
Nina: What? No! I'm going by myself!
Shiro: Aww, what's it matter? C'mon, it'll be more fun to see it with someone else! It's a comedy about two buddies learning to grow up, right? One's tight laced and serious, and the other's a wacky free spirit? What a hoot! Look, it even says it'll be a "romp" right there on the flyer! Who doesn't love a good romp with a friend?
Nina: I just told you! I don't want—
Shiro: Perfect! Let's go! We gotta hurry if we're gonna get some seats though, yeah?
Nina: H-hey! Hold your horses! But I wanted to see it alone! Shirooooooo!
B Support
Nina: *sigh* That play the other day was fun, but I didn't get to fantasize much at all! That big ol' boor kept hooting and guffawing the whole time! He has no taste for the finer things in life. Like men. Plural men.
Shiro: Hey, Nina! Wasn't that play we went to the greatest?
Nina: S-speak of the devil! Mr. Loud-Snorting- Hooting-Guffaw-Man himself!
Shiro: Whuh? Was I laughing too loud for you? Huh. You're more sensitive than I'd thought! Haha.
Nina: Yeesh. You could at least sound a bit more apologetic about it!
Shiro: Hahaha. Sorry, sorry. You're right. I was just surprised you didn't have fun. I mean, the second they lifted the curtain, you started grinning and giggling.
Nina: Wh-what? I did?
Shiro: Yeah! Haha. You kept saying stuff like "Get closer!" and "Great line!" I think you kept telling them to "kith," too, but I don't really know what you meant... You did say "kith," right? But they were already friends...
Nina: I-I see... Ah...I'm sorry if I was a little too loud...
Shiro: Oh, no worries. I didn't pay it much mind at all. I had tons of fun! Especially when the fight scene started! I was on the edge of my seat.
Nina: Hm. Yeah, that was pretty good. The choreography was great. But I don't think I'd say it was the best scene. That scene on the cliffside, where they have to prove their friendship, though... Woo! Wow-ee! Talk about drama!
Shiro: Yeah, that wasn't half-bad either!
Nina: Just thinking about it now is giving me shivers... Accused of being a traitor, he confesses to his friend he doesn't know what to do... He can betray the country that falsely accused him or he can save it... And his friend says he'll support him no matter what! And then there's the dance-off at the end to win the fifty-thousand-gold prize! So much physical contact...eheheh. I'm certain they were in love!
Shiro: Uh...love? I didn't get that vibe at all.
Nina: I know it! When they held hands on the beach...something awoke in them! "But how can you love one such as me?" "Let the sea wash your troubles away..."
Shiro: N-Nina? I don't think I remember that scene... Are you all right?
Nina: O-oh! Sorry! I think I got carried away again.
Shiro: That's OK...I'm just not sure what you're going on about... I thought it was just a pretty simple buddy play. Hmm. But maybe you're right... I'll just have to think about it some more!
Nina: A-ah, no, haha, you shouldn't do that! I'm just being silly! In fact, it'd be best if you forgot this whole conversation! N-now, if you'll just excuse me...
(Nina leaves)
Shiro: H-hey, wait! ...Nina? Huh. Wonder what that was all about?
A Support
Shiro: Heya, Nina.
Nina: GAH! Shiro?!
Shiro: Why'd you take off so suddenly the other day? I thought we were having a pretty good conversation about that play...
Nina: N-no reason. Didn't I tell you to forget everything I said anyways?
Shiro: Well, yeah, you did. But I was worried I said something to offend you...
Nina: Huh? No, you didn't do anything. I was just embarrassed. 'Cause...y'know...I started saying all that weird stuff.
Shiro: Weird stuff? I don't remember that.
Nina: You know, about the two leads being secretly in love...?
Shiro: Ohhhh. That stuff.
Nina: I'm just so dumb sometimes. I didn't mean to say all that out loud... I mean, it's really embarrassing, and I know the play wasn't really romantic... I'm sure you thought I was crazy...
Shiro: Hm? No, I didn't mind it at all.
Nina: Huh?
Shiro: I mean, you had fun, right? And you felt it was pretty moving? Everyone who watched it was bound to get something different out of it. No big deal. I'm sure the actors would have loved to have heard you liked it so much!
Nina: Huh. That was a way more thoughtful reply than I'd ever have expected from you.
Shiro: Yeah, every now and then, right? Haha!
Nina: Teehee. Maybe it'd be fun to go to another play sometime.
Shiro: That'd be great! I think they're putting on another play next week. Something about a melancholy prince whose father was murdered and usurped.
Nina: Huh? I don't know. That sounds a little too dark for me... Although...oooooh. Hehehehe.
Shiro: Huh?
Nina: Maybe if the prince and this "usurper" got to know each other... And the prince becomes tortured by his budding feelings... Unsure of the right course to take—duty on the one hand, love on the other! Ohohoho! Why did I never think of this before?!
Shiro: Haha! So you'll come with me then? Perfect!
Nina: Oh boy, will I ever!
S Support
Shiro: Thanks for inviting me to that play, Nina. I haven't laughed that hard in a long time!
Nina: Heehee. No problem! It's nice being able to go to things like this with someone else. Most of the time I'm too embarrassed because of...you know. The muttering stuff.
Shiro: I'm glad you had fun! And maybe sometime you could tell me what you were imagining. I catch snippets of what you're saying, but I'd love to hear the whole thing!
Nina: O-oh.
Shiro: I don't think it's a bad thing. I'm sure you come up with some great stories. And I think it's pretty neat how engrossed you get in what you're watching. You've got an amazing imagination. I'm jealous!
Nina: I don't know if it's really all that praiseworthy... Fantasizing is just what I really like to do! More than just about anything else.
Shiro: Haha. Really? I didn't realize it was so important to you.
Nina: Oh yeah! I'd die if I couldn't fantasize about...y'know...anymore! It's...important to me.
Shiro: Hmm...I see.
Nina: Shiro? You OK?
Shiro: Say, can I ask you something? Am I important to you, Nina?
Nina: Wh-what?! Where did that come from?!
Shiro: I just...I realized lately that you're very important to me. I've come to treasure our time together more than anything else. I can't say I understand your hobbies, but you always seem to have so much fun. And I think you've got about the best smile in the world! You're charming, Nina. And... I like you.
Nina: Shiro... I don't know what to say...
Shiro: Not interested? It's OK if you aren't. I just thought it was time I told you.
Nina: No, that's not it! I was just surprised, is all. I never expected it from you. But, now that you've come out and said it... I guess I gotta admit, I like you too!
Shiro: Really?
Nina: Mhm! You've got a big heart, and you've been so understanding with me. Not to mention, you're easy on the eyes. Just oozing with masculinity! Teehee. If you'll have me, I'll gladly be your girlfriend.
Shiro: Woohoo! This might be the best day of my entire life! Oh, hey, maybe we should see another play for our first date together! There's one playing next week about two guys waiting a long time for someone else! I hear it's almost all about them and their relationship! You'd love it!
Nina: Sounds great to me, mister boyfriend!
Caeldori
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C Support
Caeldori: Nina! I need your help.
Nina: Oh?
Caeldori: Yes. I was hoping you could teach me how to move without being noticed.
Nina: Huh? This is sudden. What's up?
Caeldori: I've been asked to participate in a scouting mission, but I have no skill in stealth.
Nina: Oh! Is that all? I'll just go for you, then!
Caeldori: Oh, no. I couldn't ask that of you!
Nina: Don't worry about it. Being sneaky's in my job description! I'll take care of this little scouting mission in no time. Trust me! Besides, it would take much, much longer for me to train you.
Caeldori: Well, when you put it like that...
Nina: Leave it to me! Heehee. You know, this feels pretty good.
Caeldori: Hm?
Nina: It's nice being able to help you out. I mean, you're THE Caeldori! You're the most talented woman in the whole army!
Caeldori: N-no, you're exaggerating. I'm not nearly so talented as people say.
Nina: And so modest! What a gal! Whoo! It's been a while since I've gone on a scouting mission. I can't wait! Well, I'd better go pack my kit! See you later, Caeldori!
Caeldori: Thank you so much! Be careful!
B Support
Caeldori: There you are! I wanted to thank you for going on that scouting mission for me!
Nina: No problem! It was my pleasure.
Caeldori: The others told me you're the only reason the mission was as big a success as it was.
Nina: Aw, that's not true. I just followed the standard operating procedure.
Caeldori: Are you kidding? We only requested you find their location and number. You, however, got us their weak points, weapon locations, and patrol routes! If I'd have gone, we'd be much worse off for it. So again, I thank you.
Nina: Aw, that's all normal stuff. Thanks for the compliment, though.
Caeldori: Please, a compliment isn't enough. There must be something I can do for you.
Nina: Aw. There's no need for that. We're all in this together, after all. I benefit just as much from good intelligence as anyone!
Caeldori: That may be the case, but I'd still feel terrible if I didn't do anything for you.
Nina: Hmmm... Oh, I know! How about you stick close during battles and fight by my side? I'm not the strongest fighter around, so that sort of help is always welcome!
Caeldori: Are you sure? I feel like fighting side by side would be a waste of our respective talents. If we're going to fight together, we should come up with some strategies.
Nina: Strategies?
Caeldori: Yes. For example, I could get the enemy's attention while you attacked from behind.
Nina: Oh, I gotcha! Or I could taunt some into chasing me, and you could ambush them!
Caeldori: Or you could ride with me, and jump off my pegasus to attack them from the air.
Nina: Heehee. Sounds like we've got a lot of options. How about we practice some of these maneuvers right now?
Caeldori: I'd love to!
A Support
Nina: I can't believe it! It worked just like we planned it! Wham bam! Kapowie! We sure showed them, didn't we?
Caeldori: Yes. I was surprised myself. I'd have thought they'd have figured it out sooner. If they'd just split into two units, then we would have had to retreat. But they kept chasing after one of us, which left them open to the other one. And then, when they chased that one, the other could attack. I would have sworn we would only have gotten away with that once.
Nina: We must have angered them so much they weren't able to think clearly. You could tell how panicked they were at first too. Their attacks were all over. Ahhh. Nothing like a job well done!
Caeldori: Nina, ALL of your jobs are well done.
Nina: Aw. That's kind of you to say, but I don't know if that's true... Most of the time I feel like I'm just getting in everyone else's way.
Caeldori: I know what you mean. I often feel the same way.
Nina: Really?! But you're such a natural on the battlefield! I'm a little shocked, to tell you the truth.
Caeldori: It's true. I spend time every day thinking about my mistakes and how to rectify them.
Nina: Huh. I guess I'm not the only one, then. That's a relief.
Caeldori: Mm. I think we make a good pair, Nina.
Nina: I agree! Maybe we should team up more often!
Caeldori: Absolutely. I was going to ask you if you didn't ask me first.
Nina: Perfect! So...how about we go and get a little extra training in, partner?
Caeldori: Sounds good to me!
