Cyril/Supports

With Claude

C Support

• Claude: Hey there, Cyril. You're working hard as usual.
• Cyril: Nah, just doing my job.
• Claude: Rhea used to assign your daily tasks herself, didn't she? The church employs a lot of people, but not too many of them can claim they got to speak with the archbishop every day. You should be proud of yourself. She must have truly valued your work ethic.
• Cyril: Hey, um, is that everything you wanted to say? 'Cause I'm kind of busy here.
• Claude: Actually, I was hoping to ask you about Rhea. There's so much we don't know about her, but I thought maybe you...
• Cyril: Yeah, I know more about Lady Rhea than anybody. But why should I tell you anything about her?
• Claude: So cold! Think about you're talking to.
• Cyril: Huh? What are you to me?
• Claude: You... don't know who I am?
• Cyril: Course I do. You're Claude. Leader of the Leicester Alliance.
• Claude: That's not what I mean... Well, never mind then. Tell me... Don't you ever miss your homeland?
• Cyril: Almyra?
• Claude: Yes, Almyra. Eh, judging by that expression, I'm guessing you're not terribly homesick.
• Cyril: Life was a whole lot harder for me there than it's ever been around here. My dad and mom both died in the war, and there was nobody there to look after me. The king, he didn't do anything to help. So I had to survive by being smart. I had to stop being a kid real quick.
• Claude: I'm sorry to hear that.
• Cyril: You don't have to apologize. It's not your fault.
• Claude: Regardless of whose fault it is, I'm still sorry. I'm sorry that I didn't even know that an acquaintance of mine was suffering. And sorry for asking a tactless question about your homeland. I should have known that was likely to bring back bad memories.
• Cyril: Nah, I get sad or mad when I think about it, but I'm used to it, so I don't mind any.
• Claude: I see that. Even still, I apologize for being careless.
• Cyril: OK, well... Thanks, Claude. If the king of Almyra was like you, maybe things would've been better. Maybe the king's not a bad person and just had other stuff to worry about, but that's not much of an excuse.
• Claude: If I ever meet the king of Almyra, I'll give him a stern talking-to on your behalf.
• Cyril: Yeah, OK. Anyway, I gotta get back to work. Buncha things to get done.
• Claude: You really are on the other side now, aren't you? Huh. Well, if nothing else, it's good of you to turn a blind eye to me.
• Cyril: I don't know what that means, but OK. Bye, Claude.

B Support

• Cyril: Sorry, Claude. You can't get past.
• Claude: Huh? Ah, Cyril, it's you. Is there a problem? It's not the first time I've been to the Holy Tomb. Rhea herself took me there once. Beside, the inside's been scoured by the Imperial army. There's nothing left there now.
• Cyril: Don't matter. Lady Rhea said nobody could go in, so I can't let ya through. I gotta do what Lady Rhea says. You wanna break them rules, then you'll be her enemy. If you're trying to do that, I'll have to fight ya.
• Claude: Fine, I get it! I wouldn't hesitate to make an enemy of Rhea if it came to that...But I'd rather not fight with you. So I'll back off. For now.
• Cyril: Why is that?
• Claude: Does it matter?
• Cyril: Don't know... With your status, you could smack me to the ground and walk right over me.
• Claude: I...guess? But I wouldn't. We're friends.
• Cyril: I thought you were the kind of guy who'd smack down just about anybody if you needed to.
• Claude: You really are a stubborn one. All right, then. I'll tell you. I swore I'd change this world so that those without status are no longer oppressed. Though you were never one of the people I was hoping to save. I never knew that there were people in Almyra in your kind of situation. I realized that my own perspective was too narrow. You helped me realize that. So I owe you.
• Cyril: Did you just say you're all about saving people who are oppressed? Really?
• Claude: I did. Is it so strange to hear that from me?
• Cyril: It's just... You reminded me of Lady Rhea there for a second. Lady Rhea always tried to save us folks without any status in the world. Like when she let a outside like me stay at the monastery... That was nice. She brought in those kids from Remire Village when they lost their parents, and...
• Claude: Well, I'm not a religious man. I'm sure Rhea wouldn't want to be lumped in with a guy like me.
• Cyril: Lady Rhea didn't do those things 'cause the goddess told her she should. She did it 'cause she wanted to. I can tell ya that.
• Claude: I see... In that case, maybe I don't need to make an enemy of her. Thanks, Cyril. I think you've brought me a step closer to my dream.
• Cyril: Thanks to you too, Claude. If I was able to help ya, then that makes me happy.

With Ashe

C Support

• Ashe: What are all these books doing on the floor? Hey, Cyril, what's going on here?
• Cyril: I'm tidying up the library-- sweeping the floors, dusting the shelves, restacking the books...
• Ashe: Isn't there a schedule for library cleaning duty? Why are you doing all of this by yourself?
• Cyril: Oh, I'm helping out the kid whose job it is. He says I'm making him look bad, but I'm just happy to help. Besides, some of these books are valuable. Gotta handle 'em carefully. Not a lot of people get that,
• Ashe: But there are so many. You really think you'll get all this done today?
• Mercedes: Easy. There's more stuff to do tomorrow, so the library has gotta get done today.
• Ashe: And I guess you're planning to do all that by yourself too.

• Cyril: Yep.
• Ashe: Come on, it'll be dusk soon. Let me help.
• Cyril: Nah, it's my job and I'm gonna do it.
• Ashe: There is no way one person can shelve all these books before nightfall, Cyril!
• Cyril: Like I said, these books need to be handled real careful. Shouldn't you be doing your own thing anyway? This is my job, and I'm gonna do it because I know Lady Rhea expects it done a certain way.
• Ashe: I can't just stand here and watch. I won't get in your way, all right? I'll handle this shelf and you take the next one.
• Cyril: Listen! I said I don't need your help.
• Ashe: I promise I'll be careful, OK? Let's just get to it.
• Cyril: Ugh, fine. You do over there. I'll do all of this.
• Ashe: Got it.
• Cyril: Ugh...

With Mercedes

C Support

• Cyril: Zzz...
• Mercedes: What's this? Well, if it isn’t Cyril! How did he manage to fall asleep here? The warmth must have put him right down. He looks so cu when he’s napping.
• Cyril: Zzz...
• Mercedes: I'll just keep reading. No need to disturb him...
• Cyril: ...
• Mercedes: Good morning, Cyril. Did you sleep well?
• Cyril: What? Where? Mer-M-Mer...
• Mercedes: It’s Mercedes. I hope you’ll commit my name to memory.
• Cyril: Oh, sorry. I know it, but it’s hard to say.
• Mercedes: You’re from Almyra, aren’t you? I hope you haven’t benn uncomfortable here at the academy.
• Cyril: Nah, it’s great. I eat every day!
• Mercedes: Were you not eating before you came here?
• Cyril: Every couple days, maybe. It was rough.
• Mercedes: Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that. Are you hungry?
• Cyril: Um...
• Mercedes: You should eat up. To make up for all the meals you missed in the past!
• Cyril: Heh, OK. Thank you, Merm... Mammal... Mar...
• Mercedes: Just call me Mercie. That’s what my friends call me.
• Cyril: Mer...cie. Mercie. Hey! Thanks, Mercie. Welp, I had a good sleep, but there’s work to do, now. See ya!
• Mercedes: It doesn’t seem like he has very many friends here... It’s troubling, but I probably shouldn’t pry.

B Support

• Cyril: Zzz... Zzz...
• Mercedes: Did Cyril fall asleep here again? Hmm. There's nothing to cover him with. He'll catch cold if he's here too long. Oh well, I guess I have no other options. I'll have to take care of this myself.
• Cyril: Aah! What?! Wh-what's happening?!
• Mercedes: I'm keeping you warm so you don't catch cold. Um, I'm sorry. Did I make you uncomfortable?
• Cyril: I...I was just surprised. Th-thanks, Mercie.
• Mercedes: Oh! I'm happy to hear you call me that! You know, I seem to find you in here pretty often. Do you have a favorite book?
• Cyril: Nah, but it's always real quiet here, so it's where I like to sleep.
• Mercedes: I see. You always seem so wrapped up in your work. That is, whenever you're not sleeping in the library. Do you have many friends here?
• Cyril: No, not really.
• Mercedes: But don't you want some? Having friends is much more fun than spending all of your time alone.
• Cyril: Nah, I don't want people treating me like an outsider. I'm better off alone.
• Mercedes: An outsider? You? Who would possibly say-
• Cyril: Oh. So you don't think anyone thinks that? Should I tell you what happened to me before I came here?
• Mercedes: Oh, no. You really don't have to. I didn't mean to bring up such difficult memories. But you know... Everyone here sees you as a friend. Even me. I see you as a good friend.
• Cyril: Mercie... I'm sorry. I sure like everyone here too, but... It feels like you're, I don't know... It sounds weird maybe, but I think you're something different than a friend.
• Mercedes: Different? In what way? Do you not like me?
• Cyril: No, it's not that. I can't... Ya know how sometimes you can't explain things? This is that. If I had a sister, I think that might be how it feels being around you.
• Mercedes: Really? That's just as well! You remind me of my little brother!
• Cyril: Oh, you got a brother?
• Mercedes: I do, but I haven't seen him in so long. It's almost like he's not really my brother anymore...
• Cyril: But you can count on me if you need anything at all. I'll do my best to help you out.
• Mercedes: I can count on you for anything? Wow...

With Lysithea

C Support

• Cyril: Hmm, this one oughta do.
• Lysithea: Uh, what are you doing, Cyril?
• Cyril: I'm picking out logs to carry back and chop into firewood.
• Lysithea: You can't expect to carry all these by yourself. Let me help.
• Cyril: Nah, I got it. I don't want ya getting hurt. Logs are heavy sometimes.
• Lysithea: I'm well aware. You should accept the help being offered. I'm older and wiser-- I know best.
• Cyril: Um, Lysithea, ya seem a but shaky. You OK?
• Lysithea: Yep, totally fine. I'm just kinda losing my grip on this log. Agh! Well, that wasn't much help. as it turned out. I didn't realize they'd be that heavy. Couldn't even walk in a straight line...
• Cyril: I told ya, logs are heavy sometimes. It's hard work if you're not used to it.
• Lysithea: I feel foolish.
• Cyril: Well, if you've learned your lesson, I'm gonna go carry the older logs.
• Lysithea: Hang on-- shouldn't you rest for a bit?
• Cyril: Wood still needs chopping. I got a buncha other stiff needs doing before sundown too.
• Lysithea: In that case, let me help you carry the chopped wood!
• Cyril: You know how rough firewood is? You'll get splinters if ya carry it with your soft hands.
• Lysithea: You can't be serious!
• Cyril: You're just not cut out for this kinda work. Look at your hands, they're like a princess's. No point in you learning to chop wood, is there? You don't need to know how to do that stuff. You and me live in different worlds. There's no point lowering yourself down into mine.
• Lysithea: Our worlds aren't so different. We're together right now, aren't we?
• Cyril: Sure, we live in the same places now, but that's not gonna last forever. Don't see how it could, unless I actually turned into your little brother or something.

With Seteth

C Support

• Cyril: Hey, Seteth. I got a delivery for you.
• Seteth: Thank you, Cyril. Would you mind waiting just a moment for me to confirm the contents?
• Cyril: Sure thing.
• Seteth: All seems to be accounted for. I lack the time to handle tasks of this kind myself. I appreciate you making the effort. Is there anything I can assist you with? Do you have any concerns?
• Cyril: Concerns? Nah, I'm happy just working for Lady Rhea. I got a way better life now than I ever did before.
• Seteth: If your better life is this frugal, I have to wonder what your previous experience was like. It must not have been easy before you came to us. But you should know that is in the past now. You are young. You should be enjoying life. Do not allow your past to overshadow that. Is there nothing you desire? We will support you in any way we can.
• Cyril: Really, there's nothing... Except... Nah, it's OK.
• Seteth: Except?
• Cyril: I don't got anywhere else to go, and I just wanna be able to stay here forever. This place Lady Rhea gave me, it's the only place I know to call home.
• Seteth: I will keep that in mind.
• Cyril: Well, I got work to do. Excuse me.
• Seteth: Of course. I apologize for delaying you.

B Support

• Seteth: Hello, Cyril. On a break?
• Cyril: Just figuring out what needs doing next. Why, you need something done?
• Seteth: Nothing like that. I was hoping to speak with you.
• Cyril: You wanna talk?
• Seteth: Yes. You told me that you are happy so long as you can continue to work for the archbishop. Have you considered that there might be other ways to find happiness?
• Cyril: Nope. Repaying my debt to Lady Rhea is all I want to do. Lady Rhea might not be around right now, but all the stuff I do? It's still for her.
• Seteth: What will you do once your debt is repaid?
• Cyril: I can never repay her.
• Seteth: You are possessed of a rare and admirable devotion. I, too, owe the archbishop a debt. But repaying her is only one of the reasons I am here.
• Cyril: Whatcha mean "one of the reasons" you're here?
• Seteth: I mean that I have other motivations aside from that. If those motivations required me to be elsewhere, then I would be elsewhere.
• Cyril: Motivations?
• Seteth: Yes. I am fortunate enough to share common cause with the archbishop. Thus am I able to remain. Don't be mistaken—it is admirable to repay one's debts. But that alone should not define a person. While it is good to make peace with the past, it is also essential to look ahead to the future. What kind of future do you see for yourself? What can you do to work toward it? I would like you to think about what might make your future brighter.
• Cyril: I don't know if I understand you right. See, when Lady Rhea took me in, it was the first time I ever thought maybe I had a purpose. And I don't know what else I could wish for than that, ya know?
• Seteth: Hmm... I do not mean to trouble you. It's just that I cannot help but notice the way you squander your potential. It's as though you avert your gaze from it on purpose. Keep what I've said in the back of your mind, at least. You have plenty of time.
• Cyril: OK, Seteth.

A Support

• Seteth: Cyril.
• Cyril: Hey...
• Seteth: You seem pensive. Have you been thinking over the advice I gave you?
• Cyril: Yeah... But it kinda scares me.
• Seteth: Scares you? Why?
• Cyril: If I found something else I was more interested in than repaying Lady Rhea... I don't know. Wouldn't that be kinda like I was betraying Lady Rhea? In a way?
• Seteth: Betrayal is a rather strong word, don't you think?
• Cyril: Well, I mean, Lady Rhea is why I got this life...or any life. If I ended up just leaving her... That just seems real ungrateful and kinda rude.
• Seteth: If Rhea herself felt betrayed by your actions, then yes, I suppose it would be. But if all you are doing is seeking your path, with no harm to her, I do not think she would object. In fact, I am confident she would be happy for you.
• Cyril: You are?
• Seteth: Absolutely. If you continue to devote your whole life purely to repaying your debt, I think she will worry. Ask her yourself when she returns. You will see. You want to make Rhea happy, don't you?
• Cyril: Well, yeah. Of course.
• Seteth: Then you should do what makes you happy.
• Cyril: OK, I get that, yeah. By the way, there's something weird I noticed.
• Seteth: What is that?
• Cyril: Before, whenever we'd talk, you always used to call Lady Rhea "the archbishop," but just now... Just now, you were calling her "Rhea."
• Seteth: Does it perturb you to hear me speak of her with such familiarity?
• Cyril: No, I just wondered why.
• Seteth: I am, of course, Rhea's servant. So, in a more formal context, I must maintain a deferential distance. But she and I are actually very old friends. In fact, we think of one another almost like family. I know Rhea extremely well. When I am confident about how she will feel, I am seldom wrong. So trust me when I say that if your path to happiness takes you away from here, she will wish you the best.
• Cyril: OK. I'm glad to hear it. Thank you.
• Seteth: Of course, we must first rescue her from her current predicament. I will be counting on your aid in that.
• Cyril: You got it.