Fates Supports/Hana Rhajat(PC)
C Support
Hana: Rhajat, we need to talk.
Rhajat: Ah, hello, Mother. Why are you making that scary face?
Hana: I have to ask you something very important. Please, be honest with me.
Rhajat: O-OK... What is it?
Hana: I heard that you gathered some villagers and cast a spell on them recently. Is that true?
Rhajat: They wanted me to perform a good-luck ritual for their upcoming harvest. I didn't really want to, but they were so insistent that I gave in eventually.
Hana: Those villagers have been complaining about you.
Rhajat: Why would they do that? I just complied with their request.
Hana: Supposedly, some of the people affected by your spell have grown ill... They've never seen anything like it before.
Rhajat: I don't know why that would be. But sometimes even benign magic can have unintended side effects...
Hana: These villagers suspect you, Rhajat. They think your magic is responsible for what's happening to them. Naturally, I know you would never want to hurt anyone. But I need you to tell me what happened so we can sort out this situation. I don't want them to keep being suspicious of you.
Rhajat: Those villagers will be wary of me regardless of what I do. Maybe it doesn't really matter...
Hana: What is that supposed to mean?
Rhajat: It's just complicated, Mother. You shouldn't involve yourself in this. No good will come of it.
(Rhajat leaves)
Hana: R-Rhajat! Hey, wait a second!
B Support
Hana: Phew... I'm so tired. But I must stand firm. I think I have everything. Time to head out!
Rhajat: Greetings, Mother...
Hana: R-Rhajat! You startled me.
Rhajat: That's an awfully large bag. What have you been getting up to?
Hana: Huh? I'm just... Shopping! That's right, I'm just going out to shop for a bit.
Rhajat: I know things have been crazy lately, but you look really tired. Why don't you rest? I'd be more than happy to go shopping for you.
Hana: Oh, I'm perfectly fine! Don't trouble yourself.
Rhajat: Is this supposed shopping trip just a ruse? You're only leaving the house now, and yet that bag is filled to the brim already. You were planning to assist those sick villagers, weren't you?
Hana: Wh-what do you mean?
Rhajat: I am keenly aware of the events unfolding around me. Do you feel obliged to come to their aid because they blame me?
Hana: That's not it at all.
Rhajat: Then what is driving you to help them?
Hana: Because I can't stand by while people are suffering around me. That's just who I am. It doesn't have anything to do with you. So relax.
Rhajat: You didn't have to sneak around behind my back though...
Hana: I'm sorry. Listen, I have to get going. The villagers are waiting on these supplies.
Rhajat: Wait... I know that I'm not responsible for this illness. I'll be able to explain everything soon. But I need a little more time.
Hana: All right. You just come and talk to me whenever you're ready.
Rhajat: Thank you, Mother.
A Support
Rhajat: Here, Mother. I wanted to show you what I've been working on.
Hana: Oh my... Is that some sort of rare medicinal herb? I've never seen this before. Will it work on the villagers' illness?
Rhajat: Yes. It took longer than I would have liked to mature. I even had to use a bit of light magic to encourage the herb's growth. If I could have brought it to you sooner, I would have. I just needed to make sure it worked first. I'm sorry...
Hana: How did you come up with this cure?
Rhajat: It took some time. When the villagers asked me to cast a spell for them, I noticed something strange... There were several people who were coughing profusely. A few of them also looked quite pale...
Hana: So the villagers were already sick before you even cast that spell!
Rhajat: Yes, exactly. I had heard that there was a rare herb that naturally fights illness. I managed to track down some seeds and got to sprouting them right away.
Hana: Why didn't you try to explain yourself to the villagers? I bet there never would have been any suspicion if you had spoken up.
Rhajat: My sole concern wasn't their perception of me. It was their health. The most important thing was to find a cure before the sickness got out of control. All I really cared about was you trusting me.
Hana: Oh, you stubborn girl!
Rhajat: Um, why are you hugging me? We need to get this herb to the villagers right away.
Hana: Yes. Of course, you're right. We have to run and cure that illness. Come on, Rhajat!
Rhajat: All right, Mother.
