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'''Chrom:''' Hey, Olivia. What are you doing here all by yourself?
'''Chrom:''' Hey, Olivia. What are you doing here all by yourself?


'''Olivia''' Oh! Milord! C-Chrom! Sir! Sir Milord! ...Hello! Er, I l-like to come hee for peace and quiet. ...To relax.
'''Olivia''' Oh! Milord! C-Chrom! Sir! Sir Milord! ...Hello! Er, I l-like to come here for peace and quiet. ...To relax.


'''Chrom:''' Then I'm intruding. I'll leave you to your-
'''Chrom:''' Then I'm intruding. I'll leave you to your-
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'''Olivia:''' Oh, look at the time! Gotta go!
'''Olivia:''' Oh, look at the time! Gotta go!


'''Chrom:''' Er, Olivia? ... Gods, I'm supposed to be leader of Ylisse and commander of the army.If I can't even talk to my soldiers properly, how am I going to rule my subjects? Or inspire people? Or forge alliances with other nations? But every time I try to talk to Olivia, it ends in this awkward silence... Well, no more. I'll find a way to break through if it kills me!
'''Chrom:''' Er, Olivia? ... Gods, I'm supposed to be leader of Ylisse and commander of the army. If I can't even talk to my soldiers properly, how am I going to rule my subjects? Or inspire people? Or forge alliances with other nations? But every time I try to talk to Olivia, it ends in this awkward silence... Well, no more. I'll find a way to break through if it kills me!
===B Support===
===B Support===
'''Chrom:''' Ah, there's Olivia now...Right! Today I shall be charming and witty, and we will talk of this and that. I'll make her forget her painful shyness as we quickly become fast friends. Maybe a joke would lighten things up. Friendly ribbing always puts me at ease...
'''Chrom:''' Ah, there's Olivia now...Right! Today I shall be charming and witty, and we will talk of this and that. I'll make her forget her painful shyness as we quickly become fast friends. Maybe a joke would lighten things up. Friendly ribbing always puts me at ease...
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'''Olivia:'''Wait, what?! Oh my gosh, I'm so... I mean, I'll do my best! Please... I don't...
'''Olivia:'''Wait, what?! Oh my gosh, I'm so... I mean, I'll do my best! Please... I don't...


'''Chrom:'''N-no! That was a joke! Just...joking! Ha ha! Ha ha ha! ...Ha? See, if you were ACTUALLY bad, I wouldn't joke about it. ...Right? Look Olivia, we all think you're an excellent dancer. Honest. So please-there's no need to be so self-effacing all the time. All right?
'''Chrom:'''N-no! That was a joke! Just... joking! Ha ha! Ha ha ha! ...Ha? See, if you were ACTUALLY bad, I wouldn't joke about it. ...Right? Look Olivia, we all think you're an excellent dancer. Honest. So please-there's no need to be so self-effacing all the time. All right?


'''Olivia:'''Y-you are very kind. But I'm so clumsy, and there's still much that I have to learn.
'''Olivia:'''Y-you are very kind. But I'm so clumsy, and there's still much that I have to learn.
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'''Olivia:''' Oh! *gulp* S-sorry! I forgot-
'''Olivia:''' Oh! *gulp* S-sorry! I forgot-


'''Chrom:'''I do think it's great that you want to better yourself, though.I could take a page or two from your book when it comes to practicing swordplay!
'''Chrom:'''I do think it's great that you want to better yourself, though. I could take a page or two from your book when it comes to practicing swordplay!


'''Olivia:'''Oh, Chrom! Please! You're embarrasing me!
'''Olivia:'''Oh, Chrom! Please! You're embarrasing me!

Revision as of 18:31, 27 May 2015

This page contains all data pertaining to Chrom's supports in Fire Emblem Awakening.

Avatar (M)

C Support

Avatar: Can I ask you something, Chrom?

Chrom: Uh-oh. Should I be nervous?

Avatar: When you found me collapsed and without memory, why did you take me in?

Chrom: Well... Because you were collapsed and without memory?

Avatar: That's it? Pity was your reason?

Chrom: Isn't that enough?

Avatar: Did you never stop to consider if it was some kind of trap?

Chrom: Heh, that's what I have Frederick for.

Avatar: But why didn't-

Chrom: Avatar, if I see someone hurt or in need, I'm going to help them. That's just who I am, and there's no changing it. Or would you rather I'd left you there, face down in the muck?

Avatar: No, of course not. I'm thankful for what you did, I truly am. But it scares me all the same. Chivalry and longevity don't often go hand in hand.

Chrom: Ha! I wish I had a gold coin for every time I got this lecture.

Avatar: I can only offer advice, I'm afraid. You really should be more careful in the future.

Chrom: I'm sorry, but no. If it happened again today, I'd do the same exact thing...

Avatar: But-

Chrom: Peace, Avatar. I have heard your counsel, and I know you mean well. But as I said, this is who I am. I can't change that, nor would I want to.

Avatar: I... I understand. If that is your decision, then so be it. Just do try and be careful, Chrom. For my peace of mind, if not your own?

Chrom: I will. I promise.

B Support

Avatar: Chrom! Are you all right?!

Chrom: Er, yes, I'm fine. ...What's got you so excited?

Avatar: I heard you were attacked behind the mess tent!

Chrom: Pfft! Some local thug approached with a dagger, but he bolted when I drew iron. It was dark... The poor fellow probably thought he was mugging a merchant! Ha!

Avatar: You challenged him alone?!

Chrom: Well, I wouldn't say "challenged", exactly. More like "shooed away". Can't very well just leave that sort around the camp now, can we?

Avatar: By the gods, Chrom! Please, I beg you, do not take any more of these foolish risks.

Chrom: Hah! You do realise we're at war, right? Just walking onto the battlefield is a risk.

Avatar: I don't fear anyone besting you head-on; I fear you being stabbed in the back! Many of our enemies do not share your sense of honour.

Chrom: Do you really think some random cutpurse would get the better of me?

Avatar: Shall I list every hero who said that before being poisoned, sniped, or snared?

Chrom: Well, I don't think a list is necess-

Avatar: You're our COMMANDER, Chrom... Battlefield victories mean nothing if an army loses its leader. You are no longer simply your own man. You stand for all of us.

Chrom: Enough... You have a point. You're right... as you always are. I will be more careful. Thank you, Avatar.

A Support

Avatar: I hear you've been going on patrol with a couple of the men.

Chrom: Only to patrol the immediate area.

Avatar: ...You know what I'm going to say, don't you?

Chrom: That it's too risky, and I need to be more careful. Yes, thank you, mother.

Avatar: But if you know this, then why-

Chrom: Look. I understand enemies could be lying in wait to try and kill me... But there could also be others who need my help! There's a war going on, and people are suffering. I can't ignore them. I won't.

Avatar: So why not send your men to search for these hapless innocents?!

Chrom: Because.

Avatar: Becauuuse...?

Chrom: Because... of you. If I hadn't been there - if Frederick alone had found you - would we have ever met?

Avatar: ...Probably not.

Chrom: You see? And it's not just you, Avatar. It's everyone like you. I know going out there exposes me to danger, and I haven't always been careful. But it's a risk I'm willing to take in order to connect with the people. To forge bonds.

Avatar: Bonds? Between who?

Chrom: You and me. Me and the others. The villagers we've met, the world we've seen... Such bonds are the true strength of this army. Without them, we're lost. Others may disagree, but that's one benefit of leadership: I make the final call.

Avatar: It's hard to argue when you use me as your example. But at least let me come with you.

Chrom: So you can watch my back?

Avatar: That's part of it, yes. But I also want to be there when you find the next me, face down in a field. I want to help you make this army stronger. I want to help you forge new bonds.

Avatar (F)

C Support

Chrom: Finished training for today, Avatar?

Avatar: With combat practice, yes. But I thought I might review a few battle histories...

Chrom: You should relax a bit. Put your feet up. Experienced soldiers rest when they can. On a campaign like this, you never know when the next battle might break out.

Avatar: Heh, so I've noticed. With all that's happened recently, we've barely had time to even eat.

Chrom: It's been a tough road, to be sure. And it's only going to get harder.

Avatar: I do try and rest when I can, though. A lady needs her beauty sleep, after all.

Chrom: Er...

Avatar: ...What? Did I say something?

Chrom: Er, no... No, it's nothing. It's just that... Well, I just didn't consider you the type to care after beauty and such... I suppose I've never really thought of you as a lady.

Avatar: Excuse me?!

Chrom: No! I mean—I didn't mean—not like that! That is to say, a "lady," per se... Er... You know, how you fight and strategize, and... Not to say a lady can't fight, but... Gods, this is coming out all wrong.

Avatar: My goodness, Chrom. You're the scion of a noble family, aren't you? Didn't they teach you manners at your fancy schools growing up?

Chrom: Oh, gods, yes. Of course they did. We spent a whole term on etiquette.

Avatar: Perhaps you could use another term, this time on how to talk with a lady.

Chrom: It's just my image of a lady is someone so prim and proper... perfumed, and pretty... Nothing like you at all! When I look at you, I just don't see a "lady." Does that— ...Er, Avatar? What... What are you doing with that rock?

Avatar: I'm thinking a sharp blow to the head might help fix your eyesight.

Chrom: N-no, wait! It was just a joke! Ha ha... ha? ...Gotta go!

Avatar: I don't believe it. The little craven actually ran away! What kind of manners... Sheesh... Oh, well. Perhaps it's only fair. It's not like I think of him as a gentleman, let alone some fancy noble.

B Support

Chrom: Hey, Avatar? ...Avatar! Are you in here?! Avatar! ...HELLO? I HAVE A QUESTION ABOUT OUR NEXT MOVE!

Avatar: Chrom?! I-is that you? Er, if you could just wait outside, I'll just be a moment...

Chrom: What? Come on in? ...Gods, why is it so steamy in here? Did someone leave—

Avatar: KYAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Chrom: Ah, there you are. I can hardly see a thing through all this blasted steam... Anyway, I wanted to consult with you on tomorrow's march. You see... ...... Er, is there any special reason you aren't wearing any clothing?

Avatar: Chrom? Rather than stand there like a slack-jawed village idiot... PERHAPS YOU COULD WAIT OUTSIDE LIKE I ASKED?!

Chrom: But, I... You... Oh gods, I'm SO sorry! I didn't mean to! That is to say—

Avatar: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUT!

Chrom: R-right! Absolutely! Straightaway! I'll, er, wait outside the tent.

Avatar: All right, you! What sort of idiot blunders straight into the women's bathing tent?!

Chrom: I'm sorry! Very, very sorry! I misheard you, I swear it. I had no intention of peeping!

Avatar: *Sigh* ...Just... Fine. Apology accepted. Now what was so damned important?

Chrom: Oh, er. I was hoping you could offer some advice on tomorrow's route.

Avatar: Fine. What are the options?

Chrom: Well, according to this map, one route is this steep trail through the hills. Or we could circle the hills and follow the main road across the plain. I imagine either would work but wanted to see if you had a preference.

Avatar: Hmm... I'd say the path through the hills. The main road would be easier, but we'd be more exposed if we encountered foes.

Chrom: Right... That's what I was thinking. Thanks for the advice. And, er... Yes! Well, that's it, I guess! So... yes. Bye.

Avatar: Good-bye.

Chrom: ...And Avatar? I'm really sorry about the bath thing. I honestly didn't mean to catch you like that.

Avatar: It's fine. Water under the bridge. Let's forget about it and move on.

Chrom: Er, right. Yes. Good idea. So! I'll catch you later? Argh, no! I mean, I'll SEE you later! ...ARGH! NO! I mean... Good-bye!

A Support

Chrom: I feel so awkward around Avatar. Ever since that bathing tent run-in... *sigh* Whenever I end up alone with her, I'm just frozen in embarrassment. Argh, what should I do? I've never had this problem before. ...Ah, I know: a bath! Yes, perhaps a nice hot bath is just the thing for my nerves... I'll have a soak and then find Avatar for a relaxed conversation, like always.

Avatar: Let's see... The lances and axes are kept around here somewhere... I'll just take a quick inventory and see if any need repairs or replacing... Somewhere... around here... Ah, here—the arms storage tent, I presume? All right then, I'll just head in and— AAAAAAGGGGGGHHH!

Chrom: Avatar?! Where'd you come from?

Avatar: KYAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Chrom: Blazes, what are YOU screaming for? If anyone should be screaming it's me, isn't it? You aren't supp—OUCH! Ow! Stop it! Stop throwing things! Hey, that's sharp! Don't—YEOWCH!

Avatar: ARGH! Have you NO shame?! Noble or not, you should AT LEAST wear a towel when you address a lady!

Chrom: B-but, you—OW!—you were the one who walked in on me!

(Scene transition)

Avatar: ...I... I'm sorry, Chrom.

Chrom: Are we done throwing things?

Avatar: I think. ...I don't know what happened. Something just snapped and...

Chrom: Well, no harm done. The gods' justice, perhaps, for my earlier blunder! Ha ha!

Avatar: Well, anyway, thanks for being so good natured about it all. I feel terrible about that soap dish. How's your ear doing?

Chrom: Better. It still stings a little, but better. In any case, look on the bright side: we've seen each other naked now, right? So I guess we've got nothing left to hide. In a way, we're closer than ever.

Avatar: Not the most appropriate way for a man and woman to get to know each other... But... I suppose as long as nobody else knows...

Chrom: Ha ha! It's like we're partners in crime sharing an unsavory past! Anything that brings us closer will make us stronger on the battlefield. Just you wait.

Avatar: Partners in crime? Heh heh, I like the thought of that. Well, partner, your secret's safe with me...

S Support

Avatar: Chrom! Just the man I wanted to see. We need to talk.

Chrom: *Gulp* Avatar?!

Avatar: It's about the route you drew up for tomorrow's march. I was looking at the map and I noticed... Chrom? Are you listening to me?

Chrom: Er, oh. Of course! ...Actually, no. I kind of had something to... do.

Avatar: Chrom, you're acting very strange. Are you hiding something from me?

Chrom: H-hide? You mean, HIDE hide? Oh, gods, no! N-nothing at all... Nope.

Avatar: Then why are you fidgeting like you've got a squirrel in your pantaloons?

Chrom: I-I'm not fidgeting! I'm perfectly relaxed. ...And, er, normal.

Avatar: And refusing to meet my eye? Listen, Chrom. Didn't you say that we're close friends, with no secrets between us? Didn't you mean that?

Chrom: N-no! I mean, yes! I mean... I swear, it's not like that!

Avatar: *Sigh* I know you've been avoiding me recently. And I'd like to know why, Chrom. I think I deserve an explanation. Please. I can't go on pretending there's nothing wrong. Do you dislike my company now?

Chrom: D-dislike you?! Egads, Avatar, of course I don't dislike you! Nothing could be further from the truth.

Avatar: Then why are you avoiding me?

Chrom: Er...

Avatar: Chrom?

Chrom: D-don't look at me like that... It's just that... we've been fighting a lot together. We're always side by side. At first, I thought of you as an ally, then a comrade, and finally a friend. I've felt the bonds of trust grow between us, stronger and stronger. And then I realized... you were more than just a friend.

Avatar: ...What do you mean?

Chrom: I mean I care about you, Avatar. As a man, and you as a woman.

Avatar: Chrom, we can't possibly—

Chrom: Wait, please! You've made me come this far, and now I'm going to say my piece.

Avatar: ...But when you're worked up like this, you might say something you regret.

Chrom: I don't care! I've tried to keep this bottled up, and I can't do it anymore. I'm going to tell you how I feel, even if your head explodes in embarrassment.

Avatar: O-kay?

Chrom: All right, deep breath... FHOOOOOO! ...Hold... and out... HAAAAAAAAAAAAH. Once more... FHOOOOOOOOO! Holding... holding... and out... HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. Right, I'm set now. Here goes. Prepare yourself, because I'm going to say it!

Avatar: ...Then say it already!

Chrom: Avatar... I'm in love with you.

Avatar: ...Oh.

Chrom: I have been from the very first moment I laid eyes on you. I just didn't realize it until the last little while.

Avatar: ......

Chrom: Look, I know this is sudden and I'm coming on like a wyvern in heat. But I'm not trying to force you into a decision, believe me. Whatever your answer, I shall abide by it—no matter how painful. And come what may, we'll always be friends. That I promise.

Avatar: This is... I'm sorry, Chrom, but this is impossible. The general and his chief tactician? It just... It wouldn't be right. Our first responsibility must be to the soldiers we lead, not to each other. You understand that, don't you?

Chrom: Yes, I do.

Avatar: But someday this war will end. We'll emerge victorious and bring peace back to the world. And when that happens, we'll be free to follow our hearts.

Chrom: ...OUR hearts?

Avatar: Yes... because I love you as well.

Chrom: You do? But that's... but that's... Wonderful! Ah ha ha ha! This is the best day of my life! Avatar... listen to me...

Chrom (Confession): You are the wind at my back, and the sword at my side. Together, my love, we shall build a peaceful world, just you and me.

Lissa

Frederick

C Support

Frederick: I've completed my patrol of the encampment, milord. All appears to be in order. I found no sign of the enemy nearby. I believe we are safe here for the night.

Chrom: Good to hear. Thank you, Frederick.

Frederick: While on my rounds, I took it upon myself to inspect our weaponry as well. I've placed any items that showed exceptional wear outside your pavilion. Be your choice to sell or repair them, sire, I recommend swift action.

Chrom: ...Oh. Well, you HAVE been busy... Your work ethic always impresses, Frederick. I almost feel lazy by comparison.

Frederick: Nonsense. I've done nothing more than my duty as a knight of Ylisse. Oh, and beg pardon, milord, but I noticed you often cause a ruckus when training. With that in mind, I reinforced the tents near any open areas you're likely to use.

Chrom: Er, yes. I see. Sorry for the trouble.

Frederick: No trouble at all, milord. Happy to help. ...Also, with the nights growing colder, I procured blankets from a nearby village. I've readied a variety of colours so you might pick that which best suits you. If I may be so bold, sire, peach would seem to best flatter your complexion. But perhaps blue. Just to be safe? Yes, that's best. Blue it is! Here you are, milord. And two sets of spares, just in case.

Chrom: Frederick, do you never tire?

Frederick: Of course not, milord. I am here to serve. Ah, and one final thing: I've taken measures to raise troop numbers and morale. I had an artisan create posters emblazoned with your noble image. It's milord in a bold pose - naked, save a scale in one hand and a sword in the other. And at your feet, I scrawled our new recruiting motto: "Chrom Wants You!" I had them pinned inside each and every tent. Surely the troops will be thrilled to rally behind their common leader, milord.

Chrom: ...Wait. You did what?! In whose... You hung this pict... In EVERYONE'S tent?!

Frederick: No need for thanks, milord. Merely doing my duty. And that concludes my report. Rest well, sire!

Chrom: F-Frederick! Wait! We really need to... talk. ...Oh, gods. I've got to tear those posters down before anyone sees them!

B Support

Frederick: My deepest apologies, milord. Had I known you'd run from tent to tent rending the posters, I never would have-

Chrom: Gods, I've never been so embarrassed in all my days! My sister nearly pulled a muscle laughing! Listen, Frederick. We need to talk. I know everything you do is for my sake, and I appreciate it. But it's... Well, at times, it's a little extreme. And other times it's damn near traumatic! I'm a grown man, Frederick, and I'm capable of taking care of myself.

Frederick: 'Tis not my place to doubt your capability, milord, but I've duties as a knight. If anything were to happen to you or Lissa, I couldn't... I don't know if I could stand it.

Chrom: But you do see the difference between being a knight and being a nanny?

Frederick: ...I'm sorry, milord, but I would risk your embarrassment rather than forsake my duty.

Chrom: ...Fine! Fine. Let's try this again. Let's pretend you're "milord," and I'm your loyal knight. Now, let's say you sneeze. Just one little sneeze... Suddenly I come dashing up to you with blanket and tea in hand! Or, let's imagine you make an off-hand remark about how fish sounds good... And I ride across two mountains to a freezing river to secure dinner! Or, heavens preserve us, let's suppose you look tired, or perhaps even yawn... So I bring a parade of increasingly arcane herbal cures to your tent for the next hour! How would that make you feel?

Frederick: Milord, I... I would be enraged, milord. And humiliated.

Chrom: You see? At some point, such assistance becomes a burden. I respect your sense of duty as a knight, but you must be sane about it! You waste too much time and energy on my sister and myself, and it saddens us. If you want to make us happy, take some time for yourself. Relax! Enjoy your life!

Frederick: ...Is that an order, sire?

Chrom: *sigh* If it was, I've no doubt you would obey without question. But that would defeat the point. It's not an order, Frederick. It's a request. ...From one friend to another.

Frederick: Milord... Very well. If it is your wish, I shall limit my actions to a bare minimum. I apologise for any trouble my efforts may have caused until now.

Chrom: Thanks for understanding. And for your dedication.

Frederick: It is my pleasure to serve, milord. Er, that is... within reason.

A Support

Frederick: ...And that concludes today's report, milord.

Chrom: All right. Thank you, Frederick.

Frederick: *sigh*

Chrom: Now there's something I never expected to hear. Is everything all right, Frederick?

Frederick: Oh! M-my apologies, sire! I did not mean for you to hear that.

Chrom: It's fine, but are you all right? You're not coming down with something, are you?

Frederick: Not at all, milord. I'm the picture of health.

Chrom: Then why have you seemed so exhausted lately? You looked pale as a sheet this morning! I thought a Risen had entered our camp. The other Shepherds are worried as well. Is something the matter?

Frederick: Milord, I apologise again. I'm just... You see... I feel I've been of no use to either you or Lissa of late...

Chrom: Hmm? What was that? You're mumbling.

Frederick: N-nothing, milord! It's nothing. Perhaps I simply need a bit of sleep.

Chrom: Then go rest! And if there's anything bothering you, come tell me straight away. Oh, but before you go... Thank you for patching the holes in everyone's tents. I know mine is a lot more comfortable without that blasted draft.

Frederick: But milord, I... How did you know?

Chrom: Who else would fix a tiny detail like that after a long day of battle?! So again, my friend, thank you. From everyone. There are days I think this entire army would fall apart if not for you.

Frederick: Milord, I... I don't know what to say. Your praise is the highest honour!

Chrom: Ha ha! It's just the truth, Frederick. That's all. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go speak with Avatar.

Frederick: Yes, of course. Avatar's tent is... that way, wasn't it? I'll get started straight away, milord!

Chrom: Get started... Are you clearing the gravel?! Frederick, what in the world are you doing?!

Frederick: It wouldn't do to have you trip up and hurt yourself, sire! Surely you see... ...Ah! Are you worried you could trip over ME, then? Of course. Not to worry, sire! I have a plan that will let me clear the path well ahead of you.

Chrom: Um... Frederick?

Frederick: Is something amiss, milord? Ah, of course! The reeds are a hazard as well. I'll just pluck them here...

Chrom: That's... not what I was going to say.

Frederick: So careless of me, sire! I'll have the devils uprooted in just a moment!

Chrom: Oh, for the love of...

Frederick: All clear, sire! You can stride through camp without worry or delay!

Chrom: (Is this his idea of keeping things to a minimum?) Still, I suppose if it keeps him happy...

Frederick: Mmm? Did you say something, milord?!

Chrom: Er... Frederick?! For the love of the gods! I have a meeting with Avatar!

Frederick: Oh, yes, here he/she is now. Hello, Avatar. Do pardon the intrusion.

Chrom: Frederick! We don't need you to... You can dust later! And actually, you don't need to dust Avatar at all, Frederick! ...FREDERICK!

Sully

Vaike

Sumia

C Support

Sumia: Oh! There you are!

Chrom: Hello, Sumia. Did you need something?

Sumia: Um, no. Avatar is just looking for you.

Chrom: Oh, right. The strategy meeting. Poor Avatar does love to... AAAAAAARGH!

Sumia: Chrom! Are you all right?!

Chrom: Y-yes, I'm fine. I just tripped on a pebble. Gods, how embarrasing.

Sumia: It's because you're so exhausted! You've been working too hard lately.

Chrom: I'm fine, Sumia. And besides, we're all tired. Such endless fighting wears on everyone.

Sumia: Chrom, you've no need to don a brave face for my sake. You carry twice the burden of anyone. It's only natural you're exhausted.

Chrom: Heh. You're kind to say so. But in truth, everyone looks to their commander for inspiration and strength. An army is only as stalwart as its leader. The instant I show weakness, we're through.

Sumia: It must be so hard for you...

Chrom: I'll...be fine. And please, don't speak of this conversation to anyone. All right?

Sumia: N-no! Of course not! I would never—

Chrom: Ha ha! At ease, Sumia. And stop worrying so much! It'll take more than a few battles to bring this soldier to his knees.

Sumia: I know! You're the greatest warrior that I've ever... Huh. I just realized something.

Chrom: What is it?

Sumia: You trusted me with a secret! It's our first secret together!

Chrom: Um...yes, I suppose it is.

Sumia: Don't worry. My lips are sealed tighter than a bear trap. ...So long as you promise to take a nap before the strategy meeting!

Chrom: ...What?

Sumia: I'll just tell Avatar that you've been delayed.

Chrom: And if I don't agree to your terms?

Sumia: Then I'll tell everyone the mighty Chrom was bested by a mere pebble!

Chrom: That sounds like blackmail... Still, I suppose a short nap couldn't hurt.

Sumia: Ooh, it's so thrilling to be able to help out like this! Anyway, I'll leave you to it. Sweet dreams!

Chrom: That girl has a strange knack for getting her way...

B Support

Sumia: Chrom? Where are you? Hel-LOOOO?

Chrom: ...I'm right here, Sumia.

Sumia: Oh! There you are. Um, so...here. I baked you a pie.

Chrom: Really? Well, this is a surprise. ...Mmm! It smells amazing!

Sumia: You've been working so hard recently, I thought you must be tired... My mother used to bake me rhubarb-and-fiddlehead pie, and it always perked me up.

Chrom: Rhubarb and...fiddleheads? No mutton? Or goat? ...Or bear? I usually prefer a bit of meat in my pies.

Sumia: Absolutely not! Meat is the last thing you need when your body's worn out! A stick of rhubarb will clear your bowels and get you right as rain in no time. That's what my mother used to say anyway—and she was always right!

Chrom: Heh. Old Nurse Nan used to say the same when I was young.

Sumia: See? They can't both be wrong. Now eat your pie while I go clean your smallclothes. I see quite a pile forming on the far side of your cot there! ...Well? Go on! Don't mind me now—just eat your pie!

Chrom: Er, well, if you insist. ...Gods, I HATE rhubarb. But if Sumia thinks it'll make me feel better, I suppose I should force it down... Mmm? Hey, this isn't bad... In fact, it's delicious!


Chrom: ...Well, that was about the best pie I've ever had.

Sumia: ...Hel-LOOOO? Chrom? I'm baaaaack! Oh, have you finished already?

Chrom: I did, and it was amazing! Usually rhubarb makes me queasy, but not this time! What's your secret?

Sumia: Oh, nothing special. Just a bit of spice here and a pinch of herb there... You can make something taste like anything if you know the tricks.

Chrom: Well, Sumia, I'm more than impressed. You're a true wizard of the kitchen.

Sumia: Oh, I'm so glad you liked it. Now then! How about a cup of elderberry tea?

Chrom: Hold on! You made me a pie, so I should be making YOU tea. Just let me boil some water here...

Sumia: Oh, Chrom... This is too much. Really. Hee hee! I knew he'd love the pie! Especially since it took me 15 tries to get it right...

A Support

Sumia: Chrom! Hel-LOOOOOO?!

Chrom: Oh, hey, Sumia.

Sumia: Look! I baked you another pie.

Chrom: Sumia, you are too much. Where do you find all the time and energy for this?

Sumia: Oh, it's nothing. Really! Hardly any trouble at all. Except for finding veggies. ...And grinding flour. ...Oh, and kneading dough. But apart from THAT, it's easy as...well, pie! I like doing it. Really. Honest.

Chrom: Well, if you say so.

Sumia: Oh, I do say so! And today I made an extra big one so we can eat it together!

Chrom: A pie shared with friends is twice as tasty. Or so my old Nurse Nan said. ...Listen, Sumia. I'm... I'm sorry. About bringing you into all this, I mean. You deserve better than a battlefield, but right now that's where I need you.

Sumia: Oh, Chrom... It's an honor and a privilege to serve you. Besides, serving as a soldier isn't all that bad. There are lots of things I like about it.

Chrom: Truly? Like what?

Sumia: Well, the horses are fun!

Chrom: You mean the pegasus? Er, pegasuses? ...Pegasi?

Sumia: Those too! I love swooping through the sky—it's so exhilarating. But I like looking after them even more. Combing manes, brushing teeth...

Chrom: You do spend a lot of time in the stables, now that I think about it.

Sumia: I do hate that they have to fight. When I see them in the thick of battle... I know we need them if we're to win this war. It can't be helped. But, it makes my heart ache every time I see such a beautiful creature hurt.

Chrom: I don't know what to say, Sumia. Except to thank you again. Thank you for all the sacrifices you're making for my sake. I swear that I will do everything in my power to end this war quickly. And I promise to build a peace that will endure for generations.

Sumia: I know you will, Chrom. And I'm going to help you do it!

S Support

Chrom: Sumia?

Sumia: Oh, hello, Chrom.

Chrom: I...I was looking for you. Have you been here long?

Sumia: Actually, I'd just finished baking a pie. I was about to go...look for you.

Chrom: I don't deserve any more of your pies, Sumia. You're being too kind to me.

Sumia: Hee hee! Oh, not at all. I LIKE looking after you!

Chrom: Not as much as looking after the pegasi, I wager.

Sumia: No, not as much as... Wait! NO! I MUCH prefer looking after you!

Chrom: Listen, Sumia. I was looking for you because...I have a favor to ask.

Sumia: You don't have to ask for favors. I'll do anything your heart desires...

Chrom: Er, see, I was hoping... If you were willing... Maybe you might do me the honor... Um...

Sumia: Do you want more pies? Because I'll bake until my hands fall off!

Chrom: P-pies? No, er, what I'm trying to say is... I'm thinking of the rest of our lives and...

Sumia: You want pies every day until you die? We, that's a tall order, but if you—

Chrom: This is not about pies! Just listen!

Sumia: ...Muh?

Chrom: S-sorry, Sumia. This isn't how I thought... Oh, I'm ruining this whole thing! What I want to ask is...will you grant me the honor of...being my wife?

Sumia: Chrom?! Are you...proposing?

Chrom: Yes! You've done so much for me... Your kindness has warmed my heart. And somewhere between the fifth and sixth pie I thought to myself... "Chrom, you must marry this woman and maker her happy for the rest of her life!"

Sumia: I...I don't know what to say. But in truth, I've felt the same way since the very first pie...before that, even. I've known from the start that nothing made me happier than...being with you. But, I never dreamed... Not in a thousand... I mean, me? Marry royalty?!

Chrom: You shall be the finest royal bride the realm has ever seen! Er, that is...if you consent?

Sumia: Of COURSE I'll marry you!

Chrom: No words ever rang as sweet! But now we must make it official. Will you wear this for me?

Sumia: B-but this ring bears the crest of the royal family of house Ylisse! Are you sure I'm allowed to have such a treasure?

Chrom: This was crafted to commemorate my birth, and later given to me by my father. Since my earliest days I have planned to bestow it to the woman I would marry. It is yours now. A symbol of our everlasting love and affection.

Sumia: Oh, Chrom, I'm...I'm so honored. I will treasure it all of my days.

Chrom: Then our future is sure to be filled with happiness and pies, both!

Sumia: Oh, yes! We will have pies morning, noon, and night! ...Er, but would you mind terribly if we hired a cook?

Maribelle

Gaius

C Support

Chrom: Gaius, do you have a moment?

Gaius: What's up, Blue?

Chrom: ...Blue? Er, right. Well, you must have traveled a lot in your old line of work, yes?

Gaius: Sure did! Us thieves tend to outstay our welcome in a hurry.

Chrom: The reason I ask is that I've had little chance to see the world properly. I've journeyed on diplomatic business, but that's pretty much it. And frankly, one majestic court looks very much like another. I've often wondered what it would be like to roam the world free of royal burdens.

Gaius: Ha! You royals up on your pointy towers really don't have a clue! You think us commoners are free to just spend our days sauntering along! Think we pick daisies and gaze at tourist attractions and eat bonbons all day!

Chrom: Look, that's not what I was implying at all. ...And I think you know it.

Gaius: So what's the problem? Tired of silk pants and undying adoration of the masses?

Chrom: I try to appreciate my situation, but being a royal can be incredibly...stifling. It's a comfortable prison, true, but a prison nonetheless.

Gaius: Sounds like a serious case of not being able to count your blessings.

Chrom: It's true—I'm never hungry, I've a hot bath and a warm bed, people leap to my aid... Perhaps you're right. What right have I to complain of such a life?

Gaius: Bingo.

B Support

Gaius: Heya, Blue. Chrom: You know, I really wish you wouldn't call me... Never mind. What can I do for you, Gaius?

Gaius: You got plans for the evening? After supper, I mean?

Chrom: I have to inspect the armory and make sure we're ready for the next battle.

Gaius: Boooooor-ing. What about tomorrow?

Chrom: Tomorrow I meet with the war council to discuss strategy and tactics.

Gaius: Man! It's all work and no play for our fair leader, isn't it?

Chrom: ...What exactly did you want, Gaius? If it's important, I'll carve out some time.

Gaius: Oh, it's not so important. ...Or maybe it IS!

Chrom: Would you please get to the point?

Gaius: Look, I got to thinking about what you said. You know, about not having freedom?

Chrom: Yes?

Gaius: Well, I thought I'd give you a taste of what it's like to be footloose and fancy-free!

Chrom: How do you propose to do that? I don't have time for a 'round-the-world tour.

Gaius: A single evening is all it'll take! ...You just tell me when you're ready.

A Support

Gaius: Finished your preparations? Ready to sample life outside the gilded cage?

Chrom: Preparations? I wasn't aware that—

Gaius: Aw, come on! You want to dress up a bit, don't you? ...I mean, I would.

Chrom: Look, I don't know what you're talking about. Where are we going anyway? How am I supposed to prepare when I have no idea what's going on?

Gaius: Seriously, Blue?! Gods, if you royals aren't the most coddled set of... Look, we're going out to have fun. You know about fun, right? So try to wear something that doesn't look like it was stolen from a corpse.

Chrom: Hey, I have a very keen fashion sense, thank you very much!

Gaius: ...Well, I suppose those clothes'll have to do, then. Come on, Blue! Quit your grumblin'. I'll explain on the way.

Chrom: B-but, wait!


Gaius: Ha ha! So... What'd you think?

Chrom: It was...interesting.

Gaius: Yeah, but was it FUN?!

Chrom: Well, I suppose so. I'd never seen a man juggle flaming hams before... And when those acrobats got into a knife fight...that was really something.

Gaius: I know, you're overwhelmed. It's a lot to take in. Still, we did what we set out to do.

Chrom: And what was that, exactly?

Gaius: To show you a slice of the real world!

Chrom: Ah, yes.

Gaius: So then? Still think you're trapped in a prison made of diamonds and baby tears? Today you wanted to experience something new, and that's exactly what we did! No one tried to stop you. No one asked for your autograph. Nothing stood in the way except your own royal reserve. King or traveling minstrel, the world is as narrow or wide as you make it.

Chrom: You're saaying it's not duty that holds me back...but self-pity? Gods... I've been such a self-indulgent arse...

Gaius: Aw, don't be too hard on yourself, Blue. Those silk-clad shoulders carry a heavier burden than I'd be willing to bear. Just remember—attitude and outlook go a long way toward making your world.

Chrom: And you took me to that den of iniquity just to teach me that lesson?

Gaius: Naw. I like going there, but I can't afford it unless some sap foots the bill. But you be sure to let me know when you want to go again, all right?

Chrom: ...Maybe later.

Olivia

C Support

Chrom: Hey, Olivia. What are you doing here all by yourself?

Olivia Oh! Milord! C-Chrom! Sir! Sir Milord! ...Hello! Er, I l-like to come here for peace and quiet. ...To relax.

Chrom: Then I'm intruding. I'll leave you to your-

Olivia: NO! Er, I mean, it's all right. I don't mind. Really.

Chrom: Well, if you're sure you don't mind...

Olivia: ......

Chrom: ......

Olivia: ......

Chrom: ...... Heh, not very talkative, are you? That's all right. I was never much one for-

Olivia: Oh, look at the time! Gotta go!

Chrom: Er, Olivia? ... Gods, I'm supposed to be leader of Ylisse and commander of the army. If I can't even talk to my soldiers properly, how am I going to rule my subjects? Or inspire people? Or forge alliances with other nations? But every time I try to talk to Olivia, it ends in this awkward silence... Well, no more. I'll find a way to break through if it kills me!

B Support

Chrom: Ah, there's Olivia now...Right! Today I shall be charming and witty, and we will talk of this and that. I'll make her forget her painful shyness as we quickly become fast friends. Maybe a joke would lighten things up. Friendly ribbing always puts me at ease...



Chrom: Ha ha! Why, if it isn't Olivia! Ha ha! Here by yourself again?

Olivia:EEK! Oh milord! I mean Chrom! Sir! I was just...practicing my dancing...Since I'm useless at fighting.I mean, it's what I do, you know? Dancing, that is. Not fighting. ...Yes. Well. Anyway.

Chrom:Ha ha! Oh, Olivia, what a wit you are! But you mustn't sell yourself short. If you were a poor dancer, I'd just kick you out of the Sheperds!

Olivia:Wait, what?! Oh my gosh, I'm so... I mean, I'll do my best! Please... I don't...

Chrom:N-no! That was a joke! Just... joking! Ha ha! Ha ha ha! ...Ha? See, if you were ACTUALLY bad, I wouldn't joke about it. ...Right? Look Olivia, we all think you're an excellent dancer. Honest. So please-there's no need to be so self-effacing all the time. All right?

Olivia:Y-you are very kind. But I'm so clumsy, and there's still much that I have to learn.

Chrom: You're doing it again.

Olivia: Oh! *gulp* S-sorry! I forgot-

Chrom:I do think it's great that you want to better yourself, though. I could take a page or two from your book when it comes to practicing swordplay!

Olivia:Oh, Chrom! Please! You're embarrasing me!

Chrom:But, I didn't mean to...

Olivia:Um...

Chrom: Er, Olivia? Is something wrong? You're...staring at me...

Olivia: I am?! Ah, SORRY! I mean... Um... I think I left the campfire burning! Gotta go!

Chrom: No, wait! Olivia!... That girl is a puzzle. Still, we actually exchanged a few words today, I suppose that's progress.

Lucina

C Support

Lucina: Might I ask for a lesson, Father? I would love to learn the sword from you.

Chrom: You're a master in your own right already. What could I possibly teach you? You're likely better served training alone where you can hone your own style.

Lucina: But I was hoping that you might... That we could...

Chrom: Hmm?

Lucina: ...I'm sorry. If it's a bother, I won't insist.

Chrom: I never said it was a bother. I just meant that with your level of skill, you'd be...

Lucina: ...

Chrom: ...Heh. Fine. Go fetch a pair of practice blades.

Lucina: Wonderful! I just so happen to have two right here...

Chrom: Well, someone's certainly prepared. Very well, let's begin.

Lucina: Yes, sir!


Chrom: Hnngh!

Lucina: Yaaah!

Chrom: Ngh...

Lucina: ...Urgh!

Chrom: ...Impressive as ever. I was certain I dodged that one, but you nicked my shoulder.

Lucina: Still, you had me soundly beat. Had you not held back on that blow to my chest, I'd have a few shattered ribs. I was right to think you still have much to teach me. We'll have to make these lessons a habit.

Chrom: Wait, you didn't just... Did you throw that match just so we'd continue doing this?

Lucina: Why, Father... I would never!

Chrom: ...Devious. I see I'll have to keep a closer eye on you, heh.

B Support

Chrom: All right. That should do it for today's training. Let's stop here.

Lucina: Thank you, Father.

Chrom: It still feels so strange to hear you call me that...

Lucina: You don't like it?

Chrom: No, no. It's not that I dislike it. It's just... different, is all. I'm still wrestling with the reality that I have a child, and that that child is you.

Lucina: I see.

Chrom: Oh, but don't tell your mother. You know how she can be.

Lucina: Ha! It always seemed to me like you told her everything... In the future, I mean... You two were always so close.

Chrom: Oh, come now. You make us sound like a pair of fawning lovebirds. I'm sure we would never embarrass ourselves, especially at court...

Lucina: So you say, but your blushing face seems a little less certain! ...Heh. It feels good to share a secret. It's been too long. You were always sharing little titbits with me in the future.

Chrom: Was the future me really so furtive? I don't think of myself as a man of secrets.

Lucina: Oh, they were just silly little things. Still, it gave me a thrill to hear them.

Chrom: So the future me wasn't so much furtive, but more of a hopelessly doting father?

Lucina: Well, there was one thing you never did tell me.

Chrom: Oh?

Lucina: ...How you and mother first met.

Chrom: That's... not the sort of story a daughter needs to hear.

Lucina: It's certainly one this daughter would LIKE to hear! Why don't we make a little wager? If I manage to defeat you, you'll tell me.

Chrom: ...I'm not so sure that's...

Lucina: That certain you'll lose, eh?

Chrom: Hmph! ...Very well. I accept.

Lucina: Then get ready, Father, because I'm serious about hearing this story!

Chrom: And I'm serious about not telling it - so likewise!

A Support

Lucina: I'm ready for today's training, Father.

Chrom: Before we begin, I have a question.

Lucina: Oh?

Chrom: It's something I'd been meaning to ask for some time now. Once this war is over, will you be able to return to your own world?

Lucina: ...I don't know. Even if it were possible to cross the bounds of time again, my world itself may be lost. Naga said as much before we left.

Chrom: I see.

Lucina: But don't worry, Father. Once peace is returned, I'll leave you to your life.

Chrom: What? Why?

Lucina: I understand I don't belong in this time. I'll not have myself become a burden.

Chrom: Lucina! I never want to hear you say such a thing again!

Lucina: Father?

Chrom: I've told you before, you are no burden. You could never be a burden!

Lucina: But...

Chrom: I fear I'm not very adept at putting these sorts of things into words... But it's clear you need to hear something, so listen well.

Lucina: ...All right. I'm listening.

Chrom: Lucina... I am so very grateful for you. Grateful that you were born... That you grew into such a fine and noble woman... Grateful you withstood terrible hardship and risked all you knew to come here... I haven't the words to express how much it all means to me. None, save "thank you".

Lucina: Father...

Chrom: You're my daughter and my friend. You will always have a place at my side.

Lucina: Father, I... Th-thank... Oh, Father! *sob*

Chrom: Shhh, it's all right, Lucina. There, there, it's all right now. Daddy's here for you...

Inigo

Brady

Kjelle

Cynthia

Morgan (M)