Gregor/Supports

C Support

 * Gregor: Here, Avatar. You will drink this, yes?
 * Avatar: Hmm? What is it?
 * Gregor: Is special medicine Gregor drinks on hard journey! Tastes like bottom of old well, but is very good for you.
 * Avatar: I don't need medicine, Gregor. I feel fine.
 * Gregor: You have no hurting of throat? No hacking up of lung?
 * Avatar: Well, now that you mention it, my throat has been a little sore...
 * Gregor: I battle, Gregor hear you breathe. Is raspy like old dying donkey.
 * Avatar: You must have a terrific sense of hearing to notice that over the din of combat.
 * Gregor: For sellsword like Gregor, health very important. Soldier must be strong, yes?
 * Avatar: I daresay you're right. I don't pay as much attention to my health as I should. What kind of precautions do you take to avoid becoming ill?
 * Gregor: Gregor have three rules: gargle, wash hands, and take temperature!
 * Avatar: Oh. That sounds easy enough. Any other tricks?
 * Gregor: Gregor may have one more thing, but is very secret.
 * Avatar: Ah. Well, I wouldn't want you to reveal anything you're—
 * Gregor: You sleep in same bed as Gregor! Then we share body heat!
 * Avatar: —not comfortable with... I beg your pardon?
 * Gregor: Body becomes very cold at night, yes? This keeps muscles limber!
 * Avatar: An extra blanket will do just fine, thank you.

B Support

 * Avatar: Say, Gregor? I wanted to thank you for that medicine you gave me. I was feeling great after taking it...but I think it gave me strange dreams.
 * Gregor: Is Gregor maybe in these dreams?
 * Avatar: Er...
 * Gregor: Ho ho ho! Is true! You dream of sharing bed with Gregor!
 * Avatar: We weren't in a bed! We were flying through the air... Then we landed...on the sun, I think. And I rested my head on your knee... Gods, it was horrible...
 * Gregor: Do not be feeling special. Gregor have that effect on many people.
 * Avatar: Since then, I haven't slept in days! Days! Look at my eyes! They're bloodshot!
 * Gregor: Some of the greatest romances in history start with dreams like this.
 * Avatar: It's not funny! It is most definitely not funny! I have ch-chills up my back even as we speak...
 * Gregor: Chills? Hmm... Here, Robin. Let Gregor look in eyes.
 * Avatar: No! Stay away from me!
 * Gregor: You are strange person. Now make with the hushing!
 * Avatar: ......
 * Gregor: Bloodshot eyes... Chills on spine... Strange dream... You had insect bite not long ago, yes?
 * Avatar: Er, yes, actually. A great big millipede bit me on the ankle the other day, but...
 * Gregor: Oy, is so terrible! You suffer dangerous infection carried by large bug! We must render treatment with no delay. Gregor fear your life is at stake.
 * Avatar: R-really? It's that serious?

A Support

 * Gregor: Ah, Avatar. How is recovery?
 * Avatar: Good, thanks to you. The healers said if you hadn't caught the infection when you did, I'd have died. I owe you my life, Gregor.
 * Gregor: Oh ho ho! Sometimes batty old man knows thing or two, yes? You are clever young lass, but old man like Gregor can be teaching you many things. You listen to elders, and one day you might be smart like Gregor.
 * Avatar: Heh, yes, I'll certainly pay closer attention from now on.
 * Gregor: That is water running under bridge. But...
 * Avatar: What? Is something troubling you?
 * Gregor: You still have nightmare dream? Where you fly and put head on Gregor's knee?
 * Avatar: Not anymore, thank the gods.
 * Gregor: Is good. ...Because Gregor has to charge performance fee for appearing in dream.
 * Avatar: A performance fee? For a dream?! That's ridiculous!
 * Gregor: But if you say no more dream, then is okay. We call first one rehearsal. Gregor give steep discount. Now, you look after health so you see no more bad dreams, yes? If you get weak again, you can rest head on knee, no charge.
 * Avatar: I assure you, I will be watching my health very carefully.
 * Gregor: You sound very with the motivation! Gregor believes you!

S Support

 * Gregor: Oy, what is with long face like horsey? You have nightmare of Gregor again?
 * Avatar: Actually, I haven't dreamed about you for a while, unfortunately.
 * Gregor: Well, is good news, yes? Why you no making with the skipping of joy? ...Wait! You say "unfortunately." You miss dream starring old Gregor?
 * Avatar: Oh gods, did I say that out loud?!
 * Gregor: Uh-oh. Now you red like ripe tomato! So you DO miss nighttime Gregor visit!
 * Avatar: Well...yes, as a matter of fact. You haunt my dreams when I don't want it, but when I start to actually LIKE you? Poof! You disappear completely!
 * Gregor: Is true. Gregor is rude dream stalker. In penance, Gregor offer small trinket.
 * Avatar: Trinket? But Gregor, this is...
 * Gregor: Is magic ring that allow Gregor to stay in dreams as long as you want. Only big condition—when you accept, spell can never be broken. What you say? Are you prepared for life with Handsome Gregor?
 * Avatar: This... Is this a marriage proposal? Are you serious?
 * Gregor: No need ask question when you are knowing of answer. Handsome Gregor never joke about affairs of heart!
 * Avatar: Gregor, I know this is hard for you, but I need you to speak as clearly as possible. Are you proposing?
 * Gregor: If you no need ring, is fine... Just throw in junk pile along with Gregor's broken heart!
 * Avatar: N-no! I do want it! I gladly accept! With all my heart!
 * Gregor: Then Gregor be with you in dream and in the real life, every day!
 * Gregor: Now you listen, Gregor promise to bring his beloved many happiness for as long as we both keep on with the living.

C Support

 * Lissa: EEEEEEK!
 * Gregor: Oy! What is matter?!
 * Lissa: Ohmigosh! Look at that huge bug!
 * Gregor: Is just oversized millipede, yes? No cause to be panicking. You shriek like sun is plummeting into earth—make Gregor choke on tea!
 * Lissa: Oh gods, look at it. Urgh... Plus it might be poisonous!
 * Gregor: Very well. Gregor take bug outside for sake of delicate princess.
 * Lissa: H-hey! I am not delicate! ...But thanks.
 * Gregor: You are brave girl, yes? Face many enemies on the field of battle? Gregor not understand why you lose wits when small insect appears in tent.
 * Lissa: I know, I know. It's just a thing, all right? I can't stand bugs.
 * Gregor: Hmmm. Is just small insects? Or do you fear and hate other things?
 * Lissa: Hmm... Well, I don't like snakes, obviously. Or frogs or newts. Any amphibian, really. Spicy food makes me break out in a rash, but I'm not scared of it, per se. But yeah, I guess that's about it. Er, except for the dark. ...Long nails kind of creep me out, too. Especially if they're all dirty? Oh, and lemons! Don't even get me going on lemon. But the worst are ghosts! Oh, they are just absolutely terrible... ...Yeah, so I guess that's everything. Oh, wait! Certain kinds of sausage—
 * Gregor: Oy, Gregor is sorry he even ask!
 * Lissa: It's weird. I can fight and all that stuff, but when it comes to other things... *Sigh* You must think I'm kinda pathetic.
 * Gregor: No, no. Everyone have fears, yes? You just have few more than usual.
 * Lissa: You think so?
 * Gregor: And besides, in Gregor's opinion, is charming in strange way.
 * Lissa: Aw, thanks, Gregor.

B Support

 * Lissa: So where are we going, Gregor? You know I'm afraid of heights, right? Oh, and bandits. ...And the dark.
 * Gregor: There may be some dark involved, but is all worth it in end.
 * Lissa: Um...okay. But if you try anything weird, I'll scream for my brother!
 * Gregor: Gregor not buffoon! Gregor never put sister of valued employer in danger.
 * Lissa: Well, that's good. But seriously, where are you taking me?
 * Gregor: Shhh! Can you hear from deep below ground? Sound of groans and moans?
 * Lissa: Ohmigosh, are those... GHOSTS?! EEEEEEEEEK!
 * Gregor: Quiet!
 * Lissa: ,,,Eep.
 * Gregor: Do not scream in loud panicky voice. Is going to get us in big trouble.
 * Lissa: Wh-why are you making me do this?!
 * Gregor: If you summon courage and overcome greatest fear, other fears go away.
 * Lissa: So you want to frighten me out of my wits in some haunted hellhole? ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!
 * Gregor: ...Er, no. Is just idea Gregor read in book. Sorry. You do not tell Chrom, yes?
 * Lissa: He'd probably be pretty mad, huh?
 * Gregor: Please, do not tell! Gregor need job! Gregor is intending no harm to Lissa.
 * Lissa: Oh, it's fine, Gregor. I'm not telling Chrom. ...Besides, it was actually kind of exciting! Hee hee!
 * Gregor: Thank you. Gregor is having many debts, yes? If he loses steady income—oy!

A Support

 * Lissa: Nnnn...nnnn...ngggg... Just...close...fingers...and... Gaaaaaah!
 * Gregor: Oy, again with the yelling...
 * Lissa: I did it, Gregor! Look! I actually managed to pick up one of those horrid millipedes!
 * Gregor: Yes, yes, Gregor is seeing. No need to be waving so close to his face.
 * Lissa: Can you believe it? I am so amazing. This is the first bug I've touched! Ever!
 * Gregor: Good! You start with little insect, and from here overcome bigger fears. Even longest and hardest journey begins with small baby steps, yes?
 * Lissa: You think I can do it? You think I can overcome all my fears?
 * Gregor: Gregor have no doubt! Soon you will be afraid of nothing. Not even ghost!
 * Lissa: Gosh!
 * Gregor: You write down all things you fear, yes? Make very big list. Then, whenever you conquer fear, you can be ticking off from list.
 * Lissa: That's...an excellent idea!
 * Gregor: Yes, Gregor is having many good ideas. And now he prepares special supper for you.
 * Lissa: Oh?
 * Gregor: Yes, we celebrate day that Lissa conquests first fear! Come now. Eat while is very hot.
 * Lissa: Wait, you have it ready and waiting? But how did you know I'd succeed? Don't tell me you just had faith...
 * Gregor: Gregor always have faith. Besides, if you fail, he just eat special meal all by himself.
 * Lissa: Oh, heh hah! Well, thank you, Gregor. This is very thoughtful!
 * Gregor: Now, make with the eating!

S Support

 * Lissa: Gregor, I need your help. Can you please look at this?
 * Gregor: Eh? Is massive stack of paper? Is hundred of pages long!
 * Lissa: I know, right? It's my list of things that I'm afraid of.
 * Gregor: ...Oy.
 * Lissa: See, I knew you'd react like that! The list is too big, isn't it?
 * Gregor: Is...bigger than Gregor is expecting, true...
 * Lissa: I don't know. I feel like giving up.
 * Gregor: Yes. You give up!
 * Lissa: H-hey! You're supposed to encourage me.
 * Gregor: Gregor is doing that exactly! But in slightly different way, yes? Lissa is never getting through list alone. But Gregor can help if he is around. Around...all the time, yes? Always by your side?
 * Lissa: Er...
 * Gregor: That way is more efficient! Otherwise, you are never finishing list.
 * Lissa: But won't it be super boring if you follow me around everywhere?
 * Gregor: No! Is greatest honor and pleasure. In fact, Gregor is thinking long about this. Is why Gregor buying you very large ring.
 * Lissa: Goodness! That really is a large ring!
 * Gregor: If Gregor is husband, he can be helping Lissa with fears more easily.
 * Lissa: Hey, yeah! But you'd have to promise to deal with the big bugs, all right? ...Oh, and any lemons we encounter? I mean that literally and figuratively!
 * Gregor: Gregor makes solemn oath.
 * Lissa: Then I accept! ...I gotta tell you. I was not looking forward to working through that list alone!
 * Gregor: Today, Gregor is luckiest man in world!
 * Lissa: Oh, Gregor. I'm so happy! This all feels like a dream!
 * Gregor: Gregor, too. Maybe more happy than Lissa, even! So! We start with a's on list, yes? Wait... Lissa is afraid of ant?!

C Support

 * Sully: Hey, Gregor.
 * Gregor: Is sad times when youngsters address elders without proper title! Sully should be calling Gregor "sir"! He is old, yes? Is only polite.
 * Sully: Whatever. Listen, I hear you have a fighting style that's fearsomely effective. That true?
 * Gregor: Many brave men will testify to Gregor's skill with blade. Is too bad all are being dead! Ho ho ho! Oh, Gregor love that joke.
 * Sully: Great. Then what say you and I have a duel?
 * Gregor: Mmm... What you pay Gregor?
 * Sully: You want to be paid for fencing practice? We're allies, you old coot. You should be helping me for free!
 * Gregor: Gregor is sellsword who swings swell sword! Dinner must get on table somehow, no?
 * Sully: I'll put you on the table, old man! ...... Never mind. Fine. But if I pay you, I get to set some conditions.
 * Gregor: Conditions?
 * Sully: You say you're a top fighter, but how do I really know that? You might curl into a ball at the first sign of trouble, and then I'm out good coin! So here's the deal: I only pay if you manage to teach me something new.
 * Gregor: Beautiful lady is driving for hard bargain. She is craving coin-back guarantee! But Gregor accepts, so long as he sets condition of his own... Loser must obey one request from winner! Even if humiliating! We have deal, yes? Or are you like the cat who is scared?
 * Sully: Deal. I'm tired of men like you underestimating women like me!
 * Gregor: Oy, but you are wrong... Gregor underestimate no one. Especially not muscle-bound lady with great chip on shoulder.
 * Sully: Then this should be interesting.

B Support

 * Sully: Hello, Gregor.
 * Gregor: ......
 * Sully: Oh, for the love of... Hello, "Sir Gregor."
 * Gregor: Oh, hello, Sully. Gregor not seeing you there.
 * Sully: I want another duel with you. A serious one. No holds barred! I've been training hard since our last skirmish, and I think I'm ready.
 * Gregor: Training hard? Is sounding like bad news for Gregor!
 * Sully: We spent so much time arguing over terms the other day that I lost the damn fight. The you were supposed to come up with a humiliating punishment, but you didn't. Just making me call you "sir" isn't enough motivation. I need more! So come on! Get off your butt and duel me for your very honor!
 * Gregor: Oy, we are having place to ourselves, yes? Why speak of fighting and honor? Gregor thinks this is good time to whisper sweet nothings into ears. But, if talking with swords is better, okay. Kiss of steel is also sweet sound to Gregor. But when you lose, Gregor make you do very, very, very humiliating something.
 * Sully: Let's go!

A Support

 * Sully: Gregor.
 * Gregor: Oy, Sullykins.
 * Sully: Stop calling me that.
 * Gregor: Ho ho! You no like name Sullykins? But name suits you. Very ladylike.
 * Sully: There's nothing ladylike about it, you flea-ridden old goat!
 * Gregor: You wound Gregor. When comrades fight together, they give pet names, yes? Is sign of friendship and respect, yes? "Hail, Sullykins, brave and faithful ally!" Come, Gregor and Sullykins are friends. No need to make with the blushings.
 * Sully: I'm not...blushing.
 * Gregor: But newfangled name is not only reason Sullykins is embarrassed! You know real reason, yes? Sully secretly in love with Gregor!
 * Sully: You say that again, and I'll shove my sword so—
 * Gregor: Ho ho ho! Gregor likes woman with steam-filled head! Maybe he teases you more.
 * Sully: And maybe I'll turn you into a doormat!
 * Gregor: Oy, Sullykins. You draw your sword and challenge Gregor to do battle?
 * Sully: You have insulted me and my honor for the last damn time!
 * Gregor: And if Sully loses? Then what?
 * Sully: Then that life and honor are yours to do with as you will.
 * Gregor: Gregor accepts terms from Sullykins! Is ready when she is...

S Support

 * Sully: Gregor? I wanted to ask you something about our duel last week.
 * Gregor: If you want to dispute results, Gregor have nothing to say.
 * Sully: No. I accept that you're better. ...For now, at least. But I can't accept the punishment you gave me for losing. I lost the duel fair and true, yet you refuse to claim the damn prize. Now name your terms so we can be done with this and I can sleep at night!
 * Gregor: Gregor is no longer interested in competition with woman like you.
 * Sully: What the hell does that mean?!
 * Gregor: Gregor fights with you many times. Gregor wins many times. Is enough.
 * Sully: I already admitted you won! So if you're gonna refuse just because I'm a woman—
 * Gregor: Is not because you are woman. Is because you are Sully.
 * Sully: Oh, so now what does THAT mean?!
 * Gregor: Gregor cannot fight woman who he is loving so madly. So instead of beating you with sword, he buys you lovely gift instead.
 * Sully: ...Is that a ring?
 * Gregor: Gregor is wanting to marry you, yes?
 * Sully: I don't understand. ...Why me?
 * Gregor: Because you are fine woman. Strong and brave and proud! Gregor is long time admiring Sullykins from afar.
 * Sully: ......
 * Gregor: Gregor knows he is old man with many scars and fattened belly. So is okay if you say no. But do not be saying so because of duels! That, Gregor's poor heart could not take.
 * Sully: I wouldn't say no because of that. ...And actually, I wouldn't say no at all.
 * Gregor: Wait... Gregor is confused. Is meaning Sully says yes?
 * Sully: I've learned a lot from you, Gregor. About fencing and swordsmanship, sure. But also honor and respect. I think we could make a pretty damn fine team if we married.
 * Gregor: Oh, words of joyfulness! Gregor will do his happy dance!

C Support

 * Gregor: Miriel! You want to sit down with Gregor? Enjoy tasty cup of elderberry tea?
 * Miriel: I am curious as to why you are constantly inviting females to consume tea.
 * Gregor: Gregor is a man, yes? He enjoys company of lovely maidens! What more is to tell?
 * Miriel: Would you say women possess some attractive force which draws you to them?
 * Gregor: Oy, yes. Miriel is very attractive! That is why Gregor offers tea.
 * Miriel: That's not what I meant, but I suppose it's the best I'll get from a layperson. So then, what aspects make a woman attractive? Can you define them? I would very much like to quantify this phenomenon if at all possible.
 * Gregor: You are using many large words. Gregor is...very confused.
 * Miriel: It's simple: there must be rules governing attractive force and how it operates. If you are able to define the parameters, it should be possible to re-create them.
 * Gregor: But every man is liking different thing, yes? Gregor speak for no one but Gregor.
 * Miriel: Ah. So you claim it is impossible to arrive at a universal definition of attraction? But that would imply that there are contradictions in human nature.
 * Gregor: Gregor is surprised brain does not ooze out of Miriel's ears.
 * Miriel: Such a thing is highly improbable. At any rate, my life is devoted to meticulous research and rigorous scientific study.
 * Gregor: Is sounding like a barrel of monkey laughs.
 * Miriel: Now, I believe you were offering me tea? Elderberry was it?
 * Gregor: A-actually, Gregor suddenly busy! Urgent chore at...somewhere else!
 * Miriel: Ah. Well, next time, perhaps.

B Support

 * Gregor: Hmm... Interesting. Gregor never thinks of that...
 * Miriel: ......
 * Gregor: Ho ho! That makes you think.
 * Miriel: Am I no longer interesting to you? As a female companion, I mean?
 * Gregor: Porridge and pierogi! Why are you sneaking up on Gregor?!
 * Miriel: The other day, you told me that a man such as yourself is drawn to attractive women. I was conducting an experiment to ascertain the existence of consistent rules. However, if I no longer possess such quality, then the control group is flawed.
 * Gregor: Gregor still thinks Miriel have lure like deadly siren! But, today, Gregor is being engrossed in very fascinating book. Gregor is embarrassed. Ignoring presence of beautiful woman is very shameful.
 * Miriel: And what is this folio that was able to engage your attention so thoroughly?
 * Gregor: Gregor finds it lying on ground at edge of camp. Is very, very fascinating. Gregor is not knowing of these rules and laws governing natural phenomenon. But this book makes it fascinating subject. Time flies by for Gregor!
 * Miriel: Ah. I have been looking for that book, actually. It belongs to me. My late mother wrote it.
 * Gregor: Oy! Ten thousand apologies to you from the tongue of Gregor, dear lady! Gregor did not intend to steal precious book from dead mother.
 * Miriel: Quite all right. You couldn't have known.
 * Gregor: No, is big problem! Gregor scribble many notes in margins of pages...
 * Miriel: My mother would be pleased that you found her work so fascinating. And as for me, I'm just grateful that you found it. I thought it lost forever.

A Support

 * Miriel: Er, Gregor? May I have a word? Do you recall writing notes in the margin of the treatise my mother wrote?
 * Gregor: You are upset because Gregor scribble nonsense things in book, yes?
 * Miriel: No, not at all. It's just that some of your comments were most...curious. I was hoping you might have time to edify me on a couple of them. As a simple matter of scientific discourse only. Peer to peer, as it were.
 * Gregor: Er, Gregor is confused. Did his comments not make sense?
 * Miriel: Perhaps in this situation a concrete example wold be helpful. See, here you deleted the phrase "that which helps establish the theory"... and replaced it with a single word: "experience."
 * Gregor: Oh, yes. Gregor remembers that. Er, Miriel is not liking this edit?
 * Miriel: No, on the contrary. I've been pondering this passage for some time in the belief it could be improved. But you have struck upon the missing link and dramatically improved the work, entire. I did not suspect you were in possession of such scholastic ability.
 * Gregor: Oh ho! Is true. Gregor never go to class. Gregor is graduate from school of life!
 * Miriel: I am unfamiliar with this institution. Are they accredited?
 * Gregor: You want to know secret of life study? ...Do nothing. Is exactly what Gregor does.
 * Miriel: I'm afraid I do not properly understand...
 * Gregor: Gregor does nothing special. Gregor learns by watching life. Knowledge is natural. Like bird learning to fly or cat coughing up ball of fur.
 * Miriel: How utterly fascinating...
 * Gregor: Most people run like chicken with no head. Always thinking of next urgent task. But if you go slow and watch everything, you can be smart like Gregor!
 * Miriel: Well, then. Food for thought. Thank you very much, Gregor.
 * Gregor: Come back anytime! Gregor always ready to share knowledge with peers!

S Support

 * Gregor: Ah, Miriel. You have nose stuck in book again?
 * Miriel: I've been thinking a great deal about our discussion the other day. I find it difficult to approbate the idea that one can learn without active study. Examining phenomena, research, postulating proofs— surely these things matter!
 * Gregor: Gregor not saying boos and sciencey things not important...Gregor just thinking there are other ways of learning, yes?
 * Miriel: No, I'm sorry. The idea just seems wholly without merit.
 * Gregor: Hmm. Okay, Gregor make example. How is scientist defining love?
 * Miriel: Love?
 * Gregor: Yes, you know? When two people are liking each other and want to make with the—
 * Miriel: I am aware of the concept, Gregor, thank you. And as to your query, I would start by confirming observable behavior. For example, the culturally determined rituals in which persons in love engage.
 * Gregor: Like the holding of hands, yes? Or the making of adorable kissing faces? ...Or the giving of presents? Like this?
 * Miriel: ...Ah, a ring. Yes, this is a concrete example of the ritual to which I just referred. The male of the species presents this as an indication of his desire to marry. This would indeed constitute evidence of the existence of love.
 * Gregor: Tell Gregor: can scientist Miriel explain what she is feeling right now?
 * Miriel: Well, I have an elevated pulse, sweaty hands, and a nervous energy about me. I cannot, however, explain the reason for these sudden...thrilling phenomena. Tsk! This will not do! I must remain dispassionate and analyze the facts.
 * Gregor: You see? This is being exactly Gregor's point. You do not allow experience to teach you. Everything analyzed like math problem. You must be silencing giant brain and listening to heart instead, yes? Man new experiences and discoveries is coming from heart!
 * Miriel: I have never considered such a plan. But perhaps if I follow your advice, I will find a new world waiting to be discovered.
 * Gregor: Listen to Gregor. Human heart is too wonderful to be understanding by stuffy theory. You must crawl inside and live there like small burrowing land mammal. Take Gregor's hand. Gregor can show how. We go on wonderful journey, together!
 * Miriel: Is this possible? Dare I throw aside logic and embrace the wiles of emotion? Very well, Gregor. I will accompany you on this journey of the heart!
 * Gregor: Ha ha! ...Gregor assume that mean yes?

C Support

 * Lon'qu: ......
 * Gregor: Oy, Lon'qu. Why are you having furrowed brow and narrow eyes? Gregor is ally and friend, not foe.
 * Lon'qu: I know all about you, Gregor. Basilio told me. He says you are the only sellsword to ever match him in single combat.
 * Gregor: Oy, that is from distant past. Gregor barely remembers those times.
 * Lon'qu: I have also heard that you were once a candidate to become khan of Regna Ferox.
 * Gregor: Ho ho! You send Gregor on trip to memory street. He was forgetting about that!
 * Lon'qu: So, stories are true? In that case, I challenge you to a duel!
 * Gregor: Do not wave sword in Gregor's face. Edge is seeming very sharp.
 * Lon'qu: I wish to fight using real weapons. A true duel for true stakes!
 * Gregor: You forget Gregor is sellsword and professional. Gregor is not unsheathing sword unless someone is paying him much gold.
 * Lon'qu: Craven... Have you no pride? Or do you fear the wrath of Lon'qu?
 * Gregor: Gregor is fearing no man. But he also does not fight without clink of coin. Besides, you waste your time, yes? A fight with me will not make you strong.
 * Lon'qu: ....
 * Gregor: Enough. Gregor and Lon'qu are comrade-in-arms, yes? No more talk of fighting. *Gregor leaves*
 * Lon'qu: Damn him...

B Support

 * Lon'qu: Here, Gregor. Catch.
 * Gregor: Oh? Is little bag of coins. You give Gregor pocket money?
 * Lon'qu: You said a sellsword never fights unless it's for money, right? Well, there's your money. Now I order you to fight me for true.
 * Gregor: Oy, you know how to persuade Gregor. Jingly coins is like music in his ears. But please, tell Gregor why you are wanting to fight him so badly. You are thinking is first stage in defeating Basilio, yes?
 * Lon'qu: When I paid your fee, I don't remember asking you to prattle on like a hen.
 * Gregor: Oy, this one is being a strict paymaster. Okay, we fight. But first, conditions! We are being comrades in same army, so no fighting "until death." "Until death" makes many people very sad. Especially ladies.
 * Lon'qu: We will stop when one os us yields or overwhelming victory is assured.
 * Gregor: Agreed. Now, when we are beginning?
 * Lon'qu: No time like the present...
 * Gregor: Ho! ...Okay. Gregor win.
 * Lon'qu: What?
 * Gregor: Oh? You do not notice? Look at chest. See? Gregor's sword is already poised to thrust.
 * Lon'qu: H-how did you—
 * Gregor: Ah, yes. Gregor sees chink in armor. Here, at throat.
 * Lon'qu: Mngh!
 * Gregor: Don't move. If sneezing even tiny bit, sword goes into neck. Very messy. This counts as "overwhelming victory assurance," yes?
 * Lon'qu: Damn you... You only won through trickery!
 * Gregor: Is no trick. Is speed! Is also why Basilio so much stronger than Lon'qu.
 * Lon'qu: Curse you...
 * Gregor: Lon'qu is young fool now, but Gregor sees much potential. You will learn.

A Support

 * Lon'qu: Gregor...
 * Gregor: Lon'qu wants another duel, yes?
 * Lon'qu: No. I came to apologize. I concede that you beat me fairly in our duel. You are right. I am both young and a fool. I need more battle experience. It's the only way I will gain the wisdom required to anticipate your sly moves.
 * Gregor: Ho ho! Of course, and knowing is half of battle! You are needing those things, yes? But you also are needing to learn how to handle sword.
 * Lon'qu: Are you implying—
 * Gregor: Do not make Gregor repeat self. You need spend time with Gregor so he can be teaching sword skills.
 * Lon'qu: I thought sellswords only fight for money.
 * Gregor: Gregor say that once. But in recent days, he is starting to change thinking. Gregor is feeling loyalty to Shepherds, and wants to helping in all ways.
 * Lon'qu: Then I demand you teach me everything you know!
 * Gregor: You have angry passion of young man. But Gregor is liking that! You remind him of young Gregor when he was being very hotheaded! Let us make with the training, then. Gregor whip you into shape!

C Support

 * Maribelle: Hold, you overgrown lummox! I would have a word with you.
 * Gregor: Creasing the forehead and squinting eyes is wasting such beautiful face.
 * Maribelle: Beautiful? Why, goodness me... Argh! Do not try to change the subject, you silver-tongued weasel! I've a most serious matter to discuss with you.
 * Gregor: Gregor is listening.
 * Maribelle: You took a loaf of bread from the pantry again, didn't you?
 * Gregor: Yes. Food portions Gregor receives is not enough to maintain mighty physique. If Gregor is fainting from hunger, Shepherd ladies will be plunging into despair, no?
 * Maribelle: Good heavens, but you are a self-deluded nitwit.
 * Gregor: Is true! Is happening all the time.
 * Maribelle: Are all lowborn sellswords truly this inane, or is it just you?
 * Gregor: Eh? Gregor is not catching that last part. You must say again.
 * Maribelle: Listen to me, fool. the Shepherds have strict rules about such things. Food is rationed for a reason. You can't just go willy-nilly breaking... Sir! *ahem* ...Are you even listening to me?!
 * Gregor: Of course! Gregor is hearing pretty lady! Do not be rule breaking near Willy, yes?
 * Maribelle: A lack of discipline leads to disorder, and disorder leads to wickedness. Innocuous though they may seem, your acts could cause the ruin of our whole army.
 * Gregor: But Gregor is only taking tiny loaf of bread...
 * Maribelle: You think I'm exaggerating, don't you? One small crack is all it takes to bring down the dam that holds back chaos.
 * Gregor: Gregor is thinking Maribelle is carried away with this vivid imaginings.
 * Maribelle: I am a woman of fair mind and breeding. I believe in what is right and proper. And I will not abide rogues who flaunt the rules that make us strong.
 * Gregor: Enough! Gregor is making many apologies for bread, yes? From now on Gregor obey all rules and be model of good behavior.
 * Maribelle: Then we have nothing further to discuss. I bid you good day.
 * (Maribelle leaves)
 * Gregor: She is pretty like rose, but her tongue is sharp like thorn...

B Support

 * Maribelle: Gregor! Just what do you think you were doing in that last battle?
 * Gregor: Gregor was making with the killing. Why? Is problem with that, too?
 * Maribelle: You charged ahead without waiting for your allies.
 * Gregor: But we are achieving great victory, yes? So all is being well if ends okay.
 * Maribelle: If everyone thought the same, where would this army be? Discipline would collapse, and we'd be nothing but a disorganized mob.
 * Gregor: But Gregor did charging ahead for sake of noble Maribelle.
 * Maribelle: Er, you did?
 * Gregor: Gregor spies foes hidden in thicket, yes? They wait to ambush most beautiful fighter. So Gregor gallantly leaps into fray to be defending the Lady Maribelle.
 * Maribelle: Well, that...certainly goes a along way towards explaining your actions. When you saw me exposed to mortal threat, you had no choice but to hurl yourself—
 * Gregor: Oh no! Gregor is doing the same for any pretty girl. Not just Maribelle.
 * Maribelle: Ah. *ahem* Y-yes, of course. I knew that. In any case, I forgive you. However, we still have rules, and they must not be broken for any reason.
 * (Maribelle leaves)
 * Gregor: Gregor is understanding! ...Actually, no. Gregor is very much confused.

A Support

 * Gregor: Oy, Maribelle? Helloooooo? Where are you?
 * Maribelle: *Sigh* Oh, Gregor...
 * Gregor: What is matter with Maribelle? Is like heavy weight being placed on shoulders.
 * Maribelle: And tell me, how do I normally look?
 * Gregor: Beautiful, like flower in sunshine. So beautiful that gods weep from jealousy and despair!
 * Maribelle: Oh...
 * Gregor: What is wrong, Maribelle? You tell Gregor.
 * Maribelle: I'm upset about the last battle, all right. You had to come to my rescue. Again!
 * Gregor: Ah, yes. Gregor is most gallant, no?
 * Maribelle: This simply will not do!
 * Gregor: No?
 * Maribelle: Even if I wanted to be rescued by you, which, to be honest, was the case—
 * Gregor: Oh ho!
 * Maribelle: I cannot allow myself to rely on someone who continuously breaks our army's rules. It must not and will not happen henceforth!
 * Gregor: Er, yes. About that. Gregor is sorry he is stealing many pies from kitchen. ...And that he takes lock of Chrom's hair to sell to local gossip leaflet.
 * Maribelle: *Sigh*
 * Gregor: Do not sigh! Gregor is actually much better than before, yes? Is because Maribelle is scolding Gregor so much that he tries harder to follow rules. Is making Gregor better soldier and allows him to be helping comrades, no? He is just not perfect yet. These things, they take time.
 * Maribelle: So it's thanks to my efforts that you're able to lend me aid?
 * Gregor: Yes, you are understanding Gregor!
 * Maribelle: Well, I suppose that makes sense. All right, then. I'll continue to allow you to aid me on the battlefield. And you will continue to work on obeying the rules. Are we agreed?
 * Gregor: Muchly in the agreeing!

S Support

 * Gregor: Hmmm...
 * Maribelle: Oh, gracious me! It's a miracle!
 * Gregor: What is miracle?
 * Maribelle: You are! Lest I'm mistaken, you appear to be thinking! And intently at that. What terrible aberration of nature has allowed for such a freak phenomenon?
 * Gregor: Is true. Gregor is having very serious thoughts. Before world sees ending, Gregor wants to give this present to Maribelle.
 * Maribelle: What in the world is it... A ring?
 * Gregor: Gregor is wanting to marry Maribelle. Today, Gregor makes solemn promise: Maribelle will not regret a life with Gregor!
 * Maribelle: ...Is this another one of your frivolous impulses?
 * Gregor: Gregor is never more serious in whole life.
 * Maribelle: Well, you obviously went through a lot of trouble to procure such an... *ahem* ornate ring.
 * Gregor: You like ring, yes?
 * Maribelle: ...I think it's dreadful.
 * Gregor: Oy...
 * Maribelle: However, I am delighted by your proposal! It would be my great honor—and yours! Perhaps if we marry I will be able to teach you about good taste... As well as how to follow the rules!
 * Gregor: First rule Gregor must follow: he must do happy dance with new bride-to-be!

C Support

 * Panne: *Gasp* Wh-what's happening to the sun? Everything is growing dark!
 * Gregor: Oy?
 * Panne: Whaaa...aaa... No! Ancestors help me...
 * Gregor: What is being wrong? Panne is shaking like dry leaf in wind.
 * Panne: D-darkness...consuming all...
 * Gregor: Is just eclipse! Sun is only hiding behind moon for small time. Is coming back, Gregor swears. Do not make with the worrying.
 * Panne: T-truly?
 * Gregor: Panne has never heard of eclipse?
 * Panne: I've been hiding for most of my life. There is much I do not know.
 * Gregor: Oy, you must have been poor and lonely girl, yes?
 * Panne: Do not offer me pity. I will not accept it.
 * Gregor: You are funny woman, saying so to Gregor while cuddling in his strong arms!
 * Panne: Cuddling...? In your arms...? Aaargh! When did you grab me, man-spawn?! I should eat your heart for this insult!
 * Gregor: Please, do not be doing this! Gregor is needing his heart! And it was you who jumping into Gregor's arms like frightened rabbit, yes?
 * Panne: Er, yes, well, it must have been...this "eclipse."
 * (Panne leaves)
 * Gregor: Is no problem! Gregor always in mood for friendly cuddle.

B Support

 * Gregor: Hello, Panne.
 * Panne: ......
 * (Panne leaves)
 * Gregor: Oy, Panne! Is only Gregor!
 * (Panne returns)
 * Panne: Yes? What is it, then? Have your say and leave.
 * Gregor: Why so cold to good friend Gregor?
 * Panne: None of your business.
 * Gregor: Aaah, Gregor is knowing why! Panne is ashamed, yes?
 * Panne: Wh-why would I be ashamed? I simply do not wish to see you.
 * Gregor: So now you hate Gregor with passion of maniac? All right. Gregor knows when he is being unwanted like trash.
 * (Gregor leaves)
 * Panne: No! ...Er, don't go.
 * (Gregor returns)
 * Gregor: Yeees?
 * Panne: I don't hate you. And I want to... To thank you for helping me.
 * Gregor: Ah, you see! Now we are having conversation like grown adult. Maybe you will let Gregor pet fuzzy ears then, yes?
 * Panne: Are you making fun of me?
 * Gregor: Ho ho! Gregor is thinking you have many commitment issues. Is lucky thing he is expert in such matters.
 * Panne: I have no idea what you're blathering about.
 * Gregor: Gregor saw you trembling like little bunny when eclipse came, yes? So Gregor thinks, "Little bunny is needing much care and protection!" Panne spent much time hiding from man, yes? She knows little of us. So then, she must open heart to Gregor! Let him be guide to world of mankind.
 * Panne: Hah. I think I would be more comfortable back in hiding...

A Support

 * Panne: Gregor, just what were you doing in that last battle?
 * Gregor: Is Gregor's sworn duty to protect you. What else can Gregor be doing? You are Gregor's devoted pupil. Gregor is masterful and wise teacher. Gregor cannot stand in idleness while noble pupil is skewered into rabbit meats.
 * Panne: So you thought to throw yourself in front of an onrushing cavalry? You're lucky you're still alive.
 * Gregor: You have worry for master Gregor, yes? You are noticing his wound of gapingness?
 * Panne: Master Gregor can stick his head in a dragon's maw for all I care.
 * Gregor: Argh! Gregor's wound! The stitches, they tear open!
 * Panne: What? Where? Are you bleeding? Quickly, let me see! ...Hm? No, everything looks fine. Bandages in place and—
 * Gregor: Oh ho ho ho! Gregor makes jape!
 * Panne: Do that again and I'll give you more real wounds to worry about!
 * Gregor: Yes, yes! Is perfect! Now do again with more anger.
 * Panne: ...What?
 * Gregor: Panne must learn to express feeling more. Is first step to intimacy. Holding anger inside and never learning to forgive? Very bad. Is reason why Panne has few friends.
 * Panne: ...I have no idea what you are talking about.
 * Gregor: Is, how to say, baby steps, yes? You will learn like good bunny. Until then, Gregor protect you.
 * Panne: ......

S Support

 * Gregor: Panne! Hellooo? ...Where is favorite pupil?
 * Panne: *Pant, pant*
 * Gregor: Ah-ha! Gregor finds you.
 * Panne: How did you—
 * Gregor: Why does Panne hide from Gregor? Do you hate him so?
 * Panne: You act like a reckless fool when you're near me. I don't want to see you hurt.
 * Gregor: Ho ho! You worry about old man too much. Gregor knows well how to protect self.
 * Panne: I don't need you hovering around trying to defend me all the time.
 * Gregor: But is not about what you need. Is about what Gregor need. If Gregor gives you one good reason, will you let him protect you?
 * Panne: Well, it had better be very good.
 * Gregor: Gregor is wanting to marry you.
 * Panne: Are you... ...Is this another of your japes?
 * Gregor: Gregor never jokes about love! ...Well, not this time. Here, see?
 * Panne: A ring?
 * Gregor: You know what ring means for human, yes? Now you know, is no joke. Is love.
 * Panne: Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!
 * Gregor: Oy! Why you make with the screaming and the crying and the noises?!
 * Panne: I am releasing pain and anger from my heart. It is what you told me to do if I was to make friends with anyone.
 * Gregor: Ah, yes. Gregor is remembering now. So, what is result? How does Panne feel?
 * Panne: I am not sure... I am feeling many strange things. Joy? Contentment? Even...hope? I have not felt this way in so long a time.
 * Gregor: Gregor is delighted! His heart is swelling to burstiness!
 * Panne: But you don't get to protect me all the time. Understand? We're going to protect each other.
 * Gregor: Very good! Now you come, little bunny! Jump into Gregor's arms!

C Support

 * Cordelia: *Sigh* Oh, how can I ever make him love me?
 * Gregor: The sound of lovelorn sigh sends shivers down spine of Gregor!
 * Cordelia: Eek! G-Gregor? What are you doing lurking in the shadows?
 * Gregor: To be prepared is big part of battle. Is true in war. And love! If we were love-fighting, this first skirmish go to Gregor.
 * Cordelia: A brazen statement for one you have barely even met! And what does sneaking up on people have to do with love?
 * Gregor: Is good that Cordelia want to learn! Gregor will enlighten. On battlefield of love, to be adored is to have high ground. Surprise attack can lay groundwork for great success.
 * Cordelia: Aren't you taking this "love as war" metaphor a little far?
 * Gregor: Surprise attack leaves heart's fortress unmanned, yes? Then gates can be knocked over with battering ram of charm! Heart is then defenseless for final assault.
 * Cordelia: ...I see. You've clearly given this a great deal of thought.
 * Gregor: Gregor more clever then he looks. Now you can also be victor in love!
 * Cordelia: Yes, sir!
 * (Cordelia leaves)
 * Gregor: Hmm... Gregor hope he not just bite off more than he can be chewing...

B Support

 * Cordelia: Gregor? Hello? Are you there, Gregor?
 * Gregor: Oy, why you having long face like horsey just died? Did surprise assault on fortress of love meet with horrible failure?
 * Cordelia: H-how did you know?
 * Gregor: Gregor is already telling you! He is very wise in matters of love.
 * Cordelia: So what am I doing wrong?
 * Gregor: To make other person love you is easier saying than doing, yes?
 * Cordelia: Especially if you're a boring stick-in-the-mud like me...
 * Gregor: No, no, love is coming to everyone, sooner or later. Just need practice, yes?
 * Cordelia: Yeah, and I apparently need a lot of practice. I tried the surprise attack you talked about earlier, and he just got mad. I probably shouldn't have leapt out of the bushes in a Risen mask...
 * Gregor: Is not concern! Even best plan is failing if pieces on board are wrong type, no?
 * Cordelia: Oh, I forget it. I'm going to go curl up with a pint of figgy pudding...
 * Gregor: Never surrender! Cordelia can win battle! This is Gregor's guarantee. You are beautiful and charming, yes? Maybe attack was overwhelming. Is like sending armored knight to smoosh fly buzzing in kitchen. Instead of smooshy fly, you are getting only pile of broken crockery.
 * Cordelia: Oh, this is all so confusing. You have to help me! Please!
 * Gregor: Ho ho! Gregor shows how to navigate stormy seas of love to safe harbor.
 * Cordelia: Thank you, Gregor. I don't know what I'd do without you.

A Support

 * Gregor: There! Gregor outdo himself, no? Cordelia is looking like perfection!
 * Cordelia: Er, look, Gregor. I appreciate all your help with this. I really do... I mean, who even knew you could sew or apply makeup? But, Um, I'm not real sure any of this is going to strike at the real problem...
 * Gregor: Eh?
 * Cordelia: Shouldn't we have just found out more about the man and what he likes?
 * Gregor: No, is crazy talk! You are like tulip bulb in flower patch, yes? Tulip is only needing water and manure to grow into lovely flower. Tulip does not ask gardener what color she should be, yes? Tulip just grows!
 * Cordelia: I'm really starting to lose my grip on your analogies, Gregor.
 * Gregor: Gregor knows his way can be very confusing sometimes. But Cordelia have passion and beauty! He knows she can succeed.
 * Cordelia: ...Wow. You're quite skilled at pep talks, I'll grant you that. Just be careful you don't get my head too big, or I might just float off!
 * Gregor: Woman so charming as you should for sure have huge swollen head! Gregor says you are perfection, and he never wrong about such things. Now go claim victory, yes? Do this for Gregor.
 * Cordelia: Y-yes, sir! I won't let you down.
 * (Cordelia leaves)
 * Gregor: Ah, Gregor... You have let fair woman take your heart while you not looking. ...... *Sigh* Ah, well. Gregor must soldier on...

S Support

 * Cordelia: Oh, Gregor!
 * Gregor: Cordelia! You must tell Gregor: how did his soldier do on love's battlefield?
 * Cordelia: A-actually, there's nothing to report. I haven't done anything yet.
 * Gregor: Did Gregor not give you enormous confidence boost?
 * Cordelia: *Sigh* I know. You've done everything you can, and now it's up to me.
 * Gregor: That is spirit!
 * Cordelia: Well, anyway. Here goes nothing...
 * Gregor: I am wishing much luck to you!
 * Cordelia: Thank you. Now... Erm... *Cough* I... think I've fallen in love with you...
 * Gregor: Ho ho! Is very good! Is exactly how you do it! Not even Gregor can resist charm!
 * Cordelia: I was hoping we might see more of each other...and perhaps even get married?
 * Gregor: Oy! Is so cruel to practice this on Gregor! Cordelia must save proposal for real deal!
 * Cordelia: I have been. That was it.
 * Gregor: ...... ...Oy. THIS is real deal? You propose to Gregor?!
 * Cordelia: I propose to Gregor.
 * Gregor: Then man you chase like lovesick puppy all this time was Gregor?
 * Cordelia: Not at first, no. But the more time I spent with you, the more I knew I'd been wrong.
 * Gregor: Gregor is confused, yes? All this...very not expected.
 * Cordelia: You think I'm charming, right?
 * Gregor: Like newborn baby napping in litter of tiny kittens!
 * Cordelia: And you think I'm pretty, right?
 * Gregor: Like sun over field of flowers on a cloudy-less spring day!
 * Cordelia: And you like me, right?
 * Gregor: Oh yes. Gregor likes Cordelia very much.
 * Cordelia: Then I think you have your answer.
 * Gregor: Yes, is right! Gregor and Cordelia should make with the hitching!
 * Cordelia: Oh, good! Then I think you owe me a ring.
 * Gregor: Gregor have old sock of coins under bed. He buys Cordelia finest ring in land!
 * Cordelia: Then Cordelia and Gregor become so very much happy, yes? Hee hee.

C Support

 * Nowi: Heya, gramps!
 * Gregor: "Gramps"? What is this "gramps"? If Gregor is "gramps," then little girl is great-great-great-great-granny.
 * Nowi: So you know how old I am, huh? Weird. Most people can't stop talking about how young I look.
 * Gregor: Is just, how you say, flatulence? No, wait. ...Flippery? ...Flatness? ...Gregor does not remember. Is that word when people say lies to make other person feel better.
 * Nowi: No idea what you're talking about. Anyway, I have something to ask you.
 * Gregor: If you want borrow money, answer is no. Gregor is poor like beggar.
 * Nowi: Yes, I know that. That's why I want to give you something.
 * Gregor: You give Gregor shiny gold coin?
 * Nowi: No, Chrom doesn't let me have money. I always end up losing it.
 * Gregor: Agreed. Gregor too is sooner trusting senile squirrel with life savings!
 * Nowi: Hey, for your information, I happen to be quite smart! I just don't care about money, is all. Us manaketes don't use it much.
 * Gregor: Ah, is very good! Money is root of evil. So then, what you give Gregor?
 * Nowi: I knitted you a big, wooly sweater! See? It's got shoulder pads built in!
 * Gregor: ...Now this looks like "gramps" clothing. Also, Gregor is no good in sweater. Is too hot, yes?
 * Nowi: Yeah, but this one is really light. It really breathes! I lined it with manakete scales.
 * Gregor: Scales of manakete? Gregor is stunned. How are you finding such priceless artifacts?
 * Nowi: See? I thought you'd be impressed. I just had some lying around, so don't worry about it.
 * Gregor: Then Gregor accepts wonderful gift with much gratitude!
 * Nowi: Hee hee! Glad you like it.

B Support

 * Gregor: Nowi, you have time, yes? We can speak?
 * Nowi: What's up, Gregs?
 * Gregor: Gregor's name is Gregor! ...But at least you are not calling him gramps.
 * Nowi: All right, so? What is it?
 * Gregor: You remember sweater you give to Gregor? Is very fine sweater. Best ever! Is helping to deflect dangerous blows in last battle. Gives Gregor peace of mind.
 * Nowi: Oh, goody! I'm glad you like it.
 * Gregor: Gregor is...not exactly say he is liking it.
 * Nowi: No? I kind of think you were.
 * Gregor: When Nowi makes sweater, how many scales is she using?
 * Nowi: Oh, I don't know. A few?
 * Gregor: Gregor not knowing this "few." Meaning is more than two, yes?
 * Nowi: Um, yeah. Definitely more than two.
 * Gregor: Now Gregor knows where you get scales. They come from Nowi's own body. But this must be hurting terribly, yes? And missing scales means no armor for you. Gregor grateful you make sacrifice for him, but is very foolhardy!
 * Nowi: But I just wanted to—
 * Gregor: Since you lose armor, we make new rule: you stay close to Gregor in battles.
 * Nowi: I think I can handle that!

A Support

 * Gregor: Nowi, in past days, you and Gregor are fighting many times side by side.
 * Nowi: I know, it's so fun! I'm doing my very best to protect you.
 * Gregor: No, is backward! Gregor protecting you! ...Ah, but never minding now. When allies fight together, bonds grow strong and become more powerful, yes? So Gregor thinks we should train together, becoming unbeatable force!
 * Nowi: What? Now? 'Cause see, I kinda promised to eat with Chrom and some friends. And I thought maybe you might want to come along? Pleeease?
 * Gregor: First we do training, then maybe we can do the visiting friends. You know saying? "Youth must work like dog to make future better!"
 * Nowi: ...Actually, I've never heard that one. Besides, I'm hardly a youth. You know that.
 * Gregor: Ah, yes. Gregor is sometimes forgetting you are old crone. Okay then, meddling Gregor will leave Nowi alone to her fun...
 * Nowi: Gregor, wait! Don't be upset.
 * Gregor: No! Gregor is old fool who is only thinking about self. Gregor tries to help you be stronger, but already you are smarter than Gregor.
 * Nowi: Oh, Gregor... You know, now that I think about it, I do want that special training!
 * Gregor: Oy, this is worse! You agree just to make old man not be feeling like sad sack!
 * Nowi: No! Look, you spend all this time worrying about me, so I should listen to your advice. I'm really grateful for the offer, okay? Honest! So let's train together.
 * Gregor: ...Nowi not pitying Gregor, yes? You swear on mother's grave?
 * Nowi: Really, I can't wait to train! It's such a great idea!
 * Gregor: Well, if you are insisting!

S Support

 * Gregor: Bond-building training is complete! Now we are like unbeatable team!
 * Nowi: So now we can relax and have some fun, right?
 * Gregor: Ah. You are remembering that?
 * Nowi: Don't tell me you're going to back out! You promised!
 * Gregor: Gregor remembers. Is man of his word, yes?
 * Nowi: Good! Then let's go play!
 * Gregor: Before the romping and the frolicking, Gregor has gift to bestow...
 * Nowi: Oh, what a beautiful ring!
 * Gregor: Ring is symbol of solemn vow. Gregor is wishing to spend life with Nowi. Er, will you...accept?
 * Nowi: You mean we can play and hang out every day from now on? Gimme!
 * Gregor: No, no. Not play. Gregor is mangling language once more. Ring is sacred vow, yes? Is meaning that we—
 * Nowi: Oh, silly Gregor. Of course I know what it means. I'm 1,000 years old, remember? You love me and want to get married, right? So just come out and say it.
 * Gregor: But...is difficult. Gregor is...very shy man.
 * Nowi: So are you sure you love me? Because, if you don't—
 * Gregor: No, no! Gregor's heart is true! He seeks solemn bond as man and wife! Okay, then! Gregor proves this to you! *cough* *ahem* ...Gregor love you, Nowi.
 * Nowi: That wasn't so hard, now was it? And I accept! But you have to promise to live as long as you can, okay?
 * Gregor: Ho ho! Gregor will be doing his best!

C Support

 * Gregor: Ah-ha! There is Tharja! Gregor is needing to ask question. Is all right, yes?
 * Tharja: I'm busy.
 * Gregor: Ah! You are not wanting be seen talking to old man like Gregor.
 * Tharja: Age has nothing to do with it. I'm just not interested in talking.
 * Gregor: Oy, little girl have tongue like snake. Very full of evil. Tharja could pretend to not liking old-man smell at least. Then Gregor is less insulted,
 * Tharja: You could smell like roses and fresh-cut grass. It wouldn't matter.
 * Gregor: Why are you hating friendly Gregor?
 * Tharja: I said I didn't want to talk to you. ...So why are you still talking?
 * Gregor: Old man like Gregor only hears what he wants. Very useful skill in life, yes?
 * Tharja: ...Is that true?
 * Gregor: Oy, NOW evil girl is expressing interestedness in Gregor!
 * Tharja: Because that would explain why my curses never work on you.
 * Gregor: Oh no! Why are you trying to cast evil hex on poor Gregor?!
 * Tharja: What does it matter? The damned spell didn't work anyway.
 * Gregor: Ah-ha! That is why you are being so rude. Gregor is immune to your witchery! I make you look like...how you say? Fool? Amateur? This sort of thing?
 * Tharja: Go ahead and mock me, old man. I'll have my revenge, just you wait...
 * (Tharja leaves)
 * Gregor: Wait, evil girl! Gregor is still having long list of questions to ask!

B Support

 * Gregor: Oy, why is evil girl still not talking? Gregor is nice guy! Laugh like bowl of jelly!
 * Tharja: ...I should inflict a permanent silence curse on you, old man.
 * Gregor: Ho ho! Evil girl's spells not work on Gregor! Are you remembering this?
 * Tharja: I have...never been...this angry...in my entire life!
 * Gregor: You should forget with all the anger and the making of the clenched fists. Gregor only want to chat. Make with the small speech, yes?
 * Tharja: You want to be friends with me? Then prove your loyalty. Give me nail clippings and a lock of hair so I can cast a spell that sticks.
 * Gregor: If Gregor agrees to your unholy terms, you must answer question, yes? Most times Gregor only wants to know if evil girl have dinner plans. But not today.
 * Tharja: ...You get one question.
 * Gregor: Oh, that is too bad. Gregor have long list. But he will narrow it down... Does evil girl know magic spell that can, how you say, bring back dead?
 * Tharja: Seriously? That's your question? It's almost as bad as "can you make me immortal?" Ugggh!
 * Gregor: So then, you cannot do this?
 * Tharja: No, Gregor. I can't. No one can. Now if you want to TALK to the dead, that's something I could maybe arrange.
 * Gregor: Is for truly? Oh, yes, that would be more than enough! Please, you must help Gregor talk to dead person.
 * Tharja: It's not easy, you know. It takes a lot of work, and a LOT of preparation.
 * Gregor: Please, you must do this! Gregor gives you soul in exchange, yes?
 * Tharja: ...Really, now?
 * Gregor: Cross Gregor's heart and hope to die!
 * Tharja: Well, if you're that desperate, maybe I can do something...
 * Gregor: Then Gregor is being always in your debt.

A Support

 * Gregor: Tharja! You finish spell, yes? Read all tomes? Collect bat wing? Please say yes. Gregor is very much wanting to talk to dead person!
 * Tharja: I am ready. Now then... Whose soul do you wish to summon?
 * Gregor: Gregor's brother. His name is Gregor.
 * Tharja: ...You have the same name?
 * Gregor: When he died, Gregor took Gregor's name. Is fitting tribute, no?
 * Tharja: ...Oh, gods. That's why the curses never worked! The brother whose name you took must have died with unfinished business. If he clings to this world, the name would still belong to him.
 * Gregor: And that make spooky magic not work right, yes?
 * Tharja: A curse won't stick if you don't know the true name of the intended target.
 * Gregor: You want to know Gregor's real name now, yes? So you can charm him?
 * Tharja: Later. Right now, we need to focus on your brother. Imagine his face... Imagine his voice... Now... Talk to him.
 * Gregor: Hello? Gregor? Yoo-hoo! Are you hearing?
 * Tharja: (Brother... Is that you...?)
 * Gregor: Oy, is sounding just like him! Tharja is summoning soul of brother!
 * Tharja: (My brother...)
 * Gregor: Oh, brother! I am so sorry you die because of bad thing I did! If you bear grudge, tell me now. I atone for injustice!
 * Tharja: (I bear no grudge against you... You did all you could to save me...) (You must not feel guilty... I am proud of you...)
 * Gregor: Oh, Gregor! I try to save you, but bandits were so many!
 * Tharja: (You must forgive yourself, Brother...) (Forgive...)
 * Gregor: *Sniff* Oy, G-Gregor...
 * Tharja: Well? Did you say what you had to say?
 * Gregor: Y-yes. All thanks to Tharja. Gregor's brother was taken by bandits, and he could not save him. Gregor had huge hole in heart, but now hole has been filled in. Gregor have no more regrets. You can take soul or whatever now.
 * Tharja: ...... I'm...a little tired. Perhaps next time.
 * Gregor: Gregor brings soul next time we meet. You take then, yes?

S Support

 * Gregor: Gregor must thank Tharja again. You did him great favor! Brother hears apology and forgives Gregor. Now he is like new man!
 * Tharja: Yeah? Well that makes one of us who's happy.
 * Gregor: Oy, but Gregor says thank you many times over. Why are you giving him that evil glare of fury?
 * Tharja: Ever since I hosted the soul of your brother, something has been...wrong with me. I can't stop thinking about you. It's... incredibly annoying.
 * Gregor: Ah... You fall in love with Gregor? Is okay. He sees same thing before. But, is good. Gregor likes you, too. That is why he is bringing you present!
 * Tharja: ...This is a ring.
 * Gregor: Look on inside. Is having Gregor's name carved in! If you accept, then we carve your name next to Gregor's. Together forever!
 * Tharja: ...You intend to continue using the name of your brother?
 * Gregor: Thanks to you, I know he forgives Gregor for unfortunate and violent death. So now Gregor bears his name with pride! ...He also very used to it by now.
 * Tharja: Well, it's as much yours as your brother's I suppose. ...Hmm. Maybe now some of my curses will actually stick.
 * Gregor: For you, Gregor do anything. Even if it turns him into toad.
 * Tharja: I don't think that will be necessary. Besides, I've got a better idea... Heh heh...

C Support

 * Olivia: Um, excuse me, Gregor? I have your dinner if you're hungry.
 * Gregor: Gregor is very big man, yes? And big man is always hungry! So, it was your turn to make with the cooking, eh?
 * Olivia: Yes, I'm on chef duty today. It's actually my first time, so if you don't like the food, just...let me know.
 * Gregor: Gregor shall sample and give report. *sluuuuuurp*
 * Olivia: W-well?
 * Gregor: This is tastiest liver stew Gregor has eaten in whole life!
 * Olivia: Oh! You recognize it? N-not many people outside of Regna Ferox know this dish. ...Er, or like it, for that matter.
 * Gregor: Gregor is sellsword. He serve many masters and travel to countless lands. Ah! Is good for the reminding! Gregor has large bag of secret spice. ...Here. He put in stew and you taste.
 * Olivia: Um, okay... *slurp* Oh, it's twice as good! And you only added that tiny bit!
 * Gregor: Gregor's spice can turn thin bowl of gruel into feast fit for king!
 * Olivia: It's amazing what a tiny pinch of seasoning can do for a meal. So, um... Would you be wiiling to share some with me? ...Pleeease?
 * Gregor: Many regrets, but Gregor is out of spice. He can make more, but it takes time, yes?
 * Olivia: Perhaps I can help? I mean, I could gather the ingredients or something?
 * Gregor: This is happy idea! When you finish cooking meals for local oafs, you come find Gregor, yes?
 * Olivia: I'll do that!

B Support

 * Gregor: Today is okay, yes? You join Gregor on trip into woods?
 * Olivia: You mean to gather ingredients, right? For your secret spice blend?
 * Gregor: Yes. We must go deep into woods, so Gregor is thinking we pack lunch.
 * Olivia: Oh, all right. I can make sandwiches if you want.
 * Gregor: No, no, Gregor not let girl with small hands do all the work! Come. Gregor will help with the making of sandwiches.
 * Olivia: All right...
 * Gregor: Good. thanks to you, we now have picnic hamper full of tastiness!
 * Olivia: You're being kind—I'm sorry I wasn't much help. I'm so terrible at making sandwiches...
 * Gregor: Gregor is being...confused. Perhaps he not hear your language so well? Olivia is sad yes? Is thinking she bumbles about in kitchen like drunk bear? But Olivia is fine cook. When is her day in mess hall, Gregor salivate with excitement!
 * Olivia: Really?! Oh my gosh, I never... I mean, people don't usually tell me that.
 * Gregor: Then people are idiots. You listen to Gregor and learn truth. Olivia is tasty cook and lovely dancer. Gregor think she would make fine wife.
 * Olivia: Oh, stop that, you're embarrassing me! I'm none of those things.
 * Gregor: But is true! Sellsword know how to see true value in people, yes? And Gregor is master of sellswords! Gregor never make mistake.
 * Olivia: Oh stop it, Gregor! I know you're just saying these things to be nice. But, um... Thank you.
 * Gregor: You are being most welcome.

A Support

 * Olivia: Gregor! There you are.
 * Gregor: What is wrong? You look to be making with the yelling at any moment.
 * Olivia: Gregor, let me look at your back. I think you may be injured.
 * Gregor: Why are you thinking so?
 * Olivia: Because you're limping around like a two-legged mule!
 * Gregor: You have been spying on Gregor's movements...
 * Olivia: I'm a dancer, Gregor. I always notice how people are moving around.
 * Gregor: Ah, well. You have taken cat out of bag. Gregor may be tiny bit injured.
 * Olivia: See? Now lift up your shirt and let me take a look at... Eek! Gregor, I can see the bone!
 * Gregor: Ha! Is nothing! One time Gregor's leg fall off and he sew it back on. But if pretty lady with small hands want to nurse Gregor, he will not complain.
 * Olivia: Oh my goodness. It's hard to look at. Okay, so just hold still. This might sting a little bit...
 * Gregor: Ho Ho! Gregor... He feels nothing!
 * Olivia: Gregor is going to feel something if he doesn't hold still!
 * Gregor: ...Ahhh, is good. Gregor is feeling better already.
 * Olivia: Listen, I want you to talk to one of the healers, all right? Just to make sure you don't get gangrene or something.
 * Gregor: For old man like Gregor, being nursed by beautiful woman is best medicine of all.
 * Olivia: Hop to it, mister!

S Support

 * Gregor: Oy, Olivia! Gregor have big surprise for you today.
 * Olivia: Oh? What is it?
 * Gregor: Is small pouch of secret spice blend! Just as Gregor promised.
 * Olivia: Oh, thank you, Gregor! This is going to be so... Um, wait. There's something hard in here. Oh! It's a ring! You must have dropped this in here when you were grinding.
 * Gregor: Is...how you say? No problem? Gregor is giving you ring, yes?
 * Olivia: Gregor, this is huge. It must have been so expensive! I can't take it!''
 * Gregor: Okay, okay! Gregor is not putting in pouch by accident. He does this on purpose. Is all part of sneaky and elaborate plan. Gregor goes to dangerous places and collects many rare spices... Then he can give you expensive ring in unexpected and charming manner.
 * Olivia: Dangerous places... Wait, is that how you hurt your back?
 * Gregor: Olivia not need to know! ...Is embarrassing story anyway. Involve slippery rock and angry squirrel.
 * Olivia: Oh, I'm so sorry... You went to so much trouble on my account...
 * Gregor: Gregor not sorry! Gregor will face army of angry squirrels for you. You are first woman Gregor truly loves, and now is time for the proving. So what does Olivia say? You accept ring and proposal of marriage, yes?
 * Olivia: I... I don't know, Gregor. It's all so sudden.
 * Gregor: Hmm... This is not answer Gregor is hoping for.
 * Olivia: I'm sorry, it's just... My mind is whirling in a thousand directions at once!
 * Gregor: Then you have answer.
 * Olivia: I do?
 * Gregor: Your mind is spinning because of the happiness, yes? So if you marry Gregor, you can be happy forever!
 * Olivia: Hmm... You know, you just might have something there... All right! Let's do it! Let's get married!
 * Gregor: Oy, Gregor feel huge pain in chest when you bat eyelashes like that!
 * Olivia: I'm sorry. I'll try not to... Oh, wait, That's a good thing, isn't it?
 * Gregor: Is very good thing!

C Support

 * Cherche: Gregor, I wouldn't stand there if I were you. Minerva is coming through.
 * Gregor: Oy! If there is one thing Gregor knows, is not to get in way of mighty wyvern! But if lovely lady want to bowl Gregor over, is totally being fine with him.
 * Cherche: Careful, my amorous friend. A knock from me will set your head spinning just the same.
 * Gregor: Gregor's head always spinning in your presence!
 * Cherche: Heh... How would you like to take a trip somewhere that'll really make you dizzy?
 * Gregor: Gregor would know more...
 * Cherche: Join me for a ride on Minerva, into the open skies!
 * Gregor: You mean, go up? Up into the sky? Beautiful lady is crazy, no?
 * Cherche: Offer's still open... Going once... Going twice...
 * Gregor: Never in Gregor's life has he said no to beautiful woman. But this time...
 * Cherche: Don't tell me you're afraid of heights.
 * Gregor: When Gregor is young boy, he is stuck in top of tall tree for three days and nights.
 * Cherche: Ah, that must have been quite the uncomfortable experience.
 * Gregor: Father say, "Gregor, you must stay in tree!" He was very strict man.
 * Cherche: Why, that's terrible! You poor little—
 * Gregor: Stop! Gregor accept no pity from beautiful lady.
 * Cherche: ...Oh. Well, all right then.

B Support

 * Cherche: Phew. Well done, Minerva.
 * Gregor: Cherche is fighting bravely too, yes?
 * Cherche: As did you, Gregor. You were very impressive out there. Hmm? What's the matter, Minerva?
 * Gregor: ...... Ho ho ho! Yes, Minerva! You also brave and strong!
 * Cherche: Wait, you can understand her?
 * Gregor: Gregor knows wyverns. Once long ago, he visit place called Wyvern valley. Was for business. ...But not so good job. Gregor not like to think about it.
 * Cherche: What kind of business?
 * Gregor: Gregor ordered to collect claws from dead wyvern, yes? But Gregor is with wicked men. They turn mission into wyvern-hunting party. Soon, we come across mother wyvern trying to protect baby. ...Mother not make it.
 * Cherche: I see.
 * (Minerva cries out)
 * Cherche: Minerva! What in the world has gotten into you?!
 * Gregor: What is happening? Why she act so crazy now?!
 * Cherche: I don't know! I've not heard her cry out like this since she was a baby.
 * Gregor: ...Wait. Gregor remembers this cry. Is sounding like baby wyvern in valley.
 * Cherche: ...Oh. I...I see. Gregor, would you mind leaving us alone for awhile?
 * Gregor: Yes, Gregor melt into shadows like piece of butter.
 * (Gregor leaves)
 * Cherche: Now, Minerva. What is it you want to tell me? ...... *Gasp* ...Are you sure?

A Support

 * Cherche: Gregor? You're going to catch a cold sleeping out here.
 * Gregor: Zzz... No, no... Gregor eat enough... Well, maybe one more pierogi... *Snort* Eh? Wha—? ...Oh, hello, Cherche. And Minerva! Why you come see Gregor?
 * Cherche: We wanted to talk to you. Is now a good time?
 * Gregor: For you, any time is good. But is Minerva sure she is wanting to talk to Gregor?
 * Cherche: Oh, it's so sweet you take her feelings into consideration. You know, Minerva, you're right. He's just like you said.
 * Gregor: Callous and heartless?
 * Cherche: Minerva told me all about what happened in wyvern valley. About how you turned against your fellow sellswords and fought them off? You saved her life, Gregor. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be with her today. We both owe you a great deal.
 * Gregor: Gregor knows what feeling is to see parents killed before own two eyes.
 * Cherche: What are you talking about?
 * Gregor: Gregor's parents were hard, but they were all he have. But one day... Well, it does not matter. Gregor could not let same thing happen to Minerva.
 * Cherche: That's why you stepped in and turned against your comrades.
 * Gregor: Gregor always do duty for employer. But that not duty. Was bad murder. Gregor could not do. Never.
 * Cherche: *Sniff* Oh, Gregor. How can we ever thank you?
 * Gregor: Stop. No crying, please. Gregor have soft spot for weeping ladies. Save tears of gratitude for when Gregor really deserves them.
 * Cherche: But, you do deserve them! And much more, besides...
 * Gregor: Oy...

S Support

 * Cherche: Here, Gregor. I mended your clothes. Now it's almost time for supper. What do you fancy this evening?
 * Gregor: Oy, Cherche. Is no need to pamper Gregor like he is king! You already say thanks for Minerva many, many times. So Gregor say you are welcome, and then we are even, yes?
 * Cherche: Oh, I'm not doing this for Minerva's sake. What put that idea in your head? She's perfectly capable of paying you back herself.
 * Gregor: Then why you always so nice to Gregor?
 * Cherche: Gregor, how long will you make me wait? I can't be much more obvious...
 * Gregor: Ho ho! When it comes to women, Gregor is genius of hint-spotting. Gregor is trying to overcome big challenge first, but he cannot wait. Here! Is ring for you. You will marry Gregor, yes?
 * Cherche: Oh, Gregor! Yes! I accept with all my heart! ...Er, but what's this "big challenge" that kept me waiting?
 * Gregor: If Gregor marry Cherche, then maybe he have to fly in the sky sometime, yes? So before we marry, Gregor must overcome terror of high places.
 * Cherche: Yes, that is important, isn't it? Well then, what do you say? Shall we go for a little ride?
 * (Minerva cries out)
 * Cherche: Oh, look! Minerva's getting excited!
 * Gregor: If gods want Gregor to fly, they give him wings for arms! Or big balloon head! ...B-but if Gregor squeeze eyes tight and be with Cherche...is maybe not so bad!

C Support

 * Brady: Tea's ready. It's the, uh... The whatsit kind. From that place. You know, the expensive junk.
 * Gregor: Um...
 * Brady: Well...? Whaddya waitin' for? A royal invitation? It's all set and ready to go—just the way ya like it.
 * Gregor: Uh, Brady?
 * Brady: Let's step it up, old-timer! Tea ain't gettin' any hotter!
 * Gregor: Oh, right. S-Sorry... *sip* ...But, Brady?
 * Brady: Yeah?
 * Gregor: Why we sip tea in middle of afternoon like rich man with many servants?
 * Brady: Whaddya mean? You do this every day. You never miss teatime.
 * Gregor: Er, Gregor enjoy cup of tea now and then, but "teatime"? Is new concept...
 * Brady: ...WHAT?! Ma told me to join ya in your daily tea ritual! Even gave detailed instructions! Wait... Did she make it all up?
 * Gregor: Gregor not even know what "tea ritual" means, so...most probably, yes.
 * Brady: That dirty... I bet she's laughing her head off right now!
 * Gregor: What other lies did she tell about Gregor? Come, spill the bean!
 * Brady: Oh, don't you worry. I'm gonna have me a nice, long chat with dear ol' Ma! You just sit there and drink your damn tea. So long, old-timer! ...Oh, and set this on top of the pot. It keeps the tea warm.
 * Gregor: Gregor's life become very strange as of late, yes?

B Support

 * Brady: Sorry about last time, old-timer.
 * Gregor: What, the tea? Do not make with the apologizing! Gregor was happy for chance to talk.
 * Brady: Well, good. But I still feel bad you wound up drinking alone. Anyway, I brought my violin by way of apologizin'.
 * Gregor: ...Sorry?
 * Brady: Yeah, exactly. I wanna say I'm sorry, and I heard that requires a violin performance.
 * Gregor: Is true? Gregor has not heard of this custom...
 * Brady: What, were ya born in a barn? Course it's true! I gotta tickle the catgut for three songs, then do a backflip. That's when you stand up and start clappin' and cheerin' and throwin' roses. ...Er, at least, that's what Ma said.
 * Gregor: Brady, listen to Gregor. No one ever apologize to Gregor like that before. Not ever. Your mother is making the fun with you again, yes?
 * Brady: What, AGAIN?! Oh, that tears it! I'm gonna—
 * Gregor: Brady, wait.
 * Brady: What?!
 * Gregor: As long as you're here, let us enjoy nice chat and forget about Maribelle. After all, if not for her terrible lies, you probably not come visit Gregor, yes?
 * Brady: Forget Ma? But she's been playing me like a dancin'-monkey organ guy! Aw, heck. Fine. I guess I can put up with her horseplay a bit longer... It'd be nice to just sit back and chew the fat a bit.
 * Gregor: Is wonderful! Come, pull up seat...

A Support

 * Brady: And then Ma pulls out that li'l umbrella of hers, and she says—
 * Gregor: Heh heh...
 * Brady: ...What are ya laughing for? I ain't even at the punchline yet.
 * Gregor: Gregor is just happy we are able to have nice chitchat like this. Gregor admit, when he first saw you, you seemed...very frightening.
 * Brady: Yeah, well. Sorry I'm all scary. I guess if you don't like it, do a better job raising the real deal.
 * Gregor: You mean Brady from this time?
 * Brady: Yeah. I ain't your real son, anyway. I mean, not exactly.
 * Gregor: ...... Brady...
 * Brady: Aw, what? What's with that face? I don't need no pity. Unlike some of the other kids, I ain't jealous of the Brady from this timeline. We're two different cats, yeah? No hard feelings. Once the real one's born, you can forget about me. I'll bow out all graceful-like.
 * Gregor: Brady, you break poor Gregor's heart when you say such things. Gregor would never cast son aside like moldy sandwich. You are Gregor's friend, Brady. ...And his son.
 * Brady: Pop, I... *sniff* Aw, damn. I'd decided not to cry, and then ya go and say crap like that... *sniffle* I was lyin' about what I said before, Pop! It does matter to me! Please don't forget me! Just...remember that we were good pals once, yeah? Real chums.
 * Gregor: Gregor could never forget you, Son. Gregor will remember you until day he die horrible death!
 * Brady: Okay, no more talk of dyin'. If you go boots up before me, I'll douse your grave in more tea than ya can stand. I'll play my violin and do a backflip if I have to. Don't try me, old-timer!
 * Gregor: Oy! Sounds like Gregor had better stay very much alive, then...

C Support

 * Severa: Hey! I think it's time for Daddy-Daughter Day!
 * Gregor: Er... what? Why?
 * Severa: Does a daughter NEED a reason to spend a little time with her father?! Most fathers would be beside themselves with joy at even being asked! Gawds!
 * Gregor: Ah, yes. Gregor should count blessing! So, then? Where do we go?
 * Severa: Into town! I spotted a whole line of the CUTEST dresses...
 * Gregor: Har har! Gregor often forget you are at age where you want pretty things.
 * Severa: Age? Hee hee! In this timeline, you're not THAT much older than I am, Daddy!
 * Gregor: Hmm... Is true, is true.
 * Severa: I bet most people seeing us side by side would think we were brother and sister.
 * Gregor: Hmm, yes... Kind of odd thought, when you think about it.
 * Severa: Odd? Is there something wrong with that? Are you embarrassed to be seen with me?! You'd rather be with Mother, wouldn't you?
 * Gregor: N-not at all! Darling child is made of utmost adorableness!
 * Severa: Aw, you mean it? Yay! That's so sweet! So okay! In town, there's this one dress I really, reeeally want! Would you hate me if I asked you to get it for me? Would Mother be mad?
 * Gregor: Gregor could never hate you, Severa. And he is sure mother will not mind. You are Gregor's daughter, yes? You can have anything you like!
 * Severa: Oh, thank you, Daddy! I love you so much!
 * Gregor: It is returned tenfold!
 * Severa: (...Pffft. Too easy.)

B Support

 * Severa: Thanks again for all the shopping, Daddy! I felt like a total princess when you bought everything I asked for!
 * Gregor: ...Oy! Royal houses not have kind of money to shop in way you did.
 * Severa: Daddy, are you listening?
 * Gregor: What Y-yes, dear, Gregor always listening.
 * Severa: Good, good. So! I'd just looove to go on another shopping spree with you! I spotted the most precious little accessory shop in a town near here the other day!
 * Gregor: Er...no. Sorry, child.
 * Severa: Huh? Why not? Did I do something wrong? Daddy, are you... Are you mad at me?
 * Gregor: Please, spare Gregor the eyes of puppy! No means no. We just bought you plenty.
 * Severa: FINE, then! FINE! I guess, I'll just wear RAGS! ...GAWDS!
 * Gregor: Oy, talk about attitude change... Now, look. Gregor not saying he won't buy you anything ever...
 * Severa: Oooooh, you're not?!
 * Gregor: Gregor just saying you have to earn it! If you help around camp with daily chores, Gregor treat you to something nice.
 * Severa: EXCUSE me? What is this—my allowance?! I'm not a child!
 * Gregor: No? Then please do not act like one. This is for own good, yes? Little hardship in youth makes with the character building!
 * Severa: I dealt with a LOT more than hardship back in the future, thank you!
 * Gregor: Well, decision is final. Gregor will not continue to just buy whatever daughter like. If you find something you want, you will have to work for it.
 * Severa: FINE! Whatever! ...I'll do your stupid chores. But I expect some SERIOUS returns, is that clear?!
 * Gregor: *Sigh* Gregor hope character start building soon...

A Support

 * Severa: Apply the whetstone to the blade at an angle, and then... Gah, not again! That's the fifth one that broke! Nothing EVER goes right for me!
 * Gregor: Er, Severa? What are you doing?
 * Severa: I'm sharpening these stupid weapons that won't stay sharp! Gawds! You told me to help out right? So I'm helping.
 * Gregor: ... And what is huge pile of broken swords behind you?
 * Severa: It's not my fault they're defective! They all, like, fell apart and stuff! Sorry I'm not PERFECT at everything like Mother! Sorry I'm SO STUPID! I get it—I'm useless! You should just drown me in a sack...
 * Gregor: Gregor thinks you are overreact—
 * Severa: I burn everything I try to cook... I just about beheaded a horse while chopping wood... I'm no help to anyone! I'm just a bunch of lame deadweight. You must've had high hopes, too, given Mother's history. I'm such a disappointment.
 * Gregor: ......
 * Severa: ...Well? If you have something to say, just say it!
 * Gregor: Gregor not disappointed. In fact, he could not be happier daughter came back to us.
 * Severa: Oh, please. Are you mocking me? Do you really think I'm that stupid? All my life, every time I mess something up, people compare me to Mother! And you're closer to her than anyone! I KNOW you think I don't measure up.
 * Gregor: You are own woman, Severa. Gregor would never compare to other! You are daughter and treasure, yes? And Gregor knows mother feels same.
 * Severa: Wha—?!
 * Gregor: Gregor will make with the standing behind you no matter what happens. So no more talk of being a disappointment! It make Gregor feel like failure as father.
 * Severa: What? No! Daddy, you didn't! *sniff* I'm sorry! I... I didn't... WAAAAAAAAAH...
 * Gregor: Oy, do not cry! You go through much, yes, but everything all right now. Gregor is sorry for saying you need more hardship. He know it has been hard... But he will do all he can to keep daughter from suffering again.And you HAVE been making with the daily chores, yes? So let's give reward!
 * Severa: No. I don't need it. I don't need anything but you, Daddy! But if you die on me again, I'll never forgive you!
 * Gregor: Gregor is not going anywhere, child. Is promise.