Fates Supports/Selena Caeldori(PC)
Caeldori: Hm...the advance troops have just received fresh recruits, so they'll be needing tents. And a larger shipment of grain. Have the quartermaster make the arrangements.
Hoshidan: Would you also like him to resume his duties managing the arms and ammunition?
Caeldori: No, I will continue to oversee the armory personally. On that note, please go to the smiths and requisition the items on this list. Delivery is expected within the fortnight.
Hoshidan: Yes, milady. Right away, milady.
Selena: Heehee. Yup. Just like him.
Caeldori: Mother! What can I do for you?
Selena: I'd heard the supply division was short- handed and thought I could help out. But it looks like you've got it all under control. Whoever appointed you really knew what they were doing, huh? This job's a perfect fit for a workhorse like you.
Caeldori: You flatter me, but I've got plenty of room for improvement yet. I'm still very new to this kind of work.
Selena: No need to be so modest! So, what can I help you with?
Caeldori: Thank you, Mother. I appreciate the offer, truly, but I have nothing for you to do. All I've left is the inventory.
Selena: Then I'll help with that. With an army this size, taking inventory must take some time. Far more than one person can handle, at least.
Caeldori: Well, see, about that—
Selena: Here, let me see the inventory list. We just have to confirm the numbers match, right?
Caeldori: I— Hey! Would you please give that back? It's very important.
Selena: Huh? This isn't an inventory. What is it? Some kind of map?
Caeldori: Er, yes, something like that. It's a plan for the armory I drew up a little while ago. If the supplies are stored according to the plan, they can be counted very easily. It takes a fraction of the time and...only one person. I'm sorry, Mother.
Selena: I see... Are you certain there's nothing else I could do?
Caeldori: Um...well... Oh! I prepared some tea earlier! You should have a seat and help yourself to a cup! It's right over there. In the corner.
Selena: O-OK. (Huh. I'd forgotten what it was like to feel so...useless.) (And this time at the hands of my own daughter, no less.)
Caeldori: Huh? Did you say something, Mother?
Selena: N-no. It's nothing.
Caeldori: All right, these crates are fully loaded. Have we moved the damaged weapons yet?
Hoshidan: Yes, milady. They are en route to the smiths as we speak.
Caeldori: Good. Then all that is left is to deliver the new ones to the front. See to it.
Hoshidan: It shall be done, milady.
Caeldori: Wah! M-Mother! I didn't see you there! Is there any reason you were lurking in the shadows?
Selena: Oh, no. I was just watching you work and didn't want to interrupt.
Caeldori: ...Is something wrong? You seem a little off today.
Selena: Oh, no. I just swung by to help out, but it looks like you still don't need any. I'm impressed with you, though. No hesitation. Precise orders. Singular focus. In fact, you were so impressive, I had absolutely no advice to offer you. So I guess I'll just sit right over here and drink my tea while you work. Again. *siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip*
Selena: You really have a lot of your father in you, don't you? Smarts, charisma, beauty. You've got all his gifts. And all of my mother's gifts as well... Maybe it skips a generation.
Caeldori: Mother, that's— You—
Selena: It's fine. Don't worry. This isn't the first time I've felt this way. And besides, what kind of mother would I be if I were sad that you inherited talent? It's a good thing. Even if you didn't get it from me. Now, I should head out. I don't want to get in your way. Keep up the good work!
Caeldori: Mother! Oh, pig's liver! She's gone.
Caeldori: There you are, Mother!
Selena: Oh, hello, Caeldori.
Caeldori: Do you have some time? I wanted to speak to you about something.
Selena: Uh—of course. Sure. What is it?
Caeldori: Well, the last time we talked, you said that I was just like Father. But I don't think that's true. Fighting, riding, speaking—it all comes to him as naturally as breathing. I'm not like that.
Selena: What do you mean?
Caeldori: I mean that...I have never seen Father work hard at anything. But I have seen you do so. I know that you trained for years to acquire your skills. It was your work ethic that gave me the courage to improve myself. You made me understand that I didn't need to be naturally perfect to succeed in life. So thank you, Mother. I would not be who I am without you.
Selena: I... You...you big, dumb— Oh gods, I'm going to— *sniffle* *sob* You look just like my mother, you know that? Identical. From head to toe. And what you said just now... It threw me. It's taken me a while, but I'm beginning to realize you are truly two different people. And I've been holding things against you unfairly. Things meant for her. I'm sorry for the way I've been acting. You don't deserve this. And...neither did my mother. Can you...forgive me?
Caeldori: Of course, Mother. I love you. Just, please, never think that you aren't as important a part of me as Father. Or anyone else. OK?
Selena: OK... I promise. I'll never say anything like that again. After all, you're just like me: you're a genius of hard work. Thank you. For everything. I am so proud to have a daughter like you.