Robin/Female Awakening Supports

With Chrom

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.

C Support

 * Avatar: So if the cavaliers spread out in a fan... And the pegasus knights sweep in from the flank...
 * Virion: Goodness, I can practically see smoke rising from your head. Whatever could have you working at such a fevered tilt?
 * Avatar: I'm practicing strategies and scenarios on this game board. After a hundred forced marches, these pieces are still ready for more. It saves me from running everyone ragged with training exercises.
 * Virion: ...How very clever. You even carved little enemy forces for them to fight. I'm impressed. And that doesn't happen often... with other people, I mean.
 * Avatar: Well, as long as I control friend and foe alike, it's not as effective as I'd prefer. After all, I can't plan for the unexpected when I know all the moves ahead of time.
 * Virion: Then permit me to be your opponent. I shall strike with the nobility of the lion and defend with the grace of the swan!
 * Avatar: Because swans are... good defenders? Er, never mind. I accept. So then. We'll take turns moving units until one of us claims the other's commander. Agreed?
 * Virion: Agreed and agreed again! Oh, what fun! ...Begin, please. By all means.
 * Avatar: Hold! I need to retract my last move.
 * Virion: Ha ha! Were that all enemy generals so generous! But alas, this is war. ...Checkmate, my good lady.
 * Avatar: ...Blast! I hate to admit it, but I am well and truly beaten.
 * Virion: Oh ho! I told you I was both a lion and a swan, did I not?
 * Avatar: More like a chicken and the far end of a horse! I'm no noble lord, but your strategy wasn't exactly what I'd call honorable.
 * Virion: Heavens! Aren't we plainspoken.
 * Avatar: At any rate, I appreciate the practice, but I must return for a meeting.
 * Virion: But I've barely had time to gloat!
 * Avatar: Ah, well, all part of the simulation. In actual war, you see, the loser is never present to witness gloating.
 * Virion: No, wait! Don't leave, Avatar! Let us play again!

B Support

 * Avatar: Ho, Virion! Care for a rematch? I have a method to defeat you this time for certain!
 * Virion: Oh? How thrilling! I do so love a challenge. Though I do recall you saying something similar before the last 20 attempts... One moment. You're not, by any chance, losing on purpose, are you, dear lady? I see now! This was all a ruse to spend more time with your noble Virion! Well, you're not the first to resort to such tricks with me. I must admit...
 * Avatar: For a grown man in a bib? I think not. Now make your move.
 * Virion: B-bib?! Now see here, you uncouth barbarian! This is a CRAVAT! This is the very height of fashion among sartorially minded nobility.
 * Avatar: ...Sounds fancy. Your move?
 * Virion: Gya! I can forgive ignorance, but sarcasm is another matter! You've made a mockery of the delicate art of hollow flattery! I demand satisfaction on the field of battle, milady. Have at you!
 * Avatar: Do your worst! Blast and blast again! Why can't I beat you?!
 * Virion: It seems my cravat is vindicated.
 * Avatar: I'll not speak to your fashion sense, but you have a real knack for strategy, Virion. Perhaps you should be giving the orders instead of me.
 * Virion: Inadvisable, my good lady. I fear we'd never last the war. Spare a second glance at the board and tell me: Who has more soldiers left alive?
 * Avatar: Ah...
 * Virion: I won, yes, but at what cost? Half the moves I make in this game could never be used in real battle. My own men would have my head on a pike before the enemy even reached me. No, this army needs a tactician who loathes the sacrifice of even a single man. It needs you, Avatar.
 * Avatar: Virion? That was almost... kind. Perhaps even sensible. Are you feeling well? You're starting to sound like a normal person.
 * Virion: I am ever the definition of sensibility. And "normal" is just another word for "common," thank you very much! Still, perhaps milady would see fit to reward the victor with a kiss?
 * Avatar: Nice try.

A Support

 * Avatar: *Sigh* I lose. ...Again.
 * Virion: It was your gambit with the wyvern rider seven moves back that doomed you.
 * Avatar: ...Ah, I see. Because that left my vanguard's flank exposed. You really are excellent at this, Virion. I just can't compete.
 * Virion: Nonsense! Why, you're winning almost one match in three as of late. The pace of your progress is frankly somewhat frightening.
 * Avatar: Any strides I've made have been due to your patience. Thank you for working with me. I've really come to look forward to our matches. The sad part is, unless I manage to best you at least once, I have trouble sleeping!
 * Virion: You would not be the first damsel to be kept awake by thoughts of me, you know... But I am happy to be of service, even if it is as your personal gamesman. If our matches help ease the burden you carry, then it is my honor to continue.
 * Avatar: ...And I am burdened, Virion. Sometimes I feel as if I could drown on dry land. The army relies on me to plan their every move and tactic. I lack the experience for such responsibility. It's enough to make a woman flee in terror.
 * Virion: And yet here you remain, where a lesser soul might have turned craven and ran. Such actions have earned you the respect of us all, you must know that? And regardless of this game, your skill on a true battlefield approaches genius. I am content to place my life in your hands, and that says a very great deal.
 * Avatar: Goodness, Virion! I think that's-
 * Virion: And if those honeyed words are not enough to aid your slumber? Then I shall be happy to lie in your cot and whisper a sweet lullaby while you-
 * Avatar: Not happening.
 * Virion: Ah, a pity. I am told I have quite the soothing effect, you know.

S Support

 * Virion: I have a proposal, Avatar. For today only, let us play our game by a different set of rules.
 * Avatar: What do you have in mind?
 * Virion: In the place of your carved commander, you will play with this.
 * Avatar: ...A ring? That's... an odd change to request...
 * Virion: I'm not finished! For if I win the match, you must accept the ring as a gift.
 * Avatar: Er, but wouldn't that mean you lose either way?
 * Virion: Of course. I'll win something else. ...Namely, your hand in marriage!
 * Avatar: Is... Is this some kind of joke?
 * Virion: On the contrary, milady! I have never been more serious in my entire life. So what say you? Will you play the Virion Gambit?
 * Avatar: ...What happens if I win?
 * Virion: Then I shall withdraw my offer and bow out like a true gentleman. I mean for this to be a true demonstration of the depths of my feelings for you. I would do anything to win your love!
 * Avatar: ...Then I must refuse.
 * Virion: B-but why?
 * Avatar: Because if I win, you're prepared to take the ring back and leave me be. ...And I don't want that.
 * Virion: Do you mean to tell me... you wish to marry me, win or lose? B-but then I win either way! Er, I mean, that is to say... Is that what you truly want?
 * Avatar: You've played this game for me, day after day, patiently teaching me all the while... Helping me build up my skills... Perhaps even helping me surpass your own skill... It seems you're willing to have a wife who is your better in ways - I like that!
 * Virion: Egads! I sense a domestic hierarchy already being locked into place... But, no matter! For one so beautiful, Virion is happy to play the role... A slave to love I shall be. Now please, accept my ring?
 * Avatar: Thank you, Virion. This is the happiest day of my life... Even better than the first time I beat you at that blasted game!
 * Virion: I love you, no, I am enamored with you, no, we are soulmates! Oooh, the sultry sonnets we will spin!

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: Hmm... I suppose snarfing down boar isn't very ladylike, now that I think about it?
 * Donnel: Huh? Are ya japin' with me now? Yer the finest lady I ever met! Back in my village, ain't a single milkmaid could hold a candle to ya!
 * Avatar: How kind of you to say, Donny. Do you really think-
 * Donnel: And ain't just you, neither! Every gal in this here army is a knockout. Yee-haw!
 * Avatar: Oh. I... see.

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 come 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, horses 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* *sniiiiiiff* 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?

S Support

 * Donnel: Gosh, Avatar. That was one heckuva to-do the other day!
 * Avatar: Indeed, that burned-fish odor lingered for days. Chrom was NOT happy about us stinking up the camp! ...Or the bears that followed the scent.
 * Donnel: Aw, crab apples. I sure I am sorry. Reckon I shoulda been more careful.
 * Avatar: No, it was my fault for burning my hand and making you fetch water. If anything, you kept a bad situation from getting any worse.
 * Donnel: Mabye. But I can't help thinkin' that if I was older and wiser and smarter... Well, maybe these kinds'a mishaps wouldn't keep happenin' to me.
 * Avatar: I could say the exact same thing. We're both only halfway to wisdom.
 * Donnel: So if we're both halfway, maybe we'd get more wise if we done got together?
 * Avatar: Got... together?
 * Donnel: I really hope ya don't think it forward of a simple country boy to be askin'... But I was hopin' ya'd do me the honor of acceptin' a present.
 * Avatar: ...A ring?
 * Donnel: In my whole life, I never met no one who's as much fun to be with as you. So I'm thinkin' it sure would be nice to spend the rest of my life with ya!
 * Avatar: Why, Donnel...
 * Donnel: Ya like my company and whatnot, don't ya, Avatar?
 * Avatar: Donnel, being with you is... It's like a nonstop festival ride.
 * Donnel: Then...?
 * Avatar: Yes. I accept.
 * Donnel: Yeeeeee-haaaaaaw!
 * Avatar: You'll do the cooking and laundry, and I'll be in charge of sleeping and eating.
 * Donnel: Huh? But... what about workin' together and gettin' wiser and all that?!
 * Avatar: It was just a joke, Donny.
 * Donnel: Haw haw! Good one, Avatar! Aw, I KNEW this'd be fun!
 * Donnel: I love ya. I don't reckon I could live without'cha. Let's you an' me settle down on the farm!

C Support

 * Avatar: Well, Lon'qu. It looks like we're partners for today's training session. You'll go easy on me, won't you?
 * Lon'qu: Hmph.
 * Avatar: ...Was that a yes or a no? In any case, let's get on with it.
 * Lon'qu: ...!
 * Avatar: Ha! You're as good as they say...
 * Lon'qu: Thank you.
 * Avatar: But not even bothering to draw your sword? It comes off as just a bit condescending.
 * Lon'qu: Swordplay is a man's pursuit. What does a woman know of- WHA-?
 * Avatar: HYAAAAAARGH!
 * Lon'qu: What in blazes are you doing, woman? Why are you... throwing... figs?!
 * Avatar: If you can't get close to a foe, you must engage him at long range. Basic tactics, really! I'm surprised you'd be unfamiliar with them.
 * Lon'qu: Well, no matter. It's not as if you'll ever hit me with one...
 * Avatar: Ooooh, that sounds like a challenge! All right, twinkle toes, dodge this! HIYA! HIYA! HIYA!
 * Lon'qu: S-stop it! Don't come... any closer! Please... stop tossing... figs!
 * Avatar: We have to... HIYA!... get close, to... HIYA!... train properly... HIYA!... Just a bit farther...
 * Lon'qu: ARGH! I won't stand here to be pelted with fruit by a madwoman! I'm leaving!
 * Avatar: Coward! Get back here!

B Support

 * Avatar: Hello, Lon'qu. Hey, where'd you get that nasty bruise on your chin?
 * Lon'qu: ......
 * Avatar: Ah, right. Fig wound. Sorry about that. ...Gracious, it looks rather swollen.
 * Lon'qu: I never imagined you'd continue your fruity assault while I slept!
 * Avatar: But it was the only way I was ever going to hit you...
 * Lon'qu: And how reckless of you to be sneaking into my tent at night. What if you'd been seen? Imagine what people would've thought!
 * Avatar: Oh, it's all right. I know exactly when and where everyone sleeps. I made sure I wouldn't be spotted.
 * Lon'qu: I honestly cannot tell sometimes if you are a genius or a complete dimwit.
 * Avatar: Well, silly can be cuter than clever, don't you think?
 * Lon'qu: I... have absolutely no idea what you mean by that.
 * Avatar: ...Er, yes. I think I was trying to be clever and disproved my own point...
 * Lon'qu: (Heh.)
 * Avatar: Wait... did you just laugh?!
 * Lon'qu: No.
 * Avatar: Yes you did! I distinctly heard you say "heh."
 * Lon'qu: Never! You are incapable of provoking so much as a chuckle from me.
 * Avatar: Oooooooh, THAT sounds like another challenge...
 * Lon'qu: Damn.
 * Avatar: Right! The game's afoot! I shall make you laugh one more time, no matter what!
 * Lon'qu: How do Iget myself into these things...

A Support

 * Lon'qu: Enough, Avatar!
 * Avatar: What? What's wrong?
 * Lon'qu: You've been mocking both me and your training. Don't deny it.
 * Avatar: How so?
 * Lon'qu: When we spar, you adopt a curious expression and poke me in the ribs.
 * Avatar: And haven't you noticed how much more relaxed you've been?
 * Lon'qu: What are you talking about?
 * Avatar: I'm talking about how I stand close, and you don't even break a sweat.
 * Lon'qu: ...Gods above... It's true... How could I not notice?! What witchcraft is this?!
 * Avatar: No magic, I swear. Just two comrade-in-arms who've grown accustomed to fighting side-by-side. I'm sorry if my behavior seemed strange, but I was only trying to help. I know all about your phobia of women, so I came up with a plan. I thought if I acted strangely enough, you'd be so distracted, you'd forget all about it!
 * Lon'qu: Heh. You are a con artist of the highest order...
 * Avatar: Hey! I made you laugh again!

S Support

 * Lon'qu: *Cough* *ahem* Er, Avatar? May I have a word?
 * Avatar: Oh, hello, Lon'qu. Something wrong? It's not like you to initiate a conversation.
 * Lon'qu: In our recent battle, did you... do something to me? Cast a spell? Slip me a potion?
 * Avatar: No, of course not... Why do you ask?
 * Lon'qu: I see... Then this feeling in my heart is from natural causes.
 * Avatar: Er, Lon'qu, are you feeling all right?
 * Lon'qu: No, it's frightening... but wonderful... You see, Avatar... It appears that I've grown... quite... fond of you.
 * Avatar: ...What?
 * Lon'qu: It's true. These feelings have grown despite my best efforts...
 * Avatar: It seems my plot to make you laugh had some unforeseen consequences.
 * Lon'qu: I must know - do you share my feelings? Even a little bit?
 * Avatar: Well, at first, I couldn't stand you... But then... something happened...
 * Lon'qu: Yes?
 * Avatar: Amazingly, yes. I... I've come to care for you, too, Lon'qu. Deeply.
 * Lon'qu: Ah. Right then... ...... I am not used to dealing with women. What step should I take next?
 * Avatar: Er, you could embrace me, I suppose?
 * Lon'qu: Very well... Like this?
 * Avatar: Amazing... Your phobia of women is completely gone!
 * Lon'qu: No. It's just... It's only gone with you.
 * Avatar: Heh. That might be the greatest compliment I've ever been paid.
 * Lon'qu: The next step I do know... Will you accept this?
 * Avatar: You bought me a ring? Wait, so you had this planned the whole time?
 * Lon'qu: For some time, yes. I bought it in town for you a few days past. ...I cannot tell you how hard it was to enter a women's jewelry store.
 * Avatar: And yet you did it for my sake!
 * Lon'qu: Never in my worst nightmares did I envision doing such a thing for a mere woman... But yes, I did it. For you. I hope you like it.
 * Avatar: ...A "mere" woman?!
 * Lon'qu: I confess: I do have feelings for... Gods, must all these emotions be so vexing?

C Support

 * Avatar: How are you feeling, Your Grace?
 * Emmeryn: ......
 * Avatar: If something troubles or concerns you, you will tell me, won't you?
 * Emmeryn: There is nothing...troubling me.
 * Avatar: Well, I'm pleased to hear that! But you must promise to let me know if anything changes.
 * Emmeryn: Very...well.
 * Avatar: I still remember those events as clearly as if they happened yesterday. That heady time when we fought against the Plegian threat side by side.
 * Emmeryn: ......
 * Avatar: You were a true inspiration to me. You know that? You strove so hard to avoid war and safeguard peace against all odds. And you persevered even when principles caused you and Chrom to clash.
 * Emmeryn: ......
 * Avatar: But I know Chrom wants peace as badly as you. He shares your dream.
 * Emmeryn: I don't...understand.
 * Avatar: It's okay, Your Grace. You're tired, and you've not recovered your memories. I doubt I'm making much sense.
 * Emmeryn: No, I...want to hear...it. Please...continue.
 * Avatar: Er, that's it, really. I just wanted you to know that we're doing what you wished. We're on the right road. I'm sure of it. The road that leads to peace.
 * Emmeryn: ......Peace...
 * Avatar: Yes, that's right. We're making your dream come true.
 * Emmeryn: Do I...help or...hinder? This...shell of me?
 * Avatar: You help, of course!
 * Emmeryn: That...is...good.
 * Avatar: So you mustn't give up on us OR yourself!

B Support

 * Avatar: How do you feel today, Your Grace?
 * Emmeryn: Will you...talk to me...again? As you did...before?
 * Avatar: If it pleases you. Perhaps I can tell you about Chrom. Would you like that.
 * Emmeryn: Chrom is...my...brother?
 * Avatar: That's right. He took over the throne, after you...Er, after you left. He's become a fine ruler. A beacon of hope, for people all across the world. They trust him to bring about a future of peace, and prosperity.
 * Emmeryn: Peace...and...prosperity...
 * Avatar: We're not there yet, though. We're fighting a terrible war against frightening odds. But at least Chrom gives us hope, even in these desperate hours. I know you'll be proud of him when you finally see all he has done.
 * Emmeryn:Very...well...
 * Avatar: Of course, once you've recovered, the first priority will be to reclaim your throne. You're still the exalt, after all.
 * Emmeryn: I am...exalt? I do not...understand...
 * Avatar: No, of course you wouldn't. Not yet, anyway.
 * Emmeryn: Chrom is...ruler. Chrom is...exalt. He must...lead.
 * Avatar: Well...if that were to be your wish, then of course it would be done.
 * Emmeryn: ......Avatar: But it's too early for that, now. When your memeory has returned, then you can make a decision.
 * Emmeryn: Wh-why not...now?
 * Avatar: Because...Well, because Chrom wants you back on the throne, that's why! The thought that you'll return gives him strength, to keep going.
 * Emmeryn: I...see. I shall...do as you say.
 * Avatar: You just focus on recovering your memories, and I'll drop by whenever I can to help.

A Support

 * Avatar: Your Grace. How are you today?
 * Emmeryn: ......
 * Avatar: Your Grace?...Emmeryn? Are you all right? Are you feeling unwell?
 * Emmeryn: I am...quite well. I have been...thinking.
 * Avatar: You have?
 * Emmeryn: What...am I? Who...am I?
 * Avatar: But...You're Exalt Emmeryn.
 * Emmeryn: So I am...told. But...with no memories... I cannot...lead. I cannot...inspire. I am...an empty shell...A burden...Of no use...to anyone.
 * Avatar: Nothing could be further from the truth! Why have you started thinking like this? Was it something I said?
 * Emmeryn: You did...nothing...wrong.
 * Avatar: No, I did. It was all that talk about Chrom being an inspiration to us, was it not? About his need for you to recover your memories and reclaim your rightful throne? I've been putting too much pressure on you... Of course you feel helpless. Oh, Your Grace! Please forgive me!
 * Emmeryn: Stop...blaming...yourself. You are...innocent.
 * Avatar: But, Your Grace!
 * Emmeryn: I am...glad to...speak...to you...Avatar. I am grateful...that you...come to me...like this. I...did not know...what I must...do... But now...I have...a goal. A reason...to live.
 * Avatar: ......
 * Emmeryn: I am...most grateful...to you. I'm sorry...I am still...so weak...
 * Avatar: You're growing stronger every day. I'm sorry if I ever made you doubt it.
 * Emmeryn: Don't...blame yourself. Just...promise me...that you...will help until...I am strong...again.
 * Avatar: Of course I will, Emmeryn! I shall stay with you always, whether you recover your memories or not! A bond of friendship unites us now, and never shall it be broken.
 * Emmeryn: ...You...serve me...because...I am...exalt. If is...your...duty...
 * Avatar: I serve you because you are my friend.
 * Emmeryn: Avatar... Thank...you...