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.

Brady: Heya, Cynthia.
Cynthia: Oh. Hello.
Brady: Something wrong? You're usually...louder.
Cynthia: Remember what I told you before? About my secret protector?
Brady: Er, someone's been helping you out in combat and whatnot, right?
Cynthia: Well, ever since then, they've been awfully clever about covering their tracks.
Brady: Y-yeah? How do you mean?
Cynthia: Well, they always show up just when I'm in danger, right? And I figured that was the perfect time to catch a glimpse! So lately, whenever I was in trouble, I started looking around wildly!
Brady: That seems like a really terrible idea...
Cynthia: So in the last battle, I look over my shoulder and see a huge wall of smoke... And then, while I'm watching, a stone comes flying out and hits my enemy! My protector is using smoke screens! That is SO COOL!
Brady: Yeah, that's... That's wild. Ha ha...ha.
Cynthia: It's like they're just hell-bent on remaining anonymous.
Brady: Certainly sounds like it...
Cynthia: But why the need for secrecy if we're both fighting for the same side? Honestly, the more they hide, the more I want to discover who it is!
Brady: Like I said, as long as they're helpin', it don't really matter, right?
Cynthia: Of course it matters, silly. I need to know who to thank!
Brady: But what if they ain't lookin' to be thanked?
Cynthia: Every hero should be recognized for outstanding heroic deeds! That's item four of the Justice Cabal code.
Brady: I, uh... I ain't familiar with that one.
Cynthia: All right then. Next time I see smoke, I'm going to charge right into it!
Brady: You got rocks in your head! What if it's just a fire?!

Cynthia: Ooh, Brady!
Brady: Wh-what? Didja find somethin' out?
Cynthia: Yes! ...Wait, how did you know? And why do you look so suspicious?
Brady: H-hey! I can't help it! I was born with this ugly mug, all right?
Cynthia: Ha ha! Sorry, I didn't mean any offense.
Brady: So, what did you find out?
Cynthia: Oh, right! Remember my phantom helper out on the battlefield?
Brady: The one with the smoke screen?
Cynthia: It was Lissa!
Brady: ...Oh. Really?
Cynthia: ...That's it? I thought you'd be shocked. I mean, she's not exactly a likely suspect.
Brady: No, I... I guess she's not.
Cynthia: I asked her why, and she said it was because I'm a danger to myself! Can you believe that? Talk about rude! And who is she to talk? She's so spacey, she could outstare a statue!
Brady: You're kind of a matched pair that way. Makes sense you'd help each other out.
Cynthia: Hey! Don't you start, too!
Brady: Sorry! Sorry...
Cynthia: Mostly I'm just glad the mystery is solved. It's been plaguing me for ages!
Brady: Er, but it's only been happening for a week or two at the mo—
Cynthia: Oh, shoot! I forgot I promised to help with the supply run! Gotta dash! Bye!
Brady: Er, see you later! ...Cynthia.
(Cynthia leaves)
Brady: And she thinks Lissa's the spacey one? Oh man, that's fresh! ...Well, at least she bought the ruse. Looks like I owe Lissa a dinner.

Cynthia: Brady?
Brady: What's wrong, Cynthia?
Cynthia: I owe you an apology.
Brady: What? Why?
Cynthia: Lissa told me. ...The truth, I mean.
Brady: ...She did what?! Th-then you—
Cynthia: Know that it was really you helping me all those times? Yes, I know.
Brady: I told her not to say anything! Why'd she have to open her big yap?!
Cynthia: It's not her fault, really! I started quizzing her about all her secret hero moves, and she just cracked.
Brady: Ya see? She did open her yapper, then! Ooh, I'm gonna have me a few words with that stool pigeon!
Cynthia: Honestly, it's your fault for picking her. I mean, she's not exactly the type to take secrets to the grave, is she?
Brady: ...Yeah...maybe not.
Cynthia: So I just want to know why, Brady. Why be my anonymous savior?
Brady: Aw, horse pucky. I ain't nobody's savior. I just couldn't stand to watch you chargin' around all reckless and stuff. You were bound to get hurt, and I couldn't bear to see it. You're like a little sister to me, Cynthia. Ya know?
Cynthia: A sister? Oh, that's unfortunate. See, because...I don't think of you as a brother.
Brady: Um... Yeah, well, ya know what? Just forget I ever said—
Cynthia: I was glad when I heard it was you. I like you, Brady...a lot. Like...a lot a lot. Knowing that the man I like had been watching over me made me... Well, it made me really happy.
Brady: I'm sorry, Cynthia. I...
Cynthia: No, I'M sorry! I didn't mean to... I dunno. Say all that, I guess.
Brady: Ah, nuts, Cynthia! All that sister stuff was a bunch of hooey! I'm crazy for ya. Always have been! That's why I shadowed ya. I mean, sure, I wanted to keep you safe... But mostly I just wanted to be near ya, and I didn't have the guts to say it.
Cynthia: Oh, this is the best day ever! I get the real answer to the mystery, PLUS the guy I like!
Brady: Heh, it's a pretty good day for me, too.