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View table: Supports_FE12

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  • char1 - String
  • char2 - String
  • level - String
  • support - Wikitext

This table has 297 rows altogether.

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Template:Cargo FE12 supports Abel Est 1

Est: Abel!

Abel: Est, you haven't been in an actual battle for a while. Try not to overdo it.
Est: I told you I'm alright! Sure, I'm not at my peak, but my skill as a former Whitewing hasn't faded just yet. But nevermind me, Abel, I don't want you to get hurt, either. If you'd like, I could let you ride my pegasus. That way, you wouldn't get a scratch on you.
Abel: You said it. I used to be an Altean knight, you know. They called me "Abel the Black Panther." No mere soldier could possibly hope to defeat me. Hmm... If I were to ride with you though, I'd be able to protect you...
Est: Eh? ...Oh dear. Sorry, Abel. I, um, don't think that he wants you to ride him.
Abel: I-I see. I knew it; so he really does hate me... Even back home, he'd go out of his way to savage me each time I tried to touch him.
Est: You ending up getting kicked all the time too... Heehee, you were so certain that you'd need to get along with him in order to be family with me.
Abel: And in the end, I couldn't even pat his head...

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Est: Sigh...

Abel: What's wrong, Est? Why the long face?
Est: Oh... Abel. No, it's nothing. I was just thinking about stuff.
Abel: ...I see. That's okay then.
Est: Say, Abel... Once this war is over, will things--will we really be able to go back to how we used to be?
Abel: Of course. In fact, I'm sure we'll be happier than before. We'll expand the shop, have children...
Est: Oh... yeah. Yeah, that's right. Of course.
Abel: Est...? Are you really alright? That isn't the smile I'm accustomed to. Are you forcing yourself, Est?
Est: Ahaha, 'c-course not. But anyway, Abel. What do you think we should name our child?
Abel: Ah, yes. Let's see...

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Est: Sigh... What should... I do...?

Abel: Est, my love! So you were here.
Est: Abel, what is it? You look so flustered.
Abel: I heard from Prince Marth. You've been terribly worried about something, haven't you? What is it, dear? If there's something the matter, tell me.
Est: ...Say, Abel. Why did you fall in love with me?
Abel: T-that's uh... rather sudden.
Est: Please, Abel. I must know.
Abel: Good grief... It was so... natural, I never gave it a second thought.
Est: ...
Abel: Ah, are you crying!? I'm sorry, I'll answer properly this time! Err...
Est: Abel, thank you. It's okay.
Abel: Eh?
Est: That... was more than enough. I get it. Hey, scoot closer. Now... Just for now, hold me tightly in your arms.
Abel: Est... We'll always be together... So, don't cry anymore. It hurts me... to see you cry. The thought of you all alone, with no one to turn to... I'm afraid to leave your side... Afraid to depart for battle.
Est: ...I'm sorry. Teehee, I'm so silly. I guess all this fighting's been taking its toll on me. Sorry, Abel. I'm okay now. But... Let us stay like this, just a little longer...
Abel: Oh, Est...

Template:Cargo FE12 supports Abel Kris 1

Abel: You're... Kris, right? Why the befuddled look on your face?

Kris: Oh, Sir Abel! The truth is I'm trying to light a fire, but to no avail. I was considering going to the storehouse to collect another flintstone, but...
Abel: Ah, I have a flintstone if you need one. Here, take it.
Kris: Oh, thanks.
Abel: Use this tinderbox as well, if you think it'll be useful. I have some pieces of wood, too...
Kris: Y-you're awfully well prepared, Sir Abel.
Abel: I used to run a small shop in Altea, you see. I dealt with these kind of items there.
Kris: So that's why. In that case, should I be paying you...?
Abel: Nah, no need. Just tell me whenever you want them.
Kris: I appreciate the favor, but... Is it really okay? Won't it be problematic for a merchant if you give away things for free?
Abel: Yeah, if you put it that way... Est often got mad at me for it, saying the shop would go bankrupt because I'm too nice...

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Kris: I heard you fought in the previous war as a knight of Altea, Sir Abel.

Abel: Yeah. I was particularly close to Cain. We were friends and rivals who endeavored to surpass each other.
Kris: May I ask why you resigned from knighthood?
Abel: I wasn't discontent or anything. However, I had this dream of opening a shop in Altea. To live a quiet life with my wife, while running a small shop... I longed for a simple life like that. Of course, part of me still wanted to serve as an Altean knight.
Kris: Yes. I can tell that intention clearly from when I see you fight.
Abel: Being a knight and opening a shop... Both were very precious to me. I worried about it for a long time and in the end chose the shop, but leaving the knighthood was hard. When you have two things precious to you, it's quite hard to achieve them both...

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Abel: ...I met Est during the previous war. She was cheerful and pure, and we were drawn to each other as we fought together. It was a modest life, but I was really happy to run the shop with her.

Kris: Just by listening to you describe it, I can already picture your days of happiness. Once this war is over, that peace should return.
Abel: ...You're right. By the way, do you perchance have a lover?
(If Kris is male)
Kris: No, I am a knight after all.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Huh... But I'm a knight.

Abel: It isn't written anywhere that knights are forbidden to love. Don't you think Prince Marth would be happy if you managed to find yourself a lover?
Kris: ...I-I'll do my best.
Abel: But, that's right... If you do find somebody precious to you, be careful. If you have two people important to you, you might be driven into a dilemma...
Kris: Sir Abel...
Abel: Back when Est was taken hostage by the Archanean army... That time, I had to make a terrible choice. Est or Prince Marth? Which one should I choose? Both were precious to me...
Kris: ...
Abel: In the end... I couldn't choose either. No matter how much I pondered, I just couldn't. When you have two things precious to you, it's quite hard to achieve them both... And even now, after all that... I don't know what I should have done.
Kris: I believe you did the best you could, Sir Abel. And besides, what's important, more than the past... is the future.
Abel: You're right, you hit the nail on the head. Thanks, Kris. After this war is over... I want you to come to my shop. I'll give you a personal discount.
Kris: Thanks, Sir Abel.

Template:Cargo FE12 supports Arlen Kris 1

Arlen: So you're Kris, huh? Hmph, you don't look like that great of a man.

(If Kris is male)
Kris: Sir Arlen... How did you come to know about me?
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Huh, but I'm a woman. Oh well... Sir Elrean... How did you come to know about me?

Arlen: Merric was talking about you, earlier. As a reliable knight who sticks to the prince. Heh, I really shouldn't expect much from what Merric says. I can tell hard times are ahead if we have to rely on someone like you.
Kris: Indeed. I'm still much in need of further training.
Arlen: ...What? So you admit your weakness?
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Yes. I have no choice but to become much stronger. For Prince Marth's sake.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Yes. I want to become much stronger. For Prince Marth's sake.

Arlen: For somebody else's sake, huh...? Heh, sounds just like something Merric would say. However, I won't lose to somebody like you. I have no intention of falling behind in battle.

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Kris: Hah! Hah! Haah!

Arlen: Hmph, such primitive training. Is that how you train back in Altea?
Kris: Sir Elrean. No, this is how I train by myself. During the Altean knights' training, we learned the importance of co-operation between comrades, after all.
Arlen: Comrades? How foolish. Sounds like something Merric would say. You can't become stronger while being so complacent. Those who are learning alongside you aren't your comrades. They're enemies, all of them. That's why I warned Merric time and time again that he shouldn't think so naively, yet...
Kris: You... You sure think about Sir Merric a lot, don't you?
Arlen: A-absurd! Why would I ever need to think about Merric?
Kris: But when we're talking, you're always "Merric this" and "Merric that"...
Arlen: S-shut up. I've never given a thought about him, not even for a moment. Hmph, you drive me mad. Just like Merric...
Kris: ...See, again.
Arlen: S-shut up! We're done here!

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Arlen: Hmph, Kris. So you're still alive.

(If Kris is male)
Kris: Elrean, I'm glad you're safe. It's nice that both of us comrades are alive to chat like this.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Elrean, it's good you're safe. It's nice that both of us comrades are alive to chat like this.

Arlen: ...Hmph, I have no comrades.
Kris: You have no comrades, huh...? Was it like that back when you were in the School of Khadein, as well?
Arlen: Of course. I was different from those fools around me, after all. They kept their distance from me and I laughed scornfully at them in response. I've always been alone.
Kris: ...
Arlen: But, that's right... That guy, Merric, was different. He said he wanted to be my friend. No matter how often I ignored him... How stupid. Everyone hated me, and I talked behind everyone's backs... And yet... Why did he want to be my friend...?
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Elrean... I see, Sir Merric was a precious friend to you... But, there was just an unfortunate estrangement. Actually, you and Sir Merric...
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Elrean... I see, Sir Merric really was a precious friend to you... But, there was just an unfortunate estrangement. Actually, you and Sir Merric...

Arlen: D-don't be absurd. I don't care about Merric...! Hmph, being with you really makes my blood boil. I'm heading back!
Kris: Sure, but come back when you feel like it. And... I want to become your friend, too. That's what I wish.
Arlen: ...Even in that aspect you're like Merric. Hmph, you guys piss me off...

Template:Cargo FE12 supports Arran Kris 1

Kris: Sir Arran, there is something I want to ask of you. Please teach me what it means to be a knight.

Arran: To be a knight...?
Kris: Yes, sir. What is it that really defines a knight? I've always pondered this. Be it prowess, nobility or loyalty... Each knight seems to have a different answer. I want to know what you think, Sir Arran.
Arran: The way of the knight, huh...? Sadly, I can't teach you... Argh! Cough...! ...Guh...!
Kris: Sir Arran, are you all right?
Arran: ...Yes, this happens all the time. No need to fret. Kris, before serving Prince Marth... I used to be a wandering knight. I have served two masters. I am not worthy to speak about what it means to be a knight.
Kris: But, that's exactly why I wanted to ask you, Sir Arran. I've been thinking... Perhaps there's more than one way to be a knight-- Maybe each knight holds his own meaning in his or her heart. I am inexperienced as a knight, so I was hoping you could help me find my way, Sir Arran...
Arran: ...Sorry, but I still haven't figured it out for myself. I'm afraid I can't help you.
Kris: I see... That's a pity.
Arran: I'm sorry...

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Arran: Cough...! Guh...! Gah...ha...!

Kris: Sir Arran!? What's happening to you...!? Pull yourself together! Somebody, please help! Sir Arran is...!
Arran: Wait! Please... Don't tell the others.
Kris: But, you look absolutely terrible...!
Arran: This won't kill me. Not while this war rages. I swear it on my honor as a knight. This will likely be my last war. I don't want to leave with any regrets.
Kris: Sir Arran... Why are you pushing yourself so hard...?
Arran: You asked me before what it means to be a knight... Long ago, I went astray... This war shall be my redemption.
Kris: Sir Arran...
Arran: For a knight, sacrificing yourself for your cause is the highest honor... Kris, I beg of you. I'm sure you understand, as a fellow knight...
Kris: ... ...Yes. If you are set on this... I will not stop you.
Arran: You have my thanks, Kris...

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Arran: It happened a long time ago, when I was a knight for my old kingdom. There was a rebellion and my liege ordered me to suppress it. But what I met was no army... They were poor peasants, unable to survive the harsh winter due to the poor harvest.

Kris: ...
Arran: They didn't intend to fight. But, in order to survive... they had no choice but to make themselves heard. My liege understood that and ordered me to slay them to set an example. And I... followed that order.
Kris: ...Sir Arran...
Arran: I used to think absolute loyalty to one's liege was a knight's most important duty. But, I was mistaken. So, I left my liege and spent a long time wandering...
Kris: That's... But it wasn't your fault, Sir Arran. The one responsible for it was...
Arran: No, I... can't forgive myself. "I was just following orders... It wasn't my fault..." I could tell myself that endlessly, but deep inside I'd never be convinced. And it would not erase my sins. I can't forgive myself more than anyone.
Kris: Sir Arran...
Arran: A liege I could swear loyalty to from the bottom of my heart... I searched far and wide for such a liege and finally I found him. Prince Marth is my liege. As long as I fight for him, I can be a true knight.
Kris: So that's why you're fighting so hard in this war...
Arran: I won't last long. I probably won't survive this war at all. But, I have no regrets. A knight isn't a puppet that blindly follows orders. That is not loyalty. To fight for a cause I believe in, under a liege I believe in. That is what it means to be a knight.
Kris: Sir Arran... Sir Arran, please let me follow your path.
Arran: Kris...
Kris: After listening to your words, I can now see it clearly-- The path I must follow as a knight.

Template:Cargo FE12 supports Astram Jeorge 1

Astram: Sorry, Jeorge. I shouldn't have forced you to stall that battle.

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

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Astram: ...Oh right, Jeorge. Do you remember?

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

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Astram: ...In short, Prince Marth was my target.

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

Template:Cargo FE12 supports Astram Kris 1

Kris: Oh...! Astram... No, Sir Astram.

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

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Kris: ...Sir Astram.

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

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Kris: Sir Astram.

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

Astram: Very well, I accept.

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Astram: ...You continue to improve. I'm glad I've had the opportunity to see that for myself, Midia dear.

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

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Astram: ...Not good enough!

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

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Midia: ...Phew. Shall we stop for now?

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

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Kris: So here you were, Miss Athena. It's almost time for the war council. We'd like you to attend as well.

Athena: Vorcounsel...? Vat is a vorcounsel? Is it round and sveet?
Kris: N-no, that's not it. A war council isn't something you eat... You see, a war council is a discussion with everyone, held before the next battle.
Athena: In that case, ve understand. Ve are in your debt. Ve are from foreign country, ve came riding the sea. The vords here, ve find difficult.
Kris: I see. Well, it can't be helped if you don't understand... I know, I could teach you all sorts of things, if you wish?
Athena: All sorts of things? You mean indecent things?
Kris: N-no, that's not it. Where on earth did you get that idea...? Anyway, if there's any word you don't understand, feel free to ask me anytime.
Athena: Ve are grateful. And glad because you are not indecent.
Kris: Thanks. Oh and "thanks" means...
Athena: Ve know that much. Stupid manchild/voman.
Kris: I-I'm sorry.

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Kris: ...And so... Reconnaissance is checking on the enemy's conditions before the battle begins. I suppose that's about it. Did you understand, Miss Athena?

Athena: Yes. Ve are indebted. Ve learned a lot. It is all thanks to you, Kris.
Kris: No, I'm happy to be of service to you, Miss Athena.
Athena: But, not just the vords. This country's customs, the vay people live... They are very complicated. Ve are often very surprised.
Kris: Is life in your country that different from ours, Miss Athena?
Athena: Yes. Completely different. But ve came to this country. So, as sign of respect, ve must get used to the vay of life of this country.
Kris: I see... I think that's admirable.
Athena: In our country, ve have a saying. "If you enter snow country, it becomes snow country."
Kris: ...Is that saying really like that?
Athena: Ve don't know. Ve tried our best to translate into this country's language.

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Athena: Kris, thanks to you, ve understood all sorts of things. Ve must thank you for everything. Ve are very grateful.

Kris: I'm glad for having spent time with you too, Miss Athena.
Athena: Ve vant to show our feelings to Kris. Ve vill apologize with our life.
Kris: Excuse me? No no, you used the wrong word again. Didn't you mean "thank", instead of "apologize"?
Athena: Yes. "Thank".
Kris: Oh.
(If Kris is male)
Athena: As thanks, ve vill become your bride.
Kris: Wha...!? M-Miss Athena... It seems you used the wrong word again.
Athena: Vat? Ve are mistaken? Then... Ve vill become Kris's voman?
Kris: That's even wronger! Er... I don't know what kind of thanks you had in mind. But it's fine. I've already received enough.
(If Kris is female)
Athena: As thanks, ve vill become Kris's little sister.
Kris: Eh...!? M-Miss Athena... It seems you used the wrong word again.
Athena: Vat? Ve are mistaken? Then... Ve vill become Kris's mother?
Kris: Both are wrong. Er... I don't know what kind of thanks you had in mind. But it's fine. I've already received enough.

Athena: Ven? Ve don't remember giving any.
Kris: Be it in the battlefield or outside of it, we've always been together. You're a precious comrade to me. The bond that was born between us... cannot be replaced.
Athena: Kris... Ve feel the same. Even if the vords are different, and the lifestyles are different, bonds beteen people are the same... Ve feel a bond with you as vell, Kris...
Kris: I see. Miss Athena knows the word "bond".
Athena: ...Ve know that much. Stupid Kris.
Kris: I-I'm sorry.

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Bantu: ...Good, this seasoning is quite fine.

Kris: Sir Bantu?
Bantu: Oh, you're, if I'm not mistaken...
Kris: Kris. Are there... vegetables inside this jar?
Bantu: Indeed, my boy/girl. Vegetables pickled with salt, among other things. This way, not only are they preserved for longer, but their taste becomes more exquisite as well.
Kris: Oh... Pickled vegetables, is it? I've eaten some before, as army provisions.
Bantu: How very convenient. Sir/Dame Kris, could you taste them for me, please?
Kris: Sure. If you'll excuse me...
Bantu: How is it, my boy/girl?
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Hey, it tastes great!
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Wow, it's delicious!

Bantu: Hohoho, I'm glad to hear it. I've honed this technique for centuries, all to fix Tiki's disdain for vegetables...
(If Kris is male)
Kris: What, for centuries?!
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Gosh. For centuries... you say?

Bantu: That's right, Sir/Dame Kris. The next portion will be ready soon, would you like to taste it as well?
Kris: Yes, gladly!

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Bantu: Oh dear...

Kris: Is something the matter, Sir Bantu?
Bantu: Oh, hello Sir/Dame Kris. Did you, um, see... a stone around this size?
Kris: A stone...? I'm sorry, I don't recall seeing one like that...
Bantu: I see, I see... What a predicament.
Kris: Was the stone important to you?
Bantu: Indeed, my boy/girl. Do you remember tasting the pickled vegetables a moment ago? I need that stone in order to pickle them...
Kris: Oh, I see. That is a predicament indeed...!
Bantu: As you age, you start forgetting a lot of things... A long time ago... Tiki told me she wanted to see what vegetables looked like before being pickled.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Oh, I think I can understand how she felt.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: I see, that sounds like something a child would say.

Bantu: It brought me great joy seeing Tiki hold an interest in the outside world... So I broke my word and took her outside.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Sir Bantu...
(If Kris is female)
Kris: I... would have done the same.

Bantu: However, I lost my dragonstone when we were near Pyrathi. It was terrible...
Kris: What?/Eh? You lost your dragonstone?!
Bantu: I'm afraid so, my boy/girl... Which reminds me, Prince Marth found it for me, back then. I'm truly grateful for his help. ...Sir/Dame Kris. I'm sorry to bother you, but if you happen to find my stone, could you bring it back to me?
Kris: Why, of course. I do want to taste your pickled vegetables again after all, Sir Bantu.

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Kris: Sir Bantu!

Bantu: Oh, hello Sir/Dame Kris. Is something amiss, my boy/girl? Why are you in such a hurry? ...Hm? What you're holding, could it be...?
Kris: I found some nice-looking stones after our previous battle, so I decided to pick them.
Bantu: Oh my...! G-goodness gracious. Let me take a look...
Kris: I tried to choose some that you might like, but...
Bantu: Ooh...oooh... These are...!
Kris: Are they good?
Bantu: Yes, yes, they're of excellent quality! Sir/Dame Kris, I don't know how to thank you...
Kris: No, don't worry about/mention it. I'm always the one on the receiving end, so I guess this makes us even.
Bantu: A-are you sure, boy/girl? Aw, that's too bad...
Kris: Well, um. I wonder if I could ask you to teach me how to pickle vegetables?
Bantu: Oh yes, I'd be glad to! Hohoho, it feels like I've gotten another grandchild...
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Haha, and I'm reminded of grandfather, too...
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Oh my, tee hee...

Bantu: Then, let's not dilly dally. Go on, pick a vegetable of your choice.
Kris: Got it. And then, another one, right?
Bantu: Correct, my boy/girl. Finally, cover it well... Now, we only have to wait.
Kris: I'm looking forward to it. Oh, but how much time will it take before it's done?
Bantu: About one hundred years or so.
Kris: I'll, er, already be dead by then...

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Bantu: Tiki, my child.

Tiki: Oh, Ban-Ban!
Bantu: Are you having a fun time with everyone?
Tiki: Yes! I'm having so, so much fun!
Bantu: Ooh, that's good to hear. It's very important you're having fun.
Tiki: Oh, but...
Bantu: Hmm? Is something the matter, child?
Tiki: A while I ago, I, umm... I broke Mar-Mar's precious mirror......
Bantu: Oh dear... That's a bad thing you did.
Tiki: Yes. I did something bad...
Bantu: So, what did you do after that, child?
Tiki: Oh... Mmm. I told him. I said "I'm sorry" to Mar-Mar.
Bantu: ...And then, Prince Marth forgave you.
Tiki: ...Yes.
Bantu: I see, I see. ...Good, good You're a good girl, Tiki.
Tiki: Huh? I'm a good girl?
Bantu: That's right.
Tiki: And if I'm a good girl, I can live together with everyone?
Bantu: Yes... Of course you can, child.
Tiki: Really!? Then, I'll stay a good girl!
Bantu: That's good of you. In that case, I'll be relieved, too...

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Tiki: ...So, afterwards... We'll live together... Me and Mar-Mar. And of course, Ban-Ban too!

Bantu: Hoho, sounds like we'll be one busy family. ...By the way, Tiki.
Tiki: What is it, Ban-Ban?
Bantu: Have you had those dreams as of late?
Tiki: Dreams...? No... I haven't had those scary dreams anymore.
Bantu: ...Splendid.
Tiki: Oh, that's right! I saw you in my dream last night, Ban-Ban! You were in your human form and yet you were sooo big! I rode on your back and waved my hand to everyone!
Bantu: I see, I see... Sounds like a fun dream.
Tiki: Yes... It was... fun...
Bantu: Oh, child, I see it's your bedtime already. Time for you to return to your room. But, will you... be alright alone? There's something I have to do.
Tiki: Yes! I can go back myself.
Bantu: ... I wonder if it's about time...

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Bantu: ...Tiki, my child. Listen well.

Tiki: Yes. What is it, Ban-Ban?
Bantu: In this world, there are many dragonkin like ourselves. And among them, there are those who are suffering, alone.
Tiki: ...Just like I used to be?
Bantu: Yes, child. That's why I've been thinking of going to meet them.
Tiki: Huh? Then, me too...
Bantu: ...This will be a most perilous journey. Ever since the Medeus episode, man has started to view us Manaketes as dangerous. And therefore, no matter the reason, we must not wield our dragonstone. So, we have no choice but to stand between man and Manakete.
Tiki: ...
Bantu: Tiki, once this war is over... I'll arrange it so you'll live in the palace town.
Tiki: No! I don't wanna. I want to stay with you, Ban-Ban! Besides, you promised, remember! Once this war is over, you promised we'd go shopping together, and you'd cook for me!
Bantu: ...I'm terribly sorry, child. Your Ban-Ban is a naughty boy.
Tiki: That's not fair! I'm going with you!
Bantu: It isn't like we'll be apart forever. That's right. I'm sure I'll be back when you're a bit taller.
Tiki: Huh... How tall?
Bantu: Hmm? I guess... about my height.
Tiki: Okay... Then, I'll transform and become bigger right now.
Bantu: W-wait, Tiki!
Tiki: ...Sorry, I lied.
Bantu: Heavens above. Don't startle me like that...
Tiki: I'm sorry, Ban-Ban...
Bantu: You were afraid of being alone, weren't you? I'm sorry. This is something only I can do... Will you be able to cope?
Tiki: Uh-huh... It's okay. I have everyone with me. Besides, I'm a good girl!

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Barst: Hey, you!

Kris: ...Hm?
Barst: Unless I'm mistaken... You're Kris, aren't you? Yeah, you gotta be!
(If Kris is male)
Kris: ...Well?
Barst: Oh yeah! I'm Barst. Say, you're in pretty good shape!
Kris: Uh, yeah...
Barst: It makes sense, since you're a knight and all. You must have had a good teacher!
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Wh-what are you doing...? Why are staring at me like that?
Barst: Whoops, sorry! I'm Barst. By the way, your body is... Are you really a woman?
Kris: What!! What are you trying to say!?
Barst: Nothing at all! Sorry! I worded it badly!
Kris: ...Then, what did you mean to say?
Barst: ...I was talking about your body build. Not surprisingly, it's befitting of a knight.
Kris: Is that so?
Barst: Yeah. I can see it clearly. You must have had a good teacher!

Kris: My grandfather was my teacher. Thanks for the compliment. But, you could tell that?
Barst: Yeah. I did all sorts of things after the War of Shadows, y'see.
Kris: Wait, the War of Shadows? ...You mean to say you've fought alongside Prince Marth before?
Barst: Yeah, I did. And?
Kris: Ah! Pardon my rudeness, um, Sir Barst...
Barst: Just call me Barst. See you later, Kris!

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Kris: Barst. I want to ask you a question.

Barst: Oh, if it ain't Kris! What is it? Ask away.
Kris: You said you did all sorts of things after the War of Shadows. What things did you mean?
Barst: Oh, that. I don't mind telling you, but... Why do you want to know?
(If Kris is male)
Kris: I was raised by my grandfather and I've always aspired to be a knight. I've never once considered doing anything else with my life. But you aren't a knight, so...
Barst: ...I got you curious, huh?
Kris: Yes, a bit.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: From an early age, I've been raised to be a knight. However...
Barst: ...Did I make you curious?
Kris: Yes. I don't think I'll abandon my knighthood. However, if I could hear from somebody who walked another path, then perhaps I...

Barst: I see. Well, it ain't a very interesting tale, so don't complain to me later, OK?
Kris: Don't worry about it. My grandfather used to say, "Nothing we do is in vain," after all.
Barst: Heh, you really did have a good teacher! All right. Listen up then, Kris. First I got to talk about Talys. Then there's my stint in Archanea... Wait, I need to fit in my pirating days too...
(If Kris is male)
Kris: P-pirating!?
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Huh, p-pirating!?

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Barst: Kris! It's been a while!

Kris: Ah, Barst. You told me your life story last time.
Barst: Yeah. I ended up talking your ears off didn't I?
(If Kris is male)
Kris: There are so many different ways to live your life... I've had a lot to think about.
Barst: Oh, I made you think. Ain't that funny! ...So. What'd you decide to do with your life?
Kris: I will protect Prince Marth. No matter what. If I protect him, he will change the world... That's how I feel.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: There are so many different ways to live your life... That's what you made me feel.
Barst: Oh, I made you use your noggin. Ain't that something! ...So. What'd you decide to do with your life?
Kris: I will protect Prince Marth. No matter what. If I protect him, he will change the world... That's what I believe.

Barst: ...Good answer! That's why I can trust my back to you. Damn, I want Cord and Bord to hear what you just said!
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Why?
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Why... that in particular?
Barst: They've been in the mercenary business too long. I want to show them how to live when it's peaceful.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Yes... I see. I wouldn't mind telling them. But, that's not what you really want, is it?
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Yes... I see. I wouldn't mind telling them. But, you... don't actually want me to, do you?
Barst: What do you mean?
Kris: You want to teach them the ways of life by living your own life as an example. I can see it written on your face.
Barst: ...Hahaha! You got me! You're right, Kris. All right, let's end this battle already... Then I can move on to the next part of my life story!
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Yes, let's do just that!
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Yes! Let's do this together!

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Beck: Yo, 'afternoon.

Kris: Good afternoon, Sir Beck.
Beck: Oh, just call me Beck. Also, quit the formalities. Being formal makes you sound so cold and distant, don't you reckon? So, let's talk in a more natural way.
Kris: I see... Alright, got it. Then I'll do just that, Beck. Nice to meet you.
Beck: Yes, Sir/Dame Kris. I'm honored to make your acquaintance.
Kris: Er, weren't you being formal...? Oh well. I heard from Prince Marth. You used to be a ballistician, correct?
Beck: Yeah, I was originally a member of an army. Even after the war was over, I travelled the world with my ballista, but it eventually stopped movin'...
Kris: An accident?
Beck: No, actually... In order to move a ballista, we need the oil from a special fruit. However that fruit disappeared after the last war, see. So you can attack with a ballista, but not move it and therefore, you can't travel with it either. Gettin' it to places would be just too hard, see.
Kris: Ah, so that's why... Indeed, none of the enemy ballisticians we've faced in this war moved at all.
Beck: Yeah, that's why I decided to choose this guy to keep me company during my travels, instead of my old ballista. I call 'im Bonnie.
Kris: I see you've grown attached to him. He's a good horse.
Beck: A pony among ponies you could say.
Kris: I see.

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Beck: Bonnie is really nice, see. He's a great listener, always listenin' to everything I say. I talk to 'im when I'm feelin' lonely.

Kris: You talk to him?
Beck: Yeah, Bonnie can understand what people say.
Kris: Really?
Beck: 'Course he can. Oh right, you want to try it out? Go on, say something to 'im.
Kris: Eh? Do I really have to?
Beck: 'Course you do.
Kris: Oh well... H-hello, Bonnie.
Beck: Look, Bonnie. He/She said "hello" to you, so, go on, greet 'im back. There, look. He made a "hello" face, didn't he?
Kris: R-really?
Beck: Go on and talk more to 'im.
Kris: Eh, um, alright. For how long have you been with your master?
Beck: Look, didn't he make a "'Alf a year, I s'pose. A lot has 'appened in this time. He rescued me, when I was gonna be thrown away for being too old. And now he's my master. He gives me carrots three times a day, they're my favorite." ...face just then?
Kris: I-is that so...?

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Beck: Yo, Mister/Miss Kris. Good afternoon. I was just talking to Bonnie about you.

Kris: R-really?
Beck: Isn't that right, Bonnie? Look, isn't that an "Exactly" face?
Kris: I think that's just how you're feeling, but... Oh well. I brought a carrot for Bonnie today.
Beck: Thank you. Aren't you glad, Bonnie? Eh, Bonnie!? How could you...! That was just mean...
Kris: ...What did Bonnie say?
Beck: Please don't mind 'im. Bonnie is a bit foul-mouthed, but he's a nice fellow.
Kris: How long do you intend to continue with this act...?
Beck: I used to get food with this act when I lacked money during my travels, see.
Kris: So it really is an act!
Beck: Well well, your present is very appreciated nonetheless, Mister Kris. Look, isn't this a "thank you" face?
Kris: Bonnie's?
Beck: No, mine.

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(If Kris is male)

Kris: Sir Belf... I know I'm being rude, but there's something I'd like to ask you.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Sir Belf... Sorry for the suddenness, but there's something I'd like to ask you.

Belf: I don't mind. What can I help you with?
Kris: Are you well-versed in etiquette?
Belf: Etiquette? Well, I have ordinary knowledge of it, but... Why do you ask?
Kris: It's embarrassing, but I'm bad with etiquette and decorum. I was just wondering if you could teach me...
Belf: Is that so? As far as I'm aware, you've been managing it flawlessly.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: No, not at all. I'm actually rather clumsy... For instance, castle manners... It quickly becomes apparent that I come from the countryside. Even recently, I got yelled at by Sir Jagen for running inside the castle...
(If Kris is female)
Kris: No, not at all. I'm actually rather clumsy... For instance, speech... I come from the countryside, so some sayings are difficult for me. Just lately, I bit my tongue trying to say "I see everyone is in good spirits"...

Belf: I see... In that case... I don't know how much help I'll be, but alright.

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(If Kris is male)

Kris: Then, I'm counting on your assistance.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Then, if you please.

Belf: Yes, alright. By the way, was there a reason you asked me about etiquette, and not anyone else?
Kris: Oh, that's just the image I had of you... To me, you look like a person of fine upbringing.
Belf: You're a honest man/one... Do I really look that way?
Kris: Yeah, judging by your demeanor and table manners. That's why I thought you knew a lot about etiquette.
Belf: I had no conscience of that, but I suppose others would see it that way.
Kris: When I saw you open doors and let females go ahead of you, I knew it for sure.
(If Kris is male)
Belf: Anybody can open a door, though. Do you want to give it a try?
Kris: Huh, me? But I'd do it poorly.
Belf: That's highly unbecoming of you. Weren't you the one who was willing to try anything?
Kris: Ngh... I'll give it a shot, but don't say I didn't warn you...
(If Kris is female)
Belf: Your praise is an honor. Then, shall we start our speech training?
Kris: Y-yes. I'm ready.
Belf: You'll bite your tongue again if you're this nervous. First, try talking normally.
Kris: A-alright. I'll try it out.

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(If Kris is male)

Kris: It's difficult getting used to it.
Belf: Used to what?
Kris: Doors, opening doors... How to make use of the distance and timing... Opening a door is far harder than fighting...
(If Kris is female)
Kris: It really is difficult, after all.
Belf: What is?
Kris: Speech... Breathing, timing, choosing pertinent words... To think speaking could be such a chore...

Belf: You've improved greatly.
Kris: R-really? Hearing you say that makes me wonder if I've finally become polite, or if you no longer care...
Belf: Well, even if you don't master etiquette, I think everyone already knows your nature anyway.
Kris: Huh?
Belf: Etiquette is just form, after all. There are many well-born people who are overly self-centered and thus unpleasant.
Kris: That might be true...
Belf: ...Still, you can't say it's wholly irrelevant, either. Oh, that reminds me, Kris. I believe your way of getting up from a seated position is rather lacking in grace.
Kris: What, really? ...Could I ask for some guidance?
Belf: Of course, do I have a choice?

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Belf: Sir Sirius! I wonder if you could spare a moment?

Sirius: Sir Belf... What business do you have with me?
Belf: Your mask... I'd like to see the face behind it.
Sirius: ...!
Belf: I understand that you have your reasons for hiding your indentity. But... Still, I'd like to ask this of you.
Sirius: ...And if I say no?
Belf: Then please tell me why. I was once a Sable Knight of Grust. I was one of the enemy then. Even so, Prince Marth has accepted me into his army. The prince looks beyond trivialties such as nationality... There should be no need to disguise yourself, I would think.
Sirius: Sir Belf, I believe you've mistaken me for another. Please leave me be.
Belf: General!
Sirius: You are mistaken. I am no general. I am Sirius... Merely Sirius.

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Belf: That was a magnificent battle, Sir Sirius.

Sirius: Sir Belf... I recall asking you to leave me be.
Belf: It matters not if you wear a mask. I can tell from your fighting style. That's Grustian spear technique.
Sirius: It seems that our misunderstanding still stands. 'Tis a pity.
Belf: I understand. If you are so strongly intent on hiding yourself, I won't force you. But... At least tell me. Why? Why go so far to hide it?
Sirius: ......
Belf: General!
Sirius: For argument's sake, if I were in fact the Grustian general you claim I am, Sir Belf... What do you think would result from my revealing myself? A resistance would rise, and I would be their symbol. I would provide the impetus needed to free Grust. I hardly think now is the time for further Grustian blood to be spilt.
Belf: ...!
Sirius: Now, if you'll excuse me.
Belf: ......

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Belf: Sir Sirius. I'd like to apologize for my rudeness. I... seem to have made a grave error.

Sirius: ...What matters is that you understand. Very well, I shall take my leave.
Belf: Please wait. Would you... mind keeping me company...? I want to speak with you. About the past, I mean.
Sirius: ......
Belf: The general who led the Grustian Sable Order, which I was a member of, was a wonderful person. He used to tell us this: A knight's spear is not for himself. It exists to protect the weak. I've come thus far holding his words to my heart. But... even though I chose this path, I wonder if I made the right choice... Sir Sirius, if the general were alive, do you think he'd have anything to say to me?
Sirius: Sir Belf... I am proud to have you as my subordinate. I want you to keep protecting the people, in my stead, for I've already departed from Archanea...
Belf: ...!
Sirius: I... I would imagine he would say something along those lines.
Belf: ...Thank you... so much!

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Bord: Oh! There y'are, Cord.

Cord: What's it now, Bord?
Bord: Somebody mistook me for you, AGAIN!
Cord: Wha...! Who was it!? I'll take care of 'em. Tell me!!
Bord: Err... Huh, who was it again?
Cord: Hey! Gimme a break. Man... You're really slow. You're like my complete opposite.
Bord: What!? What about you? Hitting things without caring what happens. Faster doesn't mean better!
Cord: What...! ......Show it. Today, we're gonna prove who's the better one!
Bord: Yeah, bring it! Don't come cryin' to me later!
Cord: Heh, that's MY line, buddy. I'mma force you into an early retirement!
Marth: Did I just... hear something incredibly dangerous...?

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Bord: Hahh, haah...

Cord: What's wrong? Outta breath already, Bord...?
Bord: Heh heh... Don't be crazy. Look at yourself first! Alright, time to drop... Here I come!
Cord: Me too... Have atcha!
Bord: One, two... yeah. Nine it is.
Cord: ...Alright. I got ten!
Bord: What! Show me.
Cord: Here ya go! Whaddya think?
Bord: Y-you sonuva...
Cord: Whaddya know? I win... this one.
Bord: Wahaha! Nonsense! Look at how you've cut these... More doesn't mean better, you dolt! Seriously, what are you gonna use this wood for?
Cord: Firewood man, firewood! Who cares about the shape if you're gonna burn 'em anyway? You're too naive!
Bord: What didya say!? The cut of the wood can make it easier or harder to burn! You're the naive one!
Cord: Gah... You just won't accept it, will ya.
Bord: Of course I won't.
Cord: Then... we'll settle our score in that forest over there!
Bord: Yeah! Don't worry. I'll pay my respects to your grave soon enough!
Marth: Oh dear, those two... They're doing just as I feared, aren't they?

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Cord: Hiyaah, hyaah...

Bord: Did we... take our match too far?
Cord: What, you crying already?
Bord: Don't spout rubbish. Aren't you the one with the trembling voice?
Cord: Heh, shut up. I... chopped down the most trees! Victory is mine.
Bord: Nah...! Just look at this opening. It's my win, any way you slice it!
Cord: What!?
Bord: C'mon, don't tell me you're still denyin' it!?
Cord: Damn you...!
Marth: Wait, you two! Why are you fighting?
Cord: Oh, Prince Marth...
Marth: Did you two cut down all of... these trees by yourselves?
Cord: Yeah... That's right.
Marth: Ah, these trees... Bord cut these, right?
Bord: What, you can tell!?
Marth: Of course. It's a very clean, neat cut. There's no better material for crafting training weapons than this. ...That is what I've heard Jagen say many times. Let me express my gratitude. Thank you, Bord.
Bord: Ah, thanks.
Marth: Then, that mountain of wood must be Cord's.
Cord: Y-yeah.
Marth: Cord. Thanks to you, we've no lack of firewood. Your efforts mean that we've never had any shortage of cooked food or lighting. Thank you.
Cord: Uh, no biggie.
Marth: ...By the way, why were the two of you engaged in such a heated contest?
Cord: N-no, it's...
Bord: ...Cord. Just this time, let's call it a draw... No, this time... we're both winners!
Cord: Yeah, ain't that right!

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Kris: You are... Sir Bord, right? Or are you Sir Cord?

Bord: Hey, I'm Bord. Look properly before you talk next time!
(If Kris is male)
Kris: I see. Sorry. You two look alike, after all.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: I see. Sorry. You two look alike, after all...
Bord: Alike? Hey, gimme a break. I'm completely different from that dude. True, we're both mercenaries from Talys, and we're both woodcutters.
Kris: I see you talk alike, too.
Bord: ...Well, I guess. But we're totally different. For instance, err... That's right, our faces! I've got the more handsome face, doncha agree?
Kris: Handsome...?
Bord: Yeah, take a goood look at my face. He can't deny it, either.
Kris: ...?
Bord: Just remember Bord's the handsome one! Then you can't go wrong. Simple! So yeah, don't get us mixed up again.

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Bord: That Cord can be a really reckless dude... A long time ago, back when we fought together, a nearby village was about to be ransacked by bandits or something. That time, he tried to save the village alone.

Kris: How noble of him.
Bord: But there were too many of them. There's no way he could've beat them alone. But he just dove right in without thinking. He's such a pain in the ass.
Kris: And what did you do, then?
Bord: Hm? Well, I could've just let him get himself killed, but... I'd probably have trouble sleeping at night, if I did that.
Kris: So you protected the village together with Cord.
Bord: Well, I couldn't just leave him. It's not like I had a choice. I can't abandon a comrade. You know that feeling, doncha?
Kris: Yes, I'd never abandon a comrade either.
Bord: Oh, so you do get it. I could get along with you. Too bad I can't say the same of Cord.

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Bord: But y'see, that Cord is really an annoying dude... Even if I wanted to, I can't get rid of him. He's always been my pal, see.

(If Kris is male)
Kris: Somehow, you both recognize each other's worth.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Tee hee. Somehow, you both recognize each other's worth.
Bord: Nonsense. You're kidding me, right? When we meet, we fight all the time. ...But, even that dude has got one good point. His sense of justice.
Kris: Sense of justice...?
Bord: That's right. He's got a real strong sense of duty. You know what I mean? If he sees somebody weak being bullied, he'll help them... That kinda courage. He's got that. Even this time, he volunteered at the first opportunity when he heard Prince Marth was in trouble. 'Cause he's like that, it makes me feel like tagging along too.
Kris: I see... So in the end, you really do recognize each other's worth.
Bord: N-nonsense. Were you even listening to me?

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Kris: Hmm? What is this? It smells heavenly...

Caeda: Oh my, Kris. What good timing. I tried to make stew with some leftovers. Would you like to try some?
Kris: Princess Caeda, you've been cooking?
Caeda: Yes. I do hope Marth enjoys what I've made.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Oh, that is nice of you. Then, if you'll allow me... Ah! It's amazing! It tastes really good.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Oh, that is nice of you. Then, if you'll allow me... Ah! It's delicious! It tastes really good.

Caeda: I'm glad you like it. Do you think Marth will like it too?
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Without a shadow of a doubt. It's delicious, after all. Though you're the princess of Talys, you're awfully skilled at cooking.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Without a shadow of a doubt. It's delicious, after all. Though you're the princess of Talys, you're awfully skilled at cooking...

Caeda: Well, I may be a princess, but my motherland Talys is just a small island nation surrounded by the sea. I played around outside a lot during my childhood days. I hear they often called me a tomboy.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: I never would have guessed. Oh, by the way...
(If Kris is female)
Kris: I see... I never would have guessed. Oh, by the way...

Caeda: Hmm?
Kris: Some time ago, you were our opponent during our training, Princess. I could scarcely believe a princess would fight us... I still remember my amazement at the time.
Caeda: Oh yes. That time, everyone begged me to quit, but... I suppose I truly am a tomboy, after all?

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Kris: Hmm, a heavenly smell again... Princess Caeda, are you cooking again?

Caeda: Yes. Today, I made candy. I was thinking of sharing some with everyone... Here. This is for you, Kris.
Kris: Thank you. Such an elaborately-crafted candy... I'm sure Prince Marth will be touched, too.
Caeda: Heehee, thanks.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: ...Maybe I should learn how to cook, too. If I could cook as well as you, Princess, then maybe I'd be able to eat tasty food anywhere, anytime.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: ...Maybe I should learn how to cook, too. If I could cook as well as you, Princess, then perhaps I could become a bit more lady-like, maybe...?

Caeda: Are you bad at cooking, Kris?
Kris: Sadly, yes. My grandfather told me when I was a child that my cooking tasted like steel...
Caeda: Oh my gosh.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Many times I'd attempt to cook, but... Grandfather always stopped me. When I told him I would become the world's strongest, he'd tell me: "I'm sure you can do it." But when I said I wanted to make dinner, he'd say: "If you must insist, then don't call me grandfather"... just like that.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Many times I'd attempt to cook, but... Grandfather always stopped me. When I told him I would become the world's strongest, he'd tell me: "I'm sure you can do it." But when I said I wanted to make dinner, he'd say: "If you must insist, then you must strike me down first"... just like that.

Caeda: Oh my.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Well, since I'm a man, I figured I'd survive even if I couldn't cook. But, it doesn't stop me being envious of those who can cook like you, Princess.
Caeda: Then, would you like me to teach you?
Kris: Really?
Caeda: Yes, certainly. Cooking is a good talent for men, too.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Since I was raised like a boy... I don't know how to anything girly. But, I think it'd be wonderful if I could make candies and share them with others as presents...
Caeda: Gosh. Kris, don't tell me you have eyes for someone?
Kris: N-no, there's no such person!
Caeda: You don't need to be embarrassed. We're both girls,> Kris: Eh-heh, I'm no good with this sort of thing...

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Kris: Princess Caeda, it smells good.

Caeda: Oh, then it should be done already. Could you please open it?
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Ahh... Amazing, I can't believe I made this candy...
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Wow... Amazing, I can't believe I made this candy...

Caeda: It's very well done, Kris. Come, let's taste it.
Kris: Yes!
Caeda: Then, I shall have one. Oh! This is, how should I say...
Kris: W-what is it?
Caeda: ... ...Kris, don't worry about this. I believe people mature by repeating mistakes...
Kris: You don't need to be so polite. You can just say it's bad... D-does it really taste like steel...?
Caeda: A-a little. No, perhaps not just a little, but... It's alright, Kris. I'm sure you'll do it well someday.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Yes m'lady, I'll do my best. You have my thanks, Princess.
Caeda: Your thanks is undeserved. I, too, enjoy the time I spend with you. Say, Kris. Stay my friend forever. Someday, when this war is over and peace returns... Wouldn't it be nice if we could spend our time... like this, the three of us...?
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Yes, I'll do my best. You have my thanks, Princess. It brings me great joy learning from somebody like you...
Caeda: Your thanks is undeserved. I, too, enjoy the time I spend with you. You may put up a serious front, but you can be rather cute in your own way... Kris, I like you.
Kris: Princess...
Caeda: Say, Kris. Stay my friend forever. Someday, when this war is over and peace returns... Wouldn't it be nice if we could spend our time... like this, the three of us...?
Kris: Truly...

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Marisha: Good day, Princess Caeda.

Caeda: Good day. Err... Marisha, was it?
Marisha: Yes. I have been a member of this army ever since Prince Marth rescued me in Grust. Say, you are an actual princess, right?
Caeda: Yes, that's right.
Marisha: Squee! A honest-to-goodness princess! I'm so happy I could meet you! You're wearing your armor now, but you spend your days in the castle wearing a dress and indulging in sweets, right?
Caeda: ...Huh?
Marisha: Princess, I beg of you. Please tell me about your life in the castle! I believe I'll live in a castle too, in the future. It'd be a good idea for me to study now, so I don't cause trouble to Prince Marth later.
Caeda: ...Excuse me? Err... Marisha? What do you mean by you living in a castle...? Or not causing trouble to Marth...? I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about...
Marisha: Princess, what sort of dress do you think would suit me? You've a mountain of dresses in your castle, right? If I were to be torn between all of them, why, I could spend days choosing. How do you choose your everyday dress?
Caeda: Err... Actually, Marisha... We don't have that kind of luxury in a small island kingdom like Talys. I don't have that many dresses myself. And there's no way I'd only eat sweets.
Marisha: You don't need to hide it... Oh... I get it! You're travelling incognito right now, so you're hiding your identity, right? Caeda: I'm not quite hiding my identity, but...
Marisha: That's a true princess for you! I have to do my best, too!
Caeda: Er, Marisha? Wait, tell me what this is about... ...She's gone. What is she up to, I wonder...? Now I'm curious...

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Marisha: Good day, Princess Caeda.

Caeda: Good day, Marisha. I've been thinking about what you told me ever since, and... Don't tell me you're planning to wed Marth?
Marisha: Kyaa! How did you know? I'm so embarrassed!
Caeda: Hey... Marisha. I wonder if you're aware that Marth happens to be engaged?
Marisha: Yes, Sir Jagen told me. But, since it's Prince Marth... I'm sure he has deep reasons. I shall keep on waiting for him, always!
Caeda: I-I see... Good luck.
Marisha: Thank you for your support, Princess! I'll do my best!
Caeda: ...I couldn't tell her I'm the one he's engaged to... However, I mustn't let this misunderstanding last any longer. I have to make her listen next time...

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Caeda: Marisha!

Marisha: Good day, Princess Caeda.
Caeda: Yes, good day. I'd like to have a good, long chat with you today.
Marisha: Is that so? Actually, I'd like to ask your opinion about something, Princess.
Caeda: My opinion? About what?
Marisha: To tell the truth, another prince has appeared before me... And even though I already have Prince Marth, my heart is confused. I don't know what I should do... Ooh, my wavering virgin heart.
Caeda: I... I see. Well, you really are in a pickle...
Marisha: Ohh, what should I do? What would you do, Princess?
Caeda: Me? O-oh, right... I've never gone through this, so I'm at a loss...
Marisha: I see... Then I'll just have to do my best to find a way to make everyone happy! Now, if you'll excuse me!
Caeda: ...I couldn't tell her yet again... But... It'll be fine if I just leave her be, r-right...?

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Caeda: Ogma, do you have a moment?

Ogma: Yes, Princess?
Caeda: Here, please hold this...
Ogma: Is this a vulnerary?
Caeda: You wounded your left shoulder whilst protecting me in the last battle, am I right?
Ogma: ...So you noticed.
Caeda: I know, because you're always watching out for me... I'm sure you suffered far more wounds that I'm not aware of.
Ogma: Of course not. Have confidence in my abilities, Princess.
Caeda: ...I'm sorry. I've caused you so much bother...
Ogma: Please raise your head. My life is yours. You needn't concern yourself with my wounds.
Caeda: Ogma...
Ogma: Please give that vulnerary to Marth. I have no need for it.
Caeda: No! I had this vulnerary concocted especially for you. I want you to use it!
Ogma: ...Very well. Then, I shall gladly accept it.

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Caeda: Hello, Ogma.

Ogma: Princess. Is there something you want?
Caeda: I just wanted to thank you for saving me again.
Ogma: No need. It's my duty to protect you and the prince.
Caeda: Thank you, Ogma. With you by our side, Marth and I can fight as freely as the wind. I've no doubt that there are few battles over which we cannot triumph.
Ogma: I am hardly deserving of such high praise.
Caeda: I do worry about one little thing though: Your habit of never relying on others... I'm afraid, Ogma. I'm afraid you'll leave us one day.
Ogma: ...
Caeda: Please don't forget, Ogma. As you protect us, we too shall protect you. You are not alone.
Ogma: ...Yes.

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Ogma: ...

Caeda: Ogma?
Ogma: ...! ...Princess.
Caeda: Hee hee, you let your guard down for a change!
Ogma: Now you're making fun of me...
Caeda: Haha, I'm actually pretty happy right now.
Ogma: Happy?
Caeda: Uh-huh. It's the first time you've not noticed someone sneak up on you. I'm glad you've started to trust us.
Ogma: ...True. I don't feel like an island anymore. ...That was a big fault of mine. It never once crossed my mind to rely on someone else in battle. That... probably means I've grown weaker.
Caeda: That's not true. You haven't become weaker. If anything, you've only gotten stronger since I first met you.
Ogma: ...Having something to protect and having the relief, knowing somebody is protecting me... You say I've grown stronger thanks to that?
Caeda: Yes, that's what I believe. I'm the same...
Ogma: It's so mysterious. Hearing it from you, it really does feel like I've become stronger.
Caeda: Teehee. I must pray to the goddess of fortune for that strength of yours to always be with me.
Ogma: Then, to answer to your expectations, I hereby vow to fight to the end, as your sword.
Caeda: Thank you, Ogma.

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(If Kris is male)

Kris: Caesar... Oh, are you reading?
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Caesar... Sorry, are you reading?

Caesar: I am. Kris... right? You're not disturbing me. It's a book I've read many times already.
Kris: You seemed to be engrossed in it... What kind of book is it?
Caesar: It's a book about tactics. As the leader of a group... I figured I should enhance myself. The platoon I lead is far smaller than an army, but tactics is still important.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Nonetheless... I felt my blood run cold in that battle. Your mercenary company was meant to be no match for a proper army, but it was like fighting a unit of elite one-man armies.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Nonetheless... I was in disbelief during that battle. Your mercenary company was meant to be no match for a proper army, but it was like fighting a unit of elite one-man armies.
Caesar: Though you still beat us in the end.
Kris: That's because... Prince Marth carefully selected our numbers and equipment and made the best preparations he could.
Caesar: Exactly.
Kris: Hm?
Caesar: The victor is often decided before the battle starts. Prince Marth prepared himself to win. We could not. That difference decided the outcome. The tactics used later were mere details.
Kris: Is that written in that book?
Caesar: Yes.
Kris: That sounds interesting... May I have a look?
Caesar: Sure. You can return it once you're done.

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Caesar: Hey, Kris. How is the book going?

Kris: I started reading, but... There are many words I don't recognize, so I'm having trouble.
Caesar: Yes, I forgot to warn you. That book originates from another continent. It's no surprise you find it hard to read.
Kris: Where did you get it?
Caesar: Have you ever been to Warren?
(If Kris is male)
Kris: No. I know it's a port city, though.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: No. I know it's a port city, though...

Caesar: My base is in Warren. Ships from all over the world go there. I got the book as a reward for escorting a foreign ship... basically.
Kris: So you can understand their language?
Caesar: Yes, with no trouble. After all, mercenaries do more than just fight in wars. I often escort people, too-- all sorts of people.
Kris: You're quite knowledgeable... It appears there's more to a mercenary's way of life than I thought...

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Kris: Do you have a family back in Warren?

Caesar: Yes... I have a little sister.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: A sister, how nice. Is she all right without you?
(If Kris is female)
Kris: You've a sister...? I'm sure she's really cute. Is she all right without you?

Caesar: Well, it's rather complicated, you see... My sister... is sick.
Kris: I see...
Caesar: Her life won't be in danger as long as she takes her medicine, but... The medicine is expensive. I couldn't pay for it with just the salary I earned at my old job in Warren, so I had to look for faraway work like this.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: ...Then you must return home alive, for your sister's sake as well.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: ...Then you must return home alive, no matter what, for your sister's sake too.

Caesar: Yeah. And I'm counting on you to make that happen, Kris.
Kris: Me?
Caesar: Kris, I believe you are the cornerstone of this army. It's not just because you're Marth's Royal Guard. It's pretty clear to anyone who sees you in battle. The way you fight will decide the outcome of this war... That's how I see it.
Kris: ...
Caesar: Suffice to say, Prince Marth isn't the only one relying on you. I know I'm asking too much, but... Kris, that is why I'll lend you my strength. In peace and in war.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: You have my thanks, Caesar.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Thank you, Caesar.

Caesar: No need for thanks. I am a mercenary... Ultimately, I only think of my own profit. So, don't be shy. Feel free to ask me if there's anything I can do for you.

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Caesar: Did you like the book I lent you the other day, Radd? Was it informative?

Radd: Uhh... Y-yes! It sure was! I feel so much stronger already!
Caesar: ...You could just admit to me you hadn't read it. I won't get mad.
Radd: Ahahaha... sorry... The letters are too small... It's kind of hard to read.
Caesar: Your fencing style is self-taught. I'll admit that you're skilled, but it might cause you problems in the future. So... read, Radd. Read. You need to get some real instruction. You'll regret it later, if you don't.
Radd: I know that! I'm just... no good at book-learnin'. It just goes right out of my head as soon as I head into battle.
Caesar: Good heavens... That's because you feel your way through fights. If you could combine that with a little formal knowledge... Why, you'd be the strongest mercenary on the continent!
Radd: The strongest on the continent!? Who, m-me!?
Caesar: Yes, you. You've got a ton of potential in you, Radd.
Radd: Really!?
Caesar: I guarantee it.
Radd: ...Caesar! Can I borrow your book for a little longer!?
Caesar: Sure. If there's anything you don't understand, just ask.
Radd: Thanks!
Caesar: ...That attitude of his... isn't going to change, is it?

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Caesar: Radd, we have to talk.

Radd: Wha... What is it?
Caesar: What was that pathetic display of swordsmanship? Do that on a battlefield, and you'd be dead in seconds.
Radd: Ah, well, y'see... I'm feeling a little sick today.
Caesar: We mercenaries fight on the frontlines; our blades lashing out at the enemy. Do you really think that I'd let a poor excuse like that slide?
Radd: N-no! The truth is... I was testing out a style from that book.
Caesar: Book...? You mean the one I lent you?
Radd: Yeah. The minute I gave it a shot... I understood. I can't fight with those techniques. I'm pretty sure I'm not going to get stronger learning like this, Caesar.
Caesar: I see... Actually, I was wondering if that wasn't the case, myself. Your strength lies in your instincts. You've got a very primal style. I suppose it'd be a problem if we tried to dilute it...
Radd: Got it. I'll have to work hard to get stronger, my own way.
Caesar: It's a pity. I really did think you'd be the strongest, if you learned how to fence properly...
Radd: There you go again. It can't be helped if I can't do it. Well, there goes that dream!
Caesar: ...I wasn't lying, you know.

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Radd: ......

Caesar: ...What? You've been staring at me for quite some time. Can't you see I'm reading?
Radd: ...You're incredible, Caesar.
Caesar: That's not sudden at all. You want something from me?
Radd: No, that's not it... You're always giving it your all, right? Doing your best to get stronger, I mean. Learning tactics from difficult books, sparring with all kinds of opponents, and learning new techniques...
Caesar: We're fighting in a war. I just want to raise my chances of survival, even by the tiniest amount. This army has many skilled warriors. There's a lot I can learn from them.
Radd: Guys like you are probably those "first-rate mercenaries" that everyone talks about.
Caesar: If that's how you feel, why not follow my example?
Radd: I just can't. This is the only way I can fight... Improvising my way out of the worst scrimmage. Caesar... Please don't ever leave me.
Caesar: What are you spouting now? Of course I won't leave you. ...Now shoo. You're distracting me.
Radd: Heh heh...
Caesar: How can Radd even say things like that... His style's been improving each battle. I've got to be careful I don't fall behind him....

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Cain: Hah! Hiyah!

Kris: Sir Cain! Are you practicing here?
Cain: Yes, Kris. Is something the matter?
Kris: Actually, there is something I'd really like to ask of you, Sir Cain. I wonder if you could provide me guidance during my own practice?
Cain: Me?
Kris: Yes. You were our instructor back when we were apprentices, after all. Your strict training would surely encourage me to become stronger.
Cain: Alright. If you say it'll help you, then I'll lend you my help. However, you must steel yourself. I won't take it easy on you, like last time. This time, I'm going for real!
Kris: Yes, just as I hoped!

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Cain: Not good enough! Faster!

(If Kris is male)
Kris: Yes sir! Guh...
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Y-yes! Ah...

Cain: What's wrong, Kris? Are you done already!?
Kris: No, Sir Cain! I can still do it!
Cain: Then stand up!
Kris: Got it! Hah! Hiyah! Haah!
Cain: ...Alright. Time for a short rest.
Kris: No, Sir Cain. I can still...!
Cain: No. If you go too far and break your own body, all this training will be for naught. Training your body is my task. Trust me. Leave it to me.
Kris: Understood. Then, I'll take a rest. ...When I'm with you, Sir Cain, I remember my grandfather.
Cain: Your grandfather?
Kris: Yes. My grandfather used to train me just like this. It really brings me back...
Cain: I-I see. By the way, Kris... Do I really look that old?
Kris: Huh?
Cain: Well, I'm still in my twenties... I see, I'm like a grandfather... That's really depressing...
Kris: Oh, no! I didn't mean it that way...

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Kris: Hah! Yah! Haah!!

Cain: Alright, time to rest. Very impressive, Kris. Your strength is building up quickly.
Kris: Yes, it's all thanks to your training, Sir Cain.
Cain: However, don't lower your guard. This doesn't mean the practice will get any less difficult from now on. Use the strength you've obtained here to protect Prince Marth. Kris, I don't want you... to experience regret like I did.
Kris: Sir Cain? What regret...?
Cain: I ought to tell you, I suppose. Years ago, I failed to protect Prince Marth's father... It happened a few years before the last war... When the world was plunged into chaos following the Shadow Dragon's resurrection. The late King Cornelius, sortied to fulfill his blood destiny and vanquish Medeus. I was right beside him. However, we were defeated... King Cornelius died in battle... and I fled back to the castle...
Kris: ...
Cain: I lost my liege, whom I swore to protect, and yet I clinged to my meager existence... There is no greater disgrace for a knight. When I told Prince Marth of his father's last words... I...
Kris: Sir Cain...
Cain: ...Sorry. I don't want you... to feel like I did. If you or Prince Marth fall in battle, it'll be my fault. Kris, that's why I do my best to train you. My regrets, my feelings... I know you'll accept them. I believe it.
Kris: Yes... Sir Cain!
Cain: Alright, now back to practice!

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Castor: Ooh... I'm in trouble. I'm in big trouble...

Kris: Sir Castor? What's the problem?
Castor: Oh, Kris. The truth is, because of me mother's sickness, I'm short on money...
Kris: Oh! That's troublesome indeed. This isn't much, but please accept this gold.
Castor: Unh, this is pretty much the first time we've met and yet you're so kind to me... Thank you so much!
Kris: Don't mention it, helping those in trouble is a knight's duty.
Castor: Kris... No, Lord/Mistress Kris! You have saved me life. I offer me life to you!
Kris: ...While I appreciate the thought, you don't need to be that happy...
Castor: No! Unless you accept me life as your own, I don't know how I can calm down!
Kris: ...I understand your feelings, Sir Castor. However, I am a mere knight. If you want to offer your life, then you should swear fealty to my liege, instead.
Castor: B-by liege, you mean...
Kris: Yes, Prince Marth. Then, without delay...
Castor: P-please wait a moment. I'm, er, not quite ready......Ooh, er... What did I tell Prince Marth that time I got gold from him again...?
Kris: Sir Castor?
Castor: Uwah, no, it's nothin'! I-I'm sorry, I just remembered I have some urgent business to take care of, so please excuse me!
Kris: Ah, Sir Castor? Didn't you need the gold...?

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Kris: Sir Castor.

Castor: Eeyaah!? Lord/Mistress Kris!?
Kris: I couldn't give you gold the other day. Please take this.
Castor: Oh, yes, thank you so much. ...Then, if you'll excuse me.
Kris: Come, let us go together to Prince Marth.
Castor: Eeeeeerr... Ah... Alright, I'll be honest. I have no trouble pledgin' meself to you, Lord/Mistress Kris. But Prince Marth is too, er, noble, and it makes me nervous...
Kris: I see... Then, how about Sir Jagen?
Castor: Si-Sir Jagen!?
Kris: Yes, I'm sure he'll have no objections. Which reminds me, I think there was a young man who offered his life to Sir Jagen the other day. Apparently, he said his grandmother was sick, and so was in desperate need of gold...
Castor: E-eh...
Kris: So, when Sir Jagen gave him gold, he offered his life in return... That's a heartwarming tale, isn't it...?
Castor: It sure is, hahaha...
Kris: Therefore, I'm sure he'll accept you kindly, Sir Castor. Here, come with me...
Castor: I-I-I'm sorry, I have another urgent business... Either way, I'm givin' this back to you!
Kris: Sir Castor...?

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Kris: Sir Castor. It seems to me that you've been behaving oddly since the other day... Don't tell me you're hiding something from Prince Marth and I/me and Prince Marth?

Castor: Eeeeeerr... Of course not, hahaha... I'm sorry, Lord/Mistress Kris. Truth be told, I'm terrible at makin' pledges in front of people...
Kris: I see. Then, how about this...? You make your pledge inside your heart and protect Prince Marth from the shadows, together with me?
Castor: Y-yes, that sounds good to me!
Kris: Excellent! Then, you'll be training together with me, starting tomorrow.
Castor: T-trainin'?
Kris: Yes. We wake up before dawn, then first we run ten laps around the base, followed by a thousand sword swings...
Castor: E-err... I did say I would offer me life... But I'm not doin' that for Prince Marth...
Kris: ...... ...What did you just say?
Castor: N-no, nothing, I was jokin'! Long live Prince Marth! Me life is Prince Marth's!
Kris: How wonderful. You're just the kind of person I thought you were, Sir Castor.
Castor: T-things have gotten rather complicated...

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Est: Sister! I got a gift for you today.

Catria: Wow, thanks. What is it?
Est: A lance that brings luck. I heard it brings good fortune when you smash enemies with it.
Catria: Are you sure it's not cursed...?
Est: No way! Everyone who used this lance got a promotion, a lover, money, stuff like that...
Catria: Sounds shady... Luck is something you grasp with your own strength, not something that requires trifles like this.
Est: Don't you want it...? And to think I bought it from the shop just for you...
Catria: ...I guess it can't be helped. Alright, I'll have it.
Est: Hey, you're not faking that unwillingness and going to secretly use it, right...?
Catria: I won't use it!
Est: Hmmm... Oh dear, I don't think this'll sell if I put it on the counter like this... Hey, Catria, what do you think of this? This is the latest lance model. It has a sword and an axe on its tip...
Catria: Est, stop bringing me prototypes and expecting me to evaluate them...

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Catria: Est... There's something I've been wanting to ask you for a while, can I?

Est: What is it?
Catria: I heard you started a shop with Abel, and that you were even selling weapons... Did you make a proper living from stocking whatever you could get your hands on? Since it's you, I was worried that you might have started it on a whim.
Est: It wasn't on a whim. Besides, since we're always using weapons in combat, I'm sure we have an eye for their quality.
Catria: Well, that could be true indeed, but...
Est: And since we have connections with the Macedonian and Altean armies, we don't have to worry about customers.
Catria: Oh yes. Both of you used to be in the army.
Est: Plus, even legendary weapons break after being used long enough, so there's never a lack of demand.
Catria: I see...
Est: That's not all! I can carry them with my pegasus, so transportation isn't an issue either... Catria? Are you alright? You look like you're in shock...
Catria: Hmm... You appear unreliable, but you're steadier than I thought.
Est: No way. I'm always relying on you and the others to pull me from danger.
Catria: And that makes me think that perhaps, you just really know how to swim with the tide...

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Catria: Yaaah!

Est: Kyaah!
Catria: Oh... I'm sorry, Est... Are you hurt?
Est: No worries; it's just a graze. But... You're kinda scary today, Catria.
Catria: Is that right...? Maybe I'm taking today's practice too seriously. Let's stop for today.
Est: Est: Catria... Tell me straight. Do you hate me now?
Catria: What? Never. What are you babbling about?
Est: Today... it really felt like you were trying to crush your resentment by force... Hey, if there's anything you don't like, let me fix it... Please don't hate me...!
Catria: Don't cry, Est...! I'm sorry; it's my fault. When I think of you and Abel, I get this unbearable feeling in my chest... and I just get so angry... I despise myself for feeling like this... You haven't done anything wrong. It's just that my heart is weak... I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
Est: ...Hmmm. So I take it you're in love with someone?
Catria: Wha...? Ah, aaah! You deceived me!
Est: I'm not gonna cry forever. It's your fault for being mean, Catria.
Catria: ...I'm sorry.
Est: I forgive you. However, only if you tell me his name.
Catria: W-w-what...
Est: Don't play dumb. You're terrible at lying, Catria. I can give you advice. Hey, it's fine to rely on me every now and again.
Catria: ............!
Est: Oh dear... She fled. I don't believe it. Catria can be even more childish than me. Next time I catch her, I'll make her confess everything no matter what it takes.

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Catria: Greetings. You are Prince Marth's Royal Guard... Kris, correct?

Kris: And you are Dame Catria of the Macedonian Whitewings...
Catria: Just Catria is fine, thanks. We're comrades, so I'd be happy if we could talk normally between us.
Kris: All right. I'd like that too. We've already fought together for a while.
Catria: That we have. I've seen you battle many times. You fight with peerless devotion to protect Prince Marth... Just as I'd expect from Prince Marth's Royal Guard.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: I'm honored. Thank you for your praise. I've watched you fight, too. You're incredibly powerful. I admire you as a warrior.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: I'm honored. Thank you for your praise. I've watched you fight, too. You're incredibly powerful. I admire you as a fellow female warrior.

Catria: Ha... you embarrass me.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: In the coming battles... I bet we'll fight together many more times. I'm counting on you.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: In the coming battles... I believe we'll fight together many more times. I'm counting on you.

Catria: Yes, likewise.

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Catria: Kris, about that last battle... I'm sorry. ...You had to save me.

Kris: It's fine, we're comrades after all. But you left yourself wide open in battle. That's not like you. Did something happen?
Catria: N-no... I just lack experience.
Kris: That's not true. If you fought with your full strength, you wouldn't need my help at all.
Catria: ...
(If Kris is male)
Kris: That reminds me. Sometimes I'd see you just staring off into the distance. Were you watching Prince Marth?
(If Kris is female)
Kris: That reminds me... Sometimes I'd see you just staring off into the distance. Were you watching Prince Marth?

Catria: ...Ah! N-no. It isn't like that! I was, uh...
Kris: You don't need to hide it, Catria. Prince Marth is a great man, after all. Everyone is fighting in this army because they admire Prince Marth. I'm no different. You feel the same way, don't you?
Catria: Y-yeah... That's right.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: For your sake as well, Catria, I must do my best as a Royal Guard. I will work become much stronger. For Prince Marth, for you, and for all...
(If Kris is female)
Kris: For your sake as well, Catria, I must do my best as a Royal Guard. I will work my hardest. For Prince Marth, for you, and for all...

Catria: Kris...

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Catria: Say, Kris. Haven't you been overdoing it lately?

Kris: W-what do you mean?
Catria: I admire you for so fervently protecting Prince Marth, but you've been pushing yourself beyond your limits...
Kris: ...Catria. It looks like I couldn't hide it from you after all. Our enemies are becoming stronger. Protecting Prince Marth is not easy. However, I promise you this: no matter what happens to me, at least Prince Marth will be...
Catria: I'm not worried about Prince Marth, I'm worried about you. If you surrendered your life, even if to protect him... ...I'm sure he would be distraught.
Kris: That's... Yes. You're right. I might have been taking things too far.
Catria: No matter what happens, I'm here if you need help. We're comrades, after all.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Got it. Thanks, Catria. You have my gratitude.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Got it. Thanks, Catria. I'm glad you're here for me.

Catria: It's okay. You've already helped me too, after all... Hey, Kris...
Kris: Hm?
Catria: You see, there's something that was bothering me for a long time... Something I couldn't tell anyone. A forbidden feeling... A terrible burden deep within my chest, and I could do nothing to alleviate it... I hated it... It was horrible.
Kris: If you want to talk about it, I'll listen.
Catria: Thanks. But right now... I feel a little better. I believe it's probably thanks to you.
Kris: Me?
Catria: You have always been by my side. We'd talk and laugh together... We'd talk about Prince Marth and about each other... And as we did... Little by little, my pain lessened. As time passes, then maybe, someday... I'll be able to forget it entirely...
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Huh? I don't really get it...
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Huh? I'm sorry, but I don't really get it...

Catria: That's fine. You don't need to. Anyway, thank you Kris...

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Catria: Good... It seems this armor and lance are still going to last.

Minerva: You sure are earnest about your arms maintenance, Catria.
Catria: Of course. They're precious items I received from you, Commander.
Minerva: It's okay to hold them dear, but you can't afford to have them break during battle. Try not to get too attached to them.
Catria: Yes, Commander, but... I can't help but to be drawn to this armor.
Minerva: The Whitewing armor. I see...
Catria: For a long time, the Whitewings lived in the shadows of the gallant Dragoons. Commander, it was thanks to your proposal to the king that they were restored. I honestly can't thank you enough.
Minerva: All I did was argue about the pegasi's superior resistance and mobility compared to wyverns. It was the three of you who used the few chances you had to prove the Whitewings' prowess.
Catria: We only had those opportunities thanks to you as well, Commander. And in this war too, I plan to make the Whitewings' prowess known throughout the entire world.
Minerva: ...I see. I believe your mobility is going to be pivotal in this war as well. I have high hopes for you, Catria.

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Minerva: Good, good... I know I'm pushing you too far. But the war isn't over yet. Please lend me your strength for a little while longer.

Catria: Taking care of your wyvern, Commander? If you're just talking to it, then I could do it in your place.
Minerva: No, this is something I must do myself. We can't fight properly during battle if there isn't trust between rider and wyvern, after all. It's just like pegasus training.
Catria: I see... But you're well-informed, if you know about pegasus training.
Minerva: That's because I used to be a pegasus rider, myself.
Catria: Is that true? I honestly had no idea. .........
Minerva: What's wrong?
Catria: ...Commander, why did you switch from a pegasus to a wyvern?
Minerva: Are you curious?
Catria: Yes... Forgive me. Have I asked too much?
Minerva: I don't mind. It isn't such a private matter. To put it simply... I had to, to become stronger. Macedon isn't a large kingdom. And there's only one reason it's recognized by other kingdoms as an independent nation: Because of its legion of dracoknights. So, to symbolize Macedon's might, those of House Macedon must ride wyverns... And that's why I released my pegasus into the forest and took a Skydrake Whip.
Catria: So that's what happened...
Minerva: I wonder if the pegasus I befriended is still in Macedon's forests... Once this war is over and peace returns, I'd like to go see how he's faring. ...It's almost time for the war council already. I'm going ahead, Catria.
Catria: Commander is truly a gentle, peace-loving soul... I wonder if the white wings of a pegasus would truly be best suited for her...

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Catria: So, how did you like riding astride my pegasus?

Minerva: I had a most enjoyable time. Thank you, Catria.
Catria: Your joy honors me, Commander.
Minerva: The wind felt so soft from your pegasus... From my wyvern, the wind is almost like a cutting edge. It felt like it softened my battle-hardened heart a little.
Catria: Please ask me again anytime, if I'm worthy. However...
Minerva: What is it?
Catria: You'd probably feel far more at ease if you were to straddle the pegasus you left in the forest.
Minerva: ...You're too kind, Catria. But indeed, I look forward to the day when I can be enveloped by a soft wind alongside you.
Catria: Yes... I'll help to the best of my limited ability so that day will arrive as soon as possible.

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Palla: ...Check.

Catria: Ohhh... I-I don't believe it. I give up...
Palla: The way you move your pieces is lacking in composure. Also, if you had focused on setting up a strong defense, it wouldn't have crumbled so easily.
Catria: I see...
Palla: You need to be more composed when observing the whole situation. Reading your opponent's movements, and focusing your attacks on what pieces you've lured... These are the basics of tactics.
Catria: ...You're right. Perhaps I was too impatient...
Palla: Is there something on your mind?
Catria: Err...
Palla: It hurts but you can't do anything about it, so you act recklessly as if running from that pain... That's how I see it.
Catria: I'm no match for you, Palla... How did you figure out that much?
Palla: Well... I didn't really...
Catria: Alright, I'll make an effort to observe things with more composure. Something might change if I do... Thank you, Sister.

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Catria: ...Not again. I give up.

Palla: You lowered your guard. Oversights are forbidden in the battefield.
Catria: I know...
Palla: In the battlefield... Especially for us, since we're often charged with scouting enemy camps from above... A single oversight can alter the fate of an entire army.
Catria: ...I'm just no good, am I?
Palla: Why the lack of confidence all of sudden?
Catria: I'm not rational like you, and my intuition isn't as good as Est's. It feels as though I have no redeeming features...
Palla: Oh dear. So you want me tell you that isn't so?
Catria: Umm...
Palla: It'd be easy for me to say that, but how about you took some time to think what's really your strong point? I believe now's the best time than ever.
Catria: Sister...
Palla: Don't worry, you're very good at finding other people's strengths. You just need to turn your eyes to yourself. You can do it.
Catria: As I thought... I really am no match for you, Sister.

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Palla: .........

Catria: ...Check.
Palla: ...Seems I've no choice. I forfeit.
Catria: I won...! I beat you for the very first time!
Palla: I take it you've found where your true strength lies, am I right?
Catria: Yes, I have. It sounds like I'm bragging when I say it, but my reliability is my forte. The fact I'm always growing, even if slowly at times.
Palla: That's right. You learn from your failures and you prepare. You never commit the same mistake twice. And so, you become stronger and stronger with each passing day... That's your biggest strength.
Catria: Thank you, Sister. It was only because I figured it out myself that I am able to accept your evaluation with confidence. That's what you intended, right...?
Palla: Yes, you're right. But... I too have a strength you don't have, and that's experience. Don't expect to surpass me that easily.
Catria: You want a rematch? I've won once, so I'm not going to lose again, Sister.
Palla: You said it. I'm not going to hold back this time.
Catria: What...? Are you serious...?
Palla: I wasn't using all of my pieces properly, you know. I'll make full of them from now on.
Catria: As I thought... I just can't match you, Sister...

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Katarina: Oh... Cecil.

Cecil: Long time no see... Katarina. How dare you come waltzing back as if nothing happened.
Katarina: ...I'm sorry.
Cecil: Prince Marth and Kris are too kind, so they might really have forgiven you. But I'm different. Even if you say you've reformed, I can't just simply trust you, not after you betrayed all of us.
Katarina: I know... With everything I've done, yours would be anyone's natural reaction. But... there's one thing I'd like you to believe.
Cecil: And that would be?
Katarina: When I was in the 7th Platoon... Both my laughter and the peace I felt were real. As was my friendship with you, Cecil.
Cecil: ...I've already forgotten my friendship with you.
Katarina: ...I see... Then it seems I have no choice but to regain your trust through my actions from now. Cecil... I truly hope we'll someday be able to talk and laugh together, like we used to.
Cecil: ...I see. In that case, I'll be watching you battle, from behind. I'll know right away if you ease up. Prepare yourself.

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Cecil: Katarina! Show me your leg.

Katarina: Cecil...?
Cecil: ...There's blood, as I thought. You were hiding the wound you suffered in battle, weren't you?
Katarina: ...I'm sorry. I thought I wouldn't be allowed in the front lines if they found out I was wounded.
Cecil: If you leave your wound be, you'll become unable to walk. I'll stand guard today, so go get your wound treated and get some rest.
Katarina: But I have to fight... Until you can accept me...
Cecil: I already accept you. There's no way I'd doubt a girl who has come this far. It's painfully clear that you're working hard to atone for your sins, from the bottom of your heart.
Katarina: Really? Thank you...
Cecil: Yeah, so... You can go rest already. I can't stand watching you like this...
Katarina: I'm sorry... for making you worry.
Cecil: I don't want to hear you apologize. I want us to make up. Look, everything is now the way it was before.
Katarina: It's not that simple... There are others who still doubt me. Until I have regained everyone's trust, I must continue to fight...
Cecil: What? Who on earth doesn't trust you, Katarina? Don't worry. I'll beat up everybody who doesn't.
Katarina: Beat them up... Teehee. You really haven't changed, Cecille. Once your mind is made up, you always charge in a straight line. You're so reliable...
Cecil: See, now you're laughing. That's more like it. If you don't relax your shoulder like that, you won't be able to use your full strength. Don't worry about those who judge you. Just go back to how you used to be.
Katarina: ...Yes. Thank you very much, Cecil.

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Cecil: I saw that, Katarina!

Katarina: Huh? What?
Cecil: You're really easy to read, you know. After all, you... were always looking at that one person.
Katarina: Ah...! Oh, err, ah... Please! Don't tell anyone!
Cecil: Hmm, what should I do?
Katarina: Please... If that person were to know... I...
Cecil: Wait, don't cry! I joke, I joke. I don't like spreading rumors.
Katarina: ...Phew.
Cecil: Teehee. But talking like this really takes me back. Those times we had, when training to be knights with Kris and the others... Isn't it just so nostalgic?
Katarina: Yes... I completely agree... But, back then, I betrayed everyone...
Cecil: W-wait, don't cry... You hear me, Katarina? Remember this reeeeally well. No matter what happened thus far, and no matter what happens from now on... We are friends.
Katarina: Oh... Cecil... Uhh... Sob...
Cecil: W-wait, don't start crying again! Oh please. Just what should I do with you?
Katarina: I-I'm sorry... I'm just... so happy... sniff...

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Cecil: Kris, I have a favor to ask. May I train with you?

(If Kris is male)
Kris: Sure, I don't mind. It won't be easy, though. Are you all right with that?
Cecil: Of course. You won't hear me complaining. Also, let me make this clear: don't go easy on me just because I'm a woman. That would be an insult to me.
Kris: Fair enough. Well said, Cecil.
Cecil: I'm an Altean knight, just like you. I expect the same rights as any other knight, and of course, the same responsibilities. I hate being spoiled or favored because I'm a woman.
Kris: You're strong, Cecil.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Yes, I don't mind. It won't be easy, though... Are you all right with that?
Cecil: Of course. You won't hear me complaining. Kris, your strength is clear to me. And that's why I don't want to fall behind you in the battlefield.
Kris: Alright, I understand. But, Cecil, you're strong too.

Cecil: Not at all. That's the least thing... ...Huh...?
Kris: What's wrong?
Cecil: ...S-say, Kris... Didn't you hear something?
Kris: Hm? No, not a thing.
Cecil: It sounded like a sad howl...
Kris: Aw, I'm sure it's just the wind. What's wrong, Cecil? You don't look too well...
Cecil: I-I'm calling it a day. Training too much is bad for your body, after all!
Kris: Cecil? But we haven't started training yet...

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Cecil: S-say, Kris.

Kris: What's the matter?
Cecil: Er... Did you hear that rumor? I-I don't believe it, but I'm just curious...
Kris: What rumor?
Cecil: Y-you know... The rumor that there's a ghost haunting this army...
Kris: Oh, that nonsense.
Cecil: Nonsense!? They say the ghost of a long-haired girl...
Kris: Yeah, that was just some dry wood. Someone was just seeing things. It's just a joke at this point.
Cecil: A-ah, I see. Yes. Of course. There's no way it could have been a ghost...
Kris: Cecil, don't tell me you're afraid of ghosts?
Cecil: N-no way! Something like that couldn't possibly exist! I'm not a child anymore... Ghosts are silly. But just to be on the safe side...
Kris: Hm?
Cecil: What? Is something wrong?
Kris: Didn't you hear that strange sound, Cecil?
Cecil: Huh?! Kyaaaaaaa!
Kris: Cecil!?
Cecil: W-where, where!? Where did it come from!? Where is it? N-no... Noooo!
Kris: Wait... Calm down, Cecil. I can't move with you clinging on to me like this.
Cecil: B-but, but...! It's t-the gho-ghost... Begoooone vile spirit!
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Cecil... Listen to me...! M-my neck... Stop squeezing my... I can't... breathe...
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Cecil... L-listen to me...! M-my neck... Stop squeezing my... I can't... breathe...

Cecil: Someoooone! Save meeeee!
Kris: T...that's my... line...

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Cecil: Oh, er...

Kris: Hi Cecil. About last time... Hey, wait. Please wait. Why are you trying to run away from me?
Cecil: L-last time... I really made a fool of myself. And I was talking so proudly... Y-you can laugh all you want.
Kris: So you have a weakness too, Cecil.
Cecil: Y-yes I do, what about it!? No matter how hard I try, I can't do anything if I'm afraid! It's my fault for being afraid!
Kris: That isn't a bad thing. That's just how you are.
Cecil: Say what...?
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Everyone has their weaknesses. I'm the same. And that goes for battle, too. None of us are perfect. That's why we have to work together. So, you don't need to force yourself.
Cecil: ...Kris. ...That might be true. I didn't want to fall behind. I didn't want to show my weakness. That's why I was always acting tough. But, because you saw my weakness... I think I can relax a bit now.
Kris: I see. All is well, then. But I have to say, you can be unexpectedly cute, Cecil.
Cecil: C-c-cu... Cute!?
Kris: Yes. The way you screamed was...
Cecil: Y-you...! Erase it from your memory! Take this!
Kris: W-wait. Calm down. I was just saying...
Cecil: I don't care, forget about what you saw, forget iiiit! Take this, and this!
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Everyone has their weaknesses. I'm the same. And that goes for battle, too. None of us are perfect. That's why we have to work together. So, we don't need to force ourselves. Not me, not you.
Cecil: ...Kris. ...That might be true. I didn't want to fall behind. I didn't want to show my weakness. That's why I was always acting tough. But, because you saw my weakness... I think I can relax a bit now.
Kris: I see, I'm glad. Then I'm counting on you, Cecil.

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Cecil: Wait right there, Roderick! Why did you try to cede me a seat in the previous war council?

Roderick: Why do you even ask? It's tough to take part while standing all the time, right?
Cecil: Save me the unnecessary concerns. Just treat me as if I were a man.
Roderick: ...I've been thinking about that for a while actually. Isn't that kind of unreasonable?
Cecil: Why? How complicated is it?
Roderick: Even if you tell me to treat you as a man, it's a simple fact that you're a woman, Cecil. It felt wrong for me to sit down while you were forced to stand.
Cecil: My legs aren't so weak as to prevent me from standing through a war council.
Roderick: That's not the point...
Cecil: You felt it was wrong because you think women are weak. I can't stand people who think that of me.
Roderick: Why make such a fuss over gender distinctions? Why not just accept my affection?
Cecil: ...A-a-a-affection? What do you mean by affection...?
Roderick: ...Is there something wrong?
Cecil: Y-you won't sway me with that word! Affection's got nothing to do with this! Hmph!
Roderick: ...Did she misunderstand something?

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Roderick: Cecil, hold on...

Cecil: Kyaa! Don't surprise me like that.
Roderick: Sorry for calling you from behind. But, you'd ignore me unless I did this, wouldn't you?
Cecil: What? No...
Roderick: Are you sure? It felt like you were clearly avoiding me, you know... Oh well. Your sleeve is torn.
Cecil: ...You're right. I didn't notice.
Roderick: It's also a knight's duty to take care of their personal grooming. You should fix it later.
Cecil: Fix it? That's... going to be an issue.
Roderick: Are you bad with sewing?
Cecil: What's with the surprise? Don't tell me you think all girls know how to sew. Yes, I'll admit I don't know how. I can't help it, okay!
Roderick: I didn't say anything like that... Alright, lend me your clothes later. I'll fix it.
Cecil: Huh? Rody, are you saying YOU can sew?
Roderick: Is that so surprising? My family isn't that rich. So I had to do all the sewing and cooking myself.
Cecil: You can even cook...?
Roderick: I'm not that skilled though. Well, later then.
Cecil: Oh, yes. Err... Thanks.
Roderick: What? You'd do the same for me.

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Cecil: Hey Roderick, there's something I'd like you to see.

Roderick: What is it?
Cecil: This.
Roderick: ...Charcoal?
Cecil: It's a cookie! I was doing it like you taught me, but I can't bake it right no matter what I do.
Roderick: That's probably because the stove's fire was too strong. That's why it's so charred...
Cecil: I don't know how to regulate the fire...
Roderick: Alright. I'll show you when the opportunity arises. I used to bake cookies for my little sisters all the time, so I'm used to it.
Cecil: ...You sound just like a mother from some family. Like, "leave your chores to me!"
Roderick: Since my mother died early, I took care of my sisters from then on. Perhaps deep down, I felt that I had to become a substitute for Mother, for their sake.
Cecil: I see... After listening to your story, I feel ashamed for being so determined to not lose to men. After all, I see you can do the jobs of both women and men.
Roderick: Nah, it's nothing to brag about really. Besides, I think your will to go beyond gender distinctions is most admirable, Cecil.
Cecil: You speak truly? It makes me happy to hear that.
Roderick: ...But, that aside, you'd better learn how to cook. At least to the point you can make something edible...

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Kris: You are... Sir Cord, right?

Cord: Oh, you know about me?
Kris: Huh? Yes, I do.
Cord: I see, you show some promise. Even though Bord and I look completely different, people get us mixed up all the time. It kinda bothers me.
Kris: Yes, I think I can understand that.
Cord: True, we're both mercenaries from Talys, and we're both woodcutters.
Kris: I see you talk alike, too.
Cord: Yeah, well I guess. But we're totally different. For instance, err... That's right, our faces! I've got the more handsome face, doncha agree?
Kris: Handsome...?
Cord: Yeah, take a goood look at my face. He can't deny it either. You, too, remembered I was Cord 'cause I'm more handsome, right? If you remember Cord's the handsome one, then you'll know who's who right away!
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Y-yeah...
(If Kris is female)
Kris: I-indeed...

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Cord: That Bord can be a really nosy dude... A long time ago, when I was about to pummel ten bandits... He kept butting into my business, saying ten was too much and that I should stop.

Kris: But, Sir Bord's advice sounds reasonable. Fighting ten by yourself is rather...
Cord: Yeah, but y'see. The village was being ransacked. I didn't know that village. But I betcha, there were people living in peace there, just like in my village. And just thinking about those damn bandits crushing the people and their peace... I couldn't let that happen. You know that feeling, doncha?
Kris: Yes, I know it well. I too would not allow the bandits to do harm.
Cord: Oh, so you do get it. I could get along with you. Too bad I can't say the same of Bord.

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Cord: But y'see, that Bord is really an annoying dude... Even if I wanted to, I can't get rid of him. He's always been my pal, see.

Kris: Because you recognize each other's worth.
Cord: Nonsense. You're kidding me, right? When we meet, we fight all the time. ...But, even that dude has got one good point. His camaraderie.
Kris: Camaraderie...?
Cord: Yeah, that's right. To him, long-time comrades are just like family--no, above family even. He wouldn't regret putting his life on the line for his friends. That's why he can't help but meddle in my matters. He'd never turn his back on his friends. No matter what. If something were to happen to me, he'd be there for me. That's why I can be so rash.
Kris: As I thought. You really do recognize each other's worth.
Cord: N-nonsense. Were you even listening to me?

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Darros: Harump... Arr, there be so much dirt t'clean here. I ought t'pull me load.

Kris: Huh, who might you be?
Darros: I be Darros. Do ye have any business with me?
Kris: The name's Kris. Well, not quite business, but... I thought I was the one in charge of cleaning this place.
Darros: Arr, I be sorry! But I be done soon, just wait a moment.
Kris: Erm, okay.
Darros: Harump...
Kris: Huh? Sir Darros... When you said you'll be done, did you mean all of the cleaning?
Darros: Aye, o' course. Is summit wrong?
Kris: No, not really, but...
Darros: Arr, good t'hear. Then, I be gettin' back t'work.
Kris: Ah, alright. Wow, the floor is sparkling... Now that's what I call a thorough job/hard-worker.

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Kris: ...That's odd. I'm sure the broken weapons were supposed to be deposited here...

Darros: Ahoy, Kris, me matey!
Kris: Ah, Sir Darros. Did you happen to see any broken weapons around?
Darros: Arr, broken weapons ye say? I've already disposed of them.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: What, again...? Are you always stealing other people's cleaning duties, Sir Darros?
(If Kris is female)
Kris: What, again...? Are you always stealing other people's cleaning duties, Darros?

Darros: Aye, I suppose yer right.
Kris: Why do you work so hard? You could leave some of it to me.
Darros: ...Did ye know I used t'be a pirate?
Kris: Yes, I did.
Darros: Arr, back then... I committed many a grave sin.
Kris: ...
Darros: I even cooked baby fishies that got themselves caught in the ship's net.
Kris: Say what?
Darros: And every now and then, I discarded leftover provisions in the sea...
Kris: Hey, wait a minute. Are those the grave sins you were talking about?
Darros: rr... Even now, thinkin' o' them sends shivers down me spine.

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Kris: Sir Darros.

Darros: Ahoy, Kris.
Kris: I'd like to ask you something, may I?
Darros: Aye, ask away me matey.
Kris: If I recall correctly, a few days ago, you spoke about some grave sins you committed during your days of piracy...
Darros: Arr... that.
Kris: Forgive me for saying this, but I didn't think they were as grave as you led them to be. Sir Darros, why did you become a pirate?
Darros: ...Arr, a long time ago... I was one of the crewmen o' a fishin' boat. However, one day, our ship was attacked by pirates. So, I picked up an axe that happened t'be lyin' nearby. That's when I noticed the pirates didn't attack me.
Kris: Why not?
Darros: Just look at me. They mistook me for one o' them. And then, ever since... Arr, it be just like I told ye before.
Kris: Then, what else did you use to do?
Darros: The same things as now, t'be honest: Ship cleanin' and some odd jobs here and there.
Kris: ...Heh!
Darros: Oi, Kris. I saw ye laughin'.
Kris: Oh, I'm sorry.
Darros: Arr, that reminds me, Kris.
Kris: What is it?
Darros: What say ye ride me ship once this war is over? We have good food, too!
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Yes, I'd love to. I'm sure it's the cleanest, tidiest ship around.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Yes, I'd be glad to. I'm sure it's the cleanest, tidiest ship around.

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Dice: Alright, lessee! Gah, heads.

Kris: Sir Dice.
Dice: Oh, yer, if I remember... Kris, wazzit?
Kris: Yeah. What are you doing with that coin?
(If Kris is male)
Dice: Oh, this...? This is a coin used for gambling. It was made specially so it'll land on heads more often. Well, ain't this perfect. Hey Kris, wanna try yer luck?
Kris: You've gotten me intrigued. I'll try it once, and only once.
Dice: Ooh, confidence! I like that. Alright... here we go! So, what's yer bet!?
Kris: Let's see,ed I'll go with tails.
Dice: Oh, that makes me heads then. ...Lessee!
Kris: ...Damn, heads.
Dice: Heh heh, didn't I tell you...? This coin lands on heads more often.
Kris: Indeed. ...Well, it seems I have no talent for gambling. If you'll excuse me, I'll take my leave.
Dice: Wha... Hang on. Yer quitting already? Let's play again, c'mon!
Kris: ...I'm sure I told you I would only try it once.
(If Kris is female)
Dice: Oh, this...? This is a coin used for gambling. It was made specially so it'll land on heads more often. Well, ain't this perfect. Hey Kris, how about a little bet?
Kris: Eh? I'm sorry, but I don't touch gambling.
Dice: Well, well! Somebody's uptight. C'mon, just this once, alright? Here goes...! There! So, what's yer bet!?
Kris: You give me no choice, huh? Fine, I'll be heads.
Dice: Alright, then that makes me tails. ...Lessee!
Kris: Heads, right?
Dice: Yeah, you win.
Kris: Good, now if you'll excuse me.
Dice: W-wait! Just one more time, please!
Kris: ...I thought you said "just this once"?

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Dice: Hey, Kris!

(If Kris is male)
Kris: Sir Dice. Do you need me for something?
(If Kris is female)
Kris: ...Sir Dice. What's the occasion?

Dice: C'mon! Gamble with me, please! Just once more would be enough!
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Sorry, but I refuse. By the way, you've been challenging me again and again ever since then.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: I refuse. By the way, you've been challenging me again and again ever since then.

Dice: Huh? I have? Well, this'll really be the last time, I swear! C'mon I'm begging ya!
(If Kris is male)
Kris: ...Sir Dice, you only think about gambling. And because of that, you bring trouble to those around you.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Listen to me, Sir Dice. You only think about gambling... And I'm sure it must have brought nothing but trouble to your daughter.

Dice: Oh? Are you trying to gimme a sermon?
(If Kris is male)
Kris: No, I had no such intention...
(If Kris is female)
Kris: No, not quite.

Dice: Good, 'cause you're gambling on yer prince too, aren't ya?
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Wha, what are you talking about, Sir Dice...? There's no way Prince Marth could lose. So, it's different from gambling. I'd appreciate it if you didn't group this and that together.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Hmph. Is that your answer...? There's no way Prince Marth could lose. So, it's different from gambling. I'd appreciate it if you didn't group this and that together.

Dice: What? Aren't they the same? First, you make yer move, and yer prepared to die if yer wrong. You only realize the results later.
Kris: ...
Dice: So, in yer case... Do you see now? You analyze yer chances of defeat together with the prince, and then subtract them beforehand. The rest is up to the prince. Am I right?
Kris: Well, you could say that.
Dice: So, you see, gambling is all...
Kris: I'm not falling for that.
Dice: Gah, didn't quite work, huh?

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Kris: Sir Dice.

Dice: Oh, if it ain't Kris. It's rare to see you calling after me.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Yes, indeed.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Indeed.

Dice: So, does that mean you've finally awakened to the glorious beauty of gambling?
(If Kris is male)
Kris: No, I wouldn't go that far.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Not quite.

Dice: What... Yer so boring. Then, what're you here for?
(If Kris is male)
Kris: There's something I'd like to ask. About that item you used while gambling with me, Sir Dice... If I understand correctly, it was putting you at a definite disadvantage.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: I have a question to ask you. About that item you used while gambling with me, Sir Dice... If I understand correctly, it was putting you at a definite disadvantage.

Dice: Oh, that.
Kris: Why would you do such a thing?
Dice: No reason.
Kris: Then, you wanted to lose on purpose?
Dice: ...Lemme tell yer, when yer gambling, the numbers on the dice don't really matter.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Come again?
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Eh, what do you mean?

Dice: The important thing is just whether you can throw the dice or not when the time comes. Life doesn't give you the chance of using everything you've piled up with a bang, y'know.
Kris: That could be true.
Dice: By the way, I can feel that from yer prince. That's why I made a bet.
Kris: ...For Prince Marth to win.
Dice: But, sadly, all I can bet is my own body!
(If Kris is male)
Kris: The meaning behind your gambling... I think I get it now. However, it makes me afraid of sticking around you for too long...
(If Kris is female)
Kris: I think I get it now. However, it makes me afraid of sticking around you for too long...

Dice: What's wrong with ya, talking like I'm a symbol of misfortune or summit?
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Sorry, I was joking.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Tee hee, I'm sorry.

Dice: Alright! Then, let's have a game to cheer up!
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Yes, I accept your challenge!
(If Kris is female)
Kris: What if I said no?
Dice: Damn, didn't work, huh?

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Malice: Here ya go, Pops.

Dice: Oh, Malice! There y'are. That's my daughter for ya! Alrighty, time to hit 'em up!
Malice: Good grief... You better win. You better or else.
Dice: Of course! Maris, if there's anything ya might want, do tell ya Pops. I do my best if I know what I'm fighting for!
Malice: Yeah, gotcha.
Dice: Well then, I'm going for a match!
Malice: Hm? Already?
Dice: Yeah... I just thought of a new gameplan, y'know! I'm itching to test it out.
Malice: ...What now?
Dice: See ya! Ya better look forward to it!
Malice: Goddammit, Pops! ...Seriously, you'd better not lose again...