Laslow/Supports


 * Note: Bolded text are voice clips from S-Support CG confession scenes.

C Support

 * Laslow: Ah! If it isn't the dashing Lord Avatar. Did you need something?
 * Avatar: Huh?
 * Laslow: Oh. Were you not staring at me just now? I could have sworn you were.
 * Avatar: No, I was just walking by.
 * Laslow: Are you sure? How peculiar. I could have sworn I felt someone staring at me.
 * Avatar: Be that as it may, it wasn't me.
 * Laslow: Perhaps I was mistaken. My apologies, milord. Anyways! Since we're both here, perhaps milord would like to join me for a bite?
 * Avatar: Um, sure. I guess I have time.
 * Laslow: You do?! That's wonderful news! With you there, the fair lasses in town are far less likely to flee from my advances!
 * Avatar: On second thought, I think I'm busy. I have to do... not that.
 * Laslow: Ah, there you are. My dear old friend Rejection. How are you, old boy? I'm terrible as ever, thanks. Oh? No, I knew you'd be back---
 * Avatar: *ahem* Now, if you don't mind, I'll be on my way.
 * Laslow: Hey! Not so fast! Life is full of twists and turns and unexpected happenings! We should approach each day as if it were our last--- as for all we know it will be! Just think, tomorrow I could be spirited away—or worse! What if you never have an opportunity to see me again? Would you not give anything to then apologize for how you treated me?
 * Avatar: For not helping you harass those poor townswomen all day? No.
 * Laslow: Fine, fine. I will relent... for now! 'Til our paths cross again, milord!
 * Avatar: Phew. He's quite the character, isn't he?

C Support

 * Laslow: Aha! If it isn't the lovely Lady Avatar.
 * Avatar: Huh?
 * Laslow: I caught you, you incorrigible flirt! Were you not eyeing me just now? Perhaps admiring my flawless smile or my manly bearing?
 * Avatar: What? No, I was just walking by.
 * Laslow: Oh. Are you sure? How peculiar. I could have sworn I felt someone staring at me.
 * Avatar: Be that as it may, it wasn't me.
 * Laslow: Perhaps I was mistaken. My apologies, your beautifulness. I never wanted to hurl false accusations at such a vision of loveliness as yourself. Truth be told, I'm happy you weren't staring. It makes me uncomfortable. Anyways! Since we're both here, perhaps milady would like to join me for some tea?
 * Avatar: Ah...I guess I have time. Sure.
 * Laslow: You do?! You mean you accept? This is so unexpected! I'm not sure how to react. (Breathe, Laslow! Breathe!)
 * Avatar: ...On second thought, I think I'm busy. I have to...um, do...stuff. Royal stuff.
 * Laslow: Ah, there it is. Rejection, my dear old friend...
 * Avatar: Aw. You poor thing. ...Now, if you don't mind, I'll be on my way. Bye!
 * Laslow: Hey! Not so fast! Life is full of twists and turns and unexpected happenings! We should approach each day as if it were our last, as for all we know it will be! Just think, tomorrow I could be spirited away—or worse! What if you never have an opportunity to see me again? Would you not give anything to then apologize for how you treated me? Perhaps...over a cup of tea?
 * Avatar: No.
 * Laslow: Yeesh. Tough crowd. Very well, then. I relent. For now! 'Til our paths cross again, milady!
 * Avatar: Phew. He's quite the character, isn't he?

B Support

 * Laslow: Lady Avatar! We meet again!
 * Avatar: Hello, Laslow.
 * Laslow: We really must quit meeting like this! Unless... Perhaps it's fate? Yes, I hear it now! The very stars whisper our names, my sweet!
 * Avatar: Must you do this every time? We see each other every day.
 * Laslow: Hm. I suppose you've a point. But I prefer to treat each meeting as if it were special. Because it is! We will never meet precisely the same way at the same time again. I think we should treasure every moment of our lives as much as most do gems.
 * Avatar: I see. Quite the romantic, aren't you?
 * Laslow: But of course! Speaking of which, I have a gift for you, milady.
 * Avatar: Oh. What is it?
 * Laslow: It's a special salve with unique restorative powers.
 * Avatar: Really? Wow! Thank you so much! It looks expensive. Are you sure I can have it?
 * Laslow: Of course! I only ask you remember this fateful crossing whenever you use it.
 * Avatar I will. You know, there really is something beautiful about your point of view. Maybe I should try harder to treasure every moment.
 * Laslow: I'm delighted to hear you're coming around! After all, no one knows where their friends may disappear to next. Life is more fragile than most of us ever imagine... One moment, a friend is standing beside you, smiling. And the next, they're gone. And you realize that you will never see them again.
 * Avatar: Laslow?
 * Laslow: Hm? Oh! Haha. Silly me. My apologies, milady. All this is just to say you never know—you know? It's as true for me as for anyone else. I won't always be around, after all.
 * Avatar: Huh? Are you planning on going somewhere?
 * Laslow: Maybe. Maybe not. For the moment, however, I am thinking of visiting some of the fine shops in town. Would you care to join me, Lady Avatar?
 * Avatar: I suppose I have— Oh. I see what you're doing. You can't trick me that easily! I think I'll pass. Thanks.
 * Laslow: You wound me, milady. I assure you, I had only the most innocent intentions! But, in all seriousness, we should always remember that we are soldiers. At war. There's no guarantee that we will meet again with smiles on our faces.
 * Avatar: That's...true.
 * Laslow: So won't you please reconsider? I value our time together very much.
 * Avatar: Laslow...
 * Laslow: Yes, my dove?
 * Avatar: How many women have you used these same lines on today?
 * Laslow: You would be the eighth, milady.
 * Avatar: I'm sure you'll have a fine trip into town alone.
 * Laslow: Ah... And just like that, history repeats itself. Oh well... Then I only pray we shall meet again! Until next time, milady.
 * Avatar: Heehee. Farewell then, Laslow.

A Support

 * Laslow: Lady Avatar, you grace me with your presence once again.
 * Avatar: Hello, Laslow.
 * Laslow: Do you think you could find it in your heart to join me for tea now?
 * Avatar: Yes, I believe I can.
 * Laslow: Dohoho! Rejected again! Ah, well, another day anoth—Er, wait. You mean you will?!
 * Avatar: Yes. We never know when next we'll meet, do we? And perhaps next time you won't offer me an invitation.
 * Laslow: I suppose that's technically possible...
 * Avatar: I've spent a lot of time thinking about what you said before. Every meeting is a once-in-a-lifetime encounter, right? And now that I've come to see things this way, it would be silly of me to reject you.
 * Laslow: Thank you, Lady Avatar.
 * Avatar: But it does make me a little more scared to say good-bye to people than I used to be. When every good-bye could be your last, it becomes much harder to let go. I never thought about it much before, but now it's always on my mind.
 * Laslow: Milady, if I may be frank, I feel that parting is a deeply sorrowful thing. If it were up to me, I'd never have to say farewell to anyone. I've had to do that far too much in my life... But it is not up to me. It's a part of life. And life cares little for our feelings. So it is, I suppose, as important to learn to let go as it is to cherish every moment.
 * Avatar: I agree.
 * Laslow And besides! The sorrow of parting makes reunion all the sweeter, does it not? And saying good-bye to one person usually means saying hello to another. If I had not said good-bye to many people I loved, I'd never have met you, for example. I am truly grateful I was able to make your acquaintance, Lady Avatar.
 * Avatar: I'm glad I was able to meet you as well, Laslow. I'm sure all of the others feel the same.
 * Laslow: Thank you. Now! Enough of this dreary philosophizing. Shall we treat ourselves to tea now?
 * Avatar: Of course! After you, good sir.

S Support

 * Avatar: Hello, Laslow.
 * Laslow: Lady Avatar. We meet again. Well, this puts me on the spot. What should I do now?
 * Avatar: Is something wrong?
 * Laslow: It hurts, is all. It hurts so much, I feel my chest will burst. If only our paths would never cross again...
 * Avatar: What? Are you angry with me? Did I do something to hurt you at tea?
 * Laslow: No... You haven't done a single thing wrong, milady. Our teatime was amazing. A revelation, even. My heart can't help but dance when you are by my side. But it also cries in pain at the same time.
 * Avatar: Why?! What's wrong?
 * Laslow: I'm terribly sorry. But I believe I've fallen in love with you, Lady Avatar.
 * Avatar: Y-you're joking!
 * Laslow: Would that I were, love. But lately I find myself staying up all night thinking of you. I wish I could just turn my feelings off, but I cannot. Nor can I ignore them. It was all I could do to just keep from telling you until now.
 * Avatar: I never imagined—
 * Laslow: But I did, milady. I imagined we would spend a long and happy life together. But I know it is a foolish dream.
 * Avatar: Why do you say that?
 * Laslow: Because meeting requires parting. And one day I would have to part from you. No matter how much I wish otherwise, when this war is over, we too shall... Well, anyways.
 * Avatar: Laslow, if I were to go somewhere far away, what would you do?
 * Laslow: I'd feel incredibly lonely without you.
 * Avatar: Is that all? You wouldn't try to come with me?
 * Laslow: Of course I would! Say the word, and I will follow you anywhere!
 * Avatar: Perfect. Then you will understand when I say that I would do the same for you. So if you must leave when this war ends... it doesn't matter.Wherever you go, I will go also. After all... I love you.
 * Laslow: Lady Avatar! Thank you. You've no idea how much it means to me to hear you say that.
 * Avatar: Now, no more talk about us parting, all right?
 * Laslow: Of course. We will always be together from here on out. I hope you're ready for that.
 * Avatar: As long as you're ready to give up flirting with other girls.
 * Laslow: Will you accept this ring?
 * Avatar: What a beautiful blue stone. I'll wear it always. Thank you. I suppose the next thing to do is go talk with Xander.
 * Laslow:...Huh?
 * Avatar: What do you mean, "huh"? If we're going to be wed, my brother must be told.
 * Laslow: I suppose you're right. Oh gods, what am I going to do? Lord Xander is going to kill me.
 * Avatar: Don't worry. He won't kill you. Probably.
 * Laslow: *sigh* The things one does for love... This reminds me though. Lady Avatar, I have a request. There are some people I'd like for you to meet as well. People from a place I once called home. They'll love you. I know it. I want more than anything to laugh and smile with them once more...
 * Avatar: I'm sorry, I didn't catch that. Where did you say they were?
 * Laslow: Never mind. It's not important right now! We'll talk about it some other time, though. I promise.
 * Laslow: I love you, and only you. Your smile makes life worth living. I promise to keep you safe… and I swear, I’ll stay by your side, always.

C Support

 * Laslow: Well, I think that's enough dance practice for one night! I better get some sleep. Now I just need to sneak back before anyone sees me...
 * Azura: Oh!
 * Laslow: OH!
 * Azura: AAH!
 * Laslow: ...AHHHHH! Lady Azura?! Is that you? ...I thought you were a spy sneaking into our camp!
 * Azura: Laslow? My goodness! You startled me!
 * Laslow: Forgive me, milady! But where is your escort? Surely you're not out her alone!
 * Azura: Don't be silly. I see you're here by yourself. It can't be THAT dangerous.
 * Laslow: Yes, but you're a woman and a princess. I'm sure our enemies would love to kidnap a member of the royal family!
 * Azura: I see. Well, I was having trouble sleeping. What's your excuse? You like to use these evening hours for your secret dance practice, don't you?
 * Laslow: What?! How do you know? You haven't been watching me, have you?
 * Azura: Would that be so bad?
 * Laslow: Well, it's a little embarrassing! Next time, you should announce yourself.
 * Azura: I'm sorry. I wasn't spying on you on purpose. I didn't expect you to be there!
 * Laslow: All right. ...Well, now that you've seen me, I may as well ask. What did you think?
 * Azura: Honestly, I could watch you for hours.
 * Laslow: Really? I'm flattered! So would you care to join me for a cup of tea? We can continue getting acquainted.
 * Azura: It's a little late for that. Don't you think? Everyone else is asleep!
 * Laslow: Why, yes. I suppose you're right. Breakfast then? We can watch the sun rise together!
 * Azura: I think we both know you're hoping for more than a cup of tea. Please, excuse me.
 * (Azura leaves)
 * Laslow: Wait! Lady Azura, at least let me escort you home! It could be dangerous!

B Support

 * Azura: You are the ocean's gray waves... ♪
 * Laslow: Did I interrupt you? Forgive me, but from over here, it looked like you were dancing.
 * Azura: My mother taught me a few steps. A good singer must understand dance as well.
 * Laslow: I had no idea your mother danced. What a coincidence! My mother taught me too.
 * Azura: Well, you certainly inherited her grace. You have such a lovely, fluid quality... But there's a hint of sadness too. I almost feel as though you are mourning for her.
 * Laslow: You can tell all that just from my dancing?
 * Azura: Music and dance never lie. I don't mean to offend you, but sometimes, I don't think you're entirely truthful.
 * Laslow: What?! You're calling me a liar?
 * Azura: Yes, but let me explain! I've seen you dance in front of the others before... You have great technique, but your dancing lacked the passion I saw the other night. Now that I've seen you dance in private, I know you've been holding back.
 * Laslow: I thought you would understand. I get nervous dancing in front of other people.
 * Azura: This may sound harsh, but dancing like that is unfair to your audience! Practice in secret all you want, but when you step on stage, you're there for them! You must dance with confidence so they can carry your strength into battle.
 * Laslow: I never thought of it that way.
 * Azura: Well, you should. Now if you'll excuse me...
 * (Azura leaves)
 * Laslow: Lady Azura, please... wait!

A Support

 * Laslow: Lady Azura, I've looked everywhere for you! Did you see me dancing today?
 * Azura: Yes! At first, I didn't even recognize you. You looked so strong and confident!
 * Laslow: I remembered what you said and tried to channel my inner Azura.
 * Azura: Well, your passion is contagious. We could all feel it.
 * Laslow: It's all thanks to your advice, milady.
 * Azura: Actually, I wanted to apologize about that. I think I was a little harsh.
 * Laslow: You were extremely harsh, but everything you said was true.
 * Azura: I didn't tell you this, but I used to get stage fright. My mother was so talented... I knew I'd never measure up! I always worried people would make fun of me.
 * Laslow: Really? I had no idea.
 * Azura: One day, Queen Mikoto pulled me aside. She told me my voice was beautiful. I could either learn to sing with confidence, or I could waste my talent being afraid. That was a turning point for me. I decided to be brave every time I stepped on stage.
 * Laslow: I hope I can perform with such power one day.
 * Azura: Power? What do you mean?
 * Laslow: Your voice has a special power. Out on the battlefield, you inspire the soldiers. When you sing, you give them strength and encourage them to keep fighting! My mother was the same way. When she danced, she gave everyone courage.
 * Azura: I'm afraid you're wrong. My power comes from this pendant. It's not me.
 * Laslow: Hmm. I find that hard to believe.
 * Azura: Well, if you keep dancing like you did today, everyone will be asking you to dance.
 * Laslow: I promise to save a dance for you, milady.
 * Azura: I wouldn't mind taking you up on that offer right now. What if I sing and you dance?
 * Laslow: I would love that, milady. You shall be my inspiration.
 * Azura: ...And you shall be my muse!

C Support

 * Laslow: *sigh* No luck today, either...
 * Felicia: Oh, hi there, Laslow. How was your day? Did you get to chat with any ladies?
 * Laslow: I did... but things didn't go quite as well as I'd hoped.
 * Felicia: Oh! Well that's too bad...
 * Laslow: Felicia... I know you don't mean that. You're smiling from ear to ear...
 * Felicia: Heehee. So you saw straight through me then, huh?
 * Laslow: Well, you didn't exactly make it difficult.
 * Felicia: Haha! I guess not. I'm sorry, Laslow. I guess I'm just a little bit jealous of you.
 * Laslow: Jealous of me? Why?
 * Felicia: You're so unafraid to talk to strangers. I've always wished I was better at that.
 * Laslow: Really? That's actually a bit surprising. You don't seem all that shy to me.
 * Felicia: It's true. For the longest time, I served Lord/Lady Avatar in the Northern Fortress. So I never really had to talk to strangers much... especially not without Flora.
 * Laslow: I see. Well, in that case, I've got an idea.
 * Felicia: I'm not sure I like the sound of this...
 * Laslow: Haha, don't worry! I'm just going to train you in the art of gab! If you do everything I say, you'll be the best talker in no time!
 * Felicia: Really? You think so? I'm a little bit nervous... but let's try!
 * Laslow: Of course! Just leave it to Laslow!

C Support

 * Laslow: Hello, Prince Xander! How is milord doing today?
 * Xander: Not well, I'm afraid.
 * Laslow: I suspected as much, but I'm still sorry to hear it. What troubles you, milord?
 * Xander: I've had complaints of a royal retainer hitting on women in town. ...Some of whom were even in the presence of their spouses at the time.
 * Laslow: Oh? Do you... know the identity of this gorgeous fiend, milord?
 * Xander: It was you, Laslow.
 * Laslow: Ah, indeed. Once again, your powers of deduction astound me, milord.
 * Xander: And that's not the worst of it. I received yet another report only this morning. "Royal retainer apprehended by town watch after engagement in tavern melee. Witnesses report he joined the fight in an attempt to impress a local barmaid." What possesses you to do such things?
 * Laslow: Ah... the full moon, perhaps?
 * Xander: This is no laughing matter, my friend. Laslow... Do you remember the day we met?
 * Laslow: Of course! I'll never forget how shocked everyone in court was on that day. Selena and I might as well have appeared out of thin air, judging by their reactions. Nobles never expect mere commoners to make names for themselves in court.
 * Xander: And they were only further surprised when my father appointed you as my retainer. But while my father chose you, I felt I had to test you myself. Do you recall our duel? Once we began, I found myself taken aback by your strength. Your technique was flawless. At one point, I knew you were merely playing with me. Though I eventually gained the upper hand, I truly feared I might lose the match.
 * Laslow: You did? You never told me that.
 * Xander: I'd never seen someone like you before. You came from nowhere and possessed such incredible power. I imagined you to be a person of great fortitude and discipline. It saddens me to know you are nothing more than a lowly womanizer... Hoy you became so strong when you spend all your time chasing girls is beyond me.
 * Laslow: Ahahaha... It's a gift, I suppose.
 * Xander: Though you continue to disgrace yourself, I won't abandon a trusted retainer. Still, I am obliged to take responsibility for any trouble you cause.
 * Laslow: Thank you very much, sir. I appreciate your support. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some training to do...
 * Xander: Hold! We aren't done here. I'm putting you under house arrest.
 * Laslow: What?! For some harmless flirting and that friendly little scrap?
 * Xander: For some time, you will be forbidden from leaving camp unescorted. In fact, whenever you are not performing your duties, you will remain in my chamber.
 * Laslow: That's absurd! I'm a grown man!
 * Xander: Do you mean to disobey me?
 * Laslow: N-no milord. I've no wish to part with my flesh.
 * Xander: Good. Then it's settled.
 * Laslow: Yes, milord... *grumble*

B Support

 * Laslow: Ugh... So bored... Is this really all you're going to allow me to do all day? Sit here cross-legged on your floor while you go about your business?
 * Xander: It is. And you know whose fault that is. As long as you remain in my sight, I know you are not bothering the townspeople.
 * Laslow: But I'll get rusty! At least let me go out and get some training done...
 * Xander: Not a chance. I know you too well. The second you're out of sight, you'll make a beeline for the nearest town. Likely to harass yet another poor young woman.
 * Laslow: Fine, fine. Hm? Hm...
 * Xander: ...Staring at me like that will not give me cause to release you any sooner.
 * Laslow: So! You don't have a birthmark on your eye or anywhere, do you?
 * Xander: What? A birthmark?
 * Laslow: Yes. Like a crest or something. Maybe one symbolizing Nohrian royal lineage. Just curious.
 * Xander: What are you talking about? How would I even see with a mark on my eye?
 * Laslow: Ha! A fair point. I never figured that out myself. I ask because the royal family of my homeland had them. I wanted to know if it was the same here.
 * Xander: Oh? Is something on your mind? It's rare I hear you speak of your homeland.
 * Laslow: Is it? Well, if you'd like to know anything about it, I'd be happy to tell you. Although my boss is keeping me busy these days, so I'm a smidge pressed for time.
 * Xander: Was that sarcasm? With me? I admire your bravery.
 * Laslow: N-no milord! I wouldn't dare!
 * Xander: Remember this well, Laslow. If you ever disobey me and attempt to flee, you will not make it far. I will seek you out, I will find you, and I will punish you. By any means necessary.
 * Laslow: Oh? And just how do you think you would find me?
 * Xander: I would begin by looking into your past, of course. No one gets through life without leaving footprints. No matter how remote their homeland is.
 * Laslow: Well, you may have a hard time of it then. There are very few footprints of mine in this world, and none of them are old. Besides, I don't know where you'd start with a fake name and appearance.
 * Xander: What?
 * Laslow: ...
 * Xander: Laslow... Are you...
 * Laslow: ... Just kidding! I got you, didn't I?
 * Xander: So, you think it's fun to play pranks, do you? Very well. It appears as though you require stricter disciplinary action.
 * Laslow: What?!
 * Xander: I had planned to end your confinement today, but I think a change is in order. You are to report to my chambers at dawn tomorrow morning.
 * Laslow: What?! Please no!
 * Xander: The longer you protest, the longer your confinement will be. Understood?
 * Laslow: Yes, milord...

A Support

 * Laslow: Agh...my legs are aching like crazy... I hope this ends soon...
 * Xander: Laslow... Have I ever told you about my past retainers?
 * Laslow: No, milord, I don't believe you have.
 * Xander: Before you and Peri, I had another two retainers. They were both remarkable warriors—perhaps even stronger than you two. Both were serious and devoted. Their every action weighed and considered.
 * Laslow: They don't seem very similar to me. Or Peri, for that matter.
 * Xander: They weren't. If anything, they were your opposites. I always thought I would have them at my side even after ascending the throne.
 * Laslow: I see. Then why did you replace them?
 * Xander: I did not. They fell in battle at the hands of powerful Hoshidan soldiers. We were outnumbered. They both gave their lives to protect me.
 * Laslow: Oh...
 * Xander: It's easy to say they died fulfilling their duty. But...I believe that had I been stronger, they would still be alive. They died because I was weak.
 * Laslow: Lord Xander...
 * Xander: Laslow...if you wish to fritter away your life on nonsense, I cannot stop you. But, please... Stay vigilant. Don't ever make me experience something like that again.
 * Laslow: Understood. I will do my best. For you... and for your past retainers.
 * Xander: I am relieved to hear you say that. Thank you.
 * Laslow: Well, I have to admit, it didn't take much convincing. I'm quite attached to my flesh. However, there is a related matter I must speak to you about...
 * Xander: Hm?
 * Laslow: If, after the war, I were to go somewhere. Somewhere far away... If you never saw me again... Would you be angry? Would you be able to forgive me for abandoning you?
 * Xander: ...Yes. I would.
 * Laslow: Oh? Truly?
 * Xander: It is not your company I require. Only that you continue to draw breath. I just want you to ensure you live. Whatever your true name or appearance.
 * Laslow: Milord, I—
 * Xander: Wherever life takes you, remember this: You are not simply my retainer... You are my cherished friend. I wish you only the best in what you choose to do with your life. And, come what may, I will never forget you.
 * Laslow: Nor I you.
 * Xander: Good. Well, then. That will about do it. You may take your leave of me now.
 * Laslow: ...
 * Xander: Is something wrong?
 * Laslow: No. I just...didn't want the conversation to end just yet. We have only a limited amount of time in this world, after all.
 * Xander: You may remain if you wish. I am happy to pass the time with you.

C Support

 * Laslow: Ah! Lady Camilla. Fancy meeting you here.
 * Camilla: Why, Laslow. What serendipity! Out for a stroll, perchance?
 * Laslow: Yes, a change of pace seemed in order. And it appears I chose just the place! Any day on which I run into you, Lady Camilla, is a fine day indeed.
 * Camilla: Are you really so pleased to see me?
 * Laslow: But of course! You're a welcome sight at all times, Lady Camilla.
 * Camilla: Hmhmhm. You don't fool me, Laslow. If what my brother says is true, you say the same to every girl you meet.
 * Laslow: That makes me sound like a scoundrel! I wouldn't be so insincere as to say it to a woman who wasn't worthy. It's just that, to me, every woman meets that criteria...
 * Camilla: How gentlemanly... and how convenient.
 * Laslow: It's no mere excuse. Every woman is beautiful, if you look for it. Even so, your radiance outshines the pack, if I may be so bold.
 * Camilla: Ahaha... why, thank you.
 * Laslow: What do you say we go out for some tea, just the two of us?
 * Camilla: Hmm... I'll do it on one condition. Promise me you won't flirt with or woo any other woman, ever again. Do that, and the tea will be my treat.
 * Laslow: Wh-what you ask of me... it's impossible. There's simply no way.
 * Camilla: Then enjoy your teatime alone.

B Support

 * Laslow: I can't figure you out, Lady Camilla. You have layers...
 * Camilla: I don't think I'm so complicated, am I?
 * Laslow: You're warm and kind... But at the drop of a hat, you can also turn steely and harsh. Yet you seem to wear both attitudes quite comfortably.
 * Camilla: Could the same not be said for everyone?
 * Laslow: Perhaps. But it seems especially true in your case.
 * Camilla: I'm not the enigma you believe me to be. I'm kind to my allies and cruel to my enemies in equal measure.
 * Laslow: You do take a certain relish in showing your enemies no mercy, I've noticed. Watching you in battle makes me relieved that I don't count myself among them.
 * Camilla: Why should I show mercy to my enemies? They are obstacles to be eliminated.
 * Laslow: Is it always so black and white? I wonder. What if your enemy was someone you knew well? Surely you'd hesitate then.
 * Camilla: What a soft heart you have, Laslow.
 * Laslow: Why, thank you, Lady Camilla. I could say the same for you.
 * Camilla: ...It wasn't precisely a compliment. But so long as you never betray me, you will always have my favor.
 * Laslow: As long as you give me withering looks like that, I'd never dream of it...
 * Camilla: Ahaha! Pardon me.
 * Laslow: Please know that I would never betray you regardless, Lady Camila. You may place your utmost trust in me.
 * Camilla: Of course, dearest Laslow. I was just considering the corner cases where you might make the wrong choice. I thought up a fair few deliciously cruel punishments to inflict upon you...
 * Laslow: D-did you now.
 * Camilla: "Punishments" might be the wrong word. "Torments" is more apt for the levels of pain I had in mind.
 * Laslow: I-I'll be sure to factor that in, should the decision every arise...
 * Camilla: Very wise of you. Better to be in my good graces than in my torture dungeons, hmm?

C Support

 * Keaton: Oh! Hey, Laslow!
 * Laslow: Stop right there, Keaton!
 * Keaton: Huh? Why?
 * Laslow: You know why. You're gonna try to show me one of your "treasures," aren't you?
 * Keaton: Ha! Classic Laslow! Yep, you nailed it!
 * Laslow: STOP! DON'T YOU DARE!
 * Keaton: What? Then how am I gonna show you my treasure?
 * Laslow: I don't want to see your "treasure. Last time you showed me one, it was a giant bug! A giant POISONOUS bug! Those boils didn't heal for a week!
 * Keaton: Oh yeah! Your face was so disgusting! That was the best!
 * Laslow: No, it most certainly was not.
 * Keaton: Hahaha—huh? Where'd my treasure go? Oh, it must have escaped.
 * Laslow: I knew it—it was another bug, wasn't it? WAIT! ACK! It's flying right at me! NOOO! Please, stay away, bug! Gods, not again! GYAAAAAAAAH!
 * Keaton: Ha ha ha! Oh, Laslow, you're such a kidder!

B Support

 * Keaton: Laslow! Where are you going?
 * Laslow: Huh? I was just about to go into town. Did you need anything?
 * Keaton: Going to chat up some ladies, huh?
 * Laslow: Ah...what makes you say that?
 * Keaton: I knew it! Well guess what? I wanna try too!
 * Laslow: You want to try chatting up ladies?
 * Keaton: Yep! C'mon! Take me with you!
 * Laslow: I have a bad feeling about this...
 * Keaton: I'm begging you! It'll be fun, right? I just wanna try it once! I promise I'll give it my best shot!
 * Laslow: All right, all right, fine. I'll take you into town with me.
 * Keaton: Woohoo! Thanks, Laslow.
 * Keaton: This is sooooo booooring... Nobody's listened to even one of my stories!
 * Laslow: Of course they haven't. Any sane person wouldn't go within 10 feet of someone waving around a giant bug. Maybe if you stop brandishing the thing at random bystanders, you'll have better luck.
 * Keaton: But I just want to tell them how cool it is. Does no one understand? Ugh. This isn't fun at all. I think I'd rather chase deer than girls.
 * Laslow: It's probably for the best, anyway. I think hunting suits you better.
 * Keaton: Alrighty! That settles it. Let's head back. I'll split whatever I catch with you. I know you could use some cheering up!
 * Laslow: What? Now you're the one consoling ME?
 * Keaton: Hey, the ladies didn't give you the time of day either. The only difference is that you don't have a supercool bug to blame for it!
 * Laslow: Oh gods, you noticed too? How embarrassing...

A Support

 * Keaton: Laaaaslooow!
 * Laslow: Keaton? Wait, what's that you're carrying? It's a bug again, isn't it?! Don't you dare take another step, fiend!
 * Keaton: Relax! It's not a bug this time!
 * Laslow: Oh? Then what is it?
 * Keaton: This!
 * Laslow: Oh. Is that...?
 * Keaton: Yep! A pot lid. With a hole in it! Isn't it neat?
 * Laslow: Oh, is this another one of your treasures? Hmmm... You know, I can't say for sure...but I get the feeling that it's very valuable.
 * Keaton: How'd you know?! You must have a better eye for this sort of thing than thought! See the way the hole is shaped, like it was punched through at different angles? That's super rare! Which is why I wanted to give it to you.
 * Laslow: To me? Why would you give something so valuable to me?
 * Keaton: Oh, no reason. It's just that...you always let me hang around and stuff not everyone does... Er, not that it's a "thank you" or anything like that! It's just common sense to reward kindness with kindness.
 * Laslow: Aw, you don't have to worry about me, Keaton. I know you care.
 * Keaton: I'm not worried about you! This is about karma! It's purely self-interest! But...you ARE my friend, Laslow. I want you to know that. Anyway...that's all. Here ya go!
 * Laslow: I see, I see. Well, I'm honored to receive such a rare gift from so good a friend.
 * Keaton: Perfect! Just make sure to be careful with it, OK?
 * Laslow: But it's already broken, isn't it? Why does it matter if it gets a little more broken?
 * Keaton: Huh. I guess you don't understand after all. I told you, it's broken in a unique way. You don't want to turn it into a normal broken pot lid. Then it'd be useless!
 * Laslow: Haha. I see your point. Very well, then. I'll handle it with care. Thanks, Keaton.
 * Keaton: Good! Now...how about we test it out?
 * Laslow: Test it out? How? I thought it was just for looking at.
 * Keaton: What? No way! You gotta make it fly!
 * Laslow: Make it fly?...You mean like this?
 * Keaton: Yahooooo!
 * Laslow: Wow. Talk about speed!
 * Keaton: I did it! I caught it! Awooooo!
 * Laslow: Uh, nice! Good for you, Keaton!
 * Keaton: This is so much fun! Let's do it again! Again
 * Laslow: Huh? Um...OK. Sure.
 * Keaton: HYAAAA!
 * Laslow: There he goes again. What a strange little game this is. Well, if he enjoys it, I guess it's all right with me.
 * Keaton: I got it! I got it! Thanks, Laslow! You're the best!
 * Laslow: Haha, Keaton really is something else. OK, go wider this time, buddy! I'm gonna throw it as far as I can!

C Support

 * Laslow: Ugh...no luck today either...
 * Peri: Awww... Shot down again, Laslow?
 * Laslow: Peri...
 * Peri: You didn't say anything mean to that girl you were with, did you?
 * Laslow: I don't think so. I was just chatting her up like normal. Honestly, until she stomped off, I thought I was being pretty smooth. I still haven't gotten anywhere with a single, solitary girl...
 * Peri: Really? Maybe you could threaten to kill them if they didn't talk to you! That'd get their attention!
 * Laslow: P-probably, but...I don't want to be the kind of creep who coerces a girl into having tea.
 * Peri: Hmm... I know! I'll have tea with you!
 * Laslow: Really?
 * Peri: Yep! You're a cool guy, after all.
 * Laslow: I am?!
 * Peri: Teehee, you're beet red! Have you struck out with EVERY girl you try to talk to?
 * Laslow: Not so loud! It's embarrassing!
 * Peri: OK, I'll shush! I don't wanna get on my buddy Laslow's bad side!
 * Laslow: Peri...is there something I should know? You keep saying how cool I am and what good friends we are.
 * Peri: Well, sure! We're partners. Just a couple of pals who work for Lord Xander!
 * Laslow: Oh, OK.
 * Peri: But I like you as a person too. 'Cause you kill loads of people!
 * Laslow: Wh...what?
 * Peri: I can tell when someone's killed before. They smell like blood. It's a nice relaxing scent! That's why I get along so well with you!
 * Laslow: Uhhh...?
 * Peri: Come on --- let's go get that tea! We need to hurry back to Lord Xander afterward.
 * Laslow: Ow, my arm! Don't tug so hard!

B Support

 * Peri: Oh, hi, Laslow! I had a blast at our tea party the other day!
 * Laslow: Yeah, ti was fun, wasn't it?
 * Peri: Next time you wanna get tea, make sure to invite me!
 * Laslow: Definitely. One thing, though. Over tea, you were talking about killing your servants. Did that really happen?
 * Peri: Oh, that? Yep! Back home in the mansion, whenever I got mad, THWACK! There'd be so much blood! It was amazing!
 * Laslow: P-Peri! That's horrible!
 * Peri: It is? How come?
 * Laslow: Those servants took care of you, right? It's wrong to kill people who haven't done anything wrong to you.
 * Peri: Huuuuh? What's wrong about it? You kill lots of people!
 * Laslow: Yeah, but...I had to. If I hadn't killed them, they'd have killed me! Your servants weren't trying to murder you were they?
 * Peri: You're making this too complicated. Do you always think about hard stuff like this when you fight?
 * Laslow: Yeah, I try to. Even my enemies probably have families and friends who'd mourn their deaths. Have you never thought about the ones who care about the people you kill? About how sad they must be now that their loved one is dead?
 * Peri: hmm...I dunno...Feels like I wouldn't be too good at fighting if I thought about all that!
 * Laslow: But that's...Nah, we can talk about it later. Sorry, but I'm gonna go for now.
 * Peri: Whaaaaat? Why?! Wait up!...*sniffle* He ditched me! Stupid Laslow! Were they sad when their loved ones died? I...um...

A Support

 * Peri: Laslow...
 * Laslow: What is it, Peri?
 * Peri: That stuff you were saying before? About how it must feel to lose a family member? I realized that I know what that's like.
 * Laslow: Really?
 * Peri: Yep. My mommy was killed when I was little.
 * Laslow: What?!
 * Peri: I remember finding her lying there, covered in blood, on the floor of our kitchen. At first I just thought someone had spilled a lot of tomato juice....It was one of the servants. He loved my mommy so much, he wanted to keep her forever for himself.
 * Laslow: Th-that's awful...!
 * Peri: They punished the servant, of course. But I was little, and all the butlers and maids looked the same to me. I felt like the one who killed my mommy was still there with us in the mansion. So whenever I got upset, I'd take it out on one of them. THWACK! My daddy knew -- he'd watch me do it -- but he never said it was wrong.
 * Laslow: ...
 * Peri: When almost all the servants were gone, I decided to leave home. People told me how good I was at killing in battle, and I started to really like it. I forgot all about my mommy. But after you mentioned it, I thought about it a little bit. All that probably happened because I was sad. There were never any good smells from the kitchen after she died. I never had my mommy's cooking again...
 * Laslow: I'm so sorry!
 * Peri: Eep! Laslow! Why are you hugging me?
 * Laslow: I had no idea, Peri! I shouldn't have said you wouldn't understand what it's like to be left behind. It must have been so awful for you! I mean, it sounds like you tried to block it all.
 * Peri: Laslow? Are you crying?
 * Laslow: No, Peri. I think that's you.
 * Peri: Wow...you're right...Real tears... This is a first...!
 * Laslow: Cry all you want. It's OK. Your mother lives in you, even now.
 * Peri: Really? That's great! Speaking of my mommy's cooking, I can make it now! Is that 'cause she's inside me?
 * Laslow: Yes. And same goes for me. I can dance just the way my mother did. They passed on the things that were most important to them.
 * Peri: Neat! We're two of a kind! That must be why we're partners.
 * Laslow: So as your partner, I have a favor to ask. Can you take a moment before you kill someone? Remember how you felt when your mother died. Think about if they deserve that.
 * Peri: OK...I might not remember all the time, but I'll try to think about it.
 * Laslow: Thank you, Peri.
 * Peri: Hehehe! I feel better after a good cry! You really are my best friend, Laslow!

S Support

 * Peri: Laslow! Look what I did!
 * Laslow: What's with the mountain of food?
 * Peri: I made it all myself! It's a thank-you for listening to my story the other day. It's my mommy's recipe!
 * Laslow: Wow, really? Thanks! Well then, pardon me while I dig in!
 * Peri: Well? Whaddaya think?
 * Laslow: It's really good! The flavor's not too overpowering... I could eat this for days. I'd heard you were a good cook, but you could turn pro with this!
 * Peri: That's bumped up your opinion of me a couple notches!
 * Laslow: Not really. I thought you were great before and I still do. I'm not sure you realize how much I like you, Peri.
 * Peri: Huh? You mean...?
 * Laslow: Yeah. You're not just a capable partner; you're a wonderful woman. I love you, Peri.
 * Peri: Oh my gosh, really?! That's so weird! I feel the same way about YOU!
 * Laslow: What would you think about us getting married?
 * Peri: M-married? To you? Whoa... If I was married, I could be a mommy someday too!
 * Laslow: And...I'd be a dad...
 * Peri: Heeheehee! Your face is all pink! I thought it's the bride who's supposed to blush!
 * Laslow: Very funny. I just think we could be really happy together as husband and wife.
 * Peri: Yep! Me too! I'd love to marry you! I'm going to feed our kids tons of yummy food! Just like my mommy used to make! Oh, hmm. Our kids might think I'm weird if I talk like this, huh?
 * Laslow: What do you mean?
 * Peri: I still talk like a little girl. I haven't changed since my mommy died!
 * Laslow: Oh...You know, I'd love to hear the way you'd sound as an adult sometime.
 * Peri: Really? 'Cause I've been practicing! Wanna see? OK, deep breath...You're important to me, Laslow. I wouldn't want to spend my life with anyone else.
 * Laslow: Peri...
 * Peri: Whoooaaa, that was weird, heehee! How about I stick to my normal self?
 * Laslow: Well, you can't force yourself to change. I thought you sounded good just now, but I like your regular voice too.
 * Peri: Awww, you're too kind! Now you're making ME blush.
 * Laslow: That makes us a matched set, huh?
 * Peri: See! This is why we're partners!
 * Laslow: In battle, and in life, right?
 * Peri: Yep! We're going to be the best mommy and daddy ever!

C Support

 * Laslow: Selena! My heart! How are you today? You look ravishing as always.
 * Selena: ...
 * Laslow: Hm? Cherub got your tongue, my sweet? That's all right--your radiance burns no less brightly for your silence!
 * Selena: Is there really nothing else rolling around in that big, stupid head of yours? Ravishing this, beauty that--does anyone actually fall for that nonsense?
 * Laslow: I haven't a clue what you mean! That seems like a perfectly normal way to address a lovely lady.
 * Selena: Ugh! Are you daft? Of course it isn't! This is exactly why nobody takes you seriously!
 * Laslow: You say that like it's a bad thing.
 * Selena: It is! You're a royal retainer! A soldier! Not some two-bit sideshow clown. You should start behaving instead of making eyes at everything with legs. I swear, you haven't grown a bit since the day I met you!
 * Laslow: Milady, you wound me. I'm a far more proficient flirt than the boy I once was!
 * Selena: That's not what I meant, and you know it! If anything, that's the opposite of growth. You're just a big, dumb baby. A GROSS, big, dumb baby.
 * Laslow: Haha! Ever with the razor tongue. Never change, Selena!
 * Selena: I think I'll pass on that advice. Some of us actually want to mature.
 * Laslow: Ahaha! You say that, but you're just as adorable today as the day we met! So, what would you say to going out to tea to continue this little repartee of ours? Or should I say...repar-tea?
 * Selena: *sigh* In one ear and out the other...

B Support

 * Laslow: Selena, my dove! My tired eyes are rejuvenated by the sight of you!
 * Selena: Ugh, You never learn, do you? You know, someday people are going to get sick of all this empty flattery of yours.
 * Laslow: What are you talking about? I speak only my true feelings.
 * Selena: Really. Your true feelings, huh?
 * Laslow: Just so! For example, I truly feel that you are the very image of loveliness.
 * Selena: You know what? No. This time I'm not going to just get upset. Nope...I'm going to give you a taste of your own medicine... Loverboy!
 * Laslow: Huh?
 * Selena: Hey there, baaaby.
 * Laslow: S-Selena? What are you doing?
 * Selena: Mmm-hmm. Momma thinks you'll do juuust fine. Let me feel those arms! Woo! Shivers! A big hunk like you is just what the healer ordered.
 * Laslow: Stop it, Selena... Please... No! Stop! Don't come any closer!
 * Selena: Aw, you're adorable when you're embarrassed, Lazzy. Me likey. Come on now, let's go get some tea baby. I promise it'll be...hot.
 * Laslow: P-please...no...more... You're making me very uncomfortable, Selena!
 * Selena: Oh, really? Never stops you, does it, you lunk? Gods I can't believe I just did that. I wanted to throw chunks.
 * Laslow: Ah...is it really that bad when I flirt? I never meant to make anyone feel like that...
 * Selena: Do you get it now? Throwing out all those empty compliments isn't nice. And even if they were welcome, you can't just play with people's hearts like that!
 * Laslow: But that was never my intention.
 * Selena: I don't care what your intentions are! It's not your intentions that matter. It's how the other person feels. Do you get it yet?
 * Laslow: OK! I'm sorry! I'll probably think about flirting in a slightly different way! That is, if you'll do me the honor of helping me learn how. Over tea, perhaps?
 * Selena: Really? Really?! Ugh, I give up! You're impossible! *Selena leaves*
 * Laslow: Selena? Hey, I was just teasing! Come back!

C Support

 * Odin: Now I, Odin Dark, shall unlock the eighth scroll, calling forth the fivefold fires! Eternal embers of the soulrealms, rise up from your slumber and consume my foes! KABOOM! KAPOW! "Aiiieeee! Not that, Odin! Anything but thaaa- FWOOM!" Heh. Pathetic. Did nobody ever teach you to be afraid of...the Dark?
 * Laslow: Odin? Are you still not through yet? You've been at it for hours!
 * Odin: Ha! Do not feign surprise. I know you were spying on me. As my archrival, you hunger for my secrets and watch in hopes of learning them. You...Laslow of the Azure Skies!
 * Laslow: I think I prefer "Indigo." Can we make it "Indigo Skies"? In any case, why are you still engaged in such foolishness? It's as childish as ever, and you're not getting any younger, my friend.
 * Odin: Fie and vexations upon you! I am no child! I am a conjurer of...conjurings! Er, wait. No. That isn't right. Let me try again. *ahem*. You'd best watch your tone. I prey upon fools' blood and you've an overabundance. (NAILED IT!)
 * Laslow: Ugh it's no use. You're even worse than before. I suppose I'll just have to tell Lord Leo you skipped training today. Again. Such a shame. You look terrible in irons.
 * Odin: H-Hey! Wait up! Come on, Laslow! Think this through!
 * Laslow: What is there to think through? You are failing in your duties as a retainer. I'm afraid I've no choice but to report you.
 * Odin: I see. How dutiful and virtuous you are. Yes, a man of your integrity would never object to my telling Lord Xander anything. Particularly not about his irreproachable retainer skipping training to flirt with girls? I'd say it's been one...two...three-oh no! It's been every day this week, in fact! Scandalous!
 * Laslow: Wha- You wouldn't dare!
 * Odin: Then swear upon your sword you won't report me to Lord Leo!
 * Laslow: ...Fine. Maybe we should both just get some training done today. Say, how about we have a quick round? It's been a while.
 * Odin: Very well, but you will regret those words. Prepare yourself for the void! ...Heh. It really has been a while. Feels just like old times, doesn't it? It's as though we've gone back in time.
 * Laslow: Yeah, it really does feel that way... Hm. I wonder, where everyone is? All our old friends, I mean...
 * Odin: Probably having a bunch of feasts and fun forgetting all about us.
 * Laslow: ...
 * Odin: I'm joking! It's a joke! You've gotta learn to relaw more, buddy. Now, come on! Today is a special day. For today you learn what "wrath" means! I unveil to you the forbidden tome: Genealogy of the Infinite Pain! It'll hurt so bad, your grandchildren will be wincing years after your death!
 * Laslow: I see. Then I suppose it is time to stop kidding around. I will unveil a secret dueling form, derived from the ancient scrolls of the masters. I give you the Sacred Dance of the Mystic Blade!
 * Odin: No... Can it be?!
 * Laslow: Yes! Bow before the Sacred Dance of the Mystic Blade!
 * Odin: So...I see you've come to understand the importance of secret techniques.
 * Laslow: verily! I learned it from the teachings of the sage Hyoo-Morning Yor Frends.
 * Odin: Very good! I expect no less from Laslow of the Azure Skies! Now, taste my vengeance!
 * Laslow: Let us begin, Odin Dark!

B Support

 * Odin: Hail, friend! Our last sparring match was quite something. Your sacred Dance of the Mystic Blade was quite impressive. Perhaps we should begin charging others to watch the spectacle. We could even get costumes! What do you think, Laslow of the Azure Skies?
 * Laslow: Laslow of the Azure skies...
 * Odin: Hm? Are you displeased with your epithet? I shall ponder another, then. But first I must away to my chamber of nominal contemplations...
 * Laslow: No, that's not it. Something just struck me, all of a sudden. The name "Laslow." It's so familiar now...
 * Odin: It makes sense. It's been a long time since you've answered to another name. The same goes for Selena and myself. It's hard to fathom, isn't it?
 * Laslow: Heh. You were hopeless at first. Always saying our old names. Yet you seem to keep track of all those weapon and attack names, no problem. Any reason these ones tripped you up?
 * Odin: Hey! It was the first time I'd ever had to change my name. I eventually learned. After all, if someone had heard me slip up, it would have aroused suspicion. I couldn't risk us losing our positions as retainers. Our mission was at stake. We must remain close to these people. And so, yes, I eventually learned. It pains me to this day to know we flay our identities so carelessly.
 * Laslow: I assure you, whatever name we go by, our identities are as true as ever. It does feel strange, however...hiding these things from the others. Lord Xander and Lord Leo are good people. It's sad knowing we will have to part ways.
 * Odin: Yes. 'Tis almost enough to tempt one into staying, is it not?
 * Laslow: Yes... Almost... Odin...what are we doing? We should not be making friends with these people. It will only make leaving harder. And it will be hard enough as it is...
 * Odin: What's this? Sadness? What happened to that iron resolve of yours?
 * Laslow: It's fine! I'm not sad! It's just... it's been on my mind lately. Anyway, it's your fault for getting so serious all of a sudden.
 * Odin: Do not blame me for your own failing of courage, Laslow of the Azure Skies.
 * Laslow: I'm not blaming you, Odin. Perish the thought! I'm just saying you were being all mopey, and I felt I had to commiserate.
 * Odin: Mopey? Do you wish to start something?! I'll have you know this tome here contains a forbidden technique! It will turn your insides squishy and set your body aflame!
 * Laslow: Oho! I best it doubles your lame factor too! Shall we test it out?
 * Odin:...
 * Laslow: Wait, what's that say? "Book of Dark Spell Names"?
 * Odin: No! Stop! Give it back!
 * Laslow: That's supposed to set me aflame? Curious. Very curious.
 * Odin: Do you have to look so smug all the time? Come on! Although I guess it's better than all the grimacing you were doing earlier... ...Heh.Just like old times again, eh? Seems to be happening a lot lately.
 * Laslow: Haha. I suppose it is. Except...
 * Odin: Except?
 * Laslow: Never mind. It's nothing. Oh! Look at the time! We should get going before we miss the war council.
 * Odin: Oh, you're right! Let's hurry!

A Support

 * Laslow: Hello, Odin.
 * Odin: What's wrong, Laslow? Has the darkness taken hold of you on this day?
 * Laslow: Odin... Do you think we're still the same people we were back in our time? I mean, how do we know our old memories are truly real?
 * Odin: What do you mean?
 * Laslow: I've just been thinking about it . We've been here for a long while now/ We've been absorbed in our duties as Lord Xander and Lord Leo's retainers. We've made friends and had all kinds of experiences. It's been a whole new life. Sometimes our past just seems so...unreal.
 * Odin: Ah, I get it. you feel disconnected from your old life.
 * Laslow: I suppose so. I just can't shake this feeling lately. We've nothing left of our old lives except each other and our fading memories. I can't help but wonder if my memories of our old world are just a dream of sorts.
 * Odin: Don't be silly. We're the same people. We existed. That world existed. And when we're done here, we're going back. You're just overthinking things. I know we're in over out heads, but that's no reason to start doubting your reality. Besides, if anything is part of a dream, it's this world.
 * Laslow: *sigh* Now I'm starting to wonder if anything is real.
 * Odin: ...
 * Laslow: Do you ever think of our original world anymore? The on we were born in?
 * Odin: I do. Mostly at night. I...have trouble sleeping sometimes because of it.
 * Laslow: Ah. So you too, then.
 * Odin: I also think of the other world. Of seeing my mother for the first time since... Gods, it was wonderful seeing her alive and well after what happened in our time. Oh, and helping our parents and the others defeat the dragon!
 * Laslow: That was a wonderful world. It was such a happy place, too. I mean, after Grima fell. Ah, remember looking for that tiara and then getting chased by a bear? Ha! We made some good memories there, didn't we?
 * Odin: Aye. And none of them were dreams. So cheer up!
 * Laslow: Yeah. You know, when we talk like this, it's hard to deny it was all real. I'm glad we didn't get separated this time. If you guys weren't here, I don't think... I don't think I could bear it.
 * Odin: Laslow...
 * Laslow: Thank you for being here for me. You've made good on your promise.
 * Odin: No problem! But, erm...what promise was that?
 * Laslow: Well, it was a long time ago. Remember that harvest festival we went to? When I was troubled about how we were fighting real people instead of Risen. You said you'd always be a shoulder for me to lean on. And you have been.
 * Odin: Ah, I remember that! Well, I meant every word. In any case, we'll be moving out any minute now. Let's get going, Inigo.
 * Laslow: Wh-what did you just call me?
 * Odin: What's wrong, Inigo of the Indigo Skies? Did you miss hearing your real name? Haha, calm down. It's fine, just this once. No one else is here. Severa can't get mad about something she doesn't know, right? Er. Probably.
 * Laslow: Haha! I guess not. Thank you Owain. I feel much better now.
 * Odin: Ah, he smiles! Perfect! I love seeing my archrival happy.
 * Laslow: Haha. I feel the same, old friend. That, at least will never change.

C Support

 * Effie: 1,203! 1,204! *huff*
 * Laslow: Oh, Effie. Sorry to bother you, but are you terribly deep into your workout?
 * Effie: 1,205! 1,206! *huff* *huff*
 * Laslow: Er... Effie? Perhaps I'm not speaking quite loudly enough...
 * Effie: Laslow? What is it?
 * Laslow: Ah, hello there! I was just wondering if you needed help with anything. If so, I'm at your service!
 * Effie: Help? No... I'm pretty sure that I actually have to do the workout myself... If I want to gain any strength from it. Now, if you'll excuse me...
 * Laslow: Oh, please. Surely I can assist you in some way. Ah, perhaps I can count repetitions!
 * Effie: As you wish. I'm doing 2,000 push-ups, and I believe I'm on number 1,207.
 * Laslow: Two THOUSAND? Gods, that sounds tremendously boring. On second thought... perhaps I could simply offer you a lesson in sparring. What say you? Up for a tussle?
 * Effie: Now you're talking! I'm always looking for new sparring partners. Shall we use weapons or practice hand-to-hand combat?
 * Laslow: I will leave it to the lady to decide, naturally.
 * Effie: OK, let's work on grappling techniques. Let me demonstrate a move I've been working on... HRAH!
 * Laslow: You... you just annihilated that training dummy! Were you planning on using this technique on me?
 * Effie: I never hold anything back in training. How else am I supposed to progress? Plus, I didn't finish my push-ups... so I have a bit of extra energy to burn off, I suppose.
 * Laslow: Riiiiight. You know, I just remembered something Lord Xander asked of me. I'm afraid we'll have to reschedule.
 * (Laslow leaves)
 * Effie: Gah! Another potential sparring partner, scared away... Oh well. 1,207! 1,208! 1,209! *huff* *huff*

C Support

 * Laslow: Hmmm la la laaaa... ♪
 * Soleil: Heya! Whatcha doing? Getting in a little dance practice?
 * Laslow: Yep! What about you?
 * Soleil: I just got back from the village! Today I had tea with about five girls. Kee hee.
 * Laslow: Whaaa?! That many, eh? That's amazing... Suddenly I feel an incredible sense of defeat in terms of my own tea count...
 * Soleil: Heh, don't worry about it. Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses. Unlike you, I'm an awful dancer! I have literally ZERO rhythm. But hey, I can chat up cuties like no one's business! You, on the other hand...
 * Laslow: Wow, you sure know how to rub salt in a wound... Well, I suppose there are worse things than losing out to my adorable daughter.
 * Soleil: Awww, you're the best overly doting parent in the world.
 * Laslow: Hey, now! I'm not overly doting at all! I called you adorable because I honestly think you're adorable!
 * Soleil: Suuuure. Right. You're quick with the compliments, aren't you? Is that how you got Mom to fall for you? Oh! Also, how exactly did you propose to her? Was it romaaaantic, hee hee?
 * Laslow: Soleil! Don't you think that's a little personal?
 * Soleil: Geez, no need to be shy. It'll be more embarrassing for ME to hear about it!
 * Laslow: But if the answer will embarrass you, then why did you ask?
 * Soleil: Hee hee, because I'm so happy right now! And it's probably a cute story! Honestly, it's just so great being able to talk to you about anything like this. We have so much lost time to make up for now that I'm out of the stupid Deeprealms.
 * Laslow: Oh, Soleil... I'm so sorry you had to grow up there. I know how lonely you were.
 * Soleil: Don't worry about it; that's all in the past now. I'm just so happy we're finally together. Nothing will ever tear us apart!
 * Laslow: You really are the best daughter a father could ask for. And the most adorable! Ah, I have an idea! Let's go out for tea so we can keep chatting. What do you say?
 * Soleil: Sorry, but I've had enough tea to last a lifetime. ...Just kidding! Hee hee! That sounds amazing! I have so many things I want to ask you! Oh! Like about how you look so cool during battle! What's your secret?! Now that we're together, I have to be a great fighter so I can protect you. And I might as well look cool while I'm at it, just like you!
 * Laslow: Hmm, so you want to improve your battle skill, do you? I don't know. Honestly I'd rather not put you in any dangerous situations...
 * Soleil: What are you saying?! Waiting around without doing anything to help is absolutely out of the question! You should understand my position more than anybody, shouldn't you?
 * Laslow: Ha ha, all right, all right! I suppose you have a point. But first, we'll start with some relaxing tea. Do we have a deal?
 * Soleil: Deal! Yaaay, this is going to be AWESOME!

B Support

 * Laslow: Are you feeling better, Soleil? Have you had someone tend to your injuries yet?
 * Soleil: I'm OK. I'm also...so very sorry. I promised to make myself useful in battle, but I failed miserably...
 * Laslow: I don't care about whether you won or lost. I'm just glad you weren't seriously injured. More importantly, I want you to explain to me why you did something so reckless. Forcing your way between me and an enemy like that could have gotten you killed!
 * Soleil: If I hadn't done that, you would have been in real danger! When we were out for tea the other day, you said you had one weakness... Diagonal attacks from behind! You said you have trouble blocking those effectively. And that opponent today... That's exactly where he was trying to attack you from...
 * Laslow: I don't care what your reasons were, as noble as they may have been. You are forbidden from putting yourself in danger, even if it's to help me out. On the battlefield, I don't want you looking out for me. Do you understand? The only person you should be worrying about in battle is yourself.
 * Soleil: I'm sorry, but...I can't do that! I have to protect you! I can't stand the thought of losing you...
 * Laslow: And how do you think I'd feel if I lost you? Now do as I say. No arguments.
 * Soleil: I...I can't agree to that...
 * Laslow: Soleil!
 * Soleil: Just stop it! There's no way you could understand how I feel!!
 * Laslow: Huh...?
 * Soleil: You don't know how lonely it was in the Deeprealms... And how scared I was. Every time I watched you leave, I knew it might be the last time I ever saw you. Now that I'm fighting at your side, I want to protect you no matter what! I won't ever EVER let you die! I don't care what happens to me!!
 * Laslow: I understand how you feel.
 * Soleil: *sniffle* Liar...
 * Laslow: I'm not lying, Soleil. I really do. When I was young...I lost both of my parents in a terrible war. My father left for battle and never returned. And my beautiful mother died right before my eyes, trying to protect me.
 * Soleil: No... That's awful.
 * Laslow: That's why I was so terrified earlier... For a moment, I thought I might lose you the same way I lost them... But you were scared too, weren't you? I'm sorry to have put you through that. Thank you, my sweet girl. For saving me, and for being safe yourself.
 * Soleil: So, when you were a kid...you were scared too? Just like me?
 * Laslow: I was. However, since becoming a father, I now understand how my own parents felt. Their intense desire to protect their child, no matter the consequences. Even if it means dying in their stead...
 * Soleil: N-no! You can't! Please, don't even say it!
 * Laslow: Shhh, calm down. I have no intention of dying in battle. I promise to do all I can to stay safe so you don't have to worry about me.
 * Soleil: But on the battlefield, promises are just...
 * Laslow: What? Do you think your dad's promise is meaningless? You can't trust me?
 * Soleil: Of course I can trust you! It's just...
 * Laslow: Thank you, Soleil. I will choose to trust you as well. I believe in your ability to keep yourself safe, so I'll try not to worry so much.
 * Soleil: Dad...
 * Laslow: Please do the same. Do it for me. I need you to focus on staying safe so that neither of us ever have to lose each other. I'll do the same, I swear. Please find it in your heart to believe me.
 * Soleil: ...OK. I believe you. I promise I won't do anything that reckless again.
 * Laslow: Thank you, Soleil. You don't know how happy that makes me.
 * Soleil: But you have to promise to stay with me forever, OK? You can't ever leave me! I'd be really upset if you ever went away somewhere and I couldn't see you again.
 * Laslow: ...If that's what you want, then so be it. I promise to stay by your side, always.
 * Soleil: Yaaaay! Now enough serious talk. Let's go scope out some cuties and drink tea!

A Support

 * Laslow: There, finished! I executed that dance really well this time, if I do say so myself.
 * Soleil: It was wonderful, Dad!
 * Laslow: Argh! Oh... Hello, Soleil. I didn't see you there.
 * Soleil: Hi! So yeah, you were great. You fell out of your turns a little, though. Watch that. And it might be prettier if you stretch your arms a bit higher during that middle part.
 * Laslow: ...
 * Soleil: Is something wrong, Dad? Oh, am I being way too harsh?
 * Laslow: Ha ha, not at all. Sorry, you just reminded me of someone very dear to me. A girl not unlike yourself used to give me similar feedback not too long ago.
 * Soleil: A girl? Who was it?! Was it Mom? Or some other girl you dated? Oh! Or was it a mysterious damsel you totally rescued...? Or maybe-
 * Laslow: Nope! Wrong on all counts. Like I said, you look a lot like her. She was kind, and strong, and she loved me with all her heart. *sigh*
 * Soleil: Hmm, I'm not so sure Mom would like you talking about another woman like that...
 * Laslow: Ha ha, she wouldn't mind at all. I'm talking about my mother. In other words, your grandmother.
 * Soleil: Oh! Well, I guess that's OK then. I was worried for a moment! ... Wait... Um, didn't you say she passed away? I guess she told you about dancing before that?
 * Laslow: No, after. It's a long story...but I got to see her one more time after she passed. She was about the same age as you and me at the time.
 * Soleil: That makes...literally no sense. Ugh, I'm so confused right now.
 * Laslow: It's complicated, for sure. Someday I'll tell you everything. At that time, I'll need you to make a tough decision for me... About whether to remain in this world or return with me to my original world.
 * Soleil: Your original world...?!
 * Laslow: I want to stay with you forever, Soleil... Just as I promised, I won't ever leave you unless you tell me it's OK. But depending on your choice, there might be a chance we have to say good-bye...
 * Soleil: ...
 * Laslow: Soleil, please don't look so sad! Look...the truth is—
 * Soleil: Dad! Let's go out for tea. Like, right now.
 * Laslow: Huh?! Soleil, what's the matter? I thought you'd want to know the full truth...
 * Soleil: Yeah, but...you looked so pained when you were about to tell me about it. That's why I decided to invite you to tea instead so you'll smile again!
 * Laslow: That's very sweet of you. But...
 * Soleil: You don't have to say it, Dad. I love you, and that's all that matters. Please don't force yourself to tell meanything before you're ready. Let's just enjoy being together and not think about the future! I'm having fun already just thinking about the nice time we're going to have! Laughing and spending time with you, and with all our friends... Life is so good right now! Let's worry about the future as it comes.
 * Laslow: Soleil...
 * Soleil: What's with that face, Dad? Aren't you happy to have tea with me? I usually only spend my time on cuties, so you should feel honored!
 * Laslow: I suppose you're right. And yes, I'm very happy.
 * Soleil: Woo! OK, now I'll go find a nonstop wave of cute girls to join us. Don't cute girls make everything better?!
 * Laslow: ...I'm not going to argue with you there, but let's leave cute girls out of this. Today I just want to spend time with my wonderful daughter. Is that OK with you?
 * Soleil: Hmmm... Well, I don't see where you're coming from, but sure!
 * Laslow: Ahaha! You're really just like your old man. Thank you, Soleil.
 * Soleil: I'm just happy I got you to laugh again! ...Hey, Dad? I don't know what happened to you in the past... But I DO know how much you love me now. I know one day you'll tell me everything... And one day, we may even have to part ways... But no matter what, I'll always be your daughter. Always. I love you, Dad. I always have, and I always, always will.
 * Laslow: I love you too, Soleil. Now and forever.

C Support

 * Kana: Hey, Papa. Can I talk to you about something?
 * Laslow: Of course, Kana. What's up?
 * Kana: It's Mama... I feel like she's always treating me like a child.
 * Laslow: Ahaha! That's only natural. You're her son, after all. And a young one to boot!
 * Kana: I know, I know. I just mean I'm not as much of a child as I used to be. I want to help out with things. But whenever I try, she just tells me to go play with my friends instead.
 * Laslow: Oh, I see. You want some responsibilities of your own now, eh?
 * Kana: Right! I want to show her she can rely on me. I wonder if there's anything I could do for her... Maybe something special?
 * Laslow: Hmm... Good question... Well, whenever we have time, I usually try to take your mother out to tea. She seems to love that!
 * Kana: Oh...
 * Laslow: Er...did I say something wrong?
 * Kana: No... It's just that teatime is a special Papa thing. I don't wanna be a copycat. And besides, that wouldn't show her I was responsible...
 * Laslow: Ah, I see. Good point...
 * Kana: Oh, I know! Let's have a contest, Papa!
 * Laslow: A contest?
 * Kana: Yeah! We'll have a contest to see which of us can make Mama happier! Between the two of us, I'm sure we can come up with all sorts of things! Whoever Mama thanks the most wins!
 * Laslow: A little friendly competition between father and son, hm? Sounds great! I accept your challenge.
 * Kana: Really? Yay!
 * Laslow: But remember: I am your mother's husband. I know her better than anyone else. And I don't intend to go easy on you. Besting me will be no mean feat!
 * Kana: That's fine by me, Papa. I'm gonna beat you fair and square!
 * Laslow: Heh. Then may the best man win!

B Support

 * Kana: Hey Papa! I've been making a ton of progress on our contest! How about you?
 * Laslow: Well, I haven't done anything too special yet, but she's thanked me many times. Let's see... I've got a tally right here.
 * Kana: WOW! That's so many! And you got all of these already?
 * Laslow: I was as surprised as you are. I guess I do more for your mother than I realized. Although, what else could one expect of a charmer like me?
 * Kana: Hmph... Well, I'm still not going to lose! Here, see! I recorded all mine too! And the total is...um...
 * Laslow: Ghhk. Y-you got the same number as me! How?!
 * Kana: I do? I do! Haha! Kana's gonna beat you big time, Papa! I don't have to work like you, so I've been spending all day doing things for her!
 * Laslow: So that's your secret! And what kind of things have you been doing?
 * Kana: Mostly I've been trying to help out around camp! I spend each morning making arrows for the fletchers. Then, at lunch, I slice the bear meat and hand out food to the soldiers. Oh, and at night I make sure the mounts are all fed and outfitted for the next day. Plus I do a bunch of other little things whenever I have the time!
 * Laslow: Wow. That's quite a lot of work for someone your age. I'm impressed. You really have been growing up, haven't you?
 * Kana: Huh?
 * Laslow: Oh, just a thought. Wasn't so long ago you were still a cute little pink lump in swaddling clothes. Now, all of a sudden, you're making real, important contributions to the army. Maybe I've been treating you like too much of a child as well.
 * Kana: Heehee. Yeah, I've been working real hard. Soon there'll be nothing I can't do!
 * Laslow: I believe it. And I bet your mother has been very proud all your hard work.
 * Kana: I hope so! And I'm gonna make her even prouder tomorrow!
 * Laslow: Looks like I can't get careless now. Time to heat things up!

A Support

 * Kana: *grumble*
 * Laslow: Hey, Kana!
 * Kana: Hi, Papa...
 * Laslow: What's the matter? I expected you to still be exulting after your little victory the other day. Or has besting your father already lost its charm?
 * Kana: Oh, no. I'm still happy about that, I guess. It's just that I was trying to do things for Mama earlier, and she made me stop. She said I should be spending more time playing around with my friends again. She still thinks I'm just a kid. Haven't I shown her I'm old enough to help out around camp?
 * Laslow: I see, so that's it. I wouldn't worry. It's not you. You're doing good work, I promise.
 * Kana: Then why doesn't she want me to help with anything?
 * Laslow: I think your mother knows full well you're capable of handling these things. But seeing you acting so grown-up makes her feel sad.
 * Kana: Huh? Why?
 * Laslow: Well, she doesn't want to lose her baby boy. She's very, very proud that you're growing up and working so hard. But at the same time, she's worried it means you won't need her anymore. It's a little silly, but it's true. Parents can be funny like that.
 * Kana: So...what should I do?
 * Laslow: I'd say to keep helping out around camp, but don't work yourself so hard. Take breaks to see your friends, play games, go on adventures. You know. And try to spend some quality time with your mother every now and then. Think you can handle that?
 * Kana: But...
 * Laslow: What? Do you not want to spend time with your mother?
 * Kana: No, that's not it! It's just... I feel like that stuff is for babies.
 * Laslow: No, Kana, it's not for babies. It's for children. And your mother wants you to stay a child for just a little while longer. We both do.
 * Kana: Papa...
 * Laslow: Kana, we know that you're growing, and that you want more responsibilities. And we know that you're going to be a fine young man someday. But for now...relax. Don't try to grow up so quickly.
 * Kana: OK. Thanks, Papa. I'll think real hard about everything you said.
 * Laslow: Good. You know... I think it would be good if you spent the night in with your mother. Lemme go talk to her about it.
 * Kana: Wait! What about you?
 * Laslow: What Me? No no no. I've got plans out in to—
 * Kana: But, Papa! I thought you wanted me to enjoy my childhood. It wouldn't be much of a childhood without a Papa...
 * Laslow: Heh. You know just what to say, don't you? All right, all right, fine. Go tell your mother.
 * Kana: Yaaay!
 * Laslow: A night in with the family, huh? It sounds almost too good to be true. This happiness...now this is something worth dying for.