This page contains all data pertaining to female Corrin's supports in Fire Emblem Fates.
- 1 Gunter
- 2 Felicia
- 3 Jakob
- 4 Kaze
- 5 Azura
- 6 Silas
- 7 Shura
- 8 Izana
- 9 Mozu
- 10 Rinkah
- 11 Sakura
- 12 Hana
- 13 Subaki
- 14 Saizo
- 15 Orochi
- 16 Hinoka
- 17 Azama
- 18 Setsuna
- 19 Hayato
- 20 Oboro
- 21 Hinata
- 22 Takumi
- 23 Kagero
- 24 Reina
- 25 Kaden
- 26 Ryoma
- 27 Scarlet
- 28 Yukimura
- 29 Elise
- 30 Arthur
- 31 Effie
- 32 Odin
- 33 Niles
- 34 Nyx
- 35 Camilla
- 36 Selena
- 37 Beruka
- 38 Laslow
- 39 Peri
- 40 Benny
- 41 Charlotte
- 42 Leo
- 43 Keaton
- 44 Xander
- 45 Flora
- 46 Fuga
- 47 Anna
- 48 Kana (M)
- 49 Shigure
- 50 Dwyer
- 51 Dwyer (as parent and child)
- 52 Sophie
- 53 Sophie (as parent and child)
- 54 Midori
- 55 Midori (as parent and child)
- 56 Shiro
- 57 Shiro (as parent and child)
- 58 Kiragi
- 59 Kiragi (as parent and child)
- 60 Asugi
- 61 Asugi (as parent and child)
- 62 Selkie
- 63 Selkie (as parent and child)
- 64 Hisame
- 65 Hisame (as parent and child)
- 66 Mitama
- 67 Mitama (as parent and child)
- 68 Caeldori
- 69 Caeldori (as parent and child)
- 70 Rhajat
- 71 Rhajat (as parent and child)
- 72 Siegbert
- 73 Siegbert (as parent and child)
- 74 Forrest
- 75 Forrest (as parent and child)
- 76 Ignatius
- 77 Ignatius (as parent and child)
- 78 Velouria
- 79 Velouria (as parent and child)
- 80 Percy
- 81 Percy (as parent and child)
- 82 Ophelia
- 83 Ophelia (as parent and child)
- 84 Soleil
- 85 Soleil (as parent and child)
- 86 Nina
- 87 Nina (as parent and child)
- 88 Growth rates for class trees available via support
Corrin: Ah, Gunter, there you are.
Gunter: Lady Corrin...
Corrin: I didn't see you around camp: I was starting to get worried.
Gunter: No need to worry. Old men like me just prefer to relax alone sometimes.
Corrin: I see...
Gunter: By the way, Lady Corrin...do you recognize this ball?
Corrin: Hm? Oh... Wait, I do! This is the ball we used to play catch with! This brings back memories...
Gunter: It's seen better days, but it's still in pretty good condition, don't you think?
Corrin: It really is; I'm impressed. I didn't realize that you'd kept it after all this time.
Gunter: I could never bring myself to throw it away. It's filled with too many memories. You know that I made this the same year I began serving you? We played so many games of catch with it.
Corrin: It really does stir up all those old memories.
Gunter: How does a round of catch sound to you? For old times' sake.
Corrin: I'd love to!
Gunter: Excellent. I have a few tasks to deal with today, but we'll play sometime soon?
Corrin: I look forward to it.
Corrin: Hey, Gunter! I'm here to play!
Gunter: Excellent. I just finished my warm-up exercises, too.
Corrin: I stretched before I came over, so we can get started right away. Hmmm... Do you think this is too close?
Gunter: We can probably start at about five paces and back up as we get going.
Corrin: Sounds good! So...here then!
Gunter: Perfect. Ready, Lady Corrin?
Corrin: I'm always ready!
Corrin: Ha, I got it! That was simple enough.
Gunter: Well done!
I see you haven't lost your touch at all.
Corrin: Hah, or your throws are deliberately easy for me to catch!
Gunter: You mean unlike the ones you throw to me? I'm liable to pull something with how far I have to reach to catch them.
Corrin: Oh, you mean like...this?!
Gunter: Ouch, that was a fast throw! My hand actually stings from catching it.
Corrin: Faster than when I was little?
Gunter: By leaps and bounds, for sure. I wasn't certain I would be able to catch it. If you keep that up, I won't be able to play for long. Catch!
Corrin: And right back at you!
Gunter: Well done. Heh, this is rather enjoyable, actually.
Corrin: Agreed. I'm glad it still feels like we can connect just by tossing the ball around.
Gunter: It's strange, is it not?
Corrin: I'm back for more, Gunter!
Gunter: I had a feeling you'd be back. Do you need to stretch, or are you ready?
Corrin: Ready as I'll ever be! There's no way I'm missing one of your throws!
Gunter: All right, then. Here we go.
Corrin: And easily caught. I have to say, Gunter, you have excellent form and follow-through. You know, I just remembered... Wasn't this ball made from a whip?
Gunter: It was indeed. A pretty odd choice for material, I know...
Corrin: Gunter... would you be willing to tell me a few stories from when I was growing up? I still have a lot of holes in my memory from when I was little.
Gunter: Of course. But you'll have to pay attention to the ball at the same time! Did I ever tell you how come I made this ball from a whip? No... King Garon was in an especially foul mood one day. He summoned me and handed me a whip. "You must teach Corrin to behave!" he said, almost yelling.
Corrin: Was I truly that problematic?
Gunter: Not in the least, in fact. But you were really closed off around everyone. King Garon was greatly displeased by that. So I took the whip from him, and I made my way to your room. I thought I was ready, but one look at your face... I turned right around, returned to my room, and broke that whip down into leather. And that's what this ball is made from.
Corrin: What an unexpected turn! You turned something meant to punish me into a toy.
Gunter: Indeed. I knew that striking you wouldn't ever get you to open up to anyone. So I came up with a different method—one that used this ball. I returned to your room sometime later, and I rolled the ball over to you.
Corrin: Which I immediately picked up, examined, and threw back to you.
Gunter: Oh, you remember this part? Good.
Corrin: Of course! No sooner did you catch it than you were throwing it back to me again. Something about such a simple game was really fun to me. I suppose that was when I started to see you as a father figure...
Gunter: You... You are much too kind. Ah, now look what you've made me do.
Corrin: Gunter! It's rare that you miss a catch.
Gunter: My sincerest apologies. There was...something in my eye.
Corrin: Getting sentimental in your old age? Hang on, I'll get you a handkerchief.
Corrin: Gunter, I'm ready for another game of catch. What do you say?
Gunter: Certainly. However, I'd like to revive a deal we had when you were growing up.
Corrin: Oh? What deal are you talking about?
Gunter: The one where, if you missed a catch, you'd have to do as I instructed.
Corrin: Oh, I remember this deal. You always used this when I was refusing to study or train...
Gunter: Exactly. I'll throw more and more difficult passes, and you have to catch them. We can work out some reward later if you catch them all, but I doubt you will.
Corrin: That sounds like fun to me. Let's do it!
Gunter: I imagine you'll have no trouble with a normal throw, so... Try and catch...this!
Corrin: What the— You threw it straight up!
Gunter: And with the sun overhead, you'll have a bit of trouble, I bet...
Corrin: I think I... Awwww! It got away from me...
Gunter: Hahaha. That one always got you. You haven't changed a bit.
Corrin: I can't believe I didn't remember that trick. You used it so often, too...
Gunter: And since you missed, you must answer a question I have for you.
Corrin: All right, ask away.
Gunter: Is there anyone in camp that you have particularly strong feelings for?
Corrin: Wh-what? Why would you ask that?
Gunter: Ah, I'm the one who is asking questions.
Corrin: That's fair... There is someone in camp, yes...
Gunter: Really? I see. Then... Tell me, milady, who is this person?
Corrin: You really want to know, Gunter? It's... Well, it's you.
Gunter: It is?! Lady Corrin, I had no idea. I had no idea you felt the same as I do.
Corrin: Gunter, do you mean...?
Gunter: I care very deeply for you. I kept it to myself because you are my liege, though. I thought for sure that I would be taking these feelings to my grave, but... Hearing you say that you cared for me... I couldn't remain silent. Ah, that felt so good to finally say. I'm sorry if it is too much to take in at once.
Corrin: Gunter, you should throw the ball again.
Gunter: Excuse me, milady?
Corrin: If I don't catch it, you'll have to ask something of me again... And I can guess that it will be "Can we be together?"
Corrin: It's all or nothing, Gunter! You'd better throw that ball really high!
Gunter: Very well. This ball may well touch the sun before it comes back!
Gunter: I think you missed that one on purpose, but I suppose I have to ask now: Will you please... marry me?
Felicia: *sniffle* Why does this sort of thing always happen to me? I've ruined ANOTHER meal! I thought I was following the recipe perfectly this time…
Corrin: Hey, Felicia. What's the matter? Oh, no. Did you start another fire? That's the third time this month...
Felicia: Lady Corrin! N-no, not this time... This time I just ruined another meal. Oh, why couldn't I have been more like Flora? At this rate, I'll never be even a middling maid. I just wish I was more useful...
Corrin: Oh, thank goodness. That's OK, Felicia. It's just a little spoiled food. No big deal. Buck up! You're plenty helpful to everyone. I promise.
Felicia: Sorry, but I don't believe that at all.
Corrin: Well, what about that last battle, when you got the enemy's attention by screaming? And then, you not only got them to come after you, but you took them out too! I've never seen such a bold strategy! And such bravery!
Corrin: Felicia?! What's wrong? Why are you curling up on the floor again?!
Felicia: You really don't understand, do you? That wasn't a strategy, Lady Corrin! I was just trying to run away from them, and then I got cornered. I had to fight my way out or die! I wasn't being brave. I was terrified.
Corrin: Oh, really? Could have fooled me...
Felicia: Anyway, that's completely beside the point. I don't want to be a good warrior! We have plenty of soldiers already. I want to be a good maid. I want to be able to clean clothes and make food and wash dishes. Have you seen camp lately? We need that more than we need extra muscle.
Corrin: Yeah, I guess. I suppose you don't have to join us on the battlefield.
Felicia: But...then I really would be completely worthless to everyone.
Corrin: No! Don't say that. You could...er... You could help with... Oh! Look! A Faceless! I have to go.
Felicia: ... I'm going back to my corner…
Felicia: Ouch! That stings!
Corrin: Hey, Felicia, I just saw a big pile of broken dishes. Did you...? Oh, wow, that's a big cut on your forehead. Are you all right? Here, let me take a look... Hm. We should put some ointment on this.
Felicia: I'm so useless! I can't even carry a few stupid dishes around. I wish I could be a proper maid for you. Then you wouldn't have to look after me all the time...
Corrin: Aw, come on, Felicia. We're practically family. And family helps each other out. Besides, it's the least I could do for someone who saved my life.
Felicia: I saved your life?
Corrin: Don't you remember? It was when I had that terrible fever, years ago.
Felicia: Oh! Yes! I do remember. It was around the same time Flora and I started serving as your maids, right? But even then, I was a mess. I couldn't care for you properly at all! I had no idea what to do when you fell ill...
Corrin: Well, you didn't know the normal ways to treat an illness, it's true... But that didn't matter. You kept my fever down the whole time using your ice powers. They told me you drew the heat out of me and into yourself... They said it was very dangerous. You could have died. Why would you have taken such a risk?
Felicia: It was the only thing I could think to do at the time...
Corrin: Did you even stop to consider what might have happened to you? I'm grateful, of course, but I never want you sacrificing yourself for my sake, OK? I want you to look out for yourself, too.
Felicia: Lady Corrin, you don't understand. I WAS looking out for myself.
Felicia: Heehee, never mind! Forget I said anything!
Corrin: Felicia! Wait!
Felicia: *gulp* You can do it, Felicia! Just put the pot back in the cabinet... Gently...gently... I'm not the same old Felicia I've always been! I'm Super Felicia! I'm transforming into an elegant maid, like a caterpillar into a butterfly! NO! Argh! I'm g-gonna slip! ... Huh? Why does nothing hurt? I could have sworn I slipped…
Corrin: Felicia... Try to be more careful when you're on a ladder.
Felicia: Lady Corrin?! You caught me!
Corrin: I'm just glad I arrived in time. Now, Felicia, you need to pay more attention to what you're doing. No wonder you get distracted all the time, talking to yourself like that.
Felicia: Ack! You heard that?
Corrin: Haha. Don't worry about it too much. Let's get you back on the ground. Are you all right?
Felicia: Y-yes, I'm fine.
Corrin: So, Felicia... I might consider keeping this little incident to myself if you were to tell me something.
Felicia: Oh? And what's that?
Corrin: What did you mean the other day when you said that you DID look out for yourself?
Felicia: Oh...that. Do I have to tell you?
Corrin: Yes. I've been wondering about it ever since.
Felicia: Well, OK then. I just meant that I look after myself by looking after others.
Corrin: What do you mean?
Felicia: You were worried that I'd neglect myself by trying too hard to help out. But the thing is...that's actually the best way for me to take care of myself. Because if I didn't help others, I'd feel terrible and useless. I wouldn't be happy. I know I'm a big klutz, but I take pride in working as hard as I can to serve others.
Corrin: But don't you find that exhausting?
Felicia: Very much so. But it's a meaningful sort of exhaustion. And that makes it all worth it.
Corrin: Felicia...you're a very inspiring person, you know that?
Felicia: Oh, stop! You're making me blush!
Corrin: Still, I don't want you to push yourself too hard. You can't help others very effectively if you're exhausted all the time.
Felicia: I know that! Don't worry, I promise not to overwork myself.
Corrin: Haha, good. Now if only we could get you to be a bit less of a klutz...
Felicia: Hey! Why did you have to go and spoil a perfectly beautiful moment like that?
Corrin: Haha, sorry! I couldn't help myself! But I do hope you'll always be there to help us—on and off the battlefield.
Felicia: Of course, milady!
Corrin: Jakob, can we talk? I've made up my mind about something.
Jakob: Of course, milady. I am yours to mold to your whim. What is the issue?
Corrin: Well, the truth is...
Jakob: Please, do not hesitate. You have but to ask, and I will assist in any way imaginable. For you, Lady Corrin, I would walk through fire and ice... I would charge into an army of Faceless if you asked it of me... I would manually extract the fangs from a dragon's jaw to prevent its biting you!
Corrin: Oh, um, thanks...Jakob. This isn't... anything like that.
Jakob: I remind you, Lady Corrin, that my talents are not limited to the battlefield! I can cook, clean, sew, smith, demolish, or bricklay anything you might require.
Corrin: I know you're extremely capa—
Jakob: Please forgive my immodesty... It is of course thanks to you that I am so accomplished in the butlery arts. Now I feel there's nothing you could ask of me that I couldn't perform with ease!
Corrin: Would you just let me finish?! I couldn't wish for a better butler than you, Jakob. I know I can count on you for any service, big or small.
Jakob: And yet, you clearly have something to tell me that you believe I won't want to hear...
Corrin: I want to be independent!
Jakob: Independent? ... ... Out of the question.
Corrin: What?! But...I'm an adult now. I shouldn't need your help all the time. And hey, aren't I supposed to be the boss in this relationship?
Jakob: Yes, but your authority has limits. Among them, you may not deny my reason to live.
Corrin: "Reason to live"? Aren't you exaggerating a little?
Jakob: Not even slightly, milady. When I was first sent to serve you, I was incompetent to perform even simple tasks. The other servants shunned me, since I invariably created more work for them. You were the only person who took the time to talk with and encourage me. I will never forget the kindness you showed me, and I will be indebted to you forever.
Corrin: Hmm... When you put it that way, I see your problem... But on the other hand, I want to be able to do things myself so I can help the others.
Jakob: A noble goal—but not incompatible with receiving help yourself from time to time.
Corrin: ...All right, you've made your point. Let's compromise... Teach me how to make a pot of tea.
Jakob: Tea? Why?
Corrin: I want to learn to help everyone, including you, Jakob. I want to be able to make tea for the person who takes such good care of me. Is that acceptable?
Jakob: I'm...so touched. To think that my liege, Lady Corrin, would feel this way about me... ...Very well. If you insist on this act of wanton domesticity, I will not stop you.
Corrin: Really? That's great!
Jakob: But we must be cautious. Tea is dangerous business. Make it only when I'm nearby.
Corrin: You got it! Let's find some tea leaves and get started! Thank you so much, Jakob! You're the greatest butler in history!
Jakob: My word!
Jakob: ...I hope nothing ill comes of this arrangement. Lady Corrin has no experience in the kitchen. Things could get...apocalyptic...
Corrin: This time I'm going to nail it! I'm going to make a perfect cup of tea for Jakob! So...first I... And then I... AH! Hot hot hot!
Jakob: Are you all right, Lady Corrin?
Corrin: I'm fine. The kettle boiled over is all. Don't look so worried, Jakob—I can make a pot of tea in my sleep!
Jakob: So you have said, but... Forgive me for observing that you have not once managed it since our lessons began.
Corrin: That'll be enough truth out of you, mister. You have to at least admit I'm getting better at handling the kettle, though. All I need to learn now is how to keep the tea from going bitter.
Jakob: Quite, but...I'm afraid we'll run out of tea leaves first. And by "we," I mean the nation. Perhaps you should spend more time just watching me make tea. Then, after a while, you can start practicing on your own again?
Corrin: But...I don't want to get in your way while you're working, Jakob...
Jakob: Thank you, but to be honest, worrying about you is the bigger drain on my time.
Corrin: What? How so?
Jakob: Look to your left. When we started talking, I had washed all the dishes, but... now there's another mountain of them.
Corrin: Gods, it's like a sheer cliff face of stemware... I'm sorry, Jakob.
Jakob: Now, may I please just make the tea so I can tame the savage dish beast sooner?
Corrin: You know what? No. Go wash the dishes, and I will make the tea. I can do this!
Jakob: Ah. My apologies. I had forgotten just how stubborn you can be.
Corrin: ...I'm not listening, but I can still hear you. All right! Time to ignore Jakob and get back to this perfect tea in the making!
Jakob: *sigh* Fine. May I at least check your tea when it is finished?
Corrin: I suppose this is a bit pointless if I don't make it the way you like... ...All right, Jakob! It's finished! I think I got it this time! ...Probably.
Jakob: I shall be the judge of that. First, to examine the color of the tea... (and secretly add some sugar and hot water)... Well done, Lady Corrin—the color is passable. Let's have a cup together.
Corrin: This is so silly, but I'm really nervous. It's just tea, though... *sip* ...Hey! It's not bitter!
Jakob: Ah, delicious! ...Good work, Lady Corrin. You are now certified to make a pot of tea.
Corrin: Wonderful! I'm going to go find some other people to try it as well!
Jakob: Do be careful running with that hot kettle! *sigh* I think I managed to cover up the bitterness. Even if it's a little bitter, everyone will gladly drink a cup of tea that she's made... ...I hope I haven't made a terrible mistake...
Jakob: Lady Corrin, may I have a moment?
Corrin: Of course, Jakob. And thanks again for teaching me how to make tea! <br. Jakob: As always, I am delighted to serve you.
Corrin: You look pretty unhappy for a man who's supposedly delighted. What's wrong?
Jakob: I... I need to apologize to you, my lady. I am...truly, deeply sorry.
Corrin: Huh? What for?
Jakob: The truth is...your tea was quite bitter. Undrinkably so.
Jakob: When you handed me the pot, I secretly added some sugar and more hot water! I shouldn't have done it, and I'm terribly, terribly sorry. I just...couldn't stand to watch you do it wrong any longer, so...
Corrin: ...Hee hee... Hahahaha!
Jakob: Lady Corrin?
Corrin: Sorry, Jakob. I knew you did that.
Jakob: Y-you did? Then...you won't...punish me for interfering?
Corrin: Not at all. You were only trying to help me. I admit...I was too stubborn about it. So, I think that makes us even, don't you?
Jakob: You are most magnanimous, milady.
Corrin: Well, I also learned something from this: I still need your help to stay on track, Jakob. So...can I count on you to stick with me even when I'm a stubborn mule?
Jakob: Of course I will. I promise to never leave your side. In all honesty...I seem to fall apart when I'm not with you as well.
Corrin: It's funny how alike we are.
Jakob: That you would even compare us that way! I might...faint with joy...
Corrin: No fainting, Jakob! Jakob? Jakob?! Wake up!
Corrin: Hey, Jakob. Can you show me how you make that one tea that's kind of spicy?
Jakob: Tiger's milk? Certainly, my lady...
Corrin: You know...you've been sounding a bit distant lately. Did I offend you somehow?
Jakob: Oh...no... You could never...
Corrin: Are you all right? Do you have a fever? I've never seen your face so red!
Jakob: *sigh* I knew it was only a matter of time before you realized something was wrong. Lady Corrin, I'm deeply sorry, but I can no longer serve as your butler.
Corrin: What? You've got to be joking! Just the other day, we were saying how we'll always stick together! Where is this coming from?! I...I really did do something to offend you, didn't I?
Jakob: You have my oath that that is not the case. It's...just... *mumble*
Corrin: Huh? I can't hear you when you mumble, Jakob.
Jakob: ... I... I've... I've fallen in love with you!
Jakob: However, it is not proper for a butler to be in love with his mistress. As such, I must ask to be reassigned to new duties far away from you, my lady...
Corrin: No! Ou-out of the question! I can't imagine going through each day without you! I need you, Jakob... I...
Jakob: My lady?
Corrin: I...love you, too.
Jakob: What? What...do you mean?
Corrin: What do you mean, what do I mean?! I've always liked you, of course... But...recently you've come to mean so much more to me...
Jakob: I must be dreaming. There is no other explanation for this. Only in my dreams would Lady Corrin look at me this way... with her cheeks all flushed...
Corrin: Will you stop it?! You're embarrassing me! Besides, you're just as red as I am! Anyway, request granted: you are hereby fired as my butler. Would you consider being my husband instead?
Jakob: YES! ...I mean, if it pleases Your Ladysh— I mean yes, I would like nothing more than to be your husband.
Corrin: And we'll be together always...
Jakob: I love you... I was always afraid to say it, but from now on I will tell you every single day. I love you.
Corrin: Is something wrong, Kaze? And, um... what's with all those radishes?
Kaze: Ah, Lady Corrin. Greetings. A young lady gave me these radishes as thanks for helping her find her way.
Corrin: Looks like we're having a radish feast tonight! That's pretty great, right?
Kaze: I must disagree. It is not "great."
Corrin: No? What's the matter? Do you have something against radishes?
Kaze: It feels wrong being rewarded for such a simple kindness as giving directions. This is not the first time something like this has happened, either...
Kaze: I can't figure out why, but... I find I'm often approached by women who wish to speak with me or give me things.
Corrin: Oh, is that so?
Kaze: It gets worse. If I speak even a few words, they'll often start shrieking or hugging me. Sometimes they'll give me letters or garments of clothing or, like today, food. None of our allies act that way, of course. Just strangers. It's...frustrating.
Corrin: Heheheh, it sounds to me like you're just popular with the ladies!
Kaze: Popular? With...the ladies?
Corrin: Exactly. Those women are just... well, they're curious about you. It's because you're kind yet mysterious. Being a ninja doesn't hurt either. In fact, when I was in town the other day, I overheard one of the local women. She said, "That sorrowful look on Kaze's gorgeous face is waaay too dreamy!"
Kaze: Argh, I wish you hadn't told me that. I appreciate the praise, but... I would prefer to focus on my duties and keep such silly distractions to a minimum.
Corrin: Hahaha, you're so serious all the time. Most men dream of this kind of attention!
Kaze: I'm simply behaving as any self-respecting ninja should. That's all there is to it. In any case, they are mistaken. I'm not a good man.
Corrin: Why would you say that?
Kaze: ...It's nothing. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have an urgent matter to attend to.
Corrin: Gone, just like that! Ninja are so cool... But I wonder what he meant by that... Why does he think he's not a good man?
Corrin: Kaze, I have a request. I'd like to follow you around town.
Kaze: Ah, Lady Corrin. You know I don't mind your company, but may I ask why? Have I done something amiss?
Corrin: No, no! Nothing like that! I thought it would be a good way to point out all the charming things about you!
Kaze: Er... And why would you like to do that, exactly?
Corrin: I've been worried about you... Ever since you told me you weren't a good person. It sounded like something's really been bothering you, and I want to help. I want you to see the good in you!
Corrin: So! What do you say?
Kaze: I thank you for your concern, but I am fine, really. Now, if you'll excuse me...
Corrin: Kaze! Hang on! Aaand he's gone. Hm... But I bet he's still close by... I'm not gonna give up so easily! Kaze! Kazeeee! Where aaaare youuuu?! Kaze! Come on! Don't just leave me out here!
Kaze: Lady Corrin.
Corrin: There you are! Ha! I knew you couldn't hide from me!
Kaze: I would prefer it if you didn't scream like that. What if there were enemies nearby? Never give away your position when isolated from the main body of the army. Please, for all our sakes, try to refrain from such behavior in the future.
Corrin: You're right. I'm sorry. I just wanted to find you so badly... Thank you for coming back. I know you did it because you were worried for my safety. Which just goes to show how good of a guy you are!
Kaze: Why do you insist on saying such things?
Kaze: Please, stop. Just leave me alone.
Kaze: ... Erg...my apologies, milady. I should not have spoken to you so rudely.
Corrin: No, no, this is all my fault. No one likes being pestered like this. I'm sorry, Kaze.
Kaze: Lady Corrin! ...
Kaze: Lady Corrin. I wish to apologize for hurting your feelings the other day.
Corrin: Huh? Oh, you mean when you got mad about me following you around? Don't worry about it. It was my fault anyway. I'm sorry I bothered you, Kaze.
Kaze: ...You have a kind heart, Lady Corrin.
Corrin: You think so?
Kaze: Lady Corrin, there's something I haven't told you about myself. Something for which I cannot be forgiven, no matter how much I wish to repent.
Kaze: I am a worthless servant. It is my fault that you were kidnapped and taken to Nohr.
Corrin: Your fault? What did you do, Kaze?
Kaze: We had all traveled to Cheve that day, and I noticed Nohrian forces in the city. The same forces that would later kill Sumeragi and take you away. But I was young, and I didn't know what their presence meant...so I said nothing.
Corrin: It's not your fault, Kaze. You were a child! How could you have known what would happen?
Kaze: I come from a long line of ninja that have always served the Hoshidan royalty... I began my training at an early age. If anyone should have known, it was me. For such incompetence, I should have paid with my life. There's no way I can ever heal the suffering I've caused you and your birth family. I should not even be allowed to speak with you... I am so sorry, Lady Corrin.
Corrin: Stop! You did nothing wrong! If anything, I should be apologizing to you!
Corrin: I'm so sorry, Kaze. You must have been tortured by this for years... I never knew...and I've acted so inconsiderately toward you. But...I believe now is the time for us to forgive and move forward. We cannot allow the rest of our lives to be defined by past mistakes. Besides, you were the one who returned me, were you not?
Kaze: Returned you?
Corrin: Yes. It was you who traveled to the Flame Tribe to come get me. And you were the one by my side when I returned to Hoshido. It was you, Kaze. You gave me a chance to be with my birth family again.
Corrin: Kaze, you are not at fault. And even if you were, you have repaid your debt to me. So, please, let us never talk of this again. Will you promise me that?
Kaze: ...Yes. I promise.
Corrin: Are you...laughing at me?
Kaze: It's just...you remind me so much of Lady Mikoto. It warms my heart.
Corrin: I remind you of my mother? How so?
Kaze: When Lady Mikoto became queen, she forgave me and allowed me to serve her. I wonder if she somehow foresaw that her child would do the same one day. Perhaps you are the one I was always meant to serve.
Corrin: Hm? What do you mean?
Kaze: As you must have noticed, all members of Hoshido's royal family have two retainers. These retainers are chosen from the best of the castle soldiery. When the time is right, they pledge their allegiance to a single lord. For example, Orochi and Reina both served the late Queen Mikoto. Subaki and Hana serve Lady Sakura. Hinata and Oboro serve Lord Takumi. Azama and Setsuna serve Lady Hinoka. And Kagero and my twin brother, Saizo, serve Lord Ryoma.
Corrin: Yes, I'm aware. Wait. So that means...
Kaze: Yes. Though I have served the royal family for some time, I have no single master. I've always been troubled by this fact, but perhaps Lady Mikoto arranged it... so that someday, when the time was right, I would serve you, Lady Corrin. If you will have me, then I will pledge myself to you.
Kaze: Do you accept?
Corrin: Kaze... I do. I accept your offer.
Kaze: Now, as your retainer, I hereby vow to protect you with my life.
Corrin: Thank you. I pray it never comes to that, my friend.
Kaze: Lady Corrin. Where are you headed?
Corrin: Hello, Kaze. I was just going out for a little stroll.
Kaze: If you don't mind, I would like to come with you.
Corrin: Oh, Kaze, don't be silly. Spending a few seconds alone won't get me kidnapped.
Kaze: ...Lady Corrin, I have realized something since I became your retainer. You find immense satisfaction in teasing others about their past failures.
Corrin: I wouldn't say "immense" satisfaction... Besides, I've hardly had a moment alone since you made your pledge. If we couldn't introduce a little levity to our relationship, I think I'd go crazy.
Corrin: Oh, quit your pouting.
Kaze: I am not "pouting."
Corrin: Heehee, are you sure? I think I'd know better. I AM your liege, am I not?
Kaze: Haha, I suppose you are.
Corrin: I really am blessed.
Corrin: I feel I've gotten to see a whole new side of you, spending all this time together. You smile so much more than I thought you would. And you can be pretty funny. And...when I see you fighting so hard for me...I feel so grateful. You are such a loyal, good man, Kaze.
Kaze: ... You are a cruel mistress, milady.
Corrin: What? But I was complimenting you!
Kaze: You make me want to say things... Things best kept to myself.
Corrin: Oh? Like what?
Kaze: I have pledged myself to you as retainer. I am your servant and your bodyguard. Therefore, under no circumstances am I allowed to say what I am about to. I love you, Lady Corrin.
Kaze: I have sworn to serve and protect you. And I would give my life to preserve your own. But...while duty would be enough, it is not for duty alone that I made these vows. I made them because I do not think a life without you would be worth living. Is there any chance that you would honor me with your love?
Kaze: Lady Corrin?! Why are you crying?
Corrin: I'm sorry... I'm just so filled with joy, I can't help it.
Corrin: Yes! Don't you see? I feel the same way about you! I want to be with you. I love you, Kaze. I will consent to be yours if you will be mine in return.
Kaze: I will, milady. Gladly.
Kaze: My liege...my love... I adore you with all my being. I promise to treasure you forever... and to keep you in my heart, always.
Azura: Hello, Corrin. What brings you here?
Corrin: I decided to take a little stroll. This breeze feels so heavenly! Mmm!
Azura: Yes! All of that sunshine filtering through the leaves reminds me of Castle Shirasagi.
Corrin: Haha! I envy you. In Nohr, we didn't have days filled with sunshine!
Azura: Oh, Corrin. How stupid of me!
Azura: That was thoughtless of me. I never should have brought that up! It should've been you in Hoshido all those years—basking in the sunlight!
Corrin: There's no need to feel bad. It's not like you kidnapped me and took me to Nohr!
Azura: I know, but I still feel guilty. I lived with the royal family and received all the love that should have been yours.
Corrin: Please, Azura, you shouldn't worry. My life hasn't been as hard as you think.
Azura: But I lived in Nohr! I know what that was like. It's a cruel place to grow up.
Corrin: That's true. Nohr can be a harsh place, but I have happy memories there too.
Corrin: Of course! I was just remembering this one time... Oh, no! I'm late for a meeting! I'm sorry. We'll have to continue this later!
Azura: Yes, I'd like that!
Azura: Corrin! I hoped to run into you. I'd like to hear more about your time in Nohr.
Corrin: Of course! Well, let's see... I lived in the Northern Fortress. It was pretty remote. Hmm... I wasn't allowed to go outside or have any friends.
Azura: That sounds terrible!
Corrin: Thinking back, it was hard. However, at the time, I never felt lonely. The servants were like family, and my brothers and sisters visited all the time. Elise came by to hang out every single day.
Azura: How sweet of her!
Corrin: ...And there was a huge library! You'd never run out of books to read in Nohr! Felicia, Jakob, and I even had a little book club. You see? I was too busy to feel alone.
Azura: Hmm. The Nohr you describe is so different from the one I remember.
Corrin: Well, I spent a lot of time there. It still feels like a part of me...like home.
Azura: It almost sounds like you miss it.
Corrin: I do. I miss the Northern Fortress. I even miss Castle Krakenburg.
Azura: One day, I'm sure you'll get to go back there.
Corrin: I hope so, but first, we have to defeat King Garon and end this war for good!
Azura: Corrin, you're always outside, aren't you?
Corrin: Haha! I came out here to unwind, but it's so windy!
Azura: Yes. I think a storm is coming.
Corrin: I haven't seen such a dark cloud since I left Nohr.
Azura: You must be thinking about how much you miss it. I see that wistful look on your face. It's hard to believe we lived in the same country. Our experiences were so different. I've listened to your stories, but it's hard to picture anything good happening there.
Corrin: I think many Hoshidans feel that way.
Azura: That's why we must bridge the gap. We must work together to end this war.
Corrin: I agree with you completely. We can't call one place good and another bad.
Azura: You and I are linked by fate. It's no coincidence that we're both here. If you and I work as a team, surely we can bring about peace.
Corrin: You know I'd do anything to make that happen! We're in this together, Azura.
Corrin: Oh, no! Ugh!
Azura: Corrin? Is that you? What's going on?
Corrin: I'm fine! I was getting some water, and I dropped the glass. Be careful! There are broken shards everywhere!
Azura: What are you doing up at this hour? You look like you've seen a ghost!
Corrin: I-I'm all right. Really. It was just a bad dream.
Azura: Goodness! You must have been thrashing about. You're dripping sweat! Poor thing. Here, I'll get you a fresh glass of water.
Corrin: *gulp* *gulp* ...Ahhh! Thank you, Azura.
Azura: Did you want to talk about it? Your nightmare, I mean...
Corrin: Nah. It's no big deal.
Azura: Hmm. Your decision to side with Nohr is really troubling you, isn't it?
Corrin: Seriously, Azura? How do you figure this stuff out? I can't hide anything from you!
Azura: Well, I've suspected this for a few days now. You've been looking dejected. Also... There's the hand-wringing and the sighing and that pouty thing you do with your lips.
Corrin: All right. All right. I get it! ...The thing is, I know I made the right decision. I put a lot of thought into it. I really believe this is the best way to bring about peace. ...But I have nightmares every night about the Hoshidans I've killed!
Azura: Corrin, you knew this path wouldn't be easy when you chose it, right?
Corrin: Yes, that's true.
Azura: If you believe this path leads to peace, then you have to keep walking down that road.
Corrin: You're right. I can't give up just because it's hard. Thanks, Azura.
Corrin: Phew! My patrol is almost done for the night, and everything's nice and quiet. ...Hold up! Did that shadow just move?!
(Hoshidan ninja appears)
Corrin: *gasp* It's an enemy soldier!
Hoshidan: There you are, Corrin...Princess of Nohr! I'll kill you where you stand! GAAH!
Corrin: Ha! Nice try, but I'm not going down without a fight!
Hoshidan: Ugh! ARGH!
Corrin: *pant* *pant*
Azura: Corrin! What's going on?! ...Oh, my! Is that a soldier from Hoshido?!
Corrin: He slipped through our defenses somehow. Don't worry. He won't be getting back up. I didn't want to kill him, but I had no choice!
Hoshidan: ...Y-you killed my whole family! You and the rest of Nohr! I-I'll never forgive you! Enjoy your life while it lasts! Death and punishment are coming for you! Just wait! Gahaha... Gufffpphh...!
Azura: Corrin? Are you all right?
Corrin: Yes, I'm fine. I escaped without a scratch.
Azura: No, I mean—are YOU all right? That was hard to hear.
Corrin: I feel terrible. I robbed him of justice! I didn't want to kill him, but I had no choice.
Azura: He doesn't know why you sided with Nohr! Give up, and his death will be meaningless.
Corrin: It's easy for you to say that. You didn't kill him! Now he'll never avenge his family!
Azura: Hmm. I see. In that case, you SHOULD feel terrible.
Corrin: Wow. Thanks a lot, Azura.
Azura: No, listen... Just because you've chosen this path doesn't mean you have to like it. Get upset. Throw a fit. Cry into your pillow! I'd be worried if his death didn't upset you.
Corrin: You're right.
Azura: All we can do is keep pressing on. This won't be the last soldier who dies.
Corrin: That's why we have to end this thing!
Azura: Exactly! Just remember, Corrin... No matter what, I'm right here with you. Whenever you feel lost, I'll try to help you find your way again.
Corrin: Thank you, Azura. I don't know what I'd do without you.
Azura: Corrin! *gasp* Oh, thank goodness! I found you!
Corrin: Azura? What's wrong? ...And why are you so out of breath?
Azura: I came to warn you! There's been a breach! Another Hoshidan infiltrated our camp!
(Hoshidan ninja appears)
Hoshidan: You're that princess from Nohr, aren't you?
Azura: Oh, no! He's already here!
Hoshidan: I'm here to avenge my friends! DIE!
Azura: Corrin! What's wrong with you?! He's drawing his weapon! Snap out of it!
Corrin: B-but...! (weapon clang)
Azura: Corrin? ...Fine! You leave me no choice. I'll fight him for you!
Hoshidan: ...Huh? She got me...?! N-no!
Corrin: Azura, are you all right?!
Azura: Now that he's finished, I'm perfectly fine. The question is—Corrin, are you all right?
Corrin: Yeah. I don't know what happened. I just froze! I'm so sorry. I put both of our lives in danger. I can't believe I'm so pathetic!
Azura: You're not pathetic! You're human—like the rest of us. You care about people! I know you're tired of having blood on your hands. I won't let you do it alone anymore. Now my hands are just as stained as yours. When you can't go on, I'll fight for you.
Corrin: Do you really mean that?
Azura: Absolutely! We're going to walk this bloodstained path until we reach the end.
Corrin: All right. I won't hesitate next time. If we're going down, we'll go together.
Azura: I'll be by your side every step of the way. I promise.
Corrin: A small lake in the middle of the woods... Reminds me of where I once met Azura.
Azura: Oh, hello, Corrin. What brings you out here?
Corrin: I was looking for you, in fact. I apologize if I interrupted your singing.
Azura: It's no trouble. Is there something I can help you with today?
Corrin: I actually wanted to talk with you about something I realized. I believe that you and I are in a unique position regarding Nohr and Hoshido. I'm a princess of Hoshido who was raised in Nohr, and... You're a princess of Nohr who was raised in Hoshido.
Azura: Ahhh, I see what you mean. I agree that we're pretty unique.
Corrin: Because of this background, I think we may have interesting views on the countries. I wanted to talk with you and compare what we each believed.
Azura: That is quite interesting...
Corrin: We could start with Hoshido. From my perspective, it seems so warm and bright. The land is fertile, and it seems like no one is ever wanting for anything.
Azura: A valid observation. This bountifulness makes everyone amiable and respectful.
Corrin: And yet, they always have the threat of a Nohrian invasion hanging over them.
Azura: Indeed. Which is quite unfair; Nohr is always the aggressor, and without reason.
Corrin: That does seem to be the case, but... What if you considered the Nohrian side? Can you try to imagine how the people in Nohr view Hoshido?
Azura: I suppose the carefree attitude of Hoshido might look like indifference to others. It could give people the impression that Hoshidans are very self-centered. So long as there is peace, the people in Hoshido seem uninterested in the world.
Corrin: I hadn't ever heard that opinion before, but I think it could have some merit. It could be one of the reasons that Nohr dislikes Hoshido so much.
Azura: I'm glad to be able to look at this situation with a new perspective. I'm sure we'd benefit from continuing this conversation...
Corrin: I agree, though we'll have to continue at another time. The day has only just started, and there is a lot to do. Until next time, Azura!
Azura: Hello, Corrin. You've come calling again?
Corrin: Indeed. I was hoping we could continue the conversation we were having the other day.
Azura: Of course. We were going to talk about Nohr, were we not?
Corrin: Yes. I spent most of my life in Nohr, and I can safely say it was always gloomy. Besides the dark forests, there was very little plant life among the rocky terrain. From what I've read, most of the land is tundra and bad for farming...
Azura: I've always heard that the people of Nohr are especially cold to outsiders. It's almost like the world they live in has deeply influenced their mentalities.
Corrin: You can dismiss that thinking, though. I know many Nohrians who are kindhearted. Just look at our allies from Nohr if you want proof that that is a misconception.
Azura: Interesting. Like with Hoshido, if we look at Nohr with a different perspective... we both learn a bit more. Nohr has invaded other regions many times over the years, but talking about it now... It could be that their biggest motivation has been jealousy or feeling alienated. After all, anyone would get upset if they were often made to feel inferior.
Corrin: And if that's how Hoshido made Nohrians feel, even accidentally, it's good to know. It doesn't excuse Nohrian actions, but it does help understand them.
Azura: And by understanding, we might be a step closer to bringing peace to the world. If we can find a way to ease the tensions that both nations feel...
Corrin: First, we have to eliminate the evil that is getting in the way. But that's for another time, I think. There are many things to do today.
Azura: You're right. I'd be glad to continue this conversation later.
Azura: Hi, Corrin. Are you here to continue with our chat from the other day?
Corrin: Indeed I am! We've already covered Nohr and Hoshido, so we should talk about—
Azura: NO!! Sorry, I mean... You know how it works. You can't say anything here... I can take us there through the lake, and then we can talk.
Corrin: Oh, of course. What was I thinking?
Azura: We'll be there in just another few moments. ...
Azura: And here we are. Easy enough.
Corrin: It's still so strange to see this place. It's unlike anything in Hoshido or Nohr.
Azura: Now that we're in Valla, we can safely talk about it. It...is what you wanted to talk about, right?
Corrin: Yes. I don't know why the curse slipped my mind.
Azura: You know, Corrin, it isn't really the Kingdom of Valla that is a problem. The entire conflict is a result of the will of Anankos.
Corrin: That's right... Anankos, the King of Valla. I was only able to find the occasional mention of him in ancient texts. Usually he was referred to as a sort of god, right?
Azura: Whether he is a demon or a god, I am not sure, but he possesses incredible power. I've heard a legend about how, long ago, a powerful entity gave humans great power. In return, he required their faithfulness. Though this alliance was meant to last for all time, the humans did not honor it. Over time they discovered and acquired power from other sources. As they did this, they slowly abandoned the entity that had aided them. Insulted by this betrayal, the being went berserk.
Corrin: And that being... It was Anankos?
Azura: There is no way to know for sure, sadly. It would explain why he's out to destroy Nohr and Hoshido, though.
Corrin: What a sad story.
Azura: Indeed. But it also teaches us an important lesson, I think. We've talked about the conflict between Nohr and Hoshido... This story teaches us what can result from holding a grudge for too long.
Corrin: I agree. We have to focus on what we can do to improve the world... It may mean that we sometimes have to fight, but it doesn't always have to. Anytime we can turn an enemy into an ally, we should at least try. (weapon clang)
Azura: Indeed. But we've drifted from our topic... We should head back. It's dangerous to be here by ourselves.
Corrin: Very well.
Azura: Thanks for the conversation, Corrin. Time flies, and I feel like we grow a lot each time we talk.
Corrin: I feel the same. I think we've discovered a special connection between us. I'll always cherish this special friendship.
Azura: Likewise. Until next time, Corrin. I will do the same. Looking forward to spending more time with you, Corrin.
Corrin: Hello, Silas. Do you have some time?
Silas: Hm? Oh, hi there, Corrin. Need something?
Corrin: Sort of. You mentioned that we were childhood friends, but...
Corrin: I'm trying to figure out how you remembered that when I didn't.
Silas: Oh, is that all?
Silas: I wouldn't worry about it. Those old memories slip away for everyone.
Corrin: But isn't it strange that I'd forget someone so close to me?
Corrin: You became a castle knight just so our paths would cross again...
Corrin: While I, on the other hand, forgot you existed at all.
Silas: Really though... I wish you wouldn't worry about it.
Silas: You remember now, and that's all that matters to me.
Silas: My hard work paid off, didn't it? I became a castle knight, and here we are.
Silas: I'm grateful for the chance to make up for lost time.
Corrin: Grateful, huh? That's a good way of looking at it. Thanks, Silas.
Silas: There's the cheer I remember.
Silas: Oh, hey! Why don't we go take a little trip together sometime?
Corrin: Hmm. It sounds fun, but where should we go?
Silas: Someplace you've always wanted to see.
Silas: When we were young, you had a long list of places you wished you could go.
Silas: We couldn't go to any of them at the time, but nothing's stopping us now!
Corrin: It sounds nice... but I don't think we should go far, given the circumstances.
Silas: Hmm, you're right. But don't worry. I'll find a way to make it work.
Corrin: Do you have something up your sleeve?
Silas: Haha, sorry if I made my plans seem grander than they are.
Silas: If we can't go far, we'll limit our options to places within reach.
Silas: You might not remember all the places on your old list, but I do.
Corrin: Great! Thanks for doing this, Silas.
Silas: Hey, what are friends for? Now go get packed for the trip!
Corrin: I will!
Corrin: Silas is a really good guy. So...how did I forget all about him?
Corrin: He told me not to worry about it, but there's got to be a reason...
Silas: Corrin! I need to talk to you about our upcoming trip.
Corrin: Hello, Silas! Did you draw up the list?
Silas: Well...about that...
Silas: I started writing down all the places I could remember you wanting to visit.
Corrin: Goodness! That's...a long list...
Silas: Yeah. The memories just kept flooding back... It got a little out of hand.
Corrin: I was desperate to get out into the world, wasn't I?
Corrin: I can't believe you remembered all these so many years later...
Silas: Haha, well, I've always had a keen memory.
Silas: So, where on the list do you want to go? Pick any one you like.
Corrin: These aren't really "places" as such, are they?
Corrin: "A town plaza"..."a street food stall"..."a festival"...
Corrin: Did I really say I wanted to go see "bugs"?!
Silas: That's how I remember it.
Corrin: Then I'll defer to your memory. It's hard to decide on one, though.
Silas: Take your time. And you don't need to limit yourself to one, you know.
Silas: We can take multiple trips.
Corrin: It really is good if you to do all this for me...
Corrin: It's all the more mysterious why I would have forgotten about you.
Silas: For goodness sake, are you still brooding over that?
Silas: Why don't we see if anyone in your retinue knows?
Silas: They've been with you for a long time. One of them must know why, right?
Corrin: Yes... though I'm anxious they might have had some reason for not mentioning you...
Silas: Don't worry, Corrin. I'll come with you.
Silas: Whatever they say, I'll stand by your side.
Corrin: Thanks, Silas.
Silas: Come on, let's get this cleared up before we do any more trip planning!
Corrin: Huh? Hey! Wait for me!
Corrin: Silas... I'm really sorry about the other day.
Silas: What, for what we found out? If was a long time ago, Corrin.
Silas: No need to be sorry. Though I'll admit, the truth isn't what I expected...
Corrin: It was a little embarrassing to learn how much I cried after I couldn't see you again.
Silas: I can see why they tried to take your mind off me, though.
Silas: I guess they simply did too good a job...
Corrin: That's putting it mildly. I suppose the feelings of one noble boy weren't a priority.
Silas: Haha, next to the young princess? I'd have done the same thing in their shoes.
Corrin: You have a big heart, Silas.
Corrin: Though I feel my offense in forgetting about you was worse than any of theirs...
Silas: I'm actually relieved by what we learned.
Corrin: What? Why?
Silas: You cried every day because you weren't allowed to see me, right?
Silas: Doesn't that prove I really was your closest friend?
Corrin: Yes, I suppose so.
Silas: You should know that I have no regrets about taking you outside those walls.
Silas: Nothing makes me happier than helping you in whatever way I can.
Corrin: Silas... You're a better friend than I deserve.
Silas: Well, now that the past is laid to rest, it's time to focus on the present!
Corrin: Well said!
Silas: Did you decide yet what you want to see?
Silas: Wait...damn, I forgot the list! Wait here just a second, and I'll be back with it.
Corrin: Wait, Silas! I'll come with you! You don't need to sprint!
Corrin: Is that Silas over there? Ho there! Silas!
Corrin: How did he not hear me…? Silas! Is something troubling you?
Silas: Gaaah! M-my heart… don't do that to a guy!
Corrin: Whoops. You seemed miles away, so I was curious why.
Silas: W-well… You see… I was thinking about how much you've changed since we were little.
Corrin: Oh? What I different then?
Silas: Not so much in personality, but… You're a lot…prettier.
Corrin: Huh?! Are you… only noticing this now?
Silas: No… it was the first thing that struck me upon our reunion.
Corrin: Really? Strange, you never mentioned it before.
Silas: How could I?! How could I tell you it was love at first sight…
Corrin: D-did you just say… love?!
Silas: When we were young, you were my best friend and constant playmate. But now we're adults, and… you've grown into quite the lady. The shock of seeing you this way was an arrow right through the heart. But I was so overjoyed to see you that it took time to realize what I was feeling. There's no mistaking it anymore, though. I love you, Corrin.
Silas: Haha, so typical of me to fall in love at first sight and take weeks to realize it.
Corrin: D-don’t say that…
Silas: Hmm? Wait, why are you blushing?
Corrin: Why do you think?
Silas: Oh… Look, I know you're out of my league. I hope we can at least stay friends. If I can't be with you, I at least want to keep fighting at your side.
Corrin: You don't have to worry about that. I… have those same feelings for you.
Silas: You do?!
Corrin: Yes. Ever since our paths crossed again… I might not have remembered who you were, but I still felt drawn to you. For a while, I thought that was our old friendship surfacing again… But the more time I spent with you, the more I realized that wasn't it at all. I suppose you could say it was love at first sight for me too.
Silas: Well… how do you like that… Does this mean we can be a couple?
Corrin: There's no one else I'd rather be with. It's you and me… forever.
Silas: Agreed! I'll never let anyone take you away from me ever again! I've always cherished you as my best friend, but now you're so much more. I love you, and I'm honoured to be your partner in this life. I promise to never leave you again.
Corrin: Ah. So this where you've been hiding.
Shura: Lady Corrin.
Corrin: Why are you way out here? You know that everyone else eats in the mess hall, right? You should come over and sup with us sometime.
Shura: I'm fine here, thank you. I appreciate your graciousness in allowing me to travel with you, milady. But as a former outlaw, I don't think I am fit to dine at your table.
Corrin: What? Of course you're fit to do so. And I'm sure the others would all agree.
Shura: That's very kind of you. Regardless, I would prefer to remain alone.
Shura: It is best I remain in the shadows as much as possible.
Corrin: In the shadows? What are you talking about?
Shura: My face is not unknown. Many people recognize me as an outlaw. If it became widely known I was part of your group, it would damage your good names. Even if the mess hall is not exactly public, it is still large, and rumors spread. A soldier may write to their family, who would then tell their village, and so on.
Corrin: I don't think—
Shura: You cannot deny that the possibility exists, can you? I have no intention of allowing my presence to hurt your cause. Please try to understand.
Shura: Now, go rejoin your people. I am sure they are missing you.
Corrin: A-all right. I will. Good day.
Shura: Good day, milady.
Corrin: Alone as usual, I see.
Shura: You're very kind, Lady Corrin.
Shura: You are very generous with your time and attention. Most royalty is not so giving.
Corrin: I-I don't— I mean, I haven't done anything special. You are an ally and as important to our cause as anyone else. I try to make sure I do not overlook any of the people we fight with.
Shura: Ally I may be, but I still must insist you avoid my company off the battlefield.
Shura: I only wish to ensure your honor is not tarnished.
Corrin: Do you really feel so much shame about your past as an outlaw?
Shura: Of course I do. You would feel the same. It's still strange to me...that I would wind up serving royalty after all I've done.
Corrin: But all you did you did to survive, right?
Shura: Do you think that excuses me? I murdered people for their coin. People who had done no wrong at all. A decent person would have chosen death over this.
Corrin: ...Shura, would you do me a favor? Spend some time talking to the others.
Shura: What for?
Corrin: I think it is important—more important for you than most—that you form new bonds.
Shura: New bonds?
Corrin: Yes. I feel it would do you a lot of good.
Shura: Have you not heard a thing I've said?
Corrin: Of course I heard. And I am giving you my judgment. I agree that it's important to remember and reflect on the mistakes we've made. However, sometimes it can become a weight too heavy for one person to bear. They need others to help them shoulder the load and carry on. At least, I know this was true for me.
Shura: For you?
Corrin: Yes. And for others as well. There are many in our company with pasts they would prefer erased.
Corrin: Yes. And they have all found comfort and strength in their comrades.
Shura: I see. Well, if you insist, I will try talking with some of the others.
Corrin: I do.
Shura: Very well. Thank you for your advice, Lady Corrin.
Shura: Lady Corrin, do you have a moment?
Corrin: Oh, Shura. What is it?
Shura: I tried talking with some of the others like you suggested.
Corrin: Oh? I'm glad to hear it! How did it go?
Shura: You were correct. I'm not the only one weighed down by the past.
Corrin: So you now understand why I asked you to talk to them?
Shura: Yes. I feel like I have learned anew the value of companionship. It helps you see things from other perspectives. You learn things. Seeing our comrades work through their struggles, I realized I could do the same. And that I in fact should do the same. I should not worry about damaging your honor or that of your comrades. I should be focusing upon what I can do to help.
Shura: After all, the walls of Kohga still must be rebuilt. And self-pity makes for poor bricks.
Corrin: I believe in you, Shura.
Corrin: Something funny?
Shura: Oh, no. Not really. I just never expected to hear myself talk like this again. I sound like a bushy-tailed, optimistic little youngster.
Corrin: There's nothing wrong with a little optimism. Takes a little gray out of your hair, doesn't it?
Shura: Ha! I wish. Anyways, thank you for helping me to remember what's really important. If you ever need anything from now on, please know you can rely on me.
Corrin: Thank you. I will be counting on you.
Corrin: Shura? You look distressed.
Shura: Lady Corrin.
Corrin: Yes? You know you can tell me anything.
Shura: Yes, I know, but it's not...
Corrin: Er. Did you catch a cold, then?
Shura: No, I'm in perfect health.
Corrin: So what's bothering you?
Shura: Do you have a dream?
Corrin: A dream?
Shura: For a long time, I lost sight of my dreams. When you are so focused on survival, you don't have time for dreams. But after I met you, they came back to me, stronger and more vivid than ever. The dream of a reborn Kohga has filled me with new life. But there is another dream that has come to me as well. I know it is one that will never come true. And yet...I cannot seem to give it up.
Corrin: Shura, I don't believe there are dreams that can't come true.
Shura: That's very naive of you, if you don't mind my saying so, milady. I'm too old to believe in such fantasies.
Corrin: Then maybe you should have someone who isn't? Someone who believes in you. Someone who you can share your dream with.
Shura: Someone I can share my dreams with?
Corrin: Yes. Maybe even someone like...me. What is your other dream, Shura?
Shura: Corrin, will you be with me?
Shura: In my dreams, you are there with me when I rebuild Kohga. In my dreams, we live the rest of our lives together, in peace. You see...I have fallen in love with you. And I dream you will return my love.
Corrin: You what?!
Shura: Corrin, do you share this dream with me?
Shura: I-it is all right if you do not wish to. I understand—
Corrin: I think it's a beautiful dream.
Corrin: Yes, I would love to share in your dreams. I am yours, if you will be mine.
Shura: Corrin...thank you. We still have a long road ahead of us... But together, I know we have nothing to fear.
Corrin: I feel the same way.
Shura: I am glad to hear it. And I promise you, I will do whatever it takes to help your dreams come true.
Shura: This dream was built to last. No matter where the future takes us...
Izana: Lady Corrin! Fancy meeting you here!
Corrin: I was hoping to run into you. I heard a rumor that you can tell people's fortunes.
Izana: Girl, that is no rumor! I am a whiz at reading the future. Would you like a demo?
Corrin: Would you do that for me? Really?!
Izana: Of course! Now, let's see... Where shall we start? How about your health? After all, if you don't have your health, you don't have anything! Hmm... Anazi-si-emosewa! Anazi-si-emosewa!
Corrin: Wow. Telling fortunes must be complicated. There's a special chant and everything!
Izana: Oh, no, dear. That was just for dramatic effect! It sounded legit, didn't it?
Corrin: You made that whole thing up?
Izana: It's much more fun this way! All right. I think I have your fortune. Hmm... Corrin, you are exhausted! What you need is a break!
Corrin: Huh? That's my fortune?
Izana: Yes, indeed! What you need is some caffeine! Care to join me for a cup of tea?
Corrin: That's really generous of you. Are you sure you're not busy?
Izana: Nonsense! Besides...you shouldn't go around with sad, droopy eyes!
Corrin: OK. Some hot tea sounds really nice.
Izana: Splendid! Right this way, Lady Corrin. One hot tea coming up!
Corrin: Thanks, Izana.
Corrin: Wow, he's so nice! ...But I wonder if he can actually tell fortunes... I feel like that was just a good guess! Of course I'm tired. We all are!
Izana: Hello, hello! Did you enjoy your tea the other day?
Corrin: Yes, it was refreshing! Thank you. ...I was wondering. Could I get another fortune?
Izana: Ah, yes. Of course. Shall we peer into the future today?
Corrin: That sounds exciting! Thanks, Izana! You're so nice to me!
Izana: Heehee... Don't thank me yet. Let's see what your fortune says. Oh, my. Hmm... That is strange.
Corrin: What's wrong?
Izana: This can't be right! I seriously doubt you're going to go bankrupt! You're royalty!
Izana: I wouldn't worry about it, milady. If you're concerned, you could start saving a bit.
Corrin: OK. I'll do that. ...Wow, Izana. Telling fortunes must be hard on you.
Izana: What do you mean?
Corrin: I bet you have to give people really bad news sometimes! That must be terrible!
Izana: Ah, Lady Corrin. You're such a kind soul.
Corrin: I'm serious! I bet that's really hard!
Izana: Don't you worry your precious little head over me! That's what charms are for!
Corrin: Y-you mean you can ward off a bad fortune with one of your charms?
Izana: Of course! ...Oh! Would you look at the time? I've got to run! Toodles!
Corrin: Good-bye, Izana! ...Hmm. I hope I didn't offend him. He left in a hurry!
Corrin: Izana, is something bothering you?
Izana: What do you mean?
Corrin: You ran off the other day in the middle of our conversation. Did I offend you?
Izana: Heavens, no! You haven't been worrying your pretty little head over me, have you?
Corrin: You left in such a hurry. I thought maybe I said something wrong.
Izana: I assure you, it was quite the opposite. Everything you said was right. Giving people bad news can be a heavy burden, but I didn't want you to worry.
Corrin: Of course I worry about you. You're my friend!
Izana: That is very kind of you, Lady Corrin.
Corrin: You would do the same for me! We'd support each other no matter what! Sometimes the future looks dark, but it's not hopeless as long as we're together!
Izana: Well, if that isn't a mood lift, I don't know what is! Thank you! I needed that. You don't need to be a fortune-teller to know that hard times are ahead. Still, I don't know anyone with a peppier outlook than you, Lady Corrin.
Corrin: I know we'll get through this. Brighter days are just around the bend! I'm sure of it!
Izana: Heehee! Look who's telling fortunes now! ...I do hope you're right.
Corrin: Every time Izana tells my fortune, I keep hoping he'll tell me who my soul mate is. I have an idea, but it would be nice to hear it from him!
Izana: Helloooooo, Lady Corrin!
Corrin: Izana? Where'd you come from?!
Izana: Heehee! Sorry! I didn't mean to startle you. Maybe I can make it up to you... Would you care for a little fortune about your love life, perhaps? Hmm?
Corrin: *gasp* How did you know?!
Izana: Oh, do you have a question about love? We all long for that special someone! Who will we spend our life with? Who is destined to be our soul mate? Let's find out, shall we? Rouy-lous-etam-si- anazi...!
Corrin: These chants keep getting weirder.
Izana: ...And your soul mate is...right in front of you!
Izana: Yes, it's plain as day. Your soul mate is ME! Shall we celebrate?
Izana: You're not disappointed, are you? I've been wanting to tell you how I felt for a while.
Corrin: Oh, Izana! I wanted it to be you, but I was afraid you'd say it was someone else.
Izana: Does that mean—
Corrin: Yes! I love you too, Izana! I'm so glad we're soul mates!
Izana: PHEW! Yay! I was sooooooo nervous!
Corrin: What do you mean?! Aren't we fated to be together? Why would you be nervous? You're not saying you made that whole thing up, are you?
Izana: Uh...no! Of course not! We're a match made in heaven! Seriously!
Corrin: Heehee! All right. If you say so.
Izana: Absolutely, my love!
Izana: We were destined to be together. I'm not even making that up...
Mozu: Now what should I do with these veggies? Boil them? Ooh, or I could pickle them! Gosh, just thinking about all I could do is making me tingly inside.
Corrin: Hi, Mozu! You seem to be in high spirits. G-goodness, that's a tall stack of boxes. Are all of those filled with produce?
Mozu: Sure are!
Corrin: You seem to have your hands full. Can I help you with those?
Mozu: Sure! Just be careful. I don't want any of these precious babies getting bruised.
Corrin: OK, one...two...three... Lift! GAH! T-too...heavy... Oh, my back!
Mozu: Yipes! Just set it down careful, and I'll take care of it! Whew... You had me going there. You're weaker than you look, Lady Corrin...
Corrin: I don't think it's that I'm weak, so much as that you're shockingly strong...
Mozu: Just what're you implying?!
Corrin: Sorry, I meant it as a compliment. No offense intended. Where did you get all these vegetables, anyway?
Mozu: From a village I visited a little while back. I helped some of the grannies on the farm there and made a few new friends!
Corrin: Haha, that's always nice.
Mozu: I worked the fields every day back home, so I'm used to putting in some elbow grease. Hmm...
Corrin: Mozu? Is something wrong?
Mozu: Nah, it's nothing...
Corrin: Do you miss your old life?
Mozu: Course not! The very idea! I'm grateful for all you did for me, Lady Corrin. And you know I'm no weakling, so don't worry about me, OK?
Corrin: Point well taken...
Mozu: A-anyway, what should we make with all these veggies? Maybe I should go around and ask people what kinds of things they'd want. See you, Lady Corrin!
Corrin: Mozu...I don't think there's anything that can stop me from worrying about you.
Corrin: You really opened my eyes, Mozu. I never knew you were such a good hunter.
Mozu: Aw, you're flattering me. Farm work and hunting is all I've ever been good at.
Corrin: What sort of animals did you used to hunt?
Mozu: Well, a nice big boar was always welcome when you'd bring it back to the village. They're good eating, and you can put most parts of it to use. They're pretty rowdy, though, so they're not easy hunting. Around my village, you weren't a real hunter until you'd bagged yourself a boar.
Corrin: Did you ever get one?
Mozu: Surely did! On my first try, too! I forgot my bow though, so I had to finish it off with a knife.
Corrin: Just a knife?!
Mozu: Yep. My fondest memory of hunting, though, isn't boars. It's bears.
Corrin: B-bears?! You caught a bear on your own?!
Mozu: Surely did.
Corrin: How did you manage that?! Their sharp claws...their immense size...!
Mozu: Oh, those aren't the things you gotta worry about. It's their smarts.
Corrin: No...no, I'd still be most intimidated by their size, I think...
Mozu: They can dodge arrows and track you with their powerful noses. They're some real tough prey. This old man in our village was good at hunting them, though. He had some technique that'd been passed down over generations. I really looked up to him and tried to figure out his moves for myself. Man, that really takes me back...
Mozu: Aww, there I go again! I gotta stop thinking about that stuff.
Corrin: I have a suggestion... You're good at farming and hunting, but why not try something new?
Mozu: Something new?
Corrin: Maybe I could teach you something I know a lot about as thanks for your help hunting.
Mozu: What do you got in mind?
Corrin: Heh heh... That's for me to know, and you to look forward to!
Mozu: Hm... Now you've got me curious!
Mozu: Lady Corrin... What are we doing here?
Corrin: Welcome to the world of the mind, Mozu!
Mozu: The what now?
Corrin: Academia! The list of things you could learn is endless. The history of the world, taxonomy of species, grammar, literature, science... I'm ready to tutor you in a wide range of subjects!
Mozu: Like school...?
Corrin: I thought you might have missed out on a formal education growing up. So this seemed like a good opportunity for you to study something new.
Mozu: Isn't that stuff for nobles? I don't know if I'm cut out for it...
Corrin: Don't worry about it. I might not be the best teacher in the world... But I think you have the makings of a great student. You can already do so many things that I can't!
Mozu: There IS a lot in this world I've always wondered about... We just didn't have anybody back on the farm who could teach us.
Corrin: I might be hopeless at growing or catching my own food... But as a member of your new family, I want to do this for you.
Mozu: New family?
Corrin: Yes. I know you miss what you had, and that's natural. But I want you to consider all of us here with you now your new family. If you ever need support or a helping hand, I hope you'll turn to us.
Mozu: Lady Corrin... *sniff*
Corrin: Mozu?! What's wrong? Was it something I said?
Mozu: *sniffle* No, silly... These are the first happy tears I've ever cried. Thanks a whole lot, Lady Corrin. I can come visit you and all the other folks when I start to feel lonely?
Corrin: Of course you can.
Mozu: Thank you so much.
Corrin: Rinkah? Over here.
Rinkah: Did you need something done?
Corrin: Sort of. I'd like to ask your opinion on something. Take a look at this map. If we are positioned here, and the enemy attacks from here...what should we do?
Corrin: If a unit detached and came at them from the river...do you think they'd cluster? If so, we could hit them with a volley...but if we fail, the attacking force might rout.
Corrin: Rinkah? Are you listening to me?
Rinkah: You know as well as I that I am not a tactician. Why are you here? Hoping to make friends? I'm sorry to disappoint you. I'm just here to carry out orders. Nothing more. Farewell.
Corrin: Hey! Hey, wait! I'm not done talking yet!
Rinkah: I have nothing to discuss with you. Leave me alone.
Corrin: You know I can't do that. We're allies! I have to be able to communicate with you.
Rinkah: That's not what I meant. I will still listen to and follow any orders you want to give. But otherwise, do not speak to me!
Corrin: What is wrong with you?
Rinkah: *sigh* My apologies. Perhaps I went too far. That is no way to talk to one's superior. I am grateful you spared my life when I was your prisoner. And I will follow you wherever you decide to lead us. However I neither need nor desire your attention. Please leave me alone.
Corrin: Hey! Rinkah!
Corrin: Rinkah! Did you hear me?
Rinkah: What is it this time? I told you to leave me alone.
Corrin: I wanted to ask you why you insist so much on remaining aloof.
Rinkah: If I do, will you leave me be?
Corrin: I...I guess I can do that.
Rinkah: *sigh* Very well. I keep my distance because it is the law of the Flame Tribe. As you know, we worship the God of the Flame. To honor our God, we keep a fire in the village burning at all times. This is a challenge, and so in order to keep it burning we have effected many laws. One such law directs us to avoid contact with outsiders as much as possible. This is why we live in isolation—and why I would prefer you quit prying.
Corrin: How does living in isolation keep the flame burning?
Rinkah: It's always an outsider that extinguishes the flame of life. They don't respect it, and so foolishly they run headlong into taboo acts.
Corrin: Like putting out the flame?
Rinkah: That is one of them, yes. And it has terrible consequences for the transgressor. Once, a long time ago, the sacred flame was extinguished by an enemy tribe. They only wished to cause us harm, but they angered the God of the Flame. The holy mountain then erupted, and fire fell from the sky. Lava decimated the enemy tribe, and by the end of it, there was no trace of them left. The stories say our own tribe suffered greatly as well, however.
Corrin: I see. But then why were you siding with Hoshido against Nohr?
Rinkah: Because our chief—my father—decided we should cooperate with Hoshido. A fighter should fully commit themselves to every battle, it's true. But to be honest, I had grave misgivings about this whole venture. Bad omens. And those feelings turned out to be well- founded. As you know, I was taken captive.
Corrin: I see. You must feel very vindicated.
Rinkah: I feel the same as I did before. So. Now you understand. I expect you will stick to your end of the bargain. Farewell.
Corrin: Rinkah... There must be something I can do.
Rinkah: Heh. Lady Corrin. You really don't know how to take a hint, do you? I'm starting to lose count of all the times I told you to stay away.
Corrin: Er. Sorry.
Rinkah: Well? What is it this time?
Corrin: Is there no way I can convince you to be a little more friendly with the others?
Corrin: When we spoke of your capture at Nohr's hands...you seemed angry. Do you hate having been caught so much?
Rinkah: Of course I do. Being captured is far more shameful a fate than death to a warrior. I wish I had perished that day. I would have retained my dignity, at least.
Corrin: But if you'd died, we'd never have met and worked together.
Corrin: We're at war. Nothing is certain. One day we celebrate, the next we may be mourning. But I have to believe there's some kind of order to things. And so I think we were fated to meet as we did, and that we should be grateful for it.
Rinkah: I see. I AM grateful we met. But I still feel regret and anger at my capture. It is difficult to be grateful for a misfortune, is it not?
Corrin: But in the end it wasn't a misfortune, right? It all worked out. We should thank fate for that—for all the ways it sees fit to connect us. All of us. And I think fate has given you a unique and incredible opportunity.
Rinkah: How so?
Corrin: It's rare the Flame Tribe interacts with outsiders, right? Then perhaps you should take advantage of this chance to learn about the world. About other people, other cultures, lands, arts, history, technologies... Your people may not have an opportunity like this again for a long, long time. And I think it would be a terrible shame were you to let it slip past you. But...I admit I may feel this way because I spent my entire life trapped in isolation. So the choice is yours. I won't press you further.
Rinkah: I see. Very well. I will have to think on it, but your argument has swayed me. I'll do my best to try to warm up to the others. All right?
Corrin: Thank you, Rinkah!
Rinkah: No. Thank you.
Corrin: Sakura, how's it going?
Sakura: Um, OK...I'm fine. I guess.
Corrin: You don't seem too sure about that. Are you coming down with something?
Sakura: Huh? No! I'm in perfect health.
Corrin: Oh, I get it. ...You just don't like me.
Sakura: What?! That's not true! How could anyone dislike you, Corrin?
Corrin: I'm sorry. Every time I try to talk to you, you always look upset.
Sakura: That's m-my fault. I should be the one apologizing. I'm terrible around people!
Corrin: Sakura...is there anything I can do to help? If that's really what's bothering you, maybe you could practice talking to me.
Sakura: D-do you think that would work?
Corrin: Well, we won't know unless we try!
Corrin: Sakura, are you ready to start our conversation practice?
Corrin: Then, let's begin. *ahem* Sakura, how old were you when you knew you wanted to be a healer?
Sakura: Uh...I d-don't know...
Corrin: Are there any special training programs for healers in Hoshido?
Sakura: Uh, I'm not really sure...
Corrin: Psst...Sakura, you're supposed to add to the conversation if you can, OK?
Sakura: I'm sorry, Corrin! I just get all tongue tied...
Corrin: You don't have to apologize so much! I think I know what the problem is... You let other people intimidate you. Do you have any idea how that started?
Sakura: I... d-don't know.
Corrin: *sigh* I see.
Sakura: I'm sorry... Thanks for trying to help me anyway...
Corrin: Sakura, seriously―stop apologizing! I'd do anything for my little sis.
Sakura: Corrin, do you have a minute?
Corrin: Of course! What is it?
Sakura: I didn't tell you the other day, because I didn't want to hurt your feelings... ...But I think I know the reason I'm so anxious all the time.
Corrin: You do?! Please, tell me!
Sakura: W-well...I was really little when you were kidnapped and taken to Nohr... One day, I overheard some maids talking, and they said Nohr wasn't after YOU. They'd planned to kidnap me instead!
Sakura: I know! Later, I found out it was just a r-rumor, but I still felt terrible. It was all my fault that my sister got kidnapped!
Corrin: B-but that's not true! You poor thing! That was never your fault!
Sakura: You're really kind to say that, Corrin. I still worry that you'll leave us again!
Corrin: Don't worry, Sakura. I'm not going anywhere. I'll always protect you!
Sakura: Thank you, Corrin. It's easier to be brave now that we're together again.
Hana: Sakura? Lady Sakura?!
Corrin: Hana, are you looking for Sakura?
Hana: Eek!! Oh, it's you. Do you need me for something?
Corrin: Wait, did you say "eek" when you saw me? That's not a reaction I get very often... Never mind. Sakura isn't over here.
Hana: Oh. Well, thanks for letting me know. Good-bye, then.
Corrin: Hang on—just like that?! Wait a minute, Hana!
Hana: What is it? I really need to find Lady Sakura...
Corrin: I feel like there's some pretty intense animosity coming from you. Did I do something to slight you in some way?
Hana: ... Yes, you did.
Corrin: I can't think of what it could be, but I apologize for it just the same...
Hana: Lady Sakura has spent years being sad over your kidnapping. I've watched her try and hide the tears countless times. And I don't like someone who makes my best friend cry!
Corrin: What?! Sakura cried because of me? She's never said anything to me...
Hana: It's pointless to ask her—I doubt she'd talk to you about it anyway... Really, I feel like I'm wasting my time even explaining this to you.
Hana: However, as you are commander of this army, I will still obey your orders. ...No matter what my personal feelings toward you are. Good-bye.
Corrin: That...was unexpected.
Hana: Hyah! Hah! Hiyaaaah!!
Corrin: Hello, Miss Hana—in the middle of some intense training?
Hana: *Huff...puff...* Lady Corrin. If you're here to ask about Lady Sakura, then you can stop right now. It's an issue between you and Lady Sakura. Don't try to get any information from me.
Corrin: That's not what I'm here for. I'm here because I wanted to talk to you.
Hana: ... Hrah!!!
Corrin: Whoa whoa!! ...That's dangerous! Even with a wooden sword, you could do some serious damage!
Hana: Well dodged. All right. You can ask me one question.
Corrin: What? Are you... Are you seriously only letting me ask because I dodged that attack?
Hana: Hurry up if you have a question. Otherwise I need to get back to my training.
Corrin: OK... If I'm correct, you come from a family of samurai that served the Hoshido kingdom.
Hana: That's right. So what?
Corrin: So you'd say that a large part of why you work hard to train your mind and spirit... is to pay respect to your family's samurai history, right?
Hana: Of course.
Corrin: I think that's terrific.
Hana: What do you mean?
Corrin: I grew up locked away in a remote castle. I didn't know why I was there, and I had no ambition because I was isolated from life... So I'm fascinated by someone like you, who always knew where they were headed.
Hana: I have someone who inspired me—my father. He was a model samurai.
Corrin: What kind of person was he?
Hana: He devoted everything to King Sumeragi, who ruled Hoshido at the time. More than once he saved the king's life... either by slaying those who threatened the king, or by protecting him from danger. He gave the king everything he could, whenever he could.
Hana: The stories of my father's accomplishments fill me with pride... He passed from this world while he was protecting the king. But even in death he fulfilled his purpose— his devotion to the king symbolized his life. For a samurai, to die in service is really the best possible death.
Corrin: ...I see.
Hana: I live my life the way I do because I want to honor everything my father stood for.
Corrin: I understand your mindset much better. Sorry if this sounds rude, but I don't think dying itself is something to be respected. Even if you protect your master, I don't think it's wise to throw your life away.
Hana: What?! Are you saying my father was foolish to do what he did?!
Corrin: No, I wasn't trying to say that at all! Your father was very admirable. He protected King Sumeragi to the very end... But I wouldn't want you to follow in his exact footsteps.
Hana: Well, it's easy to criticize someone's actions after they've made them! I'll never forgive you for ridiculing my father's honorable sacrifice!
Corrin: Wait, Hana!!
Corrin: Oh... Hello, Hana.
Hana: Lady Corrin.
Corrin: Sorry about what I said the other day.
Hana: No need to apologize. I'm over it now. You are my commander after all, Lady Corrin. I respect your leadership.
Corrin: No...I want to apologize. It was simply rude of me to not even consider your feelings before speaking.
Hana: Stop it! You're just making me look like someone deserving of pity!
Corrin: No...that's not what I'm trying to say... I just thought that Sakura might be crushed if you did what your father did... That's all!
Hana: Lady Sakura?! What are you talking about now?
Corrin: Before, you were mad at me for making Sakura cry... I can see why you'd respect your father for his sacrifice and want to honor him. But imagine if you died protecting your liege. Sakura would be crushed. She would never want that to happen, and she'd probably have trouble moving on. I can't stand thinking about a future like that, and I bet that you can't either. Right?
Hana: Well...I hadn't considered that...
Corrin: I understand it's a really important thing for a samurai to protect her master. But...isn't there more to protecting your master than just the physical act?
Hana: You're right. I don't want to see Sakura cry anymore either...
Corrin: Hana...that's all I was trying to convey before. I'm sorry I didn't do it well.
Hana: It's OK, Lady Corrin. Thank you for this conversation. I'm sorry I was so hostile toward you.
Corrin: No, it's fine... I think we've both grown from this.
Subaki: Haaah! Ahaah!
Corrin: Hmm? You train so vigorously, Subaki.
Subaki: Ah, Lady Corrin. What brings you here today? Were you attempting to learn some of my dynamic combat techniques?
Corrin: No, Subaki, I just so happened to see you training. I didn't mean to interrupt.
Subaki: No need to apologize! Please, feel free to sit down and watch, if you like. My form with weapons is second to none, after all. Perhaps one of my techniques will prove useful to you in the battlefield someday.
Corrin: It's certainly possible. I wish I had your dexterity as a fighter. Every movement you make is so assured.
Subaki: In that case, why not spar with me? There is no better way to learn and improve.
Corrin: Really? Would you mind?
Subaki: Of course not! I would do anything in my power to aid Lady Sakura's sister! Besides, I've mastered every class of weapon. Responding to your moves shouldn't prove overly difficult for me. *grumble*
Corrin: Umm, Subaki? Did you hear something?
Subaki: N-no, not at all! You must be imagining things, Lady Corrin... *gggrrrooowwwlllll*
Corrin: Wait! There it is again! Goodness, what is that sound?
Subaki: Oh my!
Corrin: Subaki... Was that your stomach growling?
Subaki: Of course not. Don't be ridiculous.
Corrin: Subaki, it's OK. You're just hungry! I'm sorry it took me a moment to understand. Why don't we go get a bite to eat?
Subaki: No, that's not it. You don't understand. I was just practicing making my stomach growl to distract my enemy...
Corrin: Are you sure? Your face is beet red.
Subaki: I feel so disgraced...
Corrin: What? Don't be so dramatic. Everyone's tummy growls from time to time. There's no need to be hard on yourself for something so silly.
Subaki: I've always been able to avoid failure in every task. This is an obvious sign that my focus is beginning to slip! Lady Corrin. May we postpone our sparring session? I need to redouble my efforts. Farewell!
Corrin: He just ran away. Subaki certainly is hard on himself...
Corrin: Subaki! Are you there, Subaki?
Subaki: *munch* Ah, Lady Corrin! Good afternoon! What's your hurry? *chomp*
Corrin: Ahhh, so I see the rumors were true!
Subaki: *om nom nom* What rumors are you referring to exactly?
Corrin: Everyone has been talking about you eating so much! I heard that you've been constantly munching on something wherever you go. So I got a little worried and wanted to come and find you. No offense, but it really seems like you can't stop shoving food in your mouth.
Subaki: Oh, don't be ridiculous. There's no need to trouble yourself over me.
Corrin: But there is! You're my comrade. We need to look out for one another. Does this have anything to do with my overhearing your stomach growling?
Subaki: Wh-what do you mean...?
Corrin: OK, so clearly it does.
Subaki: Listen, this is the only way to make sure that my stomach never growls again. If I'm always eating, I'll never be hungry.
Corrin: Subaki, you can't keep eating like that! It's not healthy. Besides, it will just make you get bigger and bigger. Then you won't be able to train anymore. I know you wouldn't want that to happen.
Subaki: Oh, don't you worry about me. I've already calculated how much food I need to stay in fighting shape.
Corrin: Right... But still, I'm concerned.
Subaki: I never meant to alarm anyone. Listen, if it really bothers you, I'll give up on my new fitness regimen.
Corrin: Good. Trust me, it's for the best.
Subaki: But what do I do now? I'd be horrified if someone ever heard my stomach growl again.
Corrin: Why are you so worried about what other people think of you? No one would ever judge you for something so trivial anyway.
Subaki: I could never talk about that with you, Lady Corrin. Please, excuse me...
Corrin: There he goes again... I'd probably better follow him to make sure he doesn't get any other crazy ideas.
Corrin: Greetings, Subaki.
Subaki: What is it, Lady Corrin?
Corrin: I figured that you might still be thinking of ways to avoid getting hungry.
Subaki: Yes, I am. The problem is, I'm having a difficult time thinking of another solution.
Corrin: I still think you should relax. You don't need to be upset about your tummy making noises.
Subaki: I appreciate your opinion. But I simply cannot let that happen again.
Corrin: Hmm... Fine. Then at least let me help you figure out a new strategy!
Subaki: Huh? What do you mean?
Corrin: If you can't stop worrying about this issue, I'd love to help you figure out a solution. There's no reason to torture yourself by overthinking this.
Subaki: I couldn't possibly ask that of you!
Corrin: I was with you when this all started. I should help you see this problem through to the end.
Subaki: Lady Corrin... Fine. But only because you're so insistent. I-I've never had someone behave like that toward me before.
Corrin: What do you mean?
Subaki: You may not know this about me, but I can't stand to fail in front of people. My goal in life is to achieve perfection in every possible way. Though it's wildly painful to admit, even I sometimes make a mistake. But I never know what to do when that occurs.
Subaki: Yes. But like I said, this very, very rarely happens to me.
Corrin: I know that it's hard to be vulnerable around other people. But I promise, I'm not going to make fun of you. I just want to help.
Subaki: I'm no good at getting help when I need it. That's the problem with seeking perfection. You always feel like you have to do everything alone. I have to admit that it feels good to get all of this off my chest.
Corrin: Huh. So that's what this has all been about. You just needed a counselor.
Subaki: Maybe. So, Lady Corrin... Now that you understand me so well, I'm going to count on you for advice.
Corrin: That's fine, Subaki.
Subaki: OK! Now that we're agreed, let's start brainstorming! I gotta figure out how to beat my appetite. My newest idea was to eat foods that make you feel really, really full. I brought a bag of snacks, actually. Let me go get them!
Corrin: Wait up, Subaki! Well, at least he's not so depressed now.
Subaki: Pardon me, Lady Corrin. If you don't mind, may I have a moment?
Corrin: Greetings, Subaki. Certainly. Did you need advice on something? I thought we had finally resolved the issue with your stomach growling.
Subaki: Yes, indeed. Thank you for your help with that, by the way.
Corrin: Oh, there's no need to thank me. You're the one who thought to quiet the sound by flexing your abs.
Subaki: Haha... Well, I'll admit that it was a moment of brilliance on my part.
Corrin: It was inspired. Anyway, what did you want to talk to me about?
Subaki: I need some advice. This is a problem I simply can't solve by myself.
Corrin: Oh? Did something bad happen? How can I help you?
Subaki: To be honest, I think you're the only person who can solve this issue.
Corrin: Why just me?
Subaki: Well, the truth is... Lady Corrin, I have very strong feelings for you.
Subaki: I'm not surprised at your shock. Not to be arrogant, but I hid my emotions perfectly. But now, there is no way for me to hide them. I needed to tell you.
Corrin: I don't know what to say...
Subaki: I've often been admired for my tireless pursuit of perfection. But you were the first person to ever really try and know me. With you, I can actually show my whole self. Not just the parts that are perfect. It makes me feel stronger, not having to hide my weaknesses.
Corrin: I have to admit something... I like you too.
Subaki: R-really?! You mean it?
Corrin: Yes. I truly believe we can make each other stronger by being together.
Subaki: Lady Corrin... Thank you! I've never felt so lucky in all my life!
Corrin: Hehe. Me neither.
Subaki: Darling, you're the very picture of perfection. And we're so perfect together...
Corrin: Hm...? ... I have the strangest feeling someone is watching me... ... Hello? Is someone there...? S-Saizo?! I nearly jumped out of my skin... Why were you lurking in the shadows?
Saizo: Hmph...took you long enough to notice. If this was the battlefield, you'd be dead.
Corrin: What?! Why would I be looking over my shoulder here in camp? And what in the world were you doing spying on me?
Saizo: Keeping a very close eye on you.
Saizo: It wasn't long ago that you lived as royalty of Nohr. How convenient that we should be drawn into your orbit now. The moment you try anything, I'll be the first to know.
Corrin: Except you won't, because I'm not going to try anything! My brother didn't put you up to this, did he?
Saizo: Hmph. This has nothing to do with Lord Ryoma. I'm doing it on my own initiative. Though we fight side by side at times, I'm not prepared to trust you yet.
Corrin: I see.
Saizo: If you take even one step out of line, I will act accordingly. Remember that before you get any cute ideas.
Corrin: I never intended to. Isn't there anything I can do to win your trust?
Saizo: Prove yourself to me. I'm keeping thorough surveillance notes on you, you know.
Corrin: Yes, the "Surveillance Notes—Corrin" on your notebook suggested as much. Do you...keep books like this on a lot of our soldiers?
Saizo: That's classified. All you need to know is that I'm watching you. Always.
Corrin: Even when—
Saizo: ESPECIALLY then.
Corrin: Saizo, wait! OK, I can't see you, but you're not gone, right? You're still watching? Saizo...? Gods, this is going to be difficult.
Corrin: Ugh...I can feel his eyes on me again. Saizo, are you always this vigilant when it comes to me? Don't you get tired? I know I get exhausted, being under constant watch. No response? Nothing? *sigh*...
Corrin: Ah, but enough bellyaching. I need to get these things inside. I just wish they weren't so heavy. One...two... Nrrghh!
Saizo: All right.
Corrin: Gah! Warn me next time, Saizo!
Saizo: I don't make a habit of advertising my presence. You should learn to sense it. Something seems wrong, though. You've been looking pale and fatigued lately. Not that we really need you, but... I worry that you'll drag the others down if you try to fight in that condition.
Corrin: Oh, haha...sorry. I'm just tired out from looking over my shoulder all the time.
Corrin: You still don't trust me, do you?
Saizo: You've given me no reason to. I'm sure you'd love for me to stop watching you, but I know better. I have one eye, and it's staying fixed directly on you. ...Though I'm forced to admit this is a problem I can't overlook.
Corrin: What problem? What are you talking about?! Whoa!
Saizo: Quiet. Where do you need these?
Corrin: Those are my things! I can carry them perfectly well myself.
Saizo: That's not what I saw. You are, however tenuously, an ally. I'm not so cruel as to let you lug these around by yourself. It is dishonorable to turn a blind eye to one in need of help. Are you impugning my honor?
Corrin: N-not at all... Thank you, Saizo.
Saizo: Don't think this means you're off the hook. More importantly, hurry and tell me where this trunk goes.
Corrin: Oh, er...that shed over there.
Saizo: Understood. This will only take a moment...
Corrin: Was he in such a hurry to leave because he was embarrassed...? Hah. Saizo, embarrassed... There's a mental picture for you.
Corrin: Saizoooooo! Helloooooo? If you're watching, come out so we can talk!
Saizo: What do you think you're doing? Don't give my presence away like that.
Corrin: Ah, hello, Saizo. I knew you couldn't be far off.
Saizo: What are you playing at, calling upon your watchman? This is very irregular.
Corrin: I'm not playing at anything. I just never had the chance to thank you for carrying my things. To remedy that, I brought some mint candies. Would you like one?
Corrin: Is something wrong?
Saizo: I don't need your sweets! Eat them yourself.
Corrin: S-sorry... I had no idea. I thought you might like them, but clearly I don't know you very well. My apologies, Saizo. I'll find someone else to share them with.
Saizo: Stop biting your lip that way. You're making me feel guilty.
Corrin: That's easy for you to say, but...
Saizo: *sigh* All right. I'll come clean...
Saizo: I hate sweets.
Corrin: Really? Oh, come to think of it, I recall Ryoma mentioning that once. I had completely forgotten...
Saizo: It's not as if they're poison. They're just not to my taste.
Corrin: If that's why you refused the candy, is it safe to assume you don't hate me?
Corrin: I know you can't trust me because I was raised in enemy territory. But clinging to that conception of me is counterproductive. It may take time before we reach a true understanding of each other... But until then, could you try to have faith in me?
Saizo: ...Hmph. I'd already come to the same conclusion.
Saizo: My surveillance on you is over, effective today. You have free rein from now on.
Corrin: Does this mean you trust me?
Saizo: I wouldn't go that far. It just means that I don't think a simpleton like you could be scheming anything.
Corrin: "Simpleton"? Don't hold back, Saizo... I'm glad you're starting to accept me, though.
Saizo: I still expect you to remain on your best behavior, of course.
Corrin: Of course. I wouldn't want to lose your trust, now that we're friends.
Saizo: Friends? Where did you get that idea?
Corrin: It seemed clear to me. Do you disagree?
Saizo: Think what you like. I'm leaving.
Corrin: Saizo...! Haha, very well. If he's given me leave to think what I like, I'll consider us friends.
Corrin: Saizo, I know you're there. You're not still spying on me, I hope.
Saizo: Forgive me. I didn't intend to remain hidden for long. I came to apologize again.
Saizo: Yes. I'm sorry I doubted you.
Corrin: Is that still on your mind? Because it ceased troubling me some time ago.
Saizo: Still, I couldn't rest until I'd apologized. If I wrong you in some way again, I expect you to let me know.
Corrin: It's all right, honestly. I hesitate to mention this, but you're acting oddly today. Why are you so determined to apologize?
Saizo: It's because...argh... I can't rest, worrying that the one I love may be upset with me.
Corrin: The one you what?
Saizo: Gods! I'm trying to tell you I love you!
Corrin: WHAT?! B-but...you were so suspicious of me at first!
Saizo: That's why I must apologize! As I shadowed you, I saw how deeply you care about your friends. How you throw yourself into battle, willing to sacrifice yourself for the sake of peace.
Saizo: Seeing that made me eager to fight alongside you. To do anything near you, really. But if you'd rather I not, then I'll continue supporting you from the shadows. I may be better suited to that anyway.
Corrin: Will you let me get a word in edgewise before you go deciding this?
Corrin: At first, it was frustrating, the way you felt you needed to monitor me. But you did step in to help when I needed it. And eventually...after a very long time... you started to believe in me. I want to be with you, too, Saizo. Do you trust me enough to give me your heart?
Saizo: Hmph. Of course I do.
Corrin: Good! It warms my heart to see you smile...to know that it's because of me.
Saizo: Gods, just listen to you... Don't let anyone else catch you spouting such sugary nonsense.
Corrin: Heehee. Who'd have thought the fearsome Saizo would be so shy?
Saizo: I guess I can't be shy around you anymore, eh? I promise to tell you everything.
Corrin: Have a moment, Orochi?
Orochi: I live to serve, Lady Corrin.
Corrin: I was wondering if you could tell me a little more about my mother.
Orochi: Lady Mikoto—a remarkable woman. I'd be delighted to share my memories of her.
Corrin: I barely had a chance to get to know my mother. So little time, because of what I... Hmm. Anyway, could you share some stories about her?
Orochi: Trust me when I say she wouldn't have blamed you for what happened. And she'd be saddened if you blamed yourself, Lady Corrin. But yes, a story—a funny one! That's what we need.
Corrin: She seemed so graceful. You know funny stories about her?
Orochi: Oh, she was endlessly hilarious. One time, I recall catching her swimming— with her slippers on! She'd forget she had two chopsticks in hand—and eat with four! Some might say she was absentminded. Not I. She was a dreamer of dreams. So what if Lady Mikoto had her silly mishaps. We loved her for it.
Corrin: Please, go on.
Orochi: Once she sat cross-legged for so long, her legs went to sleep. And I am talking a DEEP sleep! She stood up before the court—and careened right into a fountain!
Corrin: I wish I could have been there. Er, at least to help her out of the water.
Orochi: Your mother was truly unique, like a wise sage and an accidental jester. She had the sweetest voice, but the things she would say... Honestly, that dear woman—she really was a hoot.
Corrin: Thanks, Orochi. That's exactly what I needed to hear right now.
Orochi: Hello there, Lady Corrin.
Corrin: Oh, Orochi! Thank you for sharing those funny stories about my mother last time.
Orochi: I fear I made her out to be a buffoon. Far from the truth.
Corrin: You did no such thing. You revealed a side I would never have known.
Orochi: But she had many facets. That woman was a gem. I'd like to tell you about the side of her that was kindness itself.
Corrin: I'm all ears.
Orochi: She was kind enough to treat me with the greatest respect. My family has long served as diviners at the royal palace. But we'd been treated very poorly.
Corrin: I can't believe that. Really?
Orochi: We diviners tell as many bad fortunes as good, which can make us unpopular.
Corrin: How unjust. To speak the truth, and be blamed for it?
Orochi: Indeed. But my fate was changed when I met Lady Mikoto. She treated me like her own daughter. No matter what fortunes I told her.
Corrin: A rare soul, I guess.
Orochi: The rarest! Why, once I saw enemies outside the palace... I rushed at them, tried to drive them off by myself, and got hurt badly. She wept at my bedside that night, and many nights after that. Once I got better, Lady Mikoto said I must never run off like that again. To make sure that I didn't, she made me one of her personal attendants.
Corrin: She sounds like perfection.
Orochi: Lady Mikoto was so kind, being in her presence was like basking in the sun.
Corrin: A beautiful memory. Thank you for sharing it.
Orochi: Of course. Now if you'll excuse me, Lady Corrin... Th-those are all the memories that Orochi has in her right now.
Orochi: Ah, Lady Corrin. May I share one last thought about your mother?
Corrin: Of course. Your tales are like pearls, Orochi.
Orochi: As I have said, she had many facets. Funny, kind, wise, brilliant... ...... And also dark.
Orochi: She usually shone, one way or another, no matter when you saw her. But then I'd catch her alone, a shadow in her features... She fell into dark spells, and I believe she was always thinking of...
Orochi: Yes, you—or so I believe. She was agonizing over the loss of her daughter. Before her people, and at court, she was always bright as the sun. Yet she was unafraid to show this troubled side to me and Kagero.
Corrin: My poor mother...
Orochi: I wasn't sure whether to tell you. It's not a happy memory. And yet, in a way, it is. That was the side of her that loved you—missed you—deeply.
Corrin: Th-thank you, Orochi. I suspect no one knew her quite as well as you. That side of her, I feel it too. But in the darkness is love. I must do what I can to defend all those she also feared losing.
Orochi: I know she'd want you to take heart from all this loss.
Corrin: You're among those she held most dearly, Orochi.
Orochi: Perhaps. In any case, I loved Lady Mikoto very much. She was like a mother to me. So, of course, I feel very close to you. I hope I...haven't overstepped.
Corrin: Of course not, Orochi. I thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Orochi: My pleasure.
Corrin: Hm? Was that a whinny just now? Oh, I think I see Hinoka. It must be her pegasus I heard...
Hinoka: There you go... Feels good, doesn't it? Oh, don't get your feathers all ruffled! It just makes it harder to brush you... We've been partners for a while; it was so long ago that I chose to be a sky knight... Hm?
Corrin: Oh, sorry, Hinoka. I didn't mean to interrupt you...
Hinoka: Hi, Corrin. It's not a problem at all. What can I do for you?
Corrin: Well, I overheard you talking about when you decided to become a sky knight... I'm actually curious why you did it.
Hinoka: I don't know if it's a story I should tell you. ... No, that's wrong. Now that we're reunited, I can share it with you. After you were kidnapped, I was so mad, I didn't know what to do with myself. On several occasions, I snuck out of the castle, thinking I could come save you.
Hinoka: But I was always stopped, either by castle staff, Ryoma, or even Mother herself. I was just so angry that those Nohrians had stolen you away from us... And I was mad at myself for not being able to do anything about it.
Hinoka: As I got older, I realized that I was trying to do the impossible. I was so young; there was no way I could walk through all of Nohr and save you. And then one day I saw a pegasus flying...
Corrin: So that was when you decided to become a sky knight?
Hinoka: Indeed. That decision has driven almost everything I've done since then. It's really made me into the person I am today—much stronger and determined. I suppose I should thank you, Corrin, even though I wish you'd been spared it.
Corrin: I'm the one who should be thanking you. If things hadn't turned out exactly as they did, I'd have needed you to save me! Thank you, Hinoka.
Corrin: Hello there, Hinoka. Tending to your pegasus again?
Hinoka: Indeed. He's always been my partner on the battlefield, after all. It's important that I show him my appreciation whenever I can.
Corrin: You were still quite young when you decided to become a sky knight, right? It's obviously a dangerous job... Did anyone try to talk you out of it?
Hinoka: Oh, definitely. Many people did. Your mother more than most.
Corrin: What? Even my mother? She was worried for your safety, even though you weren't related?
Hinoka: Indeed. It even surprised me how strongly opposed to the idea she was. She tried all manner of things to convince me to change my mind. Begging, bribing...
Corrin: How did you respond?
Hinoka: Well, I was still a very young girl... Ryoma and the others accepted her as Father's wife and our new mother, but I... I didn't do that very easily. As a result, I was cruel to her—more cruel than she could ever deserve.
Corrin: Oh, no! What happened? What did you do?
Hinoka: I told her that she wasn't my mother and had no place ordering me around. Of course, I apologized later, but it's impossible to take back what was said. I still remember how her face changed right as the words left my mouth. I'll probably regret having said that for the rest of my life...
Corrin: That was years ago, though! I'm sure she forgave you long ago. You were young and didn't know any better. I think you can forgive yourself...
Hinoka: No, it's better that I continue to carry this burden with me as a reminder, I think.
Corrin: Is that Hinoka's pegasus over there? Hey there. You're a lucky one. You probably know this, but Hinoka is pretty great. She's strong and she's brave...and she's really determined. At the same time she's so kind and caring. You couldn't have asked for a better rider.
Hinoka: Corrin? What are you doing here?
Corrin: Gah! H-hello, Hinoka! I didn't see you...
Hinoka: You jumped a foot in the air, Corrin. Why were you so startled?
Corrin: No reason! No reason... I'm fine, I just wasn't expecting you to be there. I was...wrapped up in talking to your pegasus about you.
Hinoka: You were? What were you saying to him?
Corrin: I was telling him how lucky he was to have someone who cares so much. Even though becoming a sky knight has really defined who you are... you were just as caring a person before.
Corrin: I'm incredibly grateful for how much you've cared for me. I feel like I need to give a little back, too.
Corrin: You've worked so hard to support me. I want to be able to support you too.
Hinoka: Heehee... When did you learn to be so direct in your words?
Corrin: D-don't tease me! I'm serious!
Hinoka: I know, Corrin, I know. Thank you. I'm blessed to be your sister.
Corrin: And I'm thankful to have you as my sister. I hope that you'll lean on me for help whenever you need it.
Hinoka: Of course.
Corrin: Ah, what a beautiful day for a walk... Hmm, looks like I'm not the only one out here. Hello, Azama. Are...are you taking a nap...sitting up?
Azama: Ah, Lady Corrin. Good to see you. No, I was just meditating.
Corrin: Hmm, I've never heard of that. Can you describe what's involved?
Azama: Certainly. I'll just need you to be silent for a few moments.
Corrin: No problem.
Azama: ... ... ...
Corrin: (This is getting weird.) (Is he ever going to say anything?) (Wow, this forest is actually pretty noisy. I can hear all kinds of animals...)
Azama: And there you have it. Meditation.
Corrin: That's fascinating! I had no idea what I was missing out on. I can hear the gentle burbling of the stream and even the swaying of the trees. It's so relaxing...
Azama: Yes, isn't it?
Corrin: Oh! Pardon me, I realize now that I must be interrupting your peace and quiet.
Azama: Oh, that's quite all right! I wouldn't expect anything less of an unenlightened person.
Corrin: Excuse me?
Corrin: You know what? Never mind. Well, thanks for the meditation lesson. I learned something today.
Azama: Oh ho! I'd expect you learn something just about every day... Since you seem to know so very little!
Azama: But I do think it's great that you're trying to learn new things.
Azama: Oh, look at the time. I'd love to continue expanding your mind, but I'm afraid I have more pressing matters.
Corrin: What a strange guy...
Corrin: Hello, Azama. Pardon me for interrupting, but I have a small favor to ask.
Azama: Ah, Lady Corrin. How may I be of assistance?
Corrin: I was just wondering if I could meditate with you for a little while. I've tried a few times on my own, and for some reason it isn't the same.
Azama: Certainly. As long as you remain quiet, you can sit here for hours.
Corrin: Great! I just wanted to feel that strange connection with the forest again. The peaceful chirping and bubbling water... Sorry, I'll be quiet now.
Azama: Shut up.
Corrin: I said I was about to stop talking! There's no need to be rude about it.
Azama: I mean it. Silence yourself. NOW.
Corrin: Gods! What's that noise?
Azama: Please wait here. This will only take a moment or two.
Corrin: Azama?! Where are you going? What is that monstrous sound?
Azama: And there we go.
Corrin: What is THAT?
Azama: Oh ho! It's a bear, of course.
Corrin: Is it...dead?
Azama: Sadly, yes. It's a matter of course that one encounters bears in the forest. Unfortunately, from time to time, it becomes necessary to kill them. You know, the whole "eat or be eaten" thing. Isn't life funny?
Corrin: I can't believe you just killed a bear! Was it about to attack us?
Azama: Naturally. That's what bears do!
Corrin: Well, thank you for protecting me.
Azama: Oh, please. It was nothing. I'm just happy that we've been blessed with this wonderful food source. Now, if you don't mind, it's best to flay the beast immediately. That way we can get the meat back to camp and into the kitchen while it's fresh.
Corrin: Actually, I kind of DO mind. You're going to flay it here? Right now? I ventured out here for some peace and quiet... And now I'm watching a bear be eviscerated.
Azama: Ha ha ha! I know! Isn't life wonderful? Here, give me a hand with these intestines. They're remarkably heavy!
Corrin: Good day, Azama. I thought I might find you here again. I just wanted to thank you once more for protecting me the other day.
Azama: Really, it was nothing. You're welcome.
Corrin: And, I must admit... The bear stew that the cook prepared was delicious. I also would like to apologize for refusing to carry any bear intestines back to camp.
Azama: Again, please don't concern yourself with such trivialities. Apology accepted.
Corrin: So, will it be another day of meditation for you?
Azama: Yes. I wish I could spend my whole life doing this. It's a good distraction from the ultimate and total futility of war.
Corrin: I see. So you don't believe there's value in defending our friends and family?
Azama: Oh ho! That's an interesting argument. I agree that it can be sad when another entity leaves this plane of existence. But I am comforted by the very nature of the universe! We are all mere manifestations of a much larger consciousness, of course.
Corrin: I don't know. Call me old fashioned, but I think this "plane of existence" is pretty special. Still, perhaps it IS wise to take some comfort in the absurdity of life.
Azama: Yes, that's exactly it! You know, you're much wiser than you look. Or act.
Corrin: Well, thank you. I think.
Azama: Now, if you don't mind... I would like some quiet time out here.
Corrin: Oh, yes—of course. I'll be quiet...but would you mind if I sat here awhile with you?
Azama: Be my guest.
Corrin: Aha! I knew I'd find you here.
Azama: Corrin! What's the matter? You look upset.
Corrin: Well, I've been worried about you. I haven't seen you around. And I was beginning to think that maybe you encountered another bear...
Azama: Oh ho! Bears pose no more threat to me than I do to a mountain. But I appreciate your concern. I am doing just fine...if a little sleep deprived.
Corrin: Oh? What's been interrupting your sleep?
Azama: Well, I've been spending my time making this.
Corrin: A...bear suit?
Azama: Ha! Now that would be a sight! No, this is a pelt. It's for you.
Corrin: For me? But...why?
Azama: Please, take it. It's warm, and it has protective qualities.
Corrin: Well, thank you! It is quite soft. I've never worn anything like this before.
Azama: It pleases me to hear that. This is also my first time proposing marriage!
Corrin: *gulp* What?!
Azama: Ahaha! I'm happy to have caught you by surprise like that. You see, I've never really cared about any one person so much as I care about you. At first, I dismissed you as just another ignorant soul in need of enlightenment. But you have proven to have quite an inquisitive mind—a beautiful curiosity! It made me want to do something special for you...to show my appreciation.
Corrin: But...marriage. It's so sudden!
Azama: Yes. Well, what can I say? I'm in love with you. And we don't have much time. Our physical bodies have such a pitiful life span... It would be a shame to waste time on something as foolish as courtship!
Corrin: You're actually making a whole lot of sense right now. Although I'm not entirely convinced I didn't just join a cult...
Azama: Haha! So, is that a yes? Never mind. You don't even need to answer. I can tell by your face that you're ridiculously in love with me!
Corrin: Hey, stop teasing! But yes, it is a yes.
Azama: I am so happy to have found you on this plane of existence! Nirvana awaits...
Corrin: Hmm... Looks like it's about time to go check those boar traps we put out. I wonder if we caught anything…
Corrin: What in the world... Setsuna? What are you doing in the boar trap?!
Setsuna: Hello, Lady Corrin... Is that what this trap was for...?
Corrin: Yes! How did you even— Never mind. I'll get you out. There! The cage door has been unlocked. You don't seem to be hurt, at least.
Setsuna: Thank you for letting me out...
Corrin: Why weren't you calling for help? The camp isn't all that far away from here. Next time this happens, just yell really loud and I'm sure someone will come running. Though I guess that advice is moot; this sort of thing doesn't happen often.
Setsuna: This happens to me daily, milady...
Corrin: ...Excuse me?
Setsuna: Traps and I are destined for each other. If I go hiking in the mountains, I fall into traps left for wildlife... I always get hung up in fishing nets when I'm crossing rivers... I even fall into the small holes that children dig for fun in towns.
Corrin: *sigh* I don't even know what to say to this. I suppose it's at least a reliable "talent."
Setsuna: Thank you very much...
Corrin: That...really wasn't a compliment. Considering this happens so often, why didn't you call for help?
Setsuna: Oh... Lady Hinoka always eventually finds me, so...
Corrin: My sister tracks you down each time you get caught in a trap?
Setsuna: Yes. Lady Hinoka is very good about looking out for her retainers...
Corrin: The way you say that, I can't help but picture a pet, rather than another person.
Setsuna: You think so? Hmm... Anyway, that's why I don't get too worried whenever I'm caught in a trap.
Corrin: I suppose that's one way for you two to bond.
Corrin: *phew* It's a hike to go out this far, but I'm almost to the traps I set last night. If I caught something big, there should be plenty for a feast for the whole camp!
Setsuna: Oh, hello...
Corrin: GAH! What's hanging in my trap?! It can't be... Setsuna?!
Setsuna: Yep, it's me. Hello, Lady Corrin...
Corrin: Hello... Bah! This is no time for pleasantries! How did you get trapped again?!
Setsuna: I thought I was pretty clear the last time we talked...
Corrin: But I told you to be more careful... Whatever, we can discuss this later. First, let's get you down from there!
Setsuna: Thanks again...
Corrin: *huff...huff...huff...* All right, there you go. I feel like we really need to address this problem. Maybe with some kind of plan.
Setsuna: Oh, no, I don't want to cause you any trouble, Lady Corrin...
Corrin: You already have. Twice.
Setsuna: In that case, perhaps it would be easier to just pretend you don't see me next time? Lady Hinoka has always found me before, so I'll be OK.
Corrin: *sigh* That's not the point, Setsuna. You being caught in traps for hours isn't good for you—or for the group.
Setsuna: Oh, it's never for hours, milady. It's usually a day or two before Lady Hinoka is able to figure out where I got caught.
Corrin: You mean... You've been left hanging in traps overnight?!
Setsuna: I suppose that's one way to look at it...
Corrin: That's the only way to look at it! Ah, I've had enough!! You can't live like this, Setsuna! I'm ordering you to undergo special training in how to avoid traps!
Setsuna: Hmm... Thanks for the offer, but I think I'll pass.
Corrin: You...you can't pass! It's an order, not an offer!
Corrin: Don't give me that! This is for your own good!
Setsuna: I guess...
Corrin: Look! Can you see how the leaves on the path are a different color?
Setsuna: Oh yes... They're really quite pretty, when I look at them now. I want a closer look...
Corrin: No! Don't do that!! Weren't you listening earlier? That color change is a sign of a hidden hole!
Setsuna: Oh... Did you say that?
Corrin: I did... Here, look at the base of that tree—does it seem odd how those fruits are there?
Setsuna: Oh, those look really, really fresh... Seeing those makes me kind of hungry...
Corrin: Setsuna! I told you not to touch stuff laid out like that! You'll be hanging upside down by your ankle if you do!
Setsuna: Oh. Sorry...
Corrin: I really don't understand... How can you be this inattentive all the time? You have got to be more aware of your surroundings...
Corrin: What's so funny?
Setsuna: I'm sorry, it's just... This is so much fun... Most people just kind of give up on me after a bit, because I don't really listen. But you're trying so hard, and it just seems really amusing to me...
Setsuna: Lady Corrin, your face is all red... Do you need to cool down? We can move over into this really shady area, if it will help. Here, follow me...
Corrin: Setsuna! Wait! That's—
Setsuna: !! Where did this net come from? Oh no, is this another trap?
Corrin: *sigh* Yes...
Setsuna: It's a good thing you're here already, isn't it, Lady Corrin? Could you help me again? It'd really make me happy...
Corrin: Haha...I guess so. Just stay still for a moment.
Setsuna: Thank you...
Hayato: *mumble mumble*
Corrin: Oh, hey there, Hayato. Are you writing something? Your brow is all furrowed. Why do you look so intense?
Hayato: AH! Corrin?! Don't sneak up on me like that! I almost messed up. Then I would have had to rewrite this entire charm all over again.
Corrin: Oh, sorry about that. Say, what exactly is that thing you're working on anyway?
Hayato: Well, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to tell you. This paper contains a very special charm. I make them for people in the village. They can be used for all kinds of purposes. To provide protection, aid a harvest... Whatever you need, really.
Corrin: Interesting. I don't think I've ever heard of something like that.
Hayato: Well, these are my own creations. I write a unique spell on each one. They are extremely effective.
Corrin: Huh. So what is this one for exactly?
Hayato: This is for the Wind Tribe's upcoming festival. They really want it to be a success. I couldn't possibly turn them down.
Corrin: So you're sending this one back to them. I have an idea! You're already giving them this charm. Why not include a letter too?
Hayato: A letter? Wh-what do you mean?
Corrin: There are probably people in the village who are concerned about you, right?
Hayato: I am an adept diviner. There's no reason for me to report to the village. And besides, I still have work to do. Please, leave me alone. Ahh!
Corrin: You just dropped something, Hayato. I-is that an unfinished note?
Hayato: N-no, of course not! Don't even think about trying to read it!
Corrin: Ha! So you were already working on writing a letter? Why are you acting so odd? I don't understand what the big deal is.
Hayato: The truth is...I can't write one.
Corrin: Huh? What do you mean?
Hayato: I've never written a letter before, OK? I just don't know what I'm supposed to say! Are you happy now?!
Corrin: Calm down. Now I understand why your letter was only half-written.
Hayato: Will you show me how to finish it, Corrin?
Corrin: Huh? How can I help?
Hayato: You're the one who's been encouraging me to write. So come on, help me. It's basically your responsibility now. And it has to be a great one!
Corrin: That's a strange way to ask someone for a favor, Hayato. But I suppose assisting you is probably the right thing to do.
Hayato: Of course it is. Let's get to work!
Hayato: Corrin, what exactly is supposed to go into writing a letter? I don't really know where to start.
Corrin: Well you're writing to the Wind Tribe. Perhaps you should let them know how you're doing. Have you gotten anything down on the page yet?
Hayato: Well, I explained how to use the charm that I'm sending and what it does.
Corrin: That's not a letter—it's merely a list of instructions. Letters should be personal. They should let the reader know what you're getting up to.
Hayato: It has to be personal, huh?
Corrin: Preferably. Oh, I have an idea. Tell them that you can finally sleep after you hear a scary story now!
Hayato: Wh-what are you talking about?! I've never had a problem with s-scary stories!
Corrin: Oh? That's not the rumor I heard. But fine, I'll think of something else. I'm sure they would be happy to hear about how much you've grown.
Hayato: No, absolutely not! I would much rather write about my accomplishments on the battlefield.
Corrin: Hmm, that's not a terrible idea. I saw you take on a whole group of Faceless just the other day. You really have been a wonderful asset in the war, Hayato.
Hayato: Heh, you think so? That gives me some good ideas for my letter, actually.
Corrin: War stories it is. Good luck with your writing! Let me know if you need any help.
Hayato: OK, thank you. Say, maybe you should write a letter too.
Corrin: Oh? You think so?
Hayato: Yeah! It feels strange to be the only one writing one. Maybe you could entertain me with some of your tall tales? I love to read stories.
Corrin: So you want a letter, huh? Sure, I suppose I can do that.
Hayato: Great! That way, we can see who's the better writer. You or me! But just so you know, I don't plan on losing this competition.
Corrin: Heehee. Well I suppose that I'll have to do my best work then!
Corrin: Hey, Hayato! I finally finished my letter!
Hayato: Oh really? You have excellent timing.
Corrin: What do you mean?
Hayato: I wrapped up my letter and sent it along with my charm to the Wind Tribe. I just received their reply, actually.
Corrin: That's great! What did they say?
Hayato: Apparently everyone in the village was pleased with the charm. It sounds like it was very effective. They also delighted in hearing about my success on the battlefield.
Corrin: That's wonderful. Are you glad that you sent them the letter?
Hayato: Of course. Clearly it went over well. I'd say that makes me the winner of our little letter competition, don't you think? That being said, I need to thank you. The letter was your idea, after all.
Corrin: I'm glad that I could help. Oh, I almost forgot. I finished my letter too. Would you like to read it?
Hayato: Hmph, I guess so. Hand it over. Wh-wh-what is this supposed to mean?!
Corrin: Hm? Is something wrong?
Hayato: Why is my name all over this letter? "Hayato has the finest handwriting. His charms are the best around!" This is totally embarrassing! I thought you were going to talk about yourself!
Corrin: The thing is, I didn't know what else to write about. You already know about what's been going on with recent events. I couldn't think of anything else to say!
Hayato: That may be the case, but still... It's not very interesting to read two letters all about myself! I know what I have to do. I'll have to sit down and write another letter!
Corrin: Huh? What do you mean?
Hayato: I'm going to write a letter all about you! Then we can both be totally embarrassed. Maybe I'll even throw in one of my charms for good measure.
Corrin: Heh, it's almost like you and I have become pen pals or something.
Hayato: Yeah, you're right. I never realized that I enjoyed writing so much. First I'll jot down one for you, and then maybe I'll write to someone else too. You better look forward to it!
Corrin: I am, Hayato. I'm sure your letter will be fantastic.
Hayato: OK, I wrote you a letter, Corrin. You had better be grateful!
Corrin: I appreciate you taking the time to write this for me, Hayato.
Hayato: This is just payback for the other day. I was very honest about how I see you. Hopefully you can handle it.
Corrin: What?! Is this going to be really embarrassing to read? Knowing you, it's probably just a massive list of things I should work on.
Hayato: Quit bellyaching and read it already!
Corrin: F-fine! *ahem* "I think you're a real cutie." "I like how you always try to take care of other people in need." Yikes! This is even more embarrassing than I imagined!
Hayato: Haha, good. Now you understand how I felt.
Corrin: Hahaha, I sure do. But I'm a little surprised. I had no idea you felt this way about me. Reading that out loud made me a little bashful. And yet, I feel kind of happy too.
Hayato: Just hurry up and finish reading it already!
Corrin: OK, OK... What?! Hayato, you can't be serious about this last sentence, right?
Hayato: Of course I'm serious... I'm in love with you.
Corrin: Oh my!
Hayato: Normally, it's hard for me to say something like that out loud... But when I just wrote it down, it was easy to express my feelings. After getting to talk with you a bunch, I know it's true. *sigh* I think you're adorable, OK?
Corrin: I never would have expected to hear you say that in a million years.
Hayato: Did you see the charm I put in at the end of the letter?
Corrin: What does it do?
Hayato: If you feel the same way I do, it will keep you safe.
Corrin: I'm confused...
Hayato: The charm naturally reacts to the heart of its owner. So if we don't feel the same way, it has no effect at all.
Corrin: Well then... I guess I'll have to treasure this forever.
Hayato: Wait, you mean—
Corrin: Let's just say that I think this letter will be very effective, Hayato.
Hayato: Oh, Corrin, I'm so happy. I promise I'll do everything I can to always be there for you. I just know we'll be super strong together.
Corrin: I think you're right about that. Do you want to go for a walk with me? There's a lot I'd like to talk about.
Hayato: Of course. Lead the way.
Hayato: Let's write the next chapter of our lives together. I love you...
Corrin: Hmm, this is unusual. I've actually done everything on my list for today. Maybe I'll sit back and have a cup of tea before I turn in. There is that book I've been meaning to finish, too...
Oboro: Lady Corrin! What are you doing in here?
Corrin: Wh—Oboro?! Why are you up so late?
Oboro: I'm cleaning. Couldn't you tell by my mop and broom?
Corrin: In the dead of night, though?
Oboro: Afraid so. I have my duties and training to attend to during the day. So this is really the only chance I get. Now stop loafing around, Lady Corrin. You're in the way. Don't you leave that book there! Take it with you!
Corrin: Urgh...so much for a relaxing evening. I suppose the chores must be done, even if it is nearly midnight. Is there anything I can do to help you?
Corrin: Oboro...? Did you hear the question?
Oboro: Hm? Oh, uh, yeah.
Corrin: Really? You seemed anguished over something.
Oboro: F-forget it... Now shoo! I've still gotta sweep in here!
Corrin: I'm going, I'm going...
Corrin: Whew... What an exhausting day. And I still haven't had dinner yet. I wonder if there's anything in the kitchen I can take back to my room...
Corrin: Is there someone in here? AAAAH!
Corrin: Help! S-s-someone! It's a demon!
Oboro: Oh... Lady Corrin.
Corrin Huh? Oh...it's only you. Whew. I must admit, it's a little creepy to see you in a dark room with only a single candle.
Corrin: Oboro...is everything OK? You were staring off into the woods for a moment.
Oboro: Yeah. Everything's fine.
Corrin: I'm not convinced. Your attention was wandering last time, too. Is something bothering you?
Oboro: Nothing lady Corrin should concern herself with.
Corrin: Don't worry about that. You shouldn't keep your troubles bottled up inside. I don't mind listening, at least.
Oboro: ...All right, since you insist. It's not a problem so much as a bad memory. When I was a kid, our parents ran a clothing shop in our village. We were out trading in Nohr when bandits attacked and killed them both. I hid in the wagon, and fortunately the bandits didn't notice me.
Corrin: I never knew...
Oboro: It all happened on a moonless night, just like this one. I can't help but remember when the sky gets black.
Corrin: Which explains why your face was so stormy. I'm sorry, Oboro. Here I am, notionally a Nohrian, asking you to open up to me. It was insensitive.
Oboro: N-not at all! You have nothing to feel guilty for, Lady Corrin. It's the bandits who are to blame. They're fiends in human shape...
Oboro: Oh, um—sorry. I got kind of carried away there, I guess. I'll, uh... show myself out.
Corrin: That poor girl...
Oboro: Midnight cleaning time! Let's do this!
Corrin: More late-night cleaning, Oboro?
Oboro: Yes. Sorry to disturb you at this hour, but I'd appreciate your help.
Corrin: A couple nights ago it was repairing weapons and armor. Last night, you took inventory of the whole storeroom.
Oboro: Well, better safe than sorry, they say. Come on, Lady Corrin, don't just stand there. Help or get out of the way!
Corrin: I know what you're doing, Oboro. You're staying busy to pretend that nothing bothers you during the night, aren't you?
Corrin: Is it because spending a quiet night alone reminds you of the night your parents died?
Oboro: D-don't be silly! There are all kinds of reasons a girl would spend every night doing chores.
Corrin: But I've noticed you tend to glance grimly out at the forest while you do these chores.
Oboro: Th-that's because...um...
Corrin: Sorry. I wasn't trying to overstep my boundaries. But you seem desperate somehow, and it makes my heart ache to see.
Corrin: You don't need to try so hard. It won't bring your parents back... You have your master, and me, and all the others here to help you.
Oboro: Haha... You saw right through me, Lady Corrin. No matter how hard I try not to be, I'm a mess. I put up a front so I don't fall apart, and I keep people away with my stare... But it was never going to work forever. I just can't do it.
Corrin: Oboro.... No one cares if you're a mess! We all have problems We'll all help you through yours.
Oboro: Lady Corrin...
Corrin: If you're scared to fight on the front lines, there's plenty to contribute in back. If you really want, you can just stay here and do the chores. Everyone knows you as a kind person who always looks out for her comrades. So let us look out for you. Come to us anytime you want.
Oboro: Lady Corrin... You think they'll help me if I ask?
Corrin: I know they will. An army is founded on people not having to struggle alone.
Oboro: ...I never saw it like that before. Thank you...so much. I think I was shutting myself out for no reason. I feel a little better now.
Corrin: Good. You shouldn't hesitate to show your vulnerable side around your friends.
Oboro: Hahaha. What about my scary side?
Corrin: You mean that face you're always making? Maybe keep that to yourself...
Hinata: HYA! HA!
Corrin: Hello, Hinata.
Hinata: Huh? Oh, Lady Corrin!
Corrin: You seem to be concentrating hard on your training today. I couldn't help but stop and watch.
Hinata: Thanks for the praise, Lady Corrin!
Corrin: I am a little surprised though. I didn't really expect to find you training so intently.
Hinata: What do you mean?
Corrin: Just that...I'd heard a rumor you were more a fan of relaxing than training... So, I admit I may have been biased...
Hinata: Ahaha... I see... I wonder who's spreading rumors about me... I'll just have to work my butt off to prove this rumormonger wrong!
Corrin: Work your butt off? Hopefully not literally... Anyway, is there a reason why you're training so hard?
Hinata: Um... Nope... No...reason... None at all.
Corrin: Hinata, you could not possibly have said that any less convincingly. You couldn't even make eye contact.
Hinata: There isn't! Really! Honest! Oh! Say, since you're here, why don't we have a sparring match? What do ya think?
Corrin: I accept your challenge!
Hinata: Hehe! That's the spirit! Go get your sword and come back here. First one to get a clean hit wins!
Corrin: I look forward to it!
Corrin: *pant* Almost there... Just...five more laps!
Hinata: Lady Corrin... Why are you running circles around the practice grounds?
Corrin: Hi, Hinata! After I lost to you, I decided I needed to work on my fitness.
Hinata: Oh! You mean our match the other day? I wiped the floor with you!
Corrin: Yes you did. I think there are a lot of reasons why, so I decided to address them. For starters, I'm going to improve my stamina by running laps!
Hinata: Ah, I see. So you're actually a pretty hard worker, too. I'm a little surprised.
Corrin: Really? Why?
Hinata: I'd heard that you spent most of your time in your chambers, when you were in Nohr. I guess I didn't think running would appeal to you, is all. But you were pretty agile in our match, and now you're running laps... Kinda funny how different you are than I first thought.
Corrin: Heehee. I'm glad you got a chance to see a different side of me.
Hinata: Me too! Can I join you for a few laps? Watching you has put me in a running mood, too!
Corrin: Oh! Certainly! I don't mind at all.
Hinata: Great! Let's race to see who's faster! Ready, set, go!
Corrin: Huh? Just a...! Wait! Hinata!!
Corrin: Ya! Ha! Take...that!
Hinata: Huh! You're getting better! I can feel the strength behind your attacks! So...take this! HAA!
Corrin: Gah! Ha! That won't work this time! HAA!
Hinata: What the—?! Waaaah!
Corrin: Did...did I just land a clean hit?
Hinata: ...Yeah. You finally got me.
Corrin: Heehee. That's awesome!
Hinata: Haha... Guess this means we got some talking to do.
Corrin: Oh? Are you actually going to tell me why you're training so hard, then?
Hinata: The reason is...I'm working toward a goal.
Corrin: A goal?
Hinata: Yeah. It's Lord Takumi.
Corrin: My brother? What about him?
Hinata: See, I come from a long line of warriors who have served Hoshido. Even before I learned to walk, I learned to use a katana. I learned quick, too. I thought that being Lord Takumi's retainer would be easy, too, but...
Corrin: But what?
Hinata: One day, he challenged me to a match. The rules were the same as ours. He even selected the katana as our weapon, so we'd be on equal terms. He absolutely destroyed me.
Corrin: You lost that badly?
Hinata: My head was spinning, he beat me so fast. Everyone knows Lord Takumi is skilled with a bow, but he's just as good with a katana. I was so mad at myself for losing and for underestimating him. It was a big hit to my pride—how can I protect him, if he can beat me? What was I even doing there? So I swore I would become as strong as him. That's what drives me to train.
Corrin: Thanks for sharing your story, Hinata.
Hinata: Someday, I'll be stronger than him, and I'll prove to everyone that I can protect him. Him and everyone else in Hoshido!
Corrin: I'll be cheering you on, Hinata!
Hinata: Heehee, thanks. Coming from you, that gives me a lot of confidence in my work. I hope you'll continue to practice with me.
Corrin: Of course!
Corrin: Ah, there you are, Hinata!
Hinata: Gah!! Lady Corrin?!
Corrin: I'm sorry, Hinata! Is something wrong?
Hinata: Oh no, nothing's wrong. I just didn't expect you to appear like that!
Corrin: Oh, I see. You looked pretty stressed out about something, though... I'm more than happy to listen, if you want to talk about things.
Hinata: Oh, well if you're open to it, then... You see, I realized something recently!
Corrin: Oh? What was it you realized?
Hinata: Well, you're a princess, aren't you?
Corrin: I suppose I am, yes. Why do you ask?
Hinata: See, I knew it! I knew it and I completely forgot! How can I be so dumb? You'd think there would be a limit to how stupid one person could be...
Corrin: I...um... Sorry, Hinata, I don't understand what exactly is going on.
Hinata: We've been working hard in order to become stronger, but... It's supposed to be my duty to protect you. What if I'd accidentally hurt you when we were training?!
Corrin: That's just a risk of training, though... I don't think we'd ever actually be able to seriously injure each other, in any case.
Hinata: I know I'd never be able to hurt you! I mean, I might be able to actually defeat you in combat, but I really mean... Damn, this is not coming out right at all! Lady Corrin, I want to be the one to protect you from danger!
Corrin: That's very kind of you, Hinata. I'd say yes, but I'm sure Takumi would like to keep you as a retainer...
Hinata: I already asked him, actually! I knew he could appreciate the pairing of the strong samurai and lovely princess. After all, how could he say no when I told him I simply had to defend my beloved!
Corrin: Oh, Hinata, that... Hang on, what did you just say?
Hinata: Hrm? I said that I have to defend my beloved!
Corrin: Ahah! I didn't mishear you! You're calling me your beloved?
Hinata: Of course! I want to be the man by your side, protecting you from everything!
Corrin: And you say "the man" because...
Hinata: Because I'm in love with you, Lady Corrin!
Corrin: Ahhh!! I-I don't know what to say!
Hinata: Your face has turned really red, Lady Corrin... I'm not sure how to take that! Do your flushed cheeks mean I have a chance, or...
Hinata: Huh? What was that? I couldn't hear you. Could you say it again?
Corrin: No! You can figure it out yourself! Even you said there must be limits to how stupid one person can be!
Hinata: W-wait! Don't go!
Hinata: Please don't ever go away! I really love you, you know? I will make sure to keep you safe! My one and only princess!
Corrin: Hello, Takumi.
Corrin: Takumi? I said hello.
Takumi: Yeah, I heard you. Do you need something?
Corrin: Well, I guess I don't NEED anything, but I was hoping we could chat...or something.
Takumi: Yeah, the thing is...I'm busy right now. Practicing. Can't you see?
Corrin: Yes, I can see that. But it seems you just don't care to get to know me at all.
Takumi: You hit the nail on the head. I know I SHOULD trust you, since we're siblings. But we were raised worlds apart, so we don't really have much in common after all.
Corrin: I see. You remember, of course, our shared history. And that we are fighting for the same cause.
Takumi: And YOU remember, of course, that you grew up with the enemy.
Corrin: Be that as it may, surely I have proven my loyalty by now. There's got to be a way to convince you... Hmm. How would you feel about training me on the bow?
Takumi: I don't see the point.
Corrin: Well, it'll give us a chance to get to know each other a little bit. And then, in the next battle, I can more effectively demonstrate my loyalty.
Takumi: Very well. You get one shot at this, understand? If you start slowing me down, I'm outta here.
Corrin: I'll do my best to keep up. Thank you, Takumi.
Takumi: Hmph, we'll see.
Takumi: Corrin! Your arm is too low. Raise it three degrees! Also, bend your right knee another six degrees. What are you doing? Never take your eyes off the target!
Corrin: OK...I'm doing my best! Just give me a moment to concentrate...
Takumi: What was that? Who asked who for help? Don't tell me you're already whining!
Corrin: No! I can do this. We're at war—I can't give up now.
Takumi: *sigh* Fine, I guess we can take a break.
Corrin: Whew. I must admit, I'm grateful for the rest. It's harder to bend a bow than I imagined.
Takumi: Well, of course. Did you think it would be easy?
Corrin: To be honest...sort of. But, that's only because you make it look so easy, Takumi.
Takumi: Are you being sarcastic?
Corrin: No, I mean it. Watching you, it looks effortless. But when I pick up the bow... I realize that I need to work on my stance, my strength, and my concentration. Still, I've already improved. Wouldn't you agree?
Takumi: Yes. You are making progress. But make no mistake—you have a long way to go!
Corrin: Of course. So, why don't we get back to work?
Takumi: Very well. OK, get into position, take a deep breath, slowly pull back...
Takumi: What happened?!
Corrin: Sorry! My hand slipped. Oh, damn. I'm bleeding.
Takumi: How bad is it?
Corrin: Not bad. I'll be fine...
Takumi: Let me see. Nope, you're done for today.
Corrin: But I want to keep practicing! This is my chance to learn from you!
Takumi: I said you're done. You can't hit anything with an injury like that. And besides...you'll get other chances.
Corrin: Do you mean that, Takumi? I'd be really grateful for the opportunity. I guess I'll go get this bandaged up...
Takumi: Maybe I pushed her too hard...
Takumi: Hey, what are you doing with that bow? I thought I told you to lay off until your hand heals!
Corrin: Oh, I know. I'm not practicing. I'm just polishing and adjusting the tension. I feel restless not being able to practice.
Takumi: You're really getting into this, aren't you?
Corrin: You know...I am! It was devastatingly hard at first, but you're a good teacher. I do hope I'm coming along fast enough and not just wasting your time.
Takumi: Don't worry, you're not.
Takumi: No. You're actually really talented. And as much as I hate to do this...I have to apologize. I've seen your dedication to Hoshido with my own two eyes. So, please forgive me for doubting you in the first place. I will gladly continue your training as soon as you're ready.
Corrin: Thank you, Takumi. I'm so glad you gave me a chance.
Takumi: You're welcome. Oh, by the way, take this. It's a salve that might help your hand heal faster.
Corrin: Great! I've been dying to get back to work with you.
Takumi: Me too, Corrin.
Corrin: Yes! I finally did it! Did you see that?
Takumi: Heh. Yep, I'm right here. No need to shout.
Corrin: Oh, but I hit the target TEN TIMES in a row! Can you believe it?
Takumi: Of course. Like I said, you're talented! But you still have a lot to learn. Hit the target 100 times in a row, and then I'll get excited. Hit a moving target on the battlefield, and I'll bow down before you.
Corrin: You're right, of course. I have a long road ahead of me.
Takumi: You do, but I'll be there to guide you down the path. Like it or not, you're stuck with me now!
Corrin: You mean it? Thank you, Takumi!
Takumi: You're welcome. Although...there is something else I wanted to talk about...
Takumi: This...may not be easy to hear. But I have to get it off my chest. I really like you.
Corrin: Oh! That's great to hear. I mean, you seemed to hate me so much at first—
Takumi: No. I LIKE you. Like, I love you.
Takumi: I know. I'm sorry. I never meant for this to happen. You know that, right? Remember how surly I was to you?
Corrin: I know, Takumi, but...this isn't...
Takumi: I know what you're thinking, but before you say anything, you should read this.
Corrin: Hm? A letter?
Takumi: Yes. From Queen Mikoto. It...explains the circumstances of your birth. Specifically...it says you are not the child of King Sumeragi.
Corrin: I'm not?! B-but how? What about Sakura?! And Ryoma? Hinoka?
Sakura: Sumeragi was my father, and all theirs as well. But...he wasn't yours.
Corrin: And how long have you had this letter without telling me?
Takumi: The queen gave it to me when you returned to Hoshido, but I only opened it recently. She said to read it if I ever worried about who I was in love with. At the time, it seemed bizarre...but she did have the gift of prophecy. She must have known that someday I would fall in love with you. That it was...fated.
Corrin: Then you're telling the truth...
Takumi: The letter says she brought you to Hoshido as an infant, seeking help. And so Father took her in—and you as well, even knowing you were not his child. Having fallen in love with your mother, he decided he would raise you as his own. But it was not long before he loved you as much as any of us.
Corrin: He did all this—even died for me—knowing I was another man's? Then he WAS my father, whatever my blood. But the question remains... Who was my real father?
Takumi: It...um. It doesn't say.
Takumi: I'm sorry. I struggled with whether or not to tell you any of this. After all, now that you know, we can never go back to being siblings. But I couldn't simply pretend to be your brother for the rest of my life. Especially not with the way I felt about you. It is shameful, I know.
Corrin: It's all right, Takumi. I'm glad you told me.
Takumi: So...does this change anything? About your feelings toward us, I mean.
Corrin: ...No. In the short time we've spent together, I feel I've gotten to know you all so well. I care for you. We may not be family, but you are all still very precious to me.
Takumi: I can't tell you how relieved I am to hear you say that.
Corrin: Although...there is one change. My feelings for you are no longer forbidden. I love you too, Takumi.
Corrin: When you said that you liked me, my heart started racing. But I didn't want it to show because I didn't know about Father. Everything is so confusing.
Takumi: That's right. But in a confusing world, we must cling to the few fragments of truth we share. And the truth is that I love you, Corrin, and you love me. Let's build a future on that.
Corrin: Y-yes. I think you're right. Let's give it a shot. What's the worst that could happen?
Takumi: If you were aiming for my heart, you've struck true. This was meant to be...
Corrin: Um... Kagero?
Kagero: Yes, milady?
Corrin: You've been watching me from up there for a while. Is there something you need?
Kagero: Hrm. I suppose you could say that. What I need is for you to remain safe and sound.
Corrin: I agree with that sentiment, but I should be safe here, don't you think?
Kagero: What I mean is...it is absolutely vital that we keep you safe. After careful observation of the army, I've realized that you are critical to morale. I will keep an eye on you at all times to make sure nothing happens to you. This also helps my liege, Lord Ryoma.
Corrin: How does this help my brother?
Kagero: It would undoubtedly break his heart if something happened to you.
Corrin: You clearly care deeply for him. How long have you been his retainer?
Kagero: I've served him for some time, though I was under Lady Mikoto's command before that. Combined, I have spent most of my life in service to the Hoshidan royal family.
Corrin: I didn't know that... Well, I am grateful for your assistance, but... You aren't planning on following me around everywhere I go, are you?
Kagero: You will be under my protection day and night, without fail.
Corrin: OK, well... I really need to go use the bathroom...
Kagero: You will be under my protection day and night, with exceptions. I will vanish whenever you need privacy.
Corrin: Whoa! She disappeared! Kagero really is a ninja...
Corrin: Kagero, I have a question...
Kagero: Yes, Lady Corrin?
Corrin: I know you're just doing your job, but... don't you think you should take a break?
Kagero: I would not be able to live with myself if something happened while I did so.
Corrin: It's just that...I feel a little on edge, being watched all the time. If it gets to me, I can only imagine how draining it must be for you to do it.
Kagero: I've trained for years to perform all the tasks of a ninja, so it doesn't bother me. But...I understand your point, milady. I will make an effort to be more inconspicuous in the future.
Corrin: I appreciate that, Kagero. I know your job can't be an easy one... That reminds me... Do you mind if I ask you something about Ryoma and my mother?
Kagero: Go ahead. I'll answer as best I can.
Corrin: How well did Ryoma and my mother get along with one another? Both royals, but not blood related... I imagine they had to figure a few things out.
Kagero: As far as I could tell, they had a very cordial relationship.
Corrin: I'm glad to hear that.
Kagero: I should clarify, though, that they didn't simply start off that way. The two of them worked very hard to forge their relationship into what it was.
Corrin: What do you mean?
Kagero: When Lord Sumeragi married Lady Mikoto, it wasn't just the royal children affected. There were a large number of Hoshidans who felt uneasy about her becoming queen. Lord Ryoma saw this and took it upon himself to build a relationship with her.
Corrin: Oh, I see. He wanted to set an example for everyone else to follow. Heh, that sounds like exactly something he would do.
Kagero: Lord Ryoma intended to make Lady Mikoto feel like she was welcome in Hoshido. From what I saw, he succeeded completely.
Corrin: That's reassuring. Thank you for sharing this with me, Kagero.
Kagero: Of course, milady.
Corrin: Ehem... Kagero?
Kagero: Yes, milady?
Corrin: I...I need to get changed...
Kagero: Oh! I apologize! I'll give you some privacy.
Corrin: And just like that, she's gone again...
Corrin: Hey, Kagero?
Kagero: You require some privacy? I shall disappe—
Corrin: Oh, no! Sorry, I just wanted to ask you something. I'm curious where your drive to carry out your missions comes from. It seems like all you do is follow the orders you've been given. I'm sure there are other things you'd like to do for yourself, aren't there?
Kagero: Of course, but it is the duty of a retainer to work hard for her liege.
Corrin: That's true, but...I feel like you're far more diligent than any of the other retainers.
Corrin: There must be something deep down that motivates you.
Kagero: *sigh* My clan has loyally served the Hoshidan royal family for many years. It is my duty as a ninja to continue that tradition. Also...I have an older brother.
Corrin: You do? I didn't know that...
Kagero: He's been frail since birth. It would be impossible for him to do even the most simple of martial arts. However, as he is the eldest child, it was his duty to carry on the tradition. His condition has led some to criticize our clan's loyalty. This hurt my brother more than anything else.
Kagero: So I serve in his place, working hard to prove to everyone that our clan is loyal. I have to protect my clan's honor.
Corrin: I understand, Kagero. Thank you for telling me all this. I can really appreciate your motivations.
Kagero: Thank you for understanding, Lady Corrin. I'm sorry if my dedication is ever inconvenient for you.
Corrin: Don't worry about it at all! It's reassuring to know someone like you has my back.
Reina: I must be going now. Please be careful on your way home, all right?
Corrin: Is that Reina talking to that old man over there? Hello, Reina. Who was that?
Reina: Oh, Lady Corrin. You mean the elderly gentleman? Just a lost soul in search of directions. I was obliging him.
Corrin: Oh? I thought you knew him. You seemed to be enjoying the conversation so much. You had a much softer expression on your face than usual.
Reina: Hm. To tell you the truth, he reminded me of my parents. They're about the same age.
Corrin: That makes sense. So you're close with your parents, then?
Reina: Not exactly. I haven't seen them in many years.
Corrin: Really? I'm sorry to hear that.
Reina: It's all right. I made a choice, and it required they no longer be in my life. My parents were local officials back home. They had high hopes for me. So they were very upset when I ignored their plans in order to become a soldier.
Corrin: I see. If I remember correctly, you served my mother, right?
Reina: I did. I was very proud to have risen to so high a station. But all the awards and commendations in the world would not sway my parents. They cut off all ties with me after I signed on.
Corrin: But, you devoted your life to the defense of your country! How could they resent you so much for that?
Reina: Please, do not trouble yourself over it. I do not hold it against them myself. I even still send them money every month, to show I still appreciate all they've done. They raised me, after all, and I'd never have served at the castle if it weren't for them.
Corrin: Don't you sometimes wish you could see them again?
Reina: Of course I do. But I can't just go back to them. Not after all this time. And my poor mother might have a heart attack if she saw my scars. Now, my apologies, but there is a meeting I need to attend. If you'll excuse me...
Corrin: I feel so bad for her. She looked so lonely there...
Corrin: Good afternoon, Reina!
Reina: Afternoon, Lady Corrin. How is your day going?
Corrin: All right, I guess. I was wondering if we could talk about something. You know... What we talked about the other day?
Reina: About my parents? Please, I would rather you didn't worry about that.
Corrin: I can't help it! After all...I lost both of my birth parents. So it pains me to think that yours are still alive, yet you do not speak.
Reina: I see. My apologies, milady. I know it must seem terribly foolish of me. But I still don't think I can just go see them.
Corrin: Why not? I'm sure if you just talked, you could smooth things over. You could explain to them why you wanted to be a soldier... Say, why DID you want to become a soldier?
Reina: Because I enjoyed the thrill of battle. Fighting was what I lived for. I always felt a weapon was more suited to my grasp than a brush or an instrument. It was a great source of confusion for people when I was younger. I did not exactly look the part of the blood- hungry warrior.
Corrin: What do you mean?
Reina: I was very polite and modest when I was young. Here, look at this. It's a miniature family portrait my parents had made back then.
Corrin: Whoa! You were adorable! No wonder people were confused.
Reina: You think so? Hm. I'm not sure I agree. Though I'm sure my parents would. They were as baffled as the rest. Maybe more so, even.
Corrin: Er. I see. Say, would you mind if I tried to find out how your parents are doing? I'm sure you'd feel better knowing they're OK, right?
Reina: Lady Corrin... You are too kind.
Corrin: Is that your way of saying no?
Reina: On the contrary, this sounds like a wonderful opportunity. My parents would not have to learn anything of what I've become. If you did this, I would be eternally in your debt.
Corrin: Then I'll get started immediately! I'll see you later, Reina!
Reina: Off like the wind. That one never tires, does she? Why did I become a knight... Hm. That question might be harder to answer than I'd thought. I don't even remember how I got so interested in fighting in the first place... It's been so long.
Corrin: Great news, Reina! Your parents are doing very well. There's nothing to worry about! Here, I put together a little mini-report for you.
Reina: That is indeed great news. Thank you very much for your help, milady.
Corrin: No need to thank me! I'm the one who asked you if I could do it, remember?
Corrin: Hm? What's wrong?
Reina: It seems my parents are still acting as magistrates.
Corrin: They are. It sounds as if they are well loved by the people in their area.
Reina: Lady Corrin...
Corrin: Are you all right?
Reina: Yes. I just...remembered something.
Corrin: What's that?
Reina: When I was young, I was very proud of my parents and the work they did. And as their daughter, I wanted to help them protect all the people there. So I found myself drawn to the idea of military service of some sort. I thought when I grew up, I would serve my parents by guarding them.
Reina: Heh. Nowadays, I just love fighting for the sake of fighting. But I'm glad I remembered what started me on this path. It was my love for my parents. Thank you for helping me remember this, Lady Corrin.
Corrin: I didn't do anything. But I am glad you remembered. I hope that someday you'll be able to tell your parents this, too. I'm sure they'd be very proud.
Reina: I hope so too. But in the meantime, I must see to my duties. We must return peace to this world before we can set about our personal affairs. Heh. I look forward to seeing the destruction of our enemies. I will relish the cries of terror and anguish they give as I come upon them, the curs. For each scream is a trumpet blast heralding the victory to come. And each pound of flesh I claim brings us that much closer to victory.
Corrin: Uh...huh. And we were having such a pleasant conversation...
Corrin: Kaden, is something wrong? You seem out of sorts.
Kaden: Hrmm? Oh, it's you. Hi, Corrin.
Corrin: What's troubling you, my friend? Are you injured? Or maybe you've caught a cold?
Kaden: Huh? Oh, nah. It's nothing like that. I'm just...I'm just so HUNGRY!
Corrin: You're...hungry? That's what's wrong? Haha, please don't scare me like that! I really thought something was wrong. I have some candy in my pocket, if you want it. It should tide you over until dinner.
Kaden: You're giving me your candy? Really? Do you mean it?
Corrin: Sure, knock yourself out. It won't fill you up or anything, but it should help.
Kaden: Wow, thanks! *crunch* *crunch* *munch*
Corrin: Y-you already ate it all?! Incredible!
Kaden: *belch* Ahhhh, that was perfect. It really hit the spot. Thanks again, Corrin! I promise to pay you back for this!
Corrin: Please, think nothing of it. I'm just glad you're feeling better.
Kaden: No, I insist! I simply won't rest until I've returned the favor! There's gotta be something you need my help with, right? Right?! Come on—don't hold back! Spit it out already!
Corrin: Awww... You're really adorable when you wag that bushy tail of yours. If only I could think of a way... Oh, I know!
Kaden: Ooh! Oh! What is it? Tell me! Tell me!
Corrin: Sometime soon I need to take care of some shopping in town. It sounds really boring to do on my own, so why don't you keep me company?
Kaden: You sure that's all you need? Cuz I can do that easy, no problem!
Corrin: Haha, glad to hear it. I'll let you know when the time comes!
Kaden: Groovy! I can't wait!
Corrin: Thanks for going shopping with me, Kaden. I had a great time!
Kaden: No problem. Glad I was able to pay you back for that delicious candy. So were you able to find everything you needed?
Corrin: Yes, thank goodness. My go-to armor was starting to show its age. Thanks to you, I was able to find what I needed in a flash!
Kaden: Heheheh, you made the right call when you decided to take me along! After all, no one in the whole world has an eye for aesthetics quite like mine!
Corrin: Haha, you're too much, Kaden. Really, though, I was impressed by your attention to detail. I wish I had such a keen eye for quality craftsmanship.
Kaden: Yeah, I'm pretty awesome like that. It was so much fun too! You're funny when you're shopping and your face is all like "OOH!" and "AWW!"
Corrin: Well, I'm glad to hear I amuse you. Today was a success for both of us!
Kaden: Sure was! So would you say my debt has been paid now?
Corrin: Oh, absolutely. Thanks again!
Kaden: Anytime! Man, it feels great to finally be appreciated. Oh, that reminds me. I forgot to buy that thing before we left...
Corrin: What's that? Did you forget something?
Kaden: Huh? Oh, nothing. Don't mind me. I was just thinking out loud.
Corrin: Um, OK, if you say so.
Kaden: Hey, do you think we could hang out again sometime soon? There's something I want to show you!
Corrin: Sure thing. Anytime.
Kaden: Heheh, that's a promise! See ya later, Corrin! La dee da dee daaa ♪
Corrin: That Kaden. What a character! I wonder what he wants to show me...
Kaden: There you are, Corrin!
Corrin: Hello, Kaden!
Kaden: I'm glad I found you. I have that thing I wanted to show you right here. Tada!
Corrin: Oooh, it's... Wait, what is it? It looks like some sort of...miniature telescope?
Kaden: Huh? You mean you've really never seen one of these before? Well, then I'm extra glad I bought this! It's a kaleidoscope! They're amazing.
Corrin: A ka-lie-do-scope? What's it do?
Kaden: You see this hole here? Peek through it, and then rotate the whole thing.
Corrin: OK, I'll give it a shot. Oh my. Wow! All those colors and shapes are stunning. It's beautiful! This is really something else!
Kaden: Isn't it? I adore these things. I've always wanted one to call my own. I found this one when we were out shopping together.
Corrin: Huh, really? But I don't remember seeing you buy anything that day.
Kaden: Heheh, that's because I was too busy watching you shop. You're so fun! I didn't buy it then, but I just couldn't resist going back for it. I had a feeling you'd like it too, which was all the more reason I needed it!
Corrin: That's very kind of you, Kaden. Thanks for thinking of me!
Kaden: I'm just glad you like it as much as I thought you would!
Corrin: I've never seen anything so pretty. Is it OK if I try it again?
Kaden: Sure! In fact, you can keep it if you want to!
Corrin: Oh no, I couldn't do that! If you'll just let me look at it now and then, I'll be happy.
Kaden: Are you sure? Well, I guess that way we'll be able to enjoy it together. OK, it's settled! Please drop by anytime you feel like using it again!
Corrin: I will. Thanks!
Corrin: Hello, Kaden! Do you mind if I have another look through your kaleidoscope?
Kaden: Sure thing! Here—it's all yours.
Corrin: Thanks! Wow, it's just so beautiful. I never grow tired of looking at it.
Kaden: Heheheh. I knew you'd like it, but I didn't think you'd love it as much as I do! Ya know, Corrin...I really do think you should just go ahead and keep it.
Corrin: Oh no, I couldn't possibly!
Kaden: Well then, let's just say it's both of ours! That would work perfectly, actually. Kill two birds with one sto— Um, oops.
Corrin: Sorry. I'm not sure what you mean by that...
Kaden: Umm... Erm... Well, you see... Oh man, this is bad. I wasn't planning on telling you yet.
Corrin: Huh? Telling me what?
Kaden: Well, it's...um...it's like this. If this belongs to both of us, then we can look at it together all the time. I would like that because...basically... What I mean is, I wanna be with you... Like, forever. If that's, um, OK with you.
Corrin: Oh! I see. Kaden, I had no idea.
Kaden: Well, you should know that there's another reason I bought this kaleidoscope. Inside I see so much beauty. Such charming and unpredictable loveliness. It reminds me of you and all of your cute expressions. You fascinate me. And no matter what you say or do...or how you move...you're beautiful. Ever since we spent that day shopping together, you're all I can think about. I love you, Corrin.
Kaden: I want to stay by your side! I can't stand the thought of missing a single expression. You're so kind and so fun, which is another reason I love you. There are so many! You've given me so much joy, I need to spend the rest of my life repaying the favor! So, um, what do you say?
Corrin: Kaden...I'd like that very much. The truth is, I love you too. Something about you makes me smile... just like our kaleidoscope, heehee.
Kaden: Really?! Wow! Thank you, Corrin! This is the best news ever! Aww, look at you! You're so cute when you blush like that. I'm so happy I confessed!
Corrin: D-don't call me cute like that! You'll embarrass me.
Kaden: Heheheh, that's silly. All I did was tell you you're cute when you blush!
Corrin: I know, but it's still embarrassing.
Kaden: If that embarrasses you, what are you going to do when I tell you you're beautiful... and smart, and wonderful, and special, and that I love you more than anything. That's your life now, you know. So you better get used to it!
Corrin: Oh my, you really are serious about paying me back for loving you, aren't you?
Kaden: You better believe it! I vow on this here kaleidoscope that I'm going to spend my life making you smile!
Corrin: Th-that sounds wonderful. I can't wait!
Kaden: My love is as pretty as a diamond and twice as eternal. Even if you get sick of me, I'll always love you. I mean it...always and forever.
Corrin: Hello, Ryoma. I have a favor to ask of you.
Ryoma: Certainly. How can I help?
Corrin: Well, I don't have many memories from before I was taken to Nohr. I was just wondering if you had any that you wouldn't mind sharing with me...
Ryoma: Hmm. Yes, I suppose I do. They're not all happy, I'm afraid.
Corrin: That's OK. I just feel as though there's a...void...in my mind. I'd like to hear a little bit about what it was like growing up in Hoshido. And stories about the whole family... Hinoka, Takumi, Azura, and Sakura.
Ryoma: Very well. I anticipated this day would come, actually. And I have something for you.
Corrin: Oh? What is it?
Ryoma: I think I'll hang on to it for a little while longer. It will hold more meaning if I give it to you later.
Corrin: All right. I suppose I can be patient.
Ryoma: I'm glad to hear it. Because our conversation will also have to wait, I'm afraid. I have something I must attend to shortly.
Corrin: I understand. Thank you, Ryoma. Let's chat again soon.
Corrin: Good day, Ryoma. Would now be a good time to chat?
Ryoma: Ah, Corrin. Yes, I suppose I have some time right now. But where to begin? Hmm... Ah! Perhaps I could start with the siblings. Like little Hinoka...the crybaby.
Corrin: Hinoka...a crybaby? I can't see it.
Ryoma: Yes, well, she has matured tremendously. Now she's an excellent model soldier. Takumi, on the other hand...has not reached the same level of maturity.
Corrin: But Takumi seems so strong and self-assured.
Ryoma: Perhaps, but remember that very hard substances are often brittle. Takumi's emotions are fragile. He needs to work on his mental fortitude. That said, I believe in him. I think he has a promising future ahead.
Corrin: I see.
Ryoma: As for Azura, she's always been a bit distant. Even as a child. She's kind and wise, but I wish she knew how to open up a little bit.
Corrin: It's fascinating to hear your perspective like this. Please, continue!
Ryoma: Certainly. Let's see, where was I... Ah, Sakura. She's a gentle soul. Always worrying about others. My hope for her is that she can learn to be a bit more selfish. It would serve her well.
Corrin: Thank you, Ryoma. I really appreciate your insights. I think it's wonderful that you've spent so much time thinking about your family.
Ryoma: Well, as the eldest, I suppose I feel a certain responsibility. And, of course, I spend a great deal of time in self-reflection. I'm not without my faults.
Corrin: Well, you're human. Nobody's perfect. But you are a wise and caring older brother, Ryoma. Everyone looks up to you.
Ryoma: Thank you, Corrin. That means a lot coming from you.
Corrin: I just wish I knew more about my own background.
Ryoma: Yes. Your story is a troubling one. I hope that I can help you put a few of the pieces together. But I'm afraid even I don't know nearly the whole of it.
Corrin: Thank you, Ryoma. I really appreciate it.
Ryoma: Anytime, Corrin.
Ryoma: Hello, Corrin. I've noticed that you seem a bit down lately. Is anything the matter?
Corrin: Hmm? No, I'm fine. Why do you ask?
Ryoma: Are you sure? You can confide in me. You seemed a bit...forlorn...when we last spoke.
Corrin: Well, if I'm being totally honest... I have truly enjoyed hearing your stories about the past. But they've also made me sad. I feel like I've missed out on so much.
Ryoma: So that's what's weighing you down. It's important to remember that we can't change the past. We can only try to shape our future. So, if you don't have any memories, you just have to make new ones. And we're all here together now.
Corrin: Thank you, Ryoma. Those are wise words.
Ryoma: You're welcome. And here's something else that may cheer you up. Remember how I said I had something for you? Well, I think the time is right. This is from all of us.
Corrin: Whoa. That's quite a ring.
Ryoma: Indeed. The four of us had it made for you a long time ago. We vowed to give it to you upon our eventual reunion. And here you are, safely returned to us.
Corrin: Ryoma... I'm so glad to be a part of this family. Thank you!
Ryoma: And we are happy to have you. Our ties can only grow stronger as we move forward!
Corrin: Hello, Ryoma! Do you have a few minutes to spare today?
Ryoma: Of course. I always have time for you. What's on your mind?
Corrin: Well, I just keep thinking about this ring. It's kind of like...my first family heirloom.
Ryoma: Er, y-yes. I suppose it is.
Corrin: Is something the matter?
Ryoma: A family heirloom? Ah...y-yes...er... No. I am sorry, Corrin. There is something I must tell you. Father...Queen Mikoto...please forgive me.
Ryoma: I owe you an apology. I have not been honest with you. Nor with the others. The truth is...I am not your brother.
Corrin: What do you mean?
Ryoma: Exactly what I said. You and I are not related by blood.
Corrin: How can this be?
Ryoma: My father, King Sumeragi, told me, and me alone, the truth of your birth. You see, many years ago, Queen Mikoto came to Hoshido, asking my father for help. With her was an infant she had given birth to in her homeland. That infant was you, Corrin. King Sumeragi knew you were not his child. But because you were the child of the woman he loved, he raised you as his own. And it was not long before obligation turned into a deep and abiding love. You meant as much to him as any of us did. I promise you.
Corrin: So...he took care of me—died protecting me—knowing I was another man's child? Then...he WAS my father. Whatever my blood. But then the question remains. Who was my birth father?
Ryoma: I don't know. King Sumeragi never shared that detail with me. I'm not certain even he knew.
Corrin: I see...
Ryoma: I am sorry I kept it secret for so long, but I felt I had to. It was what Father wanted. He'd never have wanted you to feel like he loved you any less than he did us.
Corrin: So then why are you telling me this now? What changed?
Ryoma: I fell in love with you.
Ryoma: I could not lie to myself any longer, Corrin. I want to be the one to stand by your side for the rest of your life. I could not live without you. You are the only woman I have ever loved like this.
Corrin: I-I see. Are you ready to hear my answer?
Ryoma: Yes. I am prepared.
Corrin: I admire you tremendously. You are a strong and kind man and a natural leader. You will make a great king and will rule as wisely as your father. I know it. And...I want to be with you while you do it. As your queen. As your wife. I love you too, Ryoma.
Ryoma: I am glad. You have made me so happy. My heart sings with joy.
Corrin: You are the most precious person in the world to me. Please, stay with me. Forever.
Ryoma: I will, my love. I promise it.
Ryoma: Our past may be broken, but our future is stronger than iron. Take my hand...
Scarlet: Thrust! Parry! Riposte! Haaaaa!
Scarlet: Who's there?! Oh...it's just you, Corrin.
Corrin: I'm very sorry to interrupt your training. Please, continue.
Scarlet: Haha, it can wait. Didja need me for something?
Corrin: Oh, er, no. I was just captivated by the way you handle your weapon. I couldn't help but stop to watch.
Scarlet: Wanna practice with me?
Corrin: Y-you wouldn't mind?
Scarlet: Of course not! Here, hold this and stand a few feet away.
Corrin: Got it!
Scarlet: Nice moves. You have good balance and a knack for when to block.
Corrin: You're too kind. May I ask where you learned to fight that way?
Scarlet: Oh, I'm self-taught. Both my parents were knights, so I copied what I saw them do. See, I grew up in Cheve, home to three companies of knights. In a place like that, even the alley cats pick up a few moves.
Corrin: Why didn't you join any of these companies?
Scarlet: I planned to. I thought I'd sign on with the same company my parents did. But when I saw how King Garon treated his subjects, I knew it wasn't in the cards. I had no faith in the Nohrian nobility to do right by the common folk. So I ended up forming my own company, which turned into the resistance. That about sums it up.
Corrin: Well, I salute your bravery. As well as your skill with a blade...
Scarlet: Hey, Corrin! Glad you showed up.
Corrin: What, no practice today?
Scarlet: Nah, I thought it was a nice day to do something else.
Corrin: And it involves these...shiny little rocks?
Scarlet: You've never seen these? Wow, you really were sheltered, huh? Pull up a seat, and I'll give you a little demonstration. First, you unsheathe your weapon and put it down on some paper, like so. Then you pour on some of this magic gunk. It's very sticky, so try not to touch it. When everything's ready, you place these stones in the gunk.
Corrin: Oh! So this is what makes your weapons so sparkly, is it?
Scarlet: Yep. This is how I pretty them up. It's called mosaic, and it's one of my favorite hobbies.
Corrin: What are those faint lines near the hilt?
Scarlet: Sketch lines. I draw a design I like in pencil and then fill it in with the stones. That way it comes out looking kinda like a painting.
Corrin: That's amazing!
Scarlet: You have to be reaaaaal patient... Place each rock slowly... Carefully... And you're done!
Corrin: What a lovely white flower!
Scarlet: You like it? It's a kind of flower native to Cheve.
Corrin: It's strong and dignified, yet also ornate and beautiful. Just like you, Scarlet.
Scarlet: Haha, you're laying it on pretty thick.
Corrin: No, it's true! You're strong and dependable, which are fine qualities in and of themselves... And you balance them well with your softer, more creative side.
Scarlet: Hahaha, you're not so bad yourself! I could get to like hanging out with a gal who says nice things about me all the time.
Corrin: *yawn* Scarlet...? It's pretty late. What did you need?
Scarlet: Ah, sorry about that. I just felt like stargazing with ya.
Scarlet: Yeah. It's easy; you just lie down on this here blanket and look up.
Corrin: All right.
Scarlet: Well? Whaddaya think?
Corrin: It's breathtaking... I never realized how many stars there were in the sky.
Scarlet: Yeah, this is one of the best hills for it. The stars are so pretty here.
Scarlet: What? Didja see a shooting star?
Corrin: No, it's just...looking up at the stars, I realize... they remind me of the stones you use to decorate your weapons.
Scarlet: Haha, don't they though? Part of the reason I like making mosaics is that they remind me of the stars.
Scarlet: ... I mentioned my parents, yeah? They...aren't around anymore. The war took them.
Corrin: ...I'm sorry to hear that.
Scarlet: In Cheve, we believe that people who die turn into stars. So when I lie out here stargazing, it feels almost like visiting my folks.
Corrin: And that's the same reason you decorate your weapons?
Scarlet: Yeah. Hey, Corrin... When I die, what color star do you think I'll be?
Corrin: D-don't ask that. It's bad luck.
Scarlet: Hey, we all gotta go sometime. You can't avoid thinking or talking about it if you've chosen to go to war. Don't tell me you've never wondered what happens after you die.
Corrin: ... In that case, I'd say... the shiniest stone on your weapon is the one you would be.
Scarlet: Yeah...I like that. Good choice, Corrin. One of these days we'll get your weapon decorated too.
Scarlet: With a bunch of those stones you say remind you of me.
Corrin: If that's a serious offer, I'm looking forward to it!
Scarlet: We'll need a design... Maybe watching the stars will give us some inspiration.
Corrin: Sounds good.
Corrin: Yukimura, could I have a moment of your time?
Yukimura: If it isn't Lady Corrin. How can I be of service?
Corrin: Well...I was wondering if you could tell me about my parents.
Yukimura: You mean King Sumeragi and Queen Mikoto?
Corrin: Yes. You served them both, right? I was hoping you'd tell me what they were like.
Yukimura: Ah, I see. You don't have many memories of them. You were quite young. Where shall I begin? Perhaps with King Sumeragi?
Corrin: Sure! What was he like?
Yukimura: He was hard on himself, but he treated all his subjects with dignity and respect. It was this, more than anything, that earned him the trust of his people. However, he was a different man with his family.
Corrin: Really? How so?
Yukimura: When he was with them, he shrugged off the mantle of the King of Hoshido. And instead, he simply focused on being the best father he could possibly be. I remember when you were a babe, he'd come to check on you every day. At court, he rarely smiled, but when he was around you he never stopped beaming. It was a heartwarming sight.
Corrin: I had no idea.
Yukimura: As for your mother, Queen Mikoto—she thought of you as her pride and joy. If you so much as sneezed, she would dash around the castle in a mad panic. It was always left up to me and Orochi to help calm her down. Heh.
Corrin: Haha. That sounds like a lot of work. Sorry for causing you so much trouble.
Yukimura: Oh, not at all. I look back on those days fondly. Both of them loved you very deeply, Lady Corrin. So. Does that help with your problem? I imagine your sudden curiosity was brought on by some trouble. No?
Corrin: It was that easy to tell?
Yukimura: It was. But you can talk to me about it if you feel it will help.
Corrin: Both of them... Both of them died protecting me. Sometimes I think if I had never been born, they'd still be alive.
Yukimura: Do you still feel this way?
Corrin: No... And I feel a bit better after hearing you talk about them. It sounds like I really made them happy, which is worth something.
Yukimura: Yes, you did. That reminds me! I have something to show you.
Corrin: What is it?
Yukimura: It will take me some time to find it, so you'll just have to wait until then.
Corrin: OK. You know where to find me.
Yukimura: Lady Corrin, I found the object I wanted to show you. It's this.
Corrin: A box? Oh! Is this a gadget of some sort?
Yukimura: Yes, that would be one way to describe it. Here, take a look.
Corrin: Is that paper inside it? What's on the paper?
Yukimura: They're pictures. You can move the lid to the right to look at them.
Corrin: Oh! It's...
Yukimura: Your parents, yes. This is what they looked like when you were a baby. And if you tug on this rope on the side of the box like so... it changes to the next picture. You might think of it as an automated storybook.
Corrin: Wow! This is amazing! And they're all pictures of us!
Corrin: Did you make this, Yukimura?
Yukimura: Yes. And I drew the pictures as well. It took quite some time. I worked on it nights on end for you.
Corrin: For me?
Yukimura: Yes. At the time, both Queen Mikoto and King Sumeragi were very busy. It was difficult for them to find time to play with you. But they didn't want you to feel lonely, so they asked me to make this.
Corrin: That was very kind of them.
Yukimura: After you were taken, it broke the queen's heart to see it, so I stowed it away. I never thought I'd be showing it to you again one day as a grown lady.
Corrin: Yukimura...I think I remember having seen some of these before. Only just barely, but I do. Mother and Father are at my side...laughing?
Yukimura: I'm so glad you remembered. I'm sure your parents would be happy to hear it too. So please, Lady Corrin, you must dry your tears.
Corrin: Ah! I'm sorry! I didn't even realize...
Yukimura: Don't worry about it. It's OK. Please let me know if there's anything I can do for you. And know that if you'd like, you can come by anytime to look at these pictures. OK?
Corrin: I'll do that. Thank you so much!
Corrin: Hello, Yukimura.
Yukimura: Ah, Lady Corrin. Have you come to look at my pictures again?
Corrin: Yes. I never get tired of looking at them. They feel so...familiar. And warm. Happy.
Yukimura: You may take them with you, if you'd like.
Corrin: Really? Are you sure? But you've taken such good care of them all this time.
Yukimura: They were made for you. I think it is right that you should have them. Please, don't give it a second thought.
Corrin: Thank you, Yukimura. I'll take good care of them.
Yukimura: I'm glad you like them so much. I hope these pictures will be a source of strength for you in these difficult times. Just as they were to me.
Corrin: What do you mean?
Yukimura: After you were taken, I would sometimes look at the pictures. I lost my family when I was young, so looking at these always cheered me up. You all look so happy in them. And I was, of course, very close to your father. And when I felt short of hope, these reminded me there was good in the world. There was still happiness, and family, and honor. Things worth fighting to preserve.
Corrin: Yukimura... I vow to you, on these pictures—on the honor of my father and my mother... I will protect Hoshido. I will bring peace to this world.
Yukimura: Then I once more vow to you: I will give all that I am to help you protect Hoshido.
Corrin: Thank you. I am honored.
Yukimura: No, milady. The honor is mine.
Yukimura: Lady Corrin.
Corrin: Hello, Yukimura. What brings you here today?
Yukimura: I have something I'd like to give you. Would you take a look?
Corrin: It's a picture of the two of us. What made you want to do this?
Yukimura: I thought it would be nice to add to your picture-box. Something of an update. To show the woman you've grown into and the bond we've formed. What do you think?
Corrin: That's a great idea! I'll go get the box.
Yukimura: Wait—before we do that, there's something I wish to tell you.
Corrin: What is it?
Yukimura: Lady Corrin, when I drew this picture, the bond I wanted to represent... It was not simply supposed to be that between a princess and her advisor. Nor was it only a bond of friendship...
Corrin: What do you mean?
Yukimura: I mean that... That is to say... I love you, Lady Corrin!
Yukimura: I wish to support you in all things. Not only as a servant, but as your husband. When you came back to us, I saw in you the same strengths I saw in your parents. But since then I have come to see so much more. I see someone I could love forever. I wish to stay by your side, always at hand to draw new memories for your picture-box. Memories that we'll make...together. Would you like that?
Corrin: I'm so happy to hear you say that!
Corrin: Yes! As we've grown closer, I've come to feel the same way about you. Yukimura...will you be with me?
Yukimura: Yes! Yes, of course!
Corrin: Thank you... I love you so much.
Yukimura: We will make new memories together every day... my love.
Elise: Hya! HIIIYAA!
Corrin: Um, Elise? Why are you throwing punches in the middle of the field?
Elise: Waaah! Corrin! I-I'm not doing anything! Really. Not a thing. Or, I mean, I was just here to pick flowers. YEAH! A pretty girl picking pretty flowers...
Corrin: Oh, I see. Are you sure about that?
Elise: But of course! I wanted to make you a lovely bouquet. I'M JUST TOO SWEET!
Corrin: OK then. It just seemed an awful lot like you were practicing your punches...
Elise: ... FINE! You caught me. You're just too clever for my devious deceptions. The truth is, lately I've been feeling like kind of a burden to everyone... I was hoping if I trained secretly I could become as strong as you are one day!
Corrin: Elise, please don't say that. I promise, no one thinks of you as a burden.
Elise: You're sweet to say that, Corrin. I love that you're always looking out for me. But that's exactly why I need to train! That way I can look out for myself instead!
Corrin: This clearly means a whole lot to you.
Elise: Oh, it means everything to me! Everything! See, watch this...KAPOW! My killer left hook. KABOOM! My right fist of fury! Kapow! Kaboom! HYAAA!
Corrin: Ah, wow. I'm impressed by your... exuberance. Well then, if it means that much to you, I'd be happy to help you out. After all, training is twice as effective with two minds at work.
Elise: You mean it, Corrin?! Thank you, thank you, thank you! You're the best! I love you THE MOST!!
Corrin: Hahaha, you're very welcome. Now then, let's start with some cardio. Ready...GO!
Elise: Heehee, yay! Here I gooooo!!
Corrin: Hello, Elise. Shall we start our training for today?
Elise: Hrm... *sigh*
Corrin: Elise, are you feeling all right?
Elise: Not really. It's just... I've been training so hard, but I still feel like a big ol' burden.
Corrin: Nonsense. You've already improved quite a bit. Be patient. These things take time.
Elise: Do you mean it? You really think I've improved a lot?
Corrin: Absolutely. But the only way you'll keep getting better is to work hard every day.
Elise: You're right! No more moping around! I'm gonna do my best from here on out!
Corrin: That's the spirit!
Elise: So what are we working on today? Kicks? Punches? Intimidating faces?!
Corrin: Today we'll be working on your upper-body strength. Time for some push-ups! Go on, drop and give me twenty!
Elise: T-t-twenty push-ups? Like, in a row?! Is that even possible? And besides, aren't push-ups for big, burly, muscular types? Not cute little girls?
Corrin: That's just silly. Push-ups are for everyone. Everyone serious about training, anyway.
Elise: I see... Well, if you say so, Corrin. Here goes nothing...
Elise: One... Two... Three... F-four...
Corrin: You're doing great. Keep it up!
Elise: Fiiiiive... Ugh...
Corrin: What's the matter? You're not quitting already, are you? If you want to get stronger, you can't give up when things get tough.
Elise: But...my arms are wobbly... and I'm getting all SWEATY.
Corrin: No pain, no gain. When you can't take any more, remember why you're training. You want to be a stronger version of yourself, right? This is how you'll get there. Think you can handle it?
Elise: I...I CAN! I want to be better! Stronger! SWEATIER!!
Corrin: That's the Elise I know! Now let's try that again. This time, drop and give me ten!
Elise: OK! One! Two! Threeee!
Corrin: Training time, Elise. Are you ready to get started?
Corrin: Elise?! What's going on? Why are you crying?
Elise: I...I... *sniffle* *sob* I'm sorry, Corrin. I just feel... *SNIFF* I'm just so pathetic...
Corrin: Why would you say that? You've been doing so well!
Elise: ... I-I think I've gotten a tiny bit stronger, thanks to you. But... But... *sob* But when I encounter an enemy on the battlefield all alone, I still get so s-scared! If I keep being such a weak baby, I'll never stop being a burden to everyone!
Elise: I want to help protect everyone... I wanna protect you and Xander... and Leo... and C-C-Camilla... and everyone else too... I just want everyone to be safe and happy and to *sniff* live peacefully. But for that to happen, we've just got to win this stupid war! I can't keep holding us back by being the weak link...
Corrin: Elise... You sweet, silly girl. Dry those tears. I understand how you feel, but I promise things aren't so bleak.
Corrin: War isn't just about fighting. To truly win, you must believe in what you're fighting for. You have such a pure desire for peace, and that's invaluable in times like these. So no, Elise, you're definitely not a burden. You're a ray of light in the dark. Now show me that smile, and please, never stop trying to improve. You're doing great.
Elise: Corrin... Th-thank you, Corrin! You always know just what to say. I love you so much!
Corrin: I love you too, Elise.
Elise: All right then, no more messing around! I'm gonna become the best me ever! I won't stop until I'm the invincible, unstoppable, legendary princess of Nohr!
Corrin: Haha, that's the spirit!
Arthur: Mmm, do you smell that, Corrin? It's the sweet smell of justice!
Corrin: I take it from your...exuberance that you just returned from a mission? Of justice?
Arthur: I received word that a group of ne'er-do-wells was on the attack. I've just disbanded their society of injustice and rescued the town they were terrorizing.
Corrin: Ne'er-do-wells, you say? Interesting. Was it a difficult battle?
Arthur: Not in the least! Whenever I stare evil in the eye, evil always blinks first.
Corrin: Haha, that's great! Right? It sounds great. Just what I'd expect from the hero of Nohr. I really admire how you've devoted yourself to helping the helpless.
Arthur: You're too kind, my lady! But truly, it was no trouble at all.
Corrin: But your pants are covered in mud! They didn't hurt you, did they?
Arthur: Oh...that's actually unrelated. I was hit by a couple of carriages on the way back.
Corrin: Huh?! You mean to say that two different carriages hit you in one day?
Arthur: And after that, the town's self-defense force mistook me for a thief. They chased after me for a good... oh, I don't know, 10 miles?
Corrin: Gods, that's awful. You must have been born under a truly unlucky star.
Arthur: So they say. Oh! I'm sorry, but I must take my leave now. I promised to deliver some much-needed medicine for the village elderly today. Thank you for the chat, Corrin!
Corrin: What a character. I do hope he makes it through his delivery in one piece...
Arthur: Another day in the service of justice has been completed. Ahh, feels great!
Corrin: Hello, Arthur! May I ask what heroic deeds you performed to help people today?
Arthur: Today I was asked to help a charitable organization prepare for a banquet. I just got back, actually. It went swimmingly!
Corrin: That's wonderful! Good work, as always.
Arthur: Thank you! It was a new experience for me. I was asked to be a taste tester. The food I tried was unfortunately past its prime... My stomach feels pretty terrible. However, the dishes the other testers tried were fine. The banquet was a big success! And no one but myself has to endure this terrible stomach trauma, so I'm very happy.
Corrin: *sigh* Poor Arthur. Why am I not surprised?
Arthur: Life is full of lemons, my lady. So long as they're not spoiled to the point of being deadly, one must make lemonade! HAHAHAHAHA!
Corrin: Haha, I guess you're right. Um, do let me know if that stomachache gets worse, OK?
Arthur: As you wish! Now let's see... What's next on my justice agenda...? Hm, I'm actually done for the day! Perhaps I'll turn in early to prepare for tomorrow.
Corrin: What are you doing tomorrow?
Arthur: I volunteered to help a nearby village with its fire drill!
Corrin: F-fire drill?!
Arthur: Yep! I'll be teaching them how to put out a wildfire. Should be fun!
Corrin: W-wildfire?! ... Um, Arthur... Could you do me a favor?
Arthur: Certainly! Your wish is my command!
Corrin: Before you do the fire drill, douse yourself in water from head to toe. Got it?
Arthur: Um...come again?
Corrin: I want you to completely soak yourself in water before you light any fires. Promise me you'll do that, OK? You won't forget?
Arthur: I must admit I find your request a little strange, but you have my word!
Corrin: Hello, Arthur! How did the fire drill go?
Arthur: Lady Corrin! Just the person I was hoping to run into. As promised, I drenched myself in water before the drill. It was a huge success!
Corrin: Ah, thank goodness. I had a bad feeling something might happen with the wildfire. I'm so glad I said something.
Arthur: The wildfire? Whatever do you mean? This has nothing to do with the fire...
Corrin: No? Then why was soaking yourself in water a success?
Arthur: Well, we conducted our drill by the river. Safety first, as I always say! Remembering your advice, I went to the river's edge to jump in before we started... That's when I slipped on some mud and fell face-first into the water.
Corrin: ... I really shouldn't be surprised. But I'm still confused... How was the day a success?
Arthur: Allow me to finish! The river I fell into had some remarkably swift rapids. I pride myself on being the best swimmer in town, but it was too much for even me.
Corrin: Good grief. Go on...
Arthur: Well, unfortunately for me, I wasn't the only thing fighting the rapids that day. It rained heavily the night before, so the river was full of rocks and broken branches. Every stroke was accompanied by searing pain. It really pushed my limits. However, I didn't lose heart! It's important to keep your cool in emergency situations. With the fury of a thousand sharks pulsing in my veins, I fought with all my might! Through sheer grit and determination, I somehow made it safely back to shore. All of the villagers gave a huge round of applause when I surfaced. They said it was even more exciting than a wildfire—best show they'd seen in years!
Arthur: It's a mad world, Lady Corrin! One must always be vigilant. Without your advice, I would have never had the chance to test the waters, if you will. I value any chance to grow, so I will surely be coming to you for advice more often. I'm quite certain this marks the beginning of a beautiful friendship!
Corrin: Happy to help, Arthur... I guess. I'm just glad you're OK.
Arthur: I'm more than OK. I'm on top of the world! You really are my lucky star.
Corrin: Thanks... I think...
Corrin: Hello, Arthur!
Arthur: Ah, Lady Corrin! Thank you for meeting me here tonight.
Corrin: No problem at all, but is something wrong? It's pretty late for a chat...
Arthur: I apologize for the late hour, milady. You'll understand when you see...
Corrin: See what?
Arthur: Here, follow me and I'll show you. ARGH!
Corrin: Arthur?! Are you OK?
Arthur: I-I'm fine. Thank you. Why would someone dig a hole here? It's...rude. Very rude. In any case, if you'll just give me a moment. Good gods, it's slippery in here... N-never fear, milady! I've never met a hole so deep I couldn't brute force my way out. It takes more than that to foil a proven force of justice like myself... HMPH!
Arthur: See! It was nothing.
Corrin: Thank goodness. For a moment I thought I might have to go in after you!
Arthur: Ehem, in any case... Here we are! Just around this corner here is the most breathtaking view you'll ever see. It will fill you with wonder and a sense of hope. It is quite simply divine! It's my... ...
Corrin: It's a bit foggy, isn't it?
Arthur: Indeed it is. I was told we'd have crystal- clear skies tonight. Well, nothing can be done. At least we still have the stars above to...
Corrin: It's a rather cloudy night, isn't it? Cloudiest I've seen in ages.
Arthur: So it is, milady. It would seem Mother Nature is a mischievous lass. Well, nothing can be done. Suffice to say, the view would have been unforgettable. Ehem... Um... Lady Corrin... The truth is, there's a special reason I asked you here tonight. I was hoping...praying and hoping that you might consent to join your life with mine!
Arthur: Please, let me finish! You inspire my heart even more than the quest for justice. Truly! I was hoping you would be my sidekick. Nay, my wife! My partner in this life...
Corrin: This is so sudden. I don't know what to say...
Arthur: Oh, wait a moment! I have a ring and everything. Here, open this box.
Corrin: Uh, Arthur? There's nothing in here...
Arthur: Wha?! The shopkeeper must have forgotten to put it back in after he polished it... I should have double-checked. Of all the times for my luck to plague me, why now?! *sigh* I can take a hint, life. If you'll excuse me, I have some gentle sobbing to do...
Corrin: Heeheeheee! HAHAHAHA!
Arthur: Lady Corrin... I'm sorry, but I fail to see the humor in this.
Corrin: Don't worry, Arthur. I don't need a ring or a pretty view to know what you're saying. I feel the same way. You're so kind and heroic, so intent on helping the helpless. Somewhere along the way... I kind of fell in love with you.
Arthur: Lady... I mean, Corrin! Do you really mean it?!
Corrin: Heehee, I do! And yes, I would be delighted to be your wife. Besides...
Arthur: Yes, darling?
Corrin: Well, if we're always together, I can keep an eye on you. Make sure you stay safe.
Arthur: Keep an eye on me? Whatever for? Do you think...I'm incompetent?
Corrin: What? No! Of course not! It's because... You know, because you're so handsome! You and that stylish "H" belt, heehee.
Arthur: ... The "H" stands for "hero." It reminds me to always act humbly and heroically. Thank you, darling Corrin. I can't wait to walk down the honorable road of justice with you at my side!
Corrin: I can't wait either!
Arthur: Your love is as sweet as the sweet, sweet smell of justice! I love you more than anything. But don't tell justice I said so.
Effie: *nom* *nom* *nom* Mmm...
Corrin: Ah, Effie. Hosting a feast, are you? Who else is invited?
Effie: Oh, hello, Lady Corrin. No, why do you ask?
Corrin: Um...because you have enough food for twelve people laid out here.
Effie: Twelve people? Goodness, no. This is simply my lunch—nothing more. I expend a great deal of energy in the course of my training, you see. Afterward, I must refuel. All in the name of protecting Lady Elise, of course!
Corrin: I see. Well, Elise is lucky to have someone like you on her side.
Effie: Thank you for the kind words! I do hope I'm doing an adequate job for her. After all, I owe her everything...
Corrin: Is that so? How do you mean?
Effie: Oh, yes. I wouldn't be the person I am today without her.
Corrin: That sounds like an interesting story. Care to fill me in?
Effie: I suppose I could...but it's a long story, and I'd like to eat while my lunch is hot.
Corrin: Of course! Pardon me.
Effie: Thank you, Lady Corrin. *nom* *nom* *nom*
Corrin: Effie, there you are! I've been looking all over for you. Wait, what are you doing?
Effie: Oh, Lady Corrin! I'm just patching up this wall. After it rained the other day, I noticed that a few of the boulders were loose. We can't have that, can we?
Corrin: I don't understand. What kind of repairs can you possibly—
Effie: Here, I'll show you. HRRRRGH!
Corrin: Unbelievable! How can you lift that rock with your bare hands?
Effie: Aw, it's nothing. Just years of training in service of Lady Elise.
Corrin: That's right... You were going to tell me a story about her the last time we spoke. Are you still willing to share?
Effie: Certainly. But would you mind terribly if I continue working while we speak?
Corrin: Not at all.
Effie: Very well. I'll start at the beginning. I was born into extreme poverty—a child of the streets. And yet Lady Elise herself would often visit my slum in disguise.
Corrin: Really? I had no idea.
Effie: Oh, yes. Now, let me just grab another rock... HRAAAAAAA! Anyway, as I was saying, Lady Elise visited frequently, and we became fast friends. Hyup. HRRRRRGH! Whew! One day, while we were playing, some guards began harassing us. Lady Elise was forced to reveal her identity to get them to leave us alone.
Corrin: I see.
Effie: Her glory was so blinding at that moment that I can hardly describe it. YAAAAAHHHH!
Corrin: Pardon me, Effie, but your repairs are becoming too distracting!
Effie: How do you mean?
Corrin: I've never seen such feats of strength. It's all I can do to refrain from applauding! Perhaps you can finish telling me the story another time.
Effie: Sure, I suppose so, Lady Corrin. Although...I have a favor to ask of you.
Corrin: Certainly. Name it.
Effie: All this lifting is making me hungry. I know it's not your place, but... Would you mind terribly bringing me something to eat? A whole lot of something, preferably.
Corrin: Of course, Effie. I'll return shortly.
Effie: Thank you, Lady Corrin! Bring as much food as you can carry, please!
Corrin: Hello, Effie. I've been dying to hear the rest of your story. Is now a good time?
Effie: Of course, Lady Corrin. Now, where did I leave off?
Corrin: Some guards were harassing you, and Lady Elise was forced to reveal her identity.
Effie: That's right. It was sad, because we both realized we wouldn't be able to play together anymore. I sat sobbing in the street for hours, until I realized how I could see Elise again!
Corrin: Go on...
Effie: Well, I realized that I must become a palace soldier.
Corrin: Of course. It all makes sense.
Effie: If I could make it as a soldier, I'd get to spend time at the palace. And to even be in the presence of Lady Elise once again seemed intoxicating. From that day onward, I gave everything in my quest to become a soldier. Fortunately, I turned out to have some aptitude for the profession.
Corrin: Yes, I'd vouch for that...
Effie: Anyway, it wasn't long before my dream came true. Lady Elise took me on as a retainer. And that's where things stand today. She brought me hope in my darkest days. I would do anything for her. So, uh, that's my story...
Corrin: Effie, thank you so much for sharing this with me. I may have said this before, but Elise is truly lucky to have you as her retainer.
Effie: Thank you. That's nice to hear. But...
Corrin: But? What's wrong?
Effie: Lady Corrin... I feel a bit conflicted. Because lately, you've become so important to me.
Corrin: And this upsets you?
Effie: Yes—I mean, no! It's just that...well...Lady Elise is always my first priority. But at the same time, you've been so helpful in battle. And you've taken such an interest in my humble life story...
Corrin: Effie, there's nothing to worry about. I understand your feelings for Elise. I would never want to get in between you and her. I know that she comes first.
Effie: I'm so relieved to hear that! Because we do seem to be such a good team... On the battlefield.
Corrin: Yes, of course. On the battlefield.
Corrin: Greetings, Odin.
Odin: Oh, I didn't see you there, Lady Corrin.
Corrin: What are you doing out here all by yourself?
Odin: Isn't it obvious? You are witness to a quiet intermission in the play that is my life.
Corrin: Intermission? What are you talking about?
Odin: Well to put it quite simply, I'm enjoying a nice moment of tranquility.
Corrin: Ah, now I understand. Why didn't you just say that to begin with? And why are you holding that strange pose? It looks exhausting.
Odin: Oh this? It's a unique creation that I concocted myself. This stance allows me to harness a great deal of power.
Corrin: Huh. I've never seen anyone stick out their hand like that. It's very...unique.
Corrin: What's so funny?
Odin: Well it's clear that the moment has come to unveil the origin of this divine creation... That being said, the explanation will take some time...
Corrin: Umm, I don't think I need to hear all that. You'll have to excuse me, Odin.
Odin: What do you mean? Hey, wait a second! Don't leave!
Odin: Finally! I found you, Lady Corrin.
Corrin: Oh, were you looking for me, Odin?
Odin: Obviously. I must explain the origin of this unique pose in minute detail.
Corrin: I told you before, I really don't need all that information. I was just curious about the weird thing that you were doing.
Odin: This unique pose grants me extraordinary power whenever I use my dark magic. Only a chosen one such as myself can tap into the might granted by this creation. I'm sure that you're wondering who chose me. Sadly, I cannot tell you. It is a profound secret that must stay locked away in the pit of my heart.
Corrin: O-OK... I guess that makes sense.
Odin: Allow me to propose an idea. I believe that you should come up with a special name for this fascinating pose. With the perfect title, this creation will make me even more powerful!
Corrin: Oh, really? I'm surprised that you haven't named it already.
Odin: Inspiration has yet to strike. That's why I require your assistance. I feel that the time is right to transfer the naming rights to you. On a cosmic level, I can sense that it is meant to be.
Corrin: What do you mean exactly? I'm a little bit confused...
Odin: Just what I said! You must rename my holy creation! Help me unleash the true power within! Just think for a moment, then whisper the name into my ear. It's obvious that people will tell tall tales about this moment for years to come. Probably until time itself comes to a halt.
Corrin: So you want me to rename it right now? On the spot like this? But I haven't had any time to actually think up a good name yet.
Odin: That's fine! It should be spontaneous. Just embrace the sheer joy of creation! Set yourself free, and shout whatever springs immediately to mind!
Corrin: All right... Hmm, let's see... Umm...
Odin: This is such a thrill! I'm getting goose bumps already!
Odin: Still thinking, eh?
Corrin: Listen, I'm sorry. Nothing is coming immediately to mind. Can I have a bit of time to think it over?
Odin: Wh-what?! You can't possibly be serious. How could you cast off the honor of naming this beautiful pose?
Corrin: I didn't say that I wouldn't do it. Just give me some time!
Odin: I'm in shock. It's horribly cruel of you to get my hopes up. How could you?
Corrin: Calm down, Odin! You're getting all upset for no reason.
Odin: I can't help it! I'm very serious. Please, just think up a name already. Wait, I have an idea. Maybe something will come to you if I offer up some ideas first. What do you think?
Corrin: Well, if it really means that much to you... Fine, I'll do it.
Odin: Outstanding! We can start brainstorming when I next see you!
Odin: Pardon me, Corrin. Can we speak for a moment?
Corrin: *sigh* You found me...
Odin: Well of course I did! I've been thinking a great deal about our recent conversation... To be perfectly honest, no brilliant ideas leapt forward in my mind. This enchanted pose will obviously be talked about for decades to come. But the sheer weight of that knowledge is impeding my creative flow.
Corrin: Well that's too bad. I'm sure you'll figure something out eventually though.
Odin: Now wait just a minute! Why are you acting so cold toward me? Can't we talk for a bit? Please?
Odin: We must engage with every single idea, no matter how small. Together we can conceive infinite possible names and debate them freely! That is precisely the sort of conversation that I desire.
Corrin: Sorry, but I um...have to go take care of something. Bye, Odin.
Odin: Quit making all of these cowardly excuses. This won't take up much time. Please, I'll even do my best not to wear you out. I'll do whatever it takes!
Corrin: OK, fine. I can't turn you down if you're really this passionate. But please, let's try to make this brief.
Odin: I knew that you'd come through for me! Thank you, Corrin. This means the world to me. When we were speaking before, I felt tremendous joy. Your obvious enthusiasm is a great source of delight and inspiration. That's precisely why you must be the one who decides upon the final name. So what kind of moniker do you think would be most appropriate? Having a general idea would almost certainly make this process easier.
Corrin: You just need a basic idea? Hmm... Well it should probably be pretty timeless, don't you think? Something impressive, just like you.
Odin: Wait, wait... You think I'm impressive?
Corrin: Yes, I do. You can be a little tough to understand sometimes... But whenever we fight together, you're always so calm and assured. All I meant is that it's pretty remarkable.
Odin: R-really?! You mean it? I don't know what to say... I'm beyond thrilled to receive such praise from you. It's as though a lightning bolt of emotion has just struck my heart. Yes, I believe you've touched my very soul. With all these feelings percolating within me, I know just what to do! I have it! The all-important name has finally come to me! It is a glorious revelation. Brace yourself, Lady Corrin... The name of this smoldering pose is... Shadow Glitter!
Corrin: Umm, you just named it yourself, Odin.
Odin: Ahh! You're right. I got completely carried away. I'm terribly sorry. I'd promised that we would work out a title together!
Corrin: Oh, it's fine. I'm just happy that I could lend you a helping hand. In a way, we did figure it out together. And Shadow Glitter is a perfect name. It suits you quite well.
Odin: Th-thank you! Just hearing you say that makes me unspeakably pleased. I hope you can still think of me as a reliable friend and companion. I didn't mean to get caught up in my moment of divine inspiration.
Corrin: It's fine, Odin. I'm just glad that we don't have to talk about it anymore!
Odin: The endless screaming inside my soul is utterly unbearable... What is this strange heartache that devours me from within?
Corrin: Umm, Odin?
Odin: Shh, don't speak to me. I can't possibly listen to your faint murmuring...
Corrin: But I only came here because you called me.
Odin: I, the chosen one, summoned you?
Corrin: If you can't remember what you wanted to talk about, I'm going to head back home.
Odin: Whoa, now! Wait just one minute! I know exactly why I called on you. Thank you for coming to see me. I'm sorry for being a bit rude earlier. I lost my composure.
Corrin: Why are you so nervous anyways? Is something wrong?
Odin: Are you familiar with the concept of matrimony, Corrin?
Corrin: What do you mean?
Odin: Allow me to explain... It is a binding agreement between two people not related by blood. These people share feelings of tenderness and love... Which is why they decide to share their lives together.
Corrin: Odin, I know what marriage is.
Odin: Haha, well of course you do!
Corrin: What are you getting at anyway? Why does it matter if I'm familiar with marriage?
Odin: Well, um... If you've already been blessed with this knowledge, I'll skip to the point. I must confess something of grave importance. For I wish to propose a bonding of souls for the rest of eternity...
Corrin: Odin, skip to the point. Are you asking me to marry you?
Odin: H-how did you discover my intentions so swiftly?
Corrin: Well it was pretty obvious when you asked about the whole matrimony thing.
Odin: Ha. Now I see. You're incredibly quick. Explaining this will be simple. Thou art my—
Corrin: I think I'm going to leave now.
Odin: What?! You can't go!
Corrin: I'm not going to stay here and listen to your dramatic nonsense. I'm sick of the crazy airs you put on. If you want to have a real conversation, you should be honest and direct, Odin.
Odin: You're absolutely right. This is no way to propose.
Corrin: You're important to me, Odin. So if you're going to do this, then you had better do it properly.
Odin: Ahem. Lady Corrin, I have loved you deeply for some time. There are so many things that I wish to share with you. I hope that I can be someone that you grow to rely on in the years to come. I'll do everything I can to protect and cherish you in every possible way. As proof of my feelings, I've brought you this ring. Granted, it's not filled with brilliant gems and stunning diamonds... But it's the most valuable thing that I could possibly find. Please, take it as a symbol of my devotion. Won't you marry me, Lady Corrin?
Corrin: That was very sweet, Odin. It was lovely to hear you speak so honestly. Of course I'll marry you.
Odin: Really?! You will! By the gods, I've never been happier! Ah, but there is one other thing...
Corrin: Oh? What is it?
Odin: One day, I will be wrapped in a black wind and carried back to another dimension. For I am but a lowly mage tormented by the cruel goddess of fate...
Corrin: You're already back to this again? I have no idea what you're talking about.
Odin: I'm sorry. I thought since I proposed already that you wouldn't mind.
Corrin: Do you know what a mood is? Because you're completely ruining it right now.
Odin: You're right. I'm terribly sorry.
Corrin: Just allow me to enjoy this moment, and then you can return to your ways. From this day forward, I will accept you and your quirks. I love you, Odin.
Odin: And I love you, Lady Corrin.
Odin: The stars shall go dark before my devotion to you fades. Uh, I mean... I love you.
Corrin: Oh, hello, Niles. What are you up to?
Niles: Ah, Lady Corrin. What a pleasant surprise. Tell me, what do you suspect I am up to?
Corrin: Well, I can't really tell from here.
Niles: Then you should come a little closer. Don't worry, I don't bite.
Corrin: Gah! What was that for?
Niles: Sorry, I just felt like teasing you. I'm all done now. So if you are genuinely curious about what I'm doing... Please, feel free to come a little closer...
Niles: Scared of what I might do next? I don't blame you. I haven't yet earned your trust. It's smart of you to be skeptical.
Corrin: No, no... I trust you.
Niles: You do? How foolish! After all, I don't yet trust YOU.
Corrin: What?! Why not?
Niles: Because we barely know each other, milady. Trust is often borne out of a violent confrontation or traumatic experience. I suppose you must have had some kind of blessed childhood, free from worry.
Corrin: I don't remember anything of my childhood.
Niles: My apologies. Clearly a sore subject. Of all people, I should know better than to probe the secrets of a troubled history.
Corrin: What do you mean by "of all people"? What happened to you?
Niles: Oh ho! You offer nothing and expect juicy gossip in return. Sorry, child, but you'll have to do better than that.
Corrin: Niles, do you have a moment?
Niles: Still fishing for a story about my sordid past, are you?
Corrin: No, it's not that. I think because my memories are so limited... I'm always curious to hear about other people's backgrounds.
Niles: I see. You know, I do believe you are genuinely curious.
Corrin: I am. So, would you be willing to share a little bit of your past with me?
Niles: Very well. But you should know up front that it's not all lollipops and puppy dogs. Since I was a child, I've had to do a lot of unsavory things just to survive. Steal, beg, kill—just another Tuesday for li'l Niles, sadly.
Niles: Surprised? I haven't even gotten to the good stuff.
Corrin: I'm so sorry. I think I've heard enough for now. I should have known better than to pry.
Niles: Please, it's all in the past. But you should know that if we continue, there is a nonzero chance you may faint.
Corrin: I'm so sorry. You're putting on a brave face, but I can't imagine...
Niles: No. If anything, I should apologize to you. You asked so sweetly, and here I am teasing you again. My past was troubled, and I certainly suffered a great deal. But it is all in the past, and I don't mind sharing. At least, I don't mind sharing with someone whose motives are pure. As I believe yours are.
Corrin: Well, thank you. Perhaps we could chat again another time...
Niles: Certainly, Lady Corrin. Let me know when you're in the mood for another trust-building session.
Niles: Hello, Lady Corrin.
Corrin: Niles? Is something wrong?
Niles: No, of course not. I just thought I'd offer you the pleasure of my company.
Corrin: Oh. Heh! Yeah, that sounds good. It's been a while since we've chatted.
Niles: Oh? A chat? With a near-infinite array of more stimulating activities available to us?
Corrin: Do I dare ask for an example?
Niles: Oh, let's see... How about low-friction tactical grappling and strategy?
Corrin: Uh...I've never heard of that. What's involved?
Niles: Oh, it's a valuable training technique. First, we simulate the conditions of low friction by applying oil to our bodies. Then we practice various situational grappling techniques.
Corrin: Niles, that just sounds like oil wrestling. I don't think I'm ready for that.
Niles: Very well! Then I suppose we'll just have to have a VERY stimulating chat.
Corrin: Yes, that sounds good.
Corrin: ... Niles?
Niles: You know, I'm afraid I'm fresh out of stimulating topics of conversation.
Corrin: Oh...I see.
Niles: Isn't that peculiar? There's nothing I wish to discuss, and yet I approached you today. Why is that?
Corrin: I...I couldn't tell you.
Niles: Perhaps I just wanted to see that flustered look on your face again. No, that's not it... Perhaps, in a twisted sort of way... I wish to connect with you as a person.
Corrin: Heh. Niles, there's nothing twisted about that. It's normal.
Niles: Well! That's the first time anyone's ever used that word to describe me. Would you mind terribly if we try this whole "human connection" thing again later?
Corrin: Of course not. Please, be my guest.
Niles: Good day, Lady Corrin.
Corrin: Hello, Niles. How can I help you?
Niles: Well, this might seem out of character, but I was hoping we could have a serious chat.
Corrin: Oh, that doesn't sound good. Is something the matter?
Niles: Hmm. I suppose it depends. On how you respond to the topic at hand.
Corrin: All right... So, what did you want to talk about?
Niles: I was just wondering...if you believe a person can be irreparably damaged.
Corrin: You're talking about yourself. Is that how you feel about yourself?
Niles: No. But I was wondering if that's how you perceive me.
Corrin: Where is this coming from?
Niles: Do you believe a person with a broken past can build a real future?
Corrin: Well, I certainly hope so. If you'll recall, my past isn't exactly a fairy tale.
Niles: Oh, I know! So given two people with equally complex histories... What do you think would happen if they joined to create a new future together? As a married couple.
Corrin: A married couple?!
Niles: Yes. I've done a lot of thinking about this. You and I have so much in common. You're the first person I've ever met who has shown genuine empathy for me. And I don't believe that's a coincidence.
Corrin: This is a lot to take in.
Niles: Do you think you could marry me? I want you to take this ring.
Niles: You seem hesitant. Very well, I was aware that my chances were slim...
Corrin: You speak too soon, Niles.
Corrin: In truth, I've become fascinated with you. You've overcome so much. Our past is out of our control and irrelevant. You've shown me how to move forward. So...yes. I will marry you.
Niles: Ah, I knew I was right about you. How splendid! Well, now that the boring, sappy part is out of the way... We don't have to act so reserved.
Corrin: Wait, this is your "reserved"?
Niles: Oh ho! You haven't seen anything yet.
Niles: Do you have any idea what you're getting into? I sure hope not...
Nyx: *sigh* It's not here either. I was sure I'd find it here...
Corrin: What's wrong, Nyx? You look upset.
Nyx: Corrin...it's not important.
Corrin: It looks important enough to you. If there's any way I can help, just tell me.
Nyx: That's very kind of you. But if you really want to help, you can mind your business and stay out of my problems.
Corrin: Ah, er...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to pry.
Nyx: No harm done. You're young enough that I expect you can't help it.
Corrin: Me? Young? Unless I miss my guess, I'm clearly older than you.
Nyx: Are you through speaking?
Nyx: ...Perhaps I was too harsh. I know your intentions were good. But when a LADY has a secret to keep, don't go digging for answers. Be mindful of that in the future.
Nyx: Good. Now go.
Nyx: Nothing! How does this volume not contain what I'm looking for...?
Corrin: What ARE you looking for, exactly?
Nyx: Corrin...didn't I tell you not to pry into a lady's secrets?
Corrin: Yes, I remember something like that. But you can't expect me to turn a blind eye to a friend in need.
Nyx: A friend, hm?
Corrin: If you still insist that I leave, then I will.
Nyx: Hmhm... Ah, to be young again.
Nyx: Since you insist, I'll tell you. I'm searching for an artifact mirror. It's an ancient, sacred treasure, imbued with the power of the gods. It's rumored to reflect only the truth. And that's all I'll say about it.
Corrin: See, that wasn't so hard. You'll be the first to know if I come across any mystic-looking mirrors. On a different subject, though...
Corrin: You keep implying that I'm younger than you. But you seem to still be in your adolescence, at most.
Nyx: ... So you don't know.
Corrin: Know what?
Nyx: *sigh* I suppose you're bound to find out sooner or later. I may look young, but in truth, I'm much older than you.
Nyx: As a result of a serious error I made in my youth, I'm stuck in this form. I haven't physically aged in many years, but mentally I'm quite old. If only I could see my true form...
Corrin: Oh, I see now.
Nyx: Yes. That's why I seek the artifact mirror. It alone can show me what I'm meant to look like at this age. Now you understand?
Corrin: Y-yes, that explains a lot. Thank you for sharing, Nyx.
Nyx: Nayah hortek tumlah turlah escheh... Haa!
Corrin: Nyx! What is this?! Are you casting a spell on yourself?!
Nyx: There's no harm in it. Try as I might, I can't find the artifact mirror. So I thought I'd try to break the curse directly.
Corrin: The curse?
Nyx: Yes. Do you remember how I told you that I stopped aging physically long ago? It is because I was cursed.
Corrin: I see. How did this happen?
Nyx: I showed a gift for magic at a young age. I was known by many as a prodigy. Such was my downfall. I became carried away in my inexperience and lost control of my magic. It backfired, and I have been stuck in this form since.
Corrin: I never knew of this...
Nyx: But while my body stopped changing, my mind and soul grew older. I was no longer seen as a prodigy but as a monster. And I don't blame those who saw me that way. That's what I am.
Corrin: No, you aren't! I've never thought of you that way.
Corrin: Not once! If I thought you were a monster, we wouldn't be having this conversation.
Nyx: ...I suppose not.
Corrin: You're an important member of our force. And you've only become more so as I get to know you better.
Nyx: Corrin, I...
Corrin: I'm glad you opened up to me. I'm thrilled to finally get to know you better. I've been searching for that artifact mirror, too, but... Details have been hard to come by. Still, I'll keep trying!
Nyx: Thank you. But even if you don't find the mirror, I think I'll be all right. It's enough to know someone cares sufficiently that they'd make the effort.
Corrin: That's true... But even so, it would be better to find it, wouldn't you say? I won't give up. Just give me some time and have faith.
Nyx: Very well. I'll keep my expectations low, but who knows? You're so young...so ambitious, and so fearless. Though I am your elder, who's to say you're not the more mature of us?
Camilla: Corrin! I've been looking all over for you.
Corrin: Camilla? Is something wrong?
Camilla: No, no, of course not. Now, I'll just sit down first, and...I'm all ready!
Corrin: This again?
Camilla: That's right—it's time for you to rest your pretty little head in my lap. Would you like a lullaby as well? I know how hard it is to fall asleep sometimes.
Corrin: Camilla, it's been YEARS since I've done that.
Camilla: Are you sure? It seems like yesterday to me. I could just sit and stare at your precious sleeping face for hours. C'mon! I promise I won't kiss your cheeks while you're sleeping. Oh, who am I kidding? I can't promise that!
Corrin: Camilla... I'm not a child anymore.
Corrin: So...our relationship has to evolve. You don't need to cuddle me to sleep anymore.
Camilla: I don't see why not!
Corrin: Look, it's normal for sisters to be close to one another... But this is something else altogether.
Camilla: So you're worried about what people will think, is that it?
Corrin: Well, yes! I'm not a child anymore, and I need to be taken seriously!
Camilla: D'awww, you're all growed up. I'm so proud of you, my sweet little sister.
Corrin: Are you even listening to me?
Camilla: Ah, there you are, Corrin.
Corrin: Hello, Camilla. I suppose it's my nap time?
Camilla: Of course not. I've come to my senses. I know I oughtn't treat you as a child.
Corrin: Do you mean that? My message finally got through?
Camilla: Certainly. Going forward, I will treat you as the adult sister you have become. Now then, I was thinking we deserve a small break from all this action. Shall we pop off to the local hot springs for a spell? Do a bit of a "spa fortnight," as I like to call it?
Camilla: What do you mean, what? It's just a little soaking and relaxing, dear. Don't two sisters deserve a little extra time to bond?
Corrin: Of course, but... How do you think it would look to the others? I can't let my friends fight and die while I'm off soaking in a tub!
Camilla: And basking in the rejuvenative powers of daily facial peels! One mustn't forget the facial peels.
Corrin: I'm sorry, Camilla, but I can't get away for something like that right now.
Camilla: Oh, I suppose not. It's just that I feel terrible about your wretched past. Being locked away for so long...unable to go shopping or stroll the gardens. Let alone experience life's simplest pleasures! Like running madly through a springtime meadow...or splashing in the ocean. Father didn't allow that sort of thing, did he.
Camilla: Don't you see how hard it was on me? Not to be able to do anything for my poor little sister?
Corrin: Camilla, please don't cry.
Camilla: You're right, I'm being ridiculous. Letting my emotions overtake me like that. Just give me a moment...
Corrin: Of course.
Camilla: ...to pack both of our bags! Now, would you like to bring one bathing suit or two?
Corrin: Two, of course. Wait, what am I saying?
Corrin: Camilla, can we chat for a minute?
Camilla: Of course, my silly little Corrin! I mean...of course, Corrin. Is everything all right? You seemed so distressed the other day. And then you just ran off...
Corrin: I know. I just needed some time to think.
Camilla: Time to think?
Corrin: Yes. Sometimes you come on so strong, and my first reaction is to run and hide. But...I realized that that's pretty childish.
Corrin: I mean, here I am trying to get you to treat me as an adult... But I'm acting like a spoiled brat. I do need to work harder at empathizing with others. I know that your intentions are pure. And I appreciate how much you care for me. So...I'd like to spend more time with you. I promise I won't run away again.
Camilla: Awwww... *sob*
Camilla: My little Corrin is growing up right before my eyes. So, where should we go first? There's a whole world out there to explore!
Corrin: Well, I thought you might have some ideas about that.
Camilla: Oh, I most certainly do! Look at this map.
Corrin: Did...did you just pull that out of your bra?
Camilla: Where else would I keep it? Now, let's see... Ah, yes. See all these circles?
Corrin: Yes... Is this a map of all of Nohr?
Camilla: Indeed. Oh, I've been planning this for ages! Now, each circle represents a place I've dreamed of visiting with you.
Corrin: I don't know what to say...
Camilla: First on the list is this field of flowers here. It's absolutely sublime—a living work of art. This circle is a cavern filled with sparkling crystals and mysterious rock formations. And, last but not least, a secluded hot spring not far from our current location...
Camilla: Yes, I want more than anything to go together.
Corrin: Camilla, you meant for us to visit this hot spring from the very beginning, didn't you?
Camilla: Don't be ridiculous. It just so happens that it's a natural wonder.
Corrin: And it has nothing to do with the—what did you call it? Facial peel?
Camilla: Oh, well as long as we're there, we might as well TRY one...or two...
Corrin: Well...let me think about it. OK?
Camilla: Oh, certainly! I can wait. I mean, I've already been waiting for years. Take your time, sister. This will be like the blink of an eye.
Corrin: First things first... They don't actually peel your face off, do they?
Selena: Grr! Where did it go? Why am I the most cursed person in the entire world? Ughhh!
Corrin: Selena? I heard shouting... Is everything OK?
Selena: Um, obviously not! I can't find my yukata!
Corrin: Oh no! Wait, what's a yukata?
Selena: You don't even know what a yukata is? Well, for your information, it's a super- cute dress-type thing from Hoshido.
Corrin: Oh. But aren't you from Nohr?
Selena: What does that have to do with it? And who said I was from Nohr?
Corrin: Sorry, I'm confused—
Selena: Why does it matter where I'm from? I can wear whatever I want.
Corrin: No argument here. If the dress fits...
Selena: Well OF COURSE it fits—I looked fabulous! But now I CAN'T FIND IT.
Corrin: No need to shout... I'm sure it's around here somewhere...
Selena: Don't you know anything? I was fishing for a compliment there. Jeez!
Corrin: I'm sorry?
Selena: Whatever. Are you going to help me find my yukata or not?
Corrin: Well, it doesn't sound like I have a choice.
Selena: Not if you want to remain my third-best friend, missy. Now, c'mon, let's find that thing!
Corrin: OK, sounds good. Wait, THIRD best? Who are numbers one and—?
Selena: Oh, don't you worry your pretty little head off about them.
Selena: Hey, Corrin! Didja find my yukata yet?
Corrin: Sorry, I haven't. But, to be honest, after we spent so much time looking the other day... I sort of assumed it was gone forever. So I haven't been looking very hard.
Selena: Ugh! You give up too easily.
Corrin: Well, I did look all around the castle, and I asked a few people about it.
Selena: Well, you feel that you tried your best. I guess that's good enough for some people.
Selena: You're sighing? It's like you don't even WANT to find my yukata.
Corrin: Selena, I would truly like to help you find it, if only for my own personal relief. Maybe you could tell me a bit more about the garment...
Selena: All right... It's burgundy with a tiny cherry blossom pattern. It's the same color my mother used to wear a lot. But it probably looked better on her, of course...
Corrin: Why would you say that?
Selena: Well, she was perfect and she had perfect taste. Kinda hard to live up to that. Not that I don't come pretty darn close!
Corrin: She "was" perfect? Did she pass away?
Selena: Yeah, but whatever. I'm over it. Anyway, we're talking about my yukata here. You got the details memorized?
Corrin: Er, yes. Burgundy with cherry blossoms. Oh, one other thing. What size was it?
Selena: What SIZE?
Corrin: Er, yes?
Selena: That's kind of personal, don't you think? What if I asked you what color of underwear you were wearing, huh?
Selena: Oh, great. Now you're probably thinking about MY underwear. You're so nosy, you know that?
Corrin: Selena, please listen! I wasn't thinking anything like that! I just want to help you find your yukata. I thought it might be helpful to know the size.
Selena: All right, fine. It's a regular size yukata. Not large, not small. REGULAR. Got it?
Corrin: Regular-sized. Got it.
Selena: Now, are you done interrogating me? Will you hurry up and start searching?
Corrin: Yes, I will be glad to take my leave of you at this point.
Selena: Wait, what do you mean by THAT?
Selena: Hey, Corrin! Did you find my yukata yet or what?
Selena: *sigh* Don't bother answering. I can tell by the look on your face. Whatever. It doesn't matter anymore.
Corrin: What do you mean?
Selena: I mean...we've both looked all over for the darn thing, and it's just gone. I'm sorry I wasted your time. I know you've got a lot of important stuff going on.
Selena: Just so we're clear, I'm not grateful.
Corrin: Well, I'm glad you could clear that up.
Selena: I guess I'll just have to make a new yukata. It'll probably be challenging, but with my level of talent, I'm sure it will turn out.
Corrin: I think that's a good idea, Selena. Camilla is always saying how talented you are.
Selena: She...she is? I mean... Of course she is. By the way, what's your size?
Corrin: My size? You got so upset when I asked about your size the other day.
Selena: Ughhh. This is for a gift so it's TOTALLY DIFFERENT, duh.
Corrin: Fair enough. I was just teasing! But you don't need to get me a gift.
Selena: Well don't worry. It's not like it's a good gift or anything. I just thought that if I had some leftover scraps of material... Maybe, if I had time, I could sew them together into a yukata for you. Whatever! I probably won't have enough material or I'll forget or something.
Corrin: I see. Well, it's the thought that counts.
Selena: Great. So now we just need to go find some cute fabric. Ready to go?
Selena: What do you mean, "um"? Are you ready or not? Most people would BEG for a chance to go shopping with me.
Corrin: I'm sure I'll be begging for something by the end of the trip...
Selena: Ha, ha. C'mon, let's go! This is going to be fun. Hurry up!
Corrin: And there she goes. Wait, I never told her what size I am!
Corrin: Hello, Beruka. What are you up to?
Beruka: It is obvious. I'm repairing my weapon.
Corrin: Oh. Right. I suppose that is obvious. You know, I very much admire the care with which you treat your weapons. Which reminds me—the other day, when I saw you on the battlefield—
Beruka: State your business. Quickly.
Corrin: Huh? I don't really have any "business." I just thought it would be nice to chat.
Corrin: Do I need a reason?
Beruka: If you do not have business, do not speak to me.
Corrin: Beruka... Very well. I'm sorry for bothering you.
Beruka: Thank you. I do not see why people so enjoy such meaningless chatter. Do you?
Corrin: Well...I guess I'd say it's because people want to get to know one another. Even now, I feel I've gotten to know you just a little bit better.
Beruka: Why do you feel the need to get to know me?
Corrin: Because I'd like for us to be friends.
Corrin: I...ah...I don't know. It sounds nice?
Beruka: You are strange. May I resume my task now?
Corrin: S-sure. Sorry to bother you. Maybe we can talk about this some other time...
Corrin: Working on your weapon again, Beruka?
Beruka: You again. I suppose this is good timing. I need to discuss something with you.
Corrin: Really? You want to talk with me? About what?
Beruka: Our conversation the other day confirmed my hatred of conversations. What benefit is thee in getting to know one another?
Corrin: As I said before, it's because I would like for us to be friends.
Beruka: Friends? Hmph. I will make this quick. These are things people have said about me: "Beruka is a monster. She does not feel. She is barely human." "Beruka is a peerless assassin. And there is a reason for that." "She's a puppet. A sad, murderous little tool with no will of her own."
Beruka: Do you understand what kind of person I am now?
Beruka: I had a mentor who taught me how to kill. I returned that generosity with violence. My mentor died by my hand. I did not hesitate for even a moment.
Corrin: What? Why would you do such a thing?
Beruka: Why? What a foolish question. I was ordered to. Nothing more, nothing less.
Beruka: I hope this has been enlightening. No good will come of "getting to know me" better. Now, excuse me. Milady.
Beruka: What are you doing here?
Corrin: Just came by to chat.
Beruka: Even after our last conversation? You are strange.
Corrin: Yep! That's me!
Beruka: So? What is it this time?
Corrin: Hm. Let's see... How about we talk about your family?
Beruka: My family? I don't remember them.
Corrin: Why not?
Beruka: I was abandoned before I was old enough to retain any memories. I don't even know who they were.
Corrin: I'm sorry. It sounds like I hit on a sensitive subject.
Beruka: Don't worry about it. It is what it is. I cannot blame them. They were neither good nor bad. Few in the slums even believed in such concepts. A man who was kind enough to give me bread was also a murderer. Was he "good"? Was he "evil"? Neither. He fed me. He killed. That is all. In the same way, my parents left me. In the same way, I kill. That is all.
Corrin: I see...
Beruka: Are we done? This conversation has been pointless. Continuing it would only be more pointless.
Corrin: I disagree. You're an important ally, and I am grateful I've gotten to learn more about you.
Beruka: Ally? You think me an ally?
Corrin: Yes. Why wouldn't I?
Beruka: I told you I killed my mentor, correct? If given the order, I might kill you as quickly.
Corrin: Ha. Bring it on! I'll take you on with all I've got.
Beruka: You think you could defeat me?
Corrin: I don't know. But at the very least, I'd certainly make you work for it.
Beruka: ...Heh. You really are a strange one. But you're all right.
Laslow: Aha! If it isn't the lovely Lady Corrin. I caught you, you incorrigible flirt!
Laslow: Were you not eyeing me just now? Perhaps admiring my flawless smile or my manly bearing?
Corrin: What? No, I was just walking by.
Laslow: Oh. Are you sure? How peculiar. I could have sworn I felt someone staring at me.
Corrin: Be that as it may, it wasn't me.
Laslow: Perhaps I was mistaken. My apologies, your beautifulness. Never wanted to hurl false accusations at such a vision of loveliness as yourself. Truth be told, I'm happy you weren't staring. It makes me uncomfortable. Anyways! Since we're both here, perhaps milady would like to join me for some tea?
Corrin: Ah...I guess I have time. Sure.
Laslow: You do?! You mean you accept? This is so unexpected! I'm not sure how to react. (Breathe, Laslow! Breathe!)
Corrin: ...On second thought, I think I'm busy. I have to...um, do...stuff. Royal stuff.
Laslow: Ah, there it is. Rejection, my dear old friend…
Corrin: You poor thing. ...Now, if you don't mind, I'll be on my way. Bye!
Laslow: Hey! Not so fast! Life is full of twists and turns and unexpected happenings! We should approach each day as if it were our last, as for all we know it will be! Just think, tomorrow I could be spirited away—or worse! What if you never have an opportunity to see me again? Would you not give anything to then apologize for how you treated me? Perhaps...over a cup of tea?
Laslow: Yeesh. Tough crowd. Very well, then. I relent. For now! 'Til our paths cross again, milady!
Corrin: Phew. He's quite the character, isn't he?
Laslow: We meet again!
Corrin: Hello, Laslow.
Laslow: We really must quit meeting like this! Unless... Perhaps it's fate? Yes, I hear it now! The very stars whisper our names, my sweet!
Corrin: Must you do this every time? We see each other every day.
Laslow: Hm. I suppose you've a point. But I prefer to treat each meeting as if it were special. Because it is! We will never meet precisely the same way at the same time again. I think we should treasure every moment of our lives as much as most do gems.
Corrin: I see. Quite the romantic, aren't you?
Laslow: But of course! Speaking of which, I have a gift for you, milady.
Corrin: Oh. What is it?
Laslow: It's a special salve with unique restorative powers.
Corrin: Really? Wow! Thank you so much! It looks expensive. Are you sure I can have it?
Laslow: Of course! I only ask you remember this fateful crossing whenever you use it.
Corrin: I will. You know, there really is something beautiful about your point of view. Maybe I should try harder to treasure every moment.
Laslow: I'm delighted to hear you're coming around! After all, no one knows where their friends may disappear to next. Life is more fragile than most of us ever imagine...One moment, a friend is standing beside you, smiling. And the next, they're gone. And you realize that you will never see them again.
Laslow: Hm? Oh! Haha. Silly me. My apologies, milady. All this is just to say you never know—you know? It's as true for me as for anyone else. I won't always be around, after all.
Corrin: Huh? Are you planning on going somewhere?
Laslow: Maybe. Maybe not. For the moment, however, I am thinking of visiting some of the fine shops in town. Would you care to join me, Lady Corrin?
Corrin: I suppose I have—Oh. I see what you're doing. You can't trick me that easily! I think I'll pass. Thanks.
Laslow: You wound me, milady. I assure you, I had only the most innocent intentions! But, in all seriousness, we should always remember that we are soldiers. At war. There's no guarantee that we will meet again with smiles on our faces.
Laslow: So won't you please reconsider? I value our time together very much.
Laslow: Yes, my dove?
Corrin: How many women have you used these same lines on today?
Laslow: You would be the eighth, milady.
Corrin: I'm sure you'll have a fine trip into town alone.
Laslow: Ah... And just like that, history repeats itself. Oh well...Then I only pray we shall meet again! Until next time, milady.
Corrin: Heehee. Farewell then, Laslow.
Laslow: Lady Corrin, you grace me with your presence once again.
Corrin: Hello, Laslow. Laslow: Do you think you could find it in your heart to join me for tea now? Corrin: Yes, I believe I can. Laslow: Dohoho! Rejected again! Ah, well, another day anoth—Er, wait. You mean you will?! Corrin: Yes. We never know when next we'll meet, do we? And perhaps next time you won't offer me an invitation.
Laslow: I suppose that's technically possible…
Corrin: I've spent a lot of time thinking about what you said before. Every meeting is a once-in-a-lifetime encounter, right? And now that I've come to see things this way, it would be silly of me to reject you.
Laslow: Thank you, Lady Corrin.
Corrin: But it does make me a little more scared to say good-bye to people than I used to be. When every good-bye could be your last, it becomes much harder to let go. I never thought about it much before, but now it's always on my mind.
Laslow: Milady, if I may be frank, I feel that parting is a deeply sorrowful thing. If it were up to me, I'd never have to say farewell to anyone. I've had to do that far too much in my life...But it is not up to me. It's a part of life. And life cares little for our feelings. So it is, I suppose, as important to learn to let go as it is to cherish every moment.
Corrin: I agree.
Laslow: And besides! The sorrow of parting makes reunion all the sweeter, does it not? And saying good-bye to one person usually means saying hello to another. If I had not said good-bye to many people I loved, I'd never have met you, for example. I am truly grateful I was able to make your acquaintance, Lady Corrin.
Corrin: I'm glad I was able to meet you as well, Laslow. I'm sure all of the others feel the same.
Laslow: Thank you. Now! Enough of this dreary philosophizing. Shall we treat ourselves to tea now?
Corrin: Of course! After you, good sir.
Corrin: Hello, Laslow.
Laslow: Lady Corrin. We meet again. Well, this puts me on the spot. What should I do now?
Corrin: Is something wrong?
Laslow: It hurts, is all. It hurts so much, I feel my chest will burst. If only our paths would never cross again...
Corrin: What? Are you angry with me? Did I do something to hurt you at tea?
Laslow: No... You haven't done a single thing wrong, milady. Our teatime was amazing. A revelation, even. My heart can't help but dance when you are by my side. But it also cries in pain at the same time.
Corrin: Why?! What's wrong?
Laslow: I'm terribly sorry. But I believe I've fallen in love with you, Lady Corrin.
Corrin: Y-you're joking!
Laslow: Would that I were, love. But lately I find myself staying up all night thinking of you. I wish I could just turn my feelings off, but I cannot. Nor can I ignore them. It was all I could do to just keep from telling you until now.
Corrin: I never imagined—
Laslow: But I did, milady. I imagined we would spend a long and happy life together. But I know it is a foolish dream.
Corrin: Why do you say that?
Laslow: Because meeting requires parting. And one day I would have to part from you. No matter how much I wish otherwise, when this war is over, we too shall...Well, anyways.
Corrin: Laslow, if I were to go somewhere far away, what would you do?
Laslow: I'd feel incredibly lonely without you.
Corrin: Is that all? You wouldn't try to come with me?
Laslow: Of course I would! Say the word, and I will follow you anywhere!
Corrin: Perfect. Then you will understand when I say that I would do the same for you. So if you must leave when this war ends...it doesn't matter. Wherever you go, I will go also. After all...I love you.
Laslow: Lady Corrin! Thank you. You've no idea how much it means to me to hear you say that.
Corrin: Now, no more talk about us parting, all right?
Laslow: Of course. We will always be together from here on out. I hope you're ready for that.
Corrin: As long as you're ready to give up flirting with other girls.
Laslow: Will you accept this ring?
Corrin: Of course! What a beautiful blue stone. I'll wear it always. Thank you. I suppose the next thing to do is go talk with Xander.
Corrin: What do you mean, "huh"? If we're going to be wed, my brother must be told.
Laslow: I suppose you're right. Oh gods, what am I going to do? Lord Xander is going to kill me.
Corrin: Don't worry. He won't kill you. Probably.
Laslow: *sigh* The things one does for love...This reminds me though. Lady Corrin, I have a request. There are some people I'd like for you to meet as well. People from a place I once called home. They'll love you. I know it. I want more than anything to laugh and smile with them once more…
Corrin: I'm sorry, I didn't catch that. Where did you say they were?
Laslow: Never mind. It's not important right now! We'll talk about it some other time, though. I promise.
Laslow: I love you, and only you. Your smiles makes life worth living. I promise to keep you safe... and I swear, I'll stay by your side, always.
Peri: *sniff* *sniff* Waaaaah…
Corrin: Peri? What's wrong? Why are you here crying by yourself?
Peri: Lady Corrin... I uh...*sniff*... Waaaaaaah!
Corrin: It's hard to understand you while you're sobbing so hard. Can you tell me what happened?
Peri: Don't wanna...
Corrin: Why not?
Peri: Because...because you'll say the same thing as they all did... I'm gonna kill 'em.
Corrin: Um, what?
Peri: All the ones who made me cry! They're dead meat!
Corrin: H-hey, we all get mad sometimes, but...
Peri: No joke, I'm really gonna slaughter them all!
Corrin: (Whatever happened must have been serious... She's incoherent with rage.) (I'd better stay with her until she calms down...)
Peri: Urgh...*sniffle*... Waaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Peri: Urgh...*sniffle* *sob* Waaaaaaah!
Corrin: Peri, are you crying again? Won't you please tell me what's upsetting you so much?
Peri: ...Why do you care?
Corrin: Why? Well, because we're allies.
Peri: Allies... Lord Xander said it's important to have those. In that case, I guess it's safe to tell you.
Corrin: I'm honored that you'd confide in me.
Peri: I'm sad because everyone looks at me like I'm weird.
Peri: Yeah. But of course I'm different! I come from a really noble family.
Corrin: You're the daughter of nobility? No one mentioned that.
Peri: Well, now you know! At home, they called me Lady Peri, and I had servants waiting on me hand and foot. They all loved me, even when I killed a few of them.
Corrin: B-back up there. You killed your own servants?
Peri: Uh-huh. I was bored, so I picked up my sword, and TWHACK! I took a blood bath in the spray that came out! It's good for your skin, you know.
Corrin: E-eep... You...answer to Xander, yes?
Peri: I do! Me and Laslow are Lord Xander's top retainers. Lord Xander's great because he gives me lots of chances to bathe.
Corrin: (What was he thinking?!)
Peri: Did you say something?
Corrin: Me? No!
Peri: Lord Xander doesn't look at me weird, but everyone else sure does. Every soldier at the castle kept their distance from me.
Corrin: Do tell...
Peri: Some allies they were! They looked at me funny, and now they have to die!
Corrin: Th-there's no punishment you go to first before killing them? (Who have I let into my army?! I can't let her go killing people willy-nilly...!)
Peri: Thanks for listening. I feel a lot better! Here, you can have this in return. I baked it myself!
Corrin: A hidden talent, eh? Sure, I'll try it. Thank you very much, Peri.
Peri: You're very welcome!
Peri: Oh! Lady Corrin!
Corrin: No tears today, Peri? That's encouraging.
Peri: I know! People still look at me funny... But now they all want to try my snacks!
Corrin: I'm glad for you.
Peri: I know what you did for me. You talked to them all and told them how good my snacks are.
Corrin: Guilty as charged. I really did enjoy it, though!
Peri: Thanks, Lady Corrin!
Corrin: It probably helped that I omitted the part about you killing your servants...
Peri: Sorry, I didn't catch that.
Corrin: Oh, er, I was just reviewing my agenda for the rest of the day.
Peri: What a great day! I'm going to keep churning out treats for everybody. Especially for you, Lady Corrin!
Corrin: For me?
Peri: Yup! I like being your ally. You were nice to me, so I'll be nice to you. Like when you listened to my problems.
Corrin: You're very welcome, Peri. I'm really pleased to see this outpouring of goodwill from you. I can see now why Xander chose you as his retainer.
Peri: Oh yeah?
Corrin: Yes. And I don't think it was entirely because of your bloodlust. Xander saw the kindness in you, and that's why he wanted you in his company. I want to make sure I recognize and reward kindness, just as he did.
Peri: Thanks, Lady Corrin. I hope you'll be kind to me, too. We'll be spending lots of time together!
Corrin: I'm looking forward to it.
Corrin: (Gods...that's Benny. I've walked right into his path...) (Don't make eye contact...don't make eye contact...) (Blast! Too late...) *ahem* Hello, Benny.
Benny: Good day, Lady Corrin.
Corrin: I'm terribly sorry to disturb you like this. But...er...what are you working on?
Benny: Oh, I'm crafting good-luck charms.
Corrin: Is...is that so? Well, again, I'm so sorry to have bothered you.
Benny: You're not bothering me. Did you need something?
Corrin: Well, now that you mention it... Have you ever defeated an army of 10,000 soldiers all by yourself? It seems unlikely, but...
Benny: What?! Who told you that?
Corrin: I'm sorry! Please don't hurt me!
Benny: Why would I hurt you? Anyway, the answer is no.
Corrin: I also heard that you once tossed a man so far into the sky that he never came down.
Benny: That is true.
Corrin: What?! Really?!
Benny: No. Of course not.
Corrin: I'm sorry for asking. Please, don't destroy anything!
Benny: What would I destroy? Anyway, I'm not mad.
Benny: Are you surprised?
Corrin: A bit, yes. I've just heard so many crazy things about you...
Corrin: Oh, now I've done it! Aaaauuugh!
Benny: How odd.
Corrin: Hello, Benny. Do you have a moment? I feel I must apologize...
Benny: It's OK. Happens all the time.
Corrin: Is that so? Well, that makes me feel even worse.
Benny: Please, don't. I know that my appearance can be off-putting. And for some reason, the stories about me spread like wildfire.
Corrin: Well, to be fair, they are good stories.
Benny: Oh? What's the latest you've heard?
Corrin: That...that you blew on a volcano to stop it from erupting...
Corrin: That you forged an axe with your bare hands...
Corrin: That you punched a bear in the face...
Benny: I would never! Who's been spreading that slander about me?!
Benny: Anyway, I'm sorry that I don't really live up to my reputation.
Corrin: Benny, please don't apologize. I think I'd like to learn more about who you really are, if that's all right.
Corrin: Did I say something wrong?
Benny: No, I'm just surprised. You're the first person to express that kind of interest in me.
Corrin: Well, that's a shame. Because you seem like a nice guy.
Benny: Ha. I suppose I am. Thanks for not being scared of me, Lady Corrin.
Corrin: Oh, hey, Benny! I didn't expect to see anyone out here. Er...what exactly are you doing?
Benny: Hello, Corrin. I'm just feeding some of the forest animals.
Corrin: Ah. That's so kind of you. I can't believe that wild animals would let you get so close, though... You're practically petting that squirrel!
Benny: Who, Charles here? He's one of my friends. He'll let me pet him anytime. See? I've always been able to relate to these animals better than humans.
Corrin: Aww. That's cute. But also kind of sad...
Benny: Is that sad? Me liking animals?
Corrin: Well, I guess if you're not sad about it...then it's not sad. Honestly, Benny, I just can't believe the reputation you've acquired. It doesn't fit your real personality at all.
Benny: I suppose the tales have taken on a life of their own. Anyway, I'm glad I ran into you. Here, take this.
Corrin: What is it?
Benny: Consider it a...good-luck charm.
Corrin: Did you make this yourself? Why give it to me?
Benny: I just... I don't want you to die. And maybe this can help you stay safe on the battlefield.
Corrin: Well...that's pretty morbid. But also quite thoughtful. Thank you, Benny.
Benny: It's nothing...
Corrin: No, it's not. You made this by hand...for me! I'll treasure it always.
Benny: I'm glad to hear that.
Corrin: I just want to see you come out of your shell a little bit, Benny. You might not be the smoothest talker around, but you're kind and generous. People shouldn't be afraid of you.
Benny: Well, I don't know about that... But I'm glad that you're not afraid of me anymore, Lady Corrin.
Corrin: Me too...
Benny: Hello, Lady Corrin...
Corrin: Hi, Benny! Is...is something the matter?
Benny: Uh...no. Can we just talk for a bit?
Corrin: Of course. What's going on?
Benny: I've just got something to say.
Corrin: I believe that's been established at this point... Would you care to elaborate?
Corrin: I see. Fascinating.
Benny: I...I want to protect you, Lady Corrin.
Corrin: Oh. Is that it? I was hoping for something...more...
Benny: I don't think you understand. I really want to protect you.
Corrin: Er, yes.
Benny: Ugh... I'm having a hard time saying exactly what I want to say...
Corrin: Benny? Just come out and say it. There's nothing to be afraid of.
Benny: Oh. I almost forgot. This might make things easier. Here, take it.
Corrin: Oh my gosh...a wedding ring! Benny!
Benny: Do you understand now? What do you think?
Corrin: ... What do I think about what? I'm going to need to hear an actual question.
Benny: I see. So, that's your answer?
Corrin: No, please, don't misunderstand. I just need to hear the actual words, Benny. Please. It's important.
Benny: You're right. Ahem. Corrin... Will you, uh... Will you marry me?
Corrin: I will, Benny!
Benny: You mean it? You'll actually marry me?
Corrin: Benny...I've been hoping that things were heading in this direction since we met.
Benny: You weren't afraid?
Corrin: Oh, I was afraid. But after a minute or two, I could begin to see the real Benny. And after a few minutes more, I began to fall in love with him.
Benny: Well! I'm glad you gave me a chance. I love you too, Corrin.
Benny: The only thing that scares me... is how much I love you.
Charlotte: Oh! Lady Corrin! I've finally found you!
Corrin: Hello, Charlotte. Was there something you needed?
Charlotte: Nothing for me, no. But for you, milady... For you I have made a wonderful lunch! I hope you haven't eaten yet...
Corrin: I haven't, no. That's very thoughtful of you, Charlotte.
Charlotte: It is, isn't it? I was back in my tent, thinking about how you're always fighting on the front lines... It seemed to me like a nice lunch might be exactly what you'd need!
Corrin: Thank you very much.
Charlotte: Could you...take a quick look at it, before you eat it? I just want to be sure that there is nothing in it that isn't to your liking. If there is, I'll throw it out and make you a whole new meal!
Corrin: I'm sure that won't be the case, but if it makes you feel better... ... Just as I said, it looks perfect.
Charlotte: Really? I'm so happy to hear that! I poured my heart and soul into making this lunch for you, Lady Corrin. I started thinking about what I would make for you last night, and before I knew it... The sun had risen! Teehee! Anyway, I hope you enjoy it!
Corrin: *munch* *munch* Wow! This is fantastic, Charlotte! The way you've mixed the flavors is perfect!
Charlotte: Truly? I'm so glad to hear that! It makes all the effort worth it. *sniffle* Oh dear... Please excuse me, milady. I seem to be overwhelmed with gratitude... I must step away, or I'll make an absolute fool of myself.
Corrin: Of course, Charlotte. Thanks again.
Charlotte: Wait, am I reading this right? THIS is how much we're getting paid?! What kind of... We're out there risking our lives, and this is all we get?! What kind of fools do they think we are? This is disgusting! Insulting! And...and... RAWR!
Corrin: Um... Hey, Charlotte...
Charlotte: !! O-oh my! Lady Corrin! Tee...hee...hee... What are you doing here?
Corrin: I just came by to return your lovely lunch box... Did I come by at a bad time?
Charlotte: No! Not at all! And that's so nice of you. Aww, you even washed it for me!
Corrin: No problem... Hey, this may sound rude, but you...are Charlotte, right?
Charlotte: What? Of course I am!
Corrin: But...you just punched that tree so hard it fell over. With your bare hands, too.
Charlotte: Punching? Me? Never! You must be mistaken.
Charlotte: All that happened was I reached out...with my fist...to lean on the tree. Then there was a huge gust of wind! THAT'S what must have toppled the tree. Teehee, it just made me look freakishly strong is all!
Corrin: A gust of wind? I didn't feel any wind...
Charlotte: ... Damn it!
Corrin: Hey, Charlotte, wait! That was so strange. It was like she was two different people... Hrm? It looks like she dropped something here. Is this...
Corrin: Charlotte, there you are! I've been looking all over for you.
Charlotte: Hrmph, what do you need, Lady Corrin? I'm kind of occupied. By the way, this is how I normally am. Shocking, I know.
Corrin: It is a little surprising, yes...
Charlotte: It really shouldn't be, though. Aren't all women like this? I mean, putting on an act in order to earn favor with others? It's exhausting, and it's nice to be able to drop it once in a while.
Corrin: Does this mean that you've given up putting on your act?
Charlotte: Ha! As if. Just because I've dropped the act with you doesn't mean I'm telling everyone. You're not the only person I was trying to butter up to get to like me. But I suppose there's no harm in being myself around you all the time. You're not going to judge me for acting, are you?
Corrin: Not at all. It's just surprising is all. I had no idea, to be honest. But I'd rather talk to the real Charlotte instead of the girl you pretend to be.
Charlotte: Really? Wow...
Corrin: Anyway, that's not why I came by today. I just wanted to return your lunch box. You left in such a hurry before, you forgot it. That really was one of the best lunches I have ever eaten.
Charlotte: I... Thank you, Lady Corrin. It's wonderful to hear that...
Corrin: I'm glad to say it. It really was a treat. Also, I wanted to return this to you. You left it behind as well. It looked important, so...
Charlotte: Is that... Ahhh! Give it here! ... It's...for sending money...
Corrin: You mail money? Who do you send it to?
Charlotte: My parents. It may be surprising to learn, but I actually care deeply about them. Growing up, we never had much, but they always made sure I knew they loved me. Ever since I left home, I've made sure to send them money whenever I can. ...I can imagine you don't believe a word I'm saying though, huh?
Corrin: No, I believe you. After all, you have no reason to lie to me about this, right? When you were pretending, you seemed helpless and frail. Without that act, you seem much stronger. And also...more direct.
Charlotte: Heh. Usually people just say I seem really, really scary. In any case, I have no reason to hold back in battle now.
Corrin: That is very true. And I imagine, seeing you going all in during battle... I'll be driven to fight better, too!
Charlotte: Lady Corrin, I'll work hard to serve you in any way you need... But don't even THINK about telling anyone about the real me, OK?
Corrin: Ahaha, I promise.
Corrin: Leo, could I borrow you for a moment?
Leo: Certainly. What do you need?
Corrin: I was hoping you could help me study.
Leo: You? Wish to study? In the middle of a war? I'm happy to help, but why are you suddenly so serious about your education?
Corrin: I thought broadening my horizons might help me protect everyone... Now that we're at war, I can practice what I learn right away in a real battle.
Leo: The battlefield is not so kind, nor so simple. I'm sure you've learned that by now. Haven't you, Corrin?
Corrin: Well, yes, but...
Leo: However! I do think intellectual pursuits play a key role in keeping a mind sharp. That can make all the difference in the heat of battle. If you truly desire it, I will teach you anything you wish to know.
Corrin: Thank you, Leo!
Leo: But don't expect me to go easy on you. You know how strict I am about my studies.
Corrin: Um, I know, but maybe...you could lighten up just a little?
Leo: You ask the impossible. I will be as strict as I need to be to help your mind grow. Don't forget, you're the one who sought this out!
Corrin: I suppose that's true... I'll do whatever you ask of me without complaint.
Leo: Spoken like a model pupil. Now, let us begin!
Corrin: Leo! I finished the assignment you gave me on battle tactics.
Leo: Ah, excellent. Hand it over; I'll take a look.
Corrin: So, um...what do you think?
Leo: This is...rubbish. If you positioned your units this way, they'd all be massacred!
Corrin: What?! No way!
Leo: You're focusing too much on the enemies right in front of you. Rookie mistake. Do that, and you open the door for them to overtake you from behind. In this situation, try using a small, select group of soldiers to scout ahead. Guide them through here while keeping close watch on their formation. If you successfully reposition them like so, see how your battle options increase? You could even sneak around here and take out their commander with ease.
Corrin: Wow... That's amazing. You're so clever, Leo.
Leo: Not really. This is the most basic of the basics. Honestly, it's a miracle you've survived this long.
Corrin: Yeah...I know. I certainly couldn't have made it so far alone. *sigh*
Corrin: What's wrong, Leo?
Leo: Corrin...you know how, on the battlefield, we all look out for you? Why do you think that is?
Corrin: Probably because...I'm so new to all this.
Leo: Precisely. I'm glad you realized as much on your own. That's why Xander and Camilla have always paid more attention to you...
Corrin: Oh, Leo, I wouldn't say—
Leo: No, it's fine. The strong are always alone because no one thinks they need any help. But that's not true at all. There have been many times when I wished... that I had someone at my side, someone to help guide me through tough situations. But I'm no longer a child, and I can't get away with saying such selfish things. All I'm trying to say is that you should enjoy where you are in the growth process.
Corrin: Leo...I'm so sorry. It's all my fault you feel so hurt, isn't it? The others have always doted on me so...
Corrin: You're so talented, Leo. We're all so very impressed by you. We hold you up on a pedestal of sorts... but I can see how that might be lonely. But you should know that I would trade minds with you in a moment if I could. I'm trying so hard, but I never feel like I'm quite good enough to lead us...
Leo: ...Forgive me, Sister. I said too much. We are family, first and foremost. All that matters is we have each other's backs. Forgive my moment of weakness.
Corrin: It's OK, Leo. I know I'm not as strong or wise as I should be. But that's why I need your help. I hope you will consent to keep tutoring me...
Leo: Of course, Corrin. It would be my great honor.
Corrin: Hey, Leo! I completed your latest battle tactics assignment.
Leo: Oh? Let's have a look. ...
Corrin: ...So? How did I do this time?
Leo: This is...really good, actually. Much better than the last one. Your units actually have a decent chance of survival.
Corrin: You think so? Phew! That's a relief.
Leo: Of course, there's always room for improvement. Still, you did well.
Corrin: It's all thanks to you, Leo. I couldn't have improved so quickly without your help.
Leo: Too true. In fact, showing a bit more gratitude wouldn't be out of line.
Corrin: Leo! You're the worst, haha. Is that really something a teacher should be saying?
Leo: Haha, my apologies. I tend to let my sharp tongue get carried away from time to time. Honestly, when you first asked for my help, I didn't think you'd be so dedicated.
Corrin: It's only because you're such a great teacher.
Leo: No, that's not it at all.
Leo: I always had a theory about why Camilla lavishes attention on you... But now I've finally confirmed my suspicions. It's your kind heart. Being near you has a sort of unexplainable soothing effect. Additionally, you're so kind and eager to learn, it makes teaching you a great joy.
Corrin: Really? You mean it?
Leo: I do. Something about you just draws people in and makes them trust you. That's why, despite your lack of experience, you're such a natural leader. I thought the weak attracted the attention of others while the strong stood alone... But I see now that was a misunderstanding born of my own arrogance.
Leo: Thank you for helping me realize that, Corrin.
Corrin: Don't thank me. I didn't actually do anything...
Leo: Enough talk. I intend to polish you into the finest strategist Nohr has ever known. Scream and cry all you want, but I won't let you off the hook until you're perfect.
Corrin: Um, OK...just don't go TOO hard on me. Promise? ...Leo?!
Leo: Hmm. Well, just give me your best and we'll see what happens.
Corrin: What's wrong, Leo? You look so sad...
Leo: Not now, Corrin.
Corrin: What's the matter? I know you too well, Leo. You can't keep anything from me. Come on now, tell me what's bothering you.
Leo: ...Could you please just leave me alone for a while?
Corrin: You don't mean that...right?
Leo: Sorry, it's just... You're the last person I want to see me like this.
Corrin: Oh, don't be silly. Being sad is nothing to be embarrassed about.
Leo: You don't understand. You couldn't. Please, just go.
Corrin: There's really nothing I can do to help you? Nothing at all?
Corrin: Very well. If you don't want me around, I'll leave you to your solitude. Just know that I'm here for you. If you need anything at all, please let me know.
Leo: ...Forgive me, Corrin. Perhaps you can help after all. Will you hear me out?
Corrin: I thought you'd never ask.
Leo: I have a problem, and for the life of me I can't figure out a solution.
Corrin: There's something even the great Leo can't figure out?! What could it be?
Leo: There's something I want very badly, but I don't know how to go about obtaining it. This has never happened. I've never had a problem I couldn't think my way out of. I know it would be foolish to act without proper planning... And yet, I don't think I can hold myself back any longer.
Corrin: Leo... If it means that much to you, you have to go for it! What is it you want?
Leo: Perhaps this will make things clear.
Corrin: Wait...this is a ring!
Leo: Keen as ever. But as you might have surmised, this isn't just any ring... This is the ring you give to one special person whom you vow to love for eternity. When I bought this ring for you, for the first time in my life, I felt... happy. Pure happiness, like everything finally made sense in my life. I've been battling these emotions since I first learned we aren't blood related... But as I said, I cannot hold them back any longer.
Corrin: You don't mean...
Leo: Dear Corrin... It seems I've fallen madly in love with you. Would you do me the honor of accepting this ring?
Corrin: Leo! I don't know what to say...
Leo: I know—it's just... You're all I ever think about. I love you so much, I'm in agony!
Leo: I'm sorry... I know this is probably the last thing you expected me to say. But now that it's out there, I must know... Do you feel the same?
Corrin: Leo... Thank you. I happily accept this beautiful ring.
Corrin: Yes. I feel the same as you. These feelings are unexpected, but also...beautiful. I'm glad you said something. I don't think I ever would have had the courage to. I know I still have much to learn, but I promise to try my hardest for you! I want nothing more than to be worthy of your love.
Leo: You are perfectly splendid just as you are, Corrin. Together, I'm certain we will both continue to grow as warriors and as people.
Corrin: Heehee, I look forward to it!
Leo: Thank you for your hand, Corrin. I swear to devote my life to your happiness.
Corrin: Oh, Leo... I promise the same.
Leo: I've hidden my feelings for so long... I can't believe you felt the same way all this time. Stay with me forever.
Corrin: Keaton, how goes it?
Keaton: Hey, Corrin! Look at this!
Corrin: Oh, how nice. A torn-up stuffed animal. What a dream come true.
Keaton: Yeah, look at those tatters! You ever smell stuffing that musky before?
Corrin: Don't you think we should try and patch the poor thing up a bit?
Keaton: What? Why? Don't you see? This is A-grade stuff! Look at all that moist cotton falling out of the open belly! *sniff sniff* And the stench—divine! I love it!
Corrin: OK, Keaton. If you say so.
Keaton: Man, you're missing out if you can't appreciate all this goodness.
Corrin: Really, now?
Keaton: I guess I'll just have to teach you how to see this stuff like a real connoisseur.
Keaton: We're gonna take a look at my treasure collection! Look, touch, sniff, and learn!
Corrin: Er, what exactly do you mean by "treasure"?
Keaton: Ohoho! Eager to see the goods, huh? I guess I can whet your appetite a bit! Well, just one of my many fine pieces is an embalmed lizard! I also have a giant bat corpse! It's huge!
Corrin: Tempting as that sounds, I don't think I can manage today.
Keaton: What, not feeling so good? Well, maybe next time!
Keaton: Hey, you! Do you have a minute?
Corrin: Sure. What's going on?
Keaton: I thought today would be the perfect day to show you some of my treasures! You ready? You might want to bring a drool rag. This could get messy.
Corrin: That's OK. I think I'll be able to contain my drool. Thanks, though.
Keaton: Your loss! OK, so, first up—a spool of spider webbing! There are even spots with flies and bugs and stuff! Sorta like raisins in a cookie, but, y'know, better!
Keaton: You bet your tail it is! And look at this: A necklace made from bat fangs! Just think of all the different animals whose blood has touched this stuff! And they're still so sharp! See? It's a little prickly when you wear it, but I think it feels good. No pleasure like pain! Wanna try?
Corrin: No. But thanks.
Keaton: Yeesh, tough customer. So, what do you think? Pretty cool stuff, huh?
Corrin: Not really. I think I'm missing something. Why do you like this junk so much?
Keaton: What? Junk? Well, what've YOU got that's so much better? Come on! Out with it!
Corrin: I don't have any treasures, but I do have books and ornaments that are dear to me.
Keaton: Neat! I knew you weren't a lost cause! You mean, like, moldy books, right? And how much rust have you got on your ornaments? Anything fully crusted over?
Corrin: Er, no. Nothing moldy or rusted.
Keaton: So...they're just normal? Ugh. No accounting for taste, I guess...
Corrin: I guess not. But that doesn't mean we can't still get along, right? What do you say? Friends? Maybe you can teach me how to appreciate this stuff.
Keaton: What? Who said I wanted to be friends? Sure wasn't me, I'll tell you that. I just wanted to make you see how great my treasures are, is all. But I guess if YOU want to be friends, I can deal.
Corrin: Keaton, your tail's wagging again.
Keaton: It is NOT wagging! ARGH!
Corrin: Hello, Keaton. What's going on?
Keaton: Oh. Nothing in particular, I guess.
Corrin: OK. I guess I'll be on my way, then.
Keaton: Wait! I said "nothing in particular"! Not "nothing at all"!
Corrin: Oh, OK...
Keaton: I found some more treasure! Wanna take a look?
Keaton: Perfect! Look!
Corrin: Oh! What an amazing seashell! It's beautiful.
Keaton: Right? Yeah. Beautiful. No cracks, no smell, no grime. It's just a pristine, normal old seashell. Hooray.
Keaton: What? Got something to say?
Corrin: This isn't the sort of thing that would normally go in your collection, is it?
Keaton: Why do you say that?
Corrin: I think I know you well enough by now, Keaton. This isn't your thing.
Keaton: I see. Hm. Maybe you're right. Now that I've given it a closer look, I'm starting to think it's not so great after all. I GUESS I might as well just give it to you, Corrin.
Corrin: Keaton...did you plan on giving this to me the whole time?
Keaton: What?! Don't be crazy! This was pure spontaneity! I just happened to find something and happened to bump into you! And then I happened to realize I didn't like it, and you happened to like it! It just makes sense to give it to you now!
Corrin: Oh, I see. Of course. Thank you, Keaton.
Keaton: No need to thank me. You just got lucky, that's all.
Corrin: Your tail is wagging like crazy.
Keaton: Oh, that's just...it cramping up! Ow ow ow! Oh man, how crazy! You must think I'm super happy or something. What a hilarious misunderstanding!
Corrin: Haha, OK. Well, I'm very happy you're my friend, Keaton.
Keaton: Me too! Er, I mean...as you should be!
Keaton: Hey! I need to talk to you, Corrin!
Corrin: OK, sure. What's the matter?
Keaton: I wanted to get your opinion on something. See, I've sort of been thinking about throwing away all my treasures.
Corrin: What?! Why would you do that?
Keaton: They're disgusting, right? That sort of stuff should just be thrown away.
Corrin: But isn't all that stuff precious to you?
Keaton: Of course! But I've got a way better treasure now. I don't want to spoil it.
Corrin: Oh? What would that be?
Corrin: I'm...your treasure?
Keaton: Bingo! You smell super nice and you're so pretty! You're a top-rate treasure! Usually I hate those sorts of things, but on you they're great, just by association! I mean, who wouldn't love someone as smart and understanding and nice as you! So, uh, will you...be with me?
Corrin: Before I give you my answer, I've got two things to say to you.
Keaton: OK... What's up?
Corrin: First: I'd prefer it if you didn't call me one of your treasures. I'm not an object. But thank you for the compliment.
Keaton: Oh. Sorry.
Corrin: Second: I think it's important for partners to really consider each other's feelings. And the fact you were willing to give up your treasures means the world to me. But, at the same time, I don't want my love to give up the things he adores. So you don't have to throw away your treasures, OK?
Keaton: Your love? Did you just say I'm your love?
Corrin: Yup! If you'll have me, of course.
Keaton: Awooooooooo! You're the best, Corrin! I promise I'll take good care of you! I'll dust you and polish you every day!
Corrin: ...Aren't those the sorts of things you'd do with your treasures?
Keaton: Haha! Gotcha! It was just a joke, silly.
Corrin: Oh, you. Heehee. I think this is the start of something wonderful.
Keaton: You are my greatest treasure of all, and you smell the nicest. Hope you're ready to be really happy. From now on, I'm keeping you all to myself.
Xander: Hya! Hah! Hyaaa!!
Corrin: *yawn* Xander? You're not still training are you? You should get some rest.
Xander: Hm? Ah, Corrin. Thank you for your concern, but I haven't a moment to lose. I must keep improving my sword technique for the glory of Nohr. As crown prince, it is my responsibility to be as strong as I can for our people.
Corrin: Ha ha, even after all these years, you're still the same Xander.
Xander: Oh? How so?
Corrin: Remember when I was little, and I'd get so lonely in the Northern Fortress? You'd always come stay with me until I got sleepy and then go train late into the night.
Xander: You knew about that? But how?
Corrin: I could see you from my window. After you left, I always watched you train for a bit. It's a little embarrassing, but I'd even try to imitate how you swung your sword. I thought if I matched your movements, maybe one day I could be as strong as you.
Xander: I had no idea.
Corrin: I was always afraid if I told you about it, you might train elsewhere. Wow, thinking about all that is making me really nostalgic. Such great memories. You know...we've been so busy, we haven't had a chance to train together in a while. Um, if you're not too busy, maybe we could practice sword swinging like old times...
Xander: That's the best idea I've heard all day. But it can't be like old times. This time, you and I shall train side by side. No more lonely Northern Fortress for you.
Corrin: Ha ha, great! I'll grab my blade!
Xander: Hyaaa! Hah!
Corrin: At it again, Xander? Don't you ever sleep?
Xander: If I train while my enemies are sleeping, I shall always have the advantage.
Corrin: Mind if I join in? I had a great time training with you the other day.
Xander: I am always happy to have such a capable fighter aid me in my practice. ...
Corrin: Is something the matter? I understand if you'd prefer to be alone right now...
Xander: Oh no, not at all. I was just thinking about what you said the other day.
Corrin: What about it?
Xander: Exactly how much sleep did I cause you to lose because of my training? Thinking back, I recall how hard it was to get you up in the morning. Am I to blame?
Corrin: Ha ha, don't be silly. It's true I stayed up to watch, but it actually helped me sleep. Some people need to hear the ocean waves to lull themselves to sleep... I need to hear your powerful blade slicing through the night air. It's soothing. I know it sounds ridiculous, but watching you train always made me feel safe.
Xander: Truly? Well, I suppose if that's the case I shall forgive us both.
Corrin: ... Um, Xander? Is something else on your mind? You look troubled.
Xander: Am I such an open book to you?
Corrin: You're swinging your sword so fiercely today, with a wild look in your eyes. It's the same look you always had on nights when you and Father would argue.
Xander: ... You're too clever for your own good, Corrin. I have much on my mind, but I have no regrets about the decisions I've made. Like you, I am proceeding down the path I believe in, no matter the consequences.
Corrin: Oh, so that's it. Sorry, maybe I shouldn't have asked. It's just so nice to hear what's on your mind instead of wondering from afar.
Xander: Worry not, little princess. I have enjoyed our discourse as well. But the hour is getting late. Let's finish up so we can rest for tomorrow's endeavors.
Corrin: OK. This time I'm going to beat you!
Xander: Ah, Corrin. I've been waiting for you. I knew you'd turn up eventually.
Corrin: Ugh, am I that predictable? Oh well. Shall we begin?
Xander: Certainly. ... Corrin... Did you mean it when you said you prefer to hear what's on my mind?
Corrin: I meant it with all my heart.
Xander: I see... Well, I suppose I owe you the courtesy of explaining a thing or two. You were right about me taking out my anger at Father during my training. Sometimes being crown prince means following the king's orders no matter what. But there were times when I felt his commands crossed a line. Sometimes it didn't feel like he was trying to benefit the kingdom at all, just himself. Having to do things I didn't believe in weighed heavily on my heart. Now I'm wise enough and brave enough to stand up to Father. But back then... Those were the nights you spoke of, when I swung my blade like a wild beast.
Xander: I never thought I'd tell you that. I always tried to shield you from such things. A sword is a strange and beautiful thing... Sometimes just one swing of your blade can communicate more than a lifetime of words. Thank you for listening, Corrin. Both to my blade back then and my words now.
Corrin: No need to thank me. I didn't do anything but listen. And pry.
Xander: You did more than you know. It's thanks to you...that I don't feel alone anymore.
Corrin: Xander... It means the world to me to hear you say that. You saved me from my own loneliness when I was a child, locked away from the world... I'm so happy to finally repay the favor. It was always my dearest wish to do so. If you ever feel like talking, about anything, I'm always here for you.
Xander: I don't wish for you to lose sleep over my troubles...
Corrin: I've been losing sleep over you for years now, ha ha. It's my favorite tradition.
Xander: As you wish, Corrin. From now on I promise to let you in.
Xander: Hello, Corrin. Thank you for joining me here today.
Corrin: Sure thing. Your note said it was urgent... Is everything OK?
Xander: ... I need to ask you something. What do you think of me?
Corrin: I'm not sure what you mean...
Xander: I know this is out of the blue, but I need to know. Please answer truthfully.
Corrin: OK... If it means that much to you. Well, to me you're someone I admire. Someone strong and wise and noble. You're the rock of the family, someone we can all depend on and look up to. You taught me about courage and about the sword, as well as about right and wrong. I was so sad when I first found out we aren't truly brother and sister... I was always so proud to be the little sister of the finest prince there ever was.
Xander: Thank you, Corrin. I am honored by your kind words. Though, to be honest, I feel the exact opposite in one respect.
Xander: I am overjoyed that we are not brother and sister.
Corrin: Y-you are? But why?! I guess I wasn't a very good sister...
Xander: Please don't misunderstand me. I meant that in the best way possible.
Corrin: What way is that?
Xander: You said just now that I taught you about courage and about the sword. But...I wish to teach you about much more than that. I wish to teach you about love. That's why I bought this for you.
Corrin: Is that a r-ring?!
Xander: Dearest, Corrin. You are the most precious person in the world to me. Would you do me the honor of being my wife?
Corrin: Your wife?! Xander, are you sure? What will the others say...
Xander: Let them say what they will. I wish to protect you for the rest of my days. I don't see you as a sibling any longer, but as a woman... One who I adore. Please say you'll stay by my side, now and forever.
Corrin: Xander... Of course I'll marry you. I'm so happy. I don't know what to say! But everyone will be so surprised. They may even object at first...
Xander: Worry not. In the end, I'm certain everyone will understand. After all, our marriage won't only benefit our future happiness... I believe it will also have a positive effect on our beloved kingdom as well.
Corrin: You're right, as ever. Besides, what matters most is that we'll finally be together.
Xander: I can't wait to spend my life with you, little princess. I have so much to tell you... You were cooped up so long, I wish to show you the whole world.
Corrin: I can't wait. Thank you, dear Xander.
(Confession Scene) Xander: I love you, truly. I've been meaning to tell you for so long... You are my precious wife now. It is my honor and duty to keep you safe, at all costs.
Flora: Lady Corrin, I present to you the Hill of Wishes.
Corrin: Amazing. It's just like you said. There are little pieces of paper everywhere.
Corrin: So, remind me again. How are you supposed to make your wish?
Flora: First, you write it down on a piece of paper. Then you fold it up and tie it to a string. If you do this on three different days, they say your wish will come true.
Corrin: So cool!
Flora: Yes...but I think we should take such things with a sizable dose of salt.
Corrin: Oh, no, you misunderstood me. I wasn't talking about the wishes. It just struck me how impressive it is that you know so many things. I can ask you practically any question, and you always have the answer!
Flora: Oh? I don't know about that. I just try to prepare before we set out somewhere. It is, after all, my job to assist you in all things. That includes learning about places you wish to visit.
Corrin: All the same, thank you very much.
Flora: Please. It's my pleasure. Now, I brought some paper and string with us...
Corrin: Oh! Yes, thank you.
Corrin: There it is! The Hill of Wishes. It's no less enchanting the second time you see it, is it?
Flora: No, it isn't. It's as beautiful as it was on our first visit. Now, I suppose you should prepare your wish. Here is your slip of paper, milady.
Corrin: Thank you. Oh! Of course!
Flora: What is the matter?
Corrin: Why don't you wish for something too, Flora? You came all this way, after all.
Flora: Oh, don't worry about me. I'm fine.
Corrin: What? Too superstitious for you?
Flora: It's not that. It's just...my job is to serve you. Not waste time dreaming up wishes.
Corrin: I...I see.
Flora: Now, please, make your wish.
Corrin: Well, all right. ... That should do it. Just one more time and my wish will be granted.
Flora: Yes. Hopefully we can make it out here again soon. ...I must admit, though, I was surprised when you said you wanted to visit this hill.
Corrin: Why is that?
Flora: I just did not think you were one to ask the heavens for anything. I've seen you overcome so many difficulties on your own, it was just...unexpected.
Corrin: You're right. I'm not really the type to do this sort of thing. But there are some things in the world you just can't do alone, you know?
Flora: Well, I hope your wish comes true, then.
Corrin: Thank you, Flora.
Corrin: Flora? What are you doing here?
Flora: Lady Corrin?! Why— What are you—
Corrin: I heard you sneaking out, so I got curious and decided to see where you were going. I never thought you'd be coming all the way out to the Hill of Wishes though. I guess you had a wish for the hill after all?
Flora: Yes, I suppose I have. I came each morning before we visited it anyway, so I figured there was no harm.
Corrin: Huh? You did?
Flora: Yes. I needed to survey the area and the route to ensure they were both safe. Traps, terrain, criminal elements—I had to confirm none of these would endanger you.
Corrin: I never knew you went through all that just for me...
Flora: Please, don't be upset. It is my duty. That's all.
Corrin: So...what did you wish for?
Flora: Ah...this is embarrassing. But here. This is my wish paper. It says that I wish for your wish to come true, Lady Corrin.
Corrin: Oh, Flora... You really do too much for me. But thank you. I just wish you'd think about your own happiness sometimes too.
Flora: There's no need for you to feel that way. I am perfectly all right as I am, milady.
Corrin: I thought you'd say that...but I think happiness might still find a way to you.
Corrin: Because my wish was for you to live a happy life.
Corrin: And since your wish is that my wish would come true, you're doubly insured!
Flora: Oh...Lady Corrin. Why would you waste your wish on me?
Corrin: It wasn't a waste, Flora. You've done so much for me over the years. I want to pay you back for that somehow.
Flora: Lady Corrin...
Corrin: Now, let's tie our wish to the string. Shall we?
Flora: Yes, of course. Thank you so much, milady.
Fuga: Hiyah! Aiyah!
Corrin: Wow. Is that Chieftain Fuga over there? He broke that tree trunk in half with his fist!
Fuga: Corrin? I see you hiding over there! Come out and show yourself!
Corrin: Oh, hello, Chieftain Fuga. I didn't mean to interrupt.
Fuga: Do not apologize. Distractions teach us to stay focused.
Corrin: That's so wise! Sometimes I wish I could follow you around and take notes.
Fuga: I have a better idea. Why don't we train together? I'll give you some exercises.
Corrin: Really?! You'd do that for me?
Fuga: Of course! Don't sound so surprised! Training is most effective in teams.
Corrin: I'm sure you're right, but wouldn't you like to train with someone more...advanced?
Fuga: I'd rather train with you, Corrin. After all, that's a legendary katana you have. Follow my training regimen, and you'll improve. I wish Hayato had not given up so soon.
Corrin: I promise to take it seriously!
Fuga: That's what I like to hear!
Fuga: All right! That's enough for now. Let's rest.
Corrin: Whew! Thank goodness. That workout was intense!
Fuga: Here. Drink this water.
Corrin: *glug* *glug* Ahhh! ...Thanks again for training me.
Fuga: Few people can keep up with my program... Push-ups. Burpees. Yoga under a waterfall. You've made a strong showing, but then again, you're King Sumeragi's daughter.
Corrin: You were friends with my father, weren't you?
Fuga: He was more than my friend. He was my brother-in-arms... But I failed him at the end. I don't deserve to call him my friend.
Corrin: That's not true! You can't blame yourself for his death! He wouldn't want that. Besides, we both know he died because of me! If he was here, he'd be happy to see you fighting alongside us, working for peace!
Corrin: *gasp* I can't believe I blurted all that out! I shouldn't talk about stuff I don't know.
Fuga: I'm pleased to hear you say those things.
Corrin: You are?
Fuga: Yes. You remind me of your father sometimes. He'd be proud of you. You shouldn't blame yourself. We all grieve his loss, but he wanted to protect you.
Corrin: Thanks, Chieftain Fuga.
Fuga: Are you rested now? We should continue training.
Corrin: I'm ready!
Corrin: Chieftain Fuga! Guess what? My friend just asked if I've been working out!
Fuga: Ah. That is good to hear.
Corrin: Well, it's all thanks to you.
Fuga: No need to thank me. You did the work. I just gave you guidance. Soon you will not need my help anymore.
Corrin: What?! You're not giving up on our training, are you?
Fuga: I did not expect you to be so upset.
Corrin: I get it. You have better things to do with your time.
Fuga: That's not it. I enjoy training you. But I thought you'd want to train on your own.
Corrin: No! I like working out with you. I even look forward to the push-ups!
Fuga: Do you? And what about the burpees?
Corrin: Well, no. Not so much.
Fuga: And how about the training under the waterfall?
Corrin: Actually, I really hate that part. ...But I like spending time with you!
Fuga: ...And I with you. Years ago, I made a vow to King Sumeragi. Now, I swear it to you. Corrin, I give you my strength always. Together, we will protect this world.
Corrin: Thank you, Chieftain Fuga!
Fuga: Don't forget. You have many friends by your side. You do not fight alone.
Fuga: Ah. Hello, Corrin.
Corrin: I was just looking for you. Do you have time for another training session today?
Fuga: I suppose so.
Corrin: Why do you look so disappointed? Did I do something wrong?
Fuga: No. It's just...I hoped that one day our visits would not center around training.
Fuga: I enjoy sparring with you, Corrin, but I fear you come only for my help.
Corrin: That's not true! Fuga, at first, I did come to you hoping to get stronger. But your training regimen is over-the-top! I only stuck with it so we could hang out!
Corrin: Yes! My arms are sore. My legs are sore. My back is sore. I'm exhausted!
Fuga: Ah, then I am even more impressed. You never complained.
Corrin: I didn't want to disappoint you, Fuga! I'm a little bit in awe of you.
Fuga: ...And I am in awe of you.
Fuga: Yes. I was drawn to your strength, but I have learned you are gentle as well. Your kind words mended some old wounds I never thought would heal.
Corrin: I'm so glad! Fuga, I want you by my side... always.
Fuga: Then that is where I shall remain. I promise to never leave you.
Fuga: You are a remarkable human being. Let us be joined forever.
Corrin: What's wrong, Anna? You were smiling a moment ago.
Anna: Huh? I was smiling?
Corrin: What? You don't remember? Just a minute ago, you were showing me a bunch of different goods. And I told you that I didn't need anything... But you gave me some expensive makeup and said I could pay when I had the money.
Anna: I... I didn't do that.
Corrin: I'm telling you, you did! I refused again, but you said, "You can pay the interest with King Garon's signature." And then you happily skipped off, shouting, "I'm gonna make bank today!"
Anna: That sounds like me, but... I swear it wasn't.
Corrin: Huh? What do you mean?
Anna: It was probably one of my sisters. I have quite a few of them, and we all have the same name, same looks, and same job. My sisters live all over the world, so it wouldn't be odd to run into one of them.
Corrin: I don't even...
Anna: You wanted to know what's wrong, right? I was worrying about those very sisters. I can understand why we look alike, but why were we all named the same? I'm strongly considering doing some rebranding and changing my name.
Corrin: I...can't say I blame you.
Corrin: Anna, you're looking rather glum again... Err... I suppose I should ask first, but are you...our...Anna? You're the Anna who was thinking about changing her name, right?
Anna: Yeah, don't worry. I'm that Anna.
Corrin: Oh good. I didn't want to make that mistake twice.
Anna: Thanks for double-checking. Ughhhh...
Corrin: That was a pretty big sigh.
Anna: There'd be no need for you to check who I am if I could decide on a new name. But I just can't come up with one. Nothing I think of feels like it really fits. Do you have any good ideas? I'd pay really well for your best ones. ...Wait, I don't want to waste my gold. How about King Garon's signature instead?
Corrin: Eh, no thanks. I really don't need my father's signature. Besides, I don't think he'd give you one to give me, even if you asked nicely.
Anna: I...I suppose you're right. Awwww, why is this so hard? I want a name that captures my personality! Something that is unique to me and me alone.
Corrin: Something that captures you and your personality... How about Goldy...or Casha? Or maybe Sellma, or Salestia?
Anna: Those certainly fit me, but I can't say I'd like to be called any of them. Besides, all my sisters could fit those, too.
Corrin: Hmm... This really isn't easy... I wonder if your parents had a hard time deciding too.
Corrin: I would think it'd be really inconvenient to give all your children the same name...
Anna: You're right... I wonder why they did that... I'm going to think about it for a little bit.
Corrin: Let me know if you figure it out!
Anna: Oh, Corrin!
Corrin: Anna, did something good happen? You look like a huge weight has been lifted from your shoulders.
Anna: It has! I've decided to stick with the name Anna.
Corrin: I'm happy for you! But why the change of heart?
Anna: After we talked, I started to think about my childhood and living with all my sisters. Then I realized something amazing. You might not believe it... Whenever my parents needed one of us, they'd just yell our name... But only the Anna they meant to call would respond.
Corrin: Huh? What do you mean?
Anna: The way my parents said our names would change ever so slightly. Anna only has four letters, but there are actually a lot of different ways to say it. We were able to train ourselves to listen for the differences. Here, it'll make more sense to you if I show you how it's done. Say my name in a few different ways.
Corrin: All right... Anna.
Corrin: And I guess... Anna.
Anna: ... You need to raise that last part. Go up when you say the "na."
Corrin: Er...OK. Anna.
Anna: That's it! Right there! That's me! My parents would say my name by slightly raising the "na" at the end. That's precisely why it shows my personality. I think compared to my sisters, I'm a bit more determined to succeed.
Corrin: I don't quite...
Anna: Maybe my parents named me... with the belief that I would never give up on a goal, no matter what. That I'd always try to end anything that I did on a high note, like my name! When I think of it that way, I'm certain I can continue being Anna. I still don't know why my parents gave us all the same name, though. Regardless, thanks for sticking with me on this, Corrin.
Corrin: I'm glad things worked out for you, Anna.
Anna: I wouldn't have found my way if it wasn't for your help. Would you like a signature from King Garon as a reward?
Corrin: ...No thanks. I'm good.
This support is available as long as Corrin can be Kana's mother (i.e. not if Corrin marries Rhajat).
Kana: Mama! Mama!
Corrin: Yes, Kana? What is it?
Kana: I picked some pretty yellow daisies for you, Mama!
Corrin: Wow! They're beautiful! Thank you!
Kana: Do you really like them?
Corrin: Yes, I love them! But you've been bringing me an awful lot of flowers lately. What's got into you?
Kana: I just remembered that when I was real little, we'd go looking at flowers together. You always smiled so much, and I love your smile, Mama! So I decided to start bringing you lots and lots of flowers!
Corrin: Heehee. I didn't realize you were keeping such a close eye on me... But I do have a small favor to ask of you.
Kana: Anything, Mama. What do you need?
Corrin: Remember how I told you that flowers are living things, just like you and me? It means that when you pick them, you're hurting them. And then they can't eat or drink anymore, so they start to wither away...
Kana: Oh no! You mean I've been hurting the flowers?! It was an accident! I'm so sorry, flowers! I never meant to...
Corrin: I'm sure they'll forgive you, now that you understand. But promise me that you won't pick any more, OK?
Kana: OK! But...if I don't pick them, how can I show you all the neat flowers I find?
Corrin: Easy! Just come tell me when you've found some, and we'll go together to look.
Kana: Really? You won't be too busy?
Corrin: Never for you, my little Kana-bean.
Kana: OK, then it's a deal!
Corrin: I'll do you one better—it's a promise!
Kana: La lala leelo lu-lime! ♪ And now—guess what—it's Mama time!
Corrin: Well now, aren't we in a good mood?
Kana: Of course I'm in a good mood! I found the best flowers for us to go look at! You're going to love them—I'm sure of it! Look! There they are, Mama. Right over there!
Corrin: You mean those white ones over there? They're lovely. So strong and elegant, yet so tranquil.
Kana: Mhm! I love them! They kind of reminded me of you, Mama.
Corrin: M-me? Like a flower? I don't think I'm quite as pretty as these, Kana... But...it is very flattering. Teehee. Thank you.
Kana: Mhm! Flowers might be pretty, Mama, but I think your smile is even prettier!
Corrin: Oh goodness. You're too much. But you know what? I think your smile is even more beautiful than mine!
Kana: Really? Yay!
Corrin: Oh, that reminds me. I have something to show you. I think you'll like it.
Kana: Oooh. Is it something good? Can I see it right now? What is it?
Kana: Ah! Wait, no, never mind! I want it to be a surprise!
Corrin: Heh. All right. I'll keep it secret until we can sit down and look at it together.
Kana: Woohoo! I can't wait!
Kana: Mama, I'm here! Where's that thing you wanted to show me?
Corrin: Hello, Kana. I've got it right here for you. Kana: This is such a big book! OH WOW! And look at all these flowers! Where did you get them all?
Corrin: I got them from you, silly. These are the ones you've been bringing me. I pressed them between the pages and allowed them to dry to preserve them. I thought it would be the perfect way for me to keep all your little gifts safe.
Kana: They're amazing! Like, really, really amazing! I hadn't realized how many flowers I'd brought you... Oh, Mama. Thank you for taking such good care of the flowers I got you.
Corrin: No, no, I should be thanking you. Your flowers have given me so much peace in such trying times.
Kana: You're welcome! It was my pleasure!
Corrin: You know, we didn't pick those white flowers we saw the other day... But we did make some wonderful memories together. I hope we have many more just like them. How about you? Will you keep making beautiful memories with me, Kana?
Kana: Of course I will! I love you so much! You're the best Mama that ever Mama'd!
Corrin: I love you too. You are the most precious thing in my world, you know that?
Kana: Teehee! Aww, you're making me blush!
Corrin: Is that...singing? But where is it coming from? There's nobody around.
Shigure: You are the ocean's gray waves ♪ Destined to seek life beyond the shore...
Corrin: Oh! Up in the sky! Is that Shigure?!
Shigure: Huh?! Is that...Corrin?! How long have you been down there?
Corrin: Oh, not long! Out for a little flight with your pegasus? You're a very good singer!
Shigure: You heard me singing? Oh no.
Corrin: Hm? I'm sorry, was I interrupting something? I didn't mean to intrude.
Shigure: No, no, you haven't done anything wrong. I'm just a bit shy about my singing.
Corrin: Oh, thank goodness. So what are you doing out here all alone? Have you been getting in some extra training?
Shigure: Although I am ashamed to say it, no, I am not out here to train.
Shigure: Yes. I was just singing and flying. It's what I've always done to relax, ever since I was a child. It never fails to lift my spirits when I am feeling sad or anxious.
Corrin: That sounds wonderful!
Shigure: Perhaps you would like to come with me sometime?
Shigure: Would you like to come ride with me sometime? I could sing for you. It's a little embarrassing to sing in front of others, but you seem to like it when I do.
Corrin: Of course! I would love to go with you.
Shigure: Perfect. I'll be looking forward to it.
Shigure: It's so beautiful out today. Perfect flying weather. Are you sure the wind isn't too cold for you?
Corrin: Yep! No need to worry about me. I think it's amazing up here!
Shigure: *chuckle* You sure seem to be enjoying yourself for something as mundane as a pegasus ride.
Corrin: Do I really sound so giddy? I guess growing up I never got to fly like this much. I was really looking forward to getting up into the skies for once.
Shigure: Then I'll do everything I can to make sure it meets your expectations. Oh! You see those birds over there? Why don't we join them?
Corrin: Wow! There are so many of them! And they all seem to move as one creature!
Shigure: I think my pegasus is enjoying himself as well. He loves birds. Would you like to hear me sing?
Corrin: Oh, yes, please!
Shigure: You are the ocean's gray waves ♪ Destined to seek life beyond the shore...
Corrin: Oh! It seems even the birds are enjoying your song, Shigure!
Shigure: Yet the waters ever change ♪ Flowing like time, the path is yours...
Corrin: You really do have a wonderful voice. Your mother truly passed on her gift to you. Heehee... This has been a wonderful trip through the sky. Thank you, Shigure.
Shigure: Heh. Would you say it was worth the wait?
Corrin: Of course!
Shigure: I'm glad. I think my mother is the only other person who enjoys this so much.
Shigure: Yes. I've never seen her so happy as when she was flying with me. We sang a duet! Ah! This reminds me. Would you care to accompany me again sometime? There's something I'd like to show you!
Corrin: I'd love to!
Corrin: So where are we headed today, Shigure? We're already pretty deep in the forest.
Shigure: It's a surprise, but I'll give you a hint. You need a pegasus to get there. Oh! Nearly there.
Corrin: Is that a waterfall?
Shigure: Yes. There's an alcove just about halfway up it. I'll touch us down there.
Corrin: Oh, that little recess? I see what you mean about needing a pegasus. This is amazing! I've never seen a waterfall from this close before! It's so...soothing.
Shigure: That's not all. Look, over here.
Corrin: A rainbow?
Shigure: Mhm. If you stand here at the right time of day, one usually appears. There are times it won't, but it seems luck is on our side today.
Corrin: It's beautiful!
Shigure: I'm happy I was able to share this with you. I've been meaning to show someone for a long time.
Corrin: I only wish the others could see it. It's truly a remarkable sight.
Shigure: That would be nice. But not many people can fit at a time. It could take a while.
Corrin: I see your point... Shigure...would you sing for me here?
Shigure: Hm? Oh, of course! *ahem* You are the ocean's gray waves ♪ Destined to seek life beyond the shore...
Corrin: Thank you... Thank you so much.
Corrin: Oh, Shigure, the rainbow looks even more beautiful today. It really is best to come on the sunniest days.
Shigure: Yes... ... ...Corrin, can we talk?
Corrin: Hm? What's wrong, Shigure? You look so serious.
Shigure: It's...it's about...the rainbow.
Corrin: Oh. That doesn't sound so bad. What about it?
Shigure: It's just...you said we should take everyone to see it here. But...I disagree. Because...I want this to be a special place for just the two of us.
Corrin: A...special place? What do you mean?
Shigure: I want this to be somewhere that only the two of us know about. Somewhere we can go to be alone... Our own little secret. And I hope we can travel someday, and find many more little places just like it.
Corrin: I don't understand. What—
Shigure: Corrin, please...just listen to me. I...I love you.
Shigure: Of course, our friends are important to me as well. But this place was like my first present to you. I don't want to share it. I know it's selfish of me. But I can't help it. So...now you know. Will you be with me, Lady Corrin?
Corrin: Shigure...of course I will. I love you too! Heehee. You chose a nice spot to confess your feelings to me, though. Quite the romantic, aren't you?
Shigure: Haha. I'm sorry, was it a bit cliché? You just seemed to love this place so much...
Corrin: I do. It's magical. But I have to say you're wrong about one thing. This wasn't your first gift to me. Your first and most precious gift to me was your song.
Shigure: Corrin... I cannot tell you how happy it makes me to hear you say that. Would you like me to sing it for you again?
Corrin: Please! Would you?
Shigure: Of all the songs I know, none of them can capture how deeply I love you. No sound is sweeter than your voice.
Dwyer: Good day, Lady Corrin. Can I ask you for a small favor?
Corrin: Of course. How can I help you, Dwyer?
Dwyer: I just made a pot of tea, and I was wondering if you would sample it.
Corrin: Well, that's easy! Sure, let me have a sip. Mmm. It's really good.
Dwyer: I see. Any further detail you care to offer?
Corrin: Oh! Sure. Let's see... It's a bit floral. And do I detect hints of vanilla? In any case, it's delicious, Dwyer! Just the way I like my tea!
Dwyer: Yes, your perception is correct. How would you say it compares to my father's tea?
Corrin: Um, well... It's pretty similar, to be honest. Perhaps that's why I like it so much!
Dwyer: I see... I should have you know that when it comes to my skills as a butler... I have no intention of taking second place to my father. So, please understand that I will be redoubling my efforts to please you.
Corrin: Um, that's really not necessary...
Dwyer: Hello, Lady Corrin. I have another favor to ask of you.
Corrin: Certainly. How can I help?
Dwyer: I've baked some cookies. Would it be too much trouble for you to try one?
Corrin: Dwyer, I'd be more than happy to try one of your cookies. But please...you don't need to ask me like it's some big favor.
Dwyer: I don't know. What if they're terrible? It's a new recipe—completely untested.
Corrin: Well, let's see. *munch* *munch* They're unbelievable, of course.
Dwyer: Thank you, Lady Corrin. Do you have any suggestions or other feedback for me?
Corrin: Yes, actually.
Dwyer: Oh...this doesn't sound good.
Corrin: Relax, Dwyer. It's just...well, I need you to relax in general, actually.
Dwyer: I don't understand. I'm quite relaxed. Whenever I'm not working, you'll find me sleeping.
Corrin: Maybe so, but I feel like you're trying too hard to impress me...or defeat your father. There's no competition. You don't need to do that.
Corrin: I want you to think of us as friends. Please treat me as you would any other friend.
Dwyer: I'm afraid that isn't possible. You're my boss.
Corrin: That's not really true. And even if it WERE true, I'd ask that you treat me as a friend.
Dwyer: I think I understand. I'm being a nuisance. I'll do my best to stay out of your way.
Corrin: No! That's not it! Dwyer, I want you to treat me as an equal. I want us to be comrades fighting together. Nothing more, nothing less.
Dwyer: Equals? Comrades? You and I?
Dwyer: Understood. However, I hope that you'll allow me to continue assisting you as a butler.
Corrin: If you insist. However, I insist that you allow me to assist YOU as a butler sometimes, too.
Dwyer: Uh...OK. As long as my father never sees you acting as my butler...I think I'm OK with that.
Dwyer: Hello, Lady Corrin. Would you be interested in a pot of tea?
Corrin: Hey, Dwyer. Sure, that would hit the spot right now!
Dwyer: Excellent. I'll have it ready in a moment. By the way, I just wanted to say that it's always my pleasure to serve you. You are a kind and fair master, and—
Corrin: Dwyer, I thought I told you to lay off that whole "master" thing.
Dwyer: Ah...my apologies. It's just that you have such a pleasant disposition... And Father always says—
Corrin: What does your father have to do with this?
Dwyer: Everything, I'm afraid. Ah, the tea is ready. Please, have a sip before we continue.
Corrin: Thank you, Dwyer. Mmm, it's perfect, as always.
Dwyer: And how is it compared to my father's?
Corrin: Dwyer, for the last time... Jakob is very skilled at what he does. And so are you. Both of you make a wonderful pot of tea. Why does it have to be a competition?
Dwyer: I...I don't know. But, for your sake, I will try to refrain from competing with my father.
Corrin: That's good to hear. Now, how would you like some fresh-baked cookies?
Corrin: It's like I told you before. We're friends. Friends can do nice things for each other.
Dwyer: Well...thank you, I guess. *crunch* *crunch* These are amazing. How did you get such depth of flavor?
Corrin: Ha! It's an old trick. I browned the butter before I mixed it into the batter.
Dwyer: I see... Wait until my father tastes my next test batch... I mean, thank you, Lady Corrin.
Dwyer: Sorry to bother you, Lady Corrin, but would you like anything to eat?
Corrin: Oh, hello, Dwyer. No, thanks. I'm not hungry.
Dwyer: Hmm, I see. Not even a small trifle? I actually have something perfect in mind...
Corrin: No, really, I'm fine at the moment. Thank you, though.
Corrin: What's wrong, Dwyer?
Dwyer: It's just...I've been working on a new recipe that I thought you would like...
Corrin: Well, why didn't you say so? I'd be happy to try a small bite.
Dwyer: Excellent! Yes, a small bite should suffice, I think. You should also probably avoid biting down with excessive force... Just a very small nibble, right...here!
Corrin: What the hell did you put inside my cookie, Dwyer?
Dwyer: Please...just break it in two if you'd rather be on the safe side.
Corrin: You didn't bake a ring into it or anything clichéd like that, did you? Haha!
Corrin: Oh, Dwyer...
Dwyer: Lady Corrin...will you marry me? I promise to take care of you for the rest of my life.
Dwyer: I see. Well then, I'll just...um...
Corrin: What I mean is that I won't have you taking care of me for the rest of my life. I will only marry you if we can have an equal partnership. I want to do things for you, Dwyer! I want to cook, and do laundry, and make tea... Because I love you. Isn't that normal for husbands and wives? Wanting to do things for each other?
Dwyer: Yes, I think so. Does that mean...you'll actually marry me?
Corrin: Yes. I want to work together to build a future with you.
Dwyer: So, I won't have to do as much work...and I also get to marry you? You're the best, Lady Corrin.
Dwyer: I don't lift a finger for just anyone... but I would do anything in the world for you.
Dwyer (as parent and child)
Dwyer: Hello, Mother. I made you some coffee.
Corrin: How sweet. Thank you, Dwyer. Wow, this is excellent. You have a true gift for brewing!
Dwyer: Really? I'm so happy that you like it!
Corrin: It has a wonderful aroma and a unique flavor too. Almost like chocolate. You certainly know how to make a perfect pot of coffee. Honestly, I think it's even better than the kind your father makes.
Dwyer: That's high praise! But umm, maybe I should keep that to myself. He might get mad at me.
Corrin: You think so? I suppose he can be a bit jealous from time to time. It's not ideal to be on his bad side.
Dwyer: That sounds even worse...
Corrin: Heehee, right? I bet if he overheard us talking, he'd make me try cup after cup of coffee. I'm sure your father wouldn't let up until I said his brew tasted better than yours.
Dwyer: Heh, yeah, that's not hard to imagine. I still have more coffee in the carafe. Let me know if you'd like another cup later.
Corrin: Thank you, Dwyer.
Corrin: What's on your mind, Dwyer?
Dwyer: N-nothing in particular...
Corrin: You're obviously upset about something. Why are trying to hide things from me? I'm your mother, silly.
Dwyer: Oh, sorry.
Corrin: Just tell me what's on your mind. You'll feel better if you get it off your chest.
Dwyer: I've been thinking a lot... I'm just afraid that I'm not suited for war.
Corrin: Why do you say that?
Dwyer: You know why. I hate getting into fights. All I would do is weigh everyone else down in the heat of battle.
Corrin: Oh, Dwyer, that's not true.
Dwyer: Maybe I should leave the army and go off to be a butler or something.
Corrin: No, you can't do that.
Dwyer: Huh? Why?
Corrin: This is your home, Son. You should be fighting here, with us.
Dwyer: But why?
Corrin: Because you're sweet and compassionate.
Dwyer: No, I'm not.
Corrin: You are. You just tried to hide your troubles to keep me from worrying, right? No matter what, you're always thinking of other people first.
Dwyer: That's just more proof that I have no business on the battlefield. There's no room for kindness there.
Corrin: You're wrong about that, Dwyer. I've seen you help your friends even when it puts you in a difficult position. That's a very thoughtful thing to do, and it certainly isn't easy. When I look into your eyes, I can see that it's as natural as breathing to you. You're selfless.
Dwyer: I never thought of it like that. Thank you, Mother. I'll do what I can to help my friends.
Corrin: That's the spirit, dear. You should be proud of yourself. Just know that I'll always be here to protect you.
Corrin: What was I thinking...
Dwyer: Is something wrong, Mother?
Corrin: It's nothing, Dwyer. Don't worry about me. I'm just feeling a little tired today.
Dwyer: You know that I can see right through your lies, right? After all, I'm your son!
Corrin: Heehee, is that right? Maybe I shouldn't be so surprised...
Dwyer: I'm happy to lend you an ear if you feel like talking.
Corrin: That's sweet of you to offer.
Dwyer: So? What is it?
Corrin: I feel like I've failed you as a mother...
Dwyer: Don't say that. It's not true at all.
Corrin: But I told you to fight. To put yourself in danger on the battlefield.
Dwyer: You mean when I was feeling worried the other day?
Corrin: Yes. A good mother should always be thinking of their child's safety first and foremost. But I encouraged you to run into battle. To put yourself in harm's way. I'm a terrible mother.
Dwyer: Please, don't say that. Sure, you encouraged me to fight. But it was my decision to stay. Not yours.
Corrin: I suppose that's true.
Dwyer: More importantly, I needed your advice. I feel like I might have put my friends in danger without your encouragement.
Corrin: Dwyer, I had no idea.
Dwyer: You haven't failed me in the slightest. In fact, you're the best mother anyone could ask for.
Corrin: That means so much to me. Thank you.
Dwyer: Would you like some coffee? It might help you unwind.
Corrin: That sounds lovely. I'm so lucky to have such a thoughtful son like you.
Sophie: Whoa, boy! Take it easy!
Corrin: Sophie's trying to ride Avel again? Must be part of her cavalier training.
Sophie: Whoa, whoa, whoa! WHOOOA!
Corrin: Sophie! Is everything OK? Avel's not about to throw you off, is he?
Sophie: Eeek! Help! Waaaaaaaah!
Corrin: Sh-she's going to turn to one side before she tramples me, right...?
Sophie: Corrin! Gangway!
Sophie: Avel's out of control! Run for your life!
Sophie: S-sorry, Corrin! Are you hurt?
Corrin: No, I'm fine. Though it was a very near thing...
Sophie: Whew...thank goodness for that. I'm really, really sorry.
Corrin: Avel seems like a tough horse to master.
Sophie: It comes and goes. Last time he seemed fine... Maybe it's me. *sigh* But I don't think there's anything more I can do today. He'll snatch up any food I prepare and trample on any equipment I work on.
Corrin: You seem very out of sorts...
Sophie: I don't care anymore! I'm gonna go back to my tent for now. I'll pass the time counting the grains of sand on the ground...
Corrin: I-is that really the best use of your time...?
Sophie: If I do anything else, I'll just mess it up somehow! I don't wanna make any trouble for anyone...so I'll just go count sand! *sniff* *sob*
Corrin: Uh-oh...I hope she'll be all right.
Sophie: Oh, Corrin.
Corrin: Are you feeling all right, Sophie? You seemed melancholy last time...
Sophie: Was I? Huh.
Corrin: You don't remember? Avel acting up, you moping back to your tent to count grains of sand... None of this is ringing a bell?
Sophie: Haha, oh! I totally forgot! Sorry about that. But I'm touched you were thinking about me! I usually forget whatever gets me down after a good night's sleep.
Corrin: I see. Fair enough, then.
Sophie: Let's see, where did I get up to? I think it was around 10,055.
Corrin: That's...a serious waste of your time, Sophie.
Sophie: Heehee, now that you mention it, I guess it was! Maybe next time I'll do something more productive. Ooh, Corrin, you could teach me some swordsmanship!
Corrin: I would love to. In fact, why don't we start now?
Sophie: Yay! Today is looking up! Let me just—hngh—get my sword out of this—nnf—sheath... Ha! Oops...there it goes.
Corrin: Goodness, it really went flying. It's lodged solidly in that barrel...
Sophie: Oh no! It's leaking!
Corrin: Stay calm! Do we have anything to plug the hole with?
Sophie: Will this do? Here, stand aside! Whew...it's all stopped up.
Corrin: Sophie, is that... Did you plug the leak with one of my socks off the clothesline?
Sophie: Uh! Whoops! ... I'm gonna go back to my tent... It's time to count some more sand...
Corrin: Sophie! You really don't have to!
Sophie: No...I do. Counting grains of sand is my life now.
Corrin: That's not a life! You can't support yourself counting sand!
Sophie: Well, maybe I'll be the first! I'll be a sand- counting LEGEND! Waaaaaah!
Corrin: Sometimes I wonder about that girl...
Sophie: Corrin! Guess what? I beat my record and counted up to 30,112 grains!
Corrin: How long did that take you exactly...?
Sophie: So I'm all set to be super-duper productive today! But I'll need your help again.
Corrin: Of course! I'd be honored.
Sophie: I've been wanting to exercise my muscles lately, so today would be good for that.
Corrin: So, push-ups and sit-ups and so forth?
Sophie: Yup. Stuff simple enough that there's no way I can mess it up. Even I couldn't do a push-up wrong!
Corrin: All right. I'll spot you.
Sophie: Let's get started! One! Hup! Two! Hup! What's this string doing in my way? Yoink!
Corrin: Sophie...that wasn't a string. It was the rope supporting that tent.
Sophie: Are you serious?! Arrrrrrrrrrgh!
Corrin: On the bright side, there was no one in that tent. Or what's left of it.
Sophie: Unbelievable... I did it again... I can't stand it anymore! This turned out as bad as everything else! Sorry, Corrin. I must seem pretty pathetic right now.
Corrin: Not at all. If anything, I'm always in awe of your positive attitude.
Sophie: For real?
Corrin: You never dwell on your problems for long. Anytime something goes wrong, you always find a way to recover by the next day. I could learn from your example.
Sophie: ...You mean that?
Corrin: I do. You have a strong heart.
Sophie: Yeah...yeah! That was just the pick-me-up I needed! No more counting sand for me! The day's still young!
Corrin: That's the spirit, Sophie!
Sophie: And I'll start by fixing that tent.
Corrin: Let me help you with that. What else are friends for?
Sophie: Thanks, Corrin.
Sophie (as parent and child)
Corrin: Sophie! What have you been up to today?
Sophie: Look! I found some of those flowers you love! Ones just like what you have!
Corrin: Oh, you're right! These are my favorites. Thank you, Sophie!
Sophie: Heehee. I'm glad you like them!
Corrin: Er...where did you find these?
Sophie: That's what's so amazing! They were really close by! I can go back and get you more, if you want. There's a bunch more!
Corrin: Ah, no, that's all right. I, er, suspect these are the flowers I planted myself nearby...
Sophie: Then that means... Oh no! That explains why I hadn't seen these flowers there before! I'm so sorry, Mother!
Corrin: What's done is done, I suppose. And I do appreciate the thought.
Sophie: Can...can I go back and plant these again? They'll grow back their roots, right? Awwwww! Why am I always screwing up things like this?!
Sophie: *sigh* Why am I such a klutz?
Corrin: Is something wrong, Sophie?
Sophie: Hey, Mother... Do you think I'll always be a klutz? Earlier today, I went to the market and got a bunch of apples for myself and Avel. When I got back, I decided to see if he could catch one in his mouth, but... I let go in the windup, and the apple hit an old lady behind me instead! Also, Avel fell over. I don't know why that happened.
Corrin: Heehee...it sounds like you had quite a day.
Sophie: Mother! Don't laugh at me.
Corrin: I'm sorry, dear. But if you imagine it happening to someone else...
Sophie: I'm seriously worrying about my future here, Mother!
Corrin: You're right. I shouldn't make fun. But what's wrong with making a few small errors here and there? Everyone does it.
Sophie: It's not a few small errors! My life is one long series of mistakes and blunders!
Corrin: Oh, I think you're overstating the problem. Don't despair, Sophie. You're strong enough to shake it off and keep on going every time you fail.
Sophie: But... But...
Corrin: Besides, you know what they say about clumsy people...
Sophie: They don't say anything, Mother! You're making things up now.
Corrin: Heehee...it was worth a try.
Sophie: *sigh* Thanks for cheering me up, though.
Corrin: You look excited today, Sophie.
Sophie: I sure am! What you said the other day really cheered me up.
Corrin: Is that what did it? Your bad mood didn't just drift away as you slept?
Sophie: Why do you always have to tease me?
Sophie: Oh, that does remind me, though... I made a small mistake at breakfast today. I...accidentally gave the horses the soldiers' meals.
Corrin: Oh my...
Sophie: But once I realized my error, I rushed to make fresh meals for everyone. Suddenly, they all joined in to help! It made me really happy.
Corrin: You're lucky to have such understanding friends.
Sophie: Yeah, I think so too!
Corrin: I think I know why they were so eager to help...
Sophie: Maybe they were worried that I would burn everything?
Corrin: No, that's not what I had in mind. Seeing your vibrant spirit encouraged them to try their hardest, too.
Sophie: It did? I don't know...
Corrin: That's why I was trying to tell you there's nothing wrong with you, dear. No one who brings smiles to so many can be as hopeless as you think.
Sophie: OK, Mother! I think I can remember that. Oh! Also, I think I found some flowers nearby that I'm sure you'll like. We can go check them out together!
Corrin: Lead the way! Unless...um, these flowers...they're not...?
Sophie: Don't worry! They aren't the ones you replanted. I didn't pick any in advance, either—just in case!
Corrin: Ah! See that, Sophie? You don't always flub things!
Sophie: All right! Let's go!
Midori: Should I go? Or should I stay? This is so frustrating!
Corrin: Huh? Midori? What are you doing here? Are you about to head into the forest?
Midori: Oh, Corrin! Well, see, I wanted to gather some medicinal herbs...
Midori: But sometimes I get so carried away that I wind up losing my way and getting lost.
Midori: Yeah! And last time I only got back 'cause I ran into some people from town. So I'm too scared to go out herb hunting by myself again.
Corrin: I see. That does sound like quite the conundrum.
Midori: B-but how can I make medicine for everyone if I can't even get the herbs? I don't wanna be a disappointment...
Corrin: Don't worry, Midori. I'm sure no one will be disappointed in you. But if it bothers you that much, then I'd be happy to go with you!
Midori: Really? You would?
Corrin: Mhm! That way I can make sure you don't get lost. And, if it's OK with you, I'd love it if you taught me about all the herbs we pick.
Midori: That sounds wonderful! Thanks, Corrin! We got a deal!
Corrin: Well then, shall we be off?
Corrin: Hey, Midori! I forget, was this herb for medicine or for cook— Huh? Midori? Where did you go?
Corrin: Midori! Wait for me! When did you get so far away?!
Midori: Huh? Oh, Corrin! I'm sorry. Did I wander off again?
Corrin: Yes, for the fifth time today!
Midori: Awww! I'm sorry! I'm so, so sorry!
Corrin: It's OK. That's the whole reason I'm here, right? So, what was it this time? Did you find another rare herb?
Midori: Yep! Check this one out!
Corrin: Wow! It looks so weird. Are you sure it's not poisonous?
Midori: Of course I'm sure! It's really good for you! And it even tastes super good!
Corrin: Oh? Really? Even though it's medicinal?
Midori: Yup! It's not all bitter like most herbs.
Corrin: That's so neat! I almost want to try a bite right now.
Midori: Ooh, looky! There's another special herb growing right over there!
Corrin: Midori! Wait! Didn't I just get done telling you to not run off?! Here, how about you start marking your path as you go.
Midori: Marking my path?
Corrin: Yeah, like carving a symbol into the trunks of trees you pass. That way you can find your way home later.
Midori: Oh! Corrin, you're amazing! I'll carve an X into every tree I pass from now on! An X here! And here! Aaaand here!
Corrin: Good job, Midori. Keep it up!
Midori: And an X on this one! And this one! And on this one! And—oh! Look, that herb over there is super rare! Oh wow, and there's more over there too! And there!
Corrin: M-Midori! Hang on! You're not marking the trees! *sigh* I don't think this plan is going to work. I wonder what else we could try...
Midori: All right, Corrin! I'm determined not to get lost this time!
Corrin: That's the spirit!
Midori: I have to ask, though... What's with the rope?
Corrin: It's my latest plan! You tie one end to a tree at the entrance of the forest, like so... Then you tie the other end around you. Now you can't possibly get lost!
Midori: Wow! You're a genius! OK, let's head out— Wahh! *thud*
Corrin: Midori! Are you OK? What happened—oh! Drat! I was stepping on the rope. Sorry about that.
Midori: Do you think you could untie me?
Corrin: Of course. Here, just a second, and... All right, you should be free now.
Corrin: Hrm. I guess this plan is a bust too.
Midori: Aww. Maybe I should just give up on gathering herbs.
Corrin: Don't give up yet! We'll come up with a plan that works! I know it!
Midori: Are you sure?
Corrin: Positive. And I'll keep making trips into the forest with you until we do. How does that sound?
Midori: It sounds perfect! And don't worry about finding a solution too soon. There's no rush. I love having your company on these little trips!
Corrin: Oh? I'm glad to hear it.
Midori: Yep! In fact, you might not even have to find a solution at all!
Corrin: Er, I don't know about THAT...
Midori: Heehee, just kidding! But I really do like taking you on my trips!
Corrin: Aww. And I like going on them with you!
Midori: Hooray! So—think you're ready for today's trip?
Corrin: Of course! Got my baskets right here. Let's go!
Midori (as parent and child)
Corrin: Why, hello, Midori. What is it?
Midori: You said your knee was bothering you the other day, right, Mother? Well, guess what? I made some ointment for you!
Corrin: Oh my. This is for me? Thank you, Midori!
Midori: Heehee. I'll apply it now, OK? Pain, pain, fly away! Come again some other day!
Corrin: Oh, wow. It's already feeling much better. That's Midori's special medicine for you!
Midori: Teehee! I'm glad.
Corrin: I still can't believe your father taught you to do all this. And you grew up to be such a bookworm! Your father and I are so proud.
Midori: Aww! Thank you, Mother! I love you both so much!
Corrin: And we love you too. Now, run along. Mother's got battle plans to draw up!
Midori: OK, bye!
Midori: *grumble* *grumble*
Corrin: Midori? What's the matter?
Midori: I just ran into a bunch of kids in the forest who were planning to go in much deeper. But I warned them it wasn't safe for kids their age to be doing that without an adult. And then one of them said "Who are you to tell us what to do, huh?" "You're just a kid yourself! Bossy-pants!" And then they kept chanting that at me. "Bossy-pants! Bossy-pants!" They didn't stop until I left. It was infuriating!
Corrin: Aw. I'm sorry, honey. Did the kids get home safely, though?
Midori: Yeah. I stayed and looked out for them the whole time. I just wish I didn't look like such a kid. Why is that, Mother? You and Father don't have the same problem. Why do I? I'm already, like, fully grown up! It's so frustrating.
Corrin: I don't think I can answer that, Midori. Some people just take longer to grow. But I'm very proud of you for looking out for those little ones.
Corrin: Come now, don't be like that. You did the right thing. Sometimes we have to just be satisfied with that. Not everyone appreciates a good deed, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't do them.
Midori: I know, I know. I won't stop helping people. But I don't have to like it every time, right?
Corrin: I suppose that's only fair. But maybe this will help. Even if no one else appreciates what you do, I always will, OK? So if you ever get frustrated, just remember how proud I am of all your good deeds.
Midori: Hm... OK! Thanks, Mother! You're the best!
Corrin: Hey there, Midori. You're certainly in high spirits today.
Midori: Yeah! Something really good happened! Remember those kids I met the other day?
Corrin: The ones you warned not to go too deep into the forest?
Midori: Yeah! I just ran into them in town, and they apologized and thanked me!
Midori: Yup! I guess they got scolded really bad by their mothers. They said it would have been even worse if I hadn't been there looking out for them.
Corrin: So it looks like they came around after all, huh?
Midori: Yeah. They really warmed up to me after that. It was great!
Corrin: Is that so? I'm glad.
Midori: The only problem is that now they want me to go with them again. They said they got permission this time, but only if they can go with a grown-up.
Corrin: What, you mean back into the forest?
Midori: Yeah. Don't worry, I won't let them get lost or go too far in or anything. On the one hand, it's sort of a pain to have to play chaperone again... But on the other hand, it means I'm a real, bona fide grown-up, right? Teehee.
Corrin: Haha. You know you don't need other people to tell you that, Midori. But I suppose if it makes you feel better, I'm still happy for you.
Midori: Heehee. Well, I better go get packed! It's gonna be a long adventure, I think.
Corrin: Go on then. Just be safe, OK?
Midori: Will do! Good-bye, Mother! I'll be back before sundown!
Shiro: Hrrrnh! Gotcha!
Corrin: Shiro? So it is you! What are you doing down by the river so early?
Shiro: Oh, morning, Corrin! I was just out trying to spear a fish or two. I know my way around a lance, after all! See how many fish I've snagged already?
Corrin: That's enough to feed an army. You caught all of these single-handedly?
Shiro: Sure did! Shh—I just saw another one. Hyah!
Corrin: My, you're quick with that spear.
Shiro: Cut it out, before you embarrass me. Hey, what if I cooked some of these fellas for breakfast? They're good eating!
Corrin: Oh, no, I couldn't ask you to trouble yourself.
Shiro: Trouble? No trouble at all! I should warn you, though, I'm not as good with a skillet as I am with a spear.
Corrin: Pfft, you're too modest. I'm sure it will be delicious.
Shiro: Hahah, well, we'll see. I actually already cooked a few in case anybody came by wanting one.
Corrin: Hmm? Oh, is that what the campfire by the riverbank is for?
Shiro: Yep. It takes too long to roast them one by one, so I do it in batches. I figured all the serious eaters would be by at some point... Looks like you're the first!
Corrin: I-I'd hardly call myself a "serious eater"!
Shiro: Hahahah! Here, this one looks just right for you.
Corrin: Wow, that does look tasty... OK, let's have it. *chomp* *chomp* Wow! It's delicious!
Shiro: See? You're a connoisseur after all.
Corrin: This may be the best fish I've ever tasted. Is it because it's freshly caught? Or do I have your skills as a chef to thank?
Shiro: Good question. I dunno. But seeing as you liked that one so much... Go ahead and have some more. I'll join you!
Corrin: You're a generous sort, aren't you, Shiro?
Shiro: Who, me? I don't know about that... I just felt like putting all this together. But never mind that—there's more fish ready to eat. Come on, dig in! You gotta try the trout!
Corrin: H-hold on! One at a time...!
Shiro: Corrin! I've got another giant pile of fish ready to serve. How's your appetite this morning?
Corrin: Oh, you went spear fishing again today? I can't ask you to bring me fish every time you go out.
Shiro: Sure you can! You probably don't know this, but... I was really happy you liked my fish that time we met by the river! I want you to be as happy as I was then, which is why I keep bringing you fish.
Corrin: Errm...thanks, I think! But this makes five meals of fish in a row, and I'm ready for something else. Besides, there is something I wanted your advice on...
Shiro: I'd be glad to help.
Corrin: You've fed me so many fish now that I feel I should repay you for them somehow. Why don't I act as your partner for lance practice?
Shiro: Hmm...I guess you are my father's sister. If you're as tough as him...
Corrin: You mean Ryoma? Yes, I've had quite a few sparring sessions with him.
Shiro: All right, I'll take you upon that! I love a good challenge.
Corrin: Thank goodness...no more fish...
Corrin: Oh, it's nothing! I'll let you know when I'm ready, OK?
Shiro: Yeah, sounds great! Thanks!
Corrin: Hrrnh! Yaah!
Shiro: Oof! You're as good as I hoped, Corrin! I'd have to go back a ways before I had a sparring session this intense!
Corrin: Thank you. You're not so shabby yourself.
Shiro: Hahah, glad I'm living up to your expectations! We've been at this awhile, though... Let's take a breather.
Corrin: Very well.
Shiro: Whew! What a workout. I appreciate you taking the time to train with me. I can already see a few ways to improve my technique!
Corrin: I'm happy to assist. But they tell me you never miss a day's practice... Is there a reason you're training so hard?
Shiro: Hmm? Oh, for my father, I guess.
Corrin: Ryoma? You're trying to outdo him?
Shiro: Yes. My father's outlook is pretty... old fashioned. We don't agree on much. But no one can touch him when it comes to pure skill in a fight. If you had a father like that, wouldn't you feel the need to push yourself all the time? That's why I never let up practicing. One day I'll beat him.
Corrin: I think I can sympathize. But, Shiro...if anyone can surpass Ryoma, I'd bet on you.
Shiro: Then you'd win your bet! Though of course, that's not my highest priority right now. I've still got to bring peace to the world, and other little things like that.
Corrin: Indeed. I'm training for the same reasons.
Shiro: You? No way! You're already terrifying! It's hard to pin down, but you're strong in a way that's different from my father. I'm trying to learn from you as best I can.
Corrin: Haha, you're too kind, Shiro. I think this is as good a time as any to resume training, don't you? We both have a lot of ground to cover!
Shiro: Let's do it!
Shiro: Corrin, can I ask a huge favor? Let's have a practice match. Right now.
Corrin: Why on earth...?
Shiro: Please, just do this for me!
Corrin: I don't mind at all, but why—
Shiro: No time to explain. I brought a lance for you.
Corrin: Very well. I'm ready when you are.
Shiro: En garde!
Corrin: You're like a man possessed today...!
Shiro: *pant* *pant* Yaaaaaaahh!
Shiro: Oh! I'm sorry, Corrin! You OK?
Corrin: Fine...just winded. You came at me so ferociously, I'd lost before the battle had even begun.
Shiro: Yeah...I guess I overdid it just a little.
Corrin: A little? What's going on here, Shiro? You don't seem yourself today.
Shiro: I should come clean. I decided that today's match would decide for me if I should tell you or not...
Corrin: Tell me what?!
Shiro: If I managed to beat you, I was gonna go ahead and say it...so here goes... I'm—I'm in love with you!
Shiro: Sorry if this comes as a shock. But over all those fish dinners and mock battles... I noticed I was starting to really care about you. You've always gone the extra mile to support me. When I see you smile... I really believe in myself. I know I can get stronger if I try. So I'm hoping you'll stick around for me.
Corrin: Um... Ahahahah!
Shiro: Huh? What are you laughing for?! I was being serious!
Corrin: I'm sorry, Shiro, I didn't mean to make fun. But this whole confession you set up...it's so you! I can't help but laugh.
Shiro: That's cold, Corrin...
Corrin: Forgive me, I didn't mean to offend you. I actually found it charming. It's a perfect example of what I like about you.
Shiro: What? Really?! Does that mean that you want to be with me too?
Corrin: Yes. Whether it's spear fishing or lance practice, I want to do everything together!
Shiro: Thank the stars! And thank you, Corrin!
Shiro: I'm stronger with you at my side. Stay with me forever.
Shiro (as parent and child)
Shiro: Hey, Mom. Do you feel like doing something today?
Corrin: Hmm? Why do you ask?
Shiro: We didn't get to spend very much time together while I was growing up, right? Maybe now we can make up for that! We should have a mom-son bonding day!
Corrin: Oh, I see. How sweet. But honestly I can't think of anything to do right now. But I'm just delighted that you thought of me, sweetie.
Shiro: No! That's not good enough! I wanna spend time with you now. I mean, I can't spend time with Dad. He's always preoccupied with the war. I guess you don't see him often either. Has Dad ever even given you a gift or anything? How do you know he even cares about you?
Corrin: Sh-Shiro, that's not your father's way.
Shiro: Well, guess what. I'm not like him. I actually want you to know how special you are. So hurry up and think of something cool for us to do together already!
Corrin: Heehee, you're too much.
Shiro: Why are you laughing at me?!
Corrin: Shiro, I don't know why you feel a sudden need to compare yourself to Ryoma. I think he'd be very upset if he heard you going on this way... I'm very lucky to be his wife. He treats me incredibly well.
Shiro: Are you sure about that?
Corrin: Well, of course I am. You may not know it, but he loves me very much, dear. If you really don't believe me, then I'll prove it to you.
Shiro: Really? Well, I'd be curious to see your so-called proof.
Corrin: Fine. I'll collect it and show you soon.
Corrin: Why hello, Shiro. Do you have a moment?
Shiro: Sure, Mom. Why are you holding those envelopes?
Corrin: These are the proof of your father's love for me.
Shiro: Let me guess. Are those love letters?
Corrin: Yes. I've kept every piece of correspondence that he's sent me over the years. This here is the first one he sent. And this is the most recent.
Shiro: Wow. Dad really likes to write a lot.
Corrin: He certainly does. I never would have dreamed that he would be so diligent with his writing. He expresses his love for me in person too. But I think letters allow him to open up and be more in touch with his emotions. I just love this side of his personality. It's very romantic. Heehee, let me guess. This wasn't what you were expecting, right?
Shiro: Not at all. I guess I've always thought of Dad as being stiff and formal all the time. Maybe I've been wrong about him this whole time. So what kind of stuff does he write about?
Corrin: Oh, Shiro. That's strictly between me and your father. I can't show you.
Shiro: Now I'm even more curious! But I guess knowing that he really cares will have to be good enough.
Corrin: I'm glad you're satisfied. Oh, and, sweetie. We both love you so much.
Shiro: I know. But thanks for saying so, Mom.
Corrin: Heehee, of course.
Shiro: Mom, there you are! Do you have a sec?
Corrin: Sure. What is it?
Shiro: Remember when you showed me those letters Dad wrote you? I thought maybe I'd try writing down my thoughts and feelings. You know, what it's like to be your son. That kind of thing.
Corrin: You did? Why thank you, Shiro. That's very thoughtful.
Shiro: No, it's not good enough.
Corrin: Huh? What do you mean?
Shiro: Well, it's not very special if I just do the exact same thing as Dad, right? That's why I'm going to treat you to a homemade meal too!
Corrin: Oh, really? A homemade meal?
Shiro: Yep! Anything you want, Mom. Well, anything I can find in the forest at least. But I can't get started until you tell me what sounds good. Does anything sound really tasty to you?
Corrin: Hmm, can I have a bit of time to think about it?
Shiro: I guess it would be hard to think of something off the top of your head. Just get back to me soon.
Corrin: I will.
Shiro: Awesome! Now I've got a leg up on Dad!
Corrin: Shiro, this isn't a competition. You can't possibly win or lose.
Shiro: But I'd be failing you as a son if I didn't make you happy.
Corrin: Heehee. How funny. Your father once said something very similar to me.
Shiro: He did?!
Corrin: Yes. Let me think for a moment... He said he would be a terrible husband if he couldn't make my life wonderful. The apple didn't fall far from the tree with you, Shiro. Heehee.
Shiro: Damn! He's got me beat already!
Corrin: Don't be silly. All I care about is knowing you love me. I'm very proud to be your mother.
Kiragi: La la la la ♪
Corrin: Hey, Kiragi. Wow! That's a pretty big pheasant. Did you just get back from hunting?
Kiragi: Sure did! Bagged myself a big ol' girl.
Corrin: You seem to be quite good at hunting. Have you been doing this your whole life?
Kiragi: Hm? Oh, yeah, pretty much. Sort of...
Corrin: Why the face? Did I say something wrong?
Kiragi: Huh? Oh, no. I was just thinking about hunting when I was younger. My caretakers always tried to keep me from doing it. "Hunting is too dangerous for a child like you! I swear, if we catch you again—" Yadda yadda. Haha. I still remember the scoldings.
Corrin: Well, you ARE a prince. I'm sure they just wanted to make sure you were safe.
Kiragi: And there is it again! I wish people would stop treating me like some delicate little princeling! But they never will. Even when I tell them I hate it, they just keep right on doing it.
Corrin: I-I'm sorry, Kiragi. I didn't mean to offend you.
Kiragi: No, it's OK. I'm sorry for going off like that. It's just... I mean, well, you're a princess, right, Corrin? Doesn't it bug you when people act like that? You know, with all the polite talk and the kid gloves and stuff?
Corrin: Well, I don't know. A little, I guess. I try to speak politely to everyone, whatever their rank, so I may be a bad example. There are times, however, when I wish people would speak more freely.
Kiragi: Yeah, that's it! I know exactly what you mean. And it's not just that! Doesn't it bug you when people act like royals are dumb? Like, they think we're all just isolated shut-ins that never go outside! Can you imagine what it would be like to even live a life like that?
Corrin: Ah... Yes, actually, I can.
Corrin: I spent my childhood as an isolated shut-in that rarely went outside. I was never permitted to leave the castle.
Kiragi: Oh! Seriously? I'm so sorry! I didn't mean you, I meant—ah, gee... Hm...but... That gives me an idea! Does that mean you've never gone hunting?
Corrin: Hunting? Maybe a little, but not much.
Kiragi: Then why don't you come with me sometime? I'll teach you all the ins and outs, so no one can call you a weak little shut-in again!
Corrin: B-but nobody's ever called me that before...
Kiragi: Yeah, I think this'll be great! Woohoo! I can't wait! I'll see you tomorrow, bright and early, OK, Corrin?
Corrin: K-Kiragi! Wait! ...And he's gone. *sigh* I guess I'm going hunting tomorrow.
Kiragi: Well done, Corrin! You were great out there!
Corrin: I'm just happy I didn't cause you any problems. I'm still so new to this... You, on the other hand, are truly amazing.
Kiragi: Yeah, right? I'm pretty sure I'm the best hunter alive! Of course, I wasn't always so unbelievably skilled. I might never have become a hunter at all if it hadn't been for my caretakers. They were always squawking in my ears, "Princes should stay inside!" "It's too dangerous out there! What would the kingdom do if it lost a prince?!" And one day I just got fed up! I decided I had to start going out into the real world! I think it all turned out all right, if I do say so myself.
Corrin: Aw... Well I'm glad you managed to find a way to do what you love.
Kiragi: It was so fun back then, even when I didn't catch anything. Everything was so fresh and exciting. I snuck out every day to go for a hike!
Corrin: Heehee. I'm pretty impressed, Kiragi.
Kiragi: Huh? Why's that?
Corrin: You know how I said I was kept inside my entire childhood? Well, I longed to see more of the outside world, just like you did. But I never really managed to get away with escaping. Not for lack of trying.
Kiragi: Aren't you out now, though?
Corrin: Well, yes, but through no virtue of my own. That's why I think it's so impressive that you managed to follow your dreams. You got out due to your strength and determination. That's inspiring.
Kiragi: Heehee. Aw, stop. You're making me blush! Well, if you'd like, I'll teach you everything I know about hunting. Just ask!
Corrin: Heehee. OK! I'll keep that in mind.
Corrin: Hello, Kiragi. About to go hunting again?
Kiragi: Nope! I actually just got back!
Corrin: Oh, then could I borrow you for a second? I wanted to talk to you about something.
Kiragi: Um, sure. What's up?
Corrin: Remember how you told me you hate people treating you like a prince? I don't think you really need to worry about it as much as you think.
Corrin: If I understand you correctly, what really bothers you isn't all the conventions. You're worried that others will not see the real you behind "the prince."
Corrin: What I mean is...I don't think you're that bothered by fancy talk or special clothing. I think you're afraid people will think you're weak or uninformed because you're royal. You just want people to acknowledge you for yourself and not your title. But the thing is...I think everyone already does that.
Kiragi: Why do you say that? I told you about my caretakers, right?
Corrin: I don't think they were really all that worried about the kingdom. They were worried about you. You were their charge. They didn't want you hurt. The people I grew up around...they all loved me, and not because I was a princess. I'm sure it's the same for those who took care of you.
Kiragi: Corrin... You're probably right, you know? But...I didn't realize it at the time. And I don't think I left on good terms.
Corrin: I'm sure they understand that you had your reasons.
Kiragi: Yeah, maybe... Thanks for taking the time to chat with me, Corrin. Heh. I feel like a huge weight's been lifted off my shoulders. Almost makes me miss the Deeprealms a little bit. Maybe I should write my caretakers a letter sometime...
Corrin: What was it like there?
Kiragi: Oh, it was incredible! We were surrounded by nature on all sides! It was the perfect place for a natural-born hunter to grow up! When this war is over...I wanna go back there, I think. We should go together.
Corrin: Haha. Very well. But only if you promise to introduce me to everyone you grew up with! Deal?
Kiragi: Haha. Deal!
Corrin: Hey, Kiragi. What's wrong? You look like you've been chased by a dragon.
Kiragi: *pant...pant...pant* I just realized...something and wanted...to tell you...right away...so I ran to see you! I was on...that mountain...over there...so it was a bit...of a trek!
Corrin: Huh?! But...that mountain must be 10 miles away! Please tell me you took some breaks!
Kiragi: Enough—*pant*—about that—*gulp*— This is important. Do you have some time?
Corrin: Of course. What did you want to discuss?
Kiragi: I just... I realized that I have the most fun when I'm with you!
Corrin: And you ran all this way to tell me that?
Kiragi: Yes! Er, well, no! See, lately, I just don't have fun when I go hunting by myself. Even if I catch something, I'm not happy. Even if it's big!
Kiragi: But, when I go with you, I have fun even if we don't catch a thing! The time just flies by when we talk! So, I guess what I'm trying to say is... I think I'm in love with you, Corrin!
Corrin: Wh-what? Come again?
Kiragi: I love you! I love you! I love you more than anyone! So...would you want to...um...be together?
Kiragi: I-is that a no?
Corrin: No, Kiragi...I love you too. You're the kindest, sincerest, most easygoing person I've ever known. I'm so lucky to have met you!
Kiragi: Then, you mean—
Corrin: Yes. My answer is yes!
Kiragi: You mean it?! HOORAY! WOOHOO! Aw yeah! Yeah yeah yeah! I don't think I could possibly be happier!
Corrin: Heehee! I didn't expect you to be so happy!
Kiragi: Why wouldn't I be? My favorite person in the whole world loves me back! Hey...Corrin. Wanna go hunting?
Corrin: Huh? Right now?
Kiragi: Yeah! Don't you think it's a fitting way for us to celebrate today? It was hunting that brought us together, after all! Come on! Let's go!
Corrin: K-Kiragi! Kiragi? How can he be so fast?! Kiragi! Wait for meeeeee!!
Kiragi: Guess I'm not the only archer around here—you got me right through the heart, you know. And I couldn't be happier.
Kiragi (as parent and child)
Kiragi: Ah, the great outdoors! What a perfect day for some hunting! The mountains are looking particularly appealing... But I did see a lot of game in that field the other day, too. So many choices!
Corrin: Stop right there, Kiragi.
Kiragi: Yikes! H-hey, Mom. You sure are good at sneaking these days.
Corrin: Oh, did I scare you?
Kiragi: Obviously. You look like you're about to attack me!
Corrin: That's because you're out here, and you absolutely shouldn't be. What am I going to do with you...
Kiragi: I'm really sorry... I promise I'll do it as soon as I get home.
Corrin: Right, right. That sounds awfully familiar. Every time you get home from hunting, you just grab something to eat and fall asleep. Not this time.
Kiragi: B-but I'm terrible at math. And history is way too hard!
Corrin: That's why you need to work harder! I already told you that I would help with your studies.
Kiragi: I can survive being bad at math and history. I don't see what the big deal is.
Corrin: Kiragi, there is bad, and then there is abysmal. You are beyond abysmal. Your father and I should have realized that much sooner, and we're sorry. But now that we're all together again, we want to do everything we can to help you. I know it doesn't seem like it, but this will be so good for you!
Corrin: Come on, let's go home. I know how much you love hunting, but someday you'll thank me for pushing you.
Kiragi: No! This isn't fair! Hunting is the only thing I have to look forward to! Don't try and take that away from me. You may be my mom, but you can't force me to do anything! I'm going hunting, and I don't care whether you like it or not!
Corrin: Ah! Kiragi, come back here!! *sigh* There he goes...
Kiragi: What an amazing day! No one will be going hungry anytime soon. That bird sure gave me a lot of trouble. I should look it up when I get home. Maybe I need to build some new traps, too.
Kiragi: OK, careful... Easy does it. I can't let Mom know that I was out hunting instead of resting. "Work harder on your studies!" That's all she ever thinks about... Like I need math or history to be a good hunter.
Corrin: Hmm. No, that's unrelated. Maybe if I rewrite it like this...
Kiragi: What's this? It looks like she's writing something down.
Corrin: Instead of using just numbers, we can change these to rabbits in a trap... I bet that would help him understand.
Kiragi: What is she doing there?
Corrin: Oh, rats! Where did I put that book? It has to be around here somewhere. I need to track it down so I can start his history lessons.
Kiragi: Geez, she's working really hard.
Corrin: I just have to help him learn to memorize things. If we move slowly and cover everything, I know he'll catch up soon.
Kiragi: Hey, Mom.
Corrin: Oh! Welcome back, Kiragi. Why are you just standing there?
Kiragi: Y-you knew I wasn't here?
Corrin: Well of course. You forgot to close the bedroom door when you left.
Kiragi: Oh, I did? Oops. Listen, I just wanted to say that... Well, I'm sorry, Mom. You're putting so much energy into helping me learn, and then I just run off to hunt.
Corrin: Shh, it's all right, Kiragi. It's important that we both understand where the other is coming from. I know how much you love hunting. I just want you to balance that with some studying too!
Kiragi: I will! I didn't realize how much this mattered until I saw you just now... Please, teach me! I want to learn about math and history!
Corrin: Do you really mean it? That makes me so happy. Are you ready to get started?
Kiragi: OK! But wait, I'm totally covered in mud. Let me change real quick—then we can start! Wait right here!
Kiragi: All right! I solved it! Take that, math problem!
Corrin: Hang on, let me check your work... Hmm, your answer is correct. But how did you come to this answer?
Kiragi: Oh yeah. I know you normally start on the right... But if you make an assumption here, you can skip a lot of extra calculations! The book said it was an advanced method, but it didn't seem all that tough.
Corrin: An advanced method, huh? Well, your answer is correct. Nicely done, Kiragi!
Kiragi: Hehheh! Thanks, Mom!
Corrin: Your history assignment is looking perfect as well. All the years, locations, and important events are in the right spots. You didn't miss anything at all. I'm so proud of you!
Kiragi: It was a lot easier once I started thinking of them as fantastic stories. Random facts are so much more difficult to remember. And I've got a great teacher, too!
Corrin: I was happy to help, Kiragi. But all of this progress is due to your hard work!
Kiragi: Stop, Mom. You're going to make me blush!
Corrin: It looks like we've covered everything I prepared for today. And look, there's lots of daylight left... I bet you'd love to go out hunting, right?
Kiragi: Um, actually...no.
Corrin: What? Really?
Kiragi: I mean, of course I'd like to go hunting, but I'd rather study more with you.
Corrin: Aww, that's so sweet.
Kiragi: You've made this so much fun. I used to dread it before. I'm learning so many new things!
Corrin: Well we can keep going if you want to. It's so nice to spend all this time together.
Kiragi: It's the best!
Corrin: *pant pant* Oh, Asugi! C-could I get your help?
Asugi: Hey there, Boss. What's wrong? You seem a little out of breath.
Corrin: We've been rai— Did you just call me "Boss"? That's not as...imaginative as your other nicknames.
Asugi: I know, I know. I WAS thinking "Bubbles," but something about it just didn't sit right. I've been having trouble coming up with good nicknames these days... Anyways, what'd you need?
Corrin: We've been raided!
Asugi: Raided? I didn't hear anything.
Corrin: I mean our food! Someone managed to break into the mess's storage room!
Asugi: ...Isn't there a watch assigned to that room round the clock?
Corrin: Yes! And they didn't see anything! Which is why this is such a problem! We have no idea how they got in! Which means it could happen again.
Asugi: I see...
Corrin: Asugi, do you have any idea how this might have happened?
Asugi: ...Nope. Nah. Not a one. Mm-mm. No, ma'am.
Corrin: Um...OK. Suspicious answers aside, if you think of something, please, come to me. I'll be heading the investigation personally. This is too important to delegate. If they hit our food again, they may take far, far more. And if we don't have food, we don't have an army.
Asugi: Yes'm. I'll keep my peepers peeping. Now, if you'll be so kind, I'll take my leave. I have some affairs to see to.
Corrin: Hm... ...No, it couldn't be. Asugi wouldn't lie to me. I should get back to my investigation.
Corrin: *pant pant* Asugi!
Asugi: Out of breath again? Let me guess...
Corrin: Yes. Those thieves hit our food supply again.
Asugi: I see.
Corrin: I swear I will catch the dastards that did this and bring them to justice! If this keeps up, I shudder to think what will happen to us. Thankfully, they've only managed to get away with a trivial amount of food so far...
Asugi: You've a right to be angry, I s'pose.
Asugi: Stealing is a crime, after all. It's not right, taking from others for one's own gain. But, then, how many people steal food out of selfishness?
Corrin: ...What do you mean?
Asugi: I mean that there can be good reasons for stealing. See, this may be hard to believe, but not everyone who's poor deserves to be so. And nobles have more wealth than they can shake a candy cane at. The world could use some...rebalancing now and then. That's why we have noble thieves—to take from the rich and give to the poor.
Corrin: But how are we supposed to prevent chaos if we just let people steal? What did the nobles do to deserve to lose their property?
Asugi: *snort* What did they do to earn it? A little chaos can be a good thing. Besides, you'll find that the poor aren't greedy. They take what they need. Like you said, only a small amount of food was missing from our stores.
Corrin: I...I mean, that's true, I guess...
Asugi: Anyway. That's all. Catch you later, Boss.
Corrin: Asugi! Wait!
Corrin: Um...I apologize in advance, but I must ask. Did you...?
Asugi: You think I stole it? Heh. Can't say I blame you after that little speech. Don't worry, though. Wasn't me. But everything'll be clear soon enough.
Corrin: Asugi! Is it true?! Were you the one that caught the thieves?!
Asugi: Damn it. Who ratted?
Corrin: It never even occurred to me that they would be children. How did they even get in?
Asugi: There was a hole in the back, hidden behind a mound of dirt.
Corrin: If you knew this, why didn't you say anything about it? This is a major security risk! What if someone else had found it?!
Asugi: The hole is tiny. Barely big enough for a hound. It was pretty clear no adult could get through it, and there's no other way in. Besides, it's pretty much always children who steal food. Especially in that amount.
Asugi: Adults always go after money. They understand they need more than food. But kids are more straightforward. They follow their stomachs. Anyways, I don't want to make a big deal out of this. For their sake. You're not going to help them much by giving them anything. These kids have parents. Which means anything you give the kids ain't theirs.
Corrin: And you don't think the parents would do the right thing...
Asugi: I visited them. They're not the virtuous type. It's hard to be virtuous and poor. I did arrange something with the local grocer, though. Heard he was trustworthy. He agreed to look out for them as well as he could. Make sure they weren't hungry. And I got the kids to promise they wouldn't steal so long as they were fed. Hope one of them takes it to heart.
Corrin: Y-you did all that?
Asugi: Eh? Sure. Why not? Didn't have anything better to do.
Corrin: I guess I just...didn't expect it of you.
Asugi: Heh. Glad to know I inspire such raw, trusting admiration.
Corrin: Er, not that I ever had a bad opinion of you. I think I just...misunderstood you. You've taught me some important things, Asugi. We need to keep in mind the people we're supposedly trying to do this for. Without them, all our efforts amount to little more than another power struggle. Even if we don't see them, we must always keep them in mind.
Asugi: Guess you're not so naive after all, Boss. Well, if something else comes up, let me know. Later.
Corrin: Thank you, Asugi.
Asugi: Hey, you. Need something?
Corrin: You went to check in on the kids who were stealing from us, didn't you?
Asugi: What? I don't— You got spies on me or something? I could have sworn I wasn't being followed.
Corrin: A little bird told me. I guess this explains all the baking you've been doing lately. I figured your sweet tooth was acting up, but it looks like it was just your heart! Haha. You should be proud, Asugi. It's a good thing you did.
Asugi: Oh, cram it. Anybody'd do the same. Who doesn't like to look after kids?
Corrin: Plenty of people. You're much kinder than you let on. Speaking of which...I wanted to apologize. For suspecting you were the food thief. It's just...it seemed so obvious. You had the skills and the knowledge. And you've got an insatiable appetite for desserts... I couldn't help but suspect...
Asugi: Yeah, I know. You're pretty easy to read. Most earnest, naive types are. But I like that about you. It's what makes you admirable.
Corrin: Thank...you? But, really, I must apologize for thinking you had anything to do with it.
Asugi: I'd be real annoyed if it were anyone else, but I think I can let it slide this once. But only because it's you.
Corrin: Huh? Why?
Asugi: Heh. Guess I gotta come clean. I fancy you, Boss.
Corrin: What?! A-Asugi!
Asugi: Haha. Don't sound so pleased.
Corrin: No, I didn't mean... I meant... That makes me very happy, Asugi. I "fancy" you too.
Corrin: You didn't notice? Who'd you think's been leaving all of those candy apples in your quarters?
Asugi: Th-that was you?
Corrin: Yes. I wanted to pay you back for what you did for those kids. And, well, we all love giving presents to the object of our secret affections. You're so kind, Asugi. I think it's very... admirable.
Asugi: W-would you quit saying the "k" word?!
Corrin: Heehee! You're so cute when you're embarrassed.
Asugi: G-ghh... Whatever... But...I am glad we feel the same way about each other.
Corrin: As am I. I think this might just be the start of a beautiful life together, Asugi.
Asugi: Me too, Corrin. This life and the next one, too.
Asugi: You're sweeter than sweets, my sweet. Let's celebrate our delicious love with a giant wedding cake! I'm serious. Biggest. Cake. EVER.
Asugi (as parent and child)
Asugi: Ah, mission accomplished. I got a ton of useful information tonight. Today's undercover work was riskier than usual. I almost got caught this time. Almost doesn't count though, heh heh. Time to share what I learned and go relax.
Corrin: Asugi! You're finally home...
Asugi: M-Mom?! Shouldn't you be asleep? It's really late.
Corrin: I realize that. But I'll stay up as late as it takes to see you home safely.
Asugi: I'm fine, Mom. It's an early morning tomorrow. You should be asleep!
Corrin: I try, but it's no use. I lie awake worrying about you.
Asugi: Look, I get sent out on these recon trips because I'm good at them. We all risk our lives when we're out on our missions, and I'm no different.
Corrin: Solo missions are different, though. I don't like that you put yourself in such danger without any support.
Asugi: I told you, I'm fine. I do what I have to, and that's the end of it. If you stay up all night, you'll just be a liability to all of us tomorrow.
Corrin: That's not fair, Asugi. Don't think you can get out of discussing this.
Asugi: Look, it's late. I'm exhausted. We should both get some rest.
Corrin: ...All right. But this is not over.
Asugi: ... I've successfully infiltrated the enemy base. Piece of cake! (Mmm...cake.) Now to scope out what the leaders here are up to. They've been acting suspicious. If I can just find some evidence that they're planning something…
Corrin: I suggest saving that heavily guarded building to the right for last, just in case.
Asugi: WHAA—?! What...? MOM?! What in the name of all that is sweet and holy are you doing here?
Corrin: I heard you trying to sneak out, and so I thought I'd tag along.
Asugi: Wh-why would you follow me? This place is dangerous!
Corrin: I told you. You need support on these hazardous missions, so I'm volunteering.
Asugi: You shouldn't be here, Mom. This is MY mission, not yours!
Corrin: What does it matter, so long as it's accomplished? If anything, that should be easier with two of us attacking the problem.
Asugi: SHH! Be quiet!
Asugi: Not another word! The enemy patrol is heading this way...
Asugi: *sigh* OK, they're gone. Gods, my heart is racing. I was certain they'd spotted us.
Corrin: Haha, I doubt it. They never came anywhere near our position.
Asugi: Geez, Mom. I know parents like to bond with their kids, but this is overkill!
Corrin: There's no such thing as overkill when it comes to looking after my son.
Asugi: Ugh, enough is enough. I can't think straight when you're here. This whole mission is a bust. Let's go.
Corrin: Er...what happened to the suspicious leaders? The enemy plans?
Asugi: Come on, Mom. I know a shortcut back. It's time to go home.
Corrin: But the moon's just set. We have plenty of time to finish things here.
Asugi: It's over. Come on, let's hurry back.
Corrin: Well, it's your mission, I suppose...
Corrin: What are we tackling tonight? Troop movements? Message interception?
Asugi: ... WE are not going anywhere. You're not coming along.
Corrin: I insist, Asugi. I won't stay home while you put yourself in danger.
Asugi: Mom, you're being unreasonable. Don't you trust me?
Corrin: My trust in you won't help me much if they have to carry you back in several pieces. I'm your mother. The unreasonable thing is you asking me not to worry. I'm a powerful warrior in my own right. Why shouldn't I help my son?
Asugi: We each have our own part to play in this war, Mom. I'm a ninja, so I fulfill the roles that my training has prepared me for. When you follow me, it puts us both in very real danger. Instead of focusing on the mission, I can only think of protecting you.
Corrin: I meant well, Asugi. It's just...
Corrin: How would I live with myself if you were caught on one of these solo missions? It tortures me to do less than I possibly could for you...!
Asugi: Mom... Look, this is embarrassing, so I'm only going to say it once.
Asugi: When I got back from my mission that one night and I saw you waiting up for me... I was so happy.
Asugi: Really. It made me realize that I had a real home to come back to. Knowing you're out there, waiting for me, makes me desperate to make it back home. No matter how much danger I'm in or what I have to do to make it back safely... I always will. I will always, always come back home to you.
Asugi: That's why I need you to stay here. My home is wherever YOU are. I can't do what I do without knowing that I have a loving home waiting for me. As long as you're here, safe and happy, I'll never lose heart.
Corrin: ... All right. If that's really how you feel, then I'll restrain myself. I want you to be alive, mind you, but I also want you to be happy.
Asugi: Mom... Thank you. You don't know what that means to me.
Corrin: There's still the problem of what I'll do instead of sleeping, but I have one idea. How about if I prepare your favorite foods for you? You're hungry when you get home, I'm sure.
Asugi: That...would be AMAZING!
Corrin: It's a deal. You'll be sure to come home, and I'll be sure you're properly welcomed.
Asugi: Thanks, Mom. I love you.
Selkie: Hey, Corrin! Wait up!
Corrin: Selkie? How can I help you?
Selkie: You have horns, right? On your head?
Selkie: You know what I mean. When you turn into a dragon. You have horns?
Corrin: Yes, I suppose I do. Although I haven't spent much time looking in the mirror as a dragon.
Selkie: Well, that's too bad, because they look AMAZING on you. I wish I had a set of my own... But kitsune don't grow horns.
Corrin: But you have such a lovely tail and cute fuzzy ears! I'm not sure horns would complement the overall look...
Selkie: Bah! Cute, schmoot. I want to look tough! Will you come hunting for a cool set of horns with me?
Corrin: Hunting for horns? I don't understand.
Selkie: Jeez, do I have to explain everything to you? I'm going to get them from a deer! Their horns just grow back anyway.
Corrin: Well, first of all, deer have antlers. Secondly, how are you going to attach—
Selkie: All right! It's decided! Let's go! Woohoo!
Corrin: OK, then...
Corrin: What do you think, Selkie? Should we call it a day?
Selkie: Aww! If I were hunting these deer for real, I'd have caught ALL of 'em. But when I'm trying to be all nice and capture one alive, it just runs away! Stupid deer! Don't they know I just want their antlers?
Corrin: I'd call them SMART deer, for running away from a predator like you. But I can see that you're frustrated. And I'm exhausted. Running around all day at your pace has really wiped me out.
Selkie: You're tired? I have just the thing. Wait here!
Selkie: Here you go! A canteen of fresh springwater, ice cold!
Corrin: Oh, that's just what I needed. But where did you find it?
Selkie: There's a hidden spring just around the bend from here. It's one of my little secrets!
Corrin: Well, thank you! I feel refreshed enough to keep on hunting. C'mon, let's go!
Selkie: Nah, that's OK. I don't wanna waste any more of your time.
Corrin: Really? Are you sure? I know how much you want a set of antlers.
Selkie: It's all right. I had a lot of fun today just racing all around the woods with you. Besides, I'm hungry. Let's go home!
Corrin: Well, if you're sure...
Selkie: Yep! I'll race ya back to camp!
Corrin: Hmm...How can I help Selkie get over this whole "antlers and horns" thing?
Corrin: Hey, Selkie. What are you up to? What's that book you're reading?
Selkie: Hi, Corrin! I was just looking through this amazing picture book. Check out this horse. Crazy horn, right? And look how many horns this monster has!
Corrin: Yes, those are some impressive creatures. But...I hope you're not still worried about not having any horns of your own...
Corrin: Because...I think your fuzzy little ears and tail are pretty darn cute. Everyone already knows you're fierce—you don't need horns to prove anything. I guess what I'm saying is...I think you're pretty great just the way you are.
Selkie: Really? You mean that?
Corrin: Of course! If anything, I'm a little envious of your look.
Selkie: Aww, you're too nice, Corrin. But you should know that I'm actually totally happy with the way I look. I thought some horns would be cool, sure... But I also just wanted an excuse to play with you in the forest!
Corrin: Well, that's great! I'm really glad to hear that. So, you're all done questing for horns and antlers and other types of trophies?
Selkie: Nope! Now we've gotta go get you a pair of cute fuzzy ears just like mine! Since you like 'em so much, you know!
Selkie: What? You don't have to wear 'em when you're a dragon or anything. Plus, it'd be another great chance to go running in the forest. Wheeee!
Corrin: Selkie, we don't need an excuse to go hang out in the forest. We can just go! So, please...let's not scalp the ears and tail off any poor woodland creature...
Selkie: OK, sounds good to me. Let's go!
Corrin: Don't ever change, Selkie...
Selkie (as parent and child)
Selkie: Hey, Mom! What are you doing? Wanna go outside and play?
Corrin: With all that mud on you, I'd say you've done quite enough playi— Selkie, is that blood?!
Selkie: Yep! I was exploring in the forest, and I think I fell off a cliff or two. Heehee!
Corrin: Does it hurt? Do we need to go see the healer again?
Selkie: Aww, I'm fine. I just scraped my knees a little bit. Everything still works the way it's supposed to. See?
Corrin: Y-yes, I see... But our living room is not an obstacle course, dear. I appreciate your exuberant spirit, but I wish you'd be more careful.
Selkie: Grr, that's no fun! What am I supposed to do?
Corrin: Have you thought about all the things you can do indoors? You could keep a diary, or make a pillow fort, or learn to cook.
Selkie: I dunno...sounds boring. Oh! I have an idea! Let's play dress-up! We can put on makeup and everything.
Corrin: Ah, that's an idea! Learning something new is always a good time.
Selkie: Yay! Let's do it! Gimme that lipstick!
Corrin: Not just yet, Selkie. This is going to take some preparation. I'll let you know when I've gathered everything. It shouldn't be long.
Selkie: All right...this is gonna be great!
Corrin: Are you ready for your makeup lesson, Selkie?
Selkie: Oh yeah! Bring it on!
Corrin: I have so many types and shades, I'm not sure where to start. What did you—
Selkie: War paint! Right under the eyes with lipstick! I want green—do you have green?
Corrin: Yes, but there's an important step that comes first. Before anything else, you need to put on some foundation.
Selkie: You mean this powdery stuff? I think it's gonna make me sneeze. AH-CHOO! Oh no...it's everywhere!
Corrin: Aaah...! Careful, Selkie! We need some of that to end up on your face!
Selkie: *sniff* I'm sorry, Mom. I'm screwing everything up, aren't I?
Corrin: Don't cry, dear. It'll streak your makeup, for one thing... Why don't you just watch today? I'll put on my usual makeup, and you can see how I do it. Then you'll be ready to try whatever you want on yourself!
Selkie: Really? OK...that sounds good.
Corrin: Now then, there's a lot you can do with makeup. It all depends on how you're aiming to present yourself.
Selkie: Fierce! I want to look like I could rip your head off with my teeth. Rawr! I mean, not YOUR head, Mom. Anyway, make me look fierce!
Corrin: Haha...that sounds interesting. I like your style, Selkie!
Selkie: Hey, Mom! Guess what?
Corrin: What are you beaming about today, Selkie?
Selkie: I got sooooo many compliments on the makeup you did for me. People said that I looked terrifying!
Corrin: Oh! Hooray...?
Selkie: Uh-huh! There's just one problem...
Corrin: A problem? What's wrong, dear?
Selkie: Well, I loved the makeup, but it took so long to put on. I'd kind of rather spend that time outside playing and running.
Corrin: I...I see.
Selkie: Oh! But that doesn't mean I didn't like being with you. It was really fun to see how you put it all together. I guess what I'm saying is... Sometimes I want to do makeup with you, but other times... I want to run and play outside with you!
Corrin: Whichever you want is fine with me. Being your mother has made me ready for anything...
Selkie: It has? Yay!
Corrin: In fact, I know a nice, cool pond not far from here we could go swimming in.
Selkie: Aww, you're the best! I'm so glad you're my mom!
Hisame: *crunch* *crunch* Mmm...perfection. Yet again.
Corrin: Hello, Hisame. What are you eating?
Hisame: Corrin?! What are you doing here? You surprised me!
Corrin: I'm sorry! It just looked like you were having a little snack. I was going to see if you'd be willing to share. But now that I see you're just eating raw veggies...I'll be on my way.
Hisame: Raw veggies? Please tell me you're joking. Are you completely ignorant of the fine art known as pickling?
Corrin: I...I suppose I must be. What's pickling?
Hisame: Gods. OK, deep breath, Hisame. Pickling is the time-honored art of preserving vegetables. You essentially brine the vegetables in a broth of vinegar and salt.
Corrin: Ah, so you preserve them by making them taste even more repellent?
Hisame: What a dark and desolate life you've lived in the absence of pickles. Listen, I'm going to give you a pickle, and you are going to eat it. You do not have a choice in this matter.
Corrin: All right. Here goes nothing. *crunch* *crunch* Hey, that's not bad!
Hisame: You see?
Corrin: I do. I'm afraid I'll need another bite. And you're going to have to tell me where you got these.
Hisame: Oh ho! I made them myself, of course. I've perfected the recipe over many years.
Corrin: Wow. So while other children were out playing, you were making pickles?
Hisame: Yes. Much to the dismay of my father, I might add. But never mind that. Now that you're hooked, we must expand your palate. Shall I stop by with some new varieties for you to try later?
Corrin: I'd love that! Thank you!
Hisame: You're welcome. I'm just pleased to have made another pickle pal.
Corrin: Do we have to call it that?
Hisame: Good day, Corrin. I've come bearing pickles, as promised.
Corrin: Mmm, I can't wait to try them.
Hisame: Well, I hope you have a strong appetite. I've brought three varieties today.
Corrin: This does look like a lot of food. I hope you didn't go to too much trouble...
Hisame: It was nothing. I pickle constantly in my spare time.
Corrin: *crunch* *crunch* I mean, these are delicious, but how did you come to be so dedicated to pickling?
Hisame: Well, you know how some people rebel against their parents? Staying out late? Wearing silly clothing? Breaking the rules? I made pickles because my father hated them.
Corrin: Oh. I'm sorry to hear that.
Hisame: It's OK. Ancient history. However, I will say that one of my life's goals is to make a pickle so good... ...that my father will actually eat it.
Corrin: Well. If these pickles aren't good enough, it seems you have a long road ahead.
Hisame: Perhaps. But in the meantime, I will surely get to enjoy many a delicious pickle.
Corrin: Well, good luck. And thank you again for the delicious pickles.
Hisame: You're welcome. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must stir my latest test batch.
Corrin: The man sure loves his pickles...
Corrin: Hello, Hisame! Thanks again for all those pickles the other day. How's your latest batch coming along?
Hisame: Ah, Corrin! They're coming along quite nicely. Thanks for asking. I wonder if you're ready to take the next step... Would you like to learn how to make your own pickles?
Corrin: Really? You'd teach me? I guess I assumed that your recipe would be a closely guarded secret.
Hisame: Nothing of the sort. One of my goals is to popularize pickle consumption. So, of course, I'm always happy to share.
Corrin: Great! It's funny; I never thought I'd be getting this excited over something like pickles.
Hisame: And I never thought I'd be able to converse so freely with a beautiful woman. I mean, uh...
Corrin: Um, what?
Hisame: Sorry...that was awkward. But that's exactly what I meant. Unless I'm talking about pickles, I tend to get flustered around women.
Corrin: Well, I never would have guessed. You seem perfectly at ease to me.
Hisame: Well, as long as we keep this relationship strictly pickle-platonic, I should be fine. So, to that end, I believe we were discussing you learning how to pickle.
Corrin: Yes, that's right. What do I need?
Hisame: You will need only the basics. A few jars, a few ingredients, and my knowledge. Come! Pickle paradise awaits!
Corrin: Pickle paradise? I can't imagine why you'd have a hard time talking to women...
Corrin: Hey, Hisame! Check out my first batch of pickles!
Hisame: Ah, very nice. Very fragrant, and... *crunch* the texture is sublime.
Corrin: You really think they're good?
Hisame: Oh, yes. It took me years to achieve results this good. I can't believe it's your first batch.
Corrin: Aww, thank you. I couldn't have done it without your help.
Hisame: Well, your success is encouraging. It has encouraged me, in fact.
Corrin: Oh? How so?
Hisame: This may get awkward. Please brace yourself... But I've found that I can't stop thinking about you, Corrin. Even when I'm mixing my pickle brine, my thoughts drift to you. Is it strange that pickles should have brought us together like this? Am I totally off base? Have I gone too far? You're...you're not saying anything. Oh, gods, what have I done?
Corrin: Hisame...relax. Take a deep breath.
Hisame: *huff* *huff* Corrin...will you go out with me?
Hisame: You mean it?
Corrin: Yes! Hisame, I've been falling for you since the day we met. I don't care that it took the power of pickles to bring us together.
Hisame: I can't tell you how happy this makes me. Just think...we could grow old together. We could be that old couple at the park that always smells like pickles.
Corrin: Look, I like pickles, but THAT is too far. Let's just take this one step at a time.
Hisame: You're right, Corrin. I'm sorry. We're still pickle partners, though, right?
Corrin: Yes. Let's just try to think of a new name for it sooner rather than later...
Hisame: Our love is stronger than the world's most pungent pickle. Won't you dive into the brine with me?
Hisame (as parent and child)
Corrin: Hey, Hisame. Do you have a moment?
Hisame: Oh, hello, Mother. What do you—? Wait, is that—? Why do you have that?!
Corrin: Aha! I thought it was yours. I just found it while I was going through my stuff. It's a diary, correct?
Hisame: Y-yes. It is. Why? Did you read any of it?
Corrin: Of course I didn't! Or rather, I couldn't. Even if I wanted to. There's a lock.
Hisame: Oh, thank the gods! I'd forgotten about that lock! May I have the book now, then?
Corrin: Oh. Um. Sure!
Hisame: Excelle— Mother? You, um...you can let go now. ...Is something wrong?
Corrin: Well... I just thought... Are you sure I can't read it...just a tiny bit?
Hisame: N-no! There are some things that should remain private!
Corrin: Ohhhhhhh. I see. Yes...a boy your age would have all kinds of thoughts best kept from his mother. But to fill an entire book with them...
Hisame: Just what are you trying to imply?! Besides, this diary is from when I was much younger! To be honest, I don't even remember what I wrote. I just know it was private.
Corrin: Oh, really?
Hisame: Yes, really. May I please have the book back now?
Corrin: ...Fine. Here.
Hisame: Thank you. Now, if you don't mind, I'll be on my way.
Corrin: Hm. I know I should respect his privacy, but I can't help but be a little curious...
Corrin: Hey, Hisame. I had some questions about that old diary of yours...
Hisame: What? You did read it, didn't you?!
Corrin: No, I didn't. Don't worry. It just got me thinking, is all. When you were little, we didn't get to spend much time together, right? So I was wondering if you might be willing to share anything you happen to find in it... Things about you. What you were like. Stories and stuff... Is that OK?
Hisame: Of course it is, Mother. It makes me very happy to hear you ask that. Hm. Perhaps we could read it together?
Corrin: Are you sure? You seemed so upset at the idea I'd read any of it before.
Hisame: Yes, I'm sure. I think it will be fine, so long as I can skip any parts I don't wish to share. I truly don't remember what is in it.
Corrin: Heehee. All right. Let's do it!
Hisame: Right now? All right, let me just find the key... Ah! There we go. Now, let's see... "Today was a great day. Mama came to see me!" "I wonder when I'll get to see her next. Maybe it'll be real soon this time!" "We got to play a lot today. I don't think I'll feel lonely again for a while!" Haha. It appears as though I wrote about your visits on nearly every page.
Corrin: Hisame... You were always thinking about your father and I, weren't you?
Hisame: Oh, well, I don't know about that. I am pretty surprised that there's nothing about my daily life in here, though. You'd think I'd have written about something else. At least a few times... But I suppose those visits were always the things I looked forward to most. They were rare treats, after all.
Corrin: Yes. I realize now how much of a blessing it is that we can see each other every day. We must appreciate every moment we are given.
Hisame: I feel the same way, Mother.
Hisame: Mother? You don't seem well. Is everything all right?
Corrin: Huh? Oh, yes. I'm fine.
Hisame: Then why do you look so distressed? Or...is it something you'd prefer not to discuss with your son?
Corrin: No, no. I'm just still thinking about your old diary. I was very happy you let me read it with you, but...it was hard to hear. You were always waiting for us to come visit you, and we made it so rarely... I'm so sorry, Hisame... We caused you so much pain.
Hisame: Please...it's all right. I understand why things had to be the way they were. Besides, I'm happier now than I have ever been. As a child, all I'd think about was when I might see you and Father next. But now I fight alongside you. I can contribute. I have purpose. So do not trouble yourself too much over me. I am content.
Corrin: Hisame... Thank you. I'm sorry for letting you see this side of me. I have to be strong.
Hisame: I did nothing. But I do hope you're feeling better.
Corrin: I am. And I promise...I will never allow us to be parted like that again.
Hisame: And I pray the day never comes when anything threatens to part us. Thank you, Mother.
Corrin: What's the matter, Mitama?
Mitama: Oh, it's nothing. It's just...my hairs aren't quite the way I like anymore.
Corrin: Your "hairs"?
Mitama: Yes. They just don't have the gleam they once did. I think it's time to replace them.
Corrin: Well, for what it's worth, I think your hair looks wonderful. I never pegged you as one to worry about your appearance, though.
Mitama: My appearance? No, I'm talking about my brush.
Corrin: Your brush?
Mitama: Of course. My writing instruments are my life. If they're ruined, so too are my poems. Bristles of my brush / Split ends split also in two / Beauty and poem. Do you see? That's the best poem I can write right now.
Corrin: Was that a bad poem? I can't really tell. But you do certainly seem unhappy.
Mitama: This is the end of my career as a poet! What will I do?! My life as a poet / Like a dream after waking / Sublime, but now over. No no no! Now I can't even get the syllables right anymore!
Corrin: Why don't we just go and buy you a new brush? They should have some in town.
Mitama: But how do we know that they'll be good brushes? I do not want to waste a trip. I hate going outside more than anything. There is dirt out there. Do you know dirt? It's so...dirty.
Corrin: Come on! If you don't at least try, you'll never have a good brush again! Is that what you want?
Mitama: No, it isn't. You're right. Which is why I will permit you to buy one for me.
Corrin: What?! I'm not your lackey. I'll come with you if you go, but I'm not buying anything.
Mitama: Ugh. OK. Fiiiiine.
Corrin: Here we are! This is supposed to be the biggest art shop around for miles.
Corrin: What's the matter?
Mitama: I'm not leaving.
Corrin: O-oh. Wait. What?
Mitama: I love it here. The soothing scent of ink drifting through the air... The rows and rows of brushes, reams of paper, easels, and canvases. I am enchanted. This store is a paradise. It shall also be my home.
Corrin: I don't think you can just move in! How about we just look for some brushes? Besides, everyone would miss you if you left us.
Mitama: I don't think so. Hm. Do you think I could make a mattress out of paper?
Corrin: People would absolutely miss you! And your poems! Now, tell me what kind of brush you're looking for.
Mitama: Fine, fine. If you insist it's a bad idea, I won't move in. Today. Now, brushes. Let's see... I want one identical to my old one. The bristles must be precisely the same— they are the soul of the brush. What animal the hair is from, how they have been prepared... There are many things to consider—all of which are of the utmost importance. I will not compromise on a single one.
Corrin: Wow...you really do have strong feelings about your brushes. I kind of thought you had no interest in anything other than poetry and sleeping.
Mitama: Heh, don't think complimenting me will do you any favors. We left on a quest / In search of the perfect brush / Now we near the goal!
Corrin: I don't think we should be running in here! Wait for me!
Mitama: *sigh* Even with Corrin's help, I couldn't find the perfect brush... My brush hand trembles / Despair closes off my throat / Word-makers, unmade.
Mitama: No voice reaches through / To sing my poems to life / O, this broken soul. Brushless, therefore soulless. I am quit now of the world of the living. Please, leave me be.
Corrin: Wait just a minute, now. I brought you a gift. Here. Take it.
Mitama: A new brush? And the bristles... They're exactly the same as the ones on my old brush! How did you get this?
Corrin: Well, after we had no luck at that first store, I just kept trying others on my own. I had your brush, so I knew it'd only be a matter of time before I found a match. And find one I did! Even if it took a little longer than I'd thought. Heehee.
Corrin: Oh, but I guess the handle isn't exactly the same. Is that OK?
Mitama: Yes. I can just replace it with the handle from my old brush.
Corrin: Oh, great! Then I guess we solved our problem!
Mitama: Thank you so much. Without you...my life as a poet might have been done for.
Corrin: Well, I wouldn't go that far. I'm sure you'd go back to writing eventually.
Mitama: No, truly. You have saved me. And now I will devote myself to poetry, body and soul! I could do no less after receiving a gift of such incredible generosity!
Corrin: I'm happy to hear it.
Mitama: For art and beauty / I live, and giving me these / You gave me my life. Heehee. The poems now flow from me as easily as a forest stream from its spring.
Corrin: Oh? Then perhaps you could write some for me.
Mitama: Anything for you / A thousand thousand blossoms / I'll heap upon you!
Mitama (as parent and child)
Corrin: Mitama! Don't pretend you're asleep!
Corrin: Come out, Mitama! It's time for the war council. You can't keep yourself in there forever!
Mitama: Please apologize / Tell them I am feeling ill / I'll come tomorrow.
Corrin: That's what you said yesterday. And the day before that! You need to attend at least one of these things to see how they work.
Mitama: Please, honored Mother / I do not want to learn this / I will not like it. Also, I am really tired and will fall asleep at the table.
Corrin: You wouldn't be so tired if you didn't stay up all night reading your favorite poets. Where in the world did you learn your love of poetry, anyway?
Mitama: The answer is clear / A gift from Father did it / A brush and paper... As soon as I could write in flowing text, my love for poems blossomed.
Corrin: That doesn't really explain it. You can do a lot with a pen and ink. You could have learned to draw or taken up prose... What drew you to poetry?
Mitama: Am I mistaken? / Is there more than just haiku? / Maybe more poems?
Corrin: Something must have happened along the way to spark your interest in them...
Mitama: Perhaps we can learn / Explore this situation / Mother and daughter.
Corrin: I'd love to! Let's see—where would be the best place to start...? No! We don't have time for this! Nice try, my daughter. But we're going to that meeting. I want you ready to go when I open this door.
Mitama: My ruse discovered / I have no choice but to go / It was worth a shot.
Corrin: Mitama? Are you there buried somewhere in all these papers?
Mitama: Ah, hello, Mother. Here lies my new goal / My very first poem hides / I must search this mess.
Corrin: Is that what you're doing? Trying to find the first poem you ever wrote?
Mitama: I speak in verse now / It was not always the case / In the past, the cause.
Corrin: And you think you'll discover the reason why you started in these old poems?
Mitama: Many days have passed / The answer remains hidden / My eyes grow weary. If I find my first poem, I'll be able to figure out what was going on in my life then. Ah! An old, tattered scrap / This page could be what I sought / It's my first poem.
Corrin: Oh! Well spotted. Would you mind reading it to me?
Mitama: Yet more days alone / Mother is late to visit / I feel my heart break.
Corrin: Oh dear. Not the thrill of discovery I was hoping for... I'm so sorry, Mitama.
Mitama: You'd gotten very busy, and my caretakers told me you couldn't come to visit. I remember now, I started writing poems to entertain myself while you were gone. Left waiting for you / My world turned inward to verse / Structure to sorrow.
Corrin: I never realized before how lonely you must have been in those days. I wish I could make it up to you somehow...
Mitama: No need to feel bad / Your reasons were with merit / The world needed you. I didn't know it then, but you were busy fighting to keep me safe.
Corrin: That's generous of you, but all the same... I'm sorry you went through that. Still, it doesn't get us any closer to finding out why you took up poetry in particular. Hmm...perhaps we should ask your caretakers in the Deeprealm.
Mitama: More clues to my past / Hidden in old memories / The search continues. Yes, I think I shall write to them and see if they can remember anything.
Corrin: There's an idea. Though I'd be happy to write the letter for you. It might get our point across less... cryptically.
Corrin: I don't understand... This doesn't make any sense!
Mitama: Mother, did you receive an answer from my caretakers? Please let me hear it / Perhaps the source is revealed / The search now bears fruit.
Corrin: As strange as this may sound... your caretakers have indicated that it was I who set you down the path of poetry.
Mitama: This does not make sense / Poetry is not your love / Why would they claim such?
Corrin: That was my initial thought as well. But then I considered it some more. Your caretakers did say that you would often imitate me for days after my visits. And on one such occasion, you took to mimicking the words of a song I sang you. They say that you begged everyone around to teach you how to write words like that.
Mitama: Like objects in mist / These memories are hazy / But they could be real.
Corrin: In that particular Deeprealm, the primary form of poetry was haiku. So they gave you volume after volume of the stuff, which you devoured.
Mitama: These books a lifeline / They consumed every moment / A strong influence. But how could I mistake song for poetry?
Corrin: Well, you were young. The relevance of the melody may not have occurred to you.
Mitama: I...I remember now! Buried out of sight / A warm memory revealed / A smile now blossoms.
Corrin: You wanted to know the words, so I taught them to you. When you repeated them without the tune, your caretakers thought it was a poem. So they taught you all they could about poetry, and here we are.
Mitama: A simple mistake / Like ripples on a still lake / Echoes across life. It all makes much more sense now. Heeheehee, so it is your fault that I'm so in love with poetry and verse. Revealed as the source / Do you stop what you started? / It isn't so bad.
Corrin: Indeed not. I'm glad that we got to the bottom of this together.
Mitama: Poetry or song / Mother and daughter allied / A bond unbroken.
Corrin: I much prefer your latest effort to your first... Thank you, Mitama.
Corrin: Hey there! Whatcha reading?
Caeldori: Finderbinders! M-milady!
Corrin: Er, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.
Caeldori: No, don't be sorry. It's all right. To answer your question, I'm not reading anything of interest.
Corrin: Oh? Then why are you trying to hide it?
Caeldori: Er, well...it's a little embarrassing.
Corrin: Ooooh. Embarrassed, eh? C'mon, you can tell me.
Caeldori: I-it's sort of kind of a love story.
Corrin: Oh, is that all? That sounds normal enough.
Caeldori: I suppose it is... I just imagine it's not exactly the best use of my time. I don't want anyone thinking I'm shirking my duties.
Corrin: So that's why you were hiding it. Well, I wouldn't worry about it so much. Plenty of people love that sort of thing. I've read some myself.
Caeldori: You have?
Corrin: I wasn't allowed out as a child, so I used to spend a lot of time indoors. As a result, I ended up reading a lot of books. Romances VERY much included.
Caeldori: I see. Your childhood doesn't sound so different from mine. I didn't know many children growing up, so books had to serve as my companions. In the end it was good for me, as it meant I learned a lot. But it was lonely at times.
Corrin: I see. I guess we've got more in common than I'd thought. So, tell me—what are your favorite kinds of love stories?
Caeldori: What do you mean?
Corrin: Y'know... What sets Caeldori's heart aflutter?
Caeldori: Hm. I think my favorites are the ones where a prince falls in love with a commoner.
Corrin: Ooh, I like those too! Or the ones where two lovers are torn apart by their families!
Caeldori: Oh, yes! Cuddling up with a tragic love story every now and then is wonderful. I don't know why I like them so much. I always feel so