Before Awakening/Script

Avatar with Chrom:

 * Avatar: Thank you for supporting us, Chrom. It's encouraging to have allies here.
 * Chrom: I should be thanking you for warning us about this danger. Avatar... Can I ask you something? You're a Prince/Princess, correct?
 * Avatar: More or less.
 * Chrom: As I mentioned before, I am royalty as well.
 * Avatar: Really? I wasn't sure I'd heard you correctly earlier.
 * Chrom: I'm part of the Halidom of Ylisse.
 * Avatar: But...isn't it dangerous for you to be out doing patrols?
 * Chrom: Perhaps, but no more dangerous than you chasing beasts in an unfamiliar forest.
 * Avatar: Hah, fair enough.
 * Chrom: Speaking of unfamiliar...where do you come from, Avatar? I know royal families from many neighboring kingdoms, but I've never heard of you.
 * Avatar: I doubt you've heard of my lands, actually... Hoshido and Nohr aren't likely to appear on your maps...
 * Chrom: Did you say Hoshido and Nohr? The mythical kingdoms?
 * Avatar: Mythical?
 * Chrom: I doubt there are many people who haven't heard a story about Hoshido and Nohr.
 * Avatar: I don't... I'm not sure how to respond.
 * Chrom: You don't have to explain things to me if you'd rather not. I won't pry into your affairs. After all, we're going to have to trust each other if we're going to get through this.
 * Avatar: He's trusting... Most people wouldn't accept a claim of royal heritage without proof. He and I share a faith in others, I guess. But what did he mean when he called Hoshido and Nohr mythical kingdoms? Where are we?

Avatar with Frederick:

 * Frederick: Hm... I wonder...
 * Avatar: Frederick, was it? Did you need something?
 * Frederick: Avatar, are you truly royalty?
 * Avatar: I am, yes.
 * Frederick: I see. Would you mind if I asked you to show me something to prove your lineage?
 * Avatar: You want proof?! I don't think I've ever been asked that before...
 * Frederick: Anything will do. You could share the names of key people in your kingdom... If you have a brand proving you are royalty, you could show me that as well.
 * Avatar: A brand? I don't have one... I don't really think I can name key people, either...
 * Frederick: If that is the case, I'd ask that you please avoid contact with milord and milady.
 * Avatar: E-excuse me?
 * Frederick: Keep at least 10 spears of distance between you and them at all times. It can be difficult to keep track in the heat of battle, but try to hold to that limit.
 * Avatar: You want me to stay that far away in the middle of a fight?! That's crazy!
 * Frederick: You should consider yourself lucky I'm only imposing 10. I could have said 20! I simply can't allow a complete stranger to compromise their safety!
 * Avatar: Ugh, I know you don't know me, but I think you're taking this too far! Maybe I can give you something as a sign of friendship? I have some delicious jerky...
 * Frederick: Jerky? Not a good start... Pray tell, what beast is this jerky made from?
 * Avatar: It's bear meat!
 * Frederick: AHHHHHHHH! No! Never! Get it away!!
 * Avatar: Wha— Hey! Where are you going?! Man, he really hates me. All I want is to be friends...

Avatar with Lissa:

 * Avatar: How are you holding up, Lissa? I'm sorry you got pulled into this mess.
 * Lissa: Don't worry about me! I'm just fine. I'm grateful to have this opportunity to fight side by side with someone like you. We don't have anyone in the Shepherds, besides my brother, who can lead like you.
 * Avatar: Hahaha... You flatter me.
 * Lissa: Hey, I really mean it! Say, Avatar. When we're done here, it'd be great if you joined us!
 * Avatar: I appreciate the offer, Lissa, but I have some important things waiting back home.
 * Lissa: I'm not surprised. Sorry for putting you on the spot like that. You are a prince/princess after all. I'm sure you're busy running your kingdom and stuff.
 * Avatar: Something like that... Thanks for inviting me, though. If fate had brought us together at another time, I could see myself joining your group.
 * Lissa: Avatar...
 * Avatar: Never fear, though! I'm sure you'll meet many new people on your adventures.
 * Lissa: You really think so?
 * Avatar: I do.
 * Lissa: Well, if you say so, then I have a feeling it just might happen! Thanks, Avatar!

Jakob with Frederick:

 * Jakob: Hey, jerk. What's the big idea?!
 * Frederick: Are you talking to me? What have I done to earn such rudeness from you?
 * Jakob: Huh? You're the one being rude! You keep looking at Lord/Lady Avatar like he's/she's up to no good!
 * Frederick: I am only doing my duty in protecting milord from any kind of harm. It is only natural to be suspicious of a person I have never met. As a royal knight, I cannot afford to simply react to danger. I must anticipate and stop a situation before it can become dangerous.
 * Jakob: What you say makes sense, though I resent you seeing Lord/Lady Avatar as a threat. So long as we are being honest...I've been wondering if your "liege" is really a brigand.
 * Frederick: What?! You dare insult milord? Does your tongue know no bounds?
 * Jakob: You should not be so concerned with how I handle myself! Do we need to resolve this with more than just words?
 * Frederick: Hah, surely you jest. I would never take part in such shameful behavior here. I mustn't lose my head in a sign of devotion. After all, it would be no contest—none can rival my devotion as a retainer.
 * Jakob: You seem to be mistaken yet again. I am far more devoted than you could ever be. For example, I've created a custom blend of tea exclusively for my lord/lady.
 * Frederick: Ha! That's nothing. The needs of my liege are never, ever far from my mind. When milord decides to travel, I travel ahead and clear any obstacle. Not even the smallest pebble shall trouble milord.
 * Jakob: All through the night, I make sure that my lord's/lady's rooms are the ideal temperature. Too cold and I add another log to the fire. Too hot and I will quietly crack a window. I do this every night.
 * Frederick: Hah, you still do that? I overcame the need to monitor milord's room years ago. I did so by engineering windows that would crack themselves if a room grew too warm. I also personally chop the logs used in Chrom's fire. The size is never insufficient in providing warmth. They are also pleasing to the eye.
 * Jakob: ...
 * Frederick: ...
 * Jakob: That's a really good idea, actually.
 * Frederick: Thank you. That's kind of you to say.
 * Jakob: I'm not sure how I feel about your liege yet, but I think we'll get along fine.
 * Frederick: I also feel a sort of kinship with you now. You are the first person I've met that I can call my equal. If this wasn't a battlefield, I'd be compelled to continue this conversation.

If Owain/Odin with Lissa:

 * Odin: *pant...pant...* I've managed to avoid Uncle Chrom so far. If I can make it through this battle... Of course I can! Why would I doubt myself? A chosen warrior can be like a shadow when he needs to be. But really, what are the odds we'd end up here, of all places?! It seems the big conflict hasn't begun yet, but I should still avoid family at all--!
 * Lissa: Hey! Are you all right?
 * Odin: GAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!! Mot-- Er, Lissa?!
 * Lissa: Huh? How do you know my name?
 * Odin: Um... That's because I...heard it before! I mean just now! From Avatar!
 * Lissa: Oh! OK! I'm glad you're all right. I saw you talking to yourself, and I thought maybe you'd been injured. What's your name?
 * Odin: I am...Odin Dark.
 * Lissa: Odin, huh? Nice to meet you, Odin!
 * Odin: It's glorious to meet you, too! (It's hard to believe that she's going to be my mother someday.)
 * Lissa: Is something wrong? You keep staring at me...
 * Odin: Oh no, it's nothing! I'm going to get back to fighting now, though! The enemy will wait for no one!
 * Lissa: Awww, he left. There's something interesting about him. What a neat name, though. It sounds like one an amazing hero would have! If I ever have a son, I'll have to give him a name like that, too!

Inigo/Laslow with Chrom:

 * Laslow: I know it isn't the same time as when I left, but it still feels so good to be back. So good in fact, it makes me want to dance one of my mother's dances! La la la...
 * Chrom: You're quite an excellent dancer.
 * Laslow: What the---?! Ah, hello, Chr--- Err, I mean... You're Chrom, right?
 * Chrom: Indeed I am. Who are you?
 * Laslow: My names's... Laslow.
 * Chrom: Laslow, huh? It's not often we see such a skilled dancer around here.
 * Laslow: It's a hobby, really. I wouldn't call myself a professional by any means.
 * Chrom: Really? But you're so graceful.
 * Laslow: Thank you very much! I get embarrassed easily, and I don't want to be remembered... by you...
 * Chrom: That's... a bit strange. But I can respect it if you want me to leave. I apologize for bothering you.
 * Laslow: Oh, wait! Can I ask you one thing before you go?
 * Chrom: What's that?
 * Laslow: If you meet a woman one day... One who dances like me, maybe... If you meet her, could you tell her that she's an inspiration to me? Please? And that I wish all the happiness in the world for her and her family?
 * Chrom: I... suppose I can do that, as strange as such a request is. You actually think I'll meet such a woman?
 * Laslow: I'd bet my life savings that you will.
 * Chrom: That's some confidence. All right, I promise. But in return, promise me you won't give up on your dancing and that someday... you'll come back here to entertain us all.
 * Laslow: I promise.

Severa/Selena with Chrom:

 * Selena: Huh?! Is that... Chrom?! I need to hide!
 * Chrom: What in the world are you doing in those bushes?! You're... Are you one of Avatar's allies?
 * Selena: Huh? You don't recognize me? I mean, um... Hello! We haven't met yet! I guess. I hope. I don't see her here, so that's a good sign at least.
 * Chrom: Who are you talking about?
 * Selena: A certain red-haired pegasus knight in your service.
 * Chrom: Ah, you mean Cordelia? She's one of my castle knights, that's true, though I wouldn't say she's in my service.
 * Selena: Ah, so she hasn't joined you yet. I see.
 * Chrom: Are you a friend of Cordelia?
 * Selena: Oh no, I'm her... What I meant to say is, we're not acquainted yet. I've just heard about her from... people. ...Say, when you see her, can you tell her something for me? Tell her you met a girl named Selena who swears to surpass her someday.
 * Chrom: O...K.
 * Selena: Don't give me that. I'm counting on you to pass on my message. Listen, it's important. You have to be the one who tells her. Maybe over a cup of tea. Alone. Just the two of you. She hides it well, but she needs you to be the one to help her!
 * Chrom: I... see... I'll try to do what I can for her.
 * Selena: Good. That settles that then.
 * Chrom exits
 * Selena: I hope you like my present for you, Mom. Enjoy your time together with Lord Chrom. You'll forgive me for this, right, Daddy? Don't worry---no matter what happens, I know she'll choose you in the end

Caeldori with Chrom:

 * Chrom: Hm? Cordelia, what are you doing here?
 * Caeldori: Are you talking to me? I'm sorry, but you have the wrong person. My name is Caeldori.
 * Chrom: O-oh... You're the splitting image of a pegasus knight I know. My apologies.
 * Caeldori: Please, don't give it a second thought. You're Chrom, correct? I heard your name a moment ago. It seems Fate has brought us together, so let's cooperate to defeat our foes.
 * Chrom: Sounds good to me.
 * Caeldori: I didn't expect him to talk to me all of the sudden like that. I have to admit though.. He does seem rather charming.

Ophelia with to Lissa:

 * Lissa: Hey! Hey, you! Are you hurt?
 * Ophelia: Hm? No, I'm fine. Even if I were injured, a capable warrior such as myself wouldn't - Woah! Just who are you?!
 * Lissa: Excuse me?
 * Ophelia: You're...you're amazing! You have an aura that absolutely screams "chosen one!" It's like you're all...sparkles...and pow!
 * Lissa: Sparkles and pow?
 * Ophelia: Yeah!
 * Lissa: Hahah, I like the way you talk!
 * Ophelia: You understand me with ease? Do the wonders never cease with you?! Oooh, I feel so fired up! This is like when I realized my mark proved I was chosen!
 * Lissa: A mark? What, like a bruise? You said you weren't hurt!
 * Ophelia: No, not like a bruise, it's more... Hrm (I have this strange feeling...like I shouldn't say more about my mark...) Actually, it is a bruise. A small one that you needn't worry about!
 * Lissa: If you say so... Just be sure to tell me if you get seriously hurt, OK? I can help! I'm Lissa, by the way! What's your name?
 * Ophelia: Ophelia Dusk, at your service!
 * Lissa: What an amazing name! I feel like the two of us could be best of friends!
 * Ophelia: Friends?
 * Lissa: Sure! You don't think I'm being too presumptuous, do you?
 * Ophelia: Heavens and stars, no! I'd be honored to be friends with someone special like you. However, we probably should return to the noble task of defeating the enemy...
 * Lissa: As, you're right! Let's talk later then!
 * Ophelia: So there are people like the chosen ones in other worlds, too. I think we'd grow into fast friends if we met again someday.