Fates Supports/Kagero Rhajat(PC)
Kagero: Rhajat, I need to speak with you.
Rhajat: Ah, hello, Mother. Why are you making that scary face? Did I do something?
Kagero: I feel awkward bringing this up all of a sudden. But I must ask you a question. Please, be honest with me.
Rhajat: O-OK... What is it?
Kagero: 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.
Kagero: Some of them have come to me to complain about you.
Rhajat: Why would they do that? I just complied with their request...
Kagero: Supposedly, there has been a bizarre outbreak of some illness... 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...
Kagero: These villagers, they suspect you. They claim that your spell has brought evil to their home. I obviously don't believe them. I know you would never hurt anybody. But I need to know what kind of enchantment you used. We have to find a way to make them better. Otherwise, they will just grow more and more suspicious of you.
Rhajat: Those villagers will be wary of me regardless of what I do. Maybe it doesn't really matter...
Kagero: Rhajat... What do you mean by that?
Rhajat: It's just complicated, Mother. You shouldn't involve yourself in this. No good will come of it.
Kagero: Now wait a moment. Don't leave!
Kagero: This is exhausting. But I have to push myself a bit further. I'd better head out.
Rhajat: Greetings, Mother...
Kagero: Rhajat! You snuck up on me.
Rhajat: That bag is awfully large. What have you been getting up to?
Kagero: I was just heading out to...shop.
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.
Kagero: No, really, I'm fine. Please, don't worry.
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?
Kagero: 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?
Kagero: Of course not.
Rhajat: Then what is driving you to help them?
Kagero: I'm aiding the villagers because I wish to alleviate their suffering in any way I can. This has nothing to do with you. Please, don't be upset.
Rhajat: You didn't have to sneak around behind my back though...
Kagero: I'm sorry. Listen, I really need to head into town. The villagers are waiting on me. I hope you understand.
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.
Kagero: Very well. Please, come and speak to me when you're ready to talk.
Rhajat: Thank you, Mother.
Rhajat: Here, Mother. I wanted to show you what I've been working on.
Kagero: What is this herb, Rhajat? I don't believe I've seen it before. Are you going to use it 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...
Kagero: 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...
Kagero: 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.
Kagero: Why didn't you try to explain this situation 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.
Kagero: You are a strange child, 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.
Kagero: Of course, you're right. Let's go, Rhajat. There's no time to waste.