Cynthia: Hmm... No, that can't be it...
Brady: You all right there, Cynthia?
Cynthia: Hmm? Oh! Yes, sorry, Brady. It's just that the strangest thing's been happening lately.
Brady: Oh yeah?
Cynthia: Someone keeps coming to my aid in battle.
Brady: That don't sound so strange. We all help each other out, yeah?
Cynthia: Yes, but this is...different. If I'm hurt, a vulnerary will drop out of the sky in front of me! Or an enemy will be thundering toward me and get knocked off their horse by a rock!
Brady: Y-yeah, that's...strange, all right. Never heard that one before...
Cynthia: I know, right?! I'm going to track down whoever is doing it during the next battle.
Brady: No, don't! ...... I mean, uh, don't you think that's kind of unnecessary? They're helping you, right? Maybe they just wanna be...I dunno? All anonymous-like?
Cynthia: Hmm... You're right in that many heroes prefer to operate in secret...
Brady: Don't do it... Don't do it...
Cynthia: Sorry, what? I can't quite make out what you're mumbling over there.
Brady: Me? H-heck, I ain't sayin' nothin'! ...I'm just tired. ...That was a yawn. 'Sides, how are you going to track down your hero with no clues? And even if you find 'em, what then? You know what they say about gift horses.
Cynthia: But I've always wanted to discover a hero's secret identity! Hmm... Perhaps I can narrow it down a bit... It has to be someone in camp, right?
Brady: Oh, I dunno. Could be anyone, really. Either way, fretting over it ain't gonna give you any answers. You oughta just say boo to the whole thing and be done with it.