Severa/Supports

C Support

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

B Support

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

A Support

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

S Support

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

C Support

 * Severa: Hey! I think it's time for Daddy-Daughter Day!
 * Avatar: Er...what? Why?
 * Severa: Does a daughter NEED a reason to spend a little time with her father?! Most fathers would be beside themselves with joy at even being asked! Gawds!
 * Avatar: You're right—I should count my blessings. Well, then? Where shall we go?
 * Severa: Into town! I spotted a whole line of shops with the CUTEST dresses...
 * Avatar: Dresses, huh? Well I suppose you're at that age...
 * Severa: Age? Hee hee! In this timeline, you're not much older than I am, Daddy!
 * Avatar: Hmm... No, I suppose I'm not.
 * Severa: I bet most people seeing us side by side would think we were brother and sister.
 * Avatar: Hmm, indeed... An odd thought, now that you mention it.
 * Severa: Odd? Is there something wrong with that? Are you embarrassed to be seen with me?! You'd rather be with Mother, wouldn't you?
 * Avatar: Wha—?! N-not at all! You're adorable, honey!
 * Severa: Aw, you mean it? Yay! That's so sweet! So okay! In town, there's this one dress I really, reeeally want! Would you hate me if I asked you to get it for me? Would Mother be mad?
 * Avatar: I could never hate you, Severa. And I'm sure your mother won't mind. You're our daughter, you know? You can have anything you'd like.
 * Severa: Oh, thank you. Daddy! I love you so much!
 * Avatar: Heh heh! I love you too, Severa.
 * Severa: (...Pffft. Too easy.)

B Support

 * Severa: Thanks again for all the shopping, Daddy! I felt like a total princess when you bought everything I asked for!
 * Avatar: Most royal houses couldn't afford to shop the way you just did...
 * Severa: Daddy, are you listening?
 * Avatar: What? Y-yes, dear. I'm listening.
 * Severa: Good, good. So! I'd just looove to go an another shopping spree with you! I spotted the most precious little accessory shop in a town near here the other day!
 * Avatar: Sorry, pumpkin, but no.
 * Severa: Huh? Why not? Did I do something wrong? Daddy, are you... Are you mad at me?
 * Avatar: Spare me the wounded treatment, Severa. No means no. We just bought you plenty.
 * Severa: FINE, then! FINE! I guess I'll just wear RAGS! ...GAWDS!
 * Avatar: Yeesh, talk about an attitude change. Now, look. I'm not saying I won't buy you anything ever...
 * Severa: Ooooooh, you're not?!
 * Avatar: I'm just saying you'll have to earn it. If you help out around camp with chores and such. I'll treat you to something nice.
 * Severa: EXCUSE me? What is this—my allowance?! I'm not a child!
 * Avatar: No? Then stop acting like one. This is for your own good, Severa. A little hardship in one's youth builds character.
 * Severa: I dealt with a LOT more hardship back in the future, thank you!
 * Avatar: Well my decision is final. I won't continue to just buy you whatever you like. If there's something you want, you'll have to work for it.
 * Severa: FINE! Whatever! ...I'll do your stupid chores. But I expect some SERIOUS returns, is that clear?!
 * Avatar: *Sigh* I sure hope that character starts building soon...

A Support

 * Severa: Apply the whetstone to the blade at an angle, and then... Gah, not again! That's the fifth one that broke! Nothing EVER goes right for me!
 * Avatar: Er, Severa? What are you doing?
 * Severa: I'm sharpening these stupid weapons that won't stay sharp! Gawds! You told me to help out, right? So I'm helping.
 * Avatar: ...And that pile of broken swords behind you?
 * Severa: It's not my fault they're defective! They all, like, fell apart and stuff! Sorry I'm not PERFECT at everything like Mother. Sorry I'm SO STUPID! I get it—I'm useless! You should just drown me in a sack...
 * Avatar: Severa, I think you're overreact—
 * Severa: I burn everything I try to cook... I just about beheaded a horse while chopping wood... I'm no help to anyone! I'm just a bunch of lame deadweight. You must've had high hopes, too, given Mother's history. I'm such a disappointment.
 * Avatar: ......
 * Severa: ...Well? If you have something to say, just say it!
 * Avatar: I'm not disappointed, Severa. I couldn't be happier that you came back to us.
 * Severa: Oh, please. Are you mocking me? Do you really think I'm that stupid? All my life, every time I mess something up, people compare me to Mother! And you're closer to her than anyone! I KNOW you think I don't measure up.
 * Avatar: You're your own woman, Severa. I wouldn't compare you to anyone. You're my daughter and my treasure, and I know your mother feels the same.
 * Severa: Wha—?!
 * Avatar: I love you, honey, and I'm behind you no matter what happens. So no more talk about being disappointed! It makes me feel like I failed you as a father.
 * Severa: What? No! Daddy, you didn't! *sniff* I'm sorry! I... I didn't... WAAAAAAAAAAH...
 * Avatar: Don't cry. You've been through a lot, I know, but it's all right now. I'm sorry for saying you need more hardship before. I know it's been hard... But I'll do all that I can to keep you from ever suffering again. And hey—you HAVE been doing your chores. So how about that reward now?
 * Severa: No. I don't need it. I don't need anything but you, Daddy! But if you die on me again, I'll never forgive you!
 * Avatar: I'm not going anywhere this time, honey. I promise.

C Support

 * Avatar: *Slurp* Ah, yes. Perfect. Adding that dash of fenugreek really did the trick.
 * Severa: What are you doing, Avatar?
 * Avatar: Oh, hello, Severa. I'm just putting the finishing touches on tonight's stew. It's my turn in the galley, you see.
 * Severa: It smells pretty okay... Are you, like, a professional cook or something?
 * Avatar: Me? Oh, gracious no. It's nothing special. I just tossed a few things in the pot.
 * Severa: Pfft. False modesty is so overrated. I can tell by the smell alone that a lot of work went into that stew. *Sniiiff* Ahhh. All kinds of herbs and stuff. You musta been cooking for hours.
 * Avatar: You're very kind, but I really think I just got lucky today. Usually when I cook, it ends up tasting like mud. ...Or burned mud.
 * Severa: I TOLD you already, that stuff is totally overrated! Gawds!
 * Avatar: I'm sorry?
 * Severa: I mean, really! You've made a success of something, so go ahead and celebrate! Pat yourself on the back! Tell everyone what a fantastic job you did! Soak up the praise! Otherwise, people forget you're being modest and start taking you at your word. And then when you do something really great, everyone treats it like a yawner. Before you know it, you're just boring old Avatar, and everyone ignores you!
 * Avatar: Gracious, Severa, that's quite a speech.
 * Severa: And another thing! What in blazes are you doing fiddling around with soups, anyway?! You're our TACTICIAN! You should be planning how not to get us killed! I don't want to die tomorrow because you're thinking about stupid garlic!
 * Avatar: Er, well. Normally I AM excused from roster duties, given how busy I—
 * Severa: I know, right?! So why are you HERE?! You should be in a war council with Chrom or planning our next march! You could secure provisions, check supplies, have our weapons repaired, blah blah blah. But NOOOOOO! You're flinging soup around like some innkeeper's lackey.
 * Avatar: W-well, when you put it that way, I guess it doesn't make much sense... I just wanted to ensure folks were getting healthy food for the sake of morale.
 * Severa: MORALE?! Pfffffft! We're fine. Oh we all just LOVE it here. And we certainly don't need a daily serving of Avatar's Chef Surprise to help. GAWDS! It's like talking to an infant! I am SO out of here.
 * (Severa leaves)
 * Avatar: ...I'm honestly not sure if I should be flattered or insulted.

B Support

 * Avatar: Severa, can we talk?
 * Severa: Avatar? Sure, if... No, wait! If you've got time to chat, you've got time to think of new strategies!
 * Avatar: Yes, well, that's what I want to talk to you about... You told me I need to spend more time on strategizing and less on distractions.
 * Severa: Yeah, I KNOW I said that. So what? Are you gonna tell me how stupid I am?
 * Avatar: Not in so many words. But I'd like to offer a counterargument, if I may. You see, when I cook for the troops, it's an opportunity to spend time with them. I can learn how they're feeling, exchange information and ideas, and so forth. This strengthens our bonds and makes us more effective out on the battlefield.
 * Severa: Huh? How so?
 * Avatar: Well, the more you know about a comrade, the more you begin to trust each other. And that trust is key to bringing out our innate strengths and abilities. So in the end, making friends is actually an important part of the tactician's job.
 * Severa: Yeah, whatever, I guess.
 * Avatar: In any case, I wanted you to hear my reasoning, whether you agreed or not.
 * Severa: I SAID "whatever," didn't I? Gawds!
 * Avatar: You just don't seem very satisfied. What are you thinking? Come now, you don't have to hold back. I'm all for exchanging ideas, remember?
 * Severa: It's just...when I saw your stirring that pot of delicious stew, I got so angry...
 * Avatar: Yes, I noticed... But I still don't really understand why.
 * Severa: Because we're just about the same age and you're so much SMARTER than me! You're better at tactics and strategy and battle techniques and...everything! Everyone already thought you were amazing, and then you go make this amazing soup! I was just... I dunno. Jealous, I guess.
 * Avatar: Severa, first off, I'm not nearly so perfect as you seem to think I am. And I wouldn't be half what I am today if it wasn't for the help of all my friends.
 * Severa: Gawds, and you're MODEST, too! It's so totally annoying.
 * Avatar: Severa, are you sure it's really ME who's making you angry? Or does my skill set perhaps remind you of someone else?
 * Severa: Wha—?! How'd you... I mean... No, you're wrong!
 * Avatar: You don't sound so sure...
 * Severa: Gawds! See what I mean about you being so darn clever? I...I don't want to talk about it. My mind's all weird. I need to think.
 * Avatar: Of course. Take your time.
 * (Severa leaves)
 * Avatar: I think I might finally understand where that girl is coming from...

A Support

 * Severa: Avatar?
 * Avatar: Yes, Severa? What can I do for you?
 * Severa: You remember when you asked if I was mad at you or...someone else?
 * Avatar: Of course. But look, you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to.
 * Severa: No, it's all right. I kind of do. I'm thinking you might understand. I mean, you probably know this already, but you reminded me of...my mother.
 * Avatar: Yes, I see...
 * Severa: It's just that you're both so clever and smart and good at everything you do! And then there's little old me. I haven't done squat.
 * Avatar: But you don't hate your mother, do you?
 * Severa: No! Of course not! ...It's just that whenever I see her, I can't help thinking how wretched I am. She's strong, noble, articulate, beautiful, and admired by everyone and their horse. Oh! Oh! AND she's kind and considerate and not in the slightest bit vain! Do you realize how hard it is being the daughter of Her Royal Perfectness? I guess I should just get used to being pathetic, huh?
 * Avatar: You have your own virtues, Severa. For one, you have a kind heart.
 * Severa: Pffft. Yeah, right.
 * Avatar: Think about it. You were reluctant to talk about this on account of MY feelings.
 * Severa: ......
 * Avatar: You know I have no memories of my parents or childhood... That's why you hesitated to complain about your own mother. Because you didn't want to inadvertently hurt my feelings. ...Am I right?
 * Severa: What? NO! Who could possibly think that far ahead?!
 * Avatar: Heh. Who's being modest now, Severa?
 * Severa: Look, I'm serious. All that stuff about your parents never occurred to me.
 * Avatar: Your eyes get so big and earnest when you're telling a lie. Did you know that?
 * Severa: ARRRGH!
 * Avatar: You've got a heart of gold, Severa. ...I hope you'll allow me to be your friend.
 * Severa: All right, fine! FINE! You wanna think I planned all that? Go ahead. Just stop talking about how nice I am! It's so embarrassing... Gawds!

C Support

 * Severa: Hey! I think it's time for Daddy-Daughter day!
 * Virion: Er...what? Why?
 * Severa: Does a daughter NEED a reason to spend a little time with her father?! Most fathers would be beside themselves with joy at even being asked! Gawds!
 * Virion: You're right—I should count my blessings. Well, then? Where shall we go?
 * Severa: Into town! I spotted a whole line of shops with the CUTEST dresses...
 * Virion: Dresses, is it? Well, I suppose you're at that age...
 * Severa: Age? Hee hee! In this timeline, you're not THAT much older than I am, Daddy!
 * Virion: Hmm... No, I suppose I'm not.
 * Severa: I bet most people seeing us side by side would think we were brother and sister.
 * Virion: Hmm, indeed... An odd thought, now that you mention it.
 * Severa: Odd? Is there something wrong with that? Are you embarrassed to be seen with me?! You'd rather be with Mother, wouldn't you?
 * Virion: Wha—?! N-not at all! I am proud to have you at my side, my dear.
 * Severa: Aw, you mean it? Yay! That's so sweet! So okay! In town, there's this one dress that I really, reeeally want! Would you hate me if I asked you to get it for me? Would Mother be mad?
 * Virion: I could never hate you, Severa. And I'm sure your mother won't mind. You are our precious daughter! You can have anything you'd like.
 * Severa: Oh, thank you, Daddy! I love you so much!
 * Virion: Oh, what a charmer you are!
 * Severa: (...Pffft. Too easy.)

B Support

 * Severa: Thanks again for all the shopping, Daddy! I felt like a total princess when you bought everything I asked for!
 * Virion: Most royal houses couldn't afford to shop the way you just did...
 * Severa: Daddy, are you listening?
 * Virion: What? Y-yes, dear, I'm listening.
 * Severa: Good, good. So! I'd just looove to go on another shopping spree with you! I spotted the most precious little accessory shop in a town near here the other day!
 * Virion: Sorry, my dear, but no.
 * Severa: Huh? Why not? Did I do something wrong? Daddy, are you... Are you mad at me?
 * Virion: Spare me the wounded treatment, sweetheart. No means no. We just bought you plenty.
 * Severa: FINE, then! FINE! I guess I'll just wear RAGS! ...GAWDS!
 * Virion: Goodness, talk about an attitude change... Now, look. I'm not saying I won't buy you anything ever...
 * Severa: Oooooh, you're not?!
 * Virion: I'm just saying you'll have to earn it. If you help out around camp with chores and such, I'll treat you to something nice.
 * Severa: EXCUSE me? What is this—my allowance?! I'm not a child!
 * Virion: No? Then stop acting like one. This is for your own good, Severa. A little hardship in one's youth builds character.
 * Severa: I dealt with a LOT more than hardship back in the future, thank you!
 * Virion: Well, my decision is final. I won't continue to shower you with whatever gifts you like. If there's something you want, you're going to have to work for it.
 * Severa: FINE! Whatever! ...I'll do your stupid chores. But I expect some SERIOUS returns, is that clear?!
 * Virion: *Sigh* I do hope that character starts building soon...

A Support

 * Severa: Apply the whetstone to the blade at an angle, and then... Gah, not again! That's the fifth one that broke! Nothing EVER goes right for me!
 * Virion: Er, Severa? What are you doing?
 * Severa: I'm sharpening these stupid weapons that won't stay sharp! Gawds! You told me to help out, right? So I'm helping.
 * Virion: ...And that pile of broken swords behind you?
 * Severa: It's not my fault they're defective! They all, like, fell apart and stuff! Sorry I'm not PERFECT at everything like Mother! Sorry I'm SO STUPID! I get it—I'm useless! You should just drown me in a sack...
 * Virion: Severa, I think you're overreact—
 * Severa: I burn everything I try to cook... I just about beheaded a horse while chopping wood... I'm no help to anyone! I'm just a bunch of lame deadweight. You must've had high hopes, too, given Mother's history. I'm such a disappointment.
 * Virion: ......
 * Severa: ...Well? If you have something to say, just say it!
 * Virion: I'm not disappointed, Severa. I couldn't be happier that you came back to us.
 * Severa: Oh, please. Are you mocking me? Do you really think I'm that stupid? All my life, every time I mess something up, people compare me to Mother! And you're closer to her than anyone! I KNOW you don't think I measure up.
 * Virion: You're your own woman, Severa. I wouldn't compare you to anyone. You're my daughter and my treasure, and I know your mother feels the same.
 * Severa: Wha—?!
 * Virion: I love you, my dear, and I'm behind you no matter what happens. So no more talk of being a disappointment! It makes me feel like I failed you as a father.
 * Severa: What? No! Daddy, you didn't! *sniff* I'm sorry! I... I didn't... WAAAAAAAAAH...
 * Virion: Don't cry. You've been through a lot, I know, but it's all right now. I'm sorry for saying you needed more hardship before. I know it's been hard... But I'll do all I can to keep you from ever suffering again. And since you HAVE been doing your chores, how about that reward now?
 * Severa: No. I don't need it. I don't need anything but you, Daddy! But if you die on me again, I'll never forgive you!
 * Virion: I'm not going anywhere this time. I promise.

C Support

 * Cordelia: So, tell me about the future, Severa.
 * Severa: Why do you care? It's a different future. None of it will even happen here.
 * Cordelia: Well, maybe not exactly, but parts of it might. ...Right?
 * Severa: How should I know? Gawds!
 * Cordelia: ...Are you upset about something?
 * Severa: No, I'm NOT upset. Stop prying, Mother.
 * Cordelia: I suppose it was the frown and furrowed brow that threw me off...
 * Severa: It's your fault for dredging up memories of the future. I don't want any of it to happen again, and I don't want to think about it! Is that ALL RIGHT with you?
 * Cordelia: ...I'm sorry, dear. I never stopped to think about how hard it must have been for you. It was thoughtless of me. ...Forgive me?
 * Severa: Fine. As long as you learned your lesson...
 * Cordelia: Well then, let's talk about something else, shall we?
 * Severa: I don't have anything to say to you...
 * Cordelia: No? well, I have a mountain of questions for you! Come now. Indulge your mother, just for a little while?
 * Severa: Ugh. All right, all right.
 * Cordelia: Wonderful. Thank you, dear.
 * Severa: Though if you REALLY want to thank me, you'd give me your dessert at dinner...
 * Cordelia: ...All right, it's a deal.

B Support

 * Cordelia: Here you are, then. My dessert is yours once again.
 * Severa: ...Thanks. So, what do you want to know today?
 * Cordelia: Hmm, I know there was something I wanted to ask you... Ah, that's it. Why didn't you choose to be a pegasus knight?
 * Severa: Ugh, because I'd sooner drink boiling tar than follow in your footsteps...
 * Cordelia: ...That's just a bit harsh, isn't it?
 * Severa: If you want harsh, try living in the shadow of someone who's perfect at everything. Trust me, it's a NIGHTMARE. Everyone loves you and respects you and thinks you're pretty and smart and strong. I'm just a pile of dog food...
 * Cordelia: Ah ha ha, that's quite a list of complements! I'm flattered, Severa
 * Severa: Hey, I'm just repeating what everybody ELSE says. I never said any of that!
 * Cordelia: Oh? ...Then what DO you think of me? What sort of mother was i?
 * Severa: Perfect, of cour— Er... *AHEM* I mean, you were a coldhearted, selfish brute who abandoned your only daughter!
 * Cordelia: Severa, I...I'm so sorry. *sniff*
 * Severa: H-hey... No fair crying... I didn't mean it. Of course I didn't mean it... You were kind and pretty and strong and perfect... All right?! Are you happy now...?
 * Cordelia: Ah... I'm sorry, dear, but yes, I am. It warms my heart to hear you say that.
 * Severa: Whatever. We're done here!
 * (Severa leaves)
 * Cordelia: ...My, she is quick when she wants to be. Quicker than me, that's for certain. But she doesn't need to know I became a pegasus knight because I'm a lousy runner...

A Support

 * Cordelia: Oh, darn the luck... No dessert with today's rations, I'm afraid.
 * Severa: None?
 * Cordelia: Looks like I don't get my Severa time today.
 * Severa: Well...I SUPPOSE I could make an exception. Just for today. ...If you insist.
 * Cordelia: Oh, I insist.
 * Severa: *Sigh* Fiiiiiiiine. What do we have to talk about this time?
 * Cordelia: How about today we make a promise?
 * Severa: Boooring...
 * Cordelia: A promise for the two of us as we build a new future together... A promise that, no matter what, we'll never part with another sad farewell.
 * Severa: ...What if you break your promise?
 * Cordelia: No "ifs" this time. This one is absolute.
 * Severa: ...Absolutely absolute?
 * Cordelia: Absolutely.
 * Severa: ...... Well, I guess that's okay. ...I guess I can trust you now...
 * Cordelia: Of course you can, dear! ...Er but you didn't trust me before?
 * Severa: I've WANTED to for, like, ever! ...I wanted to tell you everything. But then I thought about losing you again and it... I can't do it... I can't be alone again! I WON'T!
 * Cordelia: And so you kept your distance. Aw, my poor girl...
 * Severa: I'm sorry, Mother... I'm so sorry! I didn't want to be cold, but I knew once I let you in, there was no going back.
 * Cordelia: I'm so very glad you have. Thank you, Severa. You followed your feelings, but there's nothing to fear now. You can trust me with anything, and I'll do the same in return. Deal?
 * Severa: Oh, Mom! I love you so much!

C Support

 * Severa: Hey! I think it's time for Daddy-Daughter Day!
 * Gregor: Er... what? Why?
 * Severa: Does a daughter NEED a reason to spend a little time with her father?! Most fathers would be beside themselves with joy at even being asked! Gawds!
 * Gregor: Ah, yes. Gregor should count blessing! So, then? Where do we go?
 * Severa: Into town! I spotted a whole line of the CUTEST dresses...
 * Gregor: Har har! Gregor often forget you are at age where you want pretty things.
 * Severa: Age? Hee hee! In this timeline, you're not THAT much older than I am, Daddy!
 * Gregor: Hmm... Is true, is true.
 * Severa: I bet most people seeing us side by side would think we were brother and sister.
 * Gregor: Hmm, yes... Kind of odd thought, when you think about it.
 * Severa: Odd? Is there something wrong with that? Are you embarrassed to be seen with me?! You'd rather be with Mother, wouldn't you?
 * Gregor: N-not at all! Darling child is made of utmost adorableness!
 * Severa: Aw, you mean it? Yay! That's so sweet! So okay! In town, there's this one dress I really, reeeally want! Would you hate me if I asked you to get it for me? Would Mother be mad?
 * Gregor: Gregor could never hate you, Severa. And he is sure mother will not mind. You are Gregor's daughter, yes? You can have anything you like!
 * Severa: Oh, thank you, Daddy! I love you so much!
 * Gregor: It is returned tenfold!
 * Severa: (...Pffft. Too easy.)

B Support

 * Severa: Thanks again for all the shopping, Daddy! I felt like a total princess when you bought everything I asked for!
 * Gregor: ...Oy! Royal houses not have kind of money to shop in way you did.
 * Severa: Daddy, are you listening?
 * Gregor: What Y-yes, dear, Gregor always listening.
 * Severa: Good, good. So! I'd just looove to go on another shopping spree with you! I spotted the most precious little accessory shop in a town near here the other day!
 * Gregor: Er...no. Sorry, child.
 * Severa: Huh? Why not? Did I do something wrong? Daddy, are you... Are you mad at me?
 * Gregor: Please, spare Gregor the eyes of puppy! No means no. We just bought you plenty.
 * Severa: FINE, then! FINE! I guess, I'll just wear RAGS! ...GAWDS!
 * Gregor: Oy, talk about attitude change... Now, look. Gregor not saying he won't buy you anything ever...
 * Severa: Oooooh, you're not?!
 * Gregor: Gregor just saying you have to earn it! If you help around camp with daily chores, Gregor treat you to something nice.
 * Severa: EXCUSE me? What is this—my allowance?! I'm not a child!
 * Gregor: No? Then please do not act like one. This is for own good, yes? Little hardship in youth makes with the character building!
 * Severa: I dealt with a LOT more than hardship back in the future, thank you!
 * Gregor: Well, decision is final. Gregor will not continue to just buy whatever daughter like. If you find something you want, you will have to work for it.
 * Severa: FINE! Whatever! ...I'll do your stupid chores. But I expect some SERIOUS returns, is that clear?!
 * Gregor: *Sigh* Gregor hope character start building soon...

A Support

 * Severa: Apply the whetstone to the blade at an angle, and then... Gah, not again! That's the fifth one that broke! Nothing EVER goes right for me!
 * Gregor: Er, Severa? What are you doing?
 * Severa: I'm sharpening these stupid weapons that won't stay sharp! Gawds! You told me to help out right? So I'm helping.
 * Gregor: ... And what is huge pile of broken swords behind you?
 * Severa: It's not my fault they're defective! They all, like, fell apart and stuff! Sorry I'm not PERFECT at everything like Mother! Sorry I'm SO STUPID! I get it—I'm useless! You should just drown me in a sack...
 * Gregor: Gregor thinks you are overreact—
 * Severa: I burn everything I try to cook... I just about beheaded a horse while chopping wood... I'm no help to anyone! I'm just a bunch of lame deadweight. You must've had high hopes, too, given Mother's history. I'm such a disappointment.
 * Gregor: ......
 * Severa: ...Well? If you have something to say, just say it!
 * Gregor: Gregor not disappointed. In fact, he could not be happier daughter came back to us.
 * Severa: Oh, please. Are you mocking me? Do you really think I'm that stupid? All my life, every time I mess something up, people compare me to Mother! And you're closer to her than anyone! I KNOW you think I don't measure up.
 * Gregor: You are own woman, Severa. Gregor would never compare to other! You are daughter and treasure, yes? And Gregor knows mother feels same.
 * Severa: Wha—?!
 * Gregor: Gregor will make with the standing behind you no matter what happens. So no more talk of being a disappointment! It make Gregor feel like failure as father.
 * Severa: What? No! Daddy, you didn't! *sniff* I'm sorry! I... I didn't... WAAAAAAAAAH...
 * Gregor: Oy, do not cry! You go through much, yes, but everything all right now. Gregor is sorry for saying you need more hardship. He know it has been hard... But he will do all he can to keep daughter from suffering again.And you HAVE been making with the daily chores, yes? So let's give reward!
 * Severa: No. I don't need it. I don't need anything but you, Daddy! But if you die on me again, I'll never forgive you!
 * Gregor: Gregor is not going anywhere, child. Is promise.

C Support

 * Severa: Hey! I think it's time for Daddy-Daughter Day!
 * Libra: Oh? And why is that?
 * Severa: Does a daughter NEED a reason to spend a little time with her father?! Most fathers would be beside themselves with joy at even being asked! Gawds!
 * Libra: You're right—I should count my blessings. Well, then? Where shall we go?
 * Severa: Into town! I spotted a whole line of shops with the CUTEST dresses...
 * Libra: Dresses, hmm? Well, I suppose you're at that age...
 * Severa: Age? Hee hee! In this timeline, you're not much older than I am, Daddy!
 * Libra: Hmm... No, I suppose I'm not.
 * Severa: I bet most people seeing us side by side would think we were brother and sister.
 * Libra: Hmm, indeed... An odd thought, now that you mention it.
 * Severa: Odd? Is there something wrong with that? Are you embarrassed to be seen with me?! You'd rather be with Mother, wouldn't you?
 * Libra: Wha—?! N-not at all, dear! You're adorable!
 * Severa: Aw, you mean it? Yay! That's so sweet! So okay! In town, there's this one dress I really, reeeally want! Would you hate me if I asked you to get it for me? Would Mother be mad?
 * Libra: I could never hate you, Severa. And I'm sure your mother won't mind. You're our daughter, you know? You can have anything you'd like.
 * Severa: Oh, thank you, Daddy! I love you so much!
 * Libra: And I you, dear.
 * Severa: (...Pffft. Too easy.)

B Support

 * Severa: Thanks again for all the shopping, Daddy! I felt like a total princess when you bought everything I asked for!
 * Libra: Gods above! I've never seen such unbridled avarice...
 * Severa: Daddy, are you listening?
 * Libra: What? Y-yes, dear, I'm listening.
 * Severa: Good, good. So! I'd just looove to go on another shopping spree with you! I spotted the most precious accessory shop in a town near here the other day!
 * Libra: I'm afraid the answer is no.
 * Severa: Huh? Why not? Did I do something wrong? Daddy, are you... Are you mad at me?
 * Libra: Don't make lamb eyes at me, Severa. No means no. We've already bought you plenty.
 * Severa: FINE, then! FINE! I guess I'll just wear RAGS! ...GAWDS!
 * Libra: Goodness, that was a fast change. Now, see here. I'm not saying I won't buy you anything ever...
 * Severa: Ooooooh, you're not?!
 * Libra: But the gods reward those who live in service of others. If you help out around camp with chores and such, I'll treat you to something nice..
 * Severa: EXCUSE me? What is this—my allowance?! I'm not a child!
 * Libra: No? Then stop acting like one. This is for your own good, Severa. A little hardship in one's youth builds character.
 * Severa: I've dealt with a LOT more than hardship back in the future, thank you!
 * Libra: Well, my decision is final. I won't continue to just buy you whatever you like. If there's something you want, you'll have to work for it.
 * Severa: FINE! Whatever! ...I'll do your stupid chores. But I expect some SERIOUS returns, is that clear?!
 * Libra: *Sigh* I sure hope that character starts building soon...

A Support

 * Severa: Apply the whetstone to the blade at an angle, and then... Gah, not again! That's the fifth one that broke! Nothing EVER goes right for me!
 * Libra: Severa? What are you doing?
 * Severa: I'm sharpening these stupid weapons that won't stay sharp! Gawds! You told me to help out, right? So I'm helping.
 * Libra: ...And that pile of broken swords behind you?
 * Severa: It's not my fault they're defective! They all, like fell apart and stuff! Sorry I'm not PERFECT at everything like Mother! Sorry I'm SO STUPID! I get it—I'm useless! You should just drown me in a sack...
 * Libra: Severa, I think you're overreact—
 * Severa: I burn everything I try to cook... I just about beheaded a horse while chopping wood... I'm no help to anyone! I'm just a bunch of lame deadweight. You must've had high hopes, too, given Mother's history. I'm such a disappointment.
 * Libra: ......
 * Severa: ...Well? If you have something to say, just say it!
 * Libra: I'm not disappointed, Severa. I couldn't be happier that you came back to us.
 * Severa: Oh, please. Are you mocking me? Do you really think I'm that stupid? All my life, every time I mess something up, people compare me to Mother! And you're closer to her than anyone! I KNOW you think I don't measure up.
 * Libra: You're your own woman, Severa. I wouldn't compare you to anyone. You're my daughter and my treasure, and I know your mother feels the same.
 * Severa: Wha—?!
 * Libra: I love you, honey, and I'm behind you no matter what happens. So no more talk of being a disappointment! It makes me feel like I failed you as a father.
 * Severa: What? No! Daddy, you didn't! *sniff* I'm sorry! I... I didn't... WAAAAAAAAAH!
 * Libra: Don't cry. You've been through a lot, I know, but it's all right now. I'm sorry for saying you needed more hardship before. I know it's been hard... But I'll do all I can to keep you from ever suffering again. And hey—you HAVE been doing your chores. So how about that reward now?
 * Severa: No. I don't need it. I don't need anything but you, Daddy! But if you die on me again, I'll never forgive you!
 * Libra: I'm not going anywhere this time, dear. I swear it on Naga's name.

C Support

 * Owain: Let's see what we've got here... Hm... Nice form... Elegant curve to the blade... I dub the...Sword of the Swan! Hm... Now this axe is nice and heavy, but with that bit on the end... I dub thee...Head Smoosher Plus One!
 * Severa: Are you talking to that axe?
 * Owain: No, that would be silly! I'm just naming our latest shipment of weapons.
 * Severa: Doesn't that seem a bit childish?
 * Owain: Ooh! I still haven't named your weapon!
 * Severa: Pfft! It doesn't need a name.
 * Owain: Of course it does! A name can be a very powerful thing! It makes a weapon your partner instead of a simple tool! Plus, you'll never confuse it with anyone else's!
 * Severa: Did your mother sew your name into your smallclothes or something?
 * Owain: Here, let me see it. It'll just take a second!
 * Severa: No! Keep your grubby mitts off!
 * Owain: Geez, all right, all right! No need to be rude.

B Support

 * Owain: Severa? Hey, Severa!
 * Severa: Oh, brother. What is it now?
 * Owain: I was going to help you name your–
 * Severa: I thought I made myself quite clear. My weapon does not need a name.
 * Owain: Oh no, you were very clear on that point. That's not what I was going to say. I think you should name your special moves!
 * Severa: Did you really just say "special moves"?
 * Owain: Like "something-something...SWORD!" or "whatever...THRUST!" and stuff. Come one, it's easy. I'll help you!
 * Severa: I wasn't aware you had move sat all, let alone special ones.
 * Owain: Of course! I'm at 45 and counting. Just a few more, and I'll hit an even 50! Pretty impressive, huh?
 * Severa: And you shout these names out loud while on the battlefield?
 * Owain: That's kind of the point. It strikes fear in the enemy's heart!
 * Severa: Or it just makes them easier to kill when they're doubled over laughing...
 * Owain: ...Something tells me I'm not convincing you.
 * Severa: Listen, Owain. Ridiculous names and insane shouting is cute when you're six. But you're a grown man now! It's gone from embarrassing to just plain...creepy.
 * Owain: Oh yeah? Well I've got a name for the move you're pulling right now! Grumpy...BLAST!
 * Severa: What if a real man decides to stab you while you're shouting? Hmm? You're left gurgling on your own blood while we find ourselves one fighter short! Go on! Ask anyone in camp! They all think you're ridiculous.
 * Owain: You think... Do they really...?
 * Severa: Yes, hey really! So I'm sorry if I don't have time to indulge your weird little hobby! Now drop it!
 * Owain: ...S-sorry.

A Support

 * Severa: Owain? Hey, Owain! OWAAAAAIN! ...Hey! You! Have you seen Owain?
 * Soldier: Last I saw, he was in some tent, curled up in a corner muttering to himself.
 * Severa: Oh, for the love of... Chrom just called an all-hands meeting. What does that man-child think he's doing?!
 * Severa: Ugh, could he make this place any darker? Is he really even in here...?
 * Owain: ......
 * Severa: O-Owain! What are you still doing here? Chrom called a meeting@ And why are you clutching your knees and rocking in the corner? Talk about creepy!
 * Owain: I am creepy.
 * Severa: Hey, I was only stating the truth, weirdo. ...... Okay, what is it. Did something happen? What's wrong with you?
 * Owain: Nothing happened. I'm just a creepy creep who creeps around with his weirdo hobbies.
 * Severa: Are you still upset over what I said before?!
 * Owain: No, I'm not upset. You were just stating the truth.
 * Severa: Ugh, okay! I'm sorry! I went too far and now you're sad and blah blah blah. There. Are we good, now? Now come on. Chrom is waiting for us.
 * Owain: What would Chrom want with a creepy creep like me?
 * Severa: That's ENOUGH, mister!
 * Owain: Muh...?
 * Severa: Ugh... I can't believe you're actually going to make me say this... Since when did you ever let reality get in the way of your happy little fantasy world? You don't care what other people say. You walk your own path and whistle loudly! Deluded confidence and blind faith have always been your greatest strengths.
 * Owain: You...really think so?
 * Severa: I know so. So don't let a little criticism slow you down. Mine especially. Everyone knows I'm a huge jerk anyway, so just shrug it off and keep going.
 * Owain: You're... *sniff* Severa, you're...
 * Severa: I'm...what?
 * Owain: RRAAAAAAAAAAUGH!
 * Severa: ...Oh, gods. It finally happened. The weirdo has snapped.
 * Owain: Severa, you're right! This isn't me! I never listen to what anyone says. Half the time I don't know they're talking! Thank you, Severa. I feel a lot better! Now come on, I'll race you to Chrom's!
 * Severa: Wh-what? No, I won't race you! Come back Owain! *Sigh* ...What an idiot. Still, I'm glad he's better. A sad Owain is just...sad.

S Support

 * Owain: Hey, Severa. Sorry again for before.
 * Severa: Are we still talking about that? Forget it.
 * Owain: No, really! Some of the things you said struck a chord in me. You helped me remember who I am and who I want to be!
 * Severa: Owain, I... Look, I should be the one apologizing.
 * Owain: Why? I understand why you got mad at me.
 * Severa: Not that!
 * Owain: What, then?
 * Severa: Here, just...look at my weapon.
 * Owain: This is... Hey, you inscribed my name in the handle! I thought you'd never! Wait...this looks really old and weathered. Which means you'd already... Ah ha ha! You're terrible! You gave me all that grief after you'd done the same thing? I guess that explains why you wouldn't let me see if before.
 * Severa: Look closer, you goof! ...Read it.
 * Owain: I'm confused, Severa. This is...my name.
 * Severa: I know. That's why I was too embarrassed to tell you.
 * Owain: You named your weapon after me? But...why? And how long ago?!
 * Severa: Because you've always been nice to me, even when I wasn't. Because you're a person I've always been able to trust, no matter what. And because... I don't know. I guess I just...like you. I always have. I'm sorry Owain... I'm always shouting and saying such terrible things to you... I don't mean to, honest. These things just...pop out of me for some reason! *Sniff* *sob*
 * Owain: H-hey, don't cry!
 * Severa: Waaaaaaaaah!
 * Owain: Hey, come on! I think you're great! I mean, you named your weapon after me and everything, right? So come on. No more crying. I'm honored to be at your side.
 * Severa: You...mean it? *sniff* Like...REALLY at my side?
 * Owain: Are you kidding? You're GORGEOUS! I'd cut off my sword hand just to stand near you for an hour! Um...sorry. Did I say too much there?
 * Severa: No, Owain. It was just right.

C Support

 * Inigo: Hel-lo, Severa! Looking good, lass!
 * Severa: ......
 * Inigo: Oh ho! There's nothing hotter than a cold shoulder!
 * Severa: You're an idiot. You think anything with a skirt looks good. Your compliments have lost all meaning.
 * Inigo: Ah! Her melodious voice rings out at last! Now if I can just get a smile, I can die happy!
 * Severa: You can die quickly if you don't shut up! Now stop wasting your breath. I'm not the sort of floozy to swoon over a cowpile of trite flattery.
 * Inigo: Aw, come on! Saying someone looks good is just like saying hi!
 * Severa: Do you say Chrom "looks good" when you see him? Or Frederick? No! You don't! It's just girls! Gods, this is... Look, I don't have time to deal with your weird sexist world. Later.
 * Inigo: S-Severa! Darling! Wait!
 * (Severa leaves)
 * Inigo: Aaaaaand she's gone. Geez. You'd think a lady could take a compliment...

B Support

 * Inigo: Hel-lo, Severa! You're looking as darling as ever!
 * Severa: Are you deaf or just an idiot? ...Wait, don't tell me. I know.
 * Inigo: I'm simply incapable of speaking anything but the truth!
 * Severa: What must it be like to live in your head? Are there happy ponies in there? It's really something how utterly delusional your optimism is. If I didn't hate you so much, I might even be impressed.
 * Inigo: Huzzah! I got a heavily qualified and slightly sarcastic compliment from Severa!
 * Severa: You are truly a staggering creature... Why on earth do you insist on coming around and saying that I... That I "look good."
 * Inigo: Um, because you look good?
 * Severa: ARE YOU MAKING FUN OF ME?! This camp is full of good-looking girls who will giggle and tee-hee all night long. I clearly despise you. So why chase me around?
 * Inigo: You're selling yourself short, Severa. I think the ice-queen bit is charming! The higher the hurdle you have to leap, the more satisfying it feels once your over it!
 * Severa: I am NOT a hurdle, jerk!
 * Inigo: W-wait! Th-that's not what I meant! Look, I'm serious. Honestly, I am. I wouldn't mess with your emotions.
 * Severa: Your idea of serious is pretty far out there, Inigo.
 * Inigo: ...Whatever could you mean?
 * Severa: Ugh! Enough! None of this matters. I have things to do. N-now just...leave me alone!
 * Inigo: I knew it!
 * Severa: Wh-what?!
 * Inigo: You put on a good show, but I know under all those thorns you're a total sweetie. And I'm going to stick around until I get to see the real you! ...Er, this is the part where you smile. It's a terrible waste to see such a pretty face scowling all the time.
 * Severa: You're obviously as blind as you are crazy. Now will you PLEASE just go away?!
 * (Severa leaves)
 * Inigo: ...Huh? I can't go away if you go away if you go away first! Heeey! Severa! Wait up!

A Support

 * Inigo: Sorry to keep you waiting, Severa. An errand came up that has me running a bit behind schedule today.
 * Severa: I...I wasn't waiting for you, Inigo!
 * Inigo: Ah ha ha! Suuure you weren't!
 * Severa: Gya! You are simply DELUSIONAL! ...Also, you are running late today. You always bother me at the same time every day. I can set a clock to it.
 * Inigo: That's because I was getting...THIS! It's a present! ...Come on, open it! Come on, come on,come ooon!
 * Severa: You got me a...present?
 * Inigo: I sure did! You never seemed to believe me when I said you looked good. So I thought this ring might help you feel more...I dunno. Pretty?
 * Severa: You...really want me to have this?
 * Inigo: Well, yeah! I picked it out for you! Go on, try it on.
 * Severa: This is stupid. I don't see why... A-all right. But just to see how... There. It's on.
 * Inigo: Say, it really brings out your eyes! I think you look adorable. Of course, I DO have a talent for this sort of thing.
 * Severa: F-flattery will get you nowhere, Inigo! Now take this back!
 * Inigo: But...it looks good on you.
 * Severa: ...It's bulky and garish and would just get in the way. Kind of like the person who gave it to me!
 * Inigo: Oh. I...I see...
 * Severa: Still, I suppose it means your words are more than idle flattery. So...thank you. Now good-bye!
 * (Severa leaves)
 * Inigo: ...There she goes again. But at least I got a smile this time! ...Oh, Inigo, you sly dog, you!

S Support

 * Severa: Say, Inigo... You have a second?
 * Inigo: Of course, Severa. Is everything all right? It's a little odd having you be the one to approach me.
 * Severa: Sh-shut up!
 * Inigo: Sorry! I didn't mean anything by it. Sooooo... What do you need?
 * Severa: I was thinking about something you said before. About how under the thorns I was sweet, and that you were waiting around to see it.
 * Inigo: That's the plan.
 * Severa: ...... See, at the time, I assumed it was... Well, I thought it was more idle flattery. Like everything else you say. But that's not what I... I mean, I see now that... Look, I'll accept your ring. But not as a present.
 * Inigo: What?
 * Severa: I mean, assuming you haven't already given it to some other floozy. ...WELL?! Do you have it or not?!
 * Inigo: O-of course! It's right here! I've been carrying it next to my heart in case you...changed your mind.
 * Severa: R-really?
 * Inigo: I'm still not sure I follow everything you were saying, but you want it now...right?
 * Severa: Right. But not as a present!
 * Inigo: Severa, I'm not taking your money.
 * Severa: No, you idiot! I mean it's not JUST a present. It's a...promise. ...About us.
 * Inigo: Oh, NOW I get it! Sure, okay!
 * Severa: OKAY?!
 * Inigo: No! Not like that! I mean... Look, I was just nervous! I thought you were going to yell at me again. But now I know that you actually... Here. Quick. Take the ring! Now you and I will be together forever!
 * Severa: ...What's going on here? You accept? Just like that? No blustering about how you aren't ready to commit? No fool talk about how it's not me, it's you? ...None of that? You're just going to...marry me? Like that? Poof? How can you be so CASUAL about it?!
 * Inigo: I told you my goal was to see the real you, and here she is! Why would I turn her away after waiting all this time?
 * Severa: ...Gods, I'm an idiot. I had a whole speech worked out and everything.
 * Inigo: Sorry to deviate from the script! ...But I'm very happy with the conclusion. Come, Severa! Our love will have a true storybook ending!
 * Severa: ...I can't believe I'm actually falling for these cornball lines. What's wrong with me?!
 * Inigo: Um, are we back to the ice queen already? Ah, well. Good thing I love her as much as the sweet patootie!
 * Severa: Okay, now you need to stop talking. And I hope you love the ice queen, because you're stuck with her now! The rest of your life is a VERY long time, you know!
 * Inigo: I understand, Your Highness!

C Support

 * Severa: *Sigh*
 * Brady: Something got ya down, Severa?
 * Severa: No. I'm just...sticking out.
 * Brady: What, like flashin' a little leg or somethin'?
 * Severa: No, you pervert! I mean socially! ...You and I don't fit in with the others.
 * Brady: Get outta' here. Ya think?
 * Severa: Everyone else in this camp is so happy and bubbly and nice! Ugh! Gag me with a spade!
 * Brady: Hey, yeah! Plus they all act like they're best chums!
 * Severa: Chums? Ugh, gag me again! Anyway, between us, one cynic to another, I think we should team up.
 * Brady: What did you have in mind?
 * Severa: I'm thinking that we'll start a totally exclusive club and leave them out of it! Severa and Brady's S&B Society has a nice ring to it, hmm?
 * Brady: The heck is an S&B Society supposed to be?
 * Severa: Isn't it obvious? It's a play on our initials.
 * Brady: I get that part, ya mope! Now what's it really mean?
 * Severa: It means... Um... Snark & Bark Society! It's totally our personalities! ...Plus the word "society." We need a sophisticated word like that to make everyone else all jealous.
 * Brady: This is starting to sound like a big pain in the keister.
 * Severa: Ugh, rude! And crude! Gods! Look, if you want to be that way, then you can be all cynical on your own. Or you can join my awesome society and have cynical backup whenever!
 * Brady: I got an uneasy feeling about this, but...well fine.
 * Severa: Then it's decided! Our contrarian collaboration officially begins today!
 * Brady: Just try not to make me regret this, yeah?

B Support

 * Severa: Oh, Brady!
 * Brady: What's wrong?
 * Severa: I'm so glad you're here! It's an emergency!
 * Brady: Are we under attack?!
 * Severa: Worse! I'm building the official S & B Society tent, and we're out of materials! Oh, it's just awful!
 * Brady: Just use one of the spare tents! We got plenty.
 * Severa: Ugh, no way! Our noble organization deserves better than plain, ugly canvas.
 * Brady: So whaddya want me to do about it?
 * Severa: Well, maybe we can start off with a spare after all...
 * Brady: Uh, what changed from a second ago when that was unacceptable?
 * Severa: Duh! Embellishments! We'll take a drab old tent and transform it into a palace. We'll need silks, and colorful lanterns, and fine, gilded tassels! Oh, and maybe some of those little hangy-bead thingies for the door!
 * Brady: You want all that on a stupid tent for two people?
 * Severa: It's not a stupid tent, and we are not just two people! We are the S&B Society!
 * Brady: This plan's startin' to rub my fur the wrong way...
 * Severa: I don't care about your fur, which you don't even have anyway! Here's your list. Go fetch everything on it, and then come back for more orders.
 * Brady: List? Let's see... Jumping jesters! I'll have to go to a big city to find half this stuff! Look at these quantities! Twenty tapestries? Thirty-five diamond-tipped canes? ...Forty-five golden bricks? Oh, come on! You can't even buy golden bricks! I think I need a drink...
 * Severa: Ooh! Thank you for reminding me. We'll be needing a nice set of teacups as well. Oh, and since I handled all the planning, you don't mind footing the bill, right?
 * Brady: You're dreaming, lady! We're splittin' the cost at the very least!
 * Severa: Hey, we voted on this, remember? I am the society president and CEO! ...You are the treasurer.
 * Brady: Being treasurer doesn't mean you pay for everything out of pocket!
 * Severa: Um, I think I know what a treasurer does, Brady. Gods! Hmm... Okay, so we'll also need some shelves for books and such...
 * Brady: Hey! ...Are you even listening to me? ...... Fine, I'll go see what I can get from the local markets. But you're paying me back for half! You here me, ya mooch?
 * Severa: Sure, sure. Off you go.
 * Brady: I knew this was a bad idea...

A Support

 * Brady: Hey, Severa!
 * Severa: Greetings, Society Member Number Two. Are we done with today's procurement run?
 * Brady: Stop callin' me that! ...And yeah, all done. Still don't see why I'm always the one what's buyin' junk. I mean, what've you been doin' this whole time, aside from loungin' around?
 * Severa: I've been very busy, I'll have you know! I've been assembling everything you bought into decorations for the tent. ...See?
 * Brady: ...Actually, that doesn't look terrible. Although it's all a bit...gaudy, isn't it?
 * Severa: No, it isn't! It's elegant and sophisticated! We are a SOCIETY, after all. If not for the gold, silk, and lanterns, it'd lack panache. We have a name to live up to! If it all happens to be a hair over the top, it will just make people all the more jealous!
 * Brady: A hair? This thing is a full wig shop over the top, Severa. I can barely see in here! All the gold leaf is blinding me!
 * Severa: Well, get over it! ...Gods, I don't see why you always have to complain.
 * Brady: Said the contrarian to her partner in a contrarian society! Look, I've already spent way more time and money on this than I thought I would...
 * Severa: Would you stop your grumbling already? ...Ooh! Brady, those teacups are darling! I didn't know you had an eye for those.
 * Brady: Well, you know...
 * Severa: Or did you just have the seller choose them for you?
 * Brady: Urk...
 * Severa: Oh, please. Don't even try to deny it. I can read you like a book. Anyway, back to sewing! It won't be long now. I know it's difficult, but try to contain your excitement.
 * Brady: Stubborn as a mule, as always... Still, if this makes her happy, I...guess I can do it.
 * Severa: What was that, Number Two?
 * Brady: I didn't say nothin'!

S Support

 * Severa: Brady! *sob* It's t-t-terrible! Waaah!
 * Brady: What in the... Augh! Come on, let go! You're crushin' my ribs!
 * Severa: B-but it's... *sniff* It's gone! *sob*
 * Brady: Calm down! Sheesh... Now, what's gone? What happened?
 * Severa: Y-you remember a few days ago? When that storm came through?
 * Brady: Yeah, that was wild. Thought my tent was gonna up and fly away.
 * Severa: It did fly away, you moron! The S&B Society tent blew away, and now I can't find it!
 * Brady: What? There was half a ton of decorations on that thing! How'd something that gaudy ever get off the ground?
 * Severa: Gaudy?! It was elegant and sophisticated!
 * Brady: R-right! ...Course it was. But hey, that's a shame. I know ya worked real hard on it.
 * Severa: A shame? No, it's a tragedy! It's the worst thing that's ever happened in the history of everything!
 * Brady: Aw, buck up there, little camper. Don't let it get you down. So, uh, maybe time to forget the Society idea and go mingle with the others, eh? Try to play nice with the group for a change? ...I'd go with ya, if ya wanted.
 * Severa: N-no! I don't want to!
 * Brady: Why do you always have to be so antisocial? Not like I'm one to talk, but even I—
 * Severa: Because I want it to be just you and me!
 * Brady: Muh?
 * Severa: Gods, you are an idiot! I never cared about that dumb society stuff! ...I just made it all up so we could spend time together.
 * Brady: Severa...
 * Severa: But that dream up and blew away. So fine! Go! Run off and be with everyone else! I'll just stay here and eat this dirt! *munch, munch* ...Ptooie! ...Gods, I can't even do that right.
 * Brady: Oh good grief! Cut that out! I ain't goin' nowhere, doll. Honest! Can't leave half of the S&B Society all on her own, now can I?
 * Severa: Wait, then you...
 * Brady: You think I'm an idiot?! I'm crazy for you, Severa! Who else would put up with all your crazy demands this long?
 * Severa: Wow, I... I don't know what to say. ...That isn't all snarky, I mean.
 * Brady: Hey, we're the Snark & Bark Society, but even we gotta' be honest sometime, right?
 * Severa: I guess I'm...happy. Happy you feel the same, I mean.
 * Brady: Watching you has taught me something, though. Call it leading by bad example, but I think it was wrong to cut ourselves off. Two cats can't live alone, and there's no reason to keep tryin'. Anyway, I don't think it'd kill us to make nice with the others a bit more.
 * Severa: Well, I guess. ...If you help me.
 * Brady: Of course! I'll help you with whatever you like! ...As long it's not shopping for the Society again, that is.

C Support

 * Kjelle: Whew! I'm beat today...
 * Severa: Does tired equal sloppy in your world? Because your shirt is coming unbuttoned. And I know you're sweaty from combat or whatever, but oh my gosh. ...Ew.
 * Kjelle: Har! A little skin isn't going to kill anybody. Besides, this area's off limits to the men. And it's not like it's something you haven't seen before.
 * Severa: That doesn't mean I WANT to see it! Gods, would it kill you to act like a lady once in a while?
 * Kjelle: At least I'm enough of a lady to mind my manners and not stare!
 * Severa: I'm pointing this out for your own sake!
 * Kjelle: Hah! I've never cared about stuff like this, and you know it.
 * Severa: It's one thing for a child to be a tomboy, Kjelle, but you're a grown woman now! Augh! Now I can see your stomach! Really, have a little... Wow. Those are serious abs, Kjelle. I could do my laundry on them. No wonder you walk around with your shirt hanging off...
 * Kjelle: It's not "hanging off." I just untucked it! ...And why the sudden compliment anyway?
 * Severa: I...I don't know! It just kind of popped out of my mouth.
 * Kjelle: You don't have the hots for me or,something do you?
 * Severa: Hah! You couldn't handle me for an hour, and you know it! I'm just a little jealous is all. You're pretty, yet still so tough and strong.
 * Kjelle: Well, looking is free, I guess. Knock yourself out.
 * Severa: Gods, Kjelle! Seriously, could you try and not act like a boor for five minutes?
 * Kjelle: You compliment me left and right, and then you want me to be more modest? So what should I do? Flee in terror anytime a girl catches a glimpse of my belly?
 * Severa: That's the general idea, yes. A proper lady never shows skin above the ankles and below the neck. A proper lady understands that less is more!
 * Kjelle: ...Girls care about the dumbest things sometimes.
 * Severa: Hello? YOU'RE a girl!

B Support

 * Severa: Augh! Kjelle!
 * Kjelle: What'd I do now, Severa?
 * Severa: Don't just drop your old clothes on the floor when you undress!
 * Kjelle: What, are you worried someone's going to trip?
 * Severa: No! ...I mean, yes! ...I mean, that is so not the point of this conversation! We've spoken about this before, remember? Your utter lack of femininity and decorum? You're acting like a crusty old roustabout!
 * Kjelle: Being a roustabout is honest work. Without them, ships couldn't sail or—
 * Severa: That is so totally not the point of what I'm saying! ...It was a metaphor. I meant that you act and sound like a ruffian! A male ruffian! *Sigh* All right. I can see I'm going to have to step in here. Since you're apparently hopelessly ignorant of even basic beauty tips, I'll teach you. We'll begin with makeup. I trust you're at least familiar with the concept?
 * Kjelle: ...I've heard of it, yes.
 * Severa: Well then, today is your first lesson! Just come over here to my vanity... Now then! The first step is to build a nice foundation that can—
 * Kjelle: I'm not letting you put this pasty goop on my face, if that's what you're thinking.
 * Severa: Of course not. ...YOU'RE going to put it on your face! You'll never learn otherwise, right? Now come on! Chop-chop!
 * (Scene transition)
 * Severa: ...Wow. That was really, really horrific. Maybe a little demonstration would have been in order after all.
 * Kjelle: I'm just glad to finally have it all washed off my face! So, how'd I do? Your eyes kind of bugged out, so I'm guessing I did it wrong.
 * Severa: Makeup should accent and flatter the features, Kjelle. Not act as a disguise. You looked like you were preparing to rob the royal treasury.
 * Kjelle: Accent? Disguise? What's the difference? They both hide who you are.
 * Severa: No need to be hostile, dear. Let's set cosmetics aside for the time being. A woman's charm is the sum of a thousand tiny, yet deliberate, gestures. She does not run roughshod around the camp like an overburdened pack animal. She glides as she walks, using light and nimble steps!
 * Kjelle: Like, uh... This? *stomp* *tromp* *kerplunk*
 * Severa: No, no, no! Graceful, Kjelle! Graceful! Be like a peaceful forest stream! One step flows into the next! Arms, too, are easy and fluid! ...Unclench that fist! Eye contact is critical, but do not stare. A demure glance and smile are sufficient. Even brushing back your hair must be a conscious, calculated action. ...No! Not like that! TOSS the hair, Kjelle! Don't ruffle it like an old hound's scruff!
 * Kjelle: I'm never going to remember all of this.
 * Severa: You will if I make you! With proper training and patience, I'll make you a lady yet!
 * Kjelle: I'd rather you let me get back to training that actually matters. We're trying to win a war, not a damn beauty pageant!

A Support

 * Kjelle: Er... G-good afternoon, Severa. You're...looking well?
 * Severa: Better. Not great. ...Or good, really. But better. Now you need to focus on the delivery. In time, it will be fluid and natural. Still, I suppose I should thank the gods you've come even this far.
 * Kjelle: If it makes you feel better, I'm tripping less in those absurd shoes you gave me. Oh, and I combed my hair this morning. One hundred strokes exactly.
 * Severa: And it looks lovely!
 * Kjelle: There's just so much to remember... I'm always sure I'm forgetting something. I guess it's just good that I'm improving.
 * Severa: As you will continue to do, I'm sure! Plus you have the advantage of being naturally beautiful.
 * Kjelle: Well, um... Thanks, I guess. ......
 * Severa: What? Is there something on my hands? You keep staring.
 * Kjelle: Your fingers are so long and pretty. I don't know how I didn't notice before.
 * Severa: Kjelle! Now THAT is a very sweet and ladylike compliment! I'm so proud of you right now!
 * Kjelle: Does that mean I pass?
 * Severa: Pass? You're going to be valedictorian! I hereby name you a graduate of Severa's Finishing School for Warrior Ladies!
 * Kjelle: Heh heh. Warrior ladies. Oh, that's rich. That's... ...Uh-oh.
 * Severa: What is it?
 * Kjelle: I've been so focused on remembering what you taught me, I think I forgot other stuff! ...Oh, gods! I don't remember how to fight!
 * Severa: What?!
 * Kjelle: Ack! I'm trying, but nothing's coming back! It's all a big blank! Which end of a sword do you hold? It's the pointy end, right? ...OUCH! Dammit! Wrong end! I knew this girly stuff was a bad idea!
 * Severa: W-well, worry not, dear. I'm here to help. We'll enroll you in Severa's Combat Class for Lady Warriors next.
 * Kjelle: You'd better hope I've forgiven you by the time I graduate!
 * Severa: Just don't go and forget how to act like a lady this time! You'll thank me once this war is over and you're on the prowl for love!
 * Kjelle: Would you get started already? I can feel my muscles disappearing!

C Support

 * Cynthia: Get busy dying, or get busy dying MORE! ...That's my best victory catchphrase yet! I can't wait to use it! Hmm... But do I shout it before the killing blow or after? ...Ooooh! Or DURING?! Oh my gosh, this is going to be so great!
 * Severa: Oh, gods. Nerd alert. Just make sure I'm not around when you start yelling like a maniac, all right?
 * Cynthia: Did you come here just to be a jerk?
 * Severa: Just appreciating the irony of your situation is all. The more you embrace your "hero" bit, the more of a loser you are.
 * Cynthia: That is so totally not true! Heroes are completely awesome! And it's also none of your business!
 * Severa: Oh, you poor girl. Don't you know that everyone in camp is ashamed of you?
 * Cynthia: Nuh-uh! I get compliments all the time!
 * Severa: That's called pity. They're trying not to hurt your pathetic wittle feewings.
 * Cynthia: At least I HAVE feelings! You don't get it because you're emotionally stunted! A cynical ice queen like you can't possibly fathom the awesomeness of a real hero! Y-you're a villain! ...A supervillain, even!
 * Severa: If having no patience for your sad little fantasies makes me a villain, so be it. ...Meh. I'm bored of making fun of you now. Go back to playing your little games.
 * Cynthia: I will! Good day! And good riddance!

B Support

 * ​Cynthia: Cry justice into the dark of night, and it will echo back, "Cynthia!" Any who would face divine judgment, step forward and meet my blade! ...Yes! Nailed it! That's a total keeper!
 * Severa: As in, keep out of sight? ...Keep secret forever? ...Keep being a big fat loser?
 * Cynthia: Keep being a huge jerk! What's wrong, jerk? Did you run out of flies to pull the wings off of?
 * Severa: Don't flatter yourself. I was just passing by. ...I should keep walking before someone sees us talking and gets the wrong idea.
 * Cynthia: I wish you would! You're like a dark cloud that just floats around raining on people. I don't think I've ever heard a single nice thing come out of your mouth!
 * Severa: All part of being a...what was it again? A cynical little ice queen? If I played along with your sorry delusions, what sort of villain would I be? Yes, I'm afraid you're stuck with me. Mwah ha ha ha ha!
 * Cynthia: That DOES it! I demand a duel!
 * Severa: ...Wait. YOU are challenging ME?!
 * Cynthia: Name your terms, villain! I'll outrun, you, outfence you, or even outEAT you! Whoever loses has to apologize to the winner!
 * Severa: I'm sure you could win the eating contest easily...
 * Cynthia: Ha! You talk a big game, but that's all you are—a big bag of hot wind. A supervillain like you wouldn't have the guts to face me in a fair fight!
 * Severa: I was going to take pity and spare you the humiliation, but so be it. You're on, loser! I hope you're ready to be crushed like a cockroach!
 * Cynthia: Ha! Now that's a lame line if I ever heard one! So what'll it be? Name your challenge. Pick anything you like. Doesn't matter to me. I'm better than you at everything!
 * Severa: Destroying you at any single event wouldn't prove the spectacular gap in our skills. I'll take you up on all three of the tests.
 * Cynthia: ...Er, all three?
 * Severa: That's right! Unless you want to go ahead and concede now?
 * Cynthia: N-not on your life! I'm going to enjoy grinding you into the dirt!
 * Severa: Hah! Now who sounds like a villain? Maybe you should drop the prissy little hero act and join me on the snarky side...
 * Cynthia: Never!
 * Severa: Then I guess you stop dreaming up catch-phrases and start drafting that apology. You'll be needing it soon! Mwah ha ha ha!

A Support

 * Cynthia: ...I'm impressed you showed up.
 * Severa: Oh, I wouldn't miss it. I'm looking forward to that apology.
 * Cynthia: Yeah? Well I'm looking forward to... Uh... Showing you that justice always prevails!
 * Severa: Ugh, whatever. It always comes back to that with you, doesn't it?
 * Cynthia: A hero's fate is to see justice done. Meanwhile, villains like you are fated to get kicked around by us heroes!
 * Severa: Well, since you seem so full of energy, we'll start with a foot race. Keep up if you can!
 * Cynthia: Ha! I'll leave you in the dust!
 * (Scene transition)
 * Cynthia: *Gasp* *pant* How were you...able to keep up?
 * Severa: *Huff* *gasp* "Keep up?" I was...in the lead!
 * Cynthia: What?! *wheeze* That's...ridiculous!
 * Severa: *Gasp* This whole...duel is ridiculous... One challenge down, and we're no closer to a resolution than when we started. On to round two!
 * Cynthia: Swordplay, was it? As you wish... Have at you!
 * (Scene transition)
 * Severa: *Smack* Oh my gosh, what?! That hurt, you lunatic! No one cares if YOUR ugly face gets ruined, but I'M pretty!
 * Cynthia: *Bop* Yowch! Your insults don't hurt as much as these dumb wooden swords!
 * Severa: Okay, time out! I'm exhausted!
 * Cynthia: What say we recuperate with a little snack, hmm? On to the eating competition!
 * (Scene transition)
 * Severa: Urrrrrp! S-so stuffed... C-c-can't...eat...another...bite...
 * Cynthia: D-don't...talk...about food... C-can't...even...move...
 * Severa: I think we tied again. This is stupid! Three rounds and we STILL don't have a winner! I don't even care anymore! I'm completely wiped. I'm not moving another inch today.
 * Cynthia: Ugh, me too. Let's just forget the whole thing.
 * Severa: I always thought you were just a loser with big loser fantasies... But you've actually got guts...and heart.
 * Cynthia: And I guess you're not just an emotionally stunted ice queen. You've got fire in your belly. I could maybe even learn from you.
 * Severa: We're kind of a weirdly matched pair, huh? How about I let you call the duel a draw and we try being friends?
 * Cynthia: Let me, huh? Ooooh, so generous! But when you think about it, our mothers were friends as much as they were allies. Maybe we were fated to be the same all along.
 * Severa: I'm too tired to think about fate.
 * Cynthia: Ha ha, I'm barely keeping my eyes open here, too. I say we take a nap, then go for a cup of tea.
 * Severa: Deal... But I get to...pick the... Zzz...
 * Cynthia: Ha ha. You fell asl... Zzz...

C Support

 * Severa: Hey, you there! Gerome! Stop!
 * Gerome: Yes?
 * Severa: I want to know why you wear that stupid mask everywhere.
 * Gerome: My mask is not stupid. Nor is it your concern.
 * Severa: Says you! But I'm the one who has to look at it all the time! It makes you look like a mime or a burglar or an acrobat or something. It's totally weird, and everyone thinks you should take it off.
 * Gerome: I doubt you speak for everyone.
 * Severa: Whatever! Are you going to take off your dumb bandit mask or not?
 * Gerome: You should spend less of your time worrying about others. The mask stays.
 * (Gerome leaves)
 * Severa: Hey, where do you think you're going? I'm not finished with you! Oooooh! Who does that dumb acrobat think he is, walking out on me like that?!

B Support

 * Severa: Gerome!
 * Gerome: You again?
 * Severa: I want to talk to you, mister!
 * Gerome: I am not taking off the mask.
 * Severa: THIS ISN'T ABOUT YOUR STUPID MASK! ...... Okay, it is. Why do you keep wearing it? Are you disfigured? Or just vain? Or are you trying to keep your distance from the people of the past? Personally, I just think you're a big attention hog and you can't admit it.
 * Gerome: I will answer this question once, but only in the hope it makes you go away. Listen well. You'll not get another chance... In battle, the mask helps to conceal my emotions and feelings from a foe. It gives me a valuable edge in the midst of any crucial struggle.
 * Severa: Doesn't it narrow your field of vision? Like horse blinders or whatever?
 * Gerome: Of course. That is why I have trained myself to razor sharpness. My battle senses are so keen, I can fight—and win—blindfolded.
 * Severa: You must be great at parties.
 * Gerome: You've heard your answer. Now leave me be.
 * Severa: Pfft! That's not the whole story and you know it! What're you hiding?!
 * Gerome: Leave me be, I say!
 * Severa: Yeah, sure, the mask hides your emotions from bad guys and blah blah blah. But there's totally another reason, even if you don't know it! And I'm going to figure it out so you take the stupid thing off! I mean, come on! It has to smell terrible by now.
 * Gerome: I've had enough of this nonsense.
 * (Gerome leaves)
 * Severa: Gerome! Wait! Get back here!

A Support

 * Severa: Gerome?
 * Gerome: I don't want to hear about the mask. Don't talk about it. Don't point. Don't even look at it. Just...stand there.
 * Severa: All right, all right! Sheesh. ...... Okay, look. You said why you wear the mask, and I agree it makes sense. But I'm positive there's another reason. ...A secret reason.
 * Gerome: If my weapon breaks, I can hurl the mask at a foe. ...Satisfied?
 * Severa: Oh hardy har har. You're not gonna distract me that easily, mister! I know you have a secret reason, and I'm going to find it no matter what! You can hide your face, but you can't hide your true feelings and stuff!
 * Gerome: ...If I tell you the truth—the real truth—do you swear to let me be?
 * Severa: I swear!
 * Gerome: You must also swear to never speak of it to anyone, under pain of death.
 * Severa: My lips are sealed.
 * Gerome: ...When I was but a child, I often dreamed of being a warrior. And in my dreams, I always wore a mask, because... Because I thought it looked cool.
 * Severa: LAAAAAAME!
 * Gerome: I'm not finished! ...I began to wear masks all the time, just for the thrill. But it's as you know, I don't like to reveal my inner life if it can be helped. And soon, a child's plaything became a tool for keeping people at bay.
 * Severa: Ah...I knew it must be something like that!
 * Gerome: Then you were right.
 * Severa: So wait. You limit your peripheral vision just to keep people away from you? Come on, Gerome. Even you have to admit that's pretty dumb.
 * Gerome: I kept my end of bargain. See that you keep yours.
 * (Gerome leaves)
 * Severa: Hoooo! He looked maaaaaad at me. Well, at least I got him talking... That's good enough for one day's work, I'd say!

S Support

 * Gerome: ......
 * Severa: EEEEEK! Help! Intruder! Sound the alarm!
 * Gerome: Severa, it's me! Gerome! I was just washing my face.
 * Severa: Liar! Gerome would never be caught without his mask!
 * Gerome: It is me, I tell you! Here, I'll prove it. See?
 * Severa: Gerome! I-I had no idea... It's been so long... Wait! I just realized something.
 * Gerome: What?
 * Severa: I know why I was so obsessed about removing that silly mask. It's because I wanted to see your totally handsome face!
 * Gerome: Oh, er... Truly?
 * Severa: Yes! Sheesh, I'd completely forgotten what you looked like! And man! You've always been easy on the eyes, but now? Oh me, oh my!
 * Gerome: But when you saw me before, you shrieked as if I was a ghoul.
 * Severa: I was just surprised is all. Don't be so sensitive!
 * Gerome: If I am, it's only because of your incredibly IN-sensitivity! ...You have no idea how your words can pierce my heart.
 * Severa: How would I?! You're the one who insists on hiding all his emotions behind a stupid bandit mask! You can't do that and then act all whiny if someone hurts your feelings by mistake!
 * Gerome: But...don't you see how much I adore you?
 * Severa: What—?
 * Gerome: You torture me with your presence! You throw my heart into turmoil! I've no idea who I am around you! I must wear the mask—especially around you. Otherwise I simply couldn't function!
 * Severa: Oh, wow. That's...kind of amazing.
 * Gerome: What is?
 * Severa: You! The stuff you said! Everything! Because the truth is, I...I like you, too...
 * Gerome: You don't know anything about me.
 * Severa: That's why I've been trying so hard to talk to you. Isn't it obvious?
 * Gerome: ...Are you sure about this?
 * Severa: If there's one thing I'm sure about, it's this... So from now on, you take off that idiotic mask around me. Got it?
 * Gerome: Er, well, I suppose I could. ...On certain occasions. ...Perhaps.
 * Severa: Hey, are you actually blushing? Your nose has gone all pink!
 * Gerome: W-what?! No! I am not blushing! ...... (Perhaps it's time to find a bigger mask...)

C Support

 * Morgan: Ah! There you are, Severa!
 * Severa: *Sigh* Yes, Morgan?
 * Morgan: What are you up to?
 * Severa: I was trying to enjoy a moment of peace and solitude. And you've just ruined it. Thanks.
 * Morgan: Ouch! You don't mince words, do you? But hey, if you're not peaceful anymore, does that mean you're free?
 * Severa: ...Wow. Someone's pushing their luck.
 * Morgan: Ha, I know. Glass half full—that's me! Anyway, everyone's making dinner in the mess tent. Why don't you join us?
 * Severa: If everyone is there, you won't miss me.
 * Morgan: Aww, don't be like that! ...Unless you can't cook.
 * Severa: I can cook well enough, thank you.
 * Morgan: Then come on! I'd love a chance to sample your cooking.
 * Severa: Maybe I don't even want to cook for you! Did you ever think of that?
 * Morgan: Look, it doesn't even have to be good. All I ask is that it's edible.
 * Severa: Oh my gosh, you are so rude!
 * Morgan: I'm not trying to be! I'm just curious about what you eat.
 * Severa: RUDE! I eat what everyone else eats!
 * Morgan: S-sorry, I didn't mean...
 * Severa: Fine! If I cook you something, will that shut you up?
 * Morgan: Oh, absolutely!
 * Severa: ...Then I'll whip up something amazing, and you never get to question me again!
 * Morgan: Ooh! I can't wait!

B Support

 * Severa: Ah, there you are. Come here, Morgan.
 * Morgan: Mmm? Did you need me for something?
 * Severa: You said you wanted to taste my cooking, right? Well, now's your chance. I just finished making something.
 * Morgan: You did? Just for me? Gosh, I'm flattered!
 * Severa: Not for you! I was just bored. I decided to cook on a lark. ...Here. Try this stew.
 * Morgan: Whoa, it looks amazing. Pretty too! The red tomato base is balanced by the green beans and the orange carrots.
 * Severa: Less talking, more chewing!
 * Morgan: Ah, right...mmm... Wow, it's delicious! But...
 * Severa: ...But?!
 * Morgan: I feel like it's missing something.
 * Severa: What? Did I leave out a spice?
 * Morgan: No, it's not that... It's missing... Hmm, what is it missing? I can't quite put a finger on it.
 * Severa: Are you sure you even know what you're talking about?
 * Morgan: Er, I guess not? But it was it really was good! I mean it! I know it sounds like I'm nitpicking, but that really wasn't my intent.
 * Severa: You can't just tell someone their amazing stew is missing something and not say what!
 * Morgan: ...I wish I knew.
 * Severa: Argh! You are so frustrating me right now!
 * Morgan: I know, I'm sorry! ...Maybe it's fine. I could just be feeling weird. Regardless, I'm impressed. I didn't think you'd be much of a cook. I mean, you seem like more of the spoiled-princess type, you know? But a hearty stew full of fish and veggies feels like classic home cooking.
 * Severa: Th-that's enough commentary!
 * Morgan: But the fact that you didn't contradict me means you agree, right?
 * Severa: Shut it! Just finish your stew and get out of here!
 * Morgan: Okay, I'm leaving right now! I promise! ...... Um, but can I get seconds for the road? I'm really hungry.
 * Severa: Whatever! Just, out! Now!

A Support

 * Morgan: Er, h-hello, Severa...
 * Severa: What? What is it? Why are you cowering or whatever?
 * Morgan: Oh, just... Well after the other day, I thought you were...a little upset?
 * Severa: Upset? Me? Oh no! Noooooo, sir. ...Nope. I mean if you say my stew was missing something, then it was.
 * Morgan: Um, that sounds really sarcastic.
 * Severa: Oh, you don't say?
 * Morgan: Er, yeah. So does that, actually. Anyway, um, I don't know if you care, but I think I know what the stew needed. It tasted like you were going through the motions of cooking instead of...cooking.
 * Severa: ...That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard, Morgan.
 * Morgan: No, really, hear me out. When cooking for someone, your feelings for them naturally flow into the food! Cooking isn't just about following a recipe. It's a form of expression! Anyway, that's what was missing from the stew, I think. It was emotion.
 * Severa: Well, gee. I'm sorry that your stew lacked emotional gravitas!
 * Morgan: You know, if you ever want to cook with feeling, I'd love to try it out.
 * Severa: Oh yeah? Any old feelings? ...Or how about my feelings for you?
 * Morgan: Er... I'm not sure quite what you mean.
 * Severa: What about feelings of annoyance and outrage at having my cooking insulted? Or perhaps my incredulity at your having the gall to then eat it all afterward? What sort of flavors do you think THOSE might add? Huh, Mr. Master Chef?!
 * Morgan: Eep! S-sorry! I'm sorry! Please don't make me eat all that!
 * Severa: Ah ha ha ha!
 * Morgan: Noooooo!
 * Severa: Oh, stop it. I'm not actually going to poison you.
 * Morgan: Yeah, but I can imagine you "accidentally" using way too much chili powder.
 * Severa: Hah! Now THAT is a great idea!
 * Morgan: ...Oh gods. What have I done?

S Support

 * Morgan: Hey, Severa. Can I come in?
 * Severa: So, you decided to show.
 * Morgan: You said you were cooking again, right? I wouldn't miss that for the world! ...Even if it means death by chili powder.
 * Severa: Well, of course I was going to cook again. I couldn't let that insulting review of yours stand as the final word! The missing ingredient's been pinpointed, and there's nothing left to get in my way. It's time for a grudge match: my food versus your belly!
 * Morgan: Um, I did say the food was tasty last time, didn't I?
 * Severa: Oh, right. Like I believed THAT. There's no easy outs, Morgan! Now, eat!
 * Morgan: This looks like the same stew you made before.
 * Severa: Yes. Let's hear whether anything is missing this time!
 * Morgan: All right. Here goes... *Sluuurp* Mmm...
 * Severa: ...Well?
 * Morgan: ...... Delicious! It's absolutely fantastic! Even better than before! I can really feel the emotion you put in it. It's warming my belly AND my heart!
 * Severa: ...Good.
 * Morgan: So what were you thinking about while you made this, huh? Puppies? Kittens? Rain falling gently on the tent flap at night?
 * Severa: Why do you want to know?!
 * Morgan: Because the recipe, ingredients, and chef are the same, but the taste is different! I'd like to know what sort of feeling could make a dish that much better.
 * Severa: None of your business!
 * Morgan: What? Why not? Please?
 * Severa: No! Absolutely not!
 * Morgan: *Sigh* ...All right, have it your way. Man, I wish I could eat food this tasty every day for the rest of my life.
 * Severa: What?!
 * Morgan: ...Er, sorry. Did that sound weird?
 * Severa: I-it sounded like... Like you were implying I should be your wife...
 * Morgan: Did it? Ha ha! Yeah, no wonder you flipped out there. Although I'd be jealous of any guy who married you and got to eat like this.
 * Severa: ...I don't know. I'd be shy one ingredient if I tried to make it for anyone but you.
 * Morgan: Carrots?
 * Severa: Ugh, seriously? Gods, Morgan, you are so thick sometimes!
 * Morgan: Er, celery? Bay leaf? Vegetable stock? Beef broth? Foie gras? Abalone? Come on, help me out here!
 * Severa: Argh! Just forget it! You can ponder it over homemade stew every night for the rest of your life...
 * Morgan: You'll cook for me again? Fantastic! Aw, thanks a million, Severa! But wait, every night? That'd be like we were...
 * Severa: If you're done, you can wash your bowl. And scrub the pots while you're at it, too!
 * Morgan: Wait, wait, wait! You don't... Did you mean... Are we...?! Severa? ...Hey, Severa! Where you going, Severa? ...What just happened here...?

C Support

 * Severa: Mmm, those peaches smell amazing! They were totally worth splurging on!
 * Laurent: Severa, where did this veritable mountain of fruit come from?
 * Severa: The market, where else? They just looked too tasty to pass up.
 * Laurent: I told you last time not to purchase anything that isn't on the list. If we keep buying unnecessary food, it will rot before we can use it. Our treasury is not so great that we can splurge on excess supplies.
 * Severa: Oh, whatever! It's only a little fruit. And besides, once folks see how great it all looks, they'll finish it off in no time!
 * Laurent: That does not address the crux of my argument.
 * Severa: Human beings need a little treat now and then to survive, Laurent. I mean, maybe not you! ...But most of us. And if you take away the joy in life, what's left to fight for? See, so I'm actually helping morale whenever I buy tasty fruit.
 * Laurent: Starving, however, is bad for morale. And that's precisely what will happen if you continue squandering the food budget. What's more, you make additional work for me when I try to balance the books.
 * Severa: Pffft! Yeah, whatever! An egghead like you will figure it all out, I'm sure! Besides, what's done is done, The milk is spilt, so quit cryin'! Now cheer up and enjoy some fresh fruit. Wouldn't want it to spoil after all.
 * Laurent: I fail to understand how one individual can be so selfish, time and again. It will take me hours to craft a new budget.
 * Severa: Stop fretting over every little detail! You'll worry yourself to an early grave.
 * Laurent: If anything dooms me to an early grave. It's like to be that insufferable woman...

B support

 * Severa: Oh. ...You.
 * Laurent: Hello, Severa.
 * Severa: *Sigh*
 * Laurent: Can I help you?
 * Severa: Oh, just remembering our last procurement run has exhausted me all over again.
 * Laurent: I would express similar frustration. It's become almost impossible to handle expenses with you at the helm.
 * Severa: And just what is that supposed to mean?
 * Laurent: Precisely what it sounds like. Every time you come back with desserts or silly baubles, I have to make cuts elsewhere.
 * Severa: Okay, could you try to make it sound more condescending? You're no joy to shop with either, you know! Everytime you open your mouth, it's "budget" this, or "unnecessary" that! Shopping should be an adventure, not some boring list. You have to open up to new discoveries! Go where the moment takes you and stuff!
 * Laurent: We are procuring supplies for an army, not impulse shopping for our own amusement.
 * Severa: I know that, but this army has needs, and one of those needs is to have a little fun! Gods, would it kill you to listen to me maybe once?
 * Laurent: If you're asking me to say that wasting our resources is a good idea, I won't. You joke about what will or won't kill me, but it's a question I consider everyday. We are at war Severa. There is no shortage of things that could kill us all. The only thing keeping us alive is prudent and careful planning.
 * Severa: And that situation is exactly why I'm saying we need a little joy in our lives! Walking around with an abacus all day isn't what I consider good for morale
 * Laurent: Frivolous spending isn't going to make anyone's life easier.
 * Severa: Okay, we're getting nowhere. ...Mostly because someone is being a jerk! So fine. Buy hardtack and stale bread until the cows come home. I'm done shopping with you mister!
 * Laurent: If you are resigning from the procurement runs, I gladly accept. If it was up to me, I'd have taken you off the project weeks ago.
 * Severa: Oh no, I'm not quitting before you! I'm just shopping on my own, thank you! You're on your own cheapskate!

A Support

 * Severa: I just... I still can't believe it...
 * Laurent: Severa?
 * Severa: Oh. Hello.
 * Laurent: You look dazed. The company must have thanked you as well, then?
 * Severa: Yes! It's been a total barrage of praise ever since the two of us went shopping. Chrom even searched me out just to offer his compliments.
 * Laurent: It has been almost surreal... Especially in spite of our prior arguments. It seems we managed to strike a perfect balance. Nothing missing, nothing wasted. People have been especially excited over the more...extraneous items.
 * Severa: That has to feel pretty good as the guy responsible for the shopping budget.
 * Laurent: Yes, though I would never have thought to purchase half of what they mentioned. Much of it appeared wasteful to my eye, but it seems you had the right of it. I apologize for doubting your selections.
 * Severa: Oh, it's fine. Besides, I'd have spent twice as much if you hadn't made me think about the excesses. Stubbornness aside, you really are good with numbers, and you always stay on task.
 * Laurent: Thank you. Praise from you is a rare treat indeed. I suppose this means that together we were able to do what neither could alone.
 * Severa: Yeah. For all our arguing, we actually make a pretty good team.
 * Laurent: I would welcome your help again on the next procurement run. If you wouldn't mind joining me, that is.
 * Severa: As long as you promise to let me handle the fruit, I'm there!

S Support

 * Severa: Sounds like our last procurement run was another rousing success.
 * Laurent: And nearly painless, now that I've grown accustomed to your...quirks. These days, I feel like I'm even starting to understand your tastes.
 * Severa: I dunno Laurent. I'm a tough woman to figure out sometimes.
 * Laurent: Believe me, there is much of you that remains a mystery to me. But one thing is clear: I ought never think to go shopping alone again. Your help is invaluable. I do hope you'll continue to join me in the future.
 * Severa: Hmm...
 * Laurent: ...Is something the matter, Severa?
 * Severa: You say you've started to understand my tastes, right? ...But can you guess what I want right now?
 * Laurent: ...I don't understand. Is this a riddle of some kind? Are you going to ask me what is in your pocket next?
 * Severa: You should be able to read me pretty well by now, right? So guess what I'm thinking.
 * Laurent: Telepathy has been scientifically proven to be nothing more than the work of—
 * Severa: Try.
 * Laurent: Very well... ...... ...I suspect it's the same thing I'm thinking.
 * Severa: And...what might that be?
 * Laurent: I was hoping you would be my partner not just in shopping, but in all things in life. If that were, in fact, what you were thinking. I should count myself a very happy man.
 * Severa: .......
 * Laurent: Granted, that's less mind reading than mere wishful thinking.
 * Severa: No, you're...right on the money.
 * Laurent: Truly?
 * Severa: Yeah. Truly.
 * Laurent: Ah. Well that is a relief! I was skeptical of what would happen if I said all that, only to be rebuffed.
 * Severa: For someone who's always needling people, you can be so timid when it counts! Well, you'll never lack for brashness with me at your side!
 * Laurent: Heh, I have no doubts on that count. What a perfectly mismatched couple we make, eh?

C Support

 * Noire: Um, so, Severa? I have to... Er... Do you mind?
 * Severa: Isn't it time you learned to do this by yourself?
 * Noire: Puh-puh-please?
 * Severa: Oh, all right! Gods!
 * Noire: S-sorry! I'm just scared, is all.
 * Severa: Too scared of the dark to go to the bathroom by yourself at night? Honestly, Noire! You're a grown woman!
 * Noire: I'm sorry, okay?! I'm sorry! ...Also, I'm sorry I yelled just there.
 * Severa: Gods, enough! Stop apologizing and let's go.
 * Severa: Th-thanks, Severa. You're always so nice to me.
 * Severa: That must be a pretty low bar if I'm leaping over it. Why not bother someone else from time to time?
 * Noire: Oh, I'd be too embarrassed...
 * Severa: And you're not with me?
 * Noire: You don't tease me for it.
 * Severa: No, I suppose not. I'm only interested in taking self-important people down a peg. Teasing you would be like kicking a puppy. ...While it's asleep.
 * Noire: ...W-wait. Is that really the reason why?
 * Severa: Oh, what does it matter? At the end of the day, I'm still saddled with guarding you from the bogeyman.
 * Noire: ...Sorry?
 * Severa: Never mind. We're old friends. Imposing on me is just what you do. ...Er, that sounded less harsh in my head.
 * Noire: I think I know what you meant.

B Support

 * Noire: Hngh... I-it hurts...
 * Severa: Noire?! Are you all right?
 * Noire: S-Severa...? I... Ngh!
 * Severa: What's wrong? Are you hurt?
 * Noire: I was m-making medicinal tea... A compound of herbs... I boiled them and drank the tea, and now it feels like my stomach is tied in knots!
 * Severa: Since when do you know how to mix herbs?
 * Noire: I don't. I just threw in whatever looked like an herb.
 * Severa: You what?! Gods, are you insane?! Your stomach is fragile enough without you dumping weird potions into it!
 * Noire: That's what the medicine was supposed to fix... Ungh...
 * Severa: Oh, this is just too absurd...
 * Noire: I thought maybe if my body were stronger, I'd be less meek, too. Than I wouldn't be such a scaredy-cat, and... Um... I wouldn't have to bug you all the time.
 * Severa: Well it totally doesn't help either of us if you turn your guts inside out.
 * Noire: No, you're right. I'm sorry..
 * Severa: Look, just...lie down for a bit, okay?
 * Noire: All right.
 * Severa: I'll fetch some water and some REAL medicine. Don't move till I get back, all right?
 * Noire: Yes, ma'am...
 * Severa: That's it.
 * Noire: ......
 * (Noire leaves)
 * Severa: Gods, she is such a handful! And why is it always my hands she's filling?!

A Support

 * Noire: Severa, I am so, so sorry! It was an accident! Honest!
 * Severa: Gods, it's fine...It's just some spilled stew.
 * Noire: B-but it was so...so chunky! *sob* *sniff* I'm always causing trouble for you...
 * Severa: And every time you do, I tell you it's fine and to stop apologizing, don't I? Besides, there was a ton of stew that you didn't spill... I even had seconds.
 * Noire: Aw, you're so sweet!
 * Severa: Although...
 * Noire: Huh?
 * Severa: Even at your best—and I say this lovingly—you're not the most together person. But you're still usually not this lame!
 * Noire: ...What do you mean?
 * Severa: It's like whenever I'm around, minor slipups turn into full-blown disasters. I'm not sure if it's my fault or yours! ...Am I the only one who has noticed?
 * Noire: ...Oh.
 * Severa: Needing an escort to go to the bathroom? Poisoning yourself with amateur potions? Dropping our dinner on the floor? I mean, I'm just saying is all, but why in the heck does this keep happening?
 * Noire: ...I've been wondering that myself.
 * Severa: Oh?
 * Noire: Well, um, see, I'm not doing it intentionally or anything, but... But maybe I'm subconsciously leaning on you for a familiar sense of security! I mean, um...that's my theory.
 * Severa: Weirdo alert.
 * Noire: Yeah, I know. I'm sorry, Severa.
 * Severa: Oh, stop it... I don't mind.
 * Noire: B-but I'm making so much work for you.
 * Severa: Yeah, well, I suppose I make some work for you, too.
 * Noire: What do you mean?
 * Severa: People don't really rely on me for stuff. I'm more the...prickly type. So it's kind of... You know. ...Nice. Besides, who would keep you out of trouble if I wasn't around?
 * Noire: Hee hee! You're so right!
 * Severa: Just, uh... Don't go crazy, yeah? Everything in moderation.
 * Noire: Heh, it's a deal!