Arsene's Dark History "...All right, then."
Arsene said somewhat reluctantly, "Any kind of secret will do?"
"If that's not enough, add more."
Iver said simply, "Moon Deer will tell you when the time comes—you're not telling me. You're telling it. Children like hearing this sort of thing."
...Secrets, shame, sin.
In other words, a dark history?
Arsene hesitated, racking his brains for quite some time before finally managing to think of several secrets whose details even he could barely remember.
"...When I was very young... Back when I was working as a sailor aboard a ship," Arsene began slowly, "I accidentally discovered some smuggled goods the second mate had brought aboard. It was Elf Dew, an ingredient used to make Love Spirit Medicine. The second mate had hidden it inside some rum. I realized it was lighter than normal rum when I was carrying it, and the sound it made when shaken, as well as its center of gravity, was a little different... So I made a curious inspection.
"But I didn't report it to the captain. Instead, I secretly took some of it and sold it for money after we went ashore. That was my... first theft. And perhaps my first murder.
"Because later... when the second mate was supposed to return to the ship, he disappeared. We waited a day, but he never came back... I felt at the time that he might have been killed by the gang he was trading with because the shipment was short. I regretted it deeply, so from then on, I never kept stolen money on me... The money I'd previously made by selling Elf Dew on the black market was all anonymously donated to the orphanage afterward.
"...Even though I didn't even have a place to live back then."
"—Not enough."