I have a number of supports from Awakening you guys don't have and I'll post as much as I can:
#1: Male Avatar and Ricken
C Support
Ricken: Hrmmm...
Avatar: Still writing that letter? You've been staring at a blank page for an hour.
Was it bad news? Nothing serious, I hope.
Ricken: No, just an average letter from my parents. "Hope you're well," and all that.
Avatar: Then why are you so strapped for a reply?
Ricken: It's... tricky. I just don't know what to say.
Avatar: There are plenty of things you could write about! Especially after that last battle.
Tell them about how you dodged one brush with death after the next! Impress them!
Ricken: Are you insane?! The object is to make them worry about me LESS!
Avatar: Oh. Right. Well, why not tell them about that fight against the Risen?
Talk about how you tore them limb from limb and flung the pieces to the winds!
Ricken: But I did no such thing!
Besides, that would have them worried about me in a whole other way...
See the problem? I can't LIE, but if I write about how things really are, they'll worry.
And if I write about how much I miss them, that only makes it worse...
Avatar: How about just a few words to let them know you're all right?
Ricken: ...I don't know. Maybe I'll just hold off until I do something that makes them proud.
Avatar: Well, if they could've heard you just now, they already would be.
B Support
Ricken: Hmm...
Avatar: Still haven't written a reply to your parents, have you?
Ricken: Yep. Stuck again. I can't think of the right words to say.
Avatar: You could always just head back.
Ricken: Head back where? Home?
Avatar: Why not? Stop by for a quick visit. Spend some time with your family.
I'm not saying to drop everything and go tomorrow, but once things settle down.
Ricken: ...No. I can't go back yet.
Avatar: Why not?
Ricken: I don't know how much you know about me, but I come from and old, respected house.
And lately, my family home--and name--has fallen into serious disrepair.
So this war is about more that saving the world, at least for me.
It's about restoring my family name.
And I can't go home until I've done it.
Avatar: That's a lot to put on yourself, Ricken. Your parents are lucky to have you.
Hard to imagine such a model son running around dismembering Risen and flinging--
Ricken: Stop with the dismembering already! What kind of monster do you think I am?
Avatar: Ha ha, I'm just teasing. Seriously, though, if you won't visit, you should write.
Sparing your parents from worry is part of being a good son, after all.
Ricken: Yeah, I know you're right... Okay, I'll keep it real basic.
"Dear Mom and Dad, I hope you're well."
Avatar: "Today I saved the life of my beloved, and the field ran red with the blood of my foes!"
Ricken: "Today I saved the..."
ARRRGH! Will you NOT do that?!
Avatar: I'm helping.
Ricken: YOU ARE NOT!
A Support
Ricken: Hey, Avatar. Would you mind sending this out with the other deliveries?
Avatar: Letter to the family, eh? So did you finally figure out what to write?
Ricken: I just wrote the truth: that I miss them and hope to see them again soon.
Avatar: No tales of glory? No brave words? ...No dismemberment?
Ricken: Hah! Not this time. I guess restoring the family name will have to wait a bit longer.
I simply wrote that I've come a long way, but there's still more to be done.
Not the greatest news in the world, but better than silence, I guess.
Avatar: But it IS great news! I'm sure it'll put their minds at ease.
Ricken: By telling them how weak I still am?
Avatar: No, by telling them you know your limits and you're working to overcome them.
That's a very mature way of thinking. I'm sure they'll be proud.
Ricken: Heh heh! You really think so?
Avatar: I guarantee it! You did great, Ricken. Now get over here!
Ricken: EWWW! Leggo! No noogies!
Stop treating me like a kid! Didn't you JUST finish saying how mature I was?!
Avatar: Ha ha! Sorry, it's just that hat and those cute wittle cheeks just begging to be pinc--
Ricken: Come on, knock it off!
There you go! I'll do more at a latter date.