Grace/Supports

* **Chase**: Oh, you know that's my favorite activity. Watching people do weird shit and snarking about it is such a great way to wind down after a long day.

* **Grace**: Plus, we get to check out some cute guys.

* **Chase**: That too, I guess. Isn't it kind of hard to do that after, you know...?

* **Grace**: Eh, not so much. You know what they say: just because I'm on a diet doesn't mean I can't check out the menu.

* **Chase**: It's only easy for you because George isn't around.

* **Grace**: Nah, he doesn't care. Even if he was here, he doesn't care unless I do something about it, which I never do.

* **Chase**: Okay, if you say so. I'll have to ask George what he thinks about it next time I'm in Waydrn.

* **Grace**: I guarantee you you'll get the same answer.

* **Chase**: If you say so. Now let's go check out some guy—er, people watch, shall we?

* **Grace**: Let's!

## Grace and Daniel

### C Support

* **Grace**: Hey there Daniel!

* **Daniel**: Oh, hi. What's up?

* **Grace**: I wanted to ask you something.

* **Daniel**: Oh sure thing. Go right on ahead.

* **Grace**: How do you know George?

* **Daniel**: Why do you ask?

* **Grace**: Because me and George are...very close and I'm curious.

* **Daniel**: I see. Well, George and I became friends shortly after May died. Florence and Knifez hired a bunch of new guards and I was one of them. George really like me really fast for some reason and decided I would be the perfect spy to send in.

* **Grace**: Oh, wow. How'd he figure that out so soon?

* **Daniel**: I'm not entirely sure myself...George works in mysterious ways.

* **Grace**: That he does.

* **Daniel**: Grace, you're checking out on me.

* **Grace**: Oh, heh. Sorry. Got lost in my thoughts.

* **Daniel**: I'm sure you did.

## Grace and George

### C Support

* **George**: And sha-ZAM! Ah ha ha ha ha! No more internal organs for you, mister! Or miss...wait, it doesn't matter anymore!

* **Grace**: George, what are you doing? I heard you casting spells. Is something wrong? Did someone sneak into camp?

* **George**: Nope, I was just practicing.

* **Grace**: Practicing...how? Kind of hard to curse a training dummy.

* **George**: I know. That's why I used this raccoon instead.

* **Grace**: Oh my god! George, that poor animal did nothing to you!

* **George**: Psh, of course it did. It, uh, stole my...socks.

* **Grace**: That's not okay! I thought you were better than that.

* **George**: Alright, alright. Next time I'll practice on something less innocent. Like a wasp. Fuck those guys.

* **Grace**: THANK you.

### B Support

* **Grace**: Hey George, how's your practice been going?

* **George**: It sucks. I've completely run out of targets to practice on!

* **Grace**: Oh, that is too bad.

* **George**: It's a good thing you found me, though. I have a proposition for you.

* **Grace**: GEORGE NO I CAN'T MARRY YOU WE'RE TOO YOUNG!

* **George**: ...I said proposition, not proposal.

* **Grace**: OH...I mean, oh. Hee hee, maybe I should have listened better.

* **George**: Anyway, how about you heal the things I practice my curses on? That way you get that mad EXP healing stuff while I don't have to keep looking for test subjects.

* **Grace**: Sounds like a plan. But, what do we test?

* **George**: Hmmm...Maybe next time someone nets a bear I can take it!

* **Grace**: You want to practice cursing a BEAR? Let's try something smaller. Like a bee.

* **George**: But bees are essential to our ecosystem!

* **Grace**: Bears will rip your legs off!

* **George**: ...Let's agree on wasps again.

* **Grace:** Good idea.

### A Support

* **George**: And...HAH! Say goodbye to half of your motor functions, you jerk. Grace, this crow could use a pick-me-up.

* **Grace**: Sure...

* **George**: What's the matter? You don't seem as into it as you were.

* **Grace**: It's just that...I'm starting to feel guilty about helping you make all these innocent animals' lives miserable. What did they ever do to you?

* **George**: Oh, I see. Grace, listen. When you're a rad dark mage like myself, you learn to let this whole “guilt” thing leave your vocabulary. Why, back when I started, I felt miserable about just killing a man, but now, I'm disappointed if that's all I do to him. I think my favorite one was when I cursed some dude to forever violently shit himself every time he said the word “meat” and every variation thereof.

* **Grace**: Yeah, but those are people who are actually bad. Not animals who don't know what they're getting themselves into.

* **George**: I can see your point.

* **Grace**: Maybe next time we can get a war prisoner and use him or her?

* **George**: That is an excellent idea, Grace! I love your line of thinking.

* **Grace**: ….

* **George**: Grace?

* **Grace**: Oh, what? Sorry, you lost me at I love you.

* **George**: ...What?

* **Grace**: Nothing!

### S Support

* **George**: Hey, Grace. I need to talk to you!

* **Grace**: Is it time to do more curse practice?

* **George**: Nah, not this time. I actually have a present for you today.

* **Grace**: I love presents! What is it?

* **George**: Here. I made this ring special for you.

* **Grace**: It's...nice? Okay, I can't even pretend to not be disgusted by this ring. It's all sticky and red and gross.

* **George**: I made it special! It's my one-of-a-kind Squirrel-finger ring!

* **Grace**: EEEK! SQUIRREL FINGERS?

* **George**: Ah ha ha! Funny, isn't it?

* **Grace**: More like disgusting! What did we say about making innocent animals suffer?

* **George**: In my defense, I've had that one made for a while. It could have smelled a lot worse if it wasn't for those spells I worked to slow the decomposition rate.

* **Grace**: Why do you have a squirrel-finger ring just lying around?

* **George**: For a joke like that!

* **Grace**: This present isn't as much fun as I thought it would be...

* **George**: Oh, fine. I'll give you the real present.

* **Grace**: There's an actual present involved?

* **George**: Of course there is! Here, have this.

* **Grace**: Oh, what a beautiful, actual ring that doesn't make me want to take like, five showers! Where'd you get it?

* **George**: Don't worry, no dark magics were involved.

* **Grace**: That's a relief. So why are you giving me a ring, again?

* **George**: You know, judging one of your outbursts in an earlier conversation, I figured you'd have caught on to what's going on by now...

* **Grace**: ...Oh! Oh my god, George, are you proposing?

* **George**: Now you got it!

* **Grace**: But...why me?

* **George**: Because everyone else just kind of treats me like a joke. Sure I make jokes, but I'm more than that creepy one-note dark mage. You're one of the few people who treats me like I'm my own person and looks past my dumb jokes and demented obsession with cursing people. And I really appreciate that, so I'd like to spend forever with that.

* **Grace**: How adorable! I'd love to marry you Geo—

* **George**: Plus, Knifez seems more like a lone wolf, so you're a good second.

* **Grace**: ...You just killed the moment.

* **George**: Oh, you know I kid! Grace...? Hey, come back!

## Grace and Joanne

### C Support

* **Joanne**: Hey Grace, can you help me out?

* **Grace**: What do you need? You don't look injured.

* **Joanne**: Nah, I'm not hurt.

* **Grace**: So what do you need help with? I'm not good for much else, unless you want to use my axe to cut firewood.

* **Joanne**: Ha ha, nah. I just need help keeping my mind off of things.

* **Grace**: Sounds like you need a friend.

* **Joanne**: Yeah, sounds about right. Everyone else seemed busy, so I came to you.

* **Grace**: Well, I was actually just about to get to the sick tent to help some people with their illnesses.

* **Joanne**: Oh...Okay, I guess I'll leave.

* **Grace**: No, no. I prescribed you a friend and you can't ignore doctor's orders. Why don't you come with me? Maybe I can show you some of the ropes of being a healer.

* **Joanne**: You would do that?

* **Grace**: Of course! Let's go take a look at some sick people.

* **Joanne**: Okay! Thanks so much.

## Grace and Pika

### C Support

* **Pika**: Hey Grace!

* **Grace**: Pika. It's been a while. What do you need?

* **Pika**: Oh, I don't need anything. We just never talk, so I wanted to change that.

* **Grace**: We never talk because you never get injured.

* **Pika**: Well, I am an archer. We tend to stay out of the direct action, so I don't get hurt very much.

* **Grace**: Fair point. Thanks for coming to see me, Pika. People don't usually do that unless they're injured.

* **Pika**: Yeah, that's what I thought. That is exactly why I sought you out. Let's hang out, yeah?

* **Grace**: That sounds lovely! Let's do it.

* **Pika**: …

* **Grace**: ...Oh, you meant right now?

* **Pika**: Of course I meant right now, silly.

* **Grace**: Alright, let's go.

## Grace and Signele

### C Support

* **Grace**: Okay, you should be good to go.

* **Signele**: Thanks Grace! You're a lifesaver.

* **Grace**: Psh, your wounds weren't even that...hey, whoa, hold your horses. What the hell happened here?

* **Signele**: Oh, what, those things?

* **Grace**: These are some nasty looking scars! What happened to you?

* **Signele**: It's nothing. Don't worry about it. They're far too old to bother yourself with

* **Grace**: Do you want me to heal them? I can take care of old scars too, you know.

* **Signele**: No no, it's fine. I don't want to bother you.

* **Grace**: It's no bother at all. Trust me. I can take care of these.

* **Signele**: Don't. I'm fine. Promise.

* **Grace**: You sure?

* **Signele**: Ack, don't poke them!

* **Grace**: They're still sore? Whoa! Dude, you need these looked at. What did you even do to get these?

* **Signele**: No more questions, please. I'm leaving now.

* **Grace**: Okay...bye? Hmm, those scars looked pretty old...could they be from...?

## Grace and Augustus

### C Support

* **Grace**: Aw, look at you, swinging that big scary axe around like there’s invisible monsters around. It’s adorable.

* **Augustus**: There are several things wrong with what you just said, but I’ll let them slide. How’s it going, mom?

* **Grace**: It was going fine until I said anything. Just…keep doing your pretend attacking thing.

* **Augustus**: I don’t like that tone of voice. Something the matter?

* **Grace**: Nothing at all.

* **Augustus**: If I’m not mistaken, you so just sniffled.

* **Grace**: No way!

* **Augustus**: Moooooom, tell me what’s wrooooong.

* **Grace**: …Why don’t you fling spells at everyone like your dad?

* **Augustus**: Because magic isn’t my thing. Is it bugging you that I’m not exactly like he is?

* **Grace**: Not bugging me, just making me a bit sad.

* **Augustus**: Mom, trust me, you don’t want to see me try and use magic. I’m horrendous. When he’d get bored of teaching me jokes, my dad would hand me a tome and ask me to curse something.

* **Grace**: He did?

* **Augustus**: Yup. And it always went bad. One time, I missed my target completely and hit a poor innocent squirrel. Oh how it shrieked in pain until someone kil—

* **Grace**: Okay, thanks for the mental image. Forget I ever brought up you using magic. You’re fine the way you are. Leaving now, love you!!

* **Augustus**: —and that was when I learned how to make rings from their fingers and…wait, where’d you go? Mom?

### B Support

* **Augustus**: Mom, I think I need to talk to you.

* **Grace**: Why do you think that?

* **Augustus**: I've, well, seen you spying on me.

* **Grace**: Me? Spying on you? That's funny.

* **Augustus**: You made it really obvious when you started cheering for me when I was talking to a village girl.

* **Grace**: She looked interested.

* **Augustus**: Mom. No.

* **Grace**: Okay, I'll stop watching you do stuff. Sorry for trying to be a cool mom.

* **Augustus**: No one ever said you weren't a cool mom.

* **Grace**: Yeah, but…

* **Augustus**: And besides, I know why you're watching me. It's got nothing to do with ladies or you being a cool mom.

* **Grace**: Y-you do?

* **Augustus**: Oh yeah. You've made it totally clear.

* **Grace**: ……

* **Augustus**: I'm not going to do it when I know you're watching.

* **Grace**: What?

* **Augustus**: You want me to crack into some of those jokes I've been raised to tell. And you'll just have to wait for them like everyone else.

* **Grace**: But that's…you know what? No. That's right. I'll be patient.

* **Augustus**: Great! That went better than I expected! You're a great mom, you know that? Just don't spy on me for my jokes!

* **Grace**: (I'm spying to see you try and use magic, you silly boy.)

* **Augustus**: Huh?

* **Grace**: Nothing, nothing!

### A Support

* **Augustus**: Mom. I see you.

* **Grace**: Well, yeah, it's not like I'm trying to be sneaky today.

* **Augustus**: I thought I told you not to spy on me anymore, and that I'd tell you all the jokes you'd like.

* **Grace**: You did, and that's great!

* **Augustus**: So are you wanting jokes, or…?

* **Grace**: Not exactly. Because I never wanted them to begin with.

* **Augustus**: You mean you weren't following me like a shadow to watch me be like my dad?

* **Grace**: That's actually WHY I was following you.

* **Augustus**: So now that I want to tell you jokes because I've got some time to kill, you don't want to hear them? That doesn't make sense.

* **Grace**: It's not about the jokes. I'm more than happy that you inherited your father's sense of humor, but it's not about that.

* **Augustus**: Then what is it about?

* **Grace**: I just sort of hoped that I'd get to see you at least try to be like him in regards to your fighting style…

* **Augustus**: I've said it before, I'm no good with magic. I'd love to be more like my dad, but I can't exactly pick up a tome and start flinging spells. Not in my blood.

* **Grace**: But it is in your blood.

* **Augustus**: That's a technicality. You know what is more in my blood though?

* **Grace**: \*sigh\* Your father's sense of humor.

* **Augustus**: My mother's incredible strength. Which is why I took up axes over tomes. Much scarier to hit people with.

* **Grace**: Wait…really?

* **Augustus**: Hell yeah! And until my dying day, whenever that might be, I'm going to be as great of a warrior as both my parents, but especially my mother who raised me to be as fierce as she is.