Aimee/Supports

* **Aimee**: Sure thing. I know seeing me must still be a real surprise for you.

* **Amanda**: Oh yeah! And seeing me would be one too, right?

* **Aimee**: …I don’t think so.

* **Amanda**: Ri-i-ight. Sight references. Not okay.

* **Aimee**: I’m used to them, sadly. And besides, seeing you isn’t a surprise, it’s really just being with you again that is.

* **Amanda**: What do you mean?

* **Aimee**: You, er, other you? would send me pictures every so often when I was in training, so I could always bring you close enough to see your face.

* **Amanda**: Aw that’s cu—wait, you were sent away?

* **Aimee**: Chose to go. Thought it was best for me.

* **Amanda**: I don’t understand how I would allow that…or how your dad would allow it either.

* **Aimee**: It was a tough time. You both had other things to focus on. Didn’t need you losing your life trying to protect me when I could just learn to protect myself.

* **Amanda**: But you can’t really do that, can you?

* **Aimee**: I made it through my training without any issues, so I so can.

* **Amanda**: Okay, well, that answers, like, a couple of my questions, but—hey now, where are you going? Or, uh, trying to go?

* **Aimee**: Elsewhere. Bet there’s someone else wanting to play questions with me too. Bye.

* **Amanda**: Gosh, wish I knew what her problem there was. She seemed fine until I doubted her healing ability. But I’m a healer, I know what it takes to do the job. Someone who can’t see her way around can’t do it, can they?

### B Support

* **Aimee**: Mom. You asked me questions before, now I’m going to ask them to you.

* **Amanda**: Er, okay, I guess. What are you going to—

* **Aimee**: Stand right there. Don’t move.

* **Amanda**: Why?

* **Aimee**: I can see your face clearly if you’re right there and I’m right here.

* **Amanda**: Ah, that makes sense.

* **Aimee**: …Gods, Mom, you’re so young compared to my mom. So young and so beautiful.

* **Amanda**: Thanks? What are you going to ask me, now that you’re flattering me like this?

* **Aimee**: Right! I was! I need to know a thing about you, that MY you wouldn’t ever tell me even though she’d mention it all the time.

* **Amanda**: And what’s that?

* **Aimee**: When you got stabbed, did you almost die?

* **Amanda**: Did I…what? Aimee!

* **Aimee**: I said she wouldn’t ever tell me. I’ve wanted to know ever since I knew you were hurt as a kid.

* **Amanda**: Well, uh, I guess I did almost die. But what happened to me clearly wasn’t as bad as everyone thought it was, if I somehow managed to have a rude child like you in the future!

* **Aimee**: Rude? I was just asking an important question! I have others to ask too! Like, if you’re a healer, why didn’t you heal yourself when it happened?

* **Amanda**: Aimee, you’re asking sensitive questions, and I’d rather not…thinking about that kind of…it hurts…

* **Aimee**: Oh, Mom, I didn’t mean to make you start crying…

### A Support

* **Aimee**: Mom, I’m sorry.

* **Amanda**: Sorry doesn’t fix what you’ve done, you know.

* **Aimee**: Yeah, my version of you said that to me a lot too.

* **Amanda**: She…what?

* **Aimee**: I wasn’t an easy kid to raise, that’s for sure. I know my sister could tell you about this better because she watched it all happen, but I was such a bad kid.

* **Amanda**: Sounds like you’re making excuses.

* **Aimee**: I’m not! Promise!

* **Amanda**: You are, you’re trying to get me to forgive you by blaming past things that I don’t even actually know about and—

* **Aimee**: Freeze! Right there!

* **Amanda**: --what?

* **Aimee**: You really are so much prettier than my actual mom. You look like you’re so happy, and so young, and like you have so much to live for. MY mom just lived to survive.

* **Amanda**: She lived in a bad time.

* **Aimee**: She wanted to put everyone else first.

* **Amanda**: By “everyone else” do you mean literally everyone, or her family?

* **Aimee**: …Whichever it was, I wasn’t included in it. Because I wasn’t much more than a problem for the whole family and the world.

* **Amanda**: Hey now, don’t talk like that.

* **Aimee**: I was a bad kid because I wanted the attention, Mom. I wanted to be noticed for things that weren’t my lack of vision. I wanted to matter!

* **Amanda**: Well you certainly matter now, don’t worry.

* **Aimee**: But I didn’t matter then, I didn’t grow up feeling like I mattered, I did bad things to get what I wanted and now I…I don’t matter to my dead parents.

* **Amanda**: If your dead parents are anything like your living ones, I can tell you that you mattered to them as well, but even if you didn’t, so what? You matter to us, right now, and we love you, even if you’re difficult as hell to deal with.

* **Aimee**: It’s not the same, and it never will be the same, but thanks for being here, Mom. I love you.

## Aimee and Green

### C Support

* **Green**: Hey, Aimee!

* **Aimee**: Oh, hello Dad!

* **Green**: Mind if I ask you a question?

* **Aimee**: I could never mind questions. What do you want to know?

* **Green**: I wanted to ask why you chose to become a healer. You have a perfectly legitimate reason to choose not to be involved in wars, yet you still decided to.

* **Aimee**: That's a new way to have been asked that. Normally it's asked like, oh hey, you're mostly blind, why do you have any place on the battlefield? And the answer is because I wanted to be useful. That's all.

* **Green**: You wanted to be useful? What do you mean?

* **Aimee**: I wasn't going to be of any use to anyone sitting around at home. Even when I was little I knew that. So when I got old enough I went and got trained as a healer, so I could maybe someday fight alongside you...or, um, my version of you, anyway.

* **Green**: Oh, I see. Wait, I didn't mean that! I mean- ugh, never mind. That's very brave of you.

* **Aimee**: ...That's what you and Mom both said when I chose to do it. I don't think you wanted me to go through training, but it was best for me.

* **Green**: I'm sorry if you felt that way. At the very least, I'm proud of your efforts to overcome what others would see as something that makes them useless. ...Gods, I did it again. My apologies.

* **Aimee**: Hmph. I don't notice little references to sight like that unless someone points them out, you know.

* **Green**: Okay, I'll keep that in mind, Aimee. I'll try my hardest not to do it again. But I am proud of who you've become.

* **Aimee**: Try all you want, everyone does it. They do it and they remind me that even though I'm a healer I'm still just some blind kid in the end.

* **Green**: Aimee, I didn't mean to make you feel like that!

* **Aimee**: That's what everyone else says too.

* **Green**: Oh. Guess I'm not a good dad if I'm like everyone else, huh? Well, I'll leave you alone before I make things worse.

* **Aimee**: You...won't make things worse if you stay, but I would like to be alone, thanks.

* **Green**: I'll visit you later, alright? I really am sorry.

* **Aimee**: Okay, sure, I'll believe you.

* **Green**: Uh, bye, Aimee!

* **Aimee**: Bye.

### B Support

* **Aimee**: Dad. Or, at least, who I think is Dad. Please tell me I've got the right guy.

* **Green**: Oh, hello, Aimee! Yes, you found the right guy. What's going on?

* **Aimee**: I was just looking for you, that's all. You're not doing anything important, are you?

* **Green**: No, nothing at all. You want to talk?

* **Aimee**: Uh, not exactly. Do you have a sword with you?

* **Green**: Oh, uh, I do. Why do you ask?

* **Aimee**: No reason.

* **Green**: Are you sure? Because that was too direct a question to have no reasoning behind it. Besides, I thought you knew I always have at least one sword on hand.

* **Aimee**: ...I was thinking about my real dad a bit and I guess I forgot you'd always have a sword like him.

* **Green**: Oh, I see. How was the me in the future? Did he treat you well?

* **Aimee**: He was okay. No, better than okay. A really good dad. I don't think I'd want anyone else but him to have been my dad.

* **Green**: I'm glad to hear that, Aimee. I know I'm not exactly the same as your dad, but I hope that I can make an effort to be like him to you.

* **Aimee**: Heh, you know what you can do to be more like him?

* **Green**: What is it, Aimee?

* **Aimee**: You can let me do whatever I want, whenever I want, with no consequences unless I break something or someone gets hurt. It's totally what he would have done.

* **Green**: Are.. Are you sure about that? That sounds quite irresponsible.

* **Aimee**: This is the same guy who let me run away from home to become a healer, of course I'm sure about that.

* **Green**: Right... Well, how about you run important things by me before you do them, anyway? Anything minor you don't really need my permission for.

* **Aimee**: Ugh, so strict. I bet my sister doesn't have to ask permission for anything, 'cause she's not a helpless blind kid.

* **Green**: Strict? I'm just trying to protect you. And yes, Bridgette has to ask me or her mother about the important things, too.

* **Aimee**: You're protecting me because you love me, right? Not because you have to?

* **Green**: Exactly right. I love you and want you to be safe. I don't want you to have to feel alone.

* **Aimee**: Well, in that case...permission to spend some time with you? I don't want to feel alone.

* **Green**: Of course, sweetie. You don't need my permission to spend time with me.

* **Aimee**: And I get to play with the sword, riiiiiight?

* **Green**: Sorry, but that's a bad idea, Aimee.

* **Aimee**: Eh, it was worth a shot.

## Aimee and Bridgette

### C Suppport

* **Bridgette**: Hi, Aimee! How are you doing?

* **Aimee**: Oh! I'm fine! Why are you asking? Do I look upset?

* **Bridgette**: No, not at all! I just wanted to check in on my favourite sister, that's all.

* **Aimee**: Hm, that makes sense to me! I'll always let you check in on me, forever and ever!

* **Bridgette**: That's good! Now, is there anything you wanted to do today?

* **Aimee**: I don't know, I was just going to take today like I take every day, maybe practice trying to find people on my own, maybe go bother one of our parents a bit...

* **Bridgette**: That sounds like fun! Can I come along with you? I've got nothing important to do today.

* **Aimee**: Yes! A million times yes! I'd never tell you no!

* **Bridgette**: Yay, thanks, Aimee! Who are we going to find first today?

* **Aimee**: I don't know.... Normally I come up with someone, give up on finding them, and then go bug Mom until she tells me to leave her alone.

* **Bridgette**: Haha, that sounds like Mum, all right. I can remember you and her when we were younger. It was so much fun!

* **Aimee**: What makes you say that? I just said she pushes me away! She never did that before!

* **Bridgette**: I mean how you were always by Mum's side. It was funny, watching you follow her around everywhere.

* **Aimee**: Not like I could follow anyone else around, hmph. Mom was the only one I didn't feel like I bothered by being a little shadow like that.

* **Bridgette**: Not true, Sis. I liked it when you wanted to be with me, remember all the good times we had together?

* **Aimee**: I couldn't ever forget them! They were great! But it doesn't mean I didn't know I bothered you back then by following you!

* **Bridgette**: You could never be a bother, Aimee. You're my sister, and my little sister at that, so I always wanted to make you feel special.

* **Aimee**: But...but...okay enough making me feel bad for feeling bad about being your little annoying sister! Let's just go find someone. Any someone.

* **Bridgette**: Haha, okay, Aimee. Want to lead the way? Remember, I'm hanging out with you, not the other way around.

* **Aimee**: ...Yes, I do want to lead the way. You can follow me for once.

* **Bridgette**: Then lead the way, Aimee! We're going to have a lot of fun!

### B Support

* **Aimee**: So, Bridgette, was that fun or what? I think that was pretty fun, but that's just me.

* **Bridgette**: Yeah, it was! I'm glad that you're having fun, too.

* **Aimee**: I always have fun whenever I find and follow people, it's just a thing that happens. Sometimes they turn and I can see their face for just a second and...ha, it's always fun to see their reactions to me.

* **Bridgette**: What type of reactions do you usually see? I imagine they'd be surprised to see you there.

* **Aimee**: Mostly surprise, yeah! Sometimes they're angry though and that's never as fun.

* **Bridgette**: Anger? Why are people getting angry at you?

* **Aimee**: Because sometimes I get too close without realizing it, or because my horse is loud, or because I'm me and not everyone likes me.

* **Bridgette**: Oh, okay. Maybe you should only try to follow people that you know won't get angry at you.

* **Aimee**: That's actually a really good idea! At least that way I know I won't cause trouble.

* **Bridgette**: Yeah, that's right! And it means that you'll be able to have more fun, with no one getting angered.

* **Aimee**: You're always so smart when it comes to stuff like this, thanks Bridgette!

* **Bridgette**: No problem, Aimee! Now, is there anything else that you wanted to do today?

* **Aimee**: I...don't think so! Is there anything you want to do?

* **Bridgette**: No, not really. I've practiced today, and there's nothing urgent going on, so I'm completely free. Hmm, want to hang out with Justine?

* **Aimee**: When don't I? She's so great, I could spend all day every day with you and her and never get tired of either of you!

* **Bridgette**: Okay, let's find her!

* **Aimee**: Ooh! Can I lead? Pretty please? I have no idea where she is but it would be fun!

* **Bridgette**: Of course you can! Lead the way, Aimee.

* **Aimee**: On it!

## Aimee and Chase

### C Support

* **Chase**: Hm...Aimee?

* **Aimee**: Yes! That's me! How can I help you today, sir?

* **Chase**: Oh, I don't need help with anything. I was just coming to ask about your horse.

* **Aimee**: My horse? Why?

* **Chase**: Well it's clearly an exceptional horse if you never go anywhere without it. Er, except indoors. What's its name?

* **Aimee**: Its...name? I never named it. I just ride it.

* **Chase**: Really? I mean, I don't have a name for my horse either, but I also haven't been with it as long as you have. Speaking of which, how long have you had this horse?

* **Aimee**: Uh, a while?

* **Chase**: So it's from the future then? Strange. How funny would it be if you met one of its parents here in the past...er, present?

* **Aimee**: Yeah, see, about that...

* **Chase**: Hm?

* **Aimee**: My horse from the future didn't actually come with me. I, um, lost it.

* **Chase**: Oh no! How did you lose it- wait, more importantly, how did you get this one then?

* **Aimee**: How I lost it, or got this one, doesn't matter.

* **Chase**: Er, the second one.

* **Aimee**: I'm not telling you about my horse! I doubt who I took it from misses it, anyway...

* **Chase**: Oh, okay, wait a minute you took it from someone? With permission, right?

* **Aimee**: I said I'm not telling you!

* **Chase**: So that's a yes then.

* **Aimee**: Sure.

* **Chase**: I see...

### B Support

* **Chase**: Aimee! It's me, Chase. Matt's dad. I need to speak to you again.

* **Aimee**: Whatever it is that I did, I'm sorry for it. Except I don't think I did anything.

* **Chase**: Somehow I doubt that. Anyways, it's about your horse again.

* **Aimee**: I already said I'm not telling you about it.

* **Chase**: Oh, okay then. I'll be leaving you to your business then. Have a nice day.

* **Aimee**: ...I'm sorry, what?

* **Chase**: Well you clearly don't want to talk about it. Who am I to keep pressing in on your business?

* **Aimee**: Someone who cares, I guess.

* **Chase**: Well if you're not going to tell me then I guess I won't be able to care.

* **Aimee**: Go ahead and ask whatever it is then.

* **Chase**: I'll put it bluntly. What exactly does a girl who can't see need to be doing stealing a horse? Also how did you steal a horse?

* **Aimee**: I was little, I don't really remember what I did to steal the first one. I just really wanted to be a healer and needed something to allow me to do that.

* **Chase**: Uh...first one? Does that imply there are *multiple* horses you've stolen?!

* **Aimee**: Y...yes?

* **Chase**: You want to be a healer that badly you needed to steal more than one horse to do it?

* **Aimee**: Sometimes I lost them, okay?

* **Chase**: How many horses exactly?

* **Aimee**: I don't know, a few...

* **Chase**: Oh for Naga's sake...

* **Aimee**: What?

* **Chase**: Who let you lose so many horses?

* **Aimee**: Uh, my blind eyes did?

* **Chase**: How did you even...you know what...I need to think about this. Asking those questions might not have been the best idea.

* **Aimee**: I'm sorry?

## Aimee and Justine

### C Support

* **Justine**: Aimee! The way you're going, you'll wonder way from camp!

* **Aimee**: I...will? Huh, guess I will. Not like that's a bad thing.

* **Justine**: You should know that it's a bad thing by now, young lady.

* **Aimee**: But what if I was just exploring, huh? Then it wouldn't be bad.

* **Justine**: You know you can't explore on your own...

* **Aimee**: I like to try to. What's the worst that would happen?

* **Justine**: Getting lost and never coming back to me, for one.

* **Aimee**: Back to you? What are you, my sister?

* **Justine**: Why wouldn't I be your sister? I helped out with you as much as Bridgette did.

* **Aimee**: Because you're not actually my sister, maybe? Isn't that a good enough reason?

* **Justine**: Please, your mum is as much of a mother to me as she is to you.

* **Aimee**: But you're not actually her kid. We all know this.

* **Justine**: True, but most people don't get kidnapped by their stand-in mother figures.

* **Aimee**: ...I'm sorry, what?

* **Justine**: Did... did she not tell you?

* **Aimee**: No...

* **Justine**: Oh. Well, yeah, my infant self was kidnapped all the time!

* **Aimee**: I don't believe that. Don't tell me my mom was like that. You shouldn't tell lies about someone you know I loved and respected.

* **Justine**: Have I ever lied to you?

* **Aimee**: I don't care if you haven't before, I don't want to hear this!

* **Justine**: Fine, then. I won't act like your sister again, now come on, let's get back to camp.

### B Support

* **Justine**: Be careful, Aimee. The pavement is a little uneven on this road.

* **Aimee**: Uh, thanks, I guess? I could've figured it out myself though.

* **Justine**: Right, right... I'll leave you alone, then. You're more than capable of looking after yourself.

* **Aimee**: No I'm not, but I don't think you meant that.

* **Justine**: Very perceptive of you.

* **Aimee**: I wouldn't say I'm perceptive at all, actually. I just...notice those kinds of things.

* **Justine**: Okay.

* **Aimee**: Okay? Is that all you're gonna say?

* **Justine**: Should I say more?

* **Aimee**: Maybe?

* **Justine**: A maybe isn't an absolute, and I absolutely have nothing else to say.

* **Aimee**: And why's that? Did I...did I do something wrong?

* **Justine**: No Aimee, you never do... anything... wrong.

* **Aimee**: Ha, I do a lot of things wrong, but glad to know you don't think so.

* **Justine**: Not really but listen, something you said is on my mind, but I can't hold you responsible for it at your maturity level. Let's leave it at that.

* **Aimee**: Are you calling me immature?

* **Justine**: ...Huh, I suppose I am.

* **Aimee**: Why would you do something like that? I'm perfectly mature!

* **Justine**: Only immature girls whine like that. Drop it or I'll ask Bridgette to watch you.

* **Aimee**: You wouldn't bother her!

* **Justine**: ...Well, I'm still not having this conversation anymore.

* **Aimee**: So I did do something wrong then, didn't I?

* **Justine**: ...

### A Support

* **Justine**: Uh, Aimee? Can we talk?

* **Aimee**: No, go talk to someone you actually like.

* **Justine**: Aimee, come on, I do like you.

* **Aimee**: Go talk to someone else. I'm sure my sister would love talking to you.

* **Justine**: I didn't act coldly to Bridgette earlier though, she can wait.

* **Aimee**: I'm just stupid and immature and blind, you're only here to make me feel even worse so just go.

* **Justine**: Look, I'm sorry. Let me explain, please?

* **Aimee**: Okay, sure, whatever, I guess I can listen.

* **Justine**: Thank you. Truthfully, I was upset because you didn't seem to consider me a sister, nor did you think your mum would have babysat my infant self often. I considered us to almost be family, which seems silly to get so upset over now, but I think if you have an immaturity streak, then I have a knack for neglecting my emotions.

* **Aimee**: ...You're telling me you got upset with me because of that? Really?

* **Justine**: Yes... I'm sorry to put you through all of that over something so trivial.

* **Aimee**: Do you know that you made me cry?

* **Justine**: I would have guessed... Aimee, I'm so, so sorry.

* **Aimee**: You're not actually sorry.

* **Justine**: No, I was harsh with you, and I feel awful. But it looks like you need your space.

* **Aimee**: I want to curl up and cry some more.

* **Justine**: Maybe we can cry together?

* **Aimee**: Why are you going to cry, huh? You weren't called immature and made to feel like you're worthless.

* **Justine**: I made someone I love feel worthless. I'll leave you with that. For now, I'm just gonna go.

* **Aimee**: Someone you...love?

* **Justine**: I said that, right? I love you, my dad, and your family.

* **Aimee**: Aw, that's really sweet. Maybe you really are like a sister after all.

* **Justine**: You think so?

* **Aimee**: I do think so!

* **Justine**: I'm glad. Let's try to put this behind us, okay?

* **Aimee**: We can try, definitely.

### S Support

* **Justine**: Aimee, are you trying to find something? You know you shouldn't search for things alone.

* **Aimee**: I...what? No, I know better than to search by myself.

* **Justine**: Then what are you doing, exactly? I might find any other explanation hard to believe.

* **Aimee**: I'm, uh, just doing things. Aren't I allowed to just do stuff?

* **Justine**: You are allowed to do things; however, it is a poor idea to endanger yourself.

* **Aimee**: Okay, sure. Who are you trying to be, my sister? No, Bridgette wouldn't even be like that, hm. Dad? Mo...Mum? Why are you being so protective? Who set you up?

* **Justine**: Who set me up? That's nonsense. I'm trying to be Justine.

* **Aimee**: So you're being more protective of me than all of my family combined?

* **Justine**: Is it really so unusual that I don't want to see you all by yourself?

* **Aimee**: I...guess not, actually.

* **Justine**: Never mind that. Won't you tell me what it is you're trying to do?

* **Aimee**: I'm just exploring, which is definitely allowed.

* **Justine**: In that case, do you mind if I come along?

* **Aimee**: Of course not! I was hoping someone would join me at some point, honestly.

* **Justine**: Then it's decided! I'll accompany you with whatever it is you're doing, but uh, why did you hope someone would come along?

* **Aimee**: Because sometimes I get lonely? Sometimes I want someone to talk to that isn't directing me somewhere?

* **Justine**: Fair enough. I'll just make conversation as we walk, then.

* **Aimee**: Sounds good to me! I'll lead the way and you lead the talking.

* **Justine**: So... what do you want to do after we save the world?

* **Aimee**: That's a great question. Probably live my life as best as I can for as long as I can. What about you?

* **Justine**: I would like to travel the world we've worked so hard on, and I would try to make it a better place. Though...

* **Aimee**: Though...?

* **Justine**: I couldn't part from my family and friends for too long. For example, I couldn't leave you behind.

* **Aimee**: Why does leaving me behind matter?

* **Justine**: I care about you, so I naturally want to stay close to you. Is that strange?

* **Aimee**: Not really, I guess. It's just strange that anyone wants to be close to me, but...

* **Justine**: It's not strange at all! Trust me, there's nothing you can do that will cause anyone to stop wanting to be close to you.

* **Aimee**: Are you sure about that? Because I'm pretty sure impending blindness would do the trick.

* **Justine**: War time would also do the trick, but here you are, serving in my fathers' army.

* **Aimee**: You know why I'm here, though.

* **Justine**: What do you mean?

* **Aimee**: I'm not here because I'm a fighter, I'm here because...because I need people who are. I'm lost without people, and you know that.

* **Justine**: Hmm... what if I stayed by your side, then?

* **Aimee**: And gave up whatever it is you wanted to do? No thanks.

* **Justine**: I can still travel if I want to. Like I said, I'll come back for you.

* **Aimee**: But...why? I'll have my parents and sister I can hang around, you don't have to do it.

* **Justine**: I trust they can do it, of course, but I personally want to protect you.

* **Aimee**: I don't understand.

* **Justine**: I just want to be around you in the future, okay?

* **Aimee**: Okay, I don't get why, but I'm not gonna stop you.

* **Justine**: You're not?

* **Aimee**: Well...no? You're kinda like a sister, remember? Family sticks together.

* **Justine**: Ah, right! Speaking of family, why not let Bridgette join us in exploration?

* **Aimee**: That's a good idea! She loves spending time with both of us!

* **Justine**: Okay, then. We'll form a trio with Bridgette, like always.

## Aimee and Matt

### C Support

* **Matt**: That was a great battle today! Father barely got hurt and I managed to impress him...I think. Maybe I should go ask him what he thought- woah!

* **Aimee**: Hey! Watch where you're going! How do you even manage to run into me? I'm on a horse!

* **Matt**: Oh, sorry Aimee! I wasn't paying attention, I was just so pumped from the battle.

* **Aimee**: Uh huh, you're just lucky that I recognize your voice, otherwise you'd be being trampled by now.

* **Matt**: Heh...well that's good. Oh hey, your mom did a great job today on the battlefield. I mean, it's hard to be as good as Father, but she's really something isn't she?

* **Aimee**: Mom's pretty great, definitely! But who's this dad that you're comparing her to, huh?

* **Matt**: My...father? Uh, the healing one? Chase? ...what do you mean, who?

* **Aimee**: ...Ha, nothing! I meant nothing! He's great too, I guess, but not as great as Mom is.

* **Matt**: Uh, as if! Did you see him in the battle? He was amazing!

* **Aimee**: Did I...what?

* **Matt**: Oh...uh...you know what I mean...

* **Aimee**: What if I don't know? Wanna explain that to me, while you're explaining how 'amazing' your dad is?

* **Matt**: Gladly! Well for starters, he began as a lowly royal attendant destined for a life of mediocrity and dullness, until one day he worked his way up the ladder of servitude...

* **Aimee**: I didn't mean for you to...oh whatever what else was I going to do anyway?

* **Matt**: ...and then after that, his life was forever changed. Don't worry Aimee, the next part of the story is my favorite. He began his training as a healer in the bowels of the palace...

* **Aimee**: I didn't mean to ask for this...