Robin/Male Awakening Supports

C Support

 * Avatar: Can I ask you something, Chrom?
 * Chrom: Uh-oh. Should I be nervous?
 * Avatar: When you found me collapsed and without memory, why did you take me in?
 * Chrom: Well... Because you were collapsed and without memory?
 * Avatar: That's it? Pity was your reason?
 * ​Chrom: Isn't that enough?
 * Avatar: Did you never stop to consider if it was some kind of trap?
 * Chrom: Heh, that's what I had Frederick for.
 * Avatar: But why didn't-
 * Chrom: Avatar, if I see someone hurt or in need. I'm going to help them. That's just who I am, and there's no changing it. Or would you rather I'd left you there, face down in the muck?
 * Avater: No, of course not. I'm thankful for what you did, I truly am. But it scares me all the same. Chivalry and longevity don't often go hand in hand.
 * Chrom: Ha! I wish I had a gold coin for every time I got this lecture.
 * Avatar: I can only offer advice, I'm afraid. You really should be more careful in the future.
 * Chrom: I'm sorry, but no. If it happened again today, I'd do the same exact thing...
 * Avatar: But-
 * Chrom: Peace, Avatar. I have heard your counsel, and I know you mean well. But as I said, this is who I am. I can't change that, nor would I want to.
 * Avatar: I... I understand. If that is your decision, then so be it. Just do try and be careful, Chrom. For my peace of mind, if not your own?
 * Chrom: I will. I promise.

B Support

 * Avatar: Chrom! Are you all right?!
 * Chrom: Er, yes, I'm fine. ...What's got you so excited?
 * Avatar: I heard you were attacked behind the mess tent!
 * Chrom: Pfft! Some local thug approached with a dagger, but he bolted when I drew iron. It was dark... The poor fellow probably thought he was mugging a merchant! Ha!
 * Avatar: You challenged him alone?!
 * Chrom: Well, I wouldn't say "challenged," exactly. More like "shooed away." Can't very well just leave that sort around the camp now, can we?
 * Avatar: By the gods, Chrom! Please, I beg you, do not take any more of these foolish risks.
 * Chrom: Hah! You do realize we're at war, right? Just walking onto the battlefield is a risk.
 * Avatar: I don't fear anyone besting you head-on; I fear you being stabbed in the back! Many of our enemies do not share your sense of honor.
 * Chrom: Do you really think some random cutpurse would get the better of me?
 * Avatar: Shall I list every hero who said that before being poisoned, sniped, or snared?
 * Chrom: Well, I don't think a list is necess-
 * Avatar: You're our COMMANDER, Chrom... Battlefield victories mean nothing if an army loses its leader. You are no longer simply your own man. You stand for all of us.
 * Chrom: Enough... You have a point. You're right...as you always are. I will be more careful. Thank you, Avatar.

A Support

 * Avatar: I hear you've been going on patrol with the couple of the men.
 * Chrom: Only to patrol the immediate area.
 * Avatar: ...You know what I'm going to say, don't you?
 * Chrom: That it's too risky, and I need to be more careful. Yes, thank you, mother.
 * Avatar: But if you know this, then why-
 * Chrom: Look. I understand enemies could be lying in wait to try and kill me... But there could also be others who need my help! There's a war going on, and people are suffering. I can't ignore them. I won't.
 * Avatar: So why not send your men to search for these hapless innocents?!
 * Chrom: Because.
 * Avatar: Becauuuse...?
 * Chrom: Because...of you. If I hadn't been there-if Frederick alone had found you-would we have ever met?
 * Avatar: ...Probably not.
 * Chrom: You see? And it's not just you, Avatar. It's everyone like you. I know going out there exposes me to danger, and I haven't always been careful. But it's a risk I'm willing to take in order to connect with the people. To forge bonds.
 * Avatar: Bonds? Between who?
 * Chrom: You and me. Me and the others. The villagers we've met, the world we've seen... Such bonds are the true strength of this army. Without them, we're lost. Others may disagree, but that's one benefit of leadership: I make the final call.
 * Avatar: It's hard to argue when you use me as your example. But at least let me come with you.
 * Chrom: So you can watch my back?
 * Avatar: That's part of it, yes. But I also want to be there when you find the next me, face down in the field. I want to help you make this army stronger. I want to help you forge new bonds.

C Support

 * Frederick: Your grip, stance, and breathing are wrong. Focus, Avatar. ...Again!
 * Avatar: Ready!
 * Frederick: That's enough for today. Your form has improved considerably. The pace of your progress is remarkable.
 * Avatar: *Huff, huff* Th-thanks... I feel like... I've got the basics *huff* down now... But... S-so tired... *huff* I think I'm dying...
 * Frederick: Ha! You're exaggerating! Or at least I pray so. Otherwise you might as well die here - you won't last long on the battlefield.
 * Avatar: I suppose... but I'm exhausted nonetheless... But you... You've hardly broken a sweat?
 * Frederick: I should certainly hope not. If a little training winded me, I would be in no shape to serve Chrom.
 * Avatar: Well, I'm impressed. You must train hard to build such endurance.
 * Frederick: Well, I awaken before dawn each day to build the campfires... Then, whenever we march, I scout the trail ahead, removing rocks and such... Wouldn't do to have someone turn an ankle mid-campaign, now would it?
 * Avatar: (So that's why... I always thought it was just a fixation with pebble collecting...)
 * Frederick: Beg pardon, did you say something?
 * Avatar: Er, nothing important! But I owe you for this training session, so let me help you with tomorrow's fire. It'll be a snap with my magic. Find a tree, hit it with a lightning bolt, and presto!
 * Frederick: ...Instant forest fire.
 * Avatar: Oh! Well, yes, I suppose that... could happen... In any case, I do still owe you a favor. Whatever you like - name it and it's yours. You needn't decide today, of course. Think it over for the next time we meet.
 * Frederick: I am unaccustomed to asking favors, but if you insist, I shall find something.

B Support

 * Frederick: Hello, Avatar. I've thought about your previous offer.
 * Avatar: The favor? Oh, good! What'll it be? Just say the word.
 * Frederick: I recall seeing you eat bear with great relish shortly after we first met. I should like you to teach me this skill. ...Eating bear, that is.
 * Avatar: I remember that night! Lissa was in a froth. Said it smelled like... old boots, was it? Wait, so you didn't eat any, either?
 * Frederick: I fear I've rarely been able to choke down wild game, and bear least of all. But as the war grows harsher, I can no longer afford to be picky. There may come a day when bear is the only food available to us. Best I train to overcome my aversion now, when our situation is not so dire.
 * Avatar: True, and even the finest knight isn't much use on an empty stomach... All right, then, you're on. Let's get you eating some bear!
 * Frederick: Yes, I will train till I can consume anything, without concern for taste or decorum. Like an animal, or a savage... Or like you, Avatar.
 * Avatar: ......
 * Frederick: Er, Avatar? ...Did I say something wrong?
 * Avatar: Um, no, nothing. Don't worry about it. So, Frederick. You don't have a problem with more common meats, you you?
 * Frederick: Beef and pork are fine. I also enjoy a good chicken on occasion.
 * Avatar: Then let's start simple. Take a bite of this jerky.
 * Frederick: I shall tear into it with gusto! *munch, munch* BLEAGH! G-gamey! S-so gamey! What... *cough* What IS this!?
 * Avatar: It's bear. Leftovers from the same bear we ate that night, in fact! I saved some.
 * Frederick: Eeeaaaaagh! Healer! I need a healer!
 * Avatar: Animal or savage, indeed. How rude of him... Guess he wasn't joking about his aversion to bear, though...

A Support

 * Avatar: Hey there, Fredericson! I've got some new cured meat for you to try...
 * Frederick: I'll thank you not to refer to me by that ridiculous name. ...And I'm not so gullible as to fall for your bear-jerky trick twice.
 * Avatar: Oh? I thought you were serious about getting over this, Frederick. Look, I'm not a monster. I prepared a whole series of meats in order of gaminess. We can take it slow.
 * Frederick: ...Well, I suppose I did ask for this.
 * Avatar: All right then. We'll start with chicken, then pork, then beef.
 * Frederick: *Munch, munch* ...Hmm, excellent so far.
 * Avatar: Next is mutton. It starts to get a little tricky here.
 * Frederick: *Munch, munch* ...This is... manageable.
 * Avatar: You're doing great! Okay, this one's venison.
 * Frederick: *Munch, munch*
 * Avatar: ...By which I mean bear.
 * Frederick: PFFFFFFFT! Augh! By the gods! I'm d-dying! Dying! Ah... It's s-so dark... T-tell Chrom that...
 * Avatar: Oh, stop exaggerating! Otherwise you might as well die here - you won't last long on the battle...field? Whoa. I just had intense déjà vu.
 * Frederick: I said the same to you, once upon a training session. And I was right. If I succumb to this, I can't well protect everyone on the front lines... My body is ready, Avatar! The next sample, if you please!
 * Avatar: You talked yourself back into it? Impressive. And perhaps a little disturbing... Ah, well. Whatever works. Let's finish this, Frederick! Open wide!

C Support

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

B Support

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

A Support

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

S Support

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

C Support

 * Avatar: ...Vaike? What are you up to out here?
 * Vaike: Eh? Me? Up to? Nothin'! Har har! Yessir, just a whooole lot of nothin'. Oh, lookie there! Pretty flowers! I sure do love me a pretty flower, don't you? Yep! Love 'em. All of 'em! ...Say what's your favorite flower, Avatar?
 * Avatar: ...Okay, now I KNOW you're up to something.
 * Vaike: Har har! Nope, not me! Just lookin' at all them pretty flowers is all. Nice, ain't they?
 * Avatar: Liar. You're trying to see who's bathing in the spring over there.
 * Vaike: S-spring? There's a spring? Why, I had NO idea!
 * Avatar: Don't play dumb with me, Vaike! Now stop leering and get back to camp.
 * Vaike: Aw, come on now! You're a man! You know how it is! Don't you ever-
 * Avatar: No. I don't. ...Thank the gods.
 * Vaike: Right little goody two-shoes, ain't ya? Interrupting my fun just when... Oh, fine. Guess I'm done lookin' at flowers. But don't think you can keep me- Huh? What's that?
 * Avatar: That's Sully's horse isn't it? Gods, but it's a fierce-looking brute. Do you see how it's glaring at us? It's almost as if it thinks...
 * Vaike: IT'S GONNA CHARGE! RUN! RUN FOR YOUR LIIIIIIIFE!
 * Avatar: B-but I didn't do anything! Gyaaaaaa!

B Support

 * Vaike: Har! It's the Vaike's lucky day! Sully's horse is dozin' away, and that meddling little-
 * Avatar: Meddling little... what?
 * Vaike: Blast! You again? Er, I mean... Oh, look! A four-leaf clover! Lucky me!
 * Avatar: For that lie to work, you actually need to have a four-leaf clover. You were spying on bathing women again, weren't you?! Don't deny it!
 * Vaike: I DO deny it! ...Besides, what are YOU doing skulkin' around the bushes?
 * Avatar: I was collecting elderberries. For tea. Not that it's any concern of yours! Now keep your voice down! You might wake up Sully's devil steed.
 * Vaike: What do you care if it wakes? I'm the one he's got it in for.
 * Avatar: Not anymore, thanks to you! Ever since that time I caught you snooping, the beast has made me its sworn enemy. If I get within half a league, it's after me like a hound from hell!
 * Vaike: Har har! So the beast has the evil eye for Lord Goody Two-Shoes himself? There's a word for that... What is it... Tip of my tongue... Oh, I know! ...IRONIC! HAR HAR!
 * Avatar: Frankly, being tarred with the same brush as you is punishment enough. In any case, neither of us want to be here if that horse wakes up. Come on, let's get back to camp.
 * Vaike: ...Curses, I truly thought today was going to be the Vaike's lucky... Wait. That evil horse - it's gone!
 * Avatar: V-Vaike... D-don't turn around... It's right... behind you...
 * Vaike: It's... b-behind me? ARRRRRRRRRRRRGH! RUUUUUUUN! FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT'S GOOD AND HOLY, RUUUUUUUUUUUUN!
 * Avatar: WHY MEEEEEEEEE?!

A Support

 * Avatar: Hey, Vaike. Why the long face?
 * Vaike: ...Oh. Hello, Avatar. So, uh... I've been thinkin'. The Vaike's caused ya a lot of grief. I feel bad about it.
 * Avatar: It's not like you to be so introspective. Why does it worry me...
 * Vaike: Well, I was having a bath - you know, down by the spring - and well... These ladies appeared outta nowhere and started pointin' and laughin' at poor Teach! I was stark naked, with my clothes hung up on the far side of the creek! I reckon they were gettin' revenge for those times I... accidentally spied on 'em.
 * Avatar: Huh.
 * Vaike: And that blasted horse was there, grinnin' like a rabid crocodile! It was humiliatin'!
 * Avatar: Well, that does sound unpleasant. Even if you only have yourself to blame. One might call it... Oh, what's the word? Ah, yes: ironic! In any case, can we please assume that you've finally learned your lesson?
 * Vaike: Yeah, now that I know what it's like to be the victim, the Vaike's spyin' days are over.
 * Avatar: Good. I think when you look back on this later, you'll be glad it happened. But, come. No use moping about what's done. The Shepherds need their Teach. They need his passion and his willingness to take on anything or anyone, damn the odds!
 * Vaike: Har har. Now that's the truth! ...You're all right, Avatar. A good friend through and through.
 * Avatar: You... consider me a friend?
 * Vaike: Darn right! You're in the Vaike circle of trust. Not many folk earn that privilege! ...But now that we're friends and all, that means we can ask each other favors.
 * Avatar: Favors? Well, I suppose if there's something-
 * Vaike: I've given up spying, but I owe those girls a good scare! No one makes a mockery of Teach and gets away with it! So put your thinkin' cap on and brew up some kinda revenge scheme, okay? Maybe some way to dump puddin' on their heads or somethin'.
 * Avatar: Pudding, Vaike? Honestly?

C Support

 * Avatar: The others claim it's a ghost, but I refuse to put stock in such things.
 * Kellam: Claim what is a ghost?
 * Avatar: WAAAAAAAAAAH! ...Oh! It's you, Kellam! You surprised me.
 * Kellam: Sorry. You looked a little worried... I just wanted to see if you were all right.
 * Avatar: Well, there IS something troubling me... The men are reporting strange incidents - baffling phenomena that defy explanation.
 * Kellam: Goodness! Like what?
 * Avatar: Well, for example, whenever a group of us gather, drinks materialize on the table. Also, there's always one more cup than people present. But everyone denies that they brought the cup or served the drinks! It's most peculiar. So peculiar, in fact, that some are claiming it to be the work of spirits...
 * Kellam: It's not a ghost.
 * Avatar: Oh, of course it's not. I just don't know what it could possibly-
 * Kellam: It's me. I serve the drinks.
 * Avatar: You? ...But wait. Why would you bring one cup too many?
 * Kellam: That's my cup. I guess it's just that no one ever... notices me...
 * Avatar: What?! That's almost as absurd as the ghost theory!

B Support

 * Avatar: La de dah de dum... ♪ Shanty Pete danced on a barrel of rum... ♪ Oh, hullo?! Where did this drink come from? ...Kellam, are you there?
 * Kellam: Right here. ...In front of you.
 * Avatar: Ah, yes, of course - now I see you. Thank you for the drink!
 * Kellam: I didn't want to interrupt while you were humming there. Sorry...
 * Avatar: Not at all! I was just taken aback when the cup seemed to appear at my elbow...
 * Kellam: Um, yes. Sorry... again...
 * Avatar: You know, Kellam, if you want people to notice you more, you should speak up.
 * Kellam: Oh, I'm not looking to be noticed. Not especially, anyway.
 * Avatar: Well, if that's your plan, I have to say you are succeeding brilliantly.
 * Kellam: Plus whenever I do speak, people start screaming about hearing voices... At least, that's what happened at dinner last night...
 * Avatar: Heh, so that WAS you... Half the camp refused to come out of their tents for fear of the "ghost"!
 * Kellam: Sorry!
 * Avatar: Stop being sorry! It's their own fault for being such superstitious hens.
 * Kellam: Yes, but I understand now why people react so strangely whenever I do them favors. Next time I bring tea for everyone, I'll be sure to shout what I'm doing. And I'll try to stop standing sideways... Or in shadows. Or behind barrels...
 * Avatar: Splendid idea, Kellam! That's the spirit! We'll get you noticed yet.

A Support

 * Kellam: Eh? A slice of crowberry pie? What's this doing here?
 * Avatar: It's for you, Kellam.
 * Kellam: Avatar! Y-you saw me!
 * Avatar: The trick is to squint and look sideways. I've been working on it here and there. Anyway, you're always so helpful to everyone else, I wanted to return the favor.
 * Kellam: ...Thanks.
 * Avatar: Not at all. It's the least I can do.
 * Kellam: Gosh, you really are good to me, Avatar. I know I said I don't do it for thanks, but it IS nice to hear... especially from you. ...Well, guess I'll be going now.
 * Avatar: What in the... How did he DO that?! He just vanished!
 * Kellam: Er, I'm right over here. Straightening up these axes.
 * Avatar: ...Oh, right. Of course. I knew that. It's just that you gave this enigmatic smile, turned to the left, and then... disappeared! Almost as if you'd achieved enlightenment and transcended this mortal plane!
 * Kellam: ...That's some imagination you have.
 * Avatar: Ha ha. Yes, well... perhaps I've read a few too many morality plays as of late. In any case, forget the axes for now - everyone is waiting to see you.
 * Kellam: Me? ...But why?
 * Avatar: They all want to apologize for making such a fuss about the supposed hauntings.
 * Kellam: ...Oh, um, I don't know. That sounds like an awful lot of attention...
 * Avatar: Sometimes, Kellam, we all have to stand up and be noticed.
 * Kellam: All right. But if I'm feeling shy, I might have to transcend to a higher plane again.
 * Avatar: Ah-HA! I KNEW IT!
 * Kellam: That was a joke! A joke? ...Ha ha ha? ...Avatar? Why are you backing away from me like that...?

C Support

 * Libra: ......
 * Avatar: Oh, hello, Libra. What are you up to?
 * Libra: I'm drawing a picture.
 * Avatar: Whoa, that's very good! Great shading, exquisite detail, and through it all, an air of melancholy... It's very like you.
 * Libra: Melancholy? Truly?
 * Avatar: I don't mean that in a bad way! Actually, you should probably just ignore me... I know very little when it comes to fine art.
 * Libra: Well, to be honest, I don't know much about it either.
 * Avatar: Really? But you're so talented!
 * Libra: I've been told my pictures are technically proficient, but lack artistic soul.
 * Avatar: Poppycock! I mean look at this sketch - it's BURSTING with soul! I bet whoever told you that was simply jealous of your talent.
 * Libra: Well, I appreciate the sentiment. Here, you can have this if you like it so much.
 * Avatar: Are you sure? You didn't draw it on commission or anything?
 * Libra: I don't ever do drawings on request. ...No exceptions.
 * Avatar: Well, if it's not meant for anyone else, then yes, I'll gladly accept. Thank you.

B Support

 * Avatar: Tsk! I just can't get this color right.
 * Libra: Er, Avatar? You have paint on your cheek. ...And your chin. ...AND behind your ear.
 * Avatar: Oh, er, so I do. Whoops!
 * Libra: Are you trying your hand at painting?
 * Avatar: Yes! Seeing your drawing has inspired me to take up the palette myself... But, I fear I'm wasting my time. Just look at this muddy slop! Clearly when the gods distributed artistic talent, I was in the outhouse.
 * Libra: The gods would have waited for you, I'm sure. But let's take a look... Oh...dear. Er, it's a portrait of Lissa, is that right? You picked an odd color for her face... And the left eye is rather... oblong. Still, a fine first effort! We can't expect to be perfect straightaway.
 * Avatar: ...It's a pegasus. And it's NOT my first try. It's my 100th.
 * Libra: Oh. ...Oh, dear.
 * Avatar: You don't have to say anything. I can see it in your face - I should just give up.
 * Libra: N-no, I wouldn't go that far!
 * Avatar: I would. Still, this little experiment helps me realize just how talented YOU are. I look at that picture you gave me every day, you know?
 * Libra: Not EVERY day, surely?
 * Avatar: Each night before I sleep! It fills me with a wonderful sense of peace. I'm always worried it'll get damaged when we march,so I pack it very carefully.
 * Libra: You're the first person who's ever valued one of my works so highly. And though pride be a sin, I'm... pleased that you treasure it so.

A Support

 * Avatar: *Sigh*
 * Libra: What's wrong, Avatar? You seem most upset.
 * Avatar: I am, Libra. I am... That wonderful drawing you gave me was torn to shreds. It's ruined completely.
 * Libra: During the last battle, I assume? When we were suddenly forced to break camp?
 * Avatar: Yes, exactly. I had no time to pack it away properly, and so... Oh, I miss it already...
 * Libra: Don't get upset, Avatar. I can draw you another one.
 * Avatar: But you said you never draw pictures by request. Remember?
 * Libra: For you, I will be delighted to make an exception!
 * Avatar: Really? Oh, thank you! What will it be?!
 * Libra: Well, I haven't thought about it. What kind of picture would you like?
 * Avatar: How about a self-portrait?
 * Libra: Er, you want to hang a picture of me on your tent wall? The picture that you look at every night before sleeping?
 * Avatar: Why not? You are one of my closest friends, after all. Is that a problem?
 * Libra: Well, it's just that the last time I did a self-portrait, everyone thought it was a woman. Even after I specifically tried to play up my more manly features...
 * Avatar: That... must have been embarrassing.
 * Libra: Well, not that it matters. It's hardly my fault if people can't see the blindingly obvious, is it?
 * Avatar: Er, right. So, no self-portraits... How about a portrait of me, then? It can be a keepsake for when I get old, to remind me I was once young and handsome!
 * Libra: A most challenging request, but I will pray that Naga guide my hand!
 * Avatar: Er, someone less understanding could take that the wrong way, you know...

C Support

 * Olivia: 248... 249... 250! Phew, that's all of 'em! ...Still a long way to go, though.
 * Avatar: What are you doing, Olivia?
 * Olivia: EEEEEEEEEK!
 * Avatar: Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to startle you.
 * Olivia: Oh. It's okay, Avatar. I just didn't see you there.
 * Avatar: Um, so if you don't mind me asking, what's in the bag there?
 * Olivia: Hm? Bag? What bag? Ooooooh, THIS bag! Er, it's nothing really. Just a few coins...
 * Avatar: Keeping a secret stash, are you?
 * Olivia: It's money I've been saving out of my wages, I'll have you know! Sheesh. "Secret stash" indeed. You make it sound so sinister.
 * Avatar: I'm sorry. I certainly didn't mean to imply anything untoward. I'm just impressed is all. It takes real dedication to save on a soldier's pay.
 * Olivia: Oh! Thank you, Avatar. Such praise means quite a lot coming from you...
 * Avatar: It does? Huh. I've never thought of myself as anything spec-
 * Olivia: Aaaaaaaaanyway, I've got to run. I'm on mess duty tonight. You know what they say, right? A hungry Shepherd is a big jerk!
 * Avatar: Is that what they say? I had no idea. ...Ah! Olivia, wait! You dropped your secret stash!
 * Olivia: Will you PLEASE stop calling it that?! You make it sound like I stole it or something. People will get suspicious!
 * Avatar: Well, whatever you want to call it, you're losing it as we speak! Look at all the coins rolling down the hill!
 * Olivia: ARRRGH! Why do coins have to be so darn round!

B Support

 * Avatar: So, Olivia. How goes the saving?
 * Olivia: Pah-fectly whell, my good mahn! Now be a dear and fetch me some cav-iah?
 * Avatar: Um, are you all right?
 * Olivia: Of course! I found a book that teaches how to talk like a noble, so I'm practicing.
 * Avatar: Oh. I thought maybe a bee had stung your tongue...
 * Olivia: I did NOT sound like that! ...Or did I? Oh, gods, I DID! This stupid book is useless. Do you realize I've been talking like that all day? Gods, how embarrassing!
 * Avatar: Oh, it wasn't as bad as all that. Just unexpected is all. I'm sure if you keep practicing you'll get the hang of it.
 * Olivia: You really think so?!
 * Avatar: Er... sure. But listen, I wanted to ask something: What are you saving up for?
 * Olivia: You mean my big bag of loot? ...I want to build a theater.
 * Avatar: A theater? You mean, with a stage and stands and seats and everything?
 * Olivia: YES! And fly lofts and trapdoors and a huge proscenium arch! A place where people of all walks of life can experience the wonder of dance.
 * Avatar: When you say dance, are you referring to YOUR dancing?
 * Olivia: Well... kinda, yeah. Why? Does that sound egotistical? Because I-
 * Avatar: Wonderful! I'll be first in line when it opens!
 * Olivia: Why, thank you, Avatar. How kind of you!
 * Avatar: But building a theater is quite an undertaking. It'd cost a fair bit of coin.
 * Olivia: I know, I know. I suppose it's all a bit of a pipe dream...
 * Avatar: Say, I have an idea. Why don't we join forces and construct it ourselves?
 * Olivia: Oh, gosh, no! I don't even know which way to point a hammer.
 * Avatar: Well, I might not look it, but I know a thing or two about carpentry. Come on, it'll be fun!
 * Olivia: Okaaay, but... you really think we can pull this off ourselves?

A Support

 * Avatar: ...Phew! Finished at last!
 * Olivia: We did it. I still find it hard to believe, but we actually did it.
 * Avatar: What do you think? Do you like it?
 * Olivia: It's... it's even more beautiful than I imagined! *sniff*
 * Avatar: Good! It's nice to know all that work wasn't in vain.
 * Olivia: ...There's just that one teeeeeeny-tiny issue with the size.
 * Avatar: ...Ah.
 * Olivia: It's going to be difficult to dance in a theater that fits in the palm of my hand. ...Not that I'm complaining or anything.
 * Avatar: Yes, but the perfect venue for a flea circus!
 * Olivia: I don't want a flea circus!
 * Avatar: Heh, I know. In any case, as small as it is, it's still a theater that WE built. Now that we know how it's done, it should be a simple matter to scale everything up.
 * Olivia: You think so?
 * Avatar: Absolutely! Always have a plan, I say.
 * Olivia: Well, if you think so, then I believe it! Besides, working with you is so much fun, it hardly feels like work at all. So, only... what? A few more decades? And we'll build a fabulous, human-size theater! ...Hmm. You sure it wouldn't just be easier to save up my money?
 * Avatar: Now, now! You promised not to talk about that again, remember?
 * Olivia: Oh, right. Sorry. Well, I have a new, special dance I made to celebrate our new performance space! Would you... Um, would you like to see it? I mean, if you're busy, that's fine...
 * Avatar: I can always make the time to watch one of your dances!
 * Olivia: Hee hee! Okay, I might be a bit rusty, but I'll do my best. I've been saving this for when the new theater was ready...
 * Avatar: Ah, this IS fun, isn't it? The only thing better than having a dream, is making it come true with a friend!
 * Olivia: Thanks, Avatar. I couldn't do it without you.

C Support

 * Avatar: Phew! I think that's enough for one day.
 * Lucina: Good evening, Avatar. I wonder if I might have a word?
 * Avatar: Hello, Lucina. What can I do for you?
 * Lucina: There's something important I want to talk to you about. ...And only to you.
 * Avatar: That sounds a bit ominous...
 * Lucina: Specifically, it's about the future events of my own terrible time. I've told my tale before, but I want you, more than anyone, to understand its import.
 * Avatar: I see. Please, continue.
 * Lucina: In the future, almost no corner of our world is safe for humans. Risen prowl the land as masters of all. The people cower in terror, helpless.
 * Avatar: It sounds like a nightmare come true. I can scarce imagine it...
 * Lucina: It is a hell on earth. That is why, we cannot - we MUST not - lose this war. Do you see that? You must ensure that Chrom and this brave army avert catastrophe.
 * Avatar: I will do everything in my power, Lucina. I swear it. I will never stop fighting for you, and Chrom, and all the people of the world.
 * Lucina: ...That is what I wanted to hear. Thank you, Avatar.
 * Avatar: ......

B Support

 * Lucina: ......
 * Avatar: Lucina? What are you doing out here all alone?
 * Lucina: Ah, Avatar. I was just thinking about the future again. My future, I mean. I wonder how everyone is managing now. Do they still live, or...?
 * Avatar: I can scarce imagine what horrors you experienced in such a hard, cruel world. A future that was lost... That we could not save... Tell me, are there others like you there? People who fight against the Risen?
 * Lucina: Of course. Remnants of armies from the old dynasts survived here and there. We gathered in the last safe corner of the land and united to fight against the tide. But we knew that one day even that final refuge would be overrun...
 * Avatar: Then the future of humanity depends on what we do in the here and now.
 * Lucina: Yes, and my father is the key. Without him, that future WILL come to pass. Our struggle there can only postpone the inevitable, not alter it. When I fight for my father, no matter how terrible the foe, or how powerful... I know that I have no choice. I simply cannot lose.
 * Avatar: You are burdened by the knowledge that you must conquer fate itself. I'm sure it is a terrible weight to bear, but you must remember something...
 * Lucina: What is that?
 * Avatar: You don't have to do it alone. You have friends ready to aid you against whatever you face. And your father has an entire army ready to fight and die for him. ...And you also have me, for whatever that may be worth.
 * Lucina: It is worth a great deal, Avatar.
 * Avatar: Perhaps I can never truly understand where you come from and the world you lived in. But I do know that we can help you.
 * Lucina: Th-thank you, Avatar. Your words give me strength.

A Support

 * Avatar: Hello, Lucina.
 * Lucina: Hello, Avatar. Were you looking for me?
 * Avatar: Yes, actually. I wanted to ask you something about the future.
 * Lucina: What do you want to know?
 * Avatar: In your future, Chrom is dead, correct?
 * Lucina: ...Yes. He was betrayed by his closest friend, or so the story goes. That is why I placed myself here in his army - because I trust no one close to him.
 * Avatar: You've made it your mission to save him - and indeed, nothing is more important. But it must be a hard thing to suspect and distrust every ally.
 * Lucina: ......
 * Avatar: Lucina, you're very important to me, and I can't stand to see you neglect yourself.
 * Lucina: Avatar... I...
 * Avatar: You have to look after yourself, as well as your father. I mean, what would happen to him if you were to collapse under the strain?
 * Lucina: I... can handle it.
 * Avatar: Perhaps. Just... Will you promise me to take better care of yourself?
 * Lucina: For you... yes.
 * Avatar: Ah... a relief to hear.
 * Lucina: And a relief for me that you care, Avatar. Thank you.

S Support

 * Avatar: Hello, Lucina.
 * Lucina: Avatar? Fancy meeting you here.
 * Avatar: Actually, I followed you. I, er... wanted to give you these.
 * Lucina: Oh, Avatar! Did you pick flowers for me? They're absolutely beautiful, and they smell heavenly!
 * Avatar: ...I'm glad you like them.
 * Lucina: We have no flowers in my world. The whole land is barren. ...But enough of that. Tell me, Avatar, what are celebrating?
 * Avatar: Nothing, really. I just thought you could use some cheer.
 * Lucina: You really shouldn't worry about me so...
 * Avatar: It's no trouble... I... You're a dear friend, and I want to do anything I can to help.
 * Lucina: ......
 * Avatar: ...... ...Actually, I'm not being entirely honest. You ARE dear to me, of course, and the daughter of a true friend. But...
 * Lucina: But...?
 * Avatar: But you are more than that. Much more! I didn't pick that bouquet to cheer you up. I did it because... Because I'm in love with you.
 * Lucina: What?
 * Avatar: Lucina, I've fallen helplessly in love with you! I tried not to, but I couldn't help it!
 * Lucina: Oh, Avatar...
 * Avatar: We've been through so much, and I know many trials still await us... But no matter what happened or is yet to come, my feelings cannot change! I love you, Lucina. With all my heart.
 * Lucina: I... I'm so glad you told me all this. ...Because you are in my heart as well.
 * Avatar: Truly? Oh, those must be the sweetest words I've ever heard! Lucina, I promise you, no matter what: I will be here for you and Chrom. Whatever road you choose to follow, I shall follow it at your side.
 * Lucina: And we won't rest until we reach the end! Together!
 * Lucina: I love you. And no matter what the future holds, I'm going to cherish every moment.

C Support

 * Donnel: Nah, still no good. The hook's too big. Maybe if I... Naw, that ain't it neither!
 * Avatar: Donnel? What are you trying to do?
 * Donnel: This dang fishin' hook I'm makin' just don't wanna work for me. See here? Way it is now, the fish'll just slip right off soon as it starts fightin'.
 * Avatar: Ah, yes. It needs a barb on the inside. Here, may I? ...There we go.
 * Donnel: Wow, thanks! I owe ya one, Avatar. How'd ya know so much about fishin' hooks anyhow?
 * Avatar: Oh, just something I read about at one time or another.
 * Donnel: Shoulda guessed. You always got yer nose in one dusty book or another. I just wish there was some way I could return the favor. Say, you know anythin' 'bout buildin' snares? I'm actually a pretty good trapper.
 * Avatar: Not much, I'm afraid. Perhaps you'd teach me some basic traps sometime?
 * Donnel: Darn tootin' I will! We can start with a box trap. Ain't nothin' to it.
 * Avatar: Sure, sounds great!

B Support

 * Avatar: Hey, Donny! You remember that box trap you helped me make? Well, I caught a boar! Just look at the size of this thing!
 * Donnel: It's near as big as this fish I caught thanks to yer tricky hook!
 * Avatar: Goodness, I think we're going to have leftovers tonight.
 * Donnel: Heck, if we smoke that boar'a yours, we'll be set for a month.
 * Avatar: Boar jerky? My mouth's watering just thinking about it... Oh, and speaking of, I was working on ways to improve that trap. I think I've got a better trigger figured out. You should come by and take a look.
 * Donnel: Swell! I got a new hook I wanted to show ya, anyhow.
 * Avatar: Ha ha, listen to us! We're obsessed.
 * Donnel: Heh, ain't that the truth? We ain't even on larder duty!
 * Avatar: We should be, the way we're stockpiling provisions.
 * Donnel: I wager the others'd think we're a right pair of greedyguts, way we's goin'.
 * Avatar: I know! Ah ha ha!

A Support

 * Avatar: Do you cook, Donny?
 * Donnel: Sure - if I ain't got a choice. You?
 * Avatar: I've only poisoned myself twice!
 * Donnel: You say that like yer proud! But ain't much use to all this meat if we can't do nothin' with it.
 * Avatar: Do you want to have a go? At cooking it, I mean? I'll bet if the two of us put our heads together we could up with something.
 * Donnel: No harm in tryin'.
 * Avatar: Gah! The fish! You're burning it!
 * Donnel: And yer stew is boilin' over!
 * Avatar: HOOOOOOT! Hot! Hot! Hot!
 * Donnel: You all right?!
 * Avatar: Ow... Y-yes, I think so. It's just a little burn.
 * Donnel: You gotta cool that, quick! Take this... Aw, horse apples! We're outta water! I'll go draw some. Don't move! I got the water! Stick yer hand in there!
 * Avatar: Ahhhhhhhhh...
 * Donnel: I reckon there WAS harm in us tryin' to cook.
 * Avatar: Still, I'd say it was worth it. At least I got to learn something about you.
 * Donnel: And what's that?
 * Avatar: You've got a cool head in a crisis. You were quick on your feet and kept it together. Thanks again for the water.
 * Donnel: Shucks. Ain't nothin' nobody else wouldn'ta done...
 * Avatar: Don't be so modest. You certainly... *sniff* *sniiiiiif* Er, Donny? Is something burning?
 * Donnel: The fish! The fish is still on the goldurn fire!
 * Avatar: I think the harm is starting to outweigh the benefit now. Let's just throw some dirt over these cookfires and slink away. Er, and perhaps we'll not mention this to anyone else, eh?

C Support

 * Owain: ...I leap into the center of the enemy formation, blade drawn, and spin! I'm no longer a man, but a whirling dervish of death and steel!
 * Avatar: What are you doing, Owain?
 * Owain: Oh, greetings, Avatar. I'm chronicling the saga of Owain Dark, Avenger of Righteous Justice. It's a tale of blood and honor and me being generally amazing.
 * Avatar: Owain Dark?
 * Owain: A title bestowed upon me by the masses, born of equal parts fear and love! What began as rumor soon became legend, and my name spread throughout the world!
 * Avatar: Do people actually call you that? I mean, real people? Who exist?
 * Owain: ...Not yet. But they will!
 * Avatar: Well, it's good to dream big, I suppose.
 * Owain: Any man can dream. But only a legend can become a myth!
 * Avatar: Only a legend can become... You know what? Good for you. Whatever floats your boat, I say. But as a tactician, I'd advise against jumping into a pack of enemies.
 * Owain: HA HA HA! WORRY NOT, MORTAL!
 * Avatar: Gah?!
 * Owain: I spy a pack ten men strong and charge into the fray! One swipe, and two fall! I lock swords with the third... CHING! His guts spill forth upon the earth! As the fifth falls, the sixth flees, driven mad. A cut and a slash and three more are done! "I bear you no ill will," I cry as I slay. "Rest in peace! Or rest in PIECES!" As the dust settles, only two men yet stand. My showdown with the evil general begins!
 * Avatar: There's an evil general?
 * Owain: My sword flashes out, a flickering blur of cold blue steel. Ka-thwack! Schwing! "Ha ha ha! I'm impressed, General. No one has blocked that before." The general wobbles on unsteady feet and then drops to his knees in shame. "Mercy, Owain Dark! Have mercy on me! For I cannot abide another mighty blow!"
 * Avatar: (It's like watching some kind of bizarre one-man theater performance...)

B Support

 * Owain: Time to weave another brilliant tapestry of tactics for use in my future battles. Today, I run the gauntlet through the very heart of enemy territory: Castle Doom! Which means it's guaranteed to end with a dramatic rooftop showdown. All right. Here we go... I take the vanguard, sprinting toward the castle gates a step ahead of my allies!
 * Avatar: Hello, Owain. Are you... visualizing future combat scenarios again?
 * Owain: I am indeed, my inquisitive friend. And in this week's thrilling episode, I conquer Castle Doom!
 * Avatar: (Single-handedly, no doubt...)
 * Owain: What was that, Avatar?
 * Avatar: Nothing! Nothing at all.
 * Owain: Then let the carnage begin! The mission is simple: take the wicked lord of Castle Doom... alive! For he is the only one who knows the location of the orphan hostages!
 * Avatar: Wait, why would anyone hold orphans hostage? Who would pay the rans-
 * Owain: But at the lord's side stands a stunning female knight of legendary skill. I don't have the luxury of a cautious fight. If we dance, the cowardly lord will flee! I trust my allies to guard the exits, and the rooftop duel commences!
 * Avatar: Wait, when did you get on the roof?
 * Owain: I lock eyes with a woman whose sword has toppled dynasties! Our blades meet, and in that instant we each understand the mettle of the other. She smiles then, a slender thing, as a single tear works down her cheek. "At last," she whispers, "a worthy foe."
 * Avatar: ...Yes? And then?! Don't stop when it's actually getting good!

A Support

 * Owain: Ahoy hoy, Avatar!
 * Avatar: Oh, hello, Owain.
 * Owain: Any interest in hearing the next episode in the ongoing saga of Owain Dark?
 * Avatar: Um... I don't know. I was going over these plans for our next bat-
 * Owain: Right then! This time we finish it, for once and for good! It's time to wrest peace from the clutches of evil!
 * Avatar: -tle. Okay, then. Never mind. I guess we'll all just be killed.
 * Owain: You say something?
 * Avatar: Nothing important.
 * Owain: Right, then. Where were we? Ooh, yes! We left off at the big showdown between me and the legendary knight! Okay, so I beat her.
 * Avatar: ...That's it? You beat her...? Isn't that a bit, I don't know... anticlimactic?
 * Owain: She was good. No, great! But even she was no match for the fearsome Owain Dark! AND YET! Our tortured hero now finds himself in a shocking crisis!
 * Avatar: Here we go, that's more like it...
 * Owain: It seems the cowardly lord of Castle Doom is even stronger than his shapely knight! My allies drop their weapons and flee for their lives, leaving me as the only hope! We circle each other for what seems an eternity, then begin a clash for the ages! He raises his blade and brings it down with earth-shattering force! SCHWOO! But I leap to the side with feline grace, and his sword finds only air! He changes his grip and slashes upward, but is speared by my blinding thrust!
 * Avatar: ...Oh. That wasn't so tough, was it?
 * Owain: Y-yeah, well, I read his intent by watching his right shoulder and leading foot. The speed of my thrust came from shifting my weight to the back leg.
 * Avatar: ...Huh. I'm surprised you put that much thought into the details.
 * Owain: You wound me, sir! The saga of Owain Dark has always been a simulated training exercise. Every prudent warrior envisions possible scenarios and crafts tactics to best them.
 * Avatar: So this is just your way of practicing sword forms?
 * Owain: ...Something like that, I guess. Except that my method is a lot more entertaining.
 * Avatar: I suppose people learn more quickly with a training style that suits them. I owe you an apology, Owain. I thought this was but egotistical fluff. You've shown me that there are as many ways to train as there are to fight.
 * Owain: I'm glad you finally ken the true genius of Owain Dark, mortal!
 * Avatar: You may make a legend after all, my friend. I look forward to watching your progress.
 * Owain: Owain Dark never disappoints. Just be sure to come back next time for the next thrilling installment!

C Support

 * Inigo: Hello, Avatar. You busy?
 * Avatar: No, not really. Did you need a favor?
 * Inigo: Ha ha! No, it's nothing like that. I just figured it wouldn't kill me to spend time with the fellas once in a while.
 * Avatar: Ha! You mean instead of chasing girls hither and yon? Yes, I'd say taking a break once in a while is definitely healthy.
 * Inigo: Oh! Speaking of healthy, did you try that vegetable cantina in the last town? You would not BELIEVE how cute the serving wench was!
 * Avatar: You're taking a break from chasing girls, to talk to me about... chasing girls?
 * Inigo: She actually blushed when I said hello. Talk about sweet? I could bottle that! You can't tell me you wouldn't want to share a cup of tea with a lady like that? Plus if she's blushing, that usually means she's interested. Grrrawl!
 * Avatar: I... suppose so? So what happened next? Did you have that cup of tea?
 * Inigo: ...Alas, she dashed my hopes. I asked when her shift ended, and she said "After your bedtime"! Ha! But what a wit! Ah ha! Ah ha! ...Ha.
 * Avatar: She must get many such requests. Perhaps she's simply tired of them.
 * Inigo: Or perhaps I just need to ask with more confidence! Ladies love confidence.
 * Avatar: Heh, you don't let much slow you down, do you?
 * Inigo: I can't waste time moping about one rejection when so many ladies remain! Still, thanks for cheering me on, Avatar!
 * Avatar: ...Is that what I was doing?

B Support

 * Inigo: Heeeeey, Avatar!
 * Avatar: Well, you sound chipper, Inigo.
 * Inigo: Of course! Nothing scares the ladies away like a frown, so I'm all smiles, all the time!
 * Avatar: It always comes back to that, doesn't it?
 * Inigo: Oh, that reminds me! So I told you about that restaurant I ate at, right? The one with the cute waitress?
 * Avatar: Let me guess: you met another woman there.
 * Inigo: She was absolutely gorgeous! And sitting just one bench away!
 * Avatar: How did I know?
 * Inigo: Well, we both finished eating, but right before I turn on the ol' Inigo charm... This huge knight lumbers up and gives me the stink eye! Well, actually he started yelling in some weird language and waving a sword around. But that's close enough to the stink eye where I come from.
 * Avatar: Sounds like you made a narrow escape.
 * Inigo: Ha! I know! I was out of there like a greased pig at the harvest festival. Even I'm not crazy enough to hit on another man's special lady friend.
 * Avatar: This could be a good learning experience. Maybe next time you'll think twice before leering at every woman you see.
 * Inigo: Oh no! The way I see it, each failure is just more practice for my next encounter! And speaking of which, there's this redhead...
 * Avatar: ...This boy is utterly hopeless. Still, I guess everyone needs a hobby. I just hope he doesn't end up on the end of a lance one day...
 * Inigo: Avatar? Avatar, are you listening to this?

A Support

 * Inigo: Say, Avatar! Got a minute?
 * Avatar: Sure, what is it?
 * Inigo: You have to listen to my tale of woe!
 * Avatar: I bet I know how it ends...
 * Inigo: I'd been hearing rave reviews about a new tavern in town, so I went for lunch. And it was amazing! Even better than what I'd heard, honestly.
 * Avatar: Oh? What's the name? I'd love to try it. And I must say, I'm surprised. I thought for sure you'd tell me about some wom-
 * Inigo: ANYWAY! When I finished eating, I went to give my compliments to the chef... And she was a TOTAL KNOCKOUT!
 * Avatar: ...Right.
 * Inigo: I told her how much I enjoyed the food, and her face just lit up! We started talking about the culinary arts, and things took off from there.
 * Avatar: Didn't you say something about this being a tale of woe?
 * Inigo: Well, at one point I mentioned how smokin' hot she was. Innocent compliment, right? Apparently not, because boy, was she mad! I apologized right away, but she wouldn't have it. She said I was more interested in her body than her food. Then she said she'd rather sleep in an iron maiden than talk to me again! ...Er, and she may have also mentioned something about a chastity belt.
 * Avatar: I suppose she wanted to be acknowledged for her skill more than her appearance.
 * Inigo: You mean she thought I had an ulterior motive for complimenting her cooking? Boy, you tacticians really are smart. After outwitting enemy generals, I bet the ladies must be easy prey.
 * Avatar: ...You get slapped a lot, don't you, Inigo?
 * Inigo: Oh yeah, all the time. I mean, when I'm not getting kneed in the groin. Still, I really mean what I said. She was an amazing chef.
 * Avatar: So the bit about her looks was... what then? Habit?
 * Inigo: Exactly! Habit! ...And THAT'S why I have to go apologize to her right now.
 * Avatar: I really don't know if that's a good-
 * Inigo: I'll apologize for the comment and tell her I loved her cooking. AND I'll tell her it would be delicious even if she was ugly enough to scare a wyvern!
 * Avatar: That's... um... not really... Oh dear.
 * Inigo: I flirt because I love, you know. The last thing I want to do is hurt people.
 * Avatar: Then perhaps you should stop hitting on every woman in sight?
 * Inigo: What? ...Don't be silly! It would be cruel to let one mistake deprive all other women of my charms!
 * Avatar: I suppose there's a kind of respectability in passion, even if it's horribly misguided.
 * Inigo: Ooh, what a great line. ...Mind if I use it?

C Support

 * Avatar: Ah, there you are.
 * Brady: Lookin' for me, Avatar?
 * Avatar: We haven't had much chance for chat. I thought I'd rectify that.
 * Brady: Afraid I ain't much of a conversationalist. I'd probably bore ya stiff.
 * Avatar: I'm sure that's not true.
 * Brady: Plus, I got no place talkin' to an overachiever like you to begin with. We two just ain't a good fit, see?
 * Avatar: Well, what sort of person WOULD be a good fit?
 * Brady: Oh, I dunno. Maybe somebody like that... one fella. The one with the axe. ...Wait a sec, who do I usually talk to? Gotta be SOMEONE, right? Hells bells... Do I not have any friends?
 * Avatar: Wow, I, uh... I'm sorry I asked?
 * Brady: Augh, it's embarrassing enough without you pitying me! I guess I don't really have much in the way of buddies... But what I need is a mentor! Someone who knows how a real organization works and does it all by the book. Yessir, it's ironclad hierarchy for me!
 * Avatar: You want an ironclad hierarchy?
 * Brady: Course! The sort of outfit I wanna be a part of is run by the boys up top. When the saps down below screw up, they get smacked back in line!
 * Avatar: Sounds like you'd make for a pretty stern boss.
 * Brady: Eventually, maybe. But I ain't planning to be the big cheese anytime soon. I'm the new kid. I want somebody who's gonna show me what's what. A guy with gravitas, yeah? Manly and tough, but dedicated. Little fire in his belly! The sort of fella what I can admire.
 * Avatar: Sounds pretty stoic.
 * Brady: Yeah, exactly! Stoic! Respect for authority mixed with a liberal dose of old-fashioned male bonding! The boss makes his boys into men, and the men defend the boss with their lives!
 * Avatar: Heh, well I guess the trick is finding the right boss, then.
 * Brady: I'm hoping to find somebody up for the job right in this here army.
 * Avatar: I can keep my eye out for likely candidates if you want.
 * Brady: Naw, forget it! This ain't the sort of thing what you can find lookin' for it. It's fate as much as anything else. I'll see who the stars lead me to.
 * Avatar: If you're sure...

B Support

 * Brady: Hmm... Everybody likes him... They trust him as a tactician... His orders are so darn precise... He keeps his eye on the whole field... I know I wouldn't be scrappin' half as well if he wasn't telling me what to do. Plus the guy's a beast in combat, always defending the rest of us...
 * Avatar: Hmm? Who's that over there...?
 * Brady: I think I've found my man!
 * Avatar: Oh, hello, Brady? What'd you find?
 * Brady: Wha-?! Avatar! ...N-no, nothin'.
 * Avatar: You sure? If there's something on your mind, I'm always happy to listen.
 * Brady: ...Okay, well... When you make a plan, what's the most important thing?
 * Avatar: Huh? Where's this coming from?
 * Brady: Don't clam up now, just answer the question.
 * Avatar: Hmm... I suppose it's finding a clear path.
 * Brady: A path's an awfully liberal answer. I was expecting something... I dunno. Fluffier. "Faith in one another" or "ties that bind." That sorta malarkey. Or at least some kinda wacky concept like "efficiency" or "finesse."
 * Avatar: I think everything you just mentioned is important. But I view my job as charting a path from wherever we are to victory. That way, when I give out the directions, there's a context. A logical continuity. I'd say that's first and foremost for me.
 * Brady: So you DO mean it as more of an abstract thing!
 * Avatar: Well, literal roads are important too, but yes. I'm navigating our way through this war, but everyone else is on the ship. We all share in the journey, so I need to be sure we agree on the course.
 * Brady: So it's important it has a "logical continuity"... Huh.
 * Avatar: Does that answer your question?
 * Brady: I dunno. Gimme some time to mull it over. ...Alone.
 * Avatar: I wonder what that was all about?

A Support

 * Brady: Hey, Avatar! I want to be yer boy, and I want you to make me a man!
 * Avatar: ...I'm sure I must be misunderstanding you.
 * Brady: I want you to be the boss what keeps me in line! Remember? We talked about this! I've been looking for someone I could lay my life down for in this here army. A mentor! A big cheese who shows me the ropes!
 * Avatar: Riiight. I remember that much.
 * Brady: Well, I decided YOU'RE gonna be that someone! Sure, you're not exactly the gruff, manly type, and "gravitas" ain't a word I'd use... But what you said before, about seeing a clear path? It kinda got me right here.
 * Avatar: Er, I'm flattered, but I don't know if I'm the sort of superhuman you're looking for.
 * Brady: Whoa, whoa. Hold it right there. A boss has gotta ACT like a boss, you know? Have some bravado. Some swagger! Never play modest, especially in front of the boys! Now, let's try this again. Lay some orders on me, boss! Lemme have it!
 * Avatar: I'm still not really sure what you're looking for me to do here...
 * Brady: Put me to work! Send me on errands! Whatever ya needs! If anyone in this camp's givin' you lip, lemme smack 'em around. Fellas? Dames? Old ladies? Don't matter none to ol' Brady!
 * Avatar: I don't want anybody smacked around!
 * Brady: When you walk around camp, I'll be one step ahead, clearin' your path. When you go to eat, I'll shoo people away from your special table!
 * Avatar: It's starting to sound like you want a gang kingpin, not a mentor.
 * Brady: Exactly! You'd be the boss, which would make me your second! All I ask is that ya worked me ragged. If I can draw my last breath after taking an arrow for ya, I'll be happy!
 * Avatar: What?! I don't want you dying, for me or otherwise!
 * Brady: ...What, I don't make the cut? Not good enough to be one of your boys?
 * Avatar: Ugh, Brady...
 * Brady: Yeah, boss?! Whaddya need? Just name it!
 * Avatar: I'll do my best to mentor you, but not in the way you're thinking. I'm not looking for "boys," and I don't want to be anyone's "boss." I want everyone here to support each other as equals. Not as pawns or kingpins.
 * Brady: ...Sure I can't change your mind? We could get a gang together...
 * Avatar: We have a gang together, Brady! Our army, a field of equals. I consider all of you brothers and sisters - peers - as should you. We're already bound together, and that's not going to change.
 * Brady: Fair enough, boss. Er, Avatar. After all, I wouldn't have chose to serve ya if ya didn't have a magnanimous streak.
 * Avatar: Brady, I just said...
 * Brady: Oh, I heard ya. And don't worry. In my heart of hearts, you're still the boss, even if ya wanna just be small potatoes.
 * Avatar: Thanks, Brady. Not exactly what I was hoping for, but I'll take it. I'm proud to consider you a friend, as well as an ally.
 * Brady: Heh, I guess if I can't have a boss, I'll settle for a partner.
 * Avatar: Welcome to the gang, Brady.

C Support

 * Kjelle':' *Huff, huff* Avatar!
 * Avatar: Goodness, what's wrong?! You look like you sprinted here!
 * Kjelle: Spar with me! No practice weapons! No quarter! Spar with me for true!
 * Avatar: I... didn't see that coming.
 * Kjelle: Those who lack strength have no place in this army. I will be the one to test you!
 * Avatar: You think me weak?
 * Kjelle: I will save judgments until we have crossed weapons. But I advise you not to take me lightly. I'm stronger than most men!
 * Avatar: I refuse your challenge. Only a fool risks injury in anything more than practice. And by your tone of voice, I'm guessing this is more than simple training.
 * Kjelle: Ha! Look at the craven! Are you so afraid of losing to a woman?
 * Avatar: I'm afraid that satisfying your idle curiosity isn't reason enough for me to fight. We've more than enough fighting to do as it is. Save it for our opponents.
 * Kjelle: Coward! Craven! Yellow belly! Gutless, recreant, fainthearted cur!
 * Avatar: Oh, for the love of... *sigh* Fine! Fine. We'll spar. But just this once!
 * Kjelle: Once will be enough. Have at you!

B Support

 * Kjelle: Avatar! I demand one more round!
 * Avatar: ...All right. But this is honestly the last and final time. Truly.
 * Kjelle: Then have at you!
 * Avatar: ...... You've lost.
 * Kjelle: What?! We've not even started!
 * Avatar: Look at your stance. You're too tense. You've lost before you've begun.
 * Kjelle: Are you mocking me, sir?!
 * Avatar: No, I'm informing you. That's the stance of someone relying solely on brute force. It won't work on me.
 * Kjelle: A hollow boast! But let's see how you handle... THIS! ...Gwaaagh?! S-so fast! How did you-
 * Avatar: You seem to forgo any tactic beyond blindly charging your foe. If so, you'd best get used to this bite of steel at your throat.
 * Kjelle: ...I yield.
 * Avatar: ......
 * Kjelle: I challenged you with the idea of gauging your skills, Avatar. But instead, I find my own prowess has been called into question. ...When you said I relied on brute force, it... upset me.
 * Avatar: You're a talented fighter, Kjelle. Just... reckless. I only know your weakness because I've watched your work. However, I'm hardly the best this world has to offer. Some opponents will see you coming a mile away. You won't stand a chance.
 * Kjelle: ......
 * Avatar: Perhaps I spoke too harshly. Forgive me. ...I'll leave you to your thoughts.
 * Kjelle: Damn him... He's right.

A Support

 * Kjelle: ...Hngh!
 * Avatar: Something wrong, Kjelle?
 * Kjelle: Er, I'm... It's nothing!
 * Avatar: You're hurt, aren't you?
 * Kjelle: I said it's nothing. A scratch.
 * Avatar: Even the smallest wound can fester. Let's have a look.
 * Kjelle: Ah!
 * Avatar: It's fresh... This is from that last battle? It's a clean cut, at least. Shouldn't even leave a scar, if treated soon enough. It must have been some opponent if they were able to leave such a memento.
 * Kjelle: She was... quite fearsome. The old me might not have survived the encounter.
 * Avatar: Before training, I mean?
 * Kjelle: Before sparring with you. Your words have made me stronger.
 * Avatar: You mean the bit about not relying on brute force? I'm happy to hear it was useful.
 * Kjelle: I had fought every previous battle on pure momentum. I fancied myself better than any man. Stronger. That's why I needed to face you twice; I couldn't believe the initial result. But strength is more than muscle alone. A keen eye, a quick mind... Any of these things can decide a battle as sure as might. It was you who taught me that.
 * Avatar: Glad to hear that, indeed, especially coming from your lips... Aaand... there. Wrapped up and ready to go. How does the bandage feel?
 * Kjelle: ...Just fine. Thank you.
 * Avatar: My pleasure.

C Support

 * Avatar: The scouts picked up signs of an enemy force ahead. Could be as many as 50.
 * Cynthia: I'm on my way! I'll have 'em begging for mercy in no time!
 * Avatar: What? No, it's too dangerous to go alone. We'll wait until support arrives.
 * Cynthia: A hero does not wait for backup! A hero charges into the fray alone! And now, I ride!
 * Avatar: Cynthia, wait! Come back! CYNTHIAAAAAAAAA!
 * Cynthia: Gyaaa!
 * Avatar: Cynthia! Are you all right?! What happened?! ...And why are you covered in mud?
 * Cynthia: Oh, it was awful! I headed to where they said the enemy was, but it was a SWAMP! I charged in and couldn't stop in time... Next thing I knew, I was stuck and... and... And it was not heroic in the slightest!
 * Avatar: And... the enemy?
 * Cynthia: Not a one. The scouts must have been mistaken, I guess. Oh it was awful... All our soldiers who came in behind me got stuck in the mud, too. They're probably just crawling back now.
 * Avatar: Ugh... Good thing there weren't enemies after all. We would have been like fish in a barrel, mired in that swamp.
 * Cynthia: The worst part is that I had a REALLY good victory line picked out for when I won! Now it's totally wasted...
 * Avatar: I'm not sure that's the WORST part...

B Support

 * Avatar: Hey, Cynthia?
 * Cynthia: ......
 * Avatar: Is everything all right? I can practically see the dark cloud hanging over your head. Are you still upset over the whole charging-in-alone-oh-wait-it's-a-swamp thing?
 * Cynthia: Shouldn't I be? It's my fault. If I hadn't gone off half cocked, the others wouldn't have spent a day wallowing in mud.
 * Avatar: It's just mud. I think they'll survive.
 * Cynthia: I... I need to apologize to you, too, Avatar. I was a big fat idiot! I'm really sorry!
 * Avatar: Don't be so hard on yourself. It's all right. It worked out, and no one was hurt.
 * Cynthia: No, it's NOT all right! I'm supposed to fight to keep everyone else safe! Gods, it's all so embarrassing...
 * Avatar: Your heart's in the right place, Cynthia. But sometimes you forget that you fight as part of a team. Even the greatest hero has to have sidekicks, right?
 * Cynthia: I know that, but...
 * Avatar: You'll have a lot more success keeping everyone safe if you work with the team. And people really admire those who work well with others, you know.
 * Cynthia: ...You think?
 * Avatar: Hey, we already consider you pretty darn heroic.
 * Cynthia: Aw, REALLY?! All right! That settles it! Starting today, I'm a team player! Thanks, Avatar!
 * Avatar: Glad to help.

A Support

 * Avatar: Cynthia!
 * Cynthia: Huh? What's wrong? Did something happen?
 * Avatar: You were amazing in the last battle!
 * Cynthia: ...I was?
 * Avatar: The last few, actually. Keep this up and we won't even need a tactician!
 * Cynthia: That's great to hear! I mean, not that we wouldn't need you... Oh, you know what I mean.
 * Avatar: It seems like you're aware of everyone else's situation and only go where you're needed. Honestly, it's been a huge help.
 * Cynthia: Just doing what you said, Avatar!
 * Avatar: Er, what did I say again?
 * Cynthia: You said I needed to fight as part of the team!
 * Avatar: Oh, right. I mean, of course I did! Well, I'm glad it helped.
 * Cynthia: I just had to be less of a lone-wolf hero and more a Justice Alliance hero, you know?
 * Avatar: I don't think... I'm quite familiar with that organization? But whatever works for you.
 * Cynthia: Yep! I"m gonna give it my all, just like a real member of the Justice Alliance! "Never capitulate, never succumb!" That's the Justice Alliance creed!
 * Avatar: Er, all right, then.

C Support

 * Severa: Hold it right there, Avatar!
 * Avatar: Severa? Is something wrong?
 * Severa: Well, duh! Yes, something is wrong! What was that nonsense at the war council just now?!
 * Avatar: What, with the battle scenario simulations?
 * Severa: On the last one, you said we should let the enemy retreat. Are you daft?! Anyone with half a brain would know to pursue and finish off the enemy! Gawds!
 * Avatar: I considered pursuit, but it seemed too risky. Factoring in everyone's exhaustion from the first round, it seemed safest to stay put. Chasing a bear into its den can be asking for trouble, especially after a long fight.
 * Severa: Unless you actually want to SLAY the bear, in which case it's exactly what you do!
 * Avatar: I think it really depends on the circumstances... In that scenario, we would've been chasing them into rugged, mountainous terrain.
 * Severa: So?!
 * Avatar: So they can't travel at speed through those mountains. It's just not possible. That leaves us plenty of time to finish them off once we're back at full strength. Besides, if a storm hit while we were marching, we'd be devastated. Mountains are fickle things. I thought it best to play it safe in that case.
 * Severa: ...You just think you've got ALL the answers, don't you? You sure have gotten a big head since Chrom made you our tactician...
 * Avatar: Hey, I hardly think that's fair...
 * Severa: Oh, so you DON'T think you're the smartest one here? How humble of you!
 * Avatar: All right, then. Let's say you were the tactician in the same situation. What would you do, Severa? How would you direct the Shepherds to pursue the enemy?
 * Severa: HA! Don't think you can trick me with your... trickery!
 * Avatar: It's not a trick. I'm honestly curious. If you have a solid plan, then great. I don't want to let them retreat any more than you do, after all. Take a while to think on it, and let me know. Right now, I need to meet with Chrom.
 * Severa: Oooh! The big man has a big meeting! ...Gawds, he thinks he's so clever.

B Support

 * Severa: Ha! Found you!
 * Avatar: Did you need something, Severa?
 * Severa: Don't play dumb with me. I'm here with an answer to your little question.
 * Avatar: Ah, how best to pursue enemies fleeing into mountainous terrain? Excellent! And what is your solution?
 * Severa: You let the main force rest, but send a small strike force of your best fighters. That way, you minimize risk while also having the best chance of killing the foe. What do you think about that?!
 * Avatar: It sounds reasonable enough... But what if their retreat was just a ruse, and they littered the mountain with traps?
 * Severa: H-hey! You didn't say anything about traps!
 * Avatar: Without knowing anything about the path ahead, sending anyone is a risk.
 * Severa: Yeah, and so that's why you send your best men and minimize casualties!
 * Avatar: ...Not good enough.
 * Severa: Not good enough?!
 * Avatar: Chrom and I aren't trying for fewer casualties, Severa. We're trying for none. Anytime we lose a fighter, the operation is a failure - no matter the end result. Your plan is a compromise we're just not willing to take.
 * Severa: Oh. My. Gawds. Are you serious?! You think you can win a war with pretty ideals and zero casualties? Wake up! You think the war fairy is gonna come flying over and sprinkle victory dust everywhere? ...This isn't about the plan at all, is it? You're just making fun of ME! Well, I'm sorry if I'm not as smart as my mother!
 * Avatar: Er, I think you're misunderstanding what I'm saying, Severa.
 * Severa: Well I think you're being a big, fat tactical jerk!
 * Avatar: ...Well, that could have gone better. But at least now I see what this is about.

A Support

 * Avatar: Oh. Hello, Severa.
 * Severa: ...Hey.
 * Avatar: I should apologize. For before, I... I shouldn't have been so quick to dismiss your plan. I know you spent time on it.
 * Severa: No, I'm sorry. I was immature and angry. ...I didn't mean it when I called you fat.
 * Avatar: Heh, I admit, I did check myself on the scales afterwards.
 * Severa: Um, so, I thought more about the scenario, and I think I've got an answer.
 * Avatar: I'm all ears.
 * Severa: What if we sent a scout group by air? Like pegasus knights or whatever. They map out the area, nail down the enemy's position, and sniff out any traps. THEN we send a ground force to take out the enemy.
 * Avatar: ...That is a nuanced, well-considered plan. I'm quite impressed!
 * Severa: Right? The aerial units just avoid archers, and the ground troops aren't going in blind. It's the perfect scheme!
 * Avatar: It's a B+ plan, with an A+ for effort!
 * Severa: ...... B PLUS?!
 * Avatar: It's a great idea, Severa, but the scenario we ran at that meeting lacked air support. In this hypothetical situation, there ARE no pegasus knights or... whatever to send. That's why we decided not to pursue the enemy in the first place.
 * Severa: Y-you can't do this! You can't keep making up new rules all the time!
 * Avatar: Heh, sorry, Severa. Really I am. I thought that was clear from the start.
 * Severa: Now I feel like a total idiot for wasting all that time thinking about it!
 * Avatar: Oh, I wouldn't call it a waste. Considering a problem from different angles often leads to useful discoveries. In fact, your answers have given me ideas for new strategies down the line.
 * Severa: Yeah, my WRONG answers! Bah, I'm done talking about this!
 * Avatar: Hey, I'm sorry! Don't be mad, Severa! ...Come back!

S Support

 * Severa: Hey, Avatar?
 * Avatar: Yes?
 * Severa: ...How come you don't avoid me like everyone else does?
 * Avatar: Wait, do people do that to you?
 * Severa: Not always... But whenever I contradict someone or start to get angry, they usually stop listening. I think most people think I'm...difficult.
 * Avatar: Well, for what it's worth, I don't think so. You're emotional, yes, and you say what's on your mind. Forcefully, usually... But that doesn't really bother me. In fact, I find it refreshing...
 * Severa: Refreshing?!
 * Avatar: Sure! I mean, look at me. I'm pretty dull when you get right down to it. And even when you say something unkind, there's still a bit of... Hmm, how to say it... If I read between the lines of what you say, there's usually some good in there.
 * Severa: So...can you read between the lines of what I'm saying now?
 * Avatar: I'm afraid I may need a little more to go on.
 * Severa: Ugh, you can be SO dim sometimes!
 * Avatar: ...Am I missing something obvious here?
 * Severa: I love you, Avatar! That obvious enough for you?! You're always so caring, and it makes me feel...special. I guess. You make me happy.
 * Avatar: Wow, Severa...
 * Severa: L-look, I'm sorry for being so snarky and competitive all the time. But maybe in the future we can be more of a team?
 * Avatar: You mean a couple? I'd like that.
 * Severa: REALLY?! ...You would?
 * Avatar: ...Heh, I love you too, Severa. I love your passion and your drive. I love how you never hide what you're feeling, for better and for worse.
 * Severa: Well, this time I think it was definitely for the better.
 * Avatar: Heh, that much is obvious, even to a big, fat tactical jerk like me.
 * Severa: I...I love you... Hey, pay attention for once, and say something sweet why don't cha!

C Support

 * Avatar: Say, Gerome? I've been meaning to ask you something for a while now...
 * Gerome: ......
 * Avatar: Why do you always wear that mask?
 * Gerome: ......
 * Avatar: Is it merely for show, or does it have a deeper meaning?
 * Gerome: ......
 * Avatar: I'd appreciate some kind of response, if it's not too much trouble...? After all, we are comrades-in-arms.
 * Gerome: This will sound rude, but I have no desire to talk to you. Or anyone. I'm trying to associate as little as possible with anyone from this era.
 * Avatar: Oh? Why is that?
 * Gerome: For people from the future, like me, this world seems unreal. A dream. We are not meant to be here. This is not our place.
 * Avatar: Yes, but-
 * Gerome: No. The safest thing is to avoid contact as much as possible.
 * Avatar: I understand we are divided by time and history. But isnt' that all the more reason to reach across the chasm and forge bonds?
 * Gerome: What you suggest is impossible. Now leave me be.
 * Avatar: Very well. I will leave it there, for now. But we will discuss this again, you and I.
 * Gerome: ......

B Support

 * Avatar: Greetings, Gerome.
 * Gerome: I told you, I want nothing to do with you.
 * Avatar: Yes, I remember. And I'll try to honor that as best I can. But, please, do me one favor - tell me why you always wear that mask. It has something to do with combat, doesn't it? That must be the reason.
 * Gerome: It is indeed for battle. By masking my face, I can prevent the enemy from reading my emotions.
 * Avatar: Ah! To keep an enemy guessing about your intentions confers a decided advantage. Much like the "fog of war" that strategists exploit to confound and unbalance a foe.
 * Gerome: It also makes it harder for the foe to read the target for my next attack. I'm prepared to exploit any tactic that gives me an edge in battle.
 * Avatar: But it must also narrow your field of vision, yes? Make it easier to be caught unaware?
 * Gerome: And I must make up for that drawback through rigorous training. I have honed my instincts and senses to their absolute limits. The movement of the wind, the scent of sweat, the whisper of steel through air... I can sense these from any direction, even obscured by the mask. This is why I need no battle companions. My skill is more than enough.
 * Avatar: Hmm... The mask hides your emotions from foes on the battlefield... But I imagine it also serves to hide your inner self from allies as well?
 * Gerome: I fight without allies.
 * Avatar: I know you have made yourself strong enough to survive in this world alone. But is mere survival the only goal worth striving for?
 * Gerome: Of course not. My ultimate aim is victory over evil.
 * Avatar: Then you are going about it entirely the wrong way.
 * Gerome: Explain yourself.
 * Avatar: It's obvious, isn't it? Imagine that you, and you alone, survive. Around you lay the cooling bodies of foe and comrade alike. You are completely, utterly alone. Now ask yourself this: is that a victory worth winning?
 * Gerome: You twist my words.
 * Avatar: ......
 * Gerome: Hmph. Then the sermon is over? You weave a lovely tapestry with your words, master tactician. But talk is cheap. In the real world, where I must live, power is everything. Power is right, it is truth, it is victory. And I'll prove as much on the battlefield.
 * Avatar: Surely you do not truly believe that... I only pray he learns before it is too late...

A Support

 * Avatar: Gerome.
 * Gerome: What do you want, Avatar?
 * Avatar: I've been watching you more closely on the battlefield.
 * Gerome: And?
 * Avatar: Your strength and ability are more than my words can do justice. Your battlefield feats would seem to validate your methods. I underestimated you, and for that, I apologize.
 * Gerome: Actually...
 * Avatar: Yes?
 * Gerome: Do you remember when I told you I wanted nothing to do with people from this era? It was true when I said it... but perhaps I went too far in avoiding your kind.
 * Avatar: Oh?
 * Gerome: I've learned a lot from these grueling battles, about myself as much as anything. Why do I crave battle? Why do I seek power with such single-minded purpose? Once I thought to ask the questions, the answer was clear enough... I was raised in a nightmarish world haunted by the ghouls called Risen. I have SEEN the future and would do anything in my power to unmake it.
 * Avatar: I understand.
 * Gerome: But I see now that I cannot build this future alone, no matter how strong I am. Until we unite, peace shall forever elude our grasp.
 * Avatar: You are wiser than I credited you, Gerome. The task before us is indeed far too great for any one man. We must transform this world, change history, AND overcome fate!
 * Gerome: Do you think it's possible?
 * Avatar: I do, so long as we all work together. We must rely on the ties that bind us. We must lend each other aid, support each other, and act as one. Then, there is hope.
 * Gerome: There is wisdom in your words, tactician. Perhaps I should spend more time listening to people of this age.
 * Avatar: Heh, I like to think we have our moments.

C Support

 * Yarne: Yeesh, that last battle got pretty hairy... My knees are shaking just thinking back. One wrong step, and I would've been-
 * Avatar: Ah! Yarne. Good, I found you.
 * Yarne: GAH! D-don't DO that, Avatar!
 * Avatar: Do... what, exactly? Did I startle you? I apologize...
 * Yarne: No, it's... Sorry, you're fine. Don't worry about it.
 * Avatar: You all right, Yarne? You know you can talk to me if something's bothering you, right?
 * Yarne: ...Did you need me for something?
 * Avatar: ...Well, I just wanted to talk to you about that last fight. Can you explain what happened? Why you fled halfway through the battle? You were more than a match for that foe. It should have been an easy victory.
 * Yarne: Maybe so, but there are no guarantees in war. You can never be too careful... I'm the last of the taguel, you know?! When I get to thinking I might go extinct, my whole body just locks up!
 * Avatar: So that's it.
 * Yarne: I can't take the fear. And if it's not the fear, it's the pressure!
 * Avatar: I can understand the survival instinct, especially to protect the taguel line. But in some situations, running like that can actually harm your chances for survival. Sometimes the only way out is through. You have to brace and face danger head-on.
 * Yarne: My head knows that, but sometimes my body just disagrees. I WANT to fight. Honest, I do, but...
 * Avatar: ...But the fate of an entire race is riding on your shoulders. I understand. Look, there's no rush. No one's asking you to become fearless overnight. But it's a serious issue, so I do ask you think hard no it and how it can be solved.
 * Yarne: ...All right. I will.

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 * Yarne: Hey, Avatar. I've been giving a lot of thought to what you said before...
 * Avatar: How sometimes running away can be more dangerous than standing your ground?
 * Yarne: Right.
 * Avatar: I'm glad to hear that. But like I said, we needn't rush a solution...
 * Yarne: But I think I have one. I've thought on it, and I don't see running away as cowardice. You know what's riding on my shoulders. It's being the last of the taguel bloodline. That's too important to risk. I don't belong on the front lines. As the last surviving member, my first priority should be staying alive. ...Is that so wrong?
 * Avatar: Not at all. I don't want you to be reckless with your life either. But you carry more than just taguel blood. You carry their spirit. Have you ever stopped to think about how your ancestors lived their lives? Or asked yourself if they would want you to run?
 * Yarne: How do you mean?
 * Avatar: They were persecuted and hunted down. Each and every one had to fight to live. If they had all chosen to give up and flee, I bet you wouldn't be here right now.
 * Yarne: You... you think so?
 * Avatar: I do. And soon the day will come when you have to fight as well. Running from the fear of extinction was never what kept the taguel alive. And frankly, I don't think it will help you restore your race in the future.
 * Yarne: ...... Maybe... Maybe you're right. I need time to think...

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 * Avatar: Yarne!
 * Yarne: Y-yes?
 * Avatar: You were amazing out there today! I've never seen you so brave!
 * Yarne: Ha! I was mostly just desperate.
 * Avatar: Well, the hole you punched in the enemy line let us evacuate all our wounded safely. A half-dozen people owe you their lives!
 * Yarne: I'm glad I could help. I sure didn't feel like a hero, though. I barely knew what I was doing. Even now, it's all a little hazy...
 * Avatar: You should be proud! Have some confidence! Everyone was impressed. Sounds like the legacy of the taguel warriors lives on!
 * Yarne: I'm glad to hear that, Avatar. Especially from you. I couldn't have come this far without your help.
 * Avatar: What? This is all your hard work.
 * Yarne: When you told me I carried more than just taguel blood, it clicked. I'm carrying their history and their pride. And that's just as important as blood.
 * Avatar: You sound like you've changed.
 * Yarne: I'll be honest. When the enemy is running at me, I'm still quaking in my fur... But then I hear what you said echo in my head, and it steels my nerves.
 * Avatar: Well, I'm certainly glad to hear it.
 * Yarne: I'll give everything I can to do my heritage proud!
 * Avatar: In my eyes, you already have, Yarne. You already have.

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 * Avatar: Hello, Laurent.
 * Laurent: Avatar.
 * Avatar: Catching up on your reading?
 * Laurent: Indeed.
 * Avatar: That's quite the book collection you've got.
 * Laurent: Thank you. I'm particularly avid in my acquisition of magical tomes. As you're well aware, they serve both as a mage's weapon and a history. Some tell of ages of the gods; others are treatises on nature and its energies. Reading and analyzing their contents is an extremely satisfying pursuit.
 * Avatar: Combat know-how and abstract knowledge in one convenient package! I can certainly see the appeal.
 * Laurent: Just so. Though I am particularly drawn to tomes of a somewhat... peculiar nature.
 * Avatar: Peculiar how?
 * Laurent: Some tomes offer precious little in practical use, but hide wildly entertaining powers. And whenever I find a book of that sort, I simply must acquire it for my collection.
 * Avatar: Useless but entertaining powers, huh? So... different from attack spells and arcane curses and the like?
 * Laurent: Don't get me wrong - I am deeply interested in tomes of that nature as well. But the sort I speak of are cut from a different cloth altogether.
 * Avatar: Can you give me an example?
 * Laurent: Hmm... I fear words could not do them justice. Perhaps you'll allow me to select a few from my shelf to show you in person?
 * Avatar: Absolutely! I look forward to it.

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 * Laurent: Ah, Avatar.
 * Avatar: Hmm?
 * Laurent: Might I have a moment of your time?
 * Avatar: Of course.
 * Laurent: I brought a few examples of the useless but curious tomes I spoke of earlier.
 * Avatar: Ooh, right! The entertaining ones! I've been eager to have a look.
 * Laurent: Ha ha, excellent. Then let us begin! ...This tome conjures forth a whirlwind.
 * Avatar: That's a sort of wind magic seen in battle, isn't it? I'd hardly name it useless.
 * Laurent: Not when the whirlwind in question can fit atop the palm of one's hand. I assure you, it's as lethal as a kitten.
 * Avatar: You're kidding, that small?
 * Laurent: Shall we have a demonstration? ...Haah!
 * Avatar: Whoa! Look at the little guy go! It really does fit in your hand! ...Ah! It disappeared!
 * Laurent: It is as short-lived as it is diminutive! And with zero practical value. Unless you find yourself in need of a light breeze on a warm day, that is.
 * Avatar: Ha ha! Adorable...
 * Laurent: Next, an incantation that summons a faint magical light.
 * Avatar: That sounds like it would have plenty of practical applications as well. What's the catch?
 * Laurent: Very astute of you to ask. The spell is broken the moment the caster ceases the incantation. To make matters worse, the text dates all the way back to the dawn of magic. It's rife with words near impossible to say, and one mistake will leave you in the dark.
 * Avatar: Wow. Even magic was less convenient back in the old days...
 * Laurent: This beautiful thing is a tome of proximal telepathy.
 * Avatar: Telepathy? That sounds amazing! How does it work?
 * Laurent: I shall demonstrate. ...Huuup! (Well...? Can you hear my voice within your head?)
 * Avatar: Wha-?! Your lips aren't moving, but I hear you in my mind! That's incredible, Laurent! How is THAT not useful?!
 * Laurent: ...GAAAAAAAASP! ...I fear the spell's effects last only as long as the caster holds his breath. What's more, the range extends only slightly past arm's length.
 * Avatar: Ha ha! I see! Speaking normally seems like the all-around winner, then. Still, hearing your voice echo inside my head... What a fascinating experience. Thank you for sharing all these with me, Laurent.
 * Laurent: My pleasure. There are others as well, each as hollow a novelty as the next.
 * Avatar: But you were certainly right about them being entertaining!
 * Laurent: I'm glad you found them agreeable.
 * Avatar: Actually, I suppose providing a bit of fun IS a useful quality, isn't it?
 * Laurent: Hmm... Yes, I'm inclined to agree. It is precisely because they are so useless that they are so endearing.
 * Avatar: You say you have others like these, yes? Would you mind sharing them sometime?
 * Laurent: It would be my pleasure.

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 * Laurent: *Huff, huff* Avatar!
 * Avatar: Laurent? What's wrong? Has something happened?!
 * Laurent: *Pant* ...I've acquired a... new tome! There's talk it's an original manuscript thought to have been lost to the ages!
 * Avatar: Really? What does it do?!
 * Laurent: It conjures forth RAINBOWS!
 * Avatar: ...Like, a rainbow one might see after it rains? That's it?
 * Laurent: Yes, but it creates them from nothing! Rainless rainbows!
 * Avatar: I suppose that's impressive, but... Well actually, I'm not sure. If you wanted to see a rainbow, you could just wait for it to rain like normal, no? Or perhaps acquire a prism from any local apothecary.
 * Laurent: Ah, but you're forgetting our previous conversations, Avatar. Sometimes the most useless of novelties can serve a vital purpose - as entertainment. Bringing calm and joy to a war-worn army sounds like powerful magic to me.
 * Avatar: Fair enough.
 * Laurent: Well, no time like the present. Stand back, and I'll begin the incantation immediately.
 * Avatar: Right...
 * Laurent: Luminous gods of earth and sky, cast thy tears upon us... May your fulgurous incandescence set each drop ablaze in chromatic exaltation! Arc of color, COME FORTH!
 * Avatar: Ah! Amazing! Laurent, you did it! You made a rainbow! Wait, so why... Pfffffaaa ha ha ha ha!
 * Laurent: Hmm? Strange, I don't see... Avatar, where is the rainbow? I don't see it in any corner of the sky.
 * Avatar: AAAAAAH HA HA HA!
 * Laurent: ...Avatar?
 * Avatar: Heha ha, d-down, Laurent! Look down!
 * Laurent: ...Waugh?! I nearly stepped on it! I've never seen such a miniscule thing! It's scarcely the size of a mouse... Some ancient manuscript this is!
 * Avatar: Ha ha... Haaa... Hoooooo, boy! Maybe not calm, but as for joy, that gave me the best laugh I've had in weeks!
 * Laurent: ...I noticed.
 * Avatar: Well, I think it's a great addition to your collection. It certainly brought a smile to this tired soldier's face.
 * Laurent: I'm thrilled to hear you say that.
 * Avatar: You should show these off to a bigger audience next time. I'm sure everyone would enjoy the show.
 * Laurent: Capital idea! I'll start the preparations at once. Thank you, Avatar!

C Support

 * Noire: *Siiigh*
 * Avatar: Something on your mind, Noire?
 * Noire: Eep! Oh, Avatar! N-no, nothing... Just a bit tired, I suppose.
 * Avatar: Then you should rest up and take a nap. We don't have anything planned for today.
 * Noire: Is that so? Yes, perhaps I'll do as you suggest. Hmm, but...
 * Avatar: No buts! Whatever you're worried about can clearly wait. You always push yourself too hard, Noire. I'm sure the exhaustion's just built up.
 * Noire: B-but it's hardly fair to rest while the others are still working! Otherwise I'm only holding everyone back.
 * Avatar: Well, do what you have to do, but just promise me you'll take care of yourself.
 * Noire: I will. I'm... sorry you had to see me like this.

B Support

 * Noire: *Siiigh*
 * Avatar: What's wrong, Noire? Tired again?
 * Noire: N-no, that's not it. Well, I AM tired, but...
 * Avatar: Yes?
 * Noire: I was trying to think of ways I might grow a bit... sturdier. So lately I've been watching the other girls and trying to identify differences.
 * Avatar: And have you found any?
 * Noire: Well, the others are healthier, obviously, and their bodies seem more resilient. Also, their figures are just a little bit more... robust.
 * Avatar: Phrased with the delicacy of a diplomat! Er, and I suppose you would be on the... slight side?
 * Noire: Slight? Ha! I'm skin and bone! I fall over in a stiff breeze! They're all so full of energy; it's like staring into the sun... They make me feel like a troll! ...Er, if trolls were scrawny. Oh, what do you think I should do, Avatar?!
 * Avatar: W-well, I do think you have a tendency to worry more than most... And that stress is bound to harm the body in one way or another...
 * Noire: INSOLENCE! HOW DARE YOU CLAIM ME DECREPIT!
 * Avatar: Whoa! N-no, Noire! Never! I didn't say anything like that!
 * Noire: THEN SPEAK, MORTAL! WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE ME DO?!
 * Avatar: W-well... *ahem* They say that clothes make the man, right? Perhaps they can make the wo-man, as well? Why not try getting into the role form-first?
 * Noire: Oh! So you think I should maybe dress more... festively?
 * Avatar: Y-yes! That's the perfect word! Festive! Maybe that will energize you a bit?
 * Noire: ...Huh. Well, I guess I'll consider it.

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 * Noire: *Siiigh*
 * Avatar: Still sighing away, Noire?
 * Noire: Oh. Hello...
 * Avatar: Troubles still not resolved, then?
 * Noire: I wanted to take your advice, but... I don't know what consitutes festive attire.
 * Avatar: Ah. Well, even if you had, I'm not sure where you'd find any, with the war and all...
 * Noire: Is there no way to become more girly? I just want to shine like all the others, even for a day...
 * Avatar: Well, worrying about it isn't going to help. Worry might just be your biggest enemy. Why don't you try unwinding a little? Go do something you enjoy!
 * Noire: I see. Yes, perhaps I'll treat myself to... Um, to what, exactly?
 * Avatar: Why not head into town and enjoy a nice meal?
 * Noire: I couldn't be the only one to enjoy such luxury! Not in times like this.
 * Avatar: Aww, live a little. You like sweets, right? I don't think anyone could fault you for indulging in a little cake or two.
 * Noire: You're sure?
 * Avatar: Sure I am! And if you really don't want to be the only one eating, I'll go with you.
 * Noire: You... wouldn't mind?
 * Avatar: Eating cake? Only if you twist my arm! ...So, it's a date? Next time we're in town, we'll swing by the bakery and see what's on offer. Agreed?
 * Noire: Agreed!

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 * Nah: Ooo! Look at all those berries!
 * Avatar: Do you know if they're edible?
 * Nah: Yup, they're safe to eat! Really sweet, too!
 * Avatar: Mmm, we'll have to pick a few, then.
 * Nah: The leaves are a little bitter, but they're not half bad, either.
 * Avatar: The, uh... The leaves?
 * Nah: Oh, and if you chew on the roots enough, they make a juice that's pretty okay. Plus it keeps you from feeling hungry, so that's convenient for long marches.
 * Avatar: No kidding...
 * Nah: I don't think I've ever seen this many berries at once, though. This is great! Whoa, and there's a ton more over there!
 * Avatar: ...Just what sort of diet did she grow up on, anyway?

B Support

 * Avatar: Hey, Nah?
 * Nah: Hmmm?
 * Avatar: Earlier, it sounded like you'd eaten roots and leaves and whatnot before, yes?
 * Nah: On the good days, anyway. But at least it was food!
 * Avatar: Well, of a sort, I suppose.
 * Nah: Oh! You can eat the leaves of these plants growing by the road, too! See? *Munch, munch, munch*
 * Avatar: Those are just weeds, Nah!
 * Nah: Yeah, but the un-poison kind! They're a lot tastier than you'd think. Wanna try a bite?
 * Avatar: No, I'm sure they're great. But, uh, Nah? We have food now, you know. Plenty of it tastier than weeds.
 * Nah: I think anything that keeps the walls of your belly from clanging together is good. Hey, look! Those fruity things over there are great, too! Once you get used to the sourness and the itchy tongue and the dizziness, anyway.
 * Avatar: There's got to be SOMETHING I can do for her...

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 * Avatar: Do you have a minute, Nah?
 * Nah: Sure! Whatcha need?
 * Avatar: A taste tester, actually. I fixed a little something and wanted you to help me out.
 * Nah: Me? Oh, yay!
 * Avatar: Don't get too excited till you've tried it.
 * Nah: It looks great! Gimme! *munch, munch, munch*
 * Avatar: ...Well?
 * Nah: What... what IS this?! I've never tasted anything so amazing! It's incredible! It's life changing! It's... It's... AAAAAAAAAA!
 * Avatar: Heh heh, I'm glad you like it.
 * Nah: Hey, so no offense, but you lost all your memories, didn't you? How do you know how to cook?
 * Avatar: Oh, I've just been reading up a bit. The first few attempts were ghastly, but I finally got it to taste almost normal. Anyway, I wanted you to be the first to try it.
 * Nah: Wow, Avatar... Thank you! It's so nice of you to think of me!
 * Avatar: Of course, Nah! I'm always thinking of you.

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 * Avatar: I tried out a new recipe today, Nah. Want to give it a try?
 * Nah: You bet!
 * Avatar: Here you go.
 * Nah: *Munch, munch* ...Hey, this is great! Everything you've made has been tasty, but this may be the best dish yet!
 * Avatar: Glad to hear it.
 * Nah: Hey, can I ask you something? ...Why are you so nice to me?
 * Avatar: Why am I... nice?
 * Nah: It may not seem like it to you, but cooking like this is a really big deal to me. In the future, there was never enough to eat, you know? Just finding enough to fill your belly for a day was cause for celebration. Especially for a manakete. We need to eat way more than you to survive. So, um, yeah. Your food just makes me really... so happy.
 * Avatar: Nah, I don't know what to say...
 * Nah: And you have your own troubles to worry about with the amnesia and all, right? So why go all out of your way for me?
 * Avatar: Well... At first, I just wanted to introduce you to all the flavors you've been deprived. But after a while, I guess I got booked on seeing how happy it made you...
 * Nah: Um, Avatar?
 * Avatar: Hmm?
 * Nah: Would you, um... After the war is over, will you still cook for me?
 * Avatar: As long as you're willing to eat what I come up with, it'd be my pleasure.
 * Nah: Oh, Avatar! I... I love you!
 * Avatar: Y-you LOVE me? Why, that's... I mean, I hoped, but... Nah, if my cooking tastes good, it's only because it's filled with MY love for you!
 * Nah: Mmm... Your love is delicious... Hee hee!
 * Nah: Look, it's gonna be you. Better just give up and accept it now!

C Support

 * Tiki: ......
 * Avatar: Erm...
 * Tiki: *Sigh*...
 * Avatar: ...Can I help you, Tiki? You've been... uh, staring at me for a very long time.
 * Tiki: Oh, I'm sorry, Avatar. Was I bothering you?
 * Avatar: I was more worried that something might be bothering you?
 * Tiki: Well, it's just that you look remarkably like someone I used to know.
 * Avatar: Oh?
 * Tiki: Yes. Specifically, a man named Marth. Many ages past, this was. He was wise, calm, and fair, but possessing an inner strength as resilient as steel.
 * Avatar: Marth? You mean the warrior king of legend?
 * Tiki: The one and same. I had the honor to call King Marth a friend. So perhaps you can understand why I gazed upon you with nostalgia and... longing.
 * Avatar: Er, sorry, did you say...?
 * Tiki: Still, it was rude of me to stare. I apologize.
 * Avatar: Oh, not at all! It's exciting to know that I resemble someone so storied...

B Support

 * Avatar: Ah, Tiki. Just the person I was looking for.
 * Tiki: What is it, Avatar?
 * Avatar: Remember when you told me about your friendship with King Marth?
 * Tiki: Yes? What of it?
 * Avatar: You were referring to THE King Marth, right? The man from two millenia ago? Well, he's a distant relation to Chrom, is he not?
 * Tiki: That is correct.
 * Avatar: So, I was wondering, wouldn't Chrom resemble him more than me?
 * Tiki: Perhaps because Chrom is not like Marth. He is much more direct, and committed to what he believes is right. Chrom might more resemble a different ancestor, from the age I was born in. Another great man in their line, from 1000 years before Marth... But the Marth of my time was wise and fair, and won hearts with his kindness.
 * Avatar: I see. So when you say I resemble Marth, you weren't talking about my appearance.
 * Tiki: No. I was referring to your soul. An aura of kindness and goodness surrounds you, Avatar. Just as it did wise King Marth.
 * Avatar: Well, that is... most flattering. I don't know what to say. ......
 * Tiki: What is it, Mar-Mar?
 * Avatar: ...Mar-Mar?
 * TikI: Ah! Forgive me! I was in habit of calling Marth by that name... It must have slipped out by mistake. Gracious, the resemblance is so uncanny, it's making me forget what millenium it is!
 * Avatar: Heh, I suppose there are worse people to be mistaken for...
 * Tiki: Please, forgive me.
 * Avatar: Actually, I must admit, I rather enjoyed the attention...

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 * Tiki: Avatar?
 * Avatar: Hello, Tiki. It's just me today... No Mar-Mar here, I'm afraid.
 * Tiki: Oh, I know who you are, Avatar. I apologize again for my mistake. You have no memories of your past, do you, Avatar? It must be especially unnerving, then, for someone to confuse you with another. For all I know, you might starting thinking that you ARE that person...
 * Avatar: Please, I was only fooling. Don't give it another thought.
 * Tiki: Even so... It must be frightening to look into your past and see nothing there. I know that better than most, for long ago, I fell under the control of an evil man...
 * Avatar: I'm touched by your concern, but you don't have to worry about me. Still friends?
 * Tiki: Oh, I hope so.
 * Avatar: To be honest, I don't even mind if you do call me Mar-Mar. After all, it's not so strange for close friends to share nicknames, is it, Tikiwiki?
 * Tiki: Heh hah... Well, maybe not.

C Support

 * Morgan: Oh, Father! Over here! Come with me a minute!
 * Avatar: What is it, Morgan?
 * Morgan: Oh, nothing. It's just... C'mon! I need to talk to you about something.
 * Avatar: Well, I'm afraid I'm a bit busy at the moment. Can we talk here?
 * Morgan: H-here? Er, that's not really... I can just wait, thanks.
 * Avatar: Are you sure it's nothing urgent?
 * Morgan: Um, no, it's... Ha ha! ...I'll be right back. ...... Okay, all set! Now to lure Father into this pitfall trap... Phew, I'm back! Hey, let's take a walk, shall we? Right this way, Father!
 * Avatar: You're acting very strange, Morgan.
 * Morgan: (Allllmost... Just a couple more steps...)
 * Avatar: ...Huh? A pitfall? Now that's a classic!
 * Morgan: Dang! How did you know?! I was super careful in disguising it. It didn't look suspicious at all!
 * Avatar: True, your work on the pit is first class. But your odd behavior made it obvious. Subterfuge and misdirection are half of any good trap, Morgan.
 * Morgan: Dang. I'll get you next time! By the way, as long as you're here, mind helping me fill this hole in? If someone fell in by accident, they could really hurt themselves.
 * Avatar: Wait, how deep did you make it?!

B Support

 * Avatar: Hmm... Now where did I put it...?
 * Morgan: Looking for that treatise on tactics, Father? Blue cover? Fairly thick?
 * Avatar: Yes. How did you... Waaait a minute.
 * Morgan: Yup! I hid it! Think you can find it?
 * Avatar: Is that today's challenge, then?
 * Morgan: It's somewhere in camp - I'll tell you that. You have until sundown today! Though I could give you weeks, and you would never find my diabolical hiding-
 * Avatar: Found it.
 * Morgan: WHAT?!
 * Avatar: It's in the bag you're holding, isn't it?
 * Morgan: Hmph. ...Fine.
 * Avatar: Guess I win this round.
 * Morgan: How did you figure it out so fast?
 * Avatar: You know me well, Morgan. And that includes knowing how much that book means to me. I knew you'd never hide it anywhere it might be damaged or stolen. So it needed to be somewhere you could keep a close eye on it... yet still concealed.
 * Morgan: You read my entire thought process! ...And here I thought I was being so clever.
 * Avatar: All right, that settles today's challenge. Now come take a seat.
 * Morgan: Huh?
 * Avatar: Let's read that book together. You wanted to work on your strategic thinking, right?
 * Morgan: Right!

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 * Morgan: I'd draw your forces out to this line, then strike with an ambush team from the woods.
 * Avatar: Then I would move... here. Now you find yourself trapped in a pincer movement.
 * Morgan: Crud. You win again.
 * Avatar: At least it was just pieces on a board. In real life, that would've cost lives. A tactician is responsible for their army's survival, and a single mistake can be fatal. But you cannot allow the pressure of the responsibility to stymie you. Running scenarios like this will help prepare you for anything.
 * Morgan: Thanks, Father. I'll give some of your strategy texts another read-through. But know this - one of these days, I WILL outmaneuver you!
 * Avatar: Okay, we'll see about that, kiddo. But you're welcome to try me anytime. I'm always happy to accept a challenge. All right then, we're done for today.
 * Morgan: Okay! See you tomorrow!
 * Avatar: ...Phew, that was a close one. I was one step shy of getting completely wiped out. I'd hoped that to be an unattainable goal for a little longer so she would push herself. In actuality, I'M the one who needs a push. Better dust off a few of these books myself.

C Support

 * Chrom: Finished training for today, Avatar?
 * Avatar: With combat practice, yes. But I thought I might review a few battle histories...
 * Chrom: You should relax a bit. Put your feet up. Experienced soldiers rest when they can. On a campaign like this, you never know when the next battle might break out.
 * Avatar: Heh, so I've noticed. With all that's happened recently, we've barely had time to even eat.
 * Chrom: It's been a tough road, to be sure. And it's only going to get harder.
 * Avatar: I do try and rest when I can, though. A lady needs her beauty sleep, after all.
 * Chrom: Er...
 * Avatar: ...What? Did I say something?
 * Chrom: Er, no... No, it's nothing. It's just that... Well, I just didn't consider you the type to care after beauty and such... I suppose I've never really thought of you as a lady.
 * Avatar: Excuse me?!
 * Chrom: No! I mean - I didn't mean - not like that! That is to say, a "lady," per se... Er... You know, how you fight and strategize, and... Not to say a lady can't fight, but... Gods, this is coming out all wrong.
 * Avatar: My goodness, Chrom. You're the scion of a noble family, aren't you? Didn't they teach you manners at your fancy schools growing up?
 * Chrom: Oh, gods, yes. Of course they did. We spent a whole term on etiquette.
 * Avatar: Perhaps you could use another term, this time on how to talk with a lady.
 * Chrom: It's just my image of a lady is someone so prim and proper... perfumed, and pretty... Nothing like you at all! When I look at you, I just don't see a "lady." Does that- ...Er, Avatar? What... What are you doing with that rock?
 * Avatar: I'm thinking a sharp blow to the head might help fix your eyesight.
 * Chrom: N-no, wait! It was just a joke! Ha ha... ha? ...Gotta go!
 * Avatar: I don't believe it. The little craven actually ran away! What kind of manners... Sheesh... Oh, well. Perhaps it's only fair. It's not like I think of him as a gentleman, let alone some fancy noble.

B Support

 * Chrom: Hey, Avatar? ...Avatar! Are you in here?! Avatar! ...HELLO? I HAVE A QUESTION ABOUT OUR NEXT MOVE!
 * Avatar: Chrom?! I-is that you? Er, if you could just wait outside, I'll just be a moment...
 * Chrom: What? Come on in? ...Gods, why is it so steamy in here? Did someone leave-
 * Avatar: KYAAAAAAAAAAAA!
 * Chrom: Ah, there you are. I can hardly see a thing through all this blasted steam... Anyway, I wanted to consult with you on tomorrow's march. You see... ...... Er, is there any special reason you aren't wearing any clothing?
 * Avatar: Chrom? Rather than stand there like a slack-jawed village idiot... PERHAPS YOU COULD WAIT OUTSIDE LIKE I ASKED?!
 * Chrom: But, I... You... Oh gods, I'm SO sorry! I didn't mean to! That is to say-
 * Avatar: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUT!
 * Chrom: R-right! Absolutely! Straightaway! I'll, er, wait outside the tent.
 * Avatar: All right, you! What sort of idiot blunders straight into the women's bathing tent?!
 * Chrom: I'm sorry! Very, very sorry! I misheard you, I swear it. I had no intention of peeping!
 * Avatar: *Sigh* ...Just... Fine. Apology accepted. Now what was so damned important?
 * Chrom: Oh, er. I was hoping you could offer some advice on tomorrow's route.
 * Avatar: Fine. What are the options?
 * Chrom: Well, according to this map, one route is this steep trail through the hills. Or we could circle the hills and follow the main road across the plain. I imagine either would work but wanted to see if you had a preference.
 * Avatar: Hmm... I'd say the path through the hills. The main road would be easier, but we'd be more exposed if we encountered foes.
 * Chrom: Right... That's what I was thinking. Thanks for the advice. And, er... Yes! Well, that's it, I guess! So... yes. Bye.
 * Avatar: Good-bye.
 * Chrom: ...And Avatar? I'm really sorry about the bath thing. I honestly didn't mean to catch you like that.
 * Avatar: It's fine. Water under the bridge. Let's forget about it and move on.
 * Chrom: Er, right. Yes. Good idea. So! I'll catch you later? Argh, no! I mean, I'll SEE you later! ...ARGH! NO! I mean... Good-bye!

A Support

 * Chrom: I feel so awkward around Avatar. Ever since that bathing ten run-in... *sigh* Whenever I end up alone with her, I'm just frozen in embarrassment. Argh, what should I do? I've never had this problem before. ...Ah, I know: a bath! Yes, perhaps a nice hot bath is just the thing for my nerves... I'll have a soak and then find Avatar for a relaxed conversation, like always.
 * Avatar: Let's see... The lances and axes are kept around here somewhere... I'll just take a quick inventory and see if any need repairs or replacing... Somewhere... around here... Ah, here - the arms storage tent, I presume? All right then, I'll just head in and - AAAAAAGGGGGGHHH!
 * Chrom: Avatar?! Where'd you come from?
 * Avatar: KYAAAAAAAAAAAA!
 * Chrom: Blazes, what are YOU screaming for? If anyone should be screaming it's me, isn't it? You aren't supp - OUCH! Ow! Stop it! Stop throwing things! Hey, that's sharp! Don't - YEOWCH!
 * Avatar: ARGH! Have you NO shame?! Noble or not, you should AT LEAST wear a towel when you address a lady!
 * Chrom: B-but, you - OW! - you were the one who walked in on me!
 * Avatar: ...I... I'm sorry, Chrom.
 * Chrom: Are we done throwing things?
 * Avatar: I think. ...I don't know what happened. Something just snapped and...
 * Chrom: Well, no harm done. The gods' justice, perhaps, for my earlier blunder! Ha ha!
 * Avatar: Well, anyway, thanks for being so good natured about it all. I feel terrible about that soap dish. How's your ear doing?
 * Chrom: Better. It still stings a little, but better. In any case, look on the bright side: we've seen each other naked now, right? So I guess we've got nothing left to hide. In a way, we're closer than ever.
 * Avatar: Not the most appropriate way for a man and woman to get to know each other... But... I suppose as long as nobody else knows...
 * Chrom: Ha ha! It's like we're partners in crime sharing an unsavory past! Anything that brings us closer will make us stronger on the battlefield. Just you wait.
 * Avatar: Partners in crime? Heh heh, I like the thought of that. Well, partner, your secret's safe with me...

S Support

 * Avatar: Chrom! Just the man I wanted to see. We need to talk.
 * Chrom: *Gulp* Avatar?!
 * Avatar: It's about the route you drew up for tomorrow's march. I was looking at the map and I noticed... Chrom? Are you listening to me?
 * Chrom: Er, oh. Of course! ...Actually, no. I kind of had something to... do.
 * Avatar: Chrom, you're acting very strange. Are you hiding something from me?
 * Chrom: H-hide? You mean, HIDE hide? Oh, gods, no! N-nothing at all... Nope.
 * Avatar: Then why are you fidgeting like you've got a squirrel in your pantaloons?
 * Chrom: I-I'm not fidgeting! I'm perfectly relaxed. ...And, er, normal.
 * Avatar: And refusing to meet my eye? Listen, Chrom. Didn't you say that we're close friends, with no secrets between us? Didn't you mean that?
 * Chrom: N-no! I mean, yes! I mean... I swear, it's not like that!
 * Avatar: *Sigh* I know you've been avoiding me recently. And I'd like to know why, Chrom. I think I deserve an explanation. Please. I can't go on pretending there's nothing wrong. Do you dislike my company now?
 * Chrom: D-dislike you?! Egads, Avatar, of course I don't dislike you! Nothing could be further from the truth.
 * Avatar: Then why are you avoiding me?
 * Chrom: Er...
 * Avatar: Chrom?
 * Chrom: D-don't look at me like that... It's just that... we've been fighting a lot together. We're always side by side. At first, I thought of you as an ally, then a comrade, and finally a friend. I've felt the bonds of trust grow between us, stronger and stronger. And then I realized... you were more than just a friend.
 * Avatar: ...What do you mean?
 * Chrom: I mean I care about you, Avatar. As a man, and you as a woman.
 * Avatar: Chrom, we can't possibly-
 * Chrom: Wait, please! You've made me come this far, and now I'm going to say my piece.
 * Avatar: ...But when you're worked up like this, you might say something you regret.
 * Chrom: I don't care! I've tried to keep this bottled up, and I can't do it anymore. I'm going to tell you how I feel, even if your head explodes in embarrassment.
 * Avatar: O-kay?
 * Chrom: All right, deep breath... FHOOOOOO! ...Hold... and out... HAAAAAAAAAAAAH. Once more... FHOOOOOOOOO! Holding... holding... and out... HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. Right, I'm set now. Here goes. Prepare yourself, because I'm going to say it!
 * Avatar: ...Then say it already!
 * Chrom: Avatar... I'm in love with you.
 * Avatar: ...Oh.
 * Chrom: I have been from the very first moment I laid eyes on you. I just didn't realize it until the last little while.
 * Avatar: ......
 * Chrom: Look, I know this is sudden and I'm coming on like a wyvern in heat. But I'm not trying to force you into a decision, believe me. Whatever your answer, I shall abide by it - no matter how painful. And come what may, we'll always be friends. That I promise.
 * Avatar: This is... I'm sorry, Chrom, but this is impossible. The general and his chief tactician? It just... It wouldn't be right. Our first responsibility must be to the soldiers we lead, not to each other. You understand that, don't you?
 * Chrom: Yes, I do.
 * Avatar: But someday this war will end. We'll emerge victorious and bring peace back to the world. And when that happens, we'll be free to follow our hearts.
 * Chrom: ...OUR hearts?
 * Avatar: Yes... because I love you as well.
 * Chrom: You do? But that's... but that's... Wonderful! Ah ha ha ha! This is the best day of my life! Avatar... listen to me...
 * Chrom: You are the wind at my back, and the sword at my side. Together, my love, we shall build a peaceful world, just you and me.