Nina/Supports

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*

C Support

 * Nina: Hee hee!
 * Avatar: Hello, Nina.
 * Nina: Avatar! When did you get here?
 * Avatar: Um, just now, of course. Is everything all right?
 * Nina: OK. You haven't been standing there watching me for a while? Whew.
 * Avatar: 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.
 * Avatar: People watching?
 * Nina: Yeah! Like, see that guy over there? The one dripping with sweat from practice?
 * Avatar: 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...
 * Avatar: 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!
 * Avatar: Huh?
 * Nina: Oh, you're still here. Was I talking out loud? Well, just pretend I didn't say anything.
 * (Nina leaves)
 * Avatar: How odd.

B Support

 * Nina: No, no, no! Wait...YES! Yes, yes! Oh, this friendship is coming along nicely...very nicely indeed!
 * Avatar: Nina? What are you doing?
 * Nina: Avatar? Gah!
 * Avatar: 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.
 * Avatar: 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.
 * Avatar: 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.
 * Avatar: 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.
 * Avatar: 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?
 * Avatar: The two gentlemen you were observing? Yes, I see them just down the hill.
 * Nina: Right. Notice anything different?
 * Avatar: 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!
 * Avatar: 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?
 * Avatar: 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...
 * Avatar: I don't think she even knows I'm here anymore.

A Support

 * Nina: *sigh* Why isn't this working?
 * Avatar: Hello, Nina. What's the matter? You look a bit distressed.
 * Nina: Have a look for yourself, Avatar.
 * Avatar: 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.
 * Avatar: 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.
 * Avatar: Nina! I think you're taking this whole people-watching thing too far.
 * Nina: Argh! Forget I said anything!
 * Avatar: 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.
 * Avatar: I see.
 * Nina: I'm sorry for hiding that from you. I know I'm a bit strange.
 * Avatar: 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, Avatar?
 * Avatar: 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?
 * Avatar: 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!
 * Avatar: Oh dear. What have I done?

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...
 * Avatar: Ah, Nina. I'm glad 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?
 * Avatar: What sort of "stuff" do you mean...?
 * Nina: Nothing! Don't worry about it! Whew...
 * Avatar: Well, regardless, you should know that I cleaned up a bit in your room.
 * Nina: Mother! That's my private space.
 * Avatar: That's as may be, but it was getting hard to ignore, Nina... 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... PLEASE tell me you didn't open any of those books...
 * Avatar: Er...what?
 * Nina: My diaries and journals, Mother! Did you read them or didn't you?
 * Avatar: Oh, don't worry. I didn't go snooping through your things. ...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! Well? Did you or didn't you? ARRRRGH!

B Support

 * Nina: *sigh* Why does it have to be so difficult...
 * Avatar: Is something troubling you, Nina?
 * Nina: Oh...hi, Mother. I...I dunno.
 * Avatar: 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!
 * Avatar: 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...
 * Avatar: 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?
 * Avatar: Change doesn't come overnight. But it will happen someday, I assure you.
 * Nina: Thanks, Mother. I actually feel a little bit better.
 * Avatar: 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!
 * Avatar: 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!
 * Avatar: My goodness. It sounds as though you're making great strides.
 * Nina: Right? I've been giggling about it all afternoon.
 * Avatar: 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!
 * Avatar: 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!
 * Avatar: 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?
 * Avatar: 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.
 * Avatar: 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.

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: Deaerst, 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 set you on a more proper path than your journals described...
 * Nina: Wait, so you DID read them? AGHHH! I'm going to DIEEEEEE!