Fates Supports/Hinoka Rhajat(PC)
Hinoka: Rhajat, we need to talk.
Rhajat: Hello, Mother. Why are you making that scary face? Did I do something?
Hinoka: I have to ask you something important. Please, answer me honestly.
Rhajat: O-OK... What is it?
Hinoka: Did you cast a spell on a group of villagers recently?
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.
Hinoka: A mysterious illness has been spreading throughout the village. It's something they've never seen before.
Rhajat: I don't know why that would be. But sometimes even benign magic can have unintended side effects...
Hinoka: I know that you would never set out to harm anyone. But you have to tell me more about this enchantment. If it had something to do with their illness, we need to find a way to counter the effect. I don't want the villagers to be scared of you based off some rumor.
Rhajat: Those villagers will be wary of me regardless of what I do. Maybe it doesn't really matter...
Hinoka: 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.
Hinoka: H-hey, wait! Come back!
Hinoka: Phew... This is exhausting. I think I have everything I need. I should get going.
Rhajat: Greetings, Mother.
Hinoka: Rhajat! Don't sneak up on me like that.
Rhajat: That bag is awfully large. What have you been getting up to?
Hinoka: Oh, I was just heading out to do some shopping. That's all.
Rhajat: I know things have been crazy lately, but you look exhausted. Why don't you rest? I can take care of the shopping.
Hinoka: I'm fine, really. Don't worry about me. I can handle a trip to the market.
Rhajat: Is this supposed shopping trip just a ruse? You're only now leaving the house, and yet that bag is filled to the brim. You were planning to assist those sick villagers, weren't you?
Hinoka: How did you know that?
Rhajat: I have a keen awareness of events unfolding around me. Do you feel obliged to come to their aid because they blame me?
Hinoka: Of course not. You don't understand.
Rhajat: Then what is driving you to help them?
Hinoka: I can't just sit around while people are suffering. I don't think that you would ever want to harm anybody. My actions have nothing to do with you.
Rhajat: You didn't have to sneak around behind my back though...
Hinoka: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to deceive you. I really must be going. The villagers are waiting for 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...
Hinoka: I trust you. Just come and find me when you're ready to talk.
Rhajat: Thank you for understanding, Mother.
Rhajat: Here, Mother. I wanted to show you what I've been working on.
Hinoka: Is that some kind of medicinal herb? I don't recognize it. Can it be used to cure the villagers?
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...
Hinoka: How did you discover 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...
Hinoka: So they 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.
Hinoka: Why didn't you explain yourself? No one would have spread those rumors if you'd just said something.
Rhajat: My sole concern wasn't their perception of me. It was their health. I had to find a cure before the sickness got out of control. All I really cared about was you trusting me.
Hinoka: You can be such a headstrong girl!
Rhajat: Um, why are you hugging me? We need to get this herb to the villagers right away.
Hinoka: I'm very proud of you, Rhajat.
Rhajat: Ow, Mother. Let me go already. It hurts when you squeeze me so tightly! Listen, you should help me turn this herb into a tea. That way we can distribute it quickly.
Hinoka: You're right. Let's go!