Louise: Huh? Is that...?
Louise: (I'm pretty sure that's Odetta. She's always by herself.)
Louise: (I can't just leave her alone. My sister senses are tingling...!)
Louise: (She might not welcome my attention, but it should be fine if I just say hi, right?)
Louise: Excuse me, Odetta?
Odetta: It's...Louise, right? Do you need something?
Louise: Not really; I was just hoping we could talk a bit.
Odetta: Ah, I see. I looked sad, didn't l?
Louise: W-well, maybe a little. I thought you might like some company.
Odetta: You needn't worry. I know solitude well, and I actually quite enjoy it. I often journey on my own, you see.
Odetta: Well then; farewell, Louise.
Louise: She really just walked away.
Louise: She might like being alone, but if she keeps pushing people away like that she'll ALWAYS be alone.
Louise: Ugh, now I'm really worried. Maybe I'm being a teensy bit nosy, but...oh well!
A few weeks later...
Louise: There you are, Odetta! Are you hungry? I tried making your favorite.
Louise: Ooo, that's a serious face.
Odetta: What is your DEAL?
Odetta: You've been near me at my every waking moment—but did I ask for such attention? NO!
Odetta: Louise, I appreciate your concern. But as I said before, I LIKE being alone.
Louise: Odetta... I'm sorry. I get overprotective sometimes. It's a bad habit.
Louise: I got the message though; I won't try to talk to you again. ...Bye.
Odetta: Good, Odetta, you got just as you wanted. You are strong, and solitude is your most trusted companion.
Odetta: ...This is who you are.
Odetta: Ugh, why can't I sleep?
Odetta: (Have I been relying on Louise's lullabies lately?)
Odetta: ...Morning already? But the sun is so high in the sky... Did I oversleep?!
Odetta: But it was my turn to take the watch! Why didn't Louise wake me u—oh...
Odetta: (She's been waking me up lately... Did I grow accustomed to it?)
Cleo: Is something amiss, Odetta? That was a mighty sigh.
Odetta: Actually, Cleo...
Cleo: I see. So, you can no longer live without Louise.
Odetta: Uh, I didn't go THAT far.
Cleo: Perhaps you should swallow your pride and apologize.
Odetta: I'm not sure it would matter. I wasn't exactly kind in my dismissal.
Cleo: Odetta, you are accustomed to thinking only of yourself, yes? This is not a slight; merely an observation.
Cleo: Louise is the opposite. She puts all others before herself—a trait she developed through caring for her younger brother.
Cleo: For you, I would think Louise's perspective to be an entirely new world.
Cleo: She is kind, and understanding. Do not be afraid; just speak with her.
Louise: Come in.
Odetta: Um, Louise...
Louise: Oh, Odetta. Is something wrong?
Odetta: I came to apologize. I should never have spoken to you so harshly.
Odetta: I'm not accustomed to being cared for without expectation of reward, and I took my confusion out on you.
Louise: Aww. You're a good girl, aren't you Odetta? Thank you for coming to apologize.
Louise: Oh, excuse me. Patting people on the head is something of a habit of mine.
Odetta: You're...not angry?
Louise: Not at all. I admit, I was a bit overbearing.
Odetta: Wow. We really are COMPLETELY different people.
Odetta: But that's why I'd like to know more about you—and I won't run away this time.
Odetta: Do you think we could be friends, Louise?
Louise: What are you talking about, Odetta?
Odetta: ...Right. How foolish of me.
Louise: No, silly. We're ALREADY friends!
Odetta: O-oh! Well, um, thank you. You truly are a marvel of kindness.
The next day...
Louise: Doo-de-doo, de-doo...
Cleo: You seem in good spirits, Louise. Did you make up with Odetta?
Louise: How'd you know about all that?
Cleo: She told me herself.
Louise: Hm, I see. What did she say?
Cleo: That she was confused by your mothering. I am glad to know you made amends—but may I say something?
Cleo: I understand you were met with some resistance from Odetta, despite your best intentions.
Cleo: But I also know you are much too stubborn to give up in the face of such opposition.
Cleo: You only did so because you believed it the most effective strategy—as if dealing with a rebellious child. Am I correct?
Louise: Guilty as charged.
Cleo: Heh. Just as I thought.
Louise: But that's okay, right? We ended up friends, and now I can take care of her—
???: Is that so?
Louise: Odetta! ...Are you angry?
Odetta: No. I already had some understanding of what sort of person you are.
Odetta: Your plan worked; you got me to leave my solitude of my own volition.
Louise: You are SO CUTE when you're honest! Let your big sis give you a big squishy hug!
Odetta: W-wait, no—stop!
Louise: Come on, remember what happened the last time you kicked up a fuss?
Louise: I'll raise you up good and strong. Just leave everything to me!
Odetta: I am already a grown woman, thank you very much!
Cleo: They do seem a perfect pair...
Odetta: All right—ALL RIGHT! Let go already! You can hug me, just not so tight.
Louise: Say, Odetta?
Louise: I know I can be a bit much, but can we still be friends?
Odetta: Considering the silly ordeal we just endured, and that we only came out closer to each other...
Odetta: I'd say we're already friends!
Louise: Ha ha, you're right!