Summer Scramble/Script

Opening Dialogue

 * Chrom: ...Huh? Now where are we?
 * Merchant: Oh, you finally made it! Welcome to the Hotrealm, the Outrealms' hottest resort! It's about time you arrived. I was starting to worry.
 * Chrom: "Hotrealm"? WHat does...er... Beg pardon, milady—we seem to have caught you changing outfits. Please, finish dressing first and then we can chat.
 * Merchant: What do you mean, finish? I'm fully dressed already! Haven't you ever seen a bikini before?
 * Chrom: ...Is that what they call smallclothes in this realm?
 * Merchant: Smallclothes?! Wow, you really are from the sticks, aren't you? A bikini is just a two-piece swimsuit. ...You DO know what a swimsuit is, right?
 * Chrom: Heh. I'm familiar with the concept, yes...
 * Merchant: Really? 'Cause by the way you're staring, I'd swear this is the first you've seen...
 * Chrom: Huh? ...Oh, that! Well, I was, er, merely admiring the design!
 * Merchant: Uh-huh. So that flush in your cheeks is just sunburn, right? Or perhaps you're picturing someone else in a similarly "admirable" design, hmm?
 * Chrom: What? No! What sort of degenerate do you take me for?
 * Merchant: All right, well, you'll get used to it. This is pretty typical dress here in the Hotrealm. In fact, this is one of the more conservative outfits... Anyway, where are my manners? Let me show you to your cabana.
 * Chrom: We have a cabana...? It almost sounds like you've been expecting us...
 * Merchant: Well, of COURSE we have, silly! Who do you think sent the invitation?
 * Chrom: Invitation? We received no invitation.
 * Merchant: WHAT?! You didn't? Not even the brochures? The lotion samples?!
 * Chrom: Sorry.
 * Merchant: Ugh, I cannot believe this. We had the perfect vacation all planned out for you. Stupid interrealm mail service! I mean, you ARE the Shepherds, right? My sisters told me about how you've been going around saving the Outrealms... We all agreed the LEAST we could do is give you a day pass to the resort.
 * Chrom: Oh? Well, that's very kind of you. ...Not as kind as actually helping us in battle rather than just watching, but—
 * Merchant: Hey, you guys are bona fide celebrities. You were made to be stared at!
 * Chrom: I...don't think that's true at all, actually—
 * Merchant: All right, no more protesting! You're going to frolic in the water, and that's that! Now, your sorcerer friends have already changed into their swimsuits. If they can do it, so can you, big guy. Go on, show a little skin! Here. I've got a swimsuit just for you. It's embroidered with the Ylissean Brand!
 * Chrom: Um...whose idea was it to embroider it right smack in the middle of my—
 * Frederick: Milord!
 * Chrom: Frederick! ...Save me.
 * Merchant: Hey, handsome. Want to try on your lord's swimsuit since he won't wear it?
 * Chrom: Better you than me, Frederick.
 * Frederick: I fear my derriere is not worthy. ...And more importantly, the beach has been overrun by brigands!
 * Chrom: What?!
 * Merchant: Brigands? Oh, come ON! Why is everyone trying to ruin your special day?
 * Chrom: Is anyone hurt?
 * Frederick: No, milord. The beach was evacuated without incident. It seems the brigands are more interested in hogging the beach. ...It IS a nice beach.
 * Chrom: Well, we can't take any chances. We'd better put these resort crashers to rout. Rally the Shepherds!
 * Merchant: ...Wow. That escalated fast. I don't think his sorcerers even had time to change out of their swimsuits. ...Oh well! They're the Shepherds. They'll put on a great show regardless of their attire. And hey, I could probably charge admission to watch this! Where's my ledger?!

After Battle Starts

 * Chrom: This is some resort they've got here. No wonder people come here to relax. I should let the troops rest up here once the fighting is done. After all, they were kind enough to send us an invitation...
 * Merchant: ATTENTION, SHEPHERDS. THIS IS A SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT. *Click* *hiss* IS THIS EVEN WORKING?
 * Chrom: Ack! What giant is this that addresses me from beyond the sea?!
 * Merchant: OH... Sorry! I just lowered the volume. I'm using a Megaphone tome to talk to you long distance. It's an Anna original. Sometimes kids get lost at the resort. Their parents freak out... You know. ...And when you reply, would you please speak clearly into those seashells?
 * Chrom: These ones here? Huh. So that's what they're for... Anyway, what's this special announcement?
 * Merchant: Well, remember how I mentioned you were celebrities? The Hotrealm put it to a vote, and we picked our four favorite Shepherds!
 * Chrom: You...voted on us?
 * Merchant: Sure did! Oh, don't worry, though—you're all loved. ...Just not equally. Anyway, the four winners will receive a very special prize! For the men, the winners are... Drumroll, please... Chrom aaaaaand...Gaius! Big round of applause! And for the ladies, we have... Tharja aaaaaand...Cordelia! Aren't they just lovely? Now which of you four are here with us today? Wait right here at this winners' circle to claim your prize! By the way, today's poll was just for the elder generation. The fruits of their loins will get their shot at glory another time!
 * Chrom: Elder generation...? I think I need to sit down...
 * Merchant: Uh-oh! Hope it's not heatstroke, old-timer! You'd better drop by the winners' circle and cool down! *click* *hiss*
 * Chrom: Well, my name was called... I suppose I'll go see what this is all about.

Chrom

 * Chrom: I'm fairly certain this is the "winners circle" she mentioned... So what do I win?
 * Merchant: Oh, you made it! This is so exciting! Since you were selected as one of the world's most popular men... the Hotrealm has decided to present you this commemorative swimsuit! Go ahead—try it on! Your fans are waiting.
 * Chrom: Huh? W-wait a second! These are those smallclothes you tried to get me to wear before!
 * Merchant: They are not smallclothes! And they cost a lot of gold to make. It's not easy getting these things tailored to royal proportions. Now march that rear end of yours into the changing room!
 * Chrom: H-hey! I'm supposed to try this on? If feels like I'm trying the rest of my garments OFF. Ugh, I guess the cape needs to come off first.. And I'll just lean my sword against here... *Wriggle, jiggle* *Boink* ...Have I got this on backwards? Tell me the Brand doesn't go in the front... Ugh, this is mortifying. I can't let Avatar and the others see me like this, or I'll— Ack! Was that a draft?
 * Merchant: Chrom? Are you finished?
 * Chrom: "Finished" is probably the an apt word, yes...
 * Merchant: Okay, then. Come on out!
 * (Chrom's CG)
 * Chrom: Here, satisfied? D-do I look okay?
 * Merchant: *Whistle* Like a perfect 10! Let's just say the Brand really brings out your royal attributes.
 * Chrom: I feel like a buffoon...
 * Merchant: What are you, crazy? You're a knockout in that!
 * Chrom: Really? ...You mean it?
 * Merchant: Trust me. Now get out there and waste some brigands!
 * Chrom: What?! I can't fight like this! Tomes are one thing, but I can't stop swords and lances in just my skin!
 * Merchant: Why not? You look plenty armed and dangerous to me. The historians would have a field day!
 * Chrom: Yeah...and so would the enemy. I'm not sure which would be worse—them stabbing me or laughing at me.
 * Merchant: Heh heh. All right, all right. I suppose I'll let you off the hook. Go ahead and change back into your armor.
 * Chrom: Thank the gods... The wind kind of...tickles...when I've got this on...
 * Merchant: Thanks for dropping by, Chrom. What did you think of your swimsuit? Pretty liberating, huh?
 * Chrom: You could say that... I'll admit my armor feels almost suffocating now that I've got it back on. It's no wonder you dress like that here in the Hotrealm.
 * Merchant: In that case, why don't you buy the swimsuit? It was expensive, but I'd be willing to part with it for, say this...paltry sum?
 * Chrom: Good gods... Aren't there at least two zeros too many on that figure? Avatar would have my head if I blew through that kind of gold.
 * Merchant: Really? That's too bad. I'll leave the offer open!

Gaius

 * Gaius: Hellooo? I'm here to collect my prize?
 * Merchant: Oh! Come on in. I'm so glad you made it! Since you were selected as one of the world's most popular men...the Hotrealm has decided to present you with this commemorative swimsuit! Go on—you can get changed in here. Don't keep your fans waiting!
 * Gaius: You want me to wear this tiny piece of scrap cloth? Nice try, honey. But a thief needs to be inconspicuous.
 * Merchant: What if I throw in a box of the Hotrealm's finest confections?
 * Gaius: ...What body part would you like me to stick this on?
 * Merchant: That's the spirit! Now, into the changing room...
 * Gaius: Me an my sweet tooth... Maybe I shouldn't have been so gung ho about this. There must be laws against parading around in your skivvies outdoors. Well, let's get it over with. I can leave my headband on, I guess... *Wobble, bobble* *CRASH* Aw, son of a—I dropped my stash! Where do my legs go in this damn thing? ...Now I've just gotta hide my candy again and—oh. Crap.
 * Merchant: Gaius? Are you done changing?
 * Gaius: ...More or less.
 * Merchant: Then come on out!
 * (Gaius' CG)
 * Merchant: Wow! Hello, hunk. Those candies on your trunks just scream, "Unwrap me."
 * Gaius: Ugh...
 * Merchant: What's wrong?
 * Gaius: I guess it would be a little sticky, but if all else fails...
 * Merchant: Hello? You listening?
 * Gaius: Oh. Sorry. I was just trying to figure out where to hide my sweets. My usual outfit is full of secret pockets and what have you, but this... And let's not even talk about what salt water would do to my stash.
 * Merchant: Well, just promise you won't get too creative with your hidey holes, okay? ...Say, how come you've got that kerchief wrapped around your forearm?
 * Gaius: Huh?! Oh, uh, you know. Long story...
 * Merchant: Injuries?
 * Gaius: Something like that.
 * Merchant: Well, if you ask me, you should be more worried about hiding that baby fat. Is that a six-pack or a one-pack?
 * Gaius: Hey! It's more than you'll ever see! Like it's not embarrassing enough to wear this clown suit... Look, you got what you wanted. I'm changing back into my own duds. I expect that box of confections in one hour, or there'll be blood to pay!
 * Merchant: Hey! Take it easy there, pal... Ah well. He can pout all he wants now that I've got what I came for... Glad you stopped by, Gaius. So what did you think of your swimsuit?
 * Gaius: I hated it. I belong in my own breeches, no question. ...But thanks for the life experience, I guess.
 * Merchant: No problem. And there I thought you'd already done it all. ...Well, here's that reward I promised.
 * Gaius: Yes! Sweet, sweet candy. Come to Papa... Hey, hold on. These are you finest confections? They look pretty ordinary to me.
 * Merchant: No, sir. See those swirls? That's seaweed we harvest. It gives the candy a salty kick.... Plus it's good for you. And you won't find anything like it elsewhere. ...And you may not want to.
 * Gaius: Heh, I see. Well, as long as it sates my sweet tooth, I won't complain. So long, Red.

Cordelia

 * Cordelia: This should be the place... Beg pardon! Is anyone here?
 * Merchant: Oh! There you are, Cordelia. You look ravishing today. Since you were selected as one of the world's most popular ladies... the Hotrealms has decided to present you with this commemorative swimsuit! Step right inside, and you can try it on. Your fans would like that, I'm sure.
 * Cordelia: Fans? Ah, yes. The popularity contest of which you spoke before.
 * Merchant: Ha, sharp as a tack! Can't pull a fast one on the famous Cordelia. But Don't just do this for your fans. Do it as a treat for yourself too.
 * Cordelia: All right, then. That I shall.
 * Merchant: Great! Let's get you into the changing room then.
 * Cordelia: What a charming little garment! You even picked my favorite color. I wonder if my beloved would look my way if I wore this outside... Oh, that would send me into raptures! *Fwip, shwip* *Thwunk* Ack! This leaves far too little to the imagination... And speaking of far too little... Oh, where is my breastplate when I need it? There must be some extra stockings around here or...something...
 * Merchant: Cordelia? Is everything all right?
 * Cordelia: I've finished changing... But I'm far too mortified to set foot outside...
 * Merchant: What? But you have such a wonderful figure! Let me come inside and have a look.
 * Cordelia: What? ...No! Stay out! Pleeeeeease!
 * (Cordelia's CG)
 * Cordelia: ...Ugh! Why did you have to come in?
 * Merchant: Woah! You look amazing! What was all that groaning about being mortified? Were you worried the men's hearts would stop when they saw you? Very chivalrous, but I think you can make your debut with pride.
 * Cordelia: But my...you know...
 * Merchant: Your "you know"? Why are you holding our chest like that? Are you not feeling well? Here, let me have a look... Arms wide!
 * Cordelia: Ack! No, please don't! Please, milady—NOOOOOO!
 * Merchant: ...Ohhh.
 * Cordelia: ......
 * Merchant: I get it now. You're worried your size won't cut it with the guys, is that it?
 * Cordelia: M-must you be so direct?! *Sigh* Now everyone will know my breastplate is a sham.
 * Merchant: Now, now. Don't be upset, Cordelia. We can't all have everything, you know. It's the flaws that bring out our beauty!
 * Cordelia: *Sniff* You mean it?
 * Merchant: Of course!
 * Cordelia: Well...all right. But I'd still like to put my armor back on.
 * Merchant: Take your time. I'll be waiting outside. Thank you, Cordelia. You were a good sport.
 * Cordelia: Sorry I fell apart in there.
 * Merchant: You have nothing to apologize for. Now that we've share a secret, I feel like we're sisters. To be honest, it's a relief to see a softer side of you. A legend like you can be kind of intimidating, if you know what I mean.
 * Cordelia: Hee hee. Thanks... I feel as though I have gained a sister as well. Perhaps we can share more stories once all the fighting is done.
 * Merchant: That sounds great to me.

Tharja

 * Tharja: ...Is this the place? Where is that fool of a woman who calls her own protectors away from a battlefield?
 * Merchant: Ah! Tharja! Don't you look cheery today. Since you've been selected as one of the world's most popular ladies...the Hotrealm has decided to present you with this commemorative swimsuit! You can change in here. Don't let all those eager fans down!
 * Tharja: ...... So I just have to wear this?
 * Merchant: If you don't mind. To be honest, I half expected you to threaten to hex me.
 * Tharja: I would rather get this whole horrible wasteful experience over with.
 * Merchant: Um...okay... Well! Let's just get you into that changing room, shall we?
 * Tharja: Hrm... There's not much here to wear. No one wants to see ME in this. Unless... Yes perhaps Avatar would like it! This could be the key to winning his/her affections! *Bustle, rustle* *Sproing* Oof... It's a little tight... Is it supposed to hug my chest like this? And why is it...nngh...riding so far up my behind? Just what is this merchant up to, anyway?
 * Merchant: Tharja, are you all changed?
 * Tharja: You should know, vixen swindler. I demand answers!
 * Merchant: What's wrong? You don't like your swimsuit? Hang on. Let me take a look...
 * (Tharja's CG) (Note: Tharja's swimsuit is censored by a cloak in the American version of this game.)
 * Tharja: ...Haven't you ever heard of knocking?
 * Merchant: Sorry! It sounded like you needed help. My gosh, Tharja—most women would kill for that body.
 * Tharja: ...Thanks. So did I.
 * Merchant: Er...so what's the problem? The swimsuit looks great on you. I think I picked out the perfect design.
 * Tharja: ...Did you even bother to check my size?
 * Merchant: Uh-oh. Too tight?
 * Tharja: My uncanny valleys beg for reprieve. You bought me size too small on purpose, didn't you?
 * Merchant: I'm sorry, Tharja. I guess I got too focused on the design. And anyway, it's hard to get someone's measurements right based on hearsay. you've got a lot more, er, femininity than I'd heard.
 * Tharja: Spare me your flattery, slattern. Now I'll never win Avatar's affections! I can't even step outside.
 * Merchant: Avatar... Your tactician, right? He/She didn't quite make the swimsuit list, but he/she scored high in the polls. I'd say he's/she's even on par with you.
 * Tharja: ...What? On par? ...We have parity?! Then it's true! Some force binds us!
 * Merchant: Tharja? Slow down! You'll rip the swimsu—
 * Tharja: Aside, woman. I must change my attire at once and join my chosen one. My keen perception does not lie!
 * Merchant: Well, that was an adventure, wasn't it, Tharja?
 * Tharja: I've ventured into worse. Are we don't here?
 * Merchant: Yes. Sorry your swimsuit was too small.
 * Tharja: I will lose no sleep over your bust-binding torture device. Now if you'll excuse me...Avatar needs me.
 * (Tharja leaves)
 * Merchant: Right, um...bye? Well, she's certainly got personality. No wonder she rocked the polls.

Chrom
"It feels a bit strange to get the celebrity treatment... But I'll admit—after a long march, it's nice to be pampered. The least we can do in return is live up to the gossip and rout these fiends!"

- Chrom's pre-battle quote.

The Avatar
"This place is stunning. It hardly feels like we're in the midst of battle. Once this mess is dealt with, we should let the others take a load off. Does that sound all right to you, brigand? ...Good!"

- The Avatar's pre-battle quote.

Lissa
"As fun as it must be to have the place to yourself, you need to learn to share! I mean, why not? You might even make some new friends while you're at it!... Not interested, huh? All right, we'll just have to do things your way."

- Lissa's pre-battle quote.

Frederick
"This beach is a disaster! Who left all these sharp rocks in the sand I must pick them all up before the others get hurt! And YOU are going to help me! ...If you're still breathing when I'm done."

- Frederick's pre-battle quote.

Sully
"What's so damn special about splashing around in some tub of salt water? If you really want to blow off steam, you should try your hand at combat. Here. I'll run you through the motions. ... Nah. I think I'll just run you through."

- Sully's pre-battle quote.

Virion
"What a magnificent vista! It's ust a shame it overfloweth with brigands and not lovely ladies... Perhaps a masterful stroke from Virion can set this painting right."

- Virion's pre-battle quote.

Stahl
"I wish I lived by an ocean like this. Just think of all the fresh fish... Sautéed in butter... Filleted and breaded... *grumble, grumble* Agh, there goes my stomach again. I really need to get control of that..."

- Stahl's pre-battle quote.

Vaike
"The rumors are true, pal. The Vaike thrives in the blazin' summer sun! But too bad for you. I ain't here for fun and games. When I'm through with you, you'll be sleepin' with the fishes!"

- Vaike's pre-battle quote.

Miriel
"How utterly deplorable. Beneath this detritus of rogues and unclaimed rubbish lay a natural marvel. Clearly I must purge this panorama of its pollution posthaste."

- Miriel's pre-battle quote.

Sumia
"As a Shepherd, it's my sworn duty to defend those in need. There was a time I doubted myself- when one like you might have cowed me. Unfortunately for you, rogue, that time has passed!"

- Sumia's pre-battle quote.

Kellam
"This place looks like fun. Another kiss of death to my chances of being noticed. Who has time for pool Kellam with all these thrilling distractions? I'll probably get mistake for driftwood. Do I look like driftwood to you? Hello?"

- Kellam's pre-battle quote.

Donnel
"This big ol' stetch of sand kinda reminds me of the fields back home. I sure hope Ma and the others are holdin' their own... Maybe when this is all over, I'll take 'em out here for a li'l vacation!"

- Donnel's pre-battle quote.

Lon'qu
"...... ..... ... Damn this heat!"

- Lon'qu's pre-battle quote.

Ricken
"Why are you staring at me? Is my hat crooked? ...Oh. So it is. Thanks! You're pretty nice. Why don't we call this whole thing off? ...Hey, don't look at me like that! It was a fair question!"

- Ricken's pre-battle quote.

Maribelle
"The baseborn do know how to entertain themselves, I'll give them that... Perhaps Lissa and I could shate teach and bring a little class to the place. Of course, we'll need to be rid of rabble like you first!"

- Maribelle's pre-battle quote.

Panne
"Ugh, this heat... For once, I wish I had human skin instead of fur. As soon as we're done here, I'm going to find a cool stream and...and... ..... NNgh! Almost passed out there... I must stay alert for the taguel's sake!"

- Panne's pre-battle quote.

Gaius
"Hey, if you're gonna pick a spot to plunder, you could do much worse... You've got sun, surf...all that lip-smacking fruit ripe for the plucking... ...Wait what am I saying? I think the heat here is starting to get to me..."

- Gaius' pre-battle quote.

Cordelia
"The blue water, the rhythm of the waves... The ocean is so romantic. Or at least it would be if you rogues weren't fouling it up. You'll pay for sowing these happy sands with strife!"

- Cordelia's pre-battle quote.

Gregor
"Look at these nincompadres, having too much fun to listen to reason. OY! IS TIME TO VACATE BEACH! ...See? No listen to reason. Perhaps your friends come around after Gregor feeds you to hungry shark..."

- Gregor's pre-battle quote.

Nowi
"Why don't you people find your own playground and leave this one alone?! If there's one thing I REALLY can't stand, it's bullies! Ugh! You'd better say you're sorry now before I start bullying back!"

- Nowi's pre-battle quote.

Libra
"I take a dim view of rogues who rob others of joy to sate their own needs. But repent now and leave this place, and you may yet be forgiven. ...Very well. Then this truly shall be your last resort."

- Libra's pre-battle quote.

Tharja
"Why is everyone having so much fun...ugh, gag me...so much FUN? This "resort" nonsense will only lead to trouble. I must distract myself... You there... Prepare to be cursed in Avatar's name!"

- Tharja's pre-battle quote.

Basilio
"You liked the beach so much that you decided to conquer it? Ah, the brashness of youth! If you withdraw now, I might let you off with only a bruise or three. No deal? This won't end happily for one of us. And by one of us, I mean you."

- Basilio's pre-battle quote.

Flavia
"Well, look at you. You actually seem like you might have some fight in you. How about abandoning this invasion and coming to Ferox to hone those skills? You'd rather keep at the beach? The summer sea truly is a force to be reckoned with..."

- Flavia's pre-battle quote.

Gangrel
"You dolts know who you're pointing those blades at? Sheathe 'em and go home. Or do you really wanna die on a beach? Is that the epic end you've always dreamed of? Well, if you insist... Let's give those seagulls and sand crabs the feat of a lifetime!"

- Gangrel's pre-battle quote.

Walhart
"Great men use strength to better all; good men, to protect what they love. But you squander yours in some craven's jape. You're beneath contempt! Withdraw now, or I'll be forced to sully my weapon with your worthless blood!"

- Walhart's pre-battle quote.

Emmeryn
"The ocean... is so blue... so beautiful... I want to... come back here... with... Chrom and... Lissa... But first... we must bring... peace to the world..."

- Emmeryn's pre-battle quote.

Yen'fay
"You stand before the mighty Yen'fay and yet you do not withdraw? Either you're skilled enough to be confident or two green to realize you're outmatched. Looking at you, I suspect it's the latter... but I shall have my answer soon enough!"

- Yen'fay's pre-battle quote.

Aversa
"The heat here is intense. Maybe I'll ust discard a layer or two of clothing... What's this? You were hoping to watch? Maybe if you can defeat me, hotshot. Then again, you're out to conquer a beach? I'd prefer a man with... loftier aspirations."

- Miriel's pre-battle quote.

Priam
"When I heard you laid siege to this land, I was prepared for an immense battle... Then I found out it was just a beach. And you were just... well, you. Let's just say I regret having prepared so thoroughly... I suppose I can only pray that you're far mightier than you appear to be."

- Priam's pre-battle quote.

W/ The Avatar (Male)

 * Avatar: The Outrealms' hottest resort, huh? I don't doubt it. This place is amazing! We could have so much fun out here. Swimming, collecting seashells...
 * Chrom: It's true we don't get very many chances to relax in our own world.
 * Avatar: Ack! Chrom?! You heard all of that?
 * Chrom: If you're going to talk to yourself so loudly, I'd suggest moving farther down the beach.
 * Avatar: I'm sorry. I shouldn't be daydreaming like that in the middle of battle.
 * Chrom: Not at all. Everyone needs to unwind now and again. You should enjoy yourself. I've seen how tense you tend to become in the heat of battle, Avatar... If this isn't the place to let your hair down a little, I don't know where is.
 * Avatar: Is that an order? Because if it is, I'm not complaining! Seriously, though, I've never been anywhere this beautiful before. It's so relaxing... Or perhaps I've been here hundreds of times and I just don't remember...
 * Chrom: Avatar...
 * Avatar: Sorry. Didn't mean to get all somber on you there. If my commander's ordered me to let my hair down, who am I to argue? I've spotted an interesting creature when I passed by that tide pool over there... I'm going back for a closer look!
 * (Avatar leaves)
 * Chrom: Heh. I don't think I've ever seen Avatar so excited. This place is everything it's cracked up to be. I owe it to him to help him enjoy it as much as he can while we're here. I only wish I knew how to go about it... Should I spoil him like Frederick does me? Maybe I'll help him gather seashells. ...... Or maybe not. I feel ridiculous. I'll think of something...
 * (Avatar returns)
 * Avatar: Chrom, check it out! I caught that weird creature! Isn't this thing bizarre? I wonder if we could put it to any tactical use...
 * Chrom:......
 * Avatar: What's wrong, Chrom? Don't you like it? I know it's not the cutest critter, but it's kinda cute in its own way!
 * Chrom: Hmm? No, no, it's fine. I was just distracted, sorry. Don't worry about me. Go frolic with your weird little friend to your heart's content.
 * Avatar: Well when you put it that way...

W/ The Avatar (Female) (married version)

 * Avatar: The Outrealms' hottest resort, huh? I don't doubt it. This place is amazing! If only Chrom and I could have this beach to ourselves—what fun we could have! We could swim, and collect seashells, and chase each other through the surf...
 * Chrom: It's true we don't get very many chances to relax in our own world.
 * Avatar: Ack! Chrom?! You heard all of that?
 * Chrom: If you're going to talk to yourself so loudly, I'd suggest moving farther down the beach.
 * Avatar: I'm sorry. I shouldn't be daydreaming like that in the middle of battle.
 * Chrom: Not at all. Everyone needs to unwind now and again. You should enjoy yourself. I've seen how tense you tend to become in the heat of battle, Avatar... If this isn't the place to let your hair down a little, I don't know where is. And I admit, the thought of being alone here with you has crossed my mind as well...
 * Avatar: Oh, Chrom... I'm so glad you feel the same way. I've never been anywhere this beautiful before. It's so relaxing... Or perhaps I've been here hundreds of times and I just don't remember...
 * Chrom: Avatar...
 * Avatar: Sorry. Didn't mean to get all somber on you there. If my commander's ordered me to let my hair down, who am I to argue? Of course, it wouldn't do to monopolize the army's leader during a battle... I promise I'll be quick! I'm just going to poke around in that tide pool over there...
 * (Avatar leaves)
 * Chrom: Heh. I don't think I've ever seen Avatar so excited. This place really is everything it's cracked up to be. I owe it to her to help her enjoy it as much as she can while we're here. I only wish I knew how to go about it... Should I spoil her like Frederick does me? Maybe I'll help her gather seashells. ...... Or maybe not. I feel ridiculous. I'll think of something...
 * (Avatar returns)
 * Avatar: Chrom, check it out! I caught this weird creature! Isn't this thing just bizarre? I wonder if we could put it to any tactical use...
 * Chrom:......
 * Avatar: What's wrong, Chrom? Don't you like it? I know it's not the cutest critter, but it's kinda cute in its own way!
 * Chrom: Hmm? No, no, it's fine. I was just distracted, sorry. Don't worry about me. Go frolic with your weird little friend to your heart's content.
 * Avatar: Well when you put it that way...

W/ Sumia

 * Lissa: Wow! Look at that ocean, Sumia! We have GOT to go swimming!
 * Sumia: Absolutely not, Lissa. We didn't come here to have a good time.
 * Lissa: Aw, but look at this place! Blue sky, golden sand, and alllll that beautiful water! It's so pretty, twinkling in the sun. How can we NOT go splash around in it?
 * Sumia: Lissa, please. We're Shepherds. Proud warriors serving in Chrom's army—
 * Lissa: Uh-huh. So why do you have YOUR swimsuit then? Hm? ...HMM? Don't try to hide it! I see it peeking out of your bag there.
 * Sumia: M-my swimsuit?! I don't know what you're— Ohh, you mean THIS?! Uh... It's...not a swimsuit. It's, um...my aquatic battle outfit! For...combat in water! I bought it as soon as I realized we might have to fight on the seashore. When you're doing battle in the waves, you need complete freedom of movement!
 * Lissa: I don't see how wearing a swimsuit under armor helps with that at all...
 * Sumia: Well...y-you wouldn't! Because...it's actually really complicated. Yeah, I barely understand it myself! Ha ha.
 * Lissa: But didn't the merchant explain? You sure did spend a long time talking to her. From where I was, it looked like you got her to show you every style she had. You compared cuts and colors and patterns almost like you cared how they looked... But why would you, if you're only gonna be wearing the suit during battle?
 * Sumia: Er, right... Good question! I can totally explain that. Definitely. You see...er... I thought, if I'm buying one ANYWAY, I might as well get something flattering. I mean, have you ever seen swi—er, aquatic battle suits like this back in our world...? ...Oh, all right, FINE! I admit it! I was excited about swimming in the ocean too. Okay? This isn't an aquatic battle suit at all... I'm sorry I lied to you, Lissa.
 * Lissa: Oh, you don't have to apologize. I totally understand! Soooo...seeing as how we DID buy these suits...we probably SHOULD try them out... Even soldiers deserve a break sometimes, right?
 * Sumia: Well, twist my arm, why don't you...? Hee hee! Okay, it's a date! But first, let's finish cleaning up this mess here on the beach!

W/ Virion

 * Donnel: ......
 * Virion: I am warm enough without the heat of your gaze, Donnel. Can I help you?
 * Donnel: No, sir! I was just admirin' yer noble fanciness, is all. Reckon there ain't nobody dresses as nice, nor walks and talks quite the way ya do. I'm awful sorry for gapin', but we don't see so many folks like you back where I'm from.
 * Virion: Ah! Of course I understand, Donnel. Your reaction is entirely natural. I was born into nobility and raised to take pride in my breeding. One might even say that I am the perfect gentleman! So I daresay! I cut a rather awe-inspiring figure to the likes of your good self...
 * Donnel: Wow, you're as confident as a bull in rut! I sure do wish I could be just like ya!
 * Virion: Do you indeed? Then I suspect you do not know the true burden of high birth.
 * Donnel: Ya don't say?
 * Virion: I do. While it is proper for you to envy your betters, you're seeing only the surface. Yes, it is true we nobles live in a world of splendor and majesty... We dress in the finest of clothes... We cavort with the finest of maidens... We feast upon the finest of delicacies! And all with the utmost ease and grace. I imagine a commoner like yourself often dreams of such a seemingly charmed life.
 * Donnel: You bet yer right arm I do!
 * Virion: Ahh, dear, simple Donnel... Would that my life were as carefree as you imagine it. But alas, no. When next we speak, I shall tell you the other side of this sad tale...
 * Donnel: Well, shoot, I don't rightly know what yer talkin' about, but sure! Much obliged!

W/ The Avatar (Male)

 * Gaius: Oh ho! This spirally blue shell oughta sell for a nice stack of coin.
 * Avatar: Gaius!
 * Gaius: Oh, hey there, Bubbles. What's with the shouting?
 * Avatar: D-didn't a huge volley of arrows just fall on this exact spot?
 * Gaius: Oh yeah, a whole bunch of 'em. But I'm fine. They all missed.
 * Avatar: They all missed, huh? And you're not afraid the same thing might happen again? Come on, you need to get out of here!
 * Gaius: Sorry, but not a good time. You wouldn't believe the treasure that's just lying here! Look at these shells! I can't just leave 'em—they've got to be worth some serious cash!
 * Avatar: Seashells? What, you're going to sell them and use the money to buy candy?
 * Gaius: Well, something like that, sure.
 * Avatar: Gaius! Look out!
 * Gaius: Much obliged, Bubbles. You pushed me outta the way just in time.
 * Avatar: "Much obliged"?! That arrow could have killed you! For the love of the gods, stop collecting seashells and take this battle seriously!
 * Gaius: What, you're saying I'm not taking my fighting seriously now?
 * Avatar: If by "now" you mean you were almost perforated while gathering shells, then yes!
 * Gaius: Pah, you were distracting me. I'm here keeping an eye on enemy movements.
 * Avatar: You've got to be kidding! You're blaming ME for distracting YOU?!
 * Gaius: I didn't say that, exactly. You gotta stop reading so much into everything.
 * Avatar: What?! That's exactly what you said! Hmph! Fine, do whatever you want. Sorry if my trying to save your life cut into your precious seashell-gathering time! You can jump into the ocean and...and go pearl diving for all I care!
 * (Avatar leaves)
 * Gaius: Huh. He didn't seem to happy about that. That pearl-diving bit was pretty weak too. Should a stormed away a line earlier...

W/ The Avatar (Female) (normal version)

 * Gaius: Oh ho! This spirally blue shell oughta sell for a nice stack of coin.
 * Avatar: Gaius!
 * Gaius: Oh, hey there, Bubbles. What's with the shouting?
 * Avatar: D-didn't a huge volley of arrows just fall on this exact spot?
 * Gaius: Oh yeah, a whole bunch of 'em. But I'm fine. They all missed.
 * Avatar: They all missed, huh? And you're not afraid the same thing might happen again? Come on, you need to get out of here!
 * Gaius: Sorry, but not a good time. You wouldn't believe the treasure that's just lying here! Look at all these shells! I can't just leave 'em—they've got to be worth some serious cash!
 * Avatar: Seashells? What, you're going to sell them and use the money to buy candy?
 * Gaius: Well, something like that, sure.
 * Avatar: Gaius! Look out!
 * Gaius: Much obliged, Bubbles. You pushed me outta the way just in time.
 * Avatar: "Much obliged"?! That arrow could have killed you! For the love of gods, stop collecting seashells and take this battle seriously!
 * Gaius: What, you're saying I'm not taking my fighting seriously now?
 * Avatar: If by "now" you mean when you were almost perforated while gathering shells, then yes!
 * Gaius: Pah, you were distracting me. I'm here keeping an eye on enemy movements.
 * Avatar: You've got to be kidding! You're blaming ME for distracting YOU?
 * Gaius: I didn't say that, exactly. You gotta stop reading so much into everything.
 * Avatar: What?! That's exactly what you said! Hmph! Fine, do whatever you want. Sorry if my trying to save your life cut into your precious seashell-gathering time! You can jump into the ocean and...and go pearl diving for all I care!
 * (Avatar leaves)
 * Gaius: Huh. She didn't seem too happy about that. That pearl-diving bit was pretty weak too. Shoulda stormed away a line earlier...

W/ The Avatar (Female) (married version)

 * Gaius: Oh ho! This spirally blue shell oughta sell for a nice stack of coin! And this one... That color'd really bring out Bubbles's eyes...
 * Avatar: Gaius!
 * Gaius: Oh, hey there, baby. What's with the shouting? You just that excited to see me?
 * Avatar: What are you talking about? Didn't a huge volley of arrows just fall on this exact spot?
 * Gaius: Oh yeah, a whole bunch of 'em. But I'm fine. They all missed.
 * Avatar: They all missed, huh? And you're not afraid the same thing might happen again? Come on, you need to get out of here!
 * Gaius: Sorry, but not a good time. You wouldn't believe the treasure that's just lying here! Look at these shells! I can't just leave 'em—they've got to be worth some serious cash!
 * Avatar: Seashells? What, you're going to sell them and use the money to buy candy?
 * Gaius: Well, something like that, sure.
 * Avatar: Gaius! Look out!
 * Gaius: Much obliged, Bubbles. You pushed me outta the way just in time.
 * Avatar: "Much obliged"?! That arrow could have killed you! I don't want to lose you! Not here! And certainly not like that! For the love of the gods, stop collecting seashells and take this battle seriously!
 * Gaius: What, you're saying I'm not taking my fighting seriously now?
 * Avatar: If by "now" you mean when you were almost perforated while gathering shells, then yes!
 * Gaius: Pah, you were distracting me. I'm here keeping an eye on enemy movements.
 * Avatar: You've got to be kidding! You're blaming ME for distracting YOU?!
 * Gaius: I didn't say that exactly. You gotta stop reading so much into everything.
 * Avatar: What?! That's exactly what you said! Hmph! Fine, do whatever you want. Sorry if my trying to save your life cut into your precious seashell-gathering time! You can jump into the ocean and...and go pearl diving for all I care!
 * (Avatar leaves)
 * Gaius: Huh. She didn't seem too happy about that. I guess she doesn't see it, but I'm way more careful than I used to be. I used to think that nobody'd care much either way if I kicked the bucket. But that's not true anymore. I've got her now. She said she'd hate to lose me like this... Well, I'd hate to lose her too. But thinking that to myself isn't worth a damn if I can't come out and say it. *Sigh* What's a man to do? ...Ooh! Look at that shell!

W/ Lon'qu

 * Lon'qu: Hah! Yah! Haaaaargh! *Pant, pant*
 * Gaius: You're training in this heat? What are you, nuts?
 * Lon'qu: You should join me. The climate here is much harsher than that of Ferox or Ylisse. The intense heat allows you to work yourself even harder than usual.
 * Gaius: You don't say. Thanks, but I think I'll pass. Pointless exercise isn't really my thing. I admit I am enjoying the sun, though. Makes ice pops taste even better'n usual!
 * Lon'qu: Ice pops? Hmph. More sweets... No good will ever come of your preoccupation with sugar.
 * Gaius: As sunny as ever, I see. But you'd better sweeten your tone... Otherwise you won't be getting any of this crate of pops I bought!
 * Lon'qu: I don't want any.
 * Gaius: Ha! Sure you don't! I mean, who wants cool, sweet ice trickling down his throat in this heat, right?
 * Lon'qu: I don't care for sweet things. Nor do I care to be fat and out of shape.
 * Gaius: Boy, you're a regular laugh riot, huh?
 * Lon'qu: Preferences aside, though, I'll admit that sweets do have their uses.
 * Gaius: Oh yeah? Go on. I'm listening...
 * Lon'qu: I'll show you once the battle's done. I don't have time to waste on you now.
 * (Lon'qu leaves)
 * Gaius: Yeesh, what is that guy's problem? Though I'm curious what he meant... What possible use could there be for sweets besides eating them?

Cordelia

 * Note: Chrom's conversation with Cordelia will only trigger if Cordelia is still single.

W/ Chrom

 * Cordelia: Golden sand... Swaying palms... Could anything be more romantic? If only we could be here alone, just the two of us... Oh, but listen to me. I promised myself I'd stop dreaming of him...
 * Chrom: Dreaming about who?
 * Cordelia: *HACK* C-Chrom?! Did I say dreaming? I don't think I did! No, d-definitely not!
 * Chrom: Huh. Guess I must have misheard. What's wrong, by the way? You seem unusually...tense.
 * Cordelia: T-tense? M-me? N-no, not at all! See? No tension here! *gasp*
 * Chrom: Er, if you say so... Anyway, it's pretty hot here, huh? Are you holding up okay?
 * Cordelia: H-h-hot? Oh, er, yes, it is, isn't it...? *Pant* *wheeze* *choke*
 * Chrom: Cordelia, are you all right? You sound like you can barely breathe! Is it the heat?
 * Cordelia: I...I AM feeling flushed and hot...but it's nothing to do with the weather... This...this heat is in my soul! I'm overcome with emotion and drowning in joy! To be blessed with a rare opportunity to speak with Chrom himself... Why, it's almost more excitement than my poor heart can stand!
 * Chrom: Er...
 * Cordelia: ARGH! Did I just say that out loud?! Oh, GODS, this is mortifying!
 * Chrom: ...Rare opportunity? I do try to talk to the troops whenever I can, you know...
 * Cordelia: Oh! Oh, no! No, that's not what I—I wasn't criticizing you! You're a WONDERFUL leader, and you ALWAYS take time to talk to your people! When I say "rare," what I mean is...I just wish we could speak more often, and then... Argh! I'm doing it again! Cordelia—these silly fantasies have got to stop!
 * Chrom: I'm becoming increasingly confused by this conversation...
 * Cordelia: I'm SO sorry, Chrom... I really don't know what's come over me... Perhaps this heat IS getting to me... I'm feeling a little light headed...
 * Chrom: What? Why didn't you say so earlier?! Can you walk? Here, take my arm, and I'll escort you to that shade over there.
 * Cordelia: Y-your ARM? You want me—Cordelia—to...to touch your ARM?! I...I can't take this anymore...I feel so...happy...I could die...
 * Chrom: Cordelia, no! Don't close your eyes! If you see light, don't go near it! Stay with me!
 * Cordelia: Ohh...I will, Chrom... I WILL... I wouldn't miss this moment for the world... Now, I'll just place my hands here...on your muscular forearm... ...... ......
 * Chrom: What's wrong? Are your hands too weak to grip?
 * Cordelia: I...I can't do it! I can't bring myself to touch you! Just the thought if it makes me...makes me.... ARRRGH!
 * (Cordelia collapses)
 * Chrom: Cordelia! What's wrong? Can you hear me? Cordelia! DON'T GO!

W/ The Avatar (Male) (normal version)

 * Cordelia: My, isn't this a beautiful shell! Look how the waves have polished away its edges... This beach is filled to overflowing with lovely treasures. It truly is paradise!
 * Avatar: Cordelia?
 * Cordelia: Oh! Avatar! Is...is everything okay?!
 * Avatar: That's what I came to ask you! I saw you crouching in the sand here and was worried you'd been wounded!
 * Cordelia: Oh, no. I'm fine. But thank you for your concern. I was just...checking my bindings. We do have to watch our footing in this sand!
 * Avatar: That's very prudent of you, Cordelia. But if you ever get hurt, don't be afraid to let me know, okay? You can be so stubborn, you know? I worry sometimes... Anyway, you carry on. I'd better be getting back to—Huh? Why are there so many seashells piled up behind you?
 * Cordelia: Hm? Oh, these? Umm, maybe the brigands were gathering them for some reason... I'll just put them safely over here. We, um... wouldn't want anyone to trip over them.
 * Avatar: Okay, thanks. I'll leave that to you.
 * Cordelia: Yes, sir! Thank you, sir!
 * (Avatar leaves)
 * Cordelia: ...... Phew, that was close... Wait—what was close? I could have just admitted I was collecting seashells... Ooh, isn't that one a beauty! And that one... And that one too!"

W/ The Avatar (Male) (married version)

 * Cordelia: My, isn't this a beautiful shell! Look how the waves have polished away its edges... This beach is filled to overflowing with lovely treasures. It truly is paradise!
 * Avatar: Cordelia?
 * Cordelia: Oh! Avatar! Is...is everything okay?!
 * Avatar: That's what I came to ask you! I saw you crouching in the sand here and was worried you'd been wounded!
 * Cordelia: Oh, no. I'm fine. But thank you for your concern. I was just...checking my bindings. We do have to watch our footing in this sand!
 * Avatar: That's very prudent of you, Cordelia. But if you ever get hurt, don't be afraid to let me know, okay? You can be so stubborn, you know? I worry sometimes... Anyway, you carry on. I'd better be getting back to—Huh? Why are there so many seashells piled up behind you?
 * Cordelia: Hm? Oh, these? Umm, maybe the brigands were gathering them for some reason... I'll just put them safely over here. We, um... wouldn't want anyone to trip over them.
 * Avatar: Okay, thanks. I'll leave that to you.
 * Cordelia: Yes, sir! Thank you, sir!
 * (Avatar leaves)
 * Cordelia: ......Phew, that was close... Wait—what was close? What am I hiding? Avatar is my husband. I shouldn't have to hide things from him. I could have just admitted I was collecting seashells... Ooh, isn't that one a beauty! And that one... And that one too!"

W/ The Avatar (Female)

 * Cordelia: My, isn't this a beautiful shell! Look how the waves have polished away its edges... This beach is filled to overflowing with lovely treasures. It truly is paradise!
 * Avatar: Cordelia?
 * Cordelia: Oh! Avatar! Is...is everything okay?!
 * Avatar: That's what I came to ask you! I saw you crouching in the sand here and was worried you'd been wounded!
 * Cordelia: Oh, no. I'm fine. But thank you for your concern. I was just...checking my bindings. We do have to watch our footing in this sand!
 * Avatar: That's very prudent of you, Cordelia. Anyway, I'm glad you're not hurt. I'd better be getting back to— Huh? Why are there so many seashells piled up behind you?
 * Cordelia: Hm? Oh, these? Umm, maybe the brigands were gathering them for some reason... I'll just put them safely over here. We, um...wouldn't want anyone to trip over them.
 * Avatar: Okay, thanks. I'll leave that to you.
 * Cordelia: Yes, sir! Thank you, sir!
 * (Avatar leaves)
 * Cordelia: ...... Phew, that was close... Wait—what was close? What am I hiding? I could have just admitted I was collecting seashells... Ooh, isn't that one a beauty! And that one... And that one too!

W/ Lissa

 * Lissa: Hey, Olivia! Wanna go for a swim when we're done here?
 * Olivia: Oh, no... No, thank you. I just... I couldn't possibly.
 * Lissa: Huh? Are you blushing? Don't tell me you're shy about wearing a swimsuit?
 * Olivia: I...I kind of am.
 * Lissa: You won't wear a swimsuit, yet you're fine with dancing the way you do?!
 * Olivia: That's different... Dancing is my job. But to put on a swimsuit, even for fun...I could never do something so brave...
 * Lissa: Why not? It wouldn't reveal much more than your dancing clothes already do!
 * Olivia: You...you really think so?
 * Lissa: And besides, I think you'd look amazing in a swimsuit!
 * Olivia: Th-thank you. That's very kind of you... It seems everybody's trying to get me to wear one. It was the same at Anna's shop. When I told her I was a dancer, she said I might like some of their...bolder designs... And the stuff she showed me... *shudder*
 * Lissa: Hee hee! Not quite your thing, huh? How bold are we talking here?
 * Olivia: You can't even imagine...
 * Lissa: Oh, you'd be surprised. Try me!
 * Olivia: Seriously, these things seemed to be mostly made of...string.
 * Lissa: String? But you can't just wear pieces of string! How would that even work?
 * Olivia: Please. You don't want to know...
 * Lissa: Okaaay... But they must have had just normal, everyday swimsuits too, right?
 * Olivia: I really don't remember... I was so taken aback by all the other stuff...
 * Lissa: Then let's go back and take a look! And this time, no freaking out! It's your job to be the center of attention! You gotta conquer that shyness!
 * Olivia: Y-you're right. And I suppose we are at the seaside, after all...
 * Lissa: There we go! That's the spirit!

W/ The Avatar (Male) (normal version)

 * Tharja: ......
 * Avatar: Hey, uh...Tharja?
 * Tharja: Oh? You're talking to me, Avatar? What a delight! How can I help you?
 * Avatar: Well...I was wondering why you've been following me around all day. I mean, even when you run off to fight a foe, you come straight back to me.
 * Tharja: Is it so strange for me to want to be by your side every moment of the day?
 * Avatar: Uh, yeah, kinda...
 * Tharja: But it's so nice to spend time together by the sea. I don't want to miss a moment! Needless to say, if you weren't here. I'd be bored out of my skull. But when I'm with you, it feels as if we've been swept away to an island paradise...
 * Avatar: Oh, uh...okay? Well, in that case, I'm glad you're enjoying yourself.
 * Tharja: You're so kind, Avatar. Can I ask you a favor?
 * Avatar: Uh, sure. What is it?
 * Tharja: I want you to slather my body with oil.
 * Avatar: S-slather you? With...oil?
 * Tharja: Well, you wouldn't want my skin to dry out in this heat now, would you? And I can't reach my back and, you know...other places.
 * Avatar: You want me to rub oil on your back?! Don't you think that's a little, um... P-perhaps you'd be better off asking a girl to help?
 * Tharja: No. I want you to do it. Otherwise, what's the point?
 * Avatar: Uh, I thought the point was to protect your skin...
 * Tharja: Tee-hee...
 * Avatar: Wh-why are you blushing? Anyway, we're in the middle of a battle. Sorry, but your oil will have to wait. And I really would suggest that you ask another woman to help...
 * (Avatar leaves)
 * Tharja: Avatar, wait! Where are you going? Oh, why must he be so difficult? Still, he can't evade me for long on this beach. There's literally no where to hide! Hee... Hee hee hee!

W/ Avatar (Male) (married version)

 * Tharja: ......
 * Avatar: Hey, uh...Tharja?
 * Tharja: Oh? You're talking to me, Avatar? What a delight! How can I help you?
 * Avatar: Well...I was wondering why you've been following me around all day. I mean, even when you run off to fight a foe, you come straight back to me.
 * Tharja: Is it so strange for me to want to be by your side every moment of the day?
 * Avatar: Well, no, but...aren't we always together? What's so special about today?
 * Tharja: I suppose it's because I'm so glad to be in such a beautiful place with you. I've been in absolute bliss ever since we got here, Avatar. Needless to say, if you weren't here. I'd be bored out of my skull. But with you, it's just paradise, pure and simple. I don't want to miss a moment!
 * Avatar: Oh, uh...okay. Well, I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. But be careful, okay? Next to me might not always be the safest place to be.
 * Tharja: You're so kind, Avatar. That's what I love about you. Can I ask you a favor?
 * Avatar: Uh, sure. What is it?
 * Tharja: I want you to slather my body with oil.
 * Avatar: S-slather you? With...oil?
 * Tharja: Well, you wouldn't want my skin to dry out in this heat now, would you? And I can't reach my back and, you know...other places.
 * Avatar: Well, I guess this climate must be pretty harsh on the skin. But wife or not, I can hardly stop to rub you down with oil in the middle of a battle. Sorry, but if it's urgent, maybe you could ask one of the girls to help you?
 * Tharja: No! It has to be you! I won't let anyone touch me but you!
 * Avatar: I'm thrilled to hear that, but think what it would look like...
 * Tharja: Tee-hee...
 * Avatar: H-hey! What are you picturing in that head of yours? Anyway, we're in the middle of a battle. Sorry but your oil will have to wait.
 * (Avatar leaves)
 * Tharja: Avatar, wait! Where are you going? Oh, why must he always be so difficult? Still, he can't evade me for long on this beach. There's literally no where to hide! Hee... Hee hee hee!

W/ The Avatar (Female)

 * Tharja: ......
 * Avatar: Hey, uh...Tharja?
 * Tharja: Oh? You're talking to me, Avatar? What a delight! How can I help you?
 * Avatar: Well...I was wondering why you've been following me around all day. I mean, even when you run off to fight a foe, you come straight back to me.
 * Tharja: Is it so strange for me to want to be by your side every moment of the day?
 * Avatar: Uh, yeah, kinda...
 * Tharja: But it's so nice to spend time together by the sea. I don't want to miss a moment! Needless to say, if you weren't here, I'd be bored out of my skull. But when I'm with you, it feels as if we've been swept away to an island paradise...
 * Avatar: Oh, uh...okay? Well, in any case, I'm glad you're enjoying yourself.
 * Tharja: You're so kind, Avatar. Can I ask you a favor?
 * Avatar: Uh, sure. What is it?
 * Tharja: I want you to slather my body with oil.
 * Avatar: S-slather? With...oil?
 * Tharja: Well, you wouldn't want my skin to dry out in this heat now, would you? And I can't reach my back and, you know...other places.
 * Avatar: I see. Certainly the climate here is harsh on one's skin. But I have my hands full formulating our battle strategy... I'm sorry, but perhaps one of the army's other women could help?
 * Tharja: No. I want you to do it. Otherwise, what's the point?
 * Avatar: Uh, I thought the point was to protect your skin...
 * Tharja: Tee-hee...
 * Avatar: Wh-why are you blushing? Anyway, we're in the middle of a battle. Sorry, but your oil will have to wait.
 * (Avatar leaves)
 * Tharja: Avatar, wait! Where are you going? Oh, why must she always be so difficult? Still, she can't evade me for long on this beach. There's literally nowhere to hide! Hee... Hee hee hee!

W/ Cordelia

 * Cordelia: Phew, it certainly is hot out here...
 * Tharja: You can say that again.
 * Cordelia: Uh-h. Don't look now, but I think you're getting a tan...
 * Tharja: What? How? I've barely been outside for five minutes!
 * Cordelia: I guess with your complexion, even a little sun makes a big difference. Besides, it's kind of inevitable when you're waking around half naked like that.
 * Tharja: Half-naked?! How dare you! Did you not notice my cloak? It's not like I'm strutting around in my underwear like these...beach strumpets!
 * Cordelia: I don't really see how what they wear is any different to what's under your cloak... Or perhaps I'm missing something? Here, take that off. Let me have a look.
 * Tharja: Touch me, and I'll blight your prying fingers, girl!
 * Cordelia: All right, all right! It was a joke.
 * Tharja: Hmph. I suppose I am showing a bit more skin than usual. But I confess I was blissfully unaware of it until you brought it up... Ugh. This is mortifying.
 * Cordelia: No, no! You said you were fine with it before—just forget I said anything!
 * Tharja: You and I both know that's not going to happen. Nope. It's official. I'm completely and utterly mortified...

W/ Panne

 * Panne: Cherche! This must stop!
 * Cherche: Panne, dear! is something the matter?
 * Panne: Dear!? Do you think me your pet!? I am no "dear" of yours!
 * Cherche: Forgive me. I mean nothing by it. Now, what did you want to talk about?
 * Panne: Grrr.... Do not toy with me! You know full well what this is about!
 * Cherche: I do...? I'm sorry, but I'm drawing a blank here.
 * Panne: Your lizard, man-spawn. Can it do nothing but gaze at me and drool? It does not take great genius to guess what the foul creature intends.
 * Cherche: Minerva is not foul! And she's certainly no lizard! Show some respect!
 * Panne: The finer points of reptile taxonomy do not concern me. Your lizard wishes to eat me.
 * Cherche: That's absurd! Minerva would never try to eat one of her allies! In fact, lately she only has eyes for fresh, wild rabbit.
 * Panne: Do I need to spell this out for you?
 * Cherche: What? Oh, ridiculous! You may not care for taxonomy, but Minerva can certainly tell a taguel from a rabbit! Isn't that right, Minerva?
 * (Minerva cries out)
 * Panne: Somehow, that fails to comfort me.

Chrom

 * Note: Chrom's conversation with Cordelia will only trigger if Cordelia is still single.

W/ Cordelia

 * Cordelia: I cannot BELIEVE I fainted like some ridiculous romance-novel heroine... And right in front of Chrom, no less! Gods, what would Phila say? Actually, I know exactly what she'd say. She'd tell me to stop feeling sorry for myself and make amends on the battlefield.
 * Chrom: Cordelia! What are you doing, rushing around under this blazing-hot sun?
 * Cordelia: C-Chrom! What a coincidence! We keep running into each other today...
 * Chrom: Running into each other? I'm staying close because I'm worried about you. What if you passed out again? We haven't cleared out all the enemies yet.
 * Cordelia: Th-that's very kind of you, Chrom... I can't tell you how happy it makes me. But if you think I'm going to lounge under a palm tree while everyone else fights...
 * Chrom: Point taken. I know you're not the type to shirk a battle. But listen—you have to promise me that you'll take better care of yourself.
 * Cordelia: Er...
 * Chrom: You're your own worst critic, and that's part of what makes you so strong... But sometimes you take it too far. If you're feeling ill, it's imperative that you rest. Would you consider it? For my sake?
 * Cordelia: T-truly, Chrom... I'm grateful for the concern, but—
 * Chrom: But nothing. Go on, find a shady spot and let us finish this battle. If you collapse a second time. I'm not going to carry you safety again.
 * Cordelia: Y-yes, sir... If you insis— ...Wait a second. Did you just say you CARRIED me? As in...lifted me off the sand? Swept me up in your manly arms?
 * Chrom: Er...I'm not sure I'd put it like that, exactly. But yes.
 * Cordelia: ARRRRRRRRRGH! Oh, Gods, I am SOOO sorry! I can't BELIEVE I made you do that! It must have been such a chore! Was I heavy? Did I hurt your back?!
 * Chrom: Well, you WERE wearing armor...
 * Cordelia: UGH! I knew it! This has to be the single most embarrassing thing I've ever done! Gods, Chrom, how am I ever going to make this up to you? That's it! I'm returning to battle! No more of this damsel-in-distress nonsense!
 * Chrom: Are you sure you can handle it?
 * Cordelia: Absolutely. If I run and hide in the shade now, I'll just die of shame... Instead, I'm going to take down twice as many foes to make up for what I missed! So if you don't mind, I'd like to get back to restoring the seaside peace here.
 * Chrom: Well, if your mind's made up...
 * Cordelia: You bet it is! Now if you'll excuse me...
 * (Cordelia leaves)
 * Chrom: ...Huh. Every time I try to talk to here the conversations ends up turning weird. She takes her role as a pegasus knight so seriously... Perhaps I make her nervous? She seemed particularly off kilter today, though. Maybe it IS the weather? In any case, I think I'd better leave her alone—give her some breathing room...
 * (Cut to Cordelia alone)
 * Cordelia: *Sigh* It was so nice to talk to Chrom... And it actually went well, for a change. But I know his affections lie elsewhere... He and I... It'll never work. I know that someday I'm going to have to give up on these foolish dreams of mine... Someday...but perhaps not today. ...All right, Cordelia. That's enough pining. It's time to slay some brigands!

W/ Chrom

 * Avatar: Hey, Chrom! How goes the battle on your— ...Huh? What's up with all those seashells?
 * Chrom: Oh, hello, Avatar. I was trying to fashion a necklace out of the. It didn't go well.
 * Avatar: You were fashioning a necklace...? Has this been a hobby of yours for long? It looks as if they've been completely pulverized. What went wrong?
 * Chrom: Well, I can at least say I have a talent for smashing things in frustration...
 * Avatar: So it seems... And what's that behind you? What are those charred lumps?
 * Chrom: Those are...er, WERE fish. I was trying to cook them. They got burned.
 * Avatar: That's putting it kindly...
 * Chrom: Yeah, it didn't exactly pan out as intended.
 * Avatar: Huh. Well...I guess even the greatest chefs burn things now and again... And I'll pretend I haven't noticed the collapsed sand castle or the half-build raft... And what is that? A bug-infested tropical fruit salad? ...I'll just ignore that too.
 * Chrom: That would probably be for the best.
 * Avatar: Listen, Chrom, I'm sure my excitement for the beach was infectious, but...well, maybe it's best to save these...activities...for after the battle's done.
 * Chrom: No, you're right. But first, there's one more thing I want you to see. Now that it's done, I think it might've been a terrible idea, but...
 * Avatar: Really? There's more? What is it this ti— Oh my!
 * Chrom: So...what do you think?
 * Avatar: ...... Pfft... Ha ha ha... AAAAH ha ha ha ha ha! "Chrom & Avatar Were Here." Ha ha! Did you write this all by yourself?
 * Chrom: Yes.
 * Avatar: Ha ha! Just imagine you slaving over this giant scrawl is enough to—! Ha ha! I...I'm sorry. I shouldn't be mocking my commander in a time of war... B-but...! Ha ha ha! I'm sorry! It's just too funny!
 * Chrom: So did you...like it?
 * Avatar: Like it? Ha ha! Are you kidding? I loved it!
 * Chrom: Whew. Then it was worth the effort. ...And the humiliation. I'm glad I was able to do something to make you happy.
 * Avatar: Wait, Chrom... Don't tell me all this... All of these ruined projects... That was you trying to make me happy?
 * Chrom: Is that so strange? I mean, you're the whole reason we were invited here in the first place. So I've been trying to figure out some way I could show my gratitude. And, you know...you don't have any memories before we met. So I thought I might be able to help you make some new ones...
 * Avatar: Oh, Chrom... I didn't realize. Thank you. Thank you so much.
 * Chrom: Well, I'm not sure thanks are in order. After all, all of my ideas ended in disaster...
 * Avatar: Heh. Well, that may be so, but I still owe you one. After all, it's not fair if I'm the only one having fun here! So once this battle's over, let's think up something we can enjoy together. Deal?
 * Chrom: All right. You've got yourself a deal.

W/ Gaius

 * Gaius: Seems I got most of the good shells on this stretch of beach. Oh, wait. Looks like I missed something over there... What the...?! It's wrapped in paper... Hey, this is a piece of coconut brittle! There's a whole line of 'em! Sweet, sweet candy as far as the eye can see! Man, this must be my lucky day. Well, time to start filling my pockets! ...... ......
 * Avatar: ......
 * Gaius: Wha—? Bubbles!
 * Avatar: Good job, Mr. Master Thief. I can't believe that actually worked.
 * Gaius: Wait... You're the one who left all that candy lying around?
 * Avatar: Yep. I needed to figure out a way to lead you here. Who would've thought the simplest idea would turn out to be the best?
 * Gaius: Hmph. What's with trying to lure me here anyhow? First you run off all upset, and now you're trying to reel me back in? Like to wear a guy out before hitting him with a second dose of lectures, huh?
 * Avatar: Actually, I wanted to apologize about before.
 * Gaius: Huh? Did a coconut fall on your head or something?
 * Avatar: Frederick saw our little talk earlier, and he filled me in. He told me you're always on the hunt for valuables. It's not so you can buy candy, is it? It's so you can help fund the army.
 * Gaius: *Sigh* That little tattletale... I told him not to say anything—especially around you or Chrom.
 * Avatar: Well, regardless of that, now I know, and I feel absolutely terrible. Thanks for performing such a vital service—and for being so modest about it.
 * Gaius: Pah, don't worry about it. If I'd wanted gratitude, I'd have told you myself. ...Still, at least now you know I WAS taking things seriously back there.
 * Avatar: Thanks, Gaius. But it really is dangerous out here. Why don't you call it a day?
 * Gaius: Are you kidding? The more money we make, the better the gear we can buy, right?
 * Avatar: Hm. It's true we could use the money for new equipment... But it's not worth risking valuable military assets to acquire funds. And believe me, Gaius, you're a valuable asset. And an even more valuable friend.
 * Gaius: ...... All right, let's say I do hold off on the treasure hunting—what's in it for me?
 * Avatar: You...you want a reward?! B-but I don't have anything to offer...
 * Gaius: Heh, I'm just kidding, Bubbles. These coconut brittles are payment enough. It's good to know someone like you is looking out for someone like me.
 * Avatar: Gaius...
 * Gaius: Well, now that we've made nice, you can go on ahead. I need to make sure I didn't miss any of these tasty little fellas.
 * (Gaius leaves)
 * Avatar: What? But it's too dangerous! They're firing more arrows! Gaius, wait! Listen, I'll give you more candy later! Gaius? Gaiuuus! Gah, I knew I shouldn't have left so many of those stupid things...

W/ Cordelia (normal version)

 * Cordelia: Aaand...it's perfect! Just the right amount of exotic flair!
 * Avatar: What are you doing with all those lances, Cordelia?
 * Cordelia: Oh! Avatar! There are, uh, um... I wasn't goofing off, it that's what you're implying!
 * Avatar: Huh?
 * Cordelia: In fact, I was... Oh! Yes! I was testing new ways to increase a throwing lance's range! Specifically, attaching these seashells for their...aerodynamic properties. Let's give it a try! Hii-YAH! See!
 * Avatar: Wow! You hit the tree dead center! And from this far away too. It totally worked!
 * Cordelia: Um, yes! Just as I theorized! So...it's luck I made so many shell enhanced lances!
 * Avatar: I'm really impressed, Cordelia. Hey, do you think this one will fly as far?
 * Cordelia: Th-that one? Uh...
 * Avatar: The shells make it really pretty too! Here, let me have a throw...
 * Cordelia: Avatar, no! Stop! Don't throw that one, please! It's...it's my favorite.
 * Avatar: Your favorite?
 * Cordelia: I'm sorry. All of that was a lie. I wasn't developing new aerodynamic lances... I just really like seashells. So I was using them to decorate my weapons.
 * Avatar: You were? But that lance you threw flew really far!
 * Cordelia: That was just...adrenaline.
 * Avatar: Adrenaline?!
 * Cordelia: Yes. The shells don't help at all. It was just brute strength. I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't waste time like this in the middle of a battle. I've let you down. I've let us all down. I'll accept any punishment the war council sees fit to give to me.
 * Avatar: Calm down, Cordelia. No one's being punished here. I'm not upset. In fact, I'm kind of glad.
 * Cordelia: G-glad?
 * Avatar: Yeah. You always seem so serious, you know? Sometimes I worry that you don't know how to relax and let off steam. So I'm happy I was able to see a whole other side of you today.
 * Cordelia: ...Thank you, Avatar.
 * Avatar: And look at you, playing like a kid on the beach! Who knew you could be so cute?
 * Cordelia: C-cute?! There is nothing "cute" about me!
 * Avatar: Wait, are you blushing? Ha! You're getting cuter by the second!
 * Cordelia: Damn it, Avatar! Stop teasing m—
 * Avatar: OOF!
 * Cordelia: Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! I completely forgot I was holding a lance!
 * Avatar: I'm...okay... Just took me by surprise is all...
 * (Avatar collapses)
 * Cordelia: Are you sure you're okay, Avatar? You seem more winded than you should be from such a glancing blow... Wait—maybe my seashells really did make a difference! Maybe they're not just pretty after all!
 * Avatar: (off screen) Maybe you could...help me up now and...discuss your seashell theory...later...
 * Cordelia: Oh, right! Sorry!

W/ Cordelia (married version)

 * Cordelia: Aaand...it's perfect! Just the right amount of exotic flair!
 * Avatar: What are you doing with all those lances, Cordelia?
 * Cordelia: Oh! Avatar! There are, uh, um... I wasn't goofing off, it that's what you're implying!
 * Avatar: Huh?
 * Cordelia: In fact, I was... Oh! Yes! I was testing new ways to increase a throwing lance's range! Specifically, attaching these seashells for their...aerodynamic properties. Let's give it a try! Hii-YAH! See!
 * Avatar: Wow! You hit the tree dead center! And from this far away too. It totally worked!
 * Cordelia: Um, yes! Just as I theorized! So...it's luck I made so many shell enhanced lances!
 * Avatar: I'm really impressed, Cordelia. Hey, do you think this one will fly as far?
 * Cordelia: Th-that one? Uh...
 * Avatar: The shells make it really pretty too! Here, let me have a throw...
 * Cordelia: Avatar, no! Stop! Don't throw that one, please! It's...it's my favorite.
 * Avatar: Your favorite?
 * Cordelia: I'm sorry. All of that was a lie. I wasn't developing new aerodynamic lances... I just really like seashells. So I was using them to decorate my weapons.
 * Avatar: You were? But that lance you threw flew really far!
 * Cordelia: That was just...adrenaline.
 * Avatar: Adrenaline?!
 * Cordelia: Yes. The shells don't help at all. It was just brute strength. I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't waste time like this in the middle of a battle. For me to be playing like a child while my husband frantically drafts battle plans is... You must be so disappointed in me... If you want to annul our marriage, I...I'll understand.
 * Avatar: Calm down, Cordelia. You're blowing this way out of proportion. I'm not disappointed in you at all. In fact, this only makes me love you more.
 * Cordelia: It...does?
 * Avatar: Yeah. You always seem so serious, you know? Sometimes I worry that you don't know how to relax and let off steam. So I'm happy I was able to see a whole other side of you today.
 * Cordelia: ...Thank you, Avatar.
 * Avatar: And look at you, playing like a kid on the beach! Who knew you could be so cute?
 * Cordelia: C-cute?! There is nothing "cute" about me!
 * Avatar: Wait, are you blushing? Ha! You're getting cuter by the second!
 * Cordelia: Damn it, Avatar! Stop teasing me! You know I hate that!
 * Avatar: Oh ho! Coming at me with your lance? Sloppy form—I saw that a mile away! Look how easy I can just side step it, and—
 * Cordelia: Right into my trap!
 * Avatar: Huh?! Umm-ah!
 * Cordelia: ...... Heh. Some master tactician you are! You left your lips wide open!
 * Avatar: C-Cordelia... I can't believe you'd just...
 * Cordelia: ...I'd just kiss you in front of the whole army like that? Then you underestimate me. Now who's getting sloppy?
 * Avatar: Damn it!
 * Cordelia: What's this? You've gone beet red! Is that all it takes to make you blush? My, my—you're getting cuter by the second!
 * Avatar: It's bad enough that I underestimated you—now I've lost the initiative as well. This is not going according to plan...
 * Cordelia: Is that a problem? Haven't your heard strong wives make for happy marriages? But if you're that upset, I guess you'll have to plan a counterattack. I'd suggest a surprise romantic offensive of overwhelming proportions, personally...
 * Avatar: I'm way ahead of you! But I'll make sure the specific plan of attack is one you'll never see coming!
 * Cordelia: I'll be looking forward to it! But know that I'll always be watching you...and only you. I love you, Avatar. I always will.

W/ Tharja (normal version)

 * Tharja: Hee hee... There you are, Avatar!
 * Avatar: Th-Tharja?! Is this about the oil again?
 * Tharja: You really are clever! How did you know? Well then, please begin rubbing it in when you're ready. And don't be afraid to put plenty on—you'll be hearing no complaints from me.
 * Avatar: I'm sure I won't... Listen, Tharja, did I not make myself clear? I can't be doing this right now!
 * Tharja: ...... No. No, of course you can't. How selfish of me. You belong to everyone, of course. And they'd never let me have you to myself. Oh no.
 * Avatar: Um, Tharja? What are you talking about?
 * Tharja: When the battle's over, you'll run off to join them... And I'm sure you'll all have a wonderful time together in this...ugh...beautiful place. Silly me for thinking I might get some time with you in the battle, at least. Not even when I have a perfectly legitimate excuse...
 * Avatar: Um...
 * Tharja: But alas, even here I'm just a nuisance. I'll leave you to fight...unencumbered. Sorry for distracting you.
 * Avatar: N-no! Tharja! Wait!
 * Tharja: Hmm?
 * Avatar: It's not like that at all! I don't think of you as a nuisance! It's just that...well, doing that at a time like this would put us both in danger!
 * Tharja: ......
 * Avatar: I promise you, I don't value you any less than anyone else. If you'd like to spend time with me outside of battle, you need only ask. We are friends, after all.
 * Tharja: ...Really? You'd want to talk to me even after the battle's over?
 * Avatar: Of course I would!
 * Tharja: ...And rub body oil on me?
 * Avatar: Um, well... Now, that...
 * Tharja: I thought you said I wasn't a nuisance! So you're just humoring me, is that it?!
 * Avatar: N-no! No, I swear! It's okay. I'll...I'll do it. I'd be happy to oil you up!
 * Tharja: Thank you, Avatar... You have no idea how glad I am to hear you say that. Ahh, just imagine... Avatar's big, strong hands... Here...and there...and over there...
 * Avatar: Um...Tharja?
 * Tharja: Come. We must dispense with these brigands as quickly as possible! The longer they last, the less quality time we'll have together. Hee hee...Now, what curse would work best... Maybe one to send them hurtling into the sea to become bloody fish food?
 * Avatar: *Gulp* I suppose I should count myself lucky she's so fond of me...

W/ Tharja (married version)

 * Tharja: Hee hee... There you are, Avatar!
 * Avatar: Th-Tharja?! Is this about the oil again?
 * Tharja: You really are clever! How did you know? Well then, please begin rubbing it in when you're ready. And don't be afraid to put plenty on—you'll be hearing no complaints from me.
 * Avatar: B-but I told you, I can't! Listen, Tharja, did I not make myself clear? I can't be doing this right now!
 * Tharja: ...... No. No, of course you can't. How selfish of me. You're always SO busy. Even your wife can't be allowed to monopolize your time. I should have known better...
 * Avatar: Um, Tharja? What are you talking about?
 * Tharja: When the battle's over, you'll run off to join everyone else... And I'm sure you'll all have a wonderful time together in this...ugh...beautiful place. I know we're always together, but it's not enough just to be in the same place. You're always surrounded by people while your wife waits in vain. Not that anyone but me seems to care that I am your wife...
 * Avatar: Th-Tharja...
 * Tharja: I'm sorry for being so direct. Bust asking you to rub oil on me was just an excuse to spend time with you. You've made it perfectly clear that you don't have time, though. You must have strategies to plan. I'll leave you to your important business.
 * Avatar: N-no! Tharja! Wait!
 * Tharja: Hmm?
 * Avatar: I'm sorry. I didn't know you felt that way. I didn't realize that you'd been so lonely this whole time.
 * Tharja: ......
 * Avatar: We're married now. Your needs come before everything else. After this battle, I'll make some time for us. I don't want you to be lonely any longer.
 * Tharja: ...Really? So after this battle, you'll spend the whole day alone with me?
 * Avatar: I will. That's a promise! And if I break it, you have my permission to curse me to death!
 * Tharja: That makes me very happy, Avatar. But I would never curse you. Well, not to death... Instead, you may seal your promise by kissing my hand.
 * Avatar: Um, right here and now?
 * Tharja: I've been waiting a long time for you. This is the least you can do.
 * Avatar: Well...if you insist. ......
 * Tharja: Mmmmph?!
 * Avatar: Was that okay?
 * Tharja: Those were my lips. I told you to kiss my hand.
 * Avatar: Sorry. I couldn't help myself. You're just too adorable...
 * Tharja: There's no need to overcompensate you know...
 * Avatar: I'm not overcompensating. I mean it. But I'm sorry for not doing what you asked. I was supposed to kiss your hand, right? Let me try again.
 * Tharja: ...No, there's no need. You disobeyed me, but I'm feeling generous. I'll let this slide once. Maybe when the battle's done...you can do it the wrong way again...
 * Avatar: Your wish is my command. Now, let's dispense with these brigands so we can be alone at last!
 * Tharja: Agreed. If I have to wait longer, things are going to get ugly... ...... All right, go. But be careful out there. I'll be with you every step of the way.
 * Avatar: Thanks, Tharja. You be careful too.

W/ Chrom (married version)

 * Avatar: Hey, Chrom! How goes the battle on your— ...Huh? What's up with all those seashells?
 * Chrom: Oh, hello, Avatar. I was trying to fashion a necklace out of them. It didn't go well.
 * Avatar: You were fashioning a necklace...? Has this been a hobby of yours for long? It looks as if they've been completely pulverized. What went wrong?
 * Chrom: Well, I can at least say I have a talent for smashing things in frustration...
 * Avatar: So it seems... And what's that behind you? What are those charred lumps?
 * Chrom: Those are...er, WERE fish. I was trying to cook them. They got burned.
 * Avatar: That's putting it kindly...
 * Chrom: Yeah, it didn't exactly pan out as intended.
 * Avatar: Huh. Well...I guess even the greatest chefs burn things now and again... And I'll pretend I haven't noticed the collapsed sand castle or the half-build raft... And what is that? A bug-infested tropical fruit salad? ...I'll just ignore that too.
 * Chrom: That would probably be for the best.
 * Avatar: Listen, Chrom, I'm sure my excitement for the beach was infectious, but...well, maybe it's best to save these...activities...for after the battle's done.
 * Chrom: No, you're right. But first, there's one more thing I want you to see. Now that it's done, I think it might've been a terrible idea, but...
 * Avatar: Really? There's more? What is it this ti— Oh my!
 * Chrom: So...what do you think?
 * Avatar: C-Chrom... Just look at this great big message in the sand... "Chrom & Avatar 4 Ever." How did this...? Why would you...?
 * Chrom: Does it make you happy?
 * Avatar: I...I don't know if I should be happy or embarrassed or...what, exactly... But it's certainly a sight I'll never forget, I can promise you that.
 * Chrom: Then I'm glad. Maybe I didn't make you happy, but I at least helped you make a new memory.
 * Avatar: Wait, Chrom... Is that what all this was about? The sand message, all the failed projects... It was all to help me make new memories?
 * Chrom: I guess it wasn't as obvious as I'd hoped it would be, huh? I know you didn't mean what you said before. Of course it bothers you that you don't have any memories from before we met. I wanted to make sure you were able to form at least a few happy memories here.
 * Avatar: Oh, Chrom... Thank you. Thank you so much. But you didn't need to go to all this trouble. Just being with you has given me an endless supply of happy memories!
 * Chrom: ...It has?
 * Avatar: Of course! The day we first met... Our first battle together... That time you peeked in on me in the bath... The day you confessed your love to me... I remember it all so vividly! I could never forget a single thing about you. Even if death were to tear us apart... Even if I lost my memories again...
 * Chrom: Avatar... Why would you even say such a thing?
 * Avatar: What? I'm just speaking hypothetically. Why are you making that face?
 * Chrom: Avatar...
 * Avatar: Huh? What are you—?!
 * Chrom: ......
 * Avatar: Mmmmmph! C-Chrom! Y-your lips... We shouldn't...
 * Chrom: Did you not enjoy that?
 * Avatar: N-no, it was wonderful! But we're in the middle of a battle here!
 * Chrom: I know. But the way you were talking... I couldn't help it.
 * Avatar: I understand, Chrom, but you're the commander of this army! Look, I'm going back to my position now. YOU stay here and fight, okay?
 * Chrom: Avatar, wait!
 * (Avatar leaves)
 * Chrom: *Sigh* She's gone. I'll have to apologize for that later...
 * (screen switches to Avatar)
 * Avatar: Right in the middle of a battle? What was he thinking?! I'll have to scold him for that later... ...... Well, I suppose he's at least given me one more memory I'll never forget. The big dolt!

W/ Gaius (normal version)

 * Gaius: Seems I got most of the good shells on this stretch of beach. Oh, wait. Looks like I missed something over there... What the...?! It's wrapped in paper... Hey, this is a piece of coconut brittle! There's a whole line of 'em! Sweet, sweet candy as far as the eye can see! Man, this must be my lucky day. Well, time to start filling my pockets! ...... ......
 * Avatar: ......
 * Gaius: Wha—? Bubbles!
 * Avatar: Good job, Mr. Master Thief. I can't believe that actually worked.
 * Gaius: Wait... You're the one who left all that candy lying around?
 * Avatar: Yep. I needed to figure out a way to lead you here. Who would've thought the simplest idea would turn out to be the best?
 * Gaius: Hmph. What's with trying to lure me here anyhow? First you run off all upset, and now you're trying to reel me back in? Like to wear a guy out before hitting him with a second dose of lectures, huh?
 * Avatar: Actually, I wanted to apologize about before.
 * Gaius: Huh? Did a coconut fall on your head or something?
 * Avatar: Frederick saw our little talk earlier, and he filled me in. He told me you're always on the hunt for valuables. It's not so you can buy candy, is it? It's so you can help fund the army.
 * Gaius: *Sigh* That little tattletale... I told him not to say anything—especially around you or Chrom.
 * Avatar: Well, regardless of that, now I know, and I feel absolutely terrible. Thanks for performing such a vital service—and for being so modest about it.
 * Gaius: Pah, don't worry about it. If I'd wanted gratitude, I'd have told you myself. ...Still, at least now you know I WAS taking things seriously back there.
 * Avatar: Thanks, Gaius. But it really is dangerous out here. Why don't you call it a day?
 * Gaius: Are you kidding? The more money we make, the better the gear we can buy, right?
 * Avatar: Hm. It's true we could use the money for new equipment... But it's not worth risking valuable military assets to acquire funds. And believe me, Gaius, you're a valuable asset. And an even more valuable friend.
 * Gaius: ...... All right, let's say I do hold off on the treasure hunting—what's in it for me?
 * Avatar: You...you want a reward?! B-but I don't have anything to offer...
 * Gaius: Heh, I'm just kidding, Bubbles. These coconut brittles are payment enough. It's good to know someone like you is looking out for someone like me.
 * Avatar: Gaius...
 * Gaius: Well, now that we've made nice, you can go on ahead. I need to make sure I didn't miss any of these tasty little fellas.
 * (Gaius leaves)
 * Avatar: What? But it's too dangerous! They're firing more arrows! Gaius, wait! Listen, I'll give you more candy later! Gaius? Gaiuuus! Gah, I knew I shouldn't have left so many of those stupid things...

W/ Gaius (married version)

 * Gaius: Seems I got most of the good shells on this stretch of beach. Oh, wait. Looks like I missed something over there... What the...? It's wrapped in paper... Hey, this is a piece of coconut brittle! There's a whole line of 'em! Sweet, sweet candy as far as the eye can see! Man, this must be my lucky day. Well, time to start filling my pockets! ...... .......
 * Avatar: ......
 * Gaius: Wha—? Bubbles!
 * Avatar: Good job, Mr. Master Thief. I can't believe that actually worked.
 * Gaius: Wait... You're the one who left all that candy lying around?
 * Avatar: Yep. I needed to figure out a way to lead you here. Who would've though the simplest idea would turn out to be the best?
 * Gaius: Hmph. What's with trying to lure me here anyhow? First you run of all upset, and now you're trying to reel me back in? Like to wear a guy out before hitting him with a second dose of lectures, huh?
 * Avatar: Actually, I wanted to apologize about before.
 * Gaius: Huh? Did a coconut fall on your head or something?
 * Avatar: Frederick saw our little talk earlier, and he filled me in. He told me why you're always on the hunt for valuables. It's not so you can buy candy, is it? It's so you can help fund the army.
 * Gaius: *Sigh* That little tattletale... I told him not to say anything—especially around you or Chrom.
 * Avatar: Well, regardless of that, now I know, and I feel absolutely terrible. Thanks for performing such a vital service—and for being so modest about it.
 * Gaius: Pah, don't worry about it. If I'd wanted gratitude, I'd have told you myself. ...Still, at least now you know I WAS taking things seriously back there. Anyway, I'm sorry Bubbles. You were just looking out for me, and I was a jerk.
 * Avatar: Oh, Gaius... It's okay—no harm done. But it really is dangerous out here. Why don't you call it a day?
 * Gaius: You really worry about me, huh? I should have told you this sooner, but... I really am trying to play it safe these days. I wouldn't want to put a big old frown on that beautiful face of yours, would I?
 * Avatar: But you can't guarantee you won't get hurt. This is war. Anything can happen... I worry about you, Gaius. You're the most important thing in the world to me.
 * Gaius: ...... All right, let's say I do hold off on the treasure hunting—what's in it for me?
 * Avatar: What's in it for you?! You don't get paid for listening to your wife! And even if I wanted to pay you, I don't have anything to give—
 * Gaius: Yes, you do. Right there.
 * Avatar: Huh...?
 * Gaius: ......
 * Avatar: Mmmmph?!
 * Gaius: Mmm. You taste sweet as sugar, baby. Couldn't resist a little of the old coconut brittle yourself, huh?
 * Avatar: G-Gaius! What are you doing?! We're in the middle of a battle!
 * Gaius: It's called planting a big, juicy kis—
 * Avatar: Ugh, enough! You're not going to sweet-talk your way out of this one, mister!
 * Gaius: Geez, would you quiet down already? Everyone's gonna hear you! Anyway, I'll consider that payment in full. And in exchange, I'll try to stay out of danger as best I can. All right?
 * Avatar: Try? Is that the best you can do?!
 * Gaius: Look, you have my word I'll stop risking my neck for pocket change. But I can't promise to stay completely out of danger at all times. What if someone attacked you? You're saying I couldn't jump in and save you?
 * Avatar: No, but I—
 * Gaius: It's all right. I know with your tactics, that'd never have to happen anyway. I believe in you, Bubbles. More than I've ever believed in anyone.
 * Avatar: Oh, Gaius... Thank you. I'll do my best to keep us both out of harm's way.
 * Gaius: I know you will. But listen, if you ever run short on funds and need my help again, just say the word. I'll make sure to keep the finder's fee reasonable...
 * Avatar: ...Excuse me?
 * Gaius: Heh heh. Just kidding!

W/ Cordelia

 * Cordelia: Aaand...it's perfect! Just the right amount of exotic flair!
 * Avatar: What are you doing with all those lances, Cordelia?
 * Cordelia: Oh, Avatar! These are, uh, um... I wasn't goofing off, if that's what you're implying!
 * Avatar: Huh?
 * Cordelia: In fact, I was... Oh! Yes! I was testing new ways to increase a throwing lance's range! Specifically, attaching seashells for their...aerodynamic properties. Let's give it a try! Hii-YAH! See!
 * Avatar: Wow! You hit that tree dead center! And from this far away too. It totally worked!
 * Cordelia: Um, yes! Just as I theorized! So...it's lucky I made so many shell-enhanced lances!
 * Avatar: I'm really impressed, Cordelia. Hey, do you think this one will fly as far?
 * Cordelia: Th-that one? Uh...
 * Avatar: The shells make it really pretty too! Here, let me have a throw...
 * Cordelia: Avatar, no! Stop! Don't throw that one, please! It's...it's my favorite.
 * Avatar: Your favorite?
 * Cordelia: I'm sorry. All of that was a lie. I wasn't developing new aerodynamic lances... I just really like seashells. So I was using them to decorate my weapons.
 * Avatar: You were? But that lance you threw flew really far!
 * Cordelia: That was just...adrenaline.
 * Avatar: Adrenaline?!
 * Cordelia: Yes. The shells don't help at all. It was just brute strength. I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't waste time like this in the middle of a battle. I've let you down. I've let us all down. I'll accept any punishment the war council sees fit to give me.
 * Avatar: Calm down, Cordelia. No one's being punished here. I'm not upset. In fact, I'm kind of glad.
 * Cordelia: G-glad?
 * Avatar: Yeah. You always seem so serious, you know? Sometimes I worry that you don't know how to relax and let off steam. So I'm happy I was able to see a whole other side of you today.
 * Cordelia: ...Thank you, Avatar.
 * Avatar: And look at you, playing like a kid on the beach! Who knew you could be so cute?
 * Cordelia: C-cute?! There is nothing "cute" about me!
 * Avatar: Wait, are you blushing? Ha! You're getting cuter by the second!
 * Cordelia: Damn it, Avatar! Stop teasing m—
 * Avatar: OOF!
 * Cordelia: Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! I completely forgot I was holding a lance!
 * Avatar: I'm...okay... Just...took me by surprise is all...
 * (Avatar collapses)
 * Cordelia: Are you sure you're okay, Avatar?! You seem more winded than you should be from such a glancing blow... Wait—maybe my seashells really did make a difference! Maybe they're not just pretty after all!
 * Avatar: (off screen) Maybe you could...help me up now and...discuss your seashell theory...later...
 * Cordelia: Oh, right! Sorry!

W/ Tharja

 * Tharja: Hee hee... There you are, Avatar!
 * Avatar: Th-Tharja?! Is this about the oil again?
 * Tharja: You really are clever! How did you know? Well then, please begin rubbing it in when you're ready. And don't be afraid to put plenty on—you'll hear no complaints from me.
 * Avatar: I'm sure I won't... Listen, Tharja, did I not make myself clear? I can't be doing this right now!
 * Tharja: ...... No. No, of course you can't. How selfish of me. You belong to everyone, of course. And they'd never let me have you to myself. Oh no.
 * Avatar: Um, Tharja? What are you talking about?
 * Tharja: When the battle's over, you'll run off to join them... And I'm sure you'll all have wonderful time together in this...ugh...beautiful place. Silly me for thinking I might get some time with you in battle, at least. Not even when I have a perfectly legitimate excuse...
 * Avatar: Um...
 * Tharja: But alas, even here I'm just a nuisance. I'll leave you to fight...unencumbered. Sorry for distracting you.
 * Avatar: N-no! Tharja! Wait!
 * Tharja: Hmm?
 * Avatar: It's not like that at all! I don't think of you as a nuisance! It's just that...well, doing that at a time like this would put us both in danger!
 * Tharja: ......
 * Avatar: I promise you I don't value you any less than anybody else. If you'd like to spend time with me outside of battle, you need only ask. We are friends, after all.
 * Tharja: ...Really? You'd want to talk to me even after the battle's over?
 * Avatar: Of course I would!
 * Tharja: ...And rub body oil on me?
 * Avatar: That's a promise.
 * Tharja: Thank you, Avatar... You've no idea how glad I am to hear you say that. Ahh, just imagine... Avatar&apos;s sweet caress... Here...and there...and over there... I've dreamed of this day for so very long!
 * Avatar: Um...Tharja?
 * Tharja: Come. We must dispense with these brigands as quickly as possible! The longer they last, the less quality time we'll have together. Hee hee... Now, what curse would work best... Maybe one to send them hurtling into the sea to become bloody fish food?
 * Avatar: *Gulp* I suppose I should count myself lucky she's so fond of me...

W/ Lissa

 * Lissa: *Sigh* The swimsuit looked SO good when the merchant showed it to me... But when I put it on, it was all baggy and loose, and it looked TOTALLY ridiculous.
 * Sumia: I'm disappointed with mine too. I swear it didn't look THAT small at the stall! It doesn't matter how cute it is—if you can't wear it in public, what's the point?
 * Lissa: Yeah, I know exactly what you mean! Unlike me, though, I'll bet you look good in almost everything you wear. I couldn't help noticing what a great figure you have when we were changing. I would KILL for curves like yours! What size are you, by the way?
 * Sumia: Gosh! I never thought I'd be having this conversation with a princess!
 * Lissa: Aw, come on! We're friends! We can talk about this kinda stuff, can't we?
 * Sumia: Well, I guess. But a girl has to have SOME secrets, so don't go telling anyone!
 * Lissa: Oh, absolutely! Cross my heart and hope to die!
 * Sumia: Okay, lean in close. I'm going to whisper it, just in case any men are eavesdropping...
 * Lissa: Like this?
 * Sumia: Uh-huh.
 * Lissa: ...I'm waiting.
 * Sumia: ...Argh! I can't do it! It's just...not something I talk about!
 * Lissa: Oh, COME ON! You can't make me go through all that and then not tell me!
 * Sumia: I'm sorry! I know it's weird, but... Hey, wait! I just had an idea! Why don't we swap swimsuits?
 * Lissa: Huh? Why would we—? ...Ohhh, I get it! Mine's too big, yours is too small... If we trade, we'll both have suits that fit!
 * Sumia: Exactly! Now why don't we hurry up and finish this battle so we can try them on again.
 * Lissa: Sounds good to me! ...Hey, wait a second! You never answered my question!

W/ Tharja

 * Cordelia: Hi, Tharja. Feeling a little less self-conscious about your outfit yet?
 * Tharja: Very much so. I attached a de-shaming talisman on my back, and now I feel just fine about it.
 * Cordelia: Let me have a look... Wow. It's, uh...not very subtle.
 * Tharja: Hm? What do you mean?
 * Cordelia: Well, it's just a piece of paper with "mortification" written on it.
 * Tharja: That's how these things work. Whatever you write on them gets canceled out. I was mortified, so I wrote "mortification" and presto—no more embarrassment.
 * Cordelia: But it's right there for anyone to see! Isn't it even more mortifying walking around with the very word on your back?
 * Tharja: *Sigh* That's the whole point. NOTHING is mortifying thanks to this thing.
 * Cordelia: Oh, right. Sorry. I'm still trying to wrap my head around this... So if I were to take it off, would it stop working?
 * Tharja: My, you're a sharp one.
 * Cordelia: Interesting. Let's try it and see, shall we? Here goes...
 * Tharja: W-wait, don't—! Oh, gods, this is horrifying. Just kill me now...
 * Cordelia: I see. So now we stick it back on, and...
 * Tharja: My, it sure is hot. Why don't I throw off my cloak and take a nice dip in the sea?
 * Cordelia: And off again...
 * Tharja: Ugh, my calf is showing! Why didn't I wear a bigger cloak?
 * Cordelia: This is fascinating! Okay, let's put it back on...
 * Tharja: All right, that's enough. If you value your fingers, you won't mess with it again.
 * Cordelia: Heh. Sorry, Tharja. I...I'm only teasing your because I'm jealous. I wish I had the guts to wear something like that. You dress so wonderfully!
 * Tharja: Is that all? If that's what's bothering you, maybe I can help. We are...allies, after all.
 * Cordelia: Wow, really? I would love that! If you could show me around some boutiques, I'd be—
 * Tharja: I meant I could erase your jealousy with a curse.
 * Cordelia: O-oh... Um, let me get back to you on that...

W/ Panne

 * Panne: Cherche! Did I not tell you to keep your lizard under control? She just grasped me in her mouth and threw me into the ocean!
 * Cherche: Goodness! Did she really? Perhaps she was trying to imitate a hawk -- they sometimes try to drown their prey.
 * Panne: You think she was playing? Nonsense! The foul creature means to kill me! Who would have guessed that the taguel's greatest threat lay here in our own army?
 * Cherche: Panne, dear, don't be absurd! Your imagination is running away with you!
 * Panne: For the last time, I am not your "dear"!
 * Cherche: I apologize, Panne. But honestly, I'm sure Minerva was merely playing.
 * Panne: M-merely...!?
 * Cherche: Look at her sweet, innocent face. Why, she wouldn't hurt a fly! How could you suspect anything so foul from such a gentle creature?
 * Panne: Wouldn't hurt a fly?! You yourself said that she loves nothing more than eating rabbits!
 * Cherche: Did I? Well, she might hurt a rabbit...but certainly not a fly!
 * Panne: Ugh, I tire of your silliness. Just tell your lizard that it is not to eat its allies. Got it?
 * Cherche: Fine, fine. You heard her, didn't you, Minerva? Panne is a valued ally. And you are not to even think of eating her, understand?
 * Panne: Hmm. She seems suddenly...quieter.
 * Cherche: Well, it's more likely that you offended her than she's decided not to eat you. It's like I said-- she only ever wanted to play!
 * Panne: Well, why can she not play nicely?
 * Cherche: She wants to, but she doesn't realize her own size and strength. There aren't many more wyverns in the army for her to play with. So she has to make do with whomever she can find...
 * Panne: ...Very well. If she promises not to eat me, perhaps we can play a little.
 * Cherche: Hee hee. Thank you, Panne! And Minerva says thank you too!