Shamir/Supports

B Support

 * Shamir: Thanks for your help out there. Battles tend to go smoother with you around.
 * The same to you.
 * Smoother?
 * Shamir: ("The same to you.") Heh. I think you did most of the heavy lifting. It may be unwise to think this way on the battlefield... But I feel I can trust your commands without question.
 * Why's that?
 * I still make mistakes.
 * Shamir: ("I still make mistakes") Don't we all? But, judging by the results of our recent battles, you're clearly good at this. I've also noticed that you've been putting me in more precarious situations lately. Almost like you know I won't question your orders.
 * My apologies for that.
 * I know I can rely on you.
 * Shamir: ("I know I can rely on you") Hah! I'm glad you trust me to get the job done, but still... I knew you were doing it on purpose. You're a very important position, now that you're leading the charge against the Empire. Funny to think you used to just teach at the Officers Academy. Your old students still call you "Professor." That's no title for the commander of an army.
 * There's no harm in it.
 * I actually like it.
 * Shamir: (I actually like it.) You'll always be their professor, huh? You sure are an interesting one. My people lost the war and I was left to wander Fódlan alone, but I guess meeting you was my prize. You look confused. Did you not know any of this? I was living in my homeland of Dagda, up until the Imperial army destroyed it 10 years ago. But, being a mercenary, I have no real allegiance. That's why I'm working here now. Don't worry, though. I don't plan to turn on you.