Arthur & Velouria parent/child

C-support
[Velouria alone]
Velouria: [frown] … This is the worst.
Velouria: Where IS he? Did he fall down a hole again?
Velouria: Maybe I should go looking for him…
[Arthur appears]
Arthur: Velouria! Sorry I’m laaaaate!
Velouria: [surprised] Dad? What happened to your hair?
Arthur: Fear not! This is mere honey, the remnants of a tumbling beehive!
Velouria: [sweat] (I thought I got rid of all the beehives near camp…)
Arthur: [smile] I came prepared for treasure-hunting!
Velouria: [smile] What a wonderfully raggedy sack. You have good taste.
Arthur: I’ve immersed myself in your aesthetic! (...Despite Lady Elise’s protests.)
Velouria: You’re the best, Da- huh?
Velouria: [sweat] *sniff* What’s that? That doesn’t smell like you.
Arthur: Oh, this? Freshly baked bread! A young man gave it to me after I got his kite out of a tree!
Arthur: As it turned out the tree had been hollowed out by termites, so my weight brought it down, but the kite was fine!
Velouria: Sheesh. Why do you do those ridiculous things?
Velouria: A crummy bit of bread doesn’t seem worth the bother.
Arthur: Why – helping those in need is its own reward!
Arthur: Don’t you feel a sense of cosmic fulfilment when helping others?
Velouria: [frown] No.
Velouria: If I help people, they just talk at me and act like we’re friends.
Velouria: [eyes closed, frown] It’s a pain.
Arthur: [frown, sweat] Hmm… It appears I must induct you into the ways of heroism, daughter!
Velouria: [sweat, frown] MUST you?
Arthur: Absolutely! Why, I’m certain there’s an unquenchable thirst for justice deep inside your belly!
Velouria: This sounds like a huge bother…
Arthur: [sweat] Somewhere very deep.

B-support
Arthur: So, Velouria! You’re on your way to hunt for treasure and an innocent young child comes up to you, asking where their parents are.
Arthur: What do you do?
Velouria: [frown] Say I don’t know.
Arthur: Wrong!
Velouria: But it’s the truth!
Arthur: Try again. Remember, think HEROICALLY!
Velouria: [frown, closed eyes] Argh… Say I don’t know but I hope they find them?
Arthur: [sweat, smile] That’s a bit closer!
Velouria: If they want to find their parents, they should just track them.
Arthur: Now, now! Humans can’t do that so easily, remember.
Velouria: Why is that my problem?
Arthur: Because you’re the hero who’s going to help this poor child!
Velouria: [frown] I guess… I’ll get their scent, then try and track their stupid parents from there.
Velouria: There, is that better?
Arthur: [smile] Very good! You’ve almost completed Hero Theory!
Velouria: Dad… have you ever considered that I’m just not the hero type?
Velouria: I’m not like you and Daddy. I don’t get warm fuzzy feelings when someone thanks me.
Arthur: Then how DO you feel when someone thanks you? Say, for helping them on the battlefield?
Velouria: [frown, sweat] It’s just… annoying.
Velouria: It means they’ll probably insist on talking to me more. Even hang around me.
Arthur: And you don’t like being around people?
Velouria: Some people are okay. But most of them are just boring and tiring.
Velouria: I’d rather be by myself or with you and Daddy.
Arthur: [sad] Don’t you get lonely?
Velouria: Nope. As long as I can see you two.
Arthur: Hmm… I don’t really understand it, but if that truly makes you happy…
Velouria: It does. Helping people’s fine, but it’s not worth putting up with the thanking and fawning.
Arthur: [smile, closed eyes] Have you considered a career of heroism from the shadows?
Velouria: From the shadows?
Arthur: Then you’d be a mysterious saviour!
Velouria: [smile] Hmm… That doesn’t sound so bad, actually…

A-support
Velouria: [smile] Dad was right. This ‘saviour in the shadows’ thing is perfect for me.
Velouria: I can help people, they don’t bother me, and it’s a great way to find treasure…
Velouria: [smile, closed eyes] Heroism’s the best.
Velouria: Still, they sure lose their stuff a lot. I don’t know how many of those boring little gold pieces I’ve returned lately.
 [Arthur appears]
Arthur: Velouria?
Velouria: Oh, hi, Dad! Want some bear meat?
Arthur: Er- no, thank you.
Arthur: [sweat] We need to talk about your heroics.
Velouria: [smile] Watching from the shadows is perfect for me.
Arthur: A bit too perfect, perhaps.
Arthur: The nearby villages have began fearing a beast stalking them.
Arthur: They come across animals freshly killed, bandits dead on the roadside…
Arthur: [sweat, frown] They’ve even begun leaving offerings for the beast.
Velouria: Oh… is that what those bags they keep leaving around are?
Velouria: I’ve been giving them back. They’re far too shiny and round.
Velouria: I did keep a couple of the sacks they were in, though. They’re so wonderfully repatched…
Arthur: [injured] It’s because they’re afraid.
Velouria: [surprised] Afraid? Of me? That’s stupid of them.
Velouria: I haven’t hurt them at all! I helped them!
Arthur: [frown, sweat] I know. I explained as best I could, but…
Arthur: These days it’s easier to believe in a malevolent beast than a helpful shadow.
Velouria: [frown] …Then I guess it’s out of the darkness for me.
Arthur: [sad] You’re giving up the ways of heroism?
Velouria: No. Just being a saviour in the shadows.
Velouria: I get it now. Why you like helping people, even if they’re dumb and scared.
Velouria: [smile] It feels… nice. Warm and fuzzy.
Velouria: I guess it’s worth putting up with the attention.
Arthur: [surprised] Velouria…
Arthur: [smile] I’m so proud of you. But you don’t need to do anything you don’t want to do!
Velouria: Thanks, Dad. But I DO want to keep helping people…
Arthur: Hmm… I’ve got it!
Arthur: I’ll protect you from any and all unwanted social interaction! Anyone who wants to make smalltalk with you will have to go through me first!
Velouria: [surprised] You’d do that for me?
Arthur: Gladly!
Velouria: [smile] You’re my hero, Dad.
Arthur: And you’re my heroine.