Neimi: Oh, hi, Colm… How are you doing?
Colm: This is no time for pleasantries! You need to concentrate in battle!
Neimi: I was just being polite…
Colm: I never thought I’d see you on the battlefield.
Neimi: Well, I might not be the best, but when something needs to be done…I do it.
Colm: It’s amazing how war affects people. I mean, look at you. You’re a bumbling crybaby, but even you’ve pulled yourself together temporarily.
Colm: When we were little, you followed me everywhere, tripping and crying…
Neimi: Oh! Sniff… Why are you always so mean? Waaa!
Colm: And now look at you! You’re still following me everywhere, tripping and crying, but now you’re doing it on the battlefield. Will you PLEASE stop your boo-hooing?
Neimi: Sniff… OK… I’ll try…
Colm: Man, you can’t do anything without me, can you! And stop crying!
Neimi: But… Sniff…
Colm: What is it?!
Neimi: You’re the one who’s…making me cry.
Colm: What are you doing?
Neimi: Oh! C-Colm… I-I was just restringing my bow…
Colm: Wow. You really take after your grandfather. The way you handle your bow is great!
Neimi: Grandpa taught me how to shoot when I was little…
Colm: Yeah. Your grandfather was a really top-notch archer. I still remember how he tried to shoot me.
Neimi: W-well, Colm… That’s because you were stealing fruit from our tree.
Colm: He really taught me how frightening an archer with a good shot can be.
Neimi: But… He never hurt you. He just wanted to scare you. He missed on purpose.
Colm: No, he was aiming for me. I was just too fast for him to hit me.
Neimi: He never missed a target when we went hunting.
Colm: Well, then, I guess I’m just faster than wild animals.
Neimi: Hee hee! Ha ha ha!
Colm: Hey! You’re laughing at me, aren’t you?
Neimi: Hee hee! That’s not true… It’s just that… You haven’t changed much since then.
Colm: What’s that supposed to mean?
Neimi: J-just that you still exaggerate a lot. But now that I think about it, you’ve always been on my side.
Colm: Not always! And now especially, I can’t always be there to protect you. I have many responsibilities to this unit, you know.
Neimi: I know…
Colm: But I can’t leave you alone, either.
Neimi: Thank you…
Colm: Neimi! What’s wrong?
Neimi: Oh… Sniff… Colm…
Colm: What’s wrong? Did someone attack you? Are you hurt?
Colm: Did someone say something mean to you? Did someone steal your mirror again?
Neimi: That’s not it…
Colm: Then what is it?
Neimi: I j-just…have something in my eye…
Neimi: Whew! It’s gone now.
Colm: I thought you were hurt!
Colm: What’s the matter now?!
Neimi: Uh… I’m sorry for alarming you… But… I’m happy that– I mean– Thank you for caring for me…
Colm: No need to get all mushy about it. You shouldn’t cry so much.
Neimi: I know. The other day, when I was in battle, I was remembering all the times you helped me when we were little.
Neimi: Like that time I fell into the river and you came and rescued me. Or the time I broke Grandpa’s bow. You helped me fix it. And all the times bullies picked on me, you defended me.
Colm: Seriously, Neimi. You’ve always been such a crybaby.
Neimi: Yes, but… Because you were there with me, I was never sad… When Grandpa died, you were by my side the whole time, holding my hand…
Neimi: Thank you, Colm. For then and now… I like you a lot…
Colm: Oh… If anything is troubling you, come see me first, all right? I’ll take care of anyone who makes you cry.
Neimi: I will…
Colm: I think your haplessness is permanent. But don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.
Neimi: Oh! Sniff… Colm… Sniff…
Colm: Oh, no. I made you cry again, didn’t I.
Neimi: Sniff… Yes… But for different reasons this time.
Colm: That’s better.
Colm: Neimi… I’m the only one who can make you cry. For now and ever, got that?
Neimi: All right…