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OPTIONAL QUESTS: GIFT OF THE MAGI




Gift of the Magi: It was Lady Agrias's birthday, although she had forgotten the significance of the day. Young Mustadio had prepared a special present in anticipation, however. He had been eagerly awaiting the day for more than a month. 』



[Agrias sits in a tavern by herself, a glass before her. Mustadio and Ramza enter.]

MUSTADIO: Hmm...

[The camera pans over to Agrias a moment as Mustadio steps back, uncertain. Ramza turns to her.]

RAMZA: Well? Do you intend to give it to her or not?

[Mustadio turns to him.]

MUSTADIO: Give...what? To whom? I've...I've no idea what you--

RAMZA: Mustadio!

[Mustadio looks down and then gets ready to approach.]

MUSTADIO: All right, all right...

[He walks over to where Agrias sits.]

MUSTADIO: Ah, Agrias! I, ah, I hope this is n-not...not a bad time.

[She turns to him.]

AGRIAS: Hmm? Is something the matter?

MUSTADIO: N-no, it's just, I - here!

[He places a wrapped gift before her. She looks down at it.]

AGRIAS: What's this?

MUSTADIO: It's a, ah...um - a present! I heard today was your birthday, so I, well...

[She picks up the present.]

AGRIAS: Today -is- my birthday, isn't it? I'd near forgotten. Who told you? Lavian? Alicia? Those two cannot still their tongues, can they?

MUSTADIO: Um...Anyway, I, ah, wanted to...to give you this. It isn't much.

AGRIAS: May I open it?

MUSTADIO: Ah, yes, of course!

[She opens the present.]

AGRIAS: Lip rouge?

MUSTADIO: Yes. Y-you're always busy fighting, and...and...Well, I know you've probably small time for such womanly things, but...I thought m-mayhap you might like to have that.

AGRIAS: I've small time, yes, but I chose this life for myself. It's not as though I regret it. Still, there are times...

[She turns to him.]

AGRIAS: Are you sure it's all right for me to have this?

MUSTADIO: Of course! Why do you ask?

AGRIAS: It cost a goodly amount, did it not? Surely a gift like this is wasted on a knight such as I?

MUSTADIO: No, not at all! Please accept it!

AGRIAS: Very well, then.

[She moves to put it on.]

MUSTADIO: Oh!

AGRIAS: Well?

MUSTADIO: ...

AGRIAS: Do I look odd?

[Mustadio jumps a little, startled]

MUSTADIO: Wh-what? N-no! You look wonderful! Truly...truly so!

AGRIAS: Thank you, Mustadio. I will treasure it, as I do our friendship.




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