Astram/Conversations

The following text is an unofficial translation by fans. There may be stylistic differences with official sources and other unofficial translations.

This page contains all of Astram's paired base conversations.

Astram and Kris

First conversation

Kris: Oh...! Astram... No, Sir Astram.
Astram: ... Is that weapon for training?
Kris: Yes.
Astram: ...What's wrong, why won't you begin? Or would you rather... we continue our fight from before?
Kris: ...
Astram: Chiasmir Bridge, Khadein, and then Altea Castle... The two of us have fought many times as enemies. I'm sure you must harbor some resentment towards me.
Kris: ...Prince Marth has accepted you. Therefore, you're our ally. ...However, I'd be lying if I said I held no ill feelings towards you.
Astram: ...Naturally. Then, shall we begin?
Kris: I have no interest in a battle to the death. However, if you want an one-on-one duel, then I'd love to.
Astram: Excellent. If that's what you choose, then I shall be your opponent...

Second conversation

Kris: ...Sir Astram.
Astram: Somebody interrupted our last duel. I'm sure you weren't fully satisfied. So, shall we continue it now?
Kris: Yes, I'd love to. ...
Astram: What's wrong, why are you hesitating? You've been fighting excellently. There's no reason for you to hesitate.
Kris: I've been thinking about my reason to fight you. Whether this would be proof of my loyalty to Prince Marth or not... That's my only concern.
Astram: ...I'm your enemy, am I not? Is loyalty more important?
Kris: That's right. Do you find that odd?
Astram: No, I'm the same. Nothing is more important to me than my loyalty to Princess Nyna.
Kris: ...I see, so that's the kind of knight you are. That's why you pursued us relentlessly, and why you're here with us now...
Astram: That's true. Everything derives from my loyalty to the princess.
Kris:
(If Kris is male)
...I changed my mind, Sir Astram. Let's leave our duel for another day.
(If Kris is female)
...Sir Astram. Let's leave our duel for another day.
Astram: Fine. I'll be your opponent anytime.)

Third conversation

Kris: Sir Astram.
Astram: Kris.
Kris: When I fought beside you, I understood something. In the beginning, you were our enemy - one I had sworn to strike down with my own hands. However, you... aren't a bad person. Even I know that much.
Astram: ... I might have given you the wrong idea, but I don't wish to fight you anymore. Now, I just... ...wish to apologize to you all. That's it.
Kris: Apologize...?
Astram: I didn't expect to obtain that forgiveness through words. So, at the very least, I hoped to use a duel as an apology.
Kris: So in order to apologize to us, you accepted my challenge, even though I considered you an enemy? Even if it wasn't a duel to the death, didn't you consider the possibility... that I could try and kill you?
Astram: ...I couldn't help it. I didn't know any other way to apologize.
Kris:
(If Kris is male)
...You're a clumsy man, aren't you? But, I might have misunderstood you.
(If Kris is female)
...You're really clumsy, aren't you? But, I might have misunderstood you.
Astram: ...Kris.
Kris:
(If Kris is male)
Sir Astram. I want to test you. I'd like to duel with you right now. However... Not by clashing anger with anger... But in deference to each other, seeking to best each other in battle.
(If Kris is female)
Sir Astram. I wish to duel with you right now. However... Not by clashing anger with anger... But in deference to each other, seeking to best each other in battle.

Astram: Very well, I accept.

Astram and Jeorge

First conversation

Astram: Sorry, Jeorge. I shouldn't have forced you to stall that battle.
Jeorge: No, I don't mind. As a knight of Archanea, your conduct was impeccable as always. ...But, it's been years since we've been able to chat like this.
Astram: Yeah. This brings back memories. I was just a simple mercenary commander and you, a single bow knight...
Jeorge: Heh heh, it's been a while. There... was someone else too.
Astram: You mean Midia?
Jeorge: Yeah. She was always grumpy when you came to the palace.
Astram: That's because Midia believed wholeheartedly in the Archanean knights. She probably thought... that mercenaries were a blight on the force.
Jeorge: Hang on a moment. Don't act like you had nothing to do with it. Who was it that picked a fight with the female commander over everything?
Astram: Gah, that was...
Jeorge: I remember hearing your voices echoing throughout the palace: her orders, and your rebuttals.
Astram: Do you honestly believe any self-respecting mercenary could stand being told to "leave this army at once and go home"?
Jeorge: I'm pretty sure there were other mercenaries there too. Hmm... By any chance, were you the one who mistook Midia for a man, and got in trouble for it...?
Astram: Bah, of all the things... That is utter nonsense. Her silken locks, that heavenly face, radiating her pride and sense of duty... It would take a tasteless scoundrel with no eye for beauty to see her as anything less than a goddess.
Jeorge: Astram... That... might be too much information, thank you.
Astram: Hah!
Jeorge: Honestly... You might just be the most entertaining person I know.
Astram: Tch. ...I'm heading back.
Jeorge: Hmm. Did I go too far?

Second conversation

Astram: ...Oh right, Jeorge. Do you remember?
Jeorge: What?
Astram: That final attack of yours... In our last practice.
Jeorge: Yes, I remember.
Astram: It surprised me quite a bit... Did you aim there on purpose?
Jeorge: Of course. I was originally a mounted soldier, my friend. It's not as hard as it looks.
Astram: What!? ...Then, do all bow knights learn tricks like that...?
Jeorge: ...It was a joke. That was the first time I pulled it off in a real battle.
Astram: Jeorge! My heart was welling up with admiration for a moment there. Give it back!
Jeorge: Haha, sorry about that.
Astram: Do you remember? After that training session.
Jeorge: Midia was furious. She really put you through the wringer. Er, oops...
Astram: Wha- How did you...?
Jeorge: I told you, Astram. Your voices--they echoed. "Why in god's name didn't you retaliate!?" ...I think that's what Midia said. What she said really got to you, didn't it? All of us sympathized with you that time.
Astram: Bah...!
Jeorge: Whoops, I've gone too far again. Sorry about that.
Astram: N-no... It's okay.
Jeorge: ...So, Astram. Today, you're going to tell me.
Astram: You want me to tell you about Hardin... Am I correct in assuming so?
Jeorge: Exactly. I highly doubt you hadn't noticed anything. Not after receiving Mercurius.
Astram: ...
Jeorge: You'll tell me, right? Well, Astram?
Astram: Yes. So, you had best listen carefully.

Third conversation

Astram: ...In short, Prince Marth was my target.
Jeorge: Your loyalty to your liege was absolute, was it not...? Well?
Astram: That's correct.
Jeorge: ...Sigh. As stuffy as ever, eh, old friend?
Astram: Wh-what's wrong with being a little adamant?!
Jeorge: Precisely. You take something on, think too much about it... and then blindly cling to your conclusions.
Astram: ......
Jeorge: Of course, I do believe you were right this time. As a knight, that is. However... as a friend, I'm not so sure.
Astram: As a... friend?
Jeorge: Astram, listen. You should trust people more. There's nary a knight who doesn't know of your unshakable loyalty. And of course, I'm... one of them.
Astram: ...Jeorge.
Jeorge: I want to help you.
Astram: Yeah... I get it. Truly, I absolutely agree with you. ...You have my deepest thanks, Jeorge.
Jeorge: Heh heh, this certainly is a change.
Astram: Of course. You aren't ever this serious when there's nobody else around... I know you're being considerate.
Jeorge: Haha, indeed. This time, you really do understand, Astram.
Astram: Heh, how long have we known each other, eh? ...Anyway. Enough of the past.
Jeorge: Indeed.
Astram: ...Don't die, Jeorge.
Jeorge: Yeah. You too, Astram.

Astram and Midia

First conversation

Astram: ...You continue to improve. I'm glad I've had the opportunity to see that for myself, Midia dear.
Midia: You too, Astram... I'm amazed at your technique. I can barely defend myself as I am now.
Astram: It's a pity Altea's finances are sorely lacking. We can barely afford to equip ourselves with what little we have now. A war of attrition will only serve to destroy us. In short, unless each and every soldier continues to improve, we have no chance of victory.
Midia: You speak truly. The battle will likely grow more fierce with each passing day.
Astram: Although... the rate at which everyone is improving fills me with this strange sense of anxiety. I can't quite explain it. It seems as though if I were to become complacent, then I would fall far behind.
Midia: As a knight of Archanea, t'would be a passing shame if we could not surpass these foreign knights.
Astram: If we are to lead the vanguard, and rescue our fair queen... we must be focused.
Midia: That task... That one task is one we cannot entrust to any other.
Astram: Oh, Midia... Should we rest a short while? We're both out of breath.
Midia: No, please, allow me to continue. I'm not entirely satisfied with myself thus far.
Astram: ...Very well. Come, Midia!
Midia: Hah!

Second conversation

Astram: ...Not good enough!
Midia: Ugh... Kyaaa!
Astram: Ah... Midia, are you okay!? Forgive my carelessness...
Midia: Mm, I'm fine. 'Tis just a scratch... Don't worry. Teeheehee. I just remembered... our first duel.
Astram: Eh...?
Midia: Ahaha, that time, you sent me flying across the room! I was pretty roughed up that time.
Astram: I-I'm sorry...
Midia: I sobbed into my pillow all night. I really, really despised you. Heehee, it was a big moment for me. I'm the way I am now thanks to that loss. I trained so much harder, just to reach your level. Besides...
Astram: Besides?
Midia: You had such an ice-cold look on your face at the time. Now? Your eyes are so much softer... It makes me really happy.
Astram: Midia...
Midia: I'll see if I can find myself a vulnerary. Please wait a moment.
Astram: That reminds me, we... We've been training all the time, haven't we? I should learn to take it easier with her...

Third conversation

Midia: ...Phew. Shall we stop for now?
Astram: Mm. Let's call it a day. Err, Midia... May I... hold your hand?
Midia: Eh? Yes... Of course.
Astram: ...They're so silken... It's hard to believe these are the hands of a battle-hardened warrior...
Midia: It's been some time since we've sat together like this, and just held hands. It's kind of ticklish.
Astram: Indeed. We've done nothing but train since our reunion...
Midia: What's wrong, Astram? Are you alright? Why are you so insecure? You can hold me as tightly as you want, whenever you want. It makes me happy. We'll always be together, no matter what... Isn't that right, my love?
Astram: Yes... I know that a lot of people say I'm too hard-nosed. Even though I've finally got you here in my arms, I've done naught but train. I don't believe I've spoken a single word of comfort to you. Even though we're in the middle of a campaign, I thought I should give more value to the time I spend with you. I'm sorry...
Midia: My, you don't need to apologize. I wanted to train with you too. We'll have all the time in the world to whisper sweet nothings after the war. And I think... that would be for the best.
Astram: I see... Then, we're both stubborn fools.
Midia: Teehee, indeed. Then, can I ask for one last spar?
Astram: Alright. ...I won't hold back, okay?
Midia: Of course.