Palla: How are you feeling, Est?
Est: Never better, Sis!
Palla: Glad to hear it. Just don’t do anything too risky, all right? Unlike Catria and myself, it’s been a while since you were in a fight.
Est: Oh, posh! I’m fine. You always were a mother hen.
Palla: Was I now?
Est: I am fiiiiine! Trust me!
Palla: Wait just a… Est! Honestly, that child. She thinks this is all just fun and games…
Est: Hey, Palla.
Palla: What’s wrong, Est? You sound drained.
Est: Yeah. I think I was a little too fired up there. Kinda tired myself out.
Palla: What did I tell you? You need to stop being so eager to show off what you can do.
Est: Hey! That’s not how I am at all! …Okay, maybe it’s a LITTLE how I am.
Palla: You see?
Est: Ugh… It’s embarrassing when you know me better than I do. But hey, that’s my sister for you.
Palla: Hee hee.
Est: Hey, Sis? Can I ask you something?
Palla: This must be bad if you need to ask permission first.
Est: N-no, it’s just… Look, maybe I’m wrong and just imagining it, but I’m curious.
Est: …Is there a boy you like?
Est: Y-you know, here in this army?
Est: I mean, it’s such a wonderful group, and full of really nice men! So if any of them caught your eye, I thought maybe I could…set you up?
Palla: Wow. I don’t even know where to begin. We’re not here to mingle and find a date, Est. There’s no room for that now. I know you mean well, but be serious.
Est: Eh heh heh. Sorry.
Palla: Listen to me, Est. What makes me the most happy is being with you and Catria. You don’t need to worry about anything except staying safe. Understood?