Hisame/Supports


 * Note: Bolded text are voice clips from S-Support CG confession scenes

C Support

 * Hisame: *crunch* *crunch* Mmm...perfection. Yet again.
 * (Hisame leaves)
 * Avatar: Hello, Hisame. What are you eating?
 * Hisame: Avatar?! What are you doing here? You surprised me!
 * Avatar: I'm sorry! It just looked like you were having a little snack. I was going to see if you'd be willing to share. But now that I see you're just eating raw veggies...I'll be on my way.
 * Hisame: Raw veggies? Please tell me you're joking. Are you completely ignorant of the fine art known as pickling?
 * Avatar: I...I suppose I must be. What's pickling?
 * Hisame: Gods. OK, deep breath, Hisame. Pickling is the time-honored art of preserving vegetables. You essentially brine the vegetables in a broth of vinegar and salt.
 * Avatar: Ah, so you preserve them by making them taste even more repellent?
 * Hisame: What a dark and desolate life you've lived in the absence of pickles. Listen, I'm going to give you a pickle, and you are going to eat it. You do not have a choice in this matter.
 * Avatar: All right. Here goes nothing. *crunch* *crunch* Hey, that's not bad!
 * Hisame: You see?
 * Avatar: I do. I'm afraid I'll need another bite. And you're going to have to tell me where you got these.
 * Hisame: Oh ho! I made them myself, of course. I've perfected the recipe over many years.
 * Avatar: Wow. So while other children were out playing, you were making pickles?
 * Hisame: Yes. Much to the dismay of my father, I might add. But never mind that. Now that you're hooked, we must expand your palate. Shall I stop by with some new varieties for you to try later?
 * Avatar: I'd love that! Thank you!
 * Hisame: You're welcome. I'm just pleased to have made another pickle pal.
 * Avatar: Do we have to call it that?

B Support

 * Hisame: Good day, Avatar. I've come bearing pickles, as promised.
 * Avatar: Mmm, I can't wait to try them.
 * Hisame: Well, I hope you have a strong appetite. I've brought three varieties today.
 * Avatar: This does look like a lot of food. I hope you didn't go to too much trouble...
 * Hisame: It was nothing. I pickle constantly in my spare time.
 * Avatar: *crunch* *crunch* I mean, these are delicious, but how did you come to be so dedicated to pickling?
 * Hisame: Well, you know how some people rebel against their parents? Staying out late? Wearing silly clothing? Breaking the rules? I made pickles because my father hated them.
 * Avatar: Oh. I'm sorry to hear that.
 * Hisame: It's OK. Ancient history. However, I will say that one of my life's goals is to make a pickle so good... ...that my father will actually eat it.
 * Avatar: Well. If these pickles aren't good enough, it seems you have a long road ahead.
 * Hisame: Perhaps. But in the meantime, I will surely get to enjoy many a delicious pickle.
 * Avatar: Well, good luck. And thank you again for the delicious pickles.
 * Hisame: You're welcome. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must stir my latest test batch.
 * (Hisame leaves)
 * Avatar: The man sure loves his pickles...

A Support

 * Avatar: Hello, Hisame! Thanks again for all those pickles the other day. How's your latest batch coming along?
 * Hisame: Ah, Avatar! They're coming along quite nicely. Thanks for asking. I wonder if you're ready to take the next step... Would you like to learn how to make your own pickles?
 * Avatar: Really? You'd teach me? I guess I assumed that your recipe would be a closely guarded secret.
 * Hisame: Nothing of the sort. One of my goals is to popularize pickle consumption. So, of course, I'm always happy to share.
 * Avatar: Great! It's funny; I never thought I'd be getting this excited over something like pickles.
 * Hisame: And I never thought I'd be able to converse so freely with a beautiful woman. I mean, uh...
 * Avatar: Um, what?
 * Hisame: Sorry...that was awkward. But that's exactly what I meant. Unless I'm talking about pickles, I tend to get flustered around women.
 * Avatar: Well, I never would have guessed. You seem perfectly at ease to me.
 * Hisame: Well, as long as we keep this relationship strictly pickle-platonic, I should be fine. So, to that end, I believe we were discussing you learning how to pickle.
 * Avatar: Yes, that's right. What do I need?
 * Hisame: You will need only the basics. A few jars, a few ingredients, and my knowledge. Come! Pickle paradise awaits!
 * Avatar: Pickle paradise? I can't imagine why you'd have a hard time talking to women...

S Support

 * Avatar: Hey, Hisame! Check out my first batch of pickles!
 * Hisame: Ah, very nice. Very fragrant, and... *crunch* the texture is sublime.
 * Avatar: You really think they're good?
 * Hisame: Oh, yes. It took me years to achieve results this good. I can't believe it's your first batch.
 * Avatar: Aww, thank you. I couldn't have done it without your help.
 * Hisame: Well, your success is encouraging. It has encouraged me, in fact.
 * Avatar: Oh? How so?
 * Hisame: This may get awkward. Please brace yourself... But I've found that I can't stop thinking about you, Avatar. Even when I'm mixing my pickle brine, my thoughts drift to you. Is it strange that pickles should have brought us together like this? Am I totally off base? Have I gone too far? You're...you're not saying anything. Oh, gods, what have I done?
 * Avatar: Hisame...relax. Take a deep breath.
 * Hisame: *huff* *huff* Avatar...will you go out with me?
 * Avatar: Yes.
 * Hisame: You mean it?
 * Avatar: Yes! Hisame, I've been falling for you since the day we met. I don't care that it took the power of pickles to bring us together.
 * Hisame: I can't tell you how happy this makes me. Just think...we could grow old together. We could be that old couple at the park that always smells like pickles.
 * Avatar: Look, I like pickles, but THAT is too far. Let's just take this one step at a time.
 * Hisame: You're right, Avatar. I'm sorry. We're still pickle partners, though, right?
 * Avatar: Yes. Let's just try to think of a new name for it sooner rather than later...
 * Hisame: Our love is stronger than the world's most pungent pickle. Won't you dive into the brine with me?

C Support

 * Avatar: Hey, Hisame. Do you have a moment?
 * Hisame: Oh, hello, Mother. What do you—? Wait, is that—? Why do you have that?!
 * Avatar: Aha! I thought it was yours. I just found it while I was going through my stuff. It's a diary, correct?
 * Hisame: Y-yes. It is. Why? Did you read any of it?
 * Avatar: Of course I didn't! Or rather, I couldn't. Even if I wanted to. There's a lock.
 * Hisame: Oh, thank the gods! I'd forgotten about that lock! May I have the book now, then?
 * Avatar: Oh. Um. Sure!
 * Hisame: Excelle— Mother? You, um...you can let go now. ...Is something wrong?
 * Avatar: Well... I just thought... Are you sure I can't read it...just a tiny bit?
 * Hisame: N-no! There are some things that should remain private!
 * Avatar: Ohhhhhhh. I see. Yes...a boy your age would have all kinds of thoughts best kept from his mother. But to fill an entire book with them...
 * Hisame: Just what are you trying to imply?! Besides, this diary is from when I was much younger! To be honest, I don't even remember what I wrote. I just know it was private.
 * Avatar: Oh, really?
 * Hisame: Yes, really. May I please have the book back now?
 * Avatar: ...Fine. Here.
 * Hisame: Thank you. Now, if you don't mind, I'll be on my way.
 * (Hisame leaves)
 * Avatar: Hm. I know I should respect his privacy, but I can't help but be a little curious...

B Support

 * Avatar: Hey, Hisame. I had some questions about that old diary of yours...
 * Hisame: What? You did read it, didn't you?!
 * Avatar: No, I didn't. Don't worry. It just got me thinking, is all. When you were little, we didn't get to spend much time together, right? So I was wondering if you might be willing to share anything you happen to find in it... Things about you. What you were like. Stories and stuff... Is that OK?
 * Hisame: Of course it is, Mother. It makes me very happy to hear you ask that. Hm. Perhaps we could read it together?
 * Avatar: Are you sure? You seemed so upset at the idea I'd read any of it before.
 * Hisame: Yes, I'm sure. I think it will be fine, so long as I can skip any parts I don't wish to share. I truly don't remember what is in it.
 * Avatar: Heehee. All right. Let's do it!
 * Hisame: Right now? All right, let me just find the key... Ah! There we go. Now, let's see... "Today was a great day. Mama came to see me!" "I wonder when I'll get to see her next. Maybe it'll be real soon this time!" "We got to play a lot today. I don't think I'll feel lonely again for a while!" Haha. It appears as though I wrote about your visits on nearly every page.
 * Avatar: Hisame... You were always thinking about your father and I, weren't you?
 * Hisame: Oh, well, I don't know about that. I am pretty surprised that there's nothing about my daily life in here, though. You'd think I'd have written about something else. At least a few times... But I suppose those visits were always the things I looked forward to most. They were rare treats, after all.
 * Avatar: Yes. I realize now how much of a blessing it is that we can see each other every day. We must appreciate every moment we are given.
 * Hisame: I feel the same way, Mother.

A Support

 * Avatar: Hm.
 * Hisame: Mother? You don't seem well. Is everything all right?
 * Avatar: Huh? Oh, yes. I'm fine.
 * Hisame: Then why do you look so distressed? Or...is it something you'd prefer not to discuss with your son?
 * Avatar: No, no. I'm just still thinking about your old diary. I was very happy you let me read it with you, but...it was hard to hear. You were always waiting for us to come visit you, and we made it so rarely... I'm so sorry, Hisame... We caused you so much pain.
 * Hisame: Please...it's all right. I understand why things had to be the way they were. Besides, I'm happier now than I have ever been. As a child, all I'd think about was when I might see you and Father next. But now I fight alongside you. I can contribute. I have purpose. So do not trouble yourself too much over me. I am content.
 * Avatar: Hisame... Thank you. I'm sorry for letting you see this side of me. I have to be strong.
 * Hisame: I did nothing. But I do hope you're feeling better.
 * Avatar: I am. And I promise...I will never allow us to be parted like that again.
 * Hisame: And I pray the day never comes when anything threatens to part us. Thank you, Mother.

C Support

 * Mozu: Hey, Hisame. Got a moment?
 * Hisame: Oh, hello, Mother. What do you—? Wait, is that—? Why do you have that?!
 * Mozu: Oh, this? It's yours, right? I found it when I was cleaning out my things. It's a diary, right?
 * Hisame: Y-yes. It is. Why? Did you read any of it?
 * Mozu: Nope. Just thought it kinda looked like one. I didn't read it or anything. Besides, it's got a little lock on it—see?
 * Hisame: Oh, thank the gods! I'd forgotten about that lock! May I have the book now, then?
 * Mozu: Ah... um... sure, hon.
 * Hisame: Excelle— Mother? You, um...you can let go now. ...Is something wrong?
 * Mozu: Well... I was thinking... maybe you could let me read it? Just a little bit?
 * Hisame: No! There are some things that should remain private. Even from one's family!
 * Mozu: Ohhhh. I see. I suppose boys your age have lots of thoughts best kept from their mothers. It's only natural for a healthy young man. But to fill a whole book with them...
 * Hisame: Just what are you trying to imply?! And in any case, this diary is from when I was much younger! To be honest, I don't even remember what I wrote. I just know it was private.
 * Mozu: Oh. That's all it was?
 * Hisame: Yes. So may I please have it back now?
 * Mozu: I don't got a choice, do I? Here ya go.
 * Hisame: Thank you. Now, if you don't mind, I'll be on my way.
 * (Hisame leaves)
 * Mozu: And there he goes. I know I shouldn't be nosing around in his business... But I still wanna know what he's got in that thing...

B Support

 * Mozu: Hey, Hisame. I had some questions about that old diary of yours.
 * Hisame: What? You DID read it, didn't you?!
 * Mozu: No, no. Course I didn't. It just got me thinking, is all. When you were little, we didn't get to spend much time together, right? So I was wondering if you might be willing to share anything you happen to find in it... I want to know more about you. Stories and the like, you know? Is that OK?
 * Hisame: Yes. I'm glad you want to know more about me. Hm. Perhaps we could read it goether?
 * Mozu: Are you sure? Before, you seemed so upset at the idea I'd read it ...
 * Hisame: Yes, I'm sure. I think it would be fun to look back on those times with you. However, I truly don't remember what I wrote in it... So I reserve the right to skip over anything I do not wish to share.
 * Mozu: Heehee. All right. Let's do it!
 * Hisame: Right now? All right, let me just find the key... Ah! There we go. Now, let's see... "Today was a great day! Mama came to see me!" "I wonder when I'll get to see her next. Maybe it'll be real soon this time!" "We got to play a lot today, so I don't think I'll feel lonely again for a while!" Haha. It appears as though I wrote about your visits on nearly every page.
 * Mozu: Hisame... You were always thinking about us, weren't you?
 * Hisame: Oh, I don't know if it was ALWAYS. I am surprised that there's nothing about my daily life in here, though. But I suppose those visits were always the things I looked forward to most. They were a rare treat, after all.
 * Mozu: Yeah. I'm realizing now just how blessed we are, getting to see each other every day. We've got to appreciate every moment we get!
 * Hisame: Heh, I feel the same way, Mother.

A Support

 * Mozu: Hm...
 * Hisame: Mother? You don't seem well. Is everything all right?
 * Mozu: Wh-who, me? I'm fit as a fiddle!
 * Hisame: Then why do you look so distressed? Or...is it something you'd prefer not to discuss with your son?
 * Mozu: No, no. I'm just still thinking about that diary of yours. I was happy you let me read it with you, but...it was hard to hear those things. You were always waiting for us to come visit you, and we made it so rarely... I feel right terrible for giving you such a sad and lonely childhood. And I know it's too late to be saying this and that words don't fix nothing... But I'm so, so sorry, darling.
 * Hisame: Please...it's all right. I understand why things had to be the way they were. Besides, I'm happier now than I have ever been. As a child, all I'd think about was when I might see you and Father next. But now I fight alongside you. I can contribute. I have purpose. So do not trouble yourself too much over me. I am content.
 * Mozu: ...Thank you, Hisame. You're an inspiration to us all.
 * Hisame: It was nothing. But I'm glad that it helped.
 * Mozu: It did. And I promise... I'll never allow us to be separated like that again!
 * Hisame: And I pray the day never comes when anything threatens to part us. Thank you, Mother.

C Support

 * Hinoka: Hisame, got a minute?
 * Hisame: Oh, hello, Mother. What do you-?  Wait, is that-?  Why do you have that?!
 * Hinoka: Ah, I thought it might be yours. I just found it while I was organizing my things.  It's a diary, right?
 * Hisame: Y-yes. It is.  Why?  Did you read any of it?
 * Hinoka: Nah. It just looks like one, is all.  Besides, I couldn't even if I wanted to.  It's got a lock on it.
 * Hisame: Oh, thank the gods. I'd forgotten about that.  May I have it, then?
 * Hinoka: Um. Sure.
 * Hisame: Very goo- Mother? You, umm...you can let go now.  ...Is something wrong?
 * Hinoka: Well, see...now I'm curious.
 * Hisame: Well, I'd very much prefer if you didn't indulge that curiosity! There are some things that should remain private, even from one's mother.
 * Hinoka: Ahhhh. I see.  OK.  You're a healthy young man, after all.  It's only natural that you'd be having those thoughts.  But to fill a whole book...
 * Hisame: Just what are you trying to imply?! I'll have you know that diary is from when I was much younger!  To be honest, I don't even remember what I wrote.  I just know it was private.
 * Hinoka: Oh, really? That's disappointing.
 * Hisame: Yes, very. May I please have it back now?
 * Hinoka: Fine, fine. Here you go.
 * Hisame: Thank you. Now, if you don't mind, I'll be on my way.
 * Hinoka: Hm... I know he needs his privacy...but I'm still curious as to what he's got in there.

C Support

 * Hinata: *huff* *puff* Not bad. Hisame!  HIIIIIIIIII-YAH!!
 * Hisame: Nng... *huff* *huff* Not bad yourself, Father!
 * Hinata: You know, it's been a few hours now. Aren't you getting just a little bit tired?
 * Hisame: Never! HAAAH!
 * Hinata: Whoa, hey! Sorry Hisamaru!  I didn't mean to drop you!
 * Hisame: Wait, what? Father...what did you say just now?  When you dropped your sword.
 * Hinata: What? N-nothing!  I said nothing!
 * Hisame: Father, I know you're lying.
 * Hinata: Grk. OK, OK.  I said "Hisamaru."  It's the name I gave my sword.  But it's a secret, OK?  So don't go telling anyone!
 * Hisame: ...You gave your sword a name?
 * Hinata: Hey! Stop looking at me like that!
 * Hisame: ...
 * Hinata: Look, every swordsman loves his sword! You can't deny that!  Even you talk to yours when you're alone, right?  We all do it!  Well, giving it a name is no different.  OK?  So cut it out with the stink-eye!
 * Hisame: What? I've never spoken to my sword.
 * Hinata: WHAT?! Stinky cheeses!  And you call yourself a samurai?
 * Hisame: I believe the one who deserves that question is you. Who but a child talks to inanimate objects?
 * Hinata: All samurai do, you big weirdo! You must not love your sword enough.  No wonder your form is so sloppy!
 * Hisame: M-my form is fine! And you're the "weirdo" here!
 * Hinata: Hey! You can't talk to your father like that!
 * Hisame: What kind of name is "Hisamaru" anyway? Do you really not hear how moronic that sounds?
 * Hinata: What?! Moronic?  Hmph.  Never mind.  You wouldn't get it.
 * Hisame: I should hope not, or I would fear for my sanity.
 * Hinata: Uh-huh. Looks like you've still got a lot to learn about being a swordsman.  Anyways.  Let's take a break.  I'm pooped.
 * Hisame: What? Hey, wait!  And he's gone.  Good grief...

C Support

 * Rinkah: Hey, Hisame. Got a sec?
 * Hisame: Oh, hello, Mother. What do you-? Wait, is that-? Why do you have that?!
 * Rinkah: Ah, so it IS yours. I found it when I was cleaning out my things. It's a diary, right?
 * Hisame: Y-yes. It is. Why? Did you read any of it?
 * Rinkah: Nope. Figured it looks like one, is all. I haven't looked inside. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't. There's a lock.
 * Hisame: Oh, thank the gods. I'd forgotten about that lock! May I have the book now, then?
 * Rinkah: Um. Sure. Don't see why not.
 * Hisame: Excelle- Mother? You, umm...you can let go now. ...Is something wrong?
 * Rinkah: Wellllll... I guess I'm a little curious about what's in this book now.
 * Hisame: Well, I'd very much appreciate it if you didn't indulge that curiosity. There are some things that should remain private. Even from one's family.
 * Rinkah: Ohhhh. I gotcha. It's got THAT sort of stuff in it. Well, no need to be embarrassed! Puberty is an interesting time for everyone, kiddo. Although to fill a whole book...
 * Hisame: Just what are you trying to imply?! In any case, this diary is from when I was much younger! To be honest, I don't even remember what I wrote. I just know it was private.
 * Rinkah: Oh, really? That's all it was?
 * Hisame: Yes, really. So may I please have it back now?
 * Rinkah: Fine, fine. Here ya go.
 * Hisame: Thank you. Now, if you don't mind, I'll be on my way.
 * Rinkah: Well, he sure left in a hurry. Hm... I know I shouldn't, but I still really want a peek into that diary of his...

C Support
(Hisame leaves)
 * Hisame: Hey-ha! Hey-ha!
 * Kana: Can I watch you practice, Hisame?
 * Hisame: Of course, Kana. Hey-ha! Ya! Hey-ha!
 * Kana: Hisame? Sorry to be a pest. You're really good with a katana.
 * Hisame: I'm fair. I hope to get better.
 * Kana: Let's have a sword fight.
 * Hisame: What? But I'm in the middle of practice.
 * Kana: Aw, come on. Just for a little while? If you win, I'll leave you alone.
 * Hisame: All right. Just this once.
 * Kana: Yay! All right, let me get ready... This shouldn't take long...
 * Hisame: W-wait, Kana!
 * Kana: What? Why?
 * Hisame: You were getting ready to turn into a dragon, weren't you!
 * Kana: How else we going to play dragons and knights?
 * Hisame: You said a sword fight.
 * Kana: You'll be fighting me with a sword. Just like in this storybook I saw yesterday. There was a picture of a dragon and a knight—but the knight was winning. Storybrooks always show the knight beating the dragon. But I'm going to WIN my battle with you!
 * Hisame: I said I'd do one quick sword fight with you, Kana. Not... not... Not this dragon and knights game.
 * Kana: We'd just be playing, Hisame. I won't really hurt you.
 * Hisame: I'm not playing this game, Kana.
 * Kana: Hey! Don't just walk away!

B Support

 * Kana: I found you, Hisame! All right then, ready for our sword fight?
 * Hisame: I thought I made myself clear. I'm not playing your game. If we both have swords, yes. But I won't play out some scene you saw in a storybook. Dragons and knights, indeed. That is simply courting trouble.
 * Kana: But knights always beat dragons in stories. I want the story to go my way for once!
 * Hisame: But stories are only stories.
 * Kana: What?
 * Hisame: A story of a knight is one that leads him through ever increasing challenges. Until he faces his ultimate one—slaying a dragon. It's just how stories of knights go. It's not real—only a story of courage. You shouldn't take it personally.
 * Kana: What?! Easy for you to say. You're not a dragon.
 * Hisame: In any case, if you want to act out that scene from a storybook, I can't. I would never attack you with such zeal. Even that is only the stuff of stories. I'm a real person. So are you. End of story.
 * Kana: Wow, thanks for explaining all that for me, Hisame!
 * Hisame: You're... you're not disappointed?
 * Kana: You're just looking out for me. That's sort of neat.
 * Hisame: Er, really?
 * Kana: But now it's time for our sword fight.
 * Hisame: Wait, but I just explained—
 * Kana: Come on. I'll show you how the story really ends.
 * Hisame: But I don't want to. Besides, you're... you're going to go full dragon on me!
 * Kana: How else will I change the way things turn out?
 * Hisame: But I don't want to fight you, Kana. Not today.
 * Kana: OK, then next time. I'll give you a little more time to practice for our battle!

A Support

 * Kana: Time for our sword fight, Hisame!
 * Hisame: How many times do I have to say it? I won't fight you if you're in dragon form.
 * Kana: But it has to be you.
 * Hisame: Me? Why me?
 * Kana: Wait, didn't I explain that part?
 * Hisame: No. You said you saw some story in a book about a knight and a dragon. Which has made you unhinged. But why me? There are other here who might not refuse.
 * Kana: Because you look like the knight from the picture in my book.
 * Hisame: I do?
 * Kana: You look exactly as dashing as he does! So swingy with your blade!
 * Hisame: You... think I look dashing?
 * Kana: As much as he is, anyway. So it has to be me-dragon against you-knight! Now that you know everything, you've got to agree to do it.
 * Hisame: Me... dashing? All right then, Kana. I'll give you your sword fight.
 * Kana: Yay!
 * Hisame: But you have to use a katana too. You can't turn into a dragon.
 * Kana: I have to! I want to prove that the story can end with the dragon winning.
 * Hisame: I will show you a different story. Knight versus knight. That story has a bitter end too. Someone always loses.
 * Kana: Well, it's a start.
 * Hisame: We will use special blades used in practice. No one gets hurt.
 * Kana: OK! No one gets hurt.
 * Hisame: Now this isn't a trick, right? You're not going to turn into a dragon?
 * Kana: No, not this time. It's nice just to play a game with you instead of arguing.
 * Hisame: Agreed. Let's go find those practice blades, Kana.
 * Kana: Right behind you, Hisame!

S Support

 * Kana: Thanks for that sword fight the other day, Hisame.
 * Hisame: It was fun, wasn't it? More fun than practice normally is.
 * Kana: I wanted to show you that storybook I keep mentioning. See, look!
 * Hisame: Ah, the picture of the knight slaying the dragon that's got you so upset...
 * Kana: See? That's you! And that's me!
 * Hisame: Didn't you say I looked like him? I'm... not half as dashing as he is.
 * Kana: You're twice as dashing, Hisame! No! Five hundred times more! Still, it makes me sad looking at pictures like this. The knight ALWAYS wins.
 * Hisame: I thinkg I finally understand. I feel... less than I am, looking at that knight. But, Kana! Look! There's another role in this picture! On the side!
 * Kana: Where? Oh, you mean that girl stuck in the tower.
 * Hisame: Yes! The princess who waits to be rescued by her knight! You're a princess, Kana. Why not think of yourself as her—not the dragon?
 * Kana: Are you crazy? Being a dragon is great! Who'd want to be trapped in a tower?
 * Hisame: Ha! I see what you mean.
 * Kana: Then again, the princess gets to live happily ever after with her knight.
 * Hisame: That's how the story in this book ends anyway. Hmm.
 * Kana: But what if the dragon was the one trying to save the girl from the tower?
 * Hisame: And the knight was evil...?
 * Kana: And it's a boy in the tower! Then I could come and save you! Happy ending!
 * Hisame: Wh-whoa, I didn't imagine it turning out that way.
 * Kana: Don't you like that ending?
 * Hisame: I... I... That is... That ending is amazing. How'd you even think of that?
 * Kana: I don't know. I just did! It was such a sad ending the way it was. I mean, dragons have to win some of the time—somehow.
 * Hisame: And you save me... I didn't see that coming.
 * Kana: So, you liked it? I'm glad! I didn't think you would!
 * Hisame: I guess your father would like it too, Avatar also being a dragon.
 * Kana: Should I, uh, tell you more stories my way?
 * Hisame: I think I'll savor that ending today. But frow now on, let's not bother with the swordplay.
 * Kana: Then what will we do?
 * Hisame: More stories. I'll just sit and listen. Better yet, maybe I'll write them all down.
 * Kana: And we can make our own book? That could take the rest of our lives! But I'm up for it if you are.
 * Hisame: I'll bring the quill and paper, Kana. Now this IS a happy ending.

C Support

 * Shigure: Where did all this rain come from... ? Ah! A gazebo! Finally! Sweet relief.
 * Hisame: Greetings, Shigure. Seeking cover from the rain?
 * Shigure: Oh! I didn't see you there, Hisame. Yes, I am. And yourself?
 * Hisame: Not in so many words. I come here on rainy days to enjoy a cup of tea. It's quite soothing, watching the plant life dance in the rain.
 * Shigure: I see. That's very... Hisame of you. *chuckle*
 * Hisame: Would you like some tea as well? I have an extra cup.
 * Shigure: May I?
 * Hisame: Of course. Here you are.
 * Shigure: Thank you! *sip* *sigh* Warm tea is so relaxing. It's like drinking a loved one's embrace.
 * Hisame: Haha. That's a funny way of putting it. But I suppose you're not wrong.
 * Shigure: It is. By the way, what's that you're holding?
 * Hisame: Hm? Oh, it is a plate of pickles I made. They just finished brining this morning.
 * Shigure: You made them yourself? I didn't know you could do that.
 * Hisame: Oh, yes. They are my favorite snakc. I've been making them for a long time. Would you like to try one?
 * Shigure: I would! I haven't tried this kind of pickle before. *munch munch* Oh! This is good!
 * Hisame: You really think so? Thank you! I appreciate the compliment.
 * Shigure: No, no no. Thank YOU! Ah... this has turned out to be a pleasant afternoon, hasn't it? May I impose on you again the next time it rains?
 * Hisame: Yes, of course. I would be delighted if you did.

B Support

 * Shigure: Rain again, huh? I wonder if Hisame will be at the gazebo again...
 * Hisame: Shigure! I'm glad to see you here.
 * Shigure: And I'm glad to see you. Mind if I intrude for a moment?
 * Hisame: Not at all. Please, join me. I thought I might see you today, so I made a few different kinds of pickles this time.
 * Shigure: You did? That's very kind of you. And a bit of a nice coincidence. I brought some rare tea leaves I got at the market the other day. I thought it would be nice to share them with you.
 * Hisame: Splendid. This is turning out to be quite the tea party, isn't it?
 * Shigure: Haha. I suppose so. But it's nice. We don't get too many moments like this. War has a way of taking such things away from you, doesn't it? Heh. It feels rather silly to say that out loud. I imagine it goes without saying.
 * Hisame: Maybe so, but you're right. It does have a way of taking such things away from us. Which is precisely why we should treasure them all the more. Listen to the rain... Its sound cleanses the mind, even as its touch cleanses the body. I never feel more refreshed than after a long, quiet day of rain spent in recollection.
 * Shigure: You're feeling poetic today, Hisame.
 * Hisame: Er... I apologize. I did not mean to sound so pompous.
 * Shigure: Not at all. I think what you said was beautiful. By the way, the pickles you brought are lovely. Such vibrant colors. What kind of vegetables did you use?
 * Hisame: Oh, nothing too remarkable. There's daikon, and cabbage, and eggplant. The colors were mostly added. The eggplant, for example, is dyed.
 * Shigure: Haha. It seems picklemaking is a complex business.
 * Hisame: Mm. By the way, you tea goes very well with these. The perfect level of bitterness.
 * Shigure: I'm glad. So... shall we watch the rain?
 * Hisame: We shall.

A Support

 * Shigure: What a beautiful day. I wonder what the gazebo looks like when the sun is out... I guess I'll find out soon enough!
 * Hisame: Shigure! Hail!
 * Shigure: Hisame? What are you doing here?
 * Hisame: Haha. You sound almost displeased. I am just relaxing. This has become one of my favorite spots. I come here even when it's sunny now. Would you like to relax a while with me? I brought some tea and pickles today, too.
 * Shigure: Oh? Thank you. I would be happy to take advantage of your kindness! Haha. Mm. This place does calm the mind, doesn't it?
 * Hisame: It does. I've been thinking a lot about why that might be lately. I think... it is because it represents to us the world we wish to build with this war. A glimpse of the future we hope will come, when all this fighting is done. That is what gives us peace of mind. That such a place can exist at all... That our dreams are within reach.
 * Shigure: I believe you are exactly right. This is our little grove of heaven. If only we could share this bliss with all the world.
 * Hisame: Yes... but perhaps these are only idle fancies. Would the world even want this? One man's haven is another's torment. Mere peace will have to do ... Shigure. We must end this war. Soon.
 * Shigure: Yes.
 * Hisame: Heh. But we may have become too serious today, no? Let us return to our leisure and our tea.
 * Shigure: Of course. Thank you, Hisame. I am glad you are my friend.
 * Hisame: And I am glad you are mine. Let us forge a new world together.
 * Shigure: A new peace, brother.
 * Hisame: Very good. Yes, then. A new peace. The world will see to itself. Now, enough of this talk. We will have tomorrow to speak of war and peace. But to enjoy this sun and this good wind, we were given today.

C Support

 * Sophie: Hisame! Just the man I wanted to see!
 * Hisame: You were looking for me?
 * Sophie: I'm REALLY in a bind right now. See, Daddy and I are supposed to have dinner with some Hoshidans. You' have  to figure there'll be a lot of Hoshidan food served there, right?
 * Hisame: And what, pray tell, is wrong with Hoshidan food?
 * Sophie: N-nothing! It's not the food I'm worried about... It's the utensils! You're supposed too eat it with these things called chopsticks, right? I don't know where to start!
 * Hisame: You can't use chopsticks?
 * Sophie: No! The last time I tried, I almost burned the house down! If I don't have them under control by the dinner, it'll be a disaster!
 * Hisame: I see your point. But chopsticks aren't something you can master overnight.
 * Sophie: I know—I've been trying for a week. But I had this great idea. I'll get YOU to teach me!
 * Hisame: Huh?
 * Sophie: You eat Hoshidan food all the time, so you must be a pro at using chopsticks, right? There's gotta be a trick or two you can show me!
 * Hisame: A "trick"? Do you think there's something beyond holding them correctly?
 * Sophie: Obviously! If that's all there was, I'd have it down by now! So be my tutor. Teach me all the secrets to stress-free eating!
 * Hisame: When you out it that way, I can't in good consciences refused... *sight* Very well. I can spare a little of my time for some lessons.

C Support

 * Hisame: Asugi! A word.
 * Asugi: Well, if it isn't Gramps. What's on your mind, old-timer?
 * Hisame: G-Gramps?! I'm younger than you are, you wastrel! Bah. Never mind. Why have you not been attending the Tactics Brunch?
 * Asugi: Huh? Oh, that thing? It's not mandatory, right? Figured it wasn't worth going. I'm no officer. I carry out orders, not give them.
 * Hisame: Don't be a fool. Tactical understanding is vital to every soldier's training. And if you don't discuss battle plans with others, you'll never hone your thinking. Also we serve éclairs. You are fond of such treats, yes?
 * Asugi: R-really?! Nobody told me that...
 * Hisame: So. Do you have any reason for abstenting yourself?
 * Asugi: Not really, no. Just figured I had nothing to contribute. We've got enough talented tacticians. Too many cooks'll spoil the cake.
 * Hisame: I disagree. If you were to participate, I believe we would all benefit greatly. New, perspectives are always valuable. Particularly from highly skilled parties. However, if you do decide to come, I implore you to take it seriously. This devil-may-care attitude of yours will not do.
 * Asugi: Aw, I'm highly skilled? Thanks! I appreciate the compliment. I guess I'll think about it. Later!


 * (Asugi leaves)


 * Hisame: Tsk. That man could use a few lessons in etiquette.

B Support

 * Hoshidan: But in this situation we would be forced to retreat back over the river. We'd be slaughtered where we stood!
 * Hisame: Not quite. If we can get around them from here, we may yet win the day.
 * Asugi: ...
 * Hoshidan: I see. But it seems risky. Do we have any other options? Anyone?
 * Asugi: Hm.
 * Hisame: Asugi? M-my apologies! Excuse me for a moment.


 * (scene transition)


 * Hisame: Asugi!
 * Asugi: I forget something, Gramps? Weren't you in the middle of talking to someone?
 * Hisame: Why did you leave right in the middle of a discussion?
 * Asugi: Oh. That's what you ran all the way out here for? I just remembered that mu cinnamon rolls should be about done!
 * Hisame: Huh?
 * Asugi: I put some in the oven right before the meeting. Don't want 'em to burn, right? Oh man, I can't wait for that frosting. Stuff melts in your mouth!
 * Hisame: Y-you left for THAT?! How ridiculous...
 * Asugi: Haha. Don't have a stroke, Gramps. Much as I'd like to believe otherwise, I'm sure everyone will be all right without me. Now, I gotta go. Those cinnamon rolls ain't gonna eat themselves.


 * (Asugi leaves)


 * Hisame: Hey! Stop! I'm not done with you!


 * (Scene transition)
 * Hisame: Where did that dastard run off to? He wasn't even in the kitchen... ... I-is that Asugi? In the library? What is he reading...? "The Subjugation of the People of the Upper Southlands: A Tactical Overview" What a mouthful. So, then... is he studying warfare all by himself? But... why?

A Support

 * Hisame: Asugi! I must speak to you about something. Regarding your attendance—or, rather, lack thereof—at the Tactics Brunch.
 * Asugi: Gramps! Lemme guess. You saw me ducking out to the library, right? Took you long enough. I thought you'd never catch on.
 * Hisame: So you know why I'm here, then. Well? What do you have to say?
 * Asugi: Yes. I've been studying up on the finer points of tactics and strategy. And no, I have no intention of attending more of those brunches. Tasty as those cream-filled éclairs may be.
 * Hisame: But why? You could get far more out of these studies if you came.
 * Asugi: Just a rule of thumb.
 * Hisame: What kind of rule, exactly?
 * Asugi: Ninja work best alone or in small groups. There's a reason for that. The more conspicuous they are, the less suited they'll be to their assignments. Assassination, intelligence gathering... that stuff requires anonymity, stealth. Can't go flashing our mugs around everywhere, you know?
 * Hisame: I see your point. However, you are not exactly an uknown element of the army.
 * Asugi: Sure. Those who serve the royals directly rarely escape notice entirely. But there's something else to consider. A ninja walks with death. The earliest part of our training conditions us to accept this fat. And as such, we take paints to ensure that when it comes... nothing is disturbed.
 * Hisame: What? And how is this related to our meetings?
 * Asugi: One of the precautions we take is to avoid forming too many personal bonds. Meeting with so many people every week will, obviously, make that difficult. Don't be upset. It's a part of our code. Has been for generations.
 * Hisame: Oh. I'm not upset. I understand very well. You are a fool.
 * Asugi: Oh? How's that?
 * Hisame: That outlook may be appropriate for a truly clandestine asset. But you fight on the battlefield with us, do you not?
 * Asugi: And?
 * Hisame: Have you never wondered why warriors do not follow a similar code? It is because camaraderie is an extremely important part of any military unit.
 * Asugi: So what's your point?
 * Hisame: Think for 10 seconds. When we fight, we often do so side by side, correct? And when we do, our effectiveness in battle increases. This is not an accident. It is a direct consequence of our mutual bond. So too with the others. If you learn nothing else of tactics, learn this: no warrior is an island. We fight and die, not just for a cause, but for each other. Never forget that.
 * Asugi: Hmph... Maybe you're right. Heh. You're not as aloof as you look, are you, Gramps?
 * Hisame: And you are not as shiftless as you appear, either. Perhaps we have learned something here about judging others' appearances.
 * Asugi: Don't be ridiculous. But... I willy try to be a more integrated part of the army from now on. Sorry for the grandstanding. I hadn't considered the stiuation carefully, I guess.
 * Hisame: No need to apologize. Your willingness to sacrifice yourself is admirable. Under normal circumstances, it would not be misguided. Even so... I must admit my wish to dissuade you was not entirely impersonal. I want you to know that I am always here for you... my friend.
 * Asugi: I know. And I'll always have your back as well, Hisame.

C Support

 * Hisame: And... there we go. Mmm. This is going to be good...
 * Selkie: Hey, Hisame! Whatcha working on? 
 * Hisame: Oh, hello, Selkie. I didn't see you there. This? This is nothing. Just a little project.
 * Selkie: Sorry if I scared you! But really, what's in the pot? A bunch of veggies?
 * Hisame: I said it was nothing.
 * Selkie: But I saw a bunch of veggies! And it smells totally weird. What are you doing?
 * Hisame: Ugh. Fine. I'm making some pickles. And no, you can't have any.
 * Selkie: Well, they smell terrible! And why would you eat vegetables, anyway? Meat is so much yummier!
 * Hisame: I beg your pardon! My pickles are exquisite. You'd be lucky to even taste one.
 * Selkie: Blech, no thanks! But all this talk about meat is making me hungry. Think I'll go hunting for a while. Bye!
 * (Selkie leaves)
 * Hisame: No one has EVER spoken ill of my pickles. This isn't over...

B Support

 * Hisame: Selkie, may I have your attention?
 * Selkie: Sure! What's up, Hisame? 
 * Hisame: The other day, you disparaged my homemade pickles...
 * Selkie: You mean those stinky veggies?
 * Hisame: No! Well, I mean, technically, yes... The point is, they're not stinky. They're gourmet. And I've brought something for you to sample today.
 * Selkie: What is this? It looks like meat.
 * Hisame: Yes. It's buffalo. Please, try it.
 * Selkie: Mmm! It's delicious! How did you make it so tender?
 * Hisame: Oh ho! I pickled it.
 * Selkie: *ptooie* What?! Really? Are you trying to poison me or something?
 * Hisame: Of course not! My traditional pickle brine is perfectly healthy.And it's the reason that meat is so tender and flavourful.
 * Selkie: Well... it is delicious. I suppose I could try another bite...
 * Hisame: Certainly. But first, try this pickled cucumber.
 * Selkie: If you insist... Oh, it's so crunchy! And juicy! I love it!
 * Hisame: Well, I'm glad you like it. So you see... my pickles are not to be trifled with or disparaged.
 * Selkie: Yep! Count me in on the pickle party! Pickles for life!
 * Hisame: Yes. Pickles for life.

A Support

 * Selkie: Blech! This pickle is terrible! How come all the ones I make turn out like this?
 * Hisame: Take a deep breath, Selkie. Let's talk through this.
 * Selkie: But... but... What am I doing wrong?!
 * Hisame: It's not any one thing, Selkie. Your whole approach to pickling needs work. First of all, one does not simply become a pickle master overnight. It takes years of careful practice, attention to detail—
 * Selkie: But I want to eat delicious pickles NOW!
 * Hisame: Please, get ahold of yourself! You'll get the hang of this. And in the meantime, I will share my pickles with you.
 * Selkie: Wait, really?
 * Hisame: Of course. One of the great things about pickles is how long they keep. So, naturally. I maintain at least one year's supply at all times in my tent.
 * Selkie: That's amazing! Do you have anyh more of that buffalo from the other day?
 * Hisame: Actually, I do. Although pickled meat doesn't keep quite as well as veggies.
 * Selkie: So what? Why keep this when you can just eat it right away? Gimme! *nom* *nom *nom*
 * Hisame: How can you enjoy the depth of flavor when you eat that quickly? Are you even chewing?
 * Selkie: Ahh! That hit the spot! Got any more?
 * Hisame: So, this is my life now. Pickled chef to a ravenous she-fox. It could be worse.
 * Selkie: What are you mumbling about? And where are all the pickles you promised me?
 * Hisame: It's nothing, Selkie. Please, come and help yourself to ny of the pickles in my tent. I will simply have to ramp up production to keep up with demand...
 * Selkie: Aw, you're the best, Hisame. Thanks! Wait a second... You'll keep teaching me how to make my own, right? Because I don't want to eat ALL of your pickles. What kind of a pickle pal would do that to another pickle pal?
 * Hisame: Of course. You'll be a fine pickle pal in time.

S Support

 * Selkie: Hey, Hisame! Check it out!
 * Hisame: Hello, Selkie. What is that?
 * Selkie: It's a rice cracker, of course. Enjoy!


 * Hisame: I see. Thanks?
 * Selkie: You bet! It's just a little thank-you for introducing me to the world of pickles.
 * Hisame: Well... thank you very much. Um, not to look a gift horse in the mouth, but why a rice cracker?
 * Selkie: What dou you mean "horse"? It's a cracker, dum-dum! Anyway, I just thought that it would pair well with your signature pickle brine.
 * Hisame: Well, that's very thoughtful. Thank you. Wait, where exactly did you get this cracker, anyway?
 * Selkie: Oh, it was just a couple of towns away. No biggie.
 * Hisame: Selkie, I happen to know that this type of cracer is not available within 200 miles!
 * Selkie: I know. But I thought you would really like it! Are you mad?
 * Hisame: Mad? No, I'm just... You didn't have to do that. But it means a lot to me that you did.
 * Selkie: Oh, good! See, I did it because I really like you. Actually, it's more like I love you. What do you think about that?
 * Hisame: Gee, you really know how to put a guy on the spot, Selkie... But the truth is... I like you, too. Maybe I even love you. But this is a little bit fast for me. It seems like everyone is getting married...
 * Selkie: Well, that's slly. Let's just start by being boyfriend and girlfriend. Ready? Go!
 * Hisame: Wow, it's that easy, huh? Well, let's go with it. I'm happy to have you as my girlfriend, Selkie!
 * Selkie: Me too! Now, let's have a pickle and rice cracker feast to celebrate!

C Support

 * Hisame: Mitama! Mitama! The war council meeting starts in five minutes! Stop being such a hermit! Come on, or you'll make us both late! Mitama! Mita--
 * Mitama: *sigh* Are you going to throw a fit before every meeting? Just go by yourself already!
 * Hisame: Unacceptable. They told me to come get you, so you're coming with me.
 * Mitama: That meeting is so crowded. No one will notice! Meetings are pointless / They never ask for my thoughts / Why even bother?
 * Hisame: If you're going to skip, at least have the dignity to come up with a decent excuse! In the meantime, you're coming! Don't make me drag you by your toes! *whistle* ...Uh, Mitama? What happened to your room?
 * Mitama: Nothing! My room's only fault / Is the door that's blown open / Why don't you shut it?
 * Hisame: We should invite the war council over here. Clearly, there's been an unreported attack! Have you cleaned your room...uh, ever?!
 * Mitama: Well, this is my private lair for writing poetry. I hardly nee it to be neat. The mess inspires / And keeps strangers like you out! / Why should I clean it?
 * Hisame: You can spin it all you want, but you're not fooling me.
 * Mitama: If it bothers you so much, why don't YOU clean it?
 * Hisame: Wha?
 * Mitama: Obviously, I lack any talent for cleaning. Why should I do it when you're so skilled?
 * Hisame:
 * Even if I wanted to help you, which I don't, I can't barge into a girl's room like that!
 * Mitama: Of course not! It's only proper to stand at the door and peek inside without asking! If you clean my room / For me, then I will attend / The council meeting.
 * Hisame: Fine...but you're going to help! I'm not doing it all while you sit back and watch!
 * Mitama: Now, let us hurry / We'll be late to the meeting / What a travesty!

B Support

 * Hisame: All right, Mitama! Open up! Let's get that room cleaned ASAP!
 * Mitama: Hmmm? ...But I'm so sleepy. There's no need to rush / While I can still see the floor. / It looks good to me.
 * Hisame: When it comes to cleanliness, we've already established you're a terrible judge! Come on! If you're awake enough to rattle off poetry, you're awake enough to clean!
 * Mitama: Fiiiiiiine...
 * Hisame: Sheesh. I forgot how bad it was. Wy don't we start with the books and papers? You probably didn't realize this, but books often go on bookshelves, like this one...
 * Mitama: ACK! Please don't lay a finger on that!
 * Hisame: What?! This old book? I've never seen you so flustered! It must be pretty important.
 * Mitama: It's a collection of poems. I shouldn't have left it out like that.
 * Hisame: Oh. Is it a poet I would recognize?
 * Mitama: Yes--it's me. Those are my earliest poems. They're all rubbish... I would never show them to anyone, but I can't throw them out either.
 * Hisame: If this book is so special, you should tae better care of it, or it'll get ruined!
 * Mitama: I-I know... You're right.
 * Hisame: In fact, if you don't start helping me clean. I'm going to read these poems...out loud.
 * Mitama: N-no! Please! You can't! A poet's first words / Should be under lock and key / Not out on parade.
 * Hisame: Hahaha! Then I guess somebody better get to work!

A Support
(Hisame leaves)
 * Hisame: Wow, Mitama, your room looks almost inhabitable now.
 * Mitama: Yes. Thanks to you and your relentless bossiness, it's looking pretty good. My head is so clear / Now that my room is empty / I'm ready to write!
 * Hisame: That's great! Just make sure you take the occasional break to tidy up. See ya later!
 * Mitama: But wait, Hisame! / I cannot do this alone! / Cleaning is so hard.
 * Hisame: No, that's nonsense. You did fine. Sure, I helped, but you did most of the work. Now that you've mastered the basics, you should have no trouble at all!
 * Mitama: You don't understand! / You need to monitor me / Or I will relapse!
 * Hisame: I don't understand why you're freaking out, Mitama. You'll be OK...seriously.
 * Mitama: Fine! If you don't want to help me clean anymore, you can be my poetry partner.
 * Hisame: What?!
 * Mitama: You have potential. You just need to practice. You cannot resist / Such a wonderful offer / Learn from a master!
 * Hisame: Huh? I'm not really into writing poems, Mitama. No offense. I've gotta go.
 * Mitama: Oh, no! He was the only member of my volunteer cleaning staff! He can't leave!

S Support

 * Hisame: Knock, knock! I came to help you clean your room! It can't be THAT bad, can it?
 * Mitama: Hisame, is that you? Thank heavens! A tornado hit / And my room is in shambles / ...Just like I told you.
 * Hisame: WHA?! But we just finished cleaning it! When I left, everything was immaculate!
 * Mitama: This room? It's nothing. / You'll have no trouble at all / Since you're such a pro.
 * Hisame: I don't understand how every book you own has found its way to te floor...again. It's almost like you let it get this way on purpose... Mitama...why are you blushing?
 * Mitama: Here you are, complaining nonstop, but you still show up to help me. Some people might call you a sucker.
 * Hisame: Point taken. Maybe it's odd, but I actually enjoy cleaning your room. Sure, it's a girl's room, but I feel very comfortable here...with you.
 * Mitama: Really? Then why don't you stay?
 * Hisame: Huh? What do you mean?
 * Mitama: You know exactly what I mean...which I've realized is pretty rare. Neat and tidy room... / We cleaned it up together / Now, there's room for two.
 * Hisame: ...Mitama, I don't know what to say. I thought I was pretty slick offering to help you clean just to spend time with you. I didn't realize you were making the mess worse on purpose!
 * Mitama: So you'll accept my proposal?
 * Hisame: Where else are you gonna find someone to handle such a high-maintenance girl?
 * Mitama: Heehee... Please stay by my side. / For you, I'd do anything... / Maybe even clean. I wouldn't get my hopes up though.

C Support
(scene transition)
 * Caeldori: This is a disaster!
 * Hisame: I don't think anyone has cleaned this shed since it was built.
 * Caeldori: When they gave us this assignment, I didn't expect it to be THIS bad.
 * Hisame: I guess that's why they chose us for the job. Maybe we should be flattered.
 * Caeldori: Because we're the only two competent people they could find?
 * Hisame: Hahaha... Looks like it. Guess we better get to work.
 * Hisame: I have five extra jars of pickles here.
 * Caeldori: There's more rice too. The accounting book is a mess. Still, it could be worse... At least, we have more food than what's on the books and not the other way around...
 * Hisame: Yeah. It's nice to be pleasantly surprised for once.
 * Caeldori: Heehee... I know what you mean. This hasn't been the only surprise I've had today. I have to admit, my first impression of you was all wrong.
 * Hisame: Most people think I'm pretty uptight, but I'm just lousy around girls. It's easier when we're talking about pickles and rice.
 * Caeldori: Well, we have a lot in common... We're both pretty mature for our age. I guess we get that from our upbringing.
 * Hisame: Uh... You have a lot of respect for your father, Subaki, don't you?
 * Caeldori: Yes, of course! I can't imagine a more perfect father. Don't you feel that way about yours?
 * Hisame: We don't have enough time to get into that. Maybe we should focus on the mess...
 * Caeldori: OK.

B Support

 * Hisame: Ah, finally—this shed looks like a place you might actually want to store food. Before, it was a giant trash heap. It took forever though!
 * Caeldori: Hey, Hisame. I've been thinking about our conversation...
 * Hisame: Oh, Caeldori. *sigh* You're going to go there, aren't you?
 * Caeldori: It's still bothering me. You don't respect your father... not even a little bit?
 * Hisame: Well, I guess I do see him as a role model of sorts. He's a wonderful example of what NOT to do.
 * Caeldori: Whaaaat?! Th-that's so disrespectful!
 * Hisame: It's smart too. My father has never had a single intelligent thought in his head! I don't want to turn into a reckless troublemaker like him.
 * Caeldori: But he's your own flesh and blood! All sons should respect their fathers.
 * Hisame: Respect and admiration are not the same thing. I'll choose my own role models.
 * Caeldori: That is SO rude! I would rather die than betray my father by speaking like that!
 * Hisame: Are you saying that I don't deserve to be his son?
 * Caeldori: W-well...
 * Hisame: It's wonderful that your father is so perfect, but not everyone's father is! I didn't think you were that shallow—forcing your beliefs on everyone else!
 * Caeldori: Hisame...
 * Hisame: You know, there's a still a lot of work to do. We should get back to it...
 * Caeldori: All right...

A Support

 * Hisame: This sheld is almost done! Just a few more shelves to organize...
 * Caeldori: Hisame... I wanted to apologize after out fight the other day... You were right. I was too forceful with my opnions.
 * Hisame: ... And we're back to our father issues again, huh? Seriously, though... I'm sorry too.
 * Caeldori: I don't understand. You didn't do anything wrong.
 * Hisame: I'm apologizing because I wasn't completely honest with you. The truth is... all that anger I have with my father only stems from jealousy.
 * Caeldori: Jealousy? Wha?!


 * Hisame: My father doesn't have a care in the world. He never worries about... anything... And people love him for it! The truth is I wish I could be more like that sometimes. Instead, I'm so uptight, I keep everything bottled up inside.
 * Caeldori: That sounds exhausting... I'm sorry, i didn't mean to pick at an old wound.
 * Hisame: No, it's OK. I have to face reality sometime. I should at least be honest with myself.
 * Caeldori: I hope it helped...

S Support

 * Hisame: Hey, Caeldori! I haven't seen you much since we finished remodeling that shed.
 * Caeldori: I know. Everyone keeps telling me how wonderufl it looks now... They all swear up and down they'll never ler it get that disorganized again.
 * Hisame: I hear they've started calling us the Dedicated Duo.
 * Caeldori: Heehee... Well, it we're going to be famous, then we need a better name.
 * Hisame: Um... Do you have a moment? I'd like to speak with you about something.
 * Caeldori: That sounds serious.
 * Hisame: Well, that's just it... I'm sure you've noticed that we're both pretty serious people... And we can be VERY candid with each other, wich I find refreshing. Our two heads are vasly superior to one. I can't imagine living my life without you!
 * Caeldori: Hisame...!
 * Hisame: Even when you were covered in cobwebs and dirt from cleaning that shed... you still managed to look radiant. Brains and beauty!
 * Caeldori: I have really enjoyed having someone I can be so honest with, Hisame...
 * Hisame: You ARE honest, aren't you? I like that even if it leads to the ocassional fight.
 * Caeldori: That's the thing! I worry that we're so tightly wound, we'll wear each other out! Do you really think we'll be a good match?
 * Hisame: I do! We just have to remember to live a little more. I promise to help you with that.
 * Caeldori: I'll help you too! If we both put our minds to it, I know we can make it happen! We'll be the most successful, productive couple this army has ever seen!
 * Hisame: I like the sound of that!

C Support
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 * hajat: Grrr... WHY ISN'T THIS WORKING?!
 * Hisame: Rhajat? What's wrong?
 * Rhajat: Ugh, don't worry about it.
 * Hisame: Are you certain? Perhaps I can help.
 * Rhajat: *sigh* I don't see how you could possibly help.
 * Hisame: Suit yourself... but I think you'll find that even talking about it could be beneficial.
 * Rhajat: Fine, whatever. It's just that my curses haven't been working out lately. Some of my spells have been doing the opposite of what the're supposed to do. Can you imagine that? You curse someone and end up making them happier than ever? Argh!
 * Hisame: Well, I am an amateur when it comes to magic, so I'm afraid i can't help you there.
 * Rhajat: I told you!
 * Hisame: But I do believe I could help ease some of your frustation.
 * Rhajat: How, exactly? Don't tell me you're going to pu a spell on me.
 * Hisame: Oh ho! Of course not. Just come with me and you'll find out...
 * Rhajat: Well, that's pretty creepy. I'm in.
 * Rhajat: What is all of this?
 * Hisame: I've prepared some special tea and pickled vegetables for you. Enjoy!
 * Rhajat: I really don't see how this is going to help me at all... But... free food is free food. *slurp* *crunch* *crunch*
 * Hisame: Well?
 * Rhajat: What sorcery is this? Did you enchant the food? I'm feeling incredibly satisfied and relaxed.
 * Hisame: Of course! Tea is known to calm the mind.
 * Rhajat: Well, I don't know if this is going to make my spells effective again... but at least it was delicious. Thanks, Hisame.
 * Hisame: You're welcome.

B Support
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 * Rhajat: *sigh*
 * Hisame: Rhajat? You look frustrated again. Are you still having trouble with your spells?
 * Rhajat: Actually, no. Your tea calmed me down, and I realized I was making a mistake. So my spells, curses, and hexes are just fine, thank you.
 * Hisame: That's wonderful. But then... what's the problem?
 * Rhajat: I lost one of my favorite charms... I can't find it anywhere. It's one that brings bad luck to everyone but me... so it's really important!
 * Hisame: Oh. Well, that sounds like... bad luck. Are you sure it hasn't backfired? Oh ho! Pardon the levity. Anyway, I have just the thing.
 * Rhajat: It's tea, isn't it?
 * Hisame: Yep!
 * Rhajat: Unbelievable. I remember exactly where I left it. Are you sure that your tea isn't magical in some way?
 * Hisame: It's perfectly ordinary. It's just easier to concentrate when you're relaxed, don't you think?
 * Rhajat: So you must never lose anything or have any problems at all, huh?
 * Hisame: Well... everyone has some problems. But I don like to think of myself as being relaxed most of the time. I was also lucky to grow up with a high-strung father. He taught me exactly what not to do!
 * Rhajat: Heh. Nice. You know, there's something about you. I haven't figured you out yet...
 * Hisame: What do you mean?
 * Rhajat: I mean you're more complex than most of the creeps around here. Take it as a compliment.
 * Hisame: Well, all right then.

A Support

 * Rhajat: Ahh...
 * Hisame: Rhajat! You're having tea without me?
 * Rhajat: You caught me. I just thought I should learn to brew my own, in case you're not around
 * Hisame: Well, I'm glad you're a total convert! But... does this mean we won't be having tea together anymore?
 * Rhajat: No, you're still of use to me. I can't make take as good as yours. Plus, I want to learn all your other relaxation techniques.
 * Hisame: Other techniques? I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about.
 * Rhajat: Oh, please. You're holding out on me. You're the most relaxed person I know! I want you to teach me everything. Muhahaha!
 * Hisame: Well... I'll do my best.
 * Rhajat: See that you do, Hisame...

S Support

 * Hisame: Ah, Rhajat! I've been looking for you.
 * Rhajat: What is it? Why are you all out of breath?
 * Hisame: I... uh... *ahem* Wo-would you like some tea?
 * Rhajat: No, thanks. I already had some this morning. I'm feeling as relaxed as can be.
 * Hisame: Oh, dang. I mean... great! I'm glad you're doing well.
 * Rhajat: What's with you, anyway? I've never seen you act like this before. Did someone else curse you? Just say the word, and I'll curse them back!
 * Hisame: Someone... else? I mean, no. Nobody has cursed me, as far as I know. I guess I just need to get on with it... *ahem* *cough* *cough*
 * Rhajat: Get on with... what?
 * Hisame: Hoo boy. This is definitely not relaxing. My heart is thumping and my hands are shaking...
 * Rhajat: Are you ill? I'll get the leeches.
 * Hisame: No! That's not it. I... I... I like you!
 * Rhajat: Oh?
 * Hisame: I never thought I'd just blurt it out like that... But I had to tell you. Every time we had tea together, I was desperately trying to calm myself down...
 * Rhajat: So THAT'S what was going on. Bwahaha! That's so...
 * Hisame: So... what? Pathetic? Embarrassing? What? You've got to tell me!
 * Rhajat: I was going to say cute.
 * Hisame: Oh, thank you!
 * Rhajat: No, thank you! I've been so relaxed and happy since we started sharing tea. My curses have been stronger than ever, and my mind is as sharp as a katana. In short, I'm deadlier than ever, and I love it all to you, Hisame. I want to be with you forever.
 * Hisame: Huh. Somehow I'm not any calmer than I was before you told me that...

With Percy
C Support B Support A Support
 * Hisame: *yawn* Night watch is over. Finally! I can go to bed where I belong.
 * Percy: Hey, Hisame! ...Pretty night, huh?
 * Hisame: Oh...hi, Percy *squint* Is that Ace with you? It's black as pitch out here!
 * Hisame: Shouldn't the two of you be in bed?
 * Percy: The stars were so pretty tonight. Ace and I decided to go stargazing!
 * Hisame: Ah. It is a rather dazzling display, isn't it? But dawn will be here before you know it!
 * Percy: Y-yeah... You're right... I should go to bed, I guess...
 * Hisame: Is something wrong, Percy? You're looking a little dejected.
 * Percy: Well, the truth is...I had a bad dream. I was too scared to go back to sleep.
 * Hisame: Oh. Well, why didn't you say so? If that's the case, I'll stay with you a little longer.
 * Hisame: Ace is great and all, but sometimes it's nice to have some human company too.
 * Percy: Wow. That's really nice of you, Hisame! ...Thanks.
 * Hisame: It's nothing! We've all been there, I was raised in a Deeprealm too, you know.
 * Percy: Yeah. I bet you understand what it's like to be...alone.
 * Hisame: *shrug* Loneliness? Yeah, we've got that in spades in the Deeprealm, don't we?
 * Percy: ...Thanks Hisame. I think I can fall back asleep now. I feel a lot better.
 * Hisame: Good night, Percy. G'night, Ace.
 * Hisame: Look at the time! *yawn* I better head to bed, or I'll pay for it in the morning... Wait...is that Percy again? Hey, buddy! Not having nightmares again, are you?
 * Percy: Nah! Ace and I are staying up until we see a wishing star!
 * Hisame: Do you mean a shooting star?
 * Percy: Yup! I'm gonna wish for everyone in the whole world to be happy! Cool, huh?
 * Hisame: It's generous of you to give away your wish. Don't you want to save it for yourself?
 * Percy: Hmm...I dunno. If I had one wish, I'd wanna be strong like Pop!
 * Hisame: See? Now there's a wish that's specific. You've got to give your star instruction.
 * Hisame: Wishing for "everyone in the whole world to be happy" might be a little vague.
 * Percy: OK! I've got it. I wish for everyone to be...healthy and safe!
 * Hisame: Wow! Did you see that!? A bunch of shooting stars just shot across the sky!
 * Percy: Whoa! That was amazing! Now my wish HAS to come true.
 * Hisame: Could be! I've never seen that many shooting stars all at once.
 * Hisame: That seems like a good sign, right?
 * Percy: Wish-a wish-a wishing on a star! ♪ Bring my lucky wish to me!
 * Hisame: Hey, Percy. Are you out stargazing again tonight?
 * Percy: You betcha! Seeing all those shooting stars the other night was SO amazing!
 * Hisame: It was pretty special, wasn't it? Of course, it doesn't hurt that your wish came true.
 * Percy: Huh?
 * Hisame: You haven't heard? People are reporting the most miraculous stories now!
 * Percy: Really?! Like what?
 * Hisame: I just heard about a huge battle where everyone escaped without a scratch.
 * Hisame: Arrows were changing directions midflight! The enemies freaked out and ran away!
 * Hisame: One guy was...uh...attacked by a bear, but a...bunny rescued him just in time!
 * Percy: WOW! My wish really DID come true!
 * Hisame: Well, it's about time you shared some of your good luck with the rest of us.
 * Hisame: Now, we'll never have to worry again!
 * Percy: I hate to break it to you, Hisame, but wishing isn't an excuse to slack off.
 * Percy: Pop warned me if I always rely on my luck, then I'll never acquire true strength.
 * Hisame: Wow, Percy. That's very insightful of you...and your father.
 * Hisame: I should hang around you more often and see if any of that wisdom rubs off on me.
 * Percy: Haha! That goes both ways, Hisame! You're pretty smart too.
 * Hisame: Well, you and I should stick together as comrades then.
 * Percy: C-comrades...? Wha?
 * Hisame: Sorry, guess I got a little fancy on you there. Let's try cronies...or...teammates...?
 * Percy: Oh...you mean friends? Count me in, Hisame!