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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: At once, milady. Would you like him to resume his duties managing the armory?

Caeldori: No. I will continue to oversee the armory personally. On that note, please go to the smiths and issue a requisition for the items on this list. Delivery is expected within the fortnight.

Hoshidan: Yes, milady. Right away, milady.

(Hoshidan leaves)

Avatar: Well, you've certainly been busy, haven't you?

Caeldori: Mother! How can I help you?

Avatar: I heard the supply division was short- handed and thought I could help. But it looks like you've got it all under control! Whoever appointed you really knew what they were doing.

Caeldori: You flatter me, but I've got plenty of room to improve yet. I'm still very new to this kind of work.

Avatar: Oh, you're just being modest. Now, how can I be of service?

Caeldori: Thank you, Mother. I appreciate the offer, truly, but I have nothing for you to do. All I've left is the inventory.

Avatar: You were planning on doing the inventory for the entire army by yourself? Nonsense! It will go much faster with two people. Or more, if we can find them.

Caeldori: Well, see, about that—

Avatar: Here, let me see the list. We just need to make sure the numbers match, right?

Caeldori: I— Er. Please give that back. It's important.

Avatar: Hm? This isn't an inventory. What is it? A floor plan?

Caeldori: Yes, essentially. 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.

Avatar: I see. Very good! So...you're sure there's nothing else I can do?

Caeldori: Um... Oh! I prepared some tea earlier! If you'd like, you may certainly help yourself to some! It's over there. In the corner.

Avatar: O-oh. OK. (I've never felt so useless before. Well. Um. That's OK. This is all right. This is fine.) (I'll just sit back, take a break, and sip some tea. Yeah.)

Caeldori: Huh? Did you say something, Mother?

Avatar: N-nope! Nothing. Nothing at all.

B Support

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 will be done, milady.

(Hoshidan leaves)

Avatar: ...Hello.

Caeldori: Wah! M-Mother! I didn't see you! Wait, what are you even doing?! It isn't safe to hide in there, you know. We put weapons in those barrels.

Avatar: Oh, sorry. I was just watching you work and didn't want to interrupt.

Caeldori: ...Is something wrong? You seem a little off today.

Avatar: Oh, no. I'm fine! I just came by to offer my help again, but it looks like you still don't need any. I'm impressed, though. No hesitation. Precise, rapid orders. Intense focus. In fact, you were so impressive, I had absolutely nothing to offer. So I guess I'll just sit back in this corner and drink my tea while you work. Again. *siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip*

Caeldori: Mother...

Avatar: You really take after your father, don't you? Intelligence, charisma, beauty... You've got all his gifts. I suppose there's not all that much of your mother in you though, huh? Heehee.

Caeldori: I— Mother, you—

Avatar: Oh, hush, Caeldori. It's a good thing. Really. It is. Now, I guess there's not much point in me tarrying here, so I think I'll be going. Keep up the good work! I'm very proud of you!

(Avatar leaves)

Caeldori: Mother! Oh, pumpersnickles! She's gone.

A Support

Caeldori: There you are, Mother!

Avatar: Oh, um. Hi, Caeldori.

Caeldori: Do you have some time? I wanted to speak to you about something.

Avatar: Yes, of course, dear. What's the matter?

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.

Avatar: What do you mean? You're an incredibly talented warrior. And I don't think this army's ever seen such a capable administrator!

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. Everything I have achieved, I have done through hard work. Not natural genius. So thank you, Mother. I would not be who I am without you.

Avatar: No, thank you. It makes me very happy to hear you say that. I— *sniffle* Oh gods. I don't know what to say.

Caeldori: There's no need to say anything. Just, please, never think you are any less important a part of me than Father, OK?

Avatar: Yes, of course. I'm sorry. I won't ever say something like that again. Caeldori...I am so very lucky to have such a wonderful daughter.