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Tongue Tied Knife User
Having accepted a request to take out some thugs, our heroes entered the enemy hideout only to encounter a suspicious woman whom they mistook for a thug. However the suspicious woman was actually a knife-wielder named Tanya who had accepted the same thug elimination request. Tanya wasn’t the most gifted with words, but our heroes managed to clear up the misunderstanding, and later invited her to join them in their journey.
During their travels, (Captain) and company accepted a request to take out some thugs, and so had entered the cave that served as the enemy’s hideout.
Lyria: Nnnn... It’s dark, (Captain)...
Vyrn: Lyria, make sure you hide behind (Captain)! Hm...?
Vyrn: H-Hey! Someone’s there!
Vyrn: Wha?! Th-they’re armed! Careful, (Captain)! It’s a thug!
???: Hmph... Is that so?
Vyrn: Say that again?! What’re you muttering to yourself, punk?!
???: It’s nothing... Sorry, but I need you to disappear.
Vyrn: Don’t be ridiculous! Don’t underestimate (Captain)!
???: I guess I have no choice...
Lyria: Umm... (Captain), can I borrow you for a sec...?
Vyrn: What’s wrong, Lyria?!
Lyria: Umm, well, something just feels... off...
Lyria: That person... might not be a thug after all...
???: ??? Aren’t YOU the thugs...?
Lyria: I’m sorry... It looks like we made a mistake...
Tanya: So did I... I jumped to conclusions. Forgive me...
(Captain) and company told Tanya the story of their journey, and she told them that she’d taken up the same request and had already defeated the thugs.
Vyrn: Haha! You came out of nowhere and told us to disappear, remember? You’re kinda scary, knife lady!
Tanya: I meant that as in, “please escape...!" I’m so sorry... I’m, uh, not great with words...
Lyria: L-Listen! Please, don’t worry about it! It was our fault!
Vyrn: Hey knife lady, did you defeat those thugs all by yourself? That’s amazing!
Tanya: You... think so? I’m always all by myself, you know, so... I don’t really know.
Lyria: Umm... Are you traveling alone, Tanya?
Tanya: Ever since my parents died, yes...
Lyria: Nnn... I, um... I-I’m sorry...
Tanya: Don't worry about it. I have these knives, so...
Vyrn: Hm? What about them? As far as I can see, they’re just ordinary, run-of-the-mill knives.
Tanya: They’re... a keepsake... from my father... who was an agent...
Tanya: I’ve grown up with these knives. So... I’m not lonely.
Lyria: L-Listen...! Umm, Tanya...
Tanya: I said, don’t worry about it. Er, no, that’s not it...
Tanya: That’s right... I’m looking for an acquaintance of my father’s...
Tanya: I loved my father... and I want to know what his final moments were like...
Tanya: So, yeah, I’m fine... I’m happy just following after my father...
Vyrn: Oh, uhh... I see... That sounds... rough...
Tanya: N-No, umm... It’s not... Not really... I wasn’t trying to... make you feel bad...
Tanya: I’m so... hopeless. Why does this always happen...?
Tanya: I like talking to people... But things always get so tense...
Tanya: I know I’m not very pleasant to be around... Forgive me...
Lyria: Oh! Tanya!
Lyria: Let’s go after her, (Captain)!
Lyria: Pant... Pant... Tanya! Please, wait!
Tanya: What’s... the matter? Why would you... come after me...?
Lyria: I... I don’t want that to be how this ends!
Tanya: I see... So I caused even more trouble for you than I thought... I’m truly sorry...
Lyria: No... Tanya...
Choose: Won’t you come with us?
- Won’t you come with us?
- Do you hate traveling?
Tanya: Go with you people... on your journey...? Th-this is so sudden... Traveling together...Choose: Do you hate traveling?
Lyria: ?! Th-that’s it! Please, Tanya, won’t you come with us?!
Tanya: With you people...? A journey through the sky, huh... I do love the sky, but...Continue 1
Tanya: I’ll pass... I’ll just get in your way. You’ll be better off... far away from me.
Lyria: Don't say that! I want to travel with you, Tanya! Won’t you reconsider...?
Tanya: Lyria... Are you... sure...?
Vyrn: Obviously! You’re a tough-as-nails knife chick! You’re totally welcome in my book!
Tanya: Hehe...! I see... It’s been a long time... since I felt a warmth like this...
Tanya: Thank you... I am at your service...
And so, (Captain) and company added the socially awkward Tanya to the party.
Our heroes would work hard to get used to Tanya’s manner of speaking, but... I’m afraid that’s another story for another time.
Tanya is worrying over how her lack of skill with words may cause trouble for her friends. Upon hearing that, Walder and Vyrn advises her to have more confidence because she always looks so uneasy when speaking. Lyria tries to suggest her idea, but they are suddenly attacked by monsters.
After completing a request in one town, (Captain) and party head through a forest to return to their airship.
Along their journey, Tanya asks for advice from everyone.
Lyria: Huh? You want to be able to hold a conversation better?
Tanya: You know... how I’m not good with words... So I cause a lot of trouble... to everyone...
Walder: Really? I never thought of you as a troublemaker at all!
Vyrn: Geez. I think you’re overthinking things. But if you’re asking for advice, we gotta give it to you! Let’s help her out, (Captain)!
Tanya: Thank you...! I just don’t know what to do about it...
Lyria: Hmm... How to become better at speaking...
Walder: Hmm... Well, how about having more confidence in yourself?!
Vyrn: I see... The knife lady does seem nervous every time she talks!
Tanya: I-I’m sorry... I-I really am worried... I always wonder if I offended anyone...
Lyria: Haha. Don’t worry about that. Well, in that case...
Tanya: Looks like we’re surrounded. Sorry. I was completely caught off guard.
Vyrn: That level of monster is nothing! (Captain)! Get ‘em! Get ‘em!
Smooth Talker: Scene 2
Lyria suggests that Tanya imitates Walder. Tanya thinks that Walder’s style of talking is bold and admirable. But once she tries to imitate him, she starts to feel embarrassed. Tanya tries her best with the help of Walder, but with the appearance of monsters, they are forced into battle.
Lyria: Um... If you don’t feel confident, then how about imitating how Walder talks?
Tanya: Hm? Wait, but that’s...
Vyrn: Come on. I know Walder is always full of confidence, but what does that matter?
Lyria: Hehe! She has to change herself from the outside in!
Tanya: I-It’s true that the way Walder talks is... admirable... But I'm too embarrassed...
Vyrn: Yeah! Walder’s catchphrases do sound cool!
Tanya: I do wish that I could be as confident as him someday...
Walder: Hehe! You know it!
Walder: However! Trying to keep up with me is a lot of work! Follow my lead!
Tanya: W-Wait just a second! I didn’t say I would do it...!
Walder: I am the daring warrior of the woods known as Walder the Forest Ranger! Walder the Forest Ranger! Repeat after me!
Tanya: D-Do I have to?! I-I can’t...!
Lyria: You can do it! You have to challenge yourself! Come on, Tanya!
Tanya: Umm... Ugh...!
Tanya: Daring warrior of the woods...
Tanya: I-I can’t do it! Please don't make me...!
Walder: The path to becoming the forest ranger is long and treacherous...
Vyrn: I don’t think the knife lady is trying to become a forest ranger.
Lyria: Hmm... Let’s se... How about...
Tanya: There’s more...?! P-Please... Only things I can do...
Walder: Monsters! Right when it was getting good! They’ll for this!
Vyrn: Was it getting good? A-Anyway, we gotta defeat the monsters! Let's move, (Captain)! (Captain)!
Smooth Talker: Scene 3
Together with Lyria and the others, Tanya tries to imitate many people, but nothing seems to work out. Tanya decides not to make any drastic changes and to correct herself little by little.
After defeating the monsters, (Captain) and party exit the forest and return to their airship.
Even afterwards, Tanya will be forced to imitate other people by Lyria and Walder.
Lyria: Haha! Good job! You imitated lots of people!
Tanya: H-Haha... I feel so embarrassed right now...
Vyrn: H-Hey, knife lady, you okay?
Walder: Hm... None of them really matched you.
Vyrn: You know? I think you should just be yourself. Right, (Captain)?!
Tanya: I-I’ve always hated myself, but now I think that may be a good idea.
Tanya: I shouldn’t force a sudden change. I should accept myself and change little by little.
Lyria: Yeah! I think that’s a great idea!
Tanya: Gasp! D-Did those two do that to make me realize this...?!
Walder: Heh. You saw right through me.
Vyrn: Nah, we were just playing around.
Thanks to Lyria and Walder, Tanya realized how important it is to be herself.
But regardless, she will be forced to join in their games for some time.
I Yearn For Only You
Tanya comes to realize how similar she and Predator are and approaches her in hopes of becoming closer. They become friendly with an old man who reminds them each of their late father, and the trio spends some quality time together.
Predator looks up into the crisp, morning sky from a sandy beach, a look of cold dreariness on her face.
Predator: Father... Am I going about this the wrong way?
There is no response. The ebb and flow of the sea are the only sounds breaking the silence.
Just then Predator feels the piercing sensation of eyes watching her every move.
(Again? Doesn't seem like they're going to attack though... I wonder...)
Predator: Hm... (Time to flush them out.)
Predator puts on her mask and saunters into the forest.
Predator stops in her tracks, sharpens her senses, and surveys her surroundings for anyone tailing her.
Predator: Target confirmed! Prepare to die!
She immediately leaps into action.
Predator: Wha? It's you... Tanya...
Tanya barely parries the blazingly fast swipe of Predator's claw in time.
Tanya: Ngh! I have no intention of fighting you. Please put your claws away.
Tanya: I'm sorry...
Predator: So you're the one that's been following me around these past few days, huh? What do you want with me?
Predator seats herself on a nearby stump, her eyes fixed on Tanya.
Tanya: Ah... Erm... W-well...
Predator: Hey, I'm willing to hear you out. I'm not mad or anything. So relax—I'm all ears.
Tanya: Th-thank you... It's just that you and I are alike in so many ways...
Tanya: I knew I wanted to speak to you, but I just couldn't find the right timing...
Predator: Don't tell me... You've been tailing me the last few days just for that?
Tanya: I-I'm so sorry... But yes, I guess that's right.
Now clear as to why Tanya was shadowing her, Predator breathes a sigh of relief.
Predator: Phew... Okay... I really don't see how we're alike though, Tanya.
Tanya: Maybe you're right... But, hey! We're on the same crew! Surely, that counts for something...
Tanya: Umm... Is it okay if we have a little chat? I'd like to know more about you.
Predator: No dice. I didn't join this crew to make small talk. And I won't have anyone prying into my affairs.
Tanya appears unfazed by the retort, even as Predator turns to walk away.
Tanya: Meeting (Captain) and everyone else has changed me. I find myself smiling a lot more, even if inadvertently...
Tanya: And I'd like for you to experience that as well. I mean... We're friends... aren't we?
A heartwarming sensation wells up inside of Predator.
Predator: Heh... You're a strange one.
Just as Tanya's feelings get through to Predator, a voice calling for help rings out from deeper in the forest.
Predator: That way.
The deadly duo push their way through the brush, making their way toward the voice.
Nice Old Man: Aaagh! H-help, anyone!
The girls make quick work of the monsters encroaching upon the old man and his cart.
Predator: Whew... You okay, mister?
Nice Old Man: I can't thank you enough for saving me.
The old man struggles to stand back up but remains slumped on the ground.
Nice Old Man: Looks like I sprained my ankle back there. Heh, my bones sure aren't what they used to be...
Predator reaches out to the old man, his smile tinged with an air of loneliness.
Predator: I imagine pulling that cart around won't be easy. We can give you a hand if you'd prefer.
Nice Old Man: That would be a tremendous help, but... I take it you're part of a crew? Do you really have time to be bothering with me?
Predator: Not a problem. Our captain loves helping people, so helping you would simply be furthering that end.
Tanya: Haha, no worries. I'm sure the captain won't chew us out if we're a bit late.
Predator: So just relax and let us help.
Predator and Tanya accompany the injured old man to a nearby village.
Nice Old Man: Thank you so much. Why don't you two have a seat there? I'll whip up something real tasty!
As soon as they arrive at his home, the old man immediately gets to work playing the role of gracious host despite his injuries.
Predator: Hey, don't stress yourself. I'll do the cooking.
Nice Old Man: But I couldn't possibly ask you to...
Tanya: Relax. It's no trouble at all.
Nice Old Man: Well, if you insist...
Though it's a bit of an awkward situation, Predator and Tanya smile in response and move into the kitchen.
Seeing how skilled Predator is in the art of cooking, Tanya lets out a sigh.
Predator: Huh? What for?
Tanya: I... Erm... Well... I didn't think you'd be so good in the kitchen...
Predator: Hey, that goes for both of us. I actually didn't know you cooked.
Predator spots a hint of pensive melancholy underneath Tanya's gentle smile.
Predator: Okay, I know I'm the one who was against prying earlier, but... You want to tell me what's going on?
Tanya: Yes... Well... Watching that old fellow brought back so many memories of my father—that's all...
Predator: Hm... (So Tanya's lost her father too...)
Predator: We might be alike in a few ways after all...
Tanya senses that Predator, too, is thinking about her own father.
The old man beams at the delectable array of dishes laid out on the table before him.
Nice Old Man: Oh my! Did you two really—
Tanya: That's right. We made it all... No need to look so surprised though.
Predator: Let's eat up while the food's still hot.
Nice Old Man: Great googly moogly, it's all going into my belly! Haha... Which should I try first...
The old man all too excitedly chomps down on the sumptuous cuisine, savory delight in every bite.
Predator: Whoa, slow down there! No need to wolf it all down like th—Huh?
Nice Old Man: ...
Tears of joy stream down his cheeks even with his mouth full.
Predator and Tanya silently watch over the old man as he continues to feast.
Nice Old Man: My apologies... Seeing you two like this reminded me of my daughters... They'd be around your age if they were still alive...
Nice Old Man: Oh, I didn't mean to get all teary-eyed here—I just... couldn't help it... Sniff...
Nice Old Man: Being with you two today has felt like a joyous reunion with my daughters. You have my utmost gratitude for everything you've done for me.
Tanya: Hehe... Well, being the good daughters that we are, we'll even give you a massage later.
Predator: Why don't you wipe your tears first? Wouldn't want the food to get salty.
Nice Old Man: R-right... Ahaha, how silly of me to be shedding tears on such a blissful day.
The old man wipes his tears to show a refreshingly radiant smile.
Predator: Haha... That's more like it. Right, Tanya?
Tanya: Hehe... Agreed.
A fun, nostalgic time is had by all.
This brief respite in the crew's long journey does much to heal the wounds of the two fearless skyfarers.