Discord: Secator

Discord of Scarab, reporting in. Commandant, this must be the first time you've seen me unmasked. I hope you'll remember the face beneath it.

I'll uphold my training diligently.

Our fates are now bound together.

My shoulders feel heavier now. More than attire should account for.

I've become more agile. A garment may take only ten seconds now.

A perfect fit.

I'll uphold my training diligently.

Our fates are now bound together.

My shoulders feel heavier now. More than attire should account for.

I've become more agile. A garment may take only ten seconds now.

A perfect fit.

Understood. Departing at once.

Your trust will never be misplaced.

Everything's taken care of, Commandant. Your shoulders seem strained. May I help?

These, those over there... and the paperwork beside you. Allow me to handle them.

How did I know it was you? Your scent, your footsteps, the warmth you carry, the rhythm of your breath...

...If the silence is unwelcome, shall I speak? I can attempt an interesting topic.\nFor example...\nOh, where, oh, where has my little dog gone? Oh where, oh where can he be?\nWith his ears cut short and his tail cut long. Oh where, oh where can he be?

Yata... She's a good captain. She may complain about things being troublesome, yet she quietly looks after every squad member without fail. I, too, have received her help many times.

Shiva? Sometimes they think her mask should cover her mouth rather than her eyes.

I would say Valeria is an ideal superior. She speaks sparingly, yet every word carries purpose.\nShe seems to keep her own secrets, as is her right.

I would prefer to listen, rather than play music myself. Instruments are such delicate creations. I'd hesitate to... Start with scales? If that's your suggestion, I could try.

I thought many times that I'd die like a stray dog, just turn a corner and collapse in some nameless alley. Yet here I am. Broken bones mend stronger, or so they say.

I took the liberty of cleaning your room and preparing fresh clothes. Would you like to dine now?\nThis isn't just a habit from my time as a servant. I would like to help you. In any way I can.

The weather is quite lovely today. Would you like to take a break and go for a walk? I'll accompany you, of course. For your safety.\n...The weather's always good in Babylonia? I-I knew that. I just wanted to go out with you. It's better than being stuck here.

Commandant, allow me to tidy up your appearance. Here... your tie, and your shirt... let me straighten it for you. ...Ah, is that a loose thread? Please take it off at once. I'll mend that for you.

I don't have many memories worth sharing... but if you'd like to know, I had this little dog plushie as a child. The old tailor kept stitching it back together. There was so much thread wrapped around it, you could barely see the original fabric. It wasn't pretty... but it was mine.

Your enemies are my enemies. I will stop at nothing, chase them to the ends of the earth, until I tear them apart and devour them whole.

Mission complete, Commandant.\nHm? You don't recall giving the order? Well, it's only natural. I attend to your needs before they're spoken.

What kind of cut do you prefer? Any favorite fabrics? Stitching, patterns, and your wearing habits... Ah, but first, let me take your measurements. Yes, raise your arms for me like this, and straighten your back. The more precise, the better the fit will be for you.

Would you like anything mended?

Commandant, I've taken note of all your dining preferences.

Please don't lie to me.\nWhatever you say, I will take it as truth.

How to keep you safe... It's something I think about often.

Does Babylonia have newspapers? I could bring them for you every day, if you'd like.

Hounds are thorough hunters, never losing a fox's scent. Commandant, you should be careful of who you trust.

I... didn't learn to read until I was older. Words don't come easily to me. Just saying "thank you"... it doesn't feel like enough.

Please remember, no matter how dangerous the path, I'll be right behind you. Every step of the way, without fail.

This gift is far too precious.

Choosing an appropriate gift in return is no less vexing than picking the perfect fabric.

Does this need mending, or should it be trimmed? Neither...? A gift? For me...? Thank you. I'll accept it gladly.

I never realized... one could receive kindness without putting anything at stake.

You have guests coming? Shall I prepare fruit tarts, sandwiches, or perhaps scones...?\nIf we follow the classic Las Prados afternoon tea menu, I could host all of Babylonia in half a day.

I envy the clothes you wear, always close to you. May they serve you well and keep your body safe.

Commandant, you stayed up late again last night, didn't you? Managing your well-being is also my duty. No amount of gifts will distract me from that.

That person with you yesterday was... An Engineering Force member? I've noted it. For now, I'll mark them as non-threatening.

How strange... The silence I was accustomed to has somehow become difficult to bear.

Commandant? Commandant. Commandant... If you keep ignoring me, I'm going to bite your fingers.

The Commandant doll I mentioned before... it's done. Would you like to take a look? I made the hands detachable so they can be swapped out. Let me know if you'd prefer a different style.

Military uniforms, casual wear, formal attire... summer clothes, sleepwear, and undergarments...\nRest a while longer, Commandant. I'll prepare better options for you.

Fell asleep...? Then, my work shall begin. Objective... establish a ten-meter perimeter and no one is allowed to approach. That way, when you finally wake up... I'll be the first person you see.

Commandant, your scent is... rather complex. Coffee, paperwork, inorganic salts. And traces of fatigue and melancholy. I understand your duties demand much, but proper rest is necessary.

Please leave the remaining work to me. It will be done before you finish this cup of tea.

You need not pursue perfection. Even I leave loose threads at times, deliberately.

You have too much work to go to sleep?\nI happen to have some mending to do as well.\nSo, I'll keep you company. Go ahead and sleep when you get tired.

A tailor's most essential quality is patience. Untangling messy threads, sorting different fabrics, placing stitches at steady intervals. I will wait until all your work is done. Until you speak to me. Until... you come to me.

No tasks for me? Then I shall occupy myself accordingly...

Loneliness has a bitter taste. Allow me to keep you company.

Curious about this mask? It's less for scent assistance and more like... a muzzle. But no need for concern, I've had strict training. I won't bite anyone without reason. Well, except you, perhaps.

I made these pastries myself—freshly baked butter cookies, paired with Earl Grey at the perfect temperature. I've been waiting for you, Commandant.

Even if I close my eyes, even if I refuse to look or listen... the pain and the mistakes won't vanish. You're the one who taught me that. So you'll take responsibility, won't you?

Cutting, stitching, biting the threads... a tailor's skills prove quite versatile. In a pinch, I could suture your wounds, even let you pick the embroidery pattern. But if you'd rather not wake up with some strange stitches on your body, do try to stay unharmed, Commandant.

Commandant, would you like a new hairstyle? I can help you with a trim. Don't worry, I can do it properly, with ordinary scissors.\nUnless you'd prefer... something bigger?

Rise and shine, Commandant. I hope this wake-up service... is to your liking.

Even when no one's here for a while, this place must stay clean.\nA tidy space keeps the mind clear. And when you come back...\nCommandant, welcome back.\nI just knew... you wouldn't leave me behind.

Is this... your way of testing me? Go ahead, I won't waver.

Ugh... My balance device... seems to be malfunctioning. Stay back for now.

Enemies?! Stay sharp. Commandant's safety always comes first.

Hmm? Do you need something, Commandant? ...You just want to feel the fabric? Very well, I don't mind. Take your time.

Commandant, these may just be sewing tools, but they're still sharp. Please be careful with them.

Commandant...? I'm right here. It's alright. I do enjoy your touch.

Your essential duties are complete. I've prepared a rest schedule for you. It's more detailed than a work plan? But in your case, rest isn't just necessary. It's a priority.

Welcome. Allow me to entertain our "guests."

I'll stitch your limbs together!

I am not some worthless stray!

Greetings, and goodbye.

No stain survives my purge.

At your service.

Pity. I only converse with living things.

Betrayal has but one end!

Let's carve you open and take inventory!

Cut them down! Shred them apart!

Reckless. Now your flesh will learn my weave!

Barely a scratch. It will not slow me down.

Ugh... I can still... stitch this shut!

Ugh... the mission is... over...?

Excess threads? I'll cut every last one.

Shall we skip the pleasantries?

A demise tailored just for you. Do you like it?