Fates Supports/Avatar(M) Gunter
C Support
Avatar: Hello, Gunter. What are you up to today?
Gunter: Ah, greetings, Lord Avatar.
Avatar: What's that in your hand, Gunter? It looks like a piece of paper...covered in black circles on one side?
Gunter: Oh, you saw this? Don't worry yourself over it. It is nothing important. Just a relic from the past.
Avatar: A relic...from a past filled with black circles?
Gunter: Just an odd hobby of mine, milord. Nothing more.
Avatar: I see... Honestly, I didn't think serious old Gunter would have any strange hobbies.
Gunter: Even at my age, I still hold a surprise or two.
Avatar: It does seem so! Hmmm, now that I think about it, though... I recall some of the fortress residents talking about you behaving oddly...
Gunter: Hahaha, you were so young then. How do you even remember that?
Avatar: It's one of the few memories I have from my early years... No one would say such things about you now, of course.
Gunter: Indeed, that is true. How much of your younger days do you remember, Lord Avatar?
Avatar: Not a lot at all, I'm afraid.
Gunter: It is possible that that is for the best...
Avatar: Gunter?
B Support
Avatar: Hello, Gunter...
Gunter: Ah, Lord Avatar. What's the matter?
Avatar: I searched my memories and recalled some of what the servants used to say about you.
Gunter: Oh? What did you remember?
Avatar: I remember them talking about some of the things you used to do. One such thing was wandering the fortress late at night.
Gunter: Ah yes, I recall doing that. What else did they speak of?
Avatar: It had to do with your meals...
Gunter: Oh...
Avatar: They talked about how you'd often request two or more portions at mealtime. But you'd never finish either and would end up taking some back to your quarters. And despite this extra food, you'd do the same thing the next meal, too. So, wandering around rather than sleeping, and forgetting how much food you had... It was actually a bit worrying to remember this, you know.
Gunter: There is nothing to worry about, milord. I do not have those habits any longer.
Avatar: Really? They've simply gone away?
Gunter: Indeed.
Avatar: Gunter, I get the feeling you are hiding something from me. And I suspect it has something to do with that paper you were holding the other day.
Gunter: Milord, I appreciate your concern, but there are some things I want to keep to myself.
Avatar: If you insist, Gunter... I'm sorry. I feel like I may have brought up something I shouldn't have.
Gunter: No need to apologize. Perhaps someday we may talk about it.
Avatar: But not today?
Gunter: Some other time. When we do, it will be a long conversation.
Avatar: Oh. All right. Well, I'll make sure to set aside plenty of time.
A Support
Gunter: Milord, I asked you here because I've decided to explain my old habits.
Avatar: Oh? I'm all ears!
Gunter: You may not remember, but you were very shy when you were first brought to Nohr. Because of how King Garon regarded you, you were treated like a prisoner. Including your diet. I was charged with your care, but the king would not let me improve your situation. I was forced to take matters into my own hands, starting with your meals.
Avatar: Wait, are you saying that the food you brought back to your quarters...?
Gunter: Indeed. I couldn't stand to see you suffer on third- rate leftovers. When you took that first bite of fresh bread, well... I nearly cried at the smile on your face.
Avatar: What about your random wanderings around the fortress?
Gunter: I could tell when I would visit you that you were not sleeping all that well. Whenever I could, I would make my way to your quarters after hours. I'd read stories to you until you fell asleep, then watch over you as you slept. It looked like I was wandering because no one at the fort could risk the king's anger. They would have reported my visits had they seen me come directly to you.
Avatar: I had no idea, Gunter... But wait—what were the black circles for?
Gunter: That day when I brought you bread for the first time... It was also the first time I saw you smile since you arrived in Nohr. I resolved to keep track of each time I saw you smile. For some reason I can't imagine, I decided to do that by drawing a circle each time. Of course, I don't have to anymore. You're almost always smiling these days.
Avatar: You know, Gunter, hearing all this... It helps me understand why I care about you. You've always been like a father to me, and now I know where that comes from. Thank you, Gunter. You've done so much for me. I don't think I'll ever be able to repay you in full.
Gunter: I have one suggestion, milord. Give me a reason to draw one last big circle.
Avatar: How would I do that?
Gunter: It's simple. Bring an end to this war. Then you'll smile your biggest smile yet.
Avatar: All right, Gunter. I believe I can honor your request.
Gunter: Thank you, Lord Avatar.
