Sumia/Supports

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

Robin (M)

Sumia	Support information:				Robin (M)
	C: 4 pts.	B: 8 pts.	A: 13 pts.	S: 18 pts.

C Support

Robin: That's a lot of books you've got there, Sumia. Are you going to read all of them?
Sumia: Oh, hello, Robin! Yes, this IS a lot of books, isn't it? Someone threw them out of a wagon, so I figured I'd give them a good home.
Robin: What a good idea! I always find it relaxing to do a little light reading in the evening.
Sumia: Oh, you can borrow some if you want? I certainly can't read them all at once.
Robin: You don't mind?
Sumia: Of course not! Here, which one looks good?
Robin: I'm not sure. What do you recommend?
Sumia: Let's see... Ooh, this one looks like a real page-turner! "Shanty Pete and the Haunted Pirates"!
Robin: Er, thank you, but I don't like to read scary stories before bed.
Sumia: Oh, of course. Well, what about... "A Simpleton's Guide to Pegasus Care"?
Robin: I'm not really that into animal nonfiction...
Sumia: Well, maybe third time's the charm. Let's see now... Oh, this looks great! "Wyvern Wars: Terror at High Noon"!
Robin: ...Do you perhaps have anything a bit more...literary?
Sumia: ...Oh, pegasus poop! I'm USELESS at this! Useless, useless, useless! Just pick him out a book, Sumia! It's so easy, Sumia! But noooooo! I'm too...darn...USELESS! *Sniff* Waaaaaaaaah!
Robin: Oh, goodness! Please don't cry! I didn't mean to imply... A-actually, did you say "Wyvern Wars"? I've always wanted to read that one! I mean, it has terror at high noon and everything, right? You, uh, can't beat that...
Sumia: *Sniff* R-really? You want that one? Oh, I'm so happy... I hope you like it!
Robin: (Pretty sure I have to at this point...)

B Support

Robin: Here's that book I borrowed, Sumia. It was actually pretty interesting. The encounter at high noon was epic! I stayed up far too late reading it.
Sumia: Oh, I'm so glad you liked it! I'll bump it up to the top of my pile.
Robin: So, what are you reading now?
Sumia: "Ribald Tales of the Faith War."
Robin: I've never heard of it. Is it a novel?
Sumia: Yes. It's roughly based on historical events, but all the characters are made up. And there's lots of... Well, ribald parts. But I suppose that's obvious.
Robin: You don't say?
Sumia: Do you like novels, Robin? Or are you more of a nonfiction type?
Robin: Novels are good. Although I suppose I read a little bit of everything.
Sumia: Oh, I just LOVE a good novel! I get so caught up in them I sometimes forget my own sad little life. I can pretend to be a knight in shiny armor! ...Or maybe an evil mage. Bwa ha ha!
Robin: I know what you mean. I always feel a bit sad when a good story comes to an end.
Sumia: Oh, I know. Then it's back to reality for Sumia! Back to sad, sad reality... Er, but then I think about the next story and get excited all over again!
Robin: So then? What are you planning to read next?
Sumia: "Mad Tales of a Bloodthirsty Falcon Knight"! ...Volume one. Of thirty-seven.
Robin: Oh. Well, that's certainly sounds...like...a thing...

A Support

Sumia: Hold, Robin! Do you think me insane?!
Robin: Well, I didn't...
Sumia: For I see that which others cannot! Demons and devils lurk in shadows dark!
Robin: A-are you feeling all right, Sumia? Perhaps I should summon a healer...
Sumia: ...What? Hee hee! Oh, no, I'm fine! See, I'm reading a new book. I was just pretending to be the heroine. Her name is Madame Shambles, and she sees what others cannot in shadows dark! Anyway, I've been saying her lines to try and get inside her head and be more like her. ...Do you think that's weird?
Robin: Yes, it's actually very weird.
Sumia: Oh, pegasus dung! I was worried it might be. But see, I thought if I could act like her, I'd maybe become less of a clod.
Robin: You don't need to pretend to be someone else, Sumia. You're perfect as you are! ...Well, maybe not perfect. But pretty good. Anyway, if you did end up changing, we'd lose the Sumia we know and love.
Sumia: R-really? Gosh, I never figured anyone would give two hoots. But if YOU'D miss me, Robin...
Robin: Of course I would!
Sumia: Well, all right then! My next book will be about a girl who's clumsy and plain like me!
Robin: Er, I think you're missing the point of—
Sumia: Ooo, wait! Look at this one! "The Princess Who Fell Down the Stairs"! It's PERFECT!
Robin: Yes... Yes, I suppose it is.

S Support

Robin: ...Sumia? I can't help but notice that you aren't carrying a book.
Sumia: I'm done with books! No more make-believe for me! At least, not until I gain more confidence in who I am.
Robin: Oh? What brought this on?
Sumia: I realized I was using those stories to run away from myself. Every time I messed up, I'd read a book and pretend I was someone else. Well, that's just not healthy! ...Plus I was running out of books. Anyway, I decided it was time to stop before I became totally helpless.
Robin: You're not hopeless, Sumia.
Sumia: Oh, posh! It's nice of you to say so for my sake, but you can be honest with me.
Robin: I am being honest, Sumia. I've been thinking of you ever since we started sharing books. In truth I...I think about you all the time. And I've grown incredibly fond of you.
Sumia: Um, are YOU pretending to be a character now? Because I can't believe that—
Robin: I bought a ring! ...For you, I mean. I'm a simple man with little in the way of wealth or land or social opportunity. And I certainly can't make you a princess like the heroines in your stories. But I can promise to love you more each day that we are together. Sumia, will you marry me?
Robin: Oh, Robin... I don't need to be a princess! I don't need anything else if I have you! I accept! I accept with all my heart!
Robin: Oh, Sumia, I'm so happy! It's like we're in a storybook of our very own.
Sumia: And we'll live happily ever after!
Sumia (Confession): It's so nice to feel special for once, to love someone more than anything in the world and have them love me back.

Robin (F)

Sumia	Support information:			Robin (F)
	C: 3 pts.	B: 8 pts.	A: 15 pts.

C Support

Robin: That's a lot of books you've got there, Sumia. Are you going to read all of them?
Sumia: Oh, hello, Robin! Yes, this IS a lot of books, isn't it? Someone threw them out of a wagon, so I figured I'd give them a good home.
Robin: What a good idea! I always find it relaxing to do a little light reading in the evening.
Sumia: Oh, you can borrow some if you want? I certainly can't read them all at once.
Robin: You don't mind?
Sumia: Of course not! Here, which one looks good?
Robin: I'm not sure. What do you recommend?
Sumia: Let's see... Ooh, this one looks like a real page-turner! "Shanty Pete and the Haunted Pirates"!
Robin: Er, thank you, but I don't like to read scary stories before bed.
Sumia: Oh, of course. Well, what about... "A Simpleton's Guide to Pegasus Care"?
Robin: I'm not really that into animal nonfiction...
Sumia: Well, maybe third time's the charm. Let's see now... Oh, this looks great! "Wyvern Wars: Terror at High Noon"!
Robin: ... Do you perhaps have anything a bit more... literary?
Sumia: ...Oh, pegasus poop! I'm USELESS at this! Useless, useless, useless! Just pick her out a book, Sumia! It's so easy, Sumia! But noooooo! I'm too... darn... USELESS! *Sniff* Waaaaaaaaaah!
Robin: Oh goodness! Please don't cry! I didn't mean to imply... A-actually, did you say "Wyvern Wars"? I've always wanted to read that one! I mean, it has terror at high noon and everything, right? You, uh, can't beat that...
Sumia: *Sniff* R-really? You want that one? Oh, I'm so happy... I hope you like it!
Robin: (Pretty sure I have to at this point...)

B Support

Robin: Here's that book I borrowed, Sumia. It was actually pretty interesting. The encounter at high noon was epic! I stayed up far too late reading it.
Sumia: Oh, I'm so glad you liked it! I'll bump it to the top of my pile.
Robin: So, what are you reading now?
Sumia: "Ribald Tales of the Faith War."
Robin: I've never heard of it. Is it a novel?
Sumia: Yes. It's roughly based on historical events, but all the characters are made up. And there's lots of... Well, ribald parts. But I suppose that's obvious.
Robin: You don't say?
Sumia: Do you like novels, Robin? Or are you more of a nonfiction type?
Robin: Novels are good. Although I suppose I read a little bit of everything.
Sumia: Oh, I just LOVE a good novel! I get so caught up in them I sometimes forget my own sad little life. I can pretend to be knight in shining armor! ...Or maybe an evil mage. Bwa ha ha!
Robin: I know what you mean. I always feel a bit sad when a good story comes to an end.
Sumia: Oh, I know. Then it's back to reality for Sumia! Back to sad, sad reality... Er, but then I think about the next story and get excited all over again!
Robin: So then? What are you planning to read next?
Sumia: "Mad Tales of a Bloodthirsty Falcon Knight"! ...Volume one. Of thirty-seven.
Robin: Oh. Well, that certainly sounds... like... a thing...

A Support

Sumia: Hold, Robin! Do you think me insane?!
Robin: Well, I didn't...
Sumia: For I see that which others cannot! Demons and devils lurk in shadows dark!
Robin: A-are you feeling all right, Sumia? Perhaps I should summon a healer...
Sumia: ...What? Hee hee! Oh, no. I'm fine! See, I'm reading a new book. I was just pretending to be the heroine. Her name was Madame Shambles, and she sees what others cannot in shadows dark! Anyway, I've been saying her lines to try and get inside her head and be more like her. ...Do you think that's weird?
Robin: Yes, it's actually very weird.
Sumia: Oh, pegasus dung! I was worried it might be. But see, I thought if I could act like her, I'd maybe become less of a clod.
Robin: You don't need to pretend to be someone else, Sumi. You're perfect as you are! ...Well, maybe not perfect. But pretty good. Anyway, if you did end up changing, we'd lose the Sumia we know and love.
Sumia: R-really? Gosh, I never figured anyone would give two hoots. But if YOU'D miss me, Robin...
Robin: Of course I would!
Sumia: Well, alright then! My next book will be about a girl who's clumsy and plain like me!
Robin: Er, I think you're missing the point of—
Sumia: Ooh, wait! Look at this one! "The Princess Who Fell Down the Stairs"! It's PERFECT!
Robin: Yes... Yes, I suppose it is.

Chrom

Sumia	Support information:				Chrom
	C: 2 pts.	B: 6 pts.	A: 10 pts.	S: 14 pts.

C Support

Sumia: Oh! There you are!
Chrom: Hello, Sumia. Did you need something?
Sumia: Um, no. Robin is just looking for you.
Chrom: Oh, right. The strategy meeting. Poor Robin does love to... AAAAAAARGH!
Sumia: Chrom! Are you all right?!
Chrom: Y-yes, I'm fine. I just tripped on a pebble. Gods, how embarrassing.
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 Robin 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!
(Time passes)
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?

Frederick

Sumia	Support information:				Frederick
	C: 4 pts.	B: 8 pts.	A: 13 pts.	S: 18 pts.

C Support

Sumia: Frederick! What are you doing up so early?
Frederick: Good morning, Sumia. I'm inspecting everyone's weapons and armor to ensure all is ready for battle.
Sumia: But it's not even dawn yet! Don't you ever sleep?
Frederick: I have sworn to serve Chrom and the Shepherds to the best of my ability. As commander, Chrom bears a burden far heavier than any of ours. It would ill behoove me to neglect any opportunity to lessen that load.
Sumia: He's fortunate to have you. Imagine getting up this early just to check gear!
Frederick: I did not stir this morn simply to satisfy myself as to our battle readiness. I also exercised, performed a number of weapon drills, and patrolled the camp. I then stoked the fire, readied the makings for morning tea, and consumed one egg.
Sumia: Er...
Frederick: Oh, and I scared off a noisy flock of birds nesting too near milord's tent. Then, with no other pressing task, I took the time to inspect our equipment.
Sumia: Good heavens.
Frederick: Apologies, my lady. You must find my prattle to be terribly dull. I have often been criticized for what some consider to be an excess of zeal. Such devotion appears to make my comrades uneasy.
Sumia: Well, I think it's wonderful!
Frederick: ...You do?
Sumia: Absolutely! You're an inspiration, Frederick. There's no other word for it. Look at all you do for Chrom! It makes me wish I was more like you. I'm so sick of being the girl whose main contribution is falling on her face! I know we all need levity in these times, but I would still prefer to do more.
Frederick: I don't know what to say. You're the first person who has ever understood what I'm trying to do. Perhaps we should join our causes to each other. We could be the grease that keeps the Shepherds running smoothly.
Sumia: Now THAT is a splendid idea!

B Support

Sumia: I'm so sorry, Frederick!
Frederick: I-it's quite all right, milady. I suppose it is a bit complicated the first time.
Sumia: But I can't believe I got lost patrolling the camp. So embarrassing! And I don't know HOW I managed to drop that potion. That...expensive potion. Although you did agree the broom was worn out before it broke, so that's probably... Oh gosh, and the fire! I'm SO SORRY about the fire! You have a spare tent, right?
Frederick: Yes, well, look on the bright side: you did a splendid job pulling weeds. I don't see a single straggler in this entire camp!
Sumia: Well, I always liked making little chains and bracelets out of flowers!
Frederick: ...Er, you did just pluck weeds, yes? Not the flowers from the flowerbeds?
Sumia: Flower...beds? Oh, HORSE PLOP! It's true! All I'm good for is falling on my face! I'm going to go back to bed and pull the covers over my head.
Frederick: Please, milady, no! You mustn't give up.
Sumia: B-but...
Frederick: The most important part of any battle is that you give your all. Everything you did today was out of consideration for your fellow Shepherds. And if the results were less than optimal? Well, it's not the worst thing in the world. So long as you strive to help people, success will eventually find its way to you.
Sumia: Oh, Frederick! If you really think so, then I promise not to give up! Perhaps I could make little flower necklaces for everyone!
Frederick: ...Please don't.

A Support

Frederick: Hmm... What to do, what to do...
Sumia: Hello, Frederick. Is something wrong?
Frederick: Ah, Sumia. Yes, something IS wrong! This horse escaped the paddock during the night. I managed to catch it by the bridle, but the foul beast refuses to be led back!
Sumia: Oh, is that all? Here, let me try.
Frederick: No, milady, it's too dangerous! The brute is practically frothing at the mouth!
Sumia: Oh, don't be silly... There, what a nice horsey... Shhhhhh... Auntie Sumia won't hurt you, I promise. But if you stay out here, the wolves might get you. Let's go back to your friends.
Frederick: By the nine heavens! It's moving!
Sumia: We'll be fine, Frederick. I'll make sure this brave guy gets back safe.
Frederick: You have a gift, milady. I thought the creature would die on this very spot.
Sumia: Oh, he just needed some encouragement is all. It's kind of like how you aid and motivate Chrom! Humans and horses both need friends to lean on sometimes.
Frederick: Still, you performed a great service, and I am in your debt.
Sumia: Oh, really, it's not a big—
Frederick: Do not be modest, milady! I might have wrestled that beast all day without you!
Sumia: Yes, possibly. Except, well, the thing is... See, last night, I fed the horses. And you know the latch on the gate? The one you're supposed to close? Weeell, there's a teensy-tinesy possibility I might have left it...kind of...open.
Frederick: By the gods! So it was you who let this demon beast free!

S Support

Sumia: Frederick! I've been meaning to thank you! You're the one who polished my armor to such a lovely sheen, right?
Frederick: I...wasn't sure you noticed.
Sumia: Of course I noticed! My plate and weapons have never looked so good... Why, I glittered like a lighthouse on my ride today! ...I actually felt pretty.
Frederick: You are always beautiful to me, Sumia. In truth, I've eyes for no one else.
Sumia: Hee hee! Not even Chrom?
Frederick: 'Tis no laughing matter, milady! I serve Chrom because I have sworn to do so. He is my lord and master. But when in your presence, I cannot tear my eyes from you. I am captivated! True, at first it was because I feared you might blunder into a nearby tree... But soon I found myself gazing at you whenever the opportunity permitted.
Sumia: Oh, Frederick...
Frederick: Please, milady. Would you do me the honor of accepting this gift?
Sumia: ...This is the most beautiful ring I've ever seen, Frederick. Does it mean what I think it means?
Frederick: My heart is yours, milady. Now and forever, if you would only but claim it.
Sumia: But why? I'm so inept at everything! Weeding, fire starting, wagon repair...
Frederick: None of that matters, so long as you are by my side!
Sumia: I just can't imagine... Gods, this ring is so shiny. You must have polished it for days. Frederick, this is the nicest thing that anyone has ever done for me...
Frederick: You deserve it and more. Were that I could, I would present you with the moon herself.
Sumia: I don't want the moon, Frederick. I just want you! So yes! Yes and yes and yes again! You've made me the happiest woman alive!

Sully

Sumia	Support information:			Sully
	C: 3 pts.	B: 8 pts.	A: 15 pts.

C Support

Sumia: There. Doesn't that feel better? Your mane is alllll combed. No more tangles! Who's a good pegasus? Huh? Who's a good wittle pegasus?!
Sully: Are you talking to that thing again?
Sumia: Oh, hi, Sully.
Sully: You're spoiling the animal! She's practically died and gone to horse heaven.
Sumia: She does look happy, doesn't she?
Sully: Ah, well. She's seen you safe through some terrible battles, so I suppose she earned it.
Sumia: You're quite fond of your horse, too, aren't you, Sully?
Sully: Hell yes, I'm proud! He's got smarts and guts! What more could a woman want?
Sumia: Hee hee! When you talk about him, you sound like a proud mother.
Sully: Eh, I'm not the maternal type.
Sumia: Even so, it's obvious how fond you two are of each other. Whenever you praise him, he snorts ever so happily!
Sully: You noticed that? ...Huh. Most folks just assume he's some mindless beast.
Sumia: Oh it's so nice to have someone to talk to about this sort of thing... Do you have a minute to talk more? Chat about pegasi and the like? ...I mean, if you don't mind? I know you're very busy. ...I don't mean to intrude.
Sully: Pfft! Intrude? I could talk horses until the cows come home!
Sumia: Oh, wonderful! Let me just put on some tea and we can—
Sully: Hold it right there, girlie! You just combed that horse top to bottom. You deserve a rest. You relax and put your feet up—I'll make the tea this time.
Sumia: Oh! Um, all right.
Sully: I'll be right back!
Sumia: Hee hee, I've never seen Sully look so excited about anything!

B Support

Sully: I spiced the tea with crowberry extract and a dash of mustard. Do you like it?
Sumia: It's wonderful! Thank you, Sully. Did I tell you I bought this tea from a traveling merchant? It's a rare blend.
Sully: Har! You don't see many merchants selling tea in these troubled times.
Sumia: But troubled times are when people need a nice cup of tea most! That's what the merchant said, anyway, and I'm inclined to agree with her.
Sully: Works for me! Let's forget about war for a bit and just have a nice chat...
Sumia: Oh, yes, let's! That would be so nice! Um... So... What should we talk about? I told you everything I know about horses. I guess we could have some...girl talk?
Sully: Oooo! Does little Sumia want to confess her forbidden love?
Sumia: S-Sully! Shhhhhh! Someone might hear you!
Sully: Har har! I saw right through you on that one! C'mon, we're both women of the world, right? We know which way the wind blows. And what are friends for if not to hear confession of a sultry midnight passion?!
Sumia: Well it's hardly... Heh, all right, then. But you have to go first!
Sully: M-me?! But I... I mean I don't... Dammit, Sumia! That's hardly fair!
Sumia: Hee hee! You're funny when you're flustered.
Sully: W-well, it doesn't matter anyway. My love life's duller than a sack of flour.
Sumia: Heh, you're so shy all of a sudden! You weren't like this when we were talking about pegasi.
Sully: Yeah, but that's a HORSE! I can talk about horses all damn day. Love's just so... Er, you know? Lovey.
Sumia: ...Would you rather talk about horses some more, Sully?
Sully: Hell yes!

A Support

Sully: Huh. When you put 'em side by side, there's hardly any difference at all... If not for the wings, pegasi and horses would look exactly the same.
Sumia: They even eat the same food! Maybe they're cousins of one sort or another.
Sully: It's just odd. How the hell did pegasi end up with wings?
Sumia: I've always wondered how the horses lost theirs.
Sully: Har! I never thought of it that way! In either case, they're strange animals. Although I guess you can say that about almost anything. Dragons... People...
Sumia: I think that every creature is weird and wonderful in its own way! ...Except cows. Cows just annoy me.
Sully: When I was a kid, I was taught that the gods made all the world's creatures. So then I asked who made the gods! ...Har! That shut 'em up right quick.
Sumia: Oh, I do so hate ponderous questions like that. They only serve to remind me how little we know about anything.
Sully: Yeah, I know how you feel. We make up all these stories and legends to explain crap we don't understand... But they usually make even less sense than just saying "we don't know"!
Sumia: That's how we end up fighting wars over ideas. Because no one knows who's right.
Sully: I guess war is inevitable when everyone has their own version of the truth.
Sumia: I'd like to think that one day we can live in a world that doesn't know war.
Sully: Know what? I think that day's coming. ...And maybe sooner than you think.
Sumia: That would give us more time to drink tea!
Sully: And talk about horses!
Sumia: Hee hee! Yes, of course.

Gaius

Sumia	Support information:				Gaius
	C: 4 pts.	B: 8 pts.	A: 13 pts.	S: 18 pts.

C Support

Sumia: Oh, there you are, Gaius!
Gaius: Easy... Eeeeeeasy... Alllmost theeeere...
Sumia: Gaius? Gaaaaaaius! HEY! GAIUS!
Gaius: SHHHHH! Quiet down! Can't you see I'm busy here?!
Sumia: Oh, sorry...
Gaius: Aw, horse plop. It flew away.
Sumia: Huh? What flew away? Hey, what are you doing, anyway?
Gaius: I'm bee watching. Or at least, I was.
Sumia: Oh, I didn't know you liked insects!
Gaius: I don't. I was just trying to figure out where that little fellow lives.
Sumia: You mean its hive? Ah-hah! NOW I get it!
Gaius: ...What do you get?
Sumia: You're looking for bee larvae!
Gaius: Ugh, gross. No!
Sumia: They're considered a great delicacy among fine society back at the capital. You know, I always suspected you had a sophisticated palate...
Gaius: I have NO idea what you're blathering about, Stumbles.
Sumia: Hey! You should let me help you find some bee larvae! I mean, since I scared your little bee friend away and all.
Gaius: Uh...wow, look at the time! I gotta fly.
Sumia: Oh. All right. But you MUST tell me when you go out again, all right? I insist! Bye, Gaius!
Gaius: ...Bee larvae? Crivens, I'll never understand these fancy city folk. Welp, no honey for me today. Maybe I'll try again tomorrow...

B Support

Gaius: Heh heh. There's bound to be a hive around here somewhere. Plus, this meadow of tall flowers should hide me from that oddball noblewoman...
Sumia: Hey, Gaius!
Gaius: Oh, come on! Really?
Sumia: Hee hee. Isn't this field sooo pretty? Now, let me guess... You're here to hunt bee larvae, right? Ha ha! I KNEW it! In that case, I'm here to help!
Gaius: Look, Stumbles, I don't want to be rude or anything, but I'd rather get help from—
Sumia: What kind of flowers do bees like most? The little purple ones? Those are pretty!
Gaius: Hey! Hello? I'm trying to insult you here!
Sumia: Ooh ooh ooh oooh! Look, Gaius! A bee, a bee!
Gaius: Huh? Wh-where?!
Sumia: There! It's flying toward the forest beyond the meadow.
Gaius: You're right. I'll bet a custard pie there's a beehive somewhere in those trees... Right, I'm going to check it out. You stay here and weave flower bracelets or— Huh? Where'd she go?
Sumia: Oh, Gaaaius! Yoo-hoo! I've found the beehive! Now, I just... *grunt* have to... *grunt* pull it off this branch...
Gaius: What in the... Are you mad, woman?! You can't just go grabbing beehives!
Sumia: EEEEK! Bees! Bees! Oh gods, they're everywhere!
Gaius: I warned you, you daft— Um, what are you doing? H-hey! Don't run TOWARD me!
Sumia: Here's your beehive, Gaius—catch! Sorry, gotta run! See you later!
Gaius: Good heavens, she's fast. But what am I supposed to do with— Gah! BEES! Thousands of them! Aaaaaaaaaargh!

A Support

Gaius: Ouch! Ow ow ow ow ow... I didn't know it was possible to get stung this much. ...And live, I mean.
Sumia: Oh, I'm so sorry, Gaius. I can't help thinking that it was partly my fault. I mean, I'm the one who took the hive. Oh, and then gave it to you...
Gaius: Don't worry about it, Stumbles. I got what I was looking for.
Sumia: The bee larvae?
Gaius: No, not bee larvae! Who eats that, anyway? I wanted this sweet, sweet honey. Look at that golden, syrupy shine... Mmmmmm...
Sumia: Oh. Well, I suppose honey is good. It's no bee larvae, but... Say, do you mind if I just try a little bit? Maybe just a quick tast—OW!
Gaius: Your arm bothering you there? Here, lemme look.
Sumia: *Sniff* I-if you insist...
Gaius: Your elbow's swollen up like a turnip! Were you stung or something?
Sumia: Y-yes, but...I didn't want to mention it because you had all those stings. And you seemed so happy about the honey, s-so I didn't want to spoil it...
Gaius: This kid's braver and more thoughtful than I realized...
Sumia: Sorry, what was that?
Gaius: Listen, Stumbles, do you like sweets? Cakes? Candies? That sort of thing?
Sumia: Oh, of course! Especially the pretty ones.
Gaius: Well then, maybe you should have this.
Sumia: B-but, that's your honey! You worked so hard for it!
Gaius: Hey, you saw the bee, found the hive, AND collected it. I just ran for my life. Seems to me this belongs to you as much as anyone.
Sumia: Oh, Gaius...
Gaius: You know, all this time I thought you were just another strange noble. But I was wrong. I'd be honored to call you a friend.
Sumia: "My friend, Gaius..." Hee hee. It DOES have a pleasant ring to it, doesn't it? Oh, you know what we should do, now that we're friends? Collect more honey!
Gaius: Er, no thanks. I think my honey-hunting days are done...

S Support

Sumia: Hello, Gaius.
Gaius: Sumia! Just the girl I wanted to see. I've got something for you.
Sumia: Oh, isn't that funny? I have something for you, too.
Gaius: You don't say?
Sumia: I used that honey you gave me to bake a crowberry cake. It's the first time I've baked with honey, so if it tastes awful, just let me know.
Gaius: You made me...cake? Out of honey...? That's the nicest thing anyone... Oh gods, it looks so gooood... Mmmmrrraaaaaggghhh... ...Er, yes. Right. Lemme just set the cake down for a second. Listen, Sumia. I need to tell you something.
Sumia: Hee hee. That's so crazy! Because I have something to tell YOU!
Gaius: Yeah, okay, that's great. But listen, before we get into that—
Sumia: I love you, Gaius! ...... Um, was that too sudden?
Gaius: Uhhhhh...
Sumia: I'm sorry! But ever since I realized it, I've been dying to tell you!
Gaius: I wish you'd waited.
Sumia: You...do?
Gaius: Look, when we started this conversation, I told you I had something for you, right? Well, you kind of took the starch out of my muffin, but...here.
Sumia: Oh my gosh, Gaius, it's a ring! Does this mean...?
Gaius: I'm kind of in love with you, too, Sumia. And I thought maybe you might like to be my wife. In fact, I'll do all the cooking if you just keep making those cakes.
Sumia: Oh, Gaius! YES! Er, but it actually took me 23 tries to get that last cake right.
Gaius: It did? ...Well, never mind, then. I'll bake the cakes, too.
Sumia: But we'll still be able to collect honey together, right?!
Gaius: Er, you know what? You just sit back and let me take care of everything...

Cordelia

Sumia	Support information:			Cordelia
	C: 3 pts.	B: 8 pts.	A: 15 pts.

C Support

Sumia: I'll be safe... I'll be dead... I'll be safe... I'll be dead...
Cordelia: Sumia, what are you doing?
Sumia: Oh, just seeing how I'll get on in the next battle.
Cordelia: ...By pulling petals off a flower?
Sumia: Yes. ...Why? Is that strange?
Cordelia: Well, no stranger than any other attempt to foretell the future, I suppose. I don't put much stock in horoscopes. Fate is what you make it, I always say.
Sumia: I wish I was strong as you, Cordelia.
Cordelia: How so?
Sumia: You have so much confidence in yourself you actually think you can control even fate. I'm just thrilled if I can walk through camp without tripping on a stool.
Cordelia: Our only limits are the ones we place on ourselves.
Sumia: But...
Cordelia: In fact, it's time you got rid of yours. First rule: no more flower fortunes.
Sumia: What?! But how will I—
Cordelia: Second rule: no questions! You don't need some weed to tell you what to do, Sumia. You control your own destiny. Trust me in this.
Sumia: Er, okay...

B Support

Cordelia: Well met, Sumia. How are you doing?
Sumia: Oh! H-hi, Cordelia! I'm great! Wonderful, actually! Thanks for asking!
Cordelia: ...What's the matter?
Sumia: The matter? Ha ha ha ha! Oh, you and your matter!
Cordelia: ...You're hiding something behind your back.
Sumia: Hm? Hiding something? Oh, no, I don't think so. I just like to streeeeeetch my arms like this... Ahhh...
Cordelia: You're doing flower fortunes again, aren't you?
Sumia: N-no! That's insane! You're talking like an insane person!
Cordelia: Then show me.
Sumia: Show you what? I don't have anythi—
Cordelia: SUMIA!
Sumia: Okay! Here! Take it!
Cordelia: You promised you'd stop this nonsense, remember?
Sumia: No, I didn't promise anything! You just ordered me to! You don't understand, Cordelia! I NEED my fortunes!
Cordelia: Why?
Sumia: Because they give me hope, and that inspires me to do my best...
Cordelia: But what if you get a bad fortune?
Sumia: Oh, I just keep trying until a good one pops up again!
Cordelia: *Sigh* Well...if they're that important to you...
Sumia: Oh, but they are! You'll see! I'll show you how much they help.
Cordelia: I still disapprove of such superstitious nonsense, but if you insist...
Sumia: Yay! Thanks, Cordelia! You won't regret it!

A Support

Cordelia: You've been looking strong and confident these past few days, Sumia.
Sumia: It's all because of my flower fortunes. I told you they helped!
Cordelia: Yes, I suppose I'm going to have to just accept them. Still, I wish I understood why they held such sway over you.
Sumia: Remember when you said I had to stop? Well, I did—for a bit, at least. But the whole time, I felt confused and...adrift.
Cordelia: Why?
Sumia: Do you know how scary it is to go through life without knowing what'll happen next?
Cordelia: Er, actually, that's pretty much the human condition.
Sumia: Not if you use fortunes!
Cordelia: You know fortunes are random, right? They have zero basis in fact.
Sumia: You're missing the point! They don't have to be right!
Cordelia: They don't?
Sumia: If the fortune is good, you work hard to keep things the same so it won't change. And if it's a bad fortune, then you work hard to change things so you can avoid it! Either way, you end up working to make the future how you want it.
Cordelia: That is...the most sensible nonsense I have ever heard.
Sumia: The fortunes motivate me to keep doing my very best!
Cordelia: Hmm... I think I see now. I saw fortune-telling as a way to avoid taking responsibility for your future. But the way you use it is the exact opposite...
Sumia: Exactly! The funny thing is, I never even realized it until you made me quit. So even if your advice was completely terrible, it was still useful in the end!
Cordelia: Er, you're welcome. ...I think. The important thing is that you have your confidence back. As for me, I'll stick with making my own future.
Sumia: Oh yeah? I've got another flower here... Wanna hear how that future will turn out?

Henry

Sumia	Support information:				Henry
	C: 4 pts.	B: 8 pts.	A: 13 pts.	S: 18 pts.

C Support

Sumia: Oh no, oh no... What do I do now?
Henry: Hey-o, Sumia! What's shaking? I heard some almighty smash over here!
Sumia: I was carrying this huge stack of bowls, and I tripped on...well, something, and—
Henry: Nya ha ha! Look at all the smashed crockery! That's hilarious!
Sumia: Ugh! What am I going to do? How is everyone going to eat?! I can't just pour the soup in a trough and make them share! Or maybe I could...?
Henry: Hey, no need for the soup buffet. I can fix the bowls.
Sumia: Really? But how?
Henry: I'm a mage! I just wave my wand and mutter a little incantation... Humina humina humina... Presto! The busted bowls are busted no more!
Sumia: Holy snap! That's amazing!
Henry: Yeah, it's just a temporary hex, unfortunately. Tomorrow they'll be in pieces again. But at least folks won't have to eat out of their hats tonight.
Sumia: N-no, that's fine! This gives me time to buy new ones tomorrow. It's funny, I used to think magic was all scary and weird, but I guess not.
Henry: Oh, that spell can certainly be used for evil. All it does is reverse time. See, so if something bad happens to someone and you cast it on them... They have to experience that same tragedy over and over again! Nya ha!
Sumia: Oh, that sounds horrible!
Henry: I know, right? It is! Nya ha ha!

B Support

Sumia: Thank you again for the help with the bowls, Henry.
Henry: No problem! Us dark mages love to help others.
Sumia: It was just like you said—those fixed bowls ended up falling apart again.
Henry: Yeah... Even crockery cannot escape the blood-soaked hand of fate.
Sumia: Um, gross? Anyway, I think it's great you use hexes to help people instead of... Well, whatever nasty thing you could be doing.
Henry: Nya ha! Yeah, it feels pretty great to be able to help others.
Sumia: You know, you could do all kinds of things with that reverse-time spell. Like, revive dead crops, or mend broken arrows during battle, or...whatever!
Henry: Saaay, I could, couldn't I? I like the way you think, Sumia! Those are some hex-cellent ideas!
Sumia: Gosh, do you really think so? I don't normally have good ideas. Most of them are awful, to be honest. I'm not a magic genius like you.
Henry: Would you maybe want to try your hand at a little...dark magic?
Sumia: Well, I have always kind of wondered what it would be like...
Henry: Say no more! ...Er, but give me a little time to get things ready. Next time we meet, you'll be flinging spells like a pro!
Sumia: You'd do that for me?
Henry: Of course! I always wanted to ride a pegasus, after all.
Sumia: Waaait. What kind of hex are you planning here?
Henry: Nya ha ha! You'll see!

A Support

Henry: H-Henry! Wh-what's happening? What have you done to me?!
Sumia: Isn't it obvious? You're me, and I'm you! Clever curse, eh?
Henry: AAAAAARGH!
Sumia: Whoa! Careful with my vocal chords there! Besides, you're the one who wanted to cast spells, right?
Henry: This is NOT what I had in mind!
Sumia: Well, you're about as magic as an old sock, so this was the only way. And while you cast some hexes, I'm going to ride your pegasus all over camp! Woo-hoo! I'm gonna swoop down on people and drop stuff on their heads!
Henry: B-but, wh-what if you fall off?! You might hurt me!
Sumia: Pfft! You fall on your face 10 times a day! This body is made of rubber.
Henry: Okay, but what about YOUR body? It seems pretty flimsy, to be honest. What if I trip into a ditch and snap these little chicken legs of yours?
Sumia: Well, if you're THAT worried about it, I guess we can switch back...
Henry: I think that would be for the best. I'm sorry to disappoint you.
Sumia: Hey, no worries! This bodice is kind of freaking me out anyway. Okay, here goes... KA-BLAMMMO!
Henry: ...There. All better.
Sumia: That was...weird.
Henry: You didn't get to spin any dark magic, though. Aren't you disappointed?
Sumia: No. It was a bad idea in the first place. What if I'd cursed you by mistake? What if I'd turned your guts into pudding or whatever it is you dark mages do?
Henry: That would have been awesome! But still, I'm glad you're worried about me.
Sumia: You're a good friend, Henry. Of course I'm worried.
Henry: Aw, thanks, Sumia. Next time, I'll make sure to look out for you.
Sumia: We're not going to switch bodies again, are we?
Henry: Of course we are! I haven't had a chance to ride your pegasus yet!

S Support

Sumia: Well? How did you enjoy your first pegasus ride?
Henry: Ohmigosh! First it was like...WOOOO! And then we were like...PSHAAAW! It was totally fantastic! Thanks for loaning me your body.
Sumia: I'm happy I could help.
Henry: Er, but when I was borrowing your body, I noticed something...funny.
Sumia: Funny...?
Henry: Your heart was racing constantly! I felt giddy and dizzy at the same time. I think you should see a healer soon. What if you have a murmur?
Sumia: Um, actually, Henry, what I have can't be fixed by a healer.
Henry: Oh, and I also noticed it gets a lot worse when you're around me. Now, it could be a systemic cardiovascular issue, but I'm thinking—
Sumia: It's not that. Think hard, and I believe you'll figure it out.
Henry: ...... Oh, wow... I get it now. We have the exact same ailment!
Sumia: We do?
Henry: I think you're amazing, Sumia, and when you're around, my heart goes nuts. So...it sounds like maybe you've got the same thing going on, right?
Sumia: I know it's a bit odd, but I think I've fallen in love with you, Henry.
Henry: Great! That means I didn't waste my money buying you that ring!
Sumia: Ring? Oh my goodness! How did that get on my finger?
Henry: I bought it when I took over your body. It made the fitting a breeze!
Sumia: You wanted to borrow my body so you could check my ring size?! B-but the jeweler might think I'm a pathetic spinster buying her own ring!
Henry: Oh, yeah. He definitely thinks that. Anyway, do you like it?
Sumia: Of course I do, Henry. It's beautiful. You've cast the best hex of all... And I couldn't be happier!

Lucina

Sumia	Support information:			Lucina
	C: 0 pts.	B: ? pts.	A: ? pts.
	This support is only available if Lucina is Sumia's daughter.

C Support

Lucina: Mother, guess what? I found a wonderful dress in the town market.
Sumia: Oh?
Lucina: It was gorgeous! I thought it'd be just perfect for you, so I bought it. I was thinking you could try a different style for once.
Sumia: Why, Lucina! What a lovely surprise! Now let me get a look at this gorgeous... Er...dress? Oh dear. I've never seen so many...unusual colors and shapes in one piece of clothing.
Lucina: I know! It's very modern. See all the giant pink polka dots? If you look carefully, you'll see that each one is a portrait of Emmeryn herself! I wager when Father sees you in this, he'll just scream with delight!
Sumia: (I bet he'll scream, all right...)
Lucina: Pardon, Mother? I didn't catch that.
Sumia: I'm sorry, Lucina. It's just that... Well, this isn't exactly my...style. I'm very grateful for the thought, but...I don't think I can wear it.
Lucina: Oh? I was sure you would like it... Well, perhaps next time I go to market, you could come and pick something yourself. I know it seems frivolous in times like these. But in the blighted future I come from, I often fantasized of such simple pleasures.
Sumia: Why, Lucina. What a considerate daughter you've grown up to be. I'd be delighted to go to market with you. ...Delighted and honored.
Lucina: Wonderful! And when we go, I'll wear the new dress!
Sumia: (Oh, gods, no...)
Lucina: Pardon, Mother?

B Support

Lucina: Everyone in this town is so stylish. I wager we'll find you the perfect dress here.
Sumia: Er, yes. Just as long as it's not TOO stylish. Frankly, dear, you have much more... flamboyant taste in clothes than I do.
Lucina: I favor the tasteful and understated. For example, what about this one?
Sumia: G-gracious! I don't think I've ever seen such a...shimmery magenta.
Lucina: Hmm. I suppose it IS a little bright. Well, what about this one?
Sumia: Oh, my... That's very lacy. ...In fact, it's nothing BUT lace. Lucina, I can see right through it!
Lucina: Oh, all right. Well...how about this one, then?
Sumia: Well, it's a nice color, at least. But I'm not sure about the whole octopus motif...
Lucina: Oh. I thought you liked octopi. ...This is not going well, is it? Why don't I come back another day and pick out something nice for you?
Sumia: Er, well, I'm not sure if that's a good idea, but...all right. Let's try it.
Lucina: Wonderful! Then I shall not rest until I find you the PERFECT dress. Something that you will truly, truly adore!
Sumia: Oh, yes, I'm sure you... Hmm? Oh, look at this...
Lucina: Which one? ...The baby garment?
Sumia: Oh, isn't it just adorable? Look at the tiny little bow, too! ...Well, enough shopping for today. We should really be getting back to camp.
Lucina: ...... ...Hmm...

A Support

Lucina: Well, Mother, I've done it. I've found your ideal outfit. I just know you'll love it!
Sumia: Oh, goodness. I didn't think you'd find anything quite so quickly... But...I'm sure it will be just fine. I can hardly wait to try it on! Ha ha...ha.
Lucina: And I can't wait to see how it fits! Are you ready? TA-DAAAH!
Sumia: ...Huh? It's...tiny. Almost like... Lucina, these are baby clothes.
Lucina: Yes! I saw you admiring them in the shop when we visited the market together. I didn't understand why, until I realized you must've been thinking of your daughter. The one you have in this ear, I mean. Your REAL daughter.
Sumia: ......
Lucina: You should send it to her back at the castle, I'm sure she must miss you.
Sumia: Why, Lucina...
Lucina: I've been so happy here, despite having to fight this war. Being able to see my mother again has been like living in a dream. I didn't want to wake up and remember that you have a different life in this world.
Sumia: ......
Lucina: Whenever I think of your little girl, I can't help but feel...jealous. I know it's ridiculous to envy myself, but I can't help it.
Sumia: Oh, Lucina...don't be silly! I've thought of you as my daughter from the moment we were reunited! Believe me when I say that I love you just the same as I love that child at the castle.
Lucina: ...Honestly?
Sumia: Yes! You're a true daughter to me. I want to give you happy memories to make up for those you lost in your future world. And I know your father feels that same way.
Lucina: If anyone knows how he feels, I imagine it would be you...
Sumia: Of course! Your father and I are alike in so many ways... We're both parents to the world's most wonderful daughter, for one.
Lucina: ...Thank you, Mother. For everything.

Cynthia

Sumia	Support information:			Cynthia
	C: 0 pts.	B: ? pts.	A: ? pts.

C Support

Sumia: We're mother and daughter, and yet we're almost the same age... Kind of a weird feeling, huh? Still, I'm sure we can be friends!
Cynthia: Friends? But that won't do at all! You're still my superior. In battle, you mustn't hesitate to issue me orders just like any other soldier.
Sumia: But you're NOT just like any other soldier, are you? No, we shall be friends, and you'll speak to me as an equal.
Cynthia: Truly? You won't think me too forward? You won't be insulted?
Sumia: Of course not.
Cynthia: That's a relief! See, I told myself, if there's one person I mustn't annoy, it's Mother!
Sumia: ...Am I really so intimidating?
Cynthia: Well, in my time, you're a true legend. The most famed pegasus knight of all! There are so many stories of your heroic and terrible deeds. Like when you smashed through the enemy lines to rescue a stricken Chrom?
Sumia: Er...did I do that?
Cynthia: Or the time you argued with Chrom and slapped him in the face!
Sumia: Gods above, I sound like a madwoman...
Cynthia: Or the time you went into a blood frenzy and downed friend and foe alike!
Sumia: I downed FRIENDS?! That's not heroic at all!
Cynthia: The point is, I was raised on such stories, and they gave me strength and inspiration.
Sumia: ...I guess I'm going to need to be more selective about which historians I talk to.

B Support

Cynthia: Did you see me, Mother? Did you see how I handled that lance?
Sumia: Oh, of course I did. I was very impressed.
Cynthia: Gosh, what an honor—the seal of approval from the great Sumia herself! Does this mean you'd be willing to help me join the pegasus knights?
Sumia: Is that what you want, Cynthia?
Cynthia: Yes! In my future, see, the knights had long since disappeared into legend. But I always dreamed of joining them! Swooping through the broad blue skies... Skewering foes with a bloody lance... Cynthia, hero of the pegasus knights!
Sumia: Well, I'm not responsible for recruiting, as you well know. However, if Phila were here, I'm quite sure she'd turn you down.
Cynthia: Wait, WHAT?! But why?! You just said I was really good with the lance!
Sumia: Lance skills alone are not what makes the pegasus knights so formidable.
Cynthia: You mean I have to be good with a sword, too? Ooh, or maybe magic?
Sumia: If you wish to know the answer, bathe in the waters of the spring.
Cynthia: But the spring is...really, really cold. Couldn't we just do flower fortunes?
Sumia: No. Now do as I say and go to the spring. You'll find your answer there. You'll have to think long and hard, though. It won't come easy.
Cynthia: Why won't she just tell me instead of making me take a freezing-cold bath? *Sigh* Well, if it's not a lance or a sword or magic spells, then... Ah, wait! The axe! Maybe it's all about the axe! ...No, that can't be it. Man, this is a real puzzle...

A Support

Sumia: Well, Cynthia? Have you found your answer yet?
Cynthia: Yep. After you posed the question, I thought and thought and thought... But I couldn't think of anything, so I did what you said and bathed in the spring. That's when I noticed my poor pegasus was as dirty as a farm hog! I'd been so busy making MYSELF look grand, I neglected my faithful mount!
Sumia: Ah, good. You understand at last. A knight's pegasus isn't some beast of burden or a farmer's mule. She is a partner and ally, and must be cared for as much as a knight cares for herself. ...A lesson which I can see you've learned. Your mount is looking radiant today.
Cynthia: Oh, yes! I've started washing and brushing her every day now. I want her to look as fine and proud as your pegasus, Mom!
Sumia: Hee hee! Now that will be a challenge. Don't get your hopes up! ...By the by, Cynthia. I had something I wanted to ask.
Cynthia: Yes? What is it?
Sumia: Our two pegasi seem so similar, don't you think? So similar, in fact, that I'm wondering...
Cynthia: Yep! My pegasus is the very same one that you used to ride. When my mother was killed back in my time, her pegasus made its way back to me.
Sumia: I see...
Cynthia: She told me what Mother said just before she died... "Please, return to Cynthia. Look after her and protect her." She—well, you—sent your pegasus to me so I'd have something to remember you by. All of which makes me feel TOTALLY worse for not taking better care of her! She's been my stalwart friend and ally ever since, but I don't even deserve her!
Sumia: Now, now, Cynthia. That's not true. You made a mistake, but you recognize that now. You have lots of time to make it up to her and strengthen the bonds of trust. After all, you're not the only one who ever neglected her pegasus...
Cynthia: Y-you used to forget to wash her, too?
Sumia: Wash her? Heavens, there were times I forgot to FEED her! Once I even tried to pluck out some wing feathers to make myself a fancy hat.
Cynthia: Good grief!
Sumia: My point is, you still deserve to be her friend, even if you forget to wash her. She loves you far too much to desert you just for that. I've seen how happy she looks, swooping across the sky with you on her back.
Cynthia: Truly? I'm so relieved to hear it... Oh, Mother, I can't thank you enough. You've taught me so many things that I didn't have a chance to ask about before. You really are everything the legends say! ...Well, maybe a bit more clumsy, but...

Morgan (F)

Sumia	Support information:			Morgan (F)
	C: 0 pts.	B: ? pts.	A: ? pts.
	This support is only available if Morgan (F) is Sumia's daughter.

C Support

Morgan: Hmm... I wonder why I have no memory of my mother... All my memories of Father are so crisp and clear... I remember what an amazing tactician he was, all the time we studied together... But nothing at all about my mother. It's one big blank.
Sumia: What are you up to, Morgan?
Morgan: Mother! That's amazing! I was just thinking about you! Is this fate?! This is totally fate! Family-style fate! ...Wait, no. How did Father put it? "We're not pawns of some scripted fate. It's the invisible ties we forge that bind us." So yeah, it's not fate. It's the whole invisible bond-link...thing!
Sumia: Oh? That's wonderful!
Morgan: Yup! Even without my memories, there's an invisible thread that links us. Er, but that reminds me... I was just wondering how I could have possibly forgotten you, Mother. Do you think maybe you could help me get those memories back?
Sumia: I'd be happy to try! After all—
Morgan: Yay! Thanks so much! I'll start preparing. Oh, I can't wait to get started!
Sumia: Hee hee. She sure is energetic...

B Support

Morgan: Mother? Do you have a moment?
Sumia: For you, dear? Anytime.
Morgan: Perfect! Then let's get started on Project Get Memories of Mom Back! Step one—figure out how we're going to trigger some flashbacks. I've already tried banging my head against a post, but nothing. I mean, it made me dizzy and nauseated, but it didn't unearth any hidden memories. What do you think, Mother? Perhaps a stone wall would work better?
Sumia: Let's just...hold off on the head smashing for now, okay? Now let's see... I know. What if you tried staring at me for a bit? Maybe that'll help?
Morgan: Argh, that's perfect! You're a genius! I must have seen your face a million times in the future. It's bound to bring SOMETHING back if I stare at it long enough. Okay, sorry to invade your personal space here, but... Here goes... ...... ......... ............ ............... Drats! It's not working. I don't remember a thing. It's like... Have you ever stared at a word so long it kind of fell apart? And you think, "Is that how that's spelled? Wait, is that even a real WORD?!" Except here it's "Is that what Mother looked like?"
Sumia: Oookay, then... Maybe that's enough of the memory project for today, dear.
Morgan: Sure... I'm still a little dizzy from banging the post earlier, to be honest... But this doesn't end here! I'm not giving up until I remember you, Mother!

A Support

Morgan: *Sigh* No luck today, either... I'm going crazy trying to remember you. I feel so useless! I'm just so... *sniff* Why can't I... *sob*
Sumia: Come now, Morgan. No tears.
Morgan: B-but I know I must have loved you just as much as I loved Father. I bet we had a million memories together, and the thought of having lost them... I feel like I failed you. Like I... Like I... *sob*
Sumia: Morgan...
Morgan: *Sniff* S-sorry. I guess I got a little carried away there... Ngh! M-my head! ...Wha—?!
Sumia: What's wrong?!
Morgan: I...I remembered something! Just one tiny little memory, but...I remember! You were smiling at me...and you called my name... Ha ha! Yes! You looked a little bit older, but it was DEFINITELY you! Oh thank you, Mother. I never would have remembered without your help. And hey, this is great! If I can get one memory back, maybe I can get the rest! It may take time, but I won't stop trying until I remember everything about you.
Sumia: Take all the time you need, dear. I'll help out in any way I can.
Morgan: Aw... Thanks, Mom.