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Note: Bolded text are voice clips from S-Support CG confession scenes.

With Male Avatar

C Support

Effie: *nom* *nom* *non* Mmm...
Avatar: Ah, Effie. Hosting a feast, are you? Who else is invited?
Effie: Oh, hello, Lord Avatar. No, why do you ask?
Avatar: Um... because you have enough food for twelve people laid out here.
Effie: Twelve people? Goodness, no. This is simply my lunch—nothing more. I expend a great deal of energy in the course of my training, you see. Afterward, I must refuel. All in the name of protecting Lady Elise, of course!
Avatar: I see. Well, Elise is lucky to have someone like you on her side.
Effie: Thank you for the kind words! I do hope I'm doing an adequate job for her. After all, I owe her everything...
Avatar: Is that so? How do you mean?
Effie: Oh yes, I wouldn't be the person I am today without her.
Avatar: That sounds like an interesting story. Care to fill me in?
Effie: I suppose I could... but it's a long story, and I like to eat while my lunch is hot.
Avatar: Of course! Pardon me.
Effie: Thank you, Lord Avatar. *nom* *nom* *nom*

B Support

Avatar: Effie, there you are! I've been looking all over for you. Wait, what are you doing?
Effie: Oh, Lord Avatar! I'm just patching up this wall. After it rained the other day, I noticed that a few of the boulders were loose. We can't have that, can we?
Avatar: I don't understand. What kind of repairs can you possibly—
Effie: Here, I'll show you. HRRRRGH!
Avatar: Unbelievable! How can you lift that rock with your bare hands?
Effie: Aw, it's nothing. Just years of training in service of Lady Elise.
Avatar: That's right... You were going to tell me a story about her the last time we spoke. Are you still willing to share?
Effie: Certainly. But would you mind terribly if I continue working while we speak?
Avatar: Not at all.
Effie: Very well. I'll start at the beginning. I was born into extreme poverty—a child of the streets. And yet Lady Elise herself would often visit my slum in disguise.
Avatar: Really? I had no idea.
Effie: Oh, yes. Now, let me just grab another rock... HRAAAAAAA! Anyway, as I was saying, Lady Elise visited frequently, and we became fast friends. Hyup. HRRRRRGH! Whew! One day, while we were playing, some guards began harassing us. Lady Elise was forced to reveal her identity to get them to leave us alone.
Avatar: I see.
Effie: Her glory was so blinding at that moment that I can hardly describe it. YAAAAAHHHH!
Avatar: Pardon me, Effie, but your repairs are becoming too distracting!
Effie: How do you mean?
Avatar: I've never seen such feats of strength. It's all I can do to refrain from applauding! Perhaps you can finish telling me the story another time.
Effie: Sure, I suppose so, Lord Avatar. Although... I have a favor to ask of you.
Avatar: Certainly. Name it.
Effie: All this lifting is making me hungry. I know it's not your place, but... Would you mind terribly bringing me something to eat? A whole lot of something, preferably.
Avatar: Of course, Effie. I'll return shortly.
Effie: Thank you, Lord Avatar! Bring me as much food as you can carry, please!

A Support

Avatar: Hello, Effie. I've been dying to hear the rest of your story.
Effie: Of course, Lord Avatar. Now, where did I leave off?
Avatar: Some guards were harassing you, and Lady Elise was forced to reveal her identity.
Effie: That's right. It was sad, because we both realized we wouldn't be able to play together anymore. I sat sobbing in the street for hours, until I realized how I could see Elise again!
Avatar: Go on...
Effie: Well, I realized that I must become a palace soldier.
Avatar: Of course. It all makes sense.
Effie: If I could make it as a soldier, I'd get to spend time at the palace. And to even be in the presence of Lady Elise once again seem intoxicating. From that day onward, I gave everything in my quest to become a soldier. Fortunately, I turned out to have some aptitude for the profession.
Avatar: Yes, I'd vouch for that...
Effie: Anyway, it was't long before my dream came true. Lady Elise took me on as a retainer. And that's where things stand today. She brought me hope in my darkest days. I would do anything for her. So, uh, that's my story...
Avatar: Effie, thank you so much for sharing this with me. I may have said this before, but Elise is truly lucky to have you as her retainer.
Effie: Thank you. That's nice to hear. But...
Avatar: But? What's wrong?
Effie: Lord Avatar... I feel a bit conflicted. Because lately, you've become so important to me.
Avatar: And this upsets you?
Effie: Yes--I mean, no! It's just that...well...Lady Elise is always my first priority. But at the same time, you've been so helpful in battle. And you've taken such an interest in my humble life story...
Avatar: Effie, there's nothing to worry about. I understand your feelings for Elise. I would never want to get in between you and her. I know that she comes first.
Effie: I'm so relieved to hear that! Because we do seem to be such a good team...On the battlefield.
Avatar: Yes, of course. On the battlefield.

S Support

Avatar: Effie! I've been looking all over for you.
Effie: Lord Avatar? What's going on? Why are you carrying that roast turkey?
Avatar: Well, Effie, I figured you might be wrapping up a workout and in need of sustenance. So, I had one of the cooks prepare a meal for us to share.
Effie: Aww, that's so thoughtful, Avatar! I mean...Lord Avatar.
Avatar: Please, just call me Avatar.
Effie: If you say so, Avatar. Anyway, can we start eating? I'm famished. Ooh, those dinner rolls look like they're fresh out of the oven. And you even have soft butter! Gimme!
Avatar: Effie, wait!
Effie: *crunch* *CRUNCH* *ptooie* What am I eating? This one has gravel or something in it. Yuck!
Avatar: Oh dear...
Effie: Omigosh... is this a ring?
Avatar: Was. It WAS a ring.
Effie: What?!
Avatar: Well, I suppose this is my moment, ring or not. Effie, will you marry me?
Effie: But...but... You're a prince! And I'm just a humble retainer.
Avatar: I don't care about such things. Why should it matter?
Effie: Well, perhaps it doesn't. But do you even know what you'd be getting into? When I'm not working out, I'm eating, resting, or guarding Elise. There isn't much room for anything else. Could you live like that?
Avatar: Effie, the last thing I'd want to do is disrupt your lifestyle. I know how important Elise is to you. But just think...if we were to marry, she would become your sister.
Effie: Elise...my sister? I think I'm going to faint...
Avatar: Yes, well, sister-in-law, I suppose. But still. Your bond would be closer than ever.
Effie: Then...I will. I will marry you, Avatar! Let me just put on this ring— Oh.
Avatar: Yes. It was rather pretty, I can assure you! But don't worry. It appears as though the gem has split evenly in two. We can have a blacksmith craft two matching rings. One for each of us.
Effie: That sounds perfect. I love you, Avatar!
Effie: Nothing is stronger than my love for you. Except my biceps...

With Female Avatar

C Support

Effie: *nom**nom**nom* Mmm...
Avatar: Eh, Effie. Hosting a feast, are you? Who else is invited?
Effie: Oh, hello, Lady Avatar. No, why do you ask?
Avatar: Um...because you have enough food for twelve people laid out here.
Effie: Twelve people? Goodness, no. This is simply my lunch--nothing more. I expend a great deal of energy in the course of my training, you see. Afterward, I must refuel. All in the name of protecting Lady Elise, of course!
Avatar: I see. Well, Elise is lucky to have someone like yo on her side.
Effie: Thank you for the kind words! I do hope I'm doing an adequate job for her. After all, I owe her everything...
Avatar: Is that so? How do you mean?
Effie: Oh, yes. I wouldn't be the person I am today without her.
Avatar: That sounds like an interesting story. Care to fill me in?
Effie: I suppose I could...but it's a long story, and I'd like to eat while my lunch is hot.
Avatar: Of course! Pardon me.
Effie: Thank you, Lady Avatar. *nom**nom**nom*

B Support

Avatar: Effie, there you are! I've been looking all over for you. Wait, what are you doing?
Effie: Oh, Lady Avatar! I'm just patching up this wall. After it rained the other day, I noticed that a few of the boulders were loose. We can't have that, can we?
Avatar: I don't understand. What kind of repairs can you possibly--
Effie: Here, I'll show you. HRRRRGH!
Avatar: Unbelievable! How can you lift that rock with your bare hands?
Effie: Aw, it's nothing. Just years of training in service of Lady Elise.
Avatar: That's right... You were going to tell me a story about her the last time we spoke. Are you still willing to share?
Effie: Certainly. But would you mind terribly if I continue working while we speak?
Avatar: Not at all.
Effie: Very well. I'll start at the beginning. I was born in extreme poverty--a child of the streets. And yet Lady Elise herself would often visit my slum in disguise.
Avatar: Really? I had no idea.
Effie: Oh, yes. Now, let me just grab another rock...HRAAAAAAA! Anyway, as I was saying, Lady Elise visited frequently, and we became fast friends. Hyup. HRRRRRGH! Whew! One day, while we were playing some guards began harassing us. Lady Elise was forced to reveal her identity to get them to leave us alone.
Avatar: I see.
Effie: Her glory was so blinding at that moment that I can hardly describe it. YAAAAAHHHH!
Avatar: Pardon me, Effie, but your repairs are becoming too distracting!
Effie: How do you mean?
Avatar: I've never seen such feats of strength. It's all i can do to refrain from applauding. Perhaps you can finish telling me the story another time.
Effie: Sure, I suppose so, Lady Avatar. Although...I have a favor to ask of you.
Avatar: Certainly. Name it.
Effie: All this lifting is making me hungry. I know it's not your place, but...Would you mind terribly bringing me something to eat? A whole lot of something, preferably.
Avatar: Of course, Effie. I'll return shortly.
Effie: Thank you, Lady Avatar! Bring as much food as you can carry, please!

A Support

Avatar: Hello, Effie. I've been dying to hear the rest of your story. Is now a good time?
Effie: Of course, Lady Avatar. Now, where did I leave off?
Avatar: Some guards were harassing you, and Lady Elise was forced to reveal her identity.
Effie: That's right. It was sad, because we both realized we wouldn't be able to play together anymore. I sat sobbing in the street for hours, until I realized how I could see Elise again!
Avatar: Go on...
Effie: Well, I realized that I must become a palace soldier.
Avatar: Of course. It all makes sense.
Effie: If I could make it as a soldier, I'd get to spend time at the palace. And to even be in the presence of Lady Elise once again seem intoxicating. From that day onward, I gave everything in my quest to become a soldier. Fortunately, I turned out to have some aptitude for the profession.
Avatar: Yes, I'd vouch for that...
Effie: Anyway, it was't long before my dream came true. Lady Elise took me on as a retainer. And that's where things stand today. She brought me hope in my darkest days. I would do anything for her. So, uh, that's my story...
Avatar: Effie, thank you so much for sharing this with me. I may have said this before, but Elise is truly lucky to have you as her retainer.
Effie: Thank you. That's nice to hear. But...
Avatar: But? What's wrong?
Effie: Lady Avatar... I feel a bit conflicted. Because lately, you've become so important to me.
Avatar: And this upsets you?
Effie: Yes--I mean, no! It's just that...well...Lady Elise is always my first priority. But at the same time, you've been so helpful in battle. And you've taken such an interest in my humble life story...
Avatar: Effie, there's nothing to worry about. I understand your feelings for Elise. I would never want to get in between you and her. I know that she comes first.
Effie: I'm so relieved to hear that! Because we do seem to be such a good team...On the battlefield.
Avatar: Yes, of course. On the battlefield.

With Jakob

C Support

Jakob: Effie, I beg your pardon, but what are you eating?!
Effie: *munch**munch* ...Just some cake.
Jakob: I knew it! You do realize I baked that cake especially for Lady/Lord Avatar!
Effie: You did?! Then you shouldn't leave it out like this! Someone could eat it by mistake!
Jakob: Would you PLEASE put the rest of the cake down?!
Effie: I don't think you realize how good this tastes after a long workout! *munch*
Jakob: If you can't reign yourself in, I will have to stop you by force!
Effie: *munch**munch*
Jakob: Very well, then! GAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Effie: *munch**munch*
Jakob: Huh?! My attack had no effect on you at all.
Effie: You'll have to try harder than that. Even then I doubt you can stop me.
Jakob: Curse you, Effie! Now what am I going to serve at teatime?
Effie: If I were you, I'd make some more of that cake. It was delicious!

B Support

Effie: 137... 138... 139!
Jakob: She's lifting enormous water barrels. How ridiculous! No wonder she's starving.
Effie: Hey, Jakob... Got any more of that cake on you?
Jakob: Of course not! ...And even if I did, I wouldn't be giving you so much as a slice!
Effie: Wow... That's really mean.
Jakob: You idiot! Now you've destroyed a perfectly good water barrel!
Effie: ... Oops.
Jakob: If you would stop performing such absurd training exercises-
Effie: Oh, no! I can't stop. People are counting on me! I have to be as strong as possible! I would do anything to protect my friends... even give up my own life!
Jakob: That's terrible! How could you be so cruel to your friends?
Effie: ...Cruel?
Jakob: Think of the burden! I certainly wouldn't want you dying on my account. Then, I would have to spend the rest of my life remembering your noble sacrifice. Ugh!
Effie: ...Um...OK?

A Support

Effie: Hey, Jakob...
Jakob: There is no cake, Effie, so don't even bother...
Effie: Actually, I'm not looking for cake. I just wanted to speak with you.
Jakob: Well, that's a refreshing change.
Effie: You said you'd be angry if I died while trying to protect you...
Jakob: I would. I don't need that kind of guilt in my life.
Effie: But, Jakob, you're one of my friends. If you were in trouble, I couldn't just look away!
Jakob: I see. Well, I suppose you would have to come to my aid then...and stay alive.
Effie: Stay alive?
Jakob: I couldn't care less if you protect me or not. I just can't have you dying on me.
Effie: But how am I supposed to promise that?!
Jakob: You haven't died yet, am I correct? Clearly, whatever you're doing is working.
Effie: All right. I'll do my best to stay alive.
Jakob: Well, isn't that a relief?! Since that's settled, please excuse me...

S Support

Effie: *munch**munch* This is THE best cake I've ever had!
Jakob: Would you expect anything less? I made it! I used three scoops of protein powder, just the way you like.
Effie: I feel so special that you would bake a cake for me.
Jakob: Hmph! You're easy. If that's all it takes, I'll bring you one every day.
Effie: Seriously?! Please. Do that!
Jakob:...Fine, but I have one condition. You have to marry me.
Effie: Uh, it sounded like you just said...
Jakob:...Marry me. If you do, I promise to keep you well supplied with protein-rich foods.
Effie: I'm sorry... Do you really think I would marry you just because you can bake?
Jakob: Of course not. I have other skills as well. I can iron, mend, polish, launder, and-
Effie: Stop! All of that may be true, but those are terrible reasons to get married!
Jakob: They are?
Effie: Jakob, I am not going to marry you for your domestic prowess...I am going to marry you for your kind heart!
Jakob: Wait... Did you just say you're going to marry me?!
Effie: Yes! You come across a little rude at first, but you are fiercely loyal to your friends.
Jakob: That is the same quality that drew me to you, Effie. I love you.
Effie: Good. Now that we've settled that, let's talk cake. You'll bake one EVERY day...?
Jakob: See? I knew you couldn't resist!

With Silas

C Support

Effie: Silas... can I ask you a question?

Silas: Sure, Effie. What is it?
Effie: Why are you fighting in this army?
Silas: What do you mean?
Effie: Well, I mean, I'm here because I'm sworn to protect Lady Elise. I owe here everything--and she's my best friend--so it's a natural arrangement. But you're not anyone's retainer. What's in it for you?
Silas: I see. So, you think I'm some kind of mercenary?
Effie: No, that's not it. I guess I'd just struggle with motivation if it weren't for Lady Elise. And yet you're so dedicated...and one of our strongest fighters. So, if you're not just in it for yourself, why are you here?
Silas: Well, Effie, I'm really no different than you. I'm here to protect Avatar. We have a long, complicated history, but I would do anything to protect him/her. That's all there is to it!
Effie: I don't think that's true at all.
Silas: What?! How can you say that?
Effie: The part about you being no different than me. That's just not true!
Silas: Well, I'm not going to stand here and argue with you. But it seems rather obvious to me...
Effie: I'm sorry--I'm probably overreacting. I guess I'm just a bit sensitive. Just hold off on comparing the two of us until you get to know me better, OK?
Silas: Fair enough, Effie.

B Support

Silas: Effie, do you have a moment?
Effie: Yes, what is it, Silas?
Silas: About the other day... I've been giving it some thought, and I really do think we're similar. But judging by your reaction...something about me bothers you. Why were you so adamant about the two of us being different?
Effie: I'm not sure. That's just how I feel.
Silas: Well, that's vague. I'm just as dedicated as you. Why can't you see it?
Effie: Sure, if you say so.
Silas: All right. Pay close attention during our next battle. I'll show you what I mean.
Effie: Don't bother.
Silas: Yeesh, what's wrong with you?
Effie: Sorry, but I don't have time to watch your showboating on the battlefield. I'll be too busy protecting Lady Elise!
Silas: So you can't even be bothered to glance in my direction. I get it.
Effie: Fine, I'll try to take a look. IF AND ONLY IF LADY ELISE IS COMPLETELY SAFE! You got that?
Silas: Yes, yes, that's all I'm asking for.

A Support

Effie: Silas. I watched you carefully in that last battle. And now I can demonstrate precisely how we are different.
Silas: All right. Let's hear it.
Effie: Take a look here, under my armor.
Silas: Gods!
Effie: Now look at this scar.
Silas: Oh, Effie. I had no idea you had suffered such grievous wounds.
Effie: To protect someone is to sacrifice your own flesh and blood. My dedication to Elise is total. So these don't even bother me. You don't appear to have suffered the same types of wounds. You're very skilled in battle you have immense talent. But I have to train around the clock just to stay alive out there.
Silas: Your point is taken. And I do not wish to make this a competition. But please understand that I too have suffered in battle. Not everything comes quite so easily to me. I think the most important is that we both strive to protect above all else.
Effie: Yes...after seeing your defense of Lord Avatar, I believe you.
Silas: Thank you, Effie. It is gratifying to hear those words. Perhaps we can make better use of our individual strengths in the next battle? For example, I could take a forward position, ahead of you and Lady Elise. And Avatar, of course. That way, I can protect all of you.
Effie: I'm sorry Silas, but that doesn't work for me. I need to be able to see up front.
Silas: Yes, I suppose your style is suited to an aggressive position...
Effie: More importantly...I won't get any stronger if I just stand behind you. I need to be mixing it up if I want to improve my skills. Surely you understand.
Silas: Of course. Let's simply make a pact to cooperate whenever possible. In defense of the ones we care about, of course.
Effie: Of course. Thank you, Silas.

S Support

Silas: Effie. Thanks for coming.
Effie: Hello, Silas. What's going on?
Silas: Well...I just wanted to say thank you. You've inspired me to work harder. The way you train...the way you put your body on the line for Elise... I'm rededicating myself to the total protection of Avatar.
Effie: Aw, Silas. Don't thank me. All I did was act kind of cranky. Lord Avatar is lucky to have you on his/her side.
Silas: Well, I certainly hope so. Ahem. There's one other thing...
Effie: Well, go on! I have a tough workout scheduled for this afternoon.
Silas: I wanted to tell you that Avatar is no longer the only person I'd die to protect.
Effie: Oh? That's a surprise. Who is it?
Silas: It's you, Effie. I'd stand alone in front of a great army to ensure your safety.
Effie: Uh...that sounds like a problem...
Silas: What?! Why?
Effie: Like I said before. I can't have anyone standing in front of me during battle!
Silas: Oh. Whew. Of course. But, uh, that's not exactly what I meant. All right, I'm just going to put it out there. Ahem. Effie. Will you marry me?
Effie: Oh! I see what you meant. Let me think about this for a second... Sure, I'll marry you.
Silas: Um...that's great... But you seem awfully casual about all this...
Effie: Well, I'm a little surprised, I suppose, but it makes a lot of sense. You're a good person. You're strong and loyal. I've enjoyed getting to know you. As long as it won't interfere with my duties to Lady Elise, I'll happily marry you, Silas!
Silas: I understand. I promise to protect you and, by proxy, Lady Elise. May we all have a long and happy future together!
Effie: Thank you, Silas! I'd give my life to protect you as well. Assuming I'm not already busy protecting Lady Elise, of course...

With Kaze

C Support

Kaze: Ahh, another night watch complete. And now for some well-earned rest. Hold on, what's this? The base of the watchtower has been damaged! Solid granite...shattered! Almost as if it were struck by a boulder...Well, I'd better reinforce the structure before...Wait, who's there? Show yourself!
Effie: Uh...hello there.
Kaze: Effie? What are you doing out here so late?
Effie: Oh, just sneaking in a little extra training. One can never be too fit! Oh, who am I kidding? This is all my fault!
Kaze: What are you talking about? THe damaged watchtower?
Effie: Yes...but I can repair it! I just got so angry thinking about the last battle... Grr! The mistakes I made! I suppose I must have smacked this tower out of frustration.
Kaze: With...with your bare hand? Gods...
Effie: I'm so sorry. Here, let me just patch this part...
Kaze: No need to apologize. I'm still technically on watch...so it's my duty to help you fix it.
Effie: Why, thank you, Kaze! You're too kind.
Kaze: Nonsense. I am merely performing my duty.
Effie: No, really. This means a lot to me. I'm so tired of breaking everything...
Kaze: Hmm, perhaps I can help channel your strength into something more...productive.
Effie: Really? That's so thoughtful! I feel like giving you a great big bear hug!
Kaze: That's quite all right! Let's just finish this repair and try to salvage some rest. (And my ribs...)

B Support

Kaze: Good day, Effie.
Effie: Hello, Kaze! Thanks again for your help the other night...fixing that watchtower.
Kaze: Of course. Actually, that's why I'm here now. I have an idea for you.
Effie: Oh? I'm all ears. I'm so tired of leaving a path of destruction in my wake.
Kaze: Yes, well, it's not the most sophisticated plan...but I believe it may help. Have you ever heard of whittling?
Effie: Carving small pieces of wood? Yes, of course. But I hardly think...
Kaze: Behold! I have obtained the trunk of a mighty redwood! I thought it might provide a worthy outlet for some of your energy.
Effie: You want me to whittle it? But what should I make? A giant pointy stick? Does that really seem like something I should possess?
Kaze: Er, no, of course not. I thought, perhaps, you could make something meaningful. A statue, perhaps. A project like that would require tremendous strength AND focus...Do you have any ideas?
Effie: Actually, yes! I could make a statue of Elise! Or...would that be that weird?
Kaze: Weird? Er...no. I think it would simply be a grand taken of your loyalty.
Effie: Then it's settled. I'll carve with all my might for Elise's glory. Here I go! Hnnnng!
Kaze: (Gods, what have I done?)
Effie: Hi-yah!
Kaze: Miss Effie!
Effie: Whew! That is invigorating!
Kaze: Please! Slow down. I believe you my need to use a...lighter touch...in some areas.
Effie: You're right. And now I've gone and ruined this beautiful log, just like everything else...
Kaze: No! It's not ruined. It's just...perhaps I could assist you with some of the details.
Effie: You'd do that for me?
Kaze: Yes, well, this whole thing WAS my idea. It's the least I can do. Of course, if you feel I'd be getting in the way...
Effie: No, of course not. I'd love for you to help me, Kaze.

A Support

Effie: Ugh...
Kaze: Effie? What's wrong?
Effie: Oh, Kaze. It's the statue of Princess Elise that I've been working on...
Kaze: Yes, it was really shaping up the last time I saw it! Have you shown it to Elise yet? What did she say?
Effie: Yes, I have. She was polite...but she asked me to stop working on it.
Kaze: Oh, I'm terribly sorry. That must be disappointing.
Effie: You know...it WAS starting to feel a little creepy. The face was so accurate. It was almost like the eyes were following me no matter where I went. Of course, I didn't tell Elise that you mostly carved that part...
Kaze: Er...
Effie: Anyway, I feel worse than ever. This was supposed to make her happy. And it was supposed to help me avoid breaking stuff. Well, now I feel like doing a million burpees and then sparring with real weapons. LET'S GO!
Kaze: Effie, please! We must conserve our strength for battle. And I think perhaps we can salvage some good from this situation.
Effie: Oh? How, exactly?
Kaze: Does any of the leftover wood remain, er, unshattered? Perhaps you could craft a less ostentatious gift for Elise. Think... What might she enjoy?
Effie: Hmm. Well, she loves jewelry...but she already has so many beautiful pieces. And I'm not sure I could do much with this wood...
Kaze: What about some sort of container for her jewelry? Oil-rubbed redwood polished smooth would make a fine jewelry box.
Effie: That...actually sounds beautiful. Yes! But will you help me with some of the more intricate work? I've accidentally crushed for sturdier stuff than hardwood with these hands...
Kaze: It would be my pleasure, Effie.

S Support

Effie: Hello, Kaze! Nice to see you!
Kaze: Effie! You seem in good spirits. To what do I owe the pleasure?
Effie: Oh, Kaze, I can hardly believe it. Elise adores the jewelry box we made for her. And what's more...she's been showing it off, and now EVERYONE wants one!
Kaze: That's tremendous, Effie! I'm so glad everything worked out.
Effie: There's just one thing. I wanted to give you something as a thank-you.
Kaze: That's too kind, Effie. Really, you needn't---
Effie: Oh, but I already have! I made a statue of you!
Kaze: You...you have?
Effie: Yeah, see? It was easy, I just started with that old statue of Elise...Isn't it remarkable what one can do with a little glue and a pile of wood shavings?
Kaze: It is...hauntingly accurate. And I see that the eyes are unchanged...But, as much as I appreciate the sentiment, you must remember that I am a ninja. It would be difficult to remain stealthy while carting a 14-foot statue of myself around.
Effie: I suppose that's true...
Kaze: But please, Miss Effie, don't mistake my pragmatism for rejection. In fact...I have an alternative proposal. What if we sculpt something together? Something more meaningful than any statue.
Effie: You mean like a trebuchet? Because I've been thinking we could really use---
Kaze: No! Damn, this is harder than I thought it would be. I...I want to craft a life together. A life with you at my side. As my loving partner.
Effie: Your loving partner?
Kaze: Yes. I may seem stoic, but my heart surges every time I see you. Will you do me the great honor of standing besiede me in life...as you do in battle?
Effie: Oh, Kaze! I'm so happy, but I don't know what to say...
Kaze: Gods, I hope I haven't misjudged...
Effie: No! Kaze, I love you---it's just that I'm at a loss...
Kaze: But don't you see? That's it! You just said you love me...and I love you. Nothing more need be spoken.
Effie: Except maybe...I do.

With Mozu

C Support

Effie: *sigh* Night watch is so boring... I wish I had something to eat...
Mozu: Hello, Miss Effie. What are you doing out here so late?
Effie: Mozu? I'm on watch. And what are you doing with all that fruit?
Mozu: Oh, I'm just getting ready to hang it out to dry.
Effie: Why? Won't it spoil?
Mozu: Oh, no, not at all! It's actually a great way to preserve the fruit. After it dries for a few days, I'll take it into town to sell it. People love it!
Effie: Wow, that's a really good idea. Did you come up with it yourself?
Mozu: I guess so... I mean, it's just something I used to do back in the village. It's a good way to make a little money the side, too. Hee!
Effie: Well, I'm impressed. And, to be honest... a little bit hungry. *GROWL* Ok, a lot hungry...
Mozu: Was that your stomach?
Effie: Yeah. Sorry. My watch is almost over, but I haven't eaten in hours...
Mozu: Then why don't you eat one of these?
Effie: Your fruit? But I don't want to cut into your profits.
Mozu: Oh, it's fine. I've got a ton! Please, help yourself.
Effie: Well, if you insist! *nom* *nom* *nom*
Mozu: Uh, just save me a couple...

With Xander

C Support

Xander: Effie. Do you have a moment?
Effie: Lord Xander... Is anything the matter?
Xander: No, at the moment all is calm. I just decided I should spend more time conversing with my fellow soldiers. So, if there's anything on your mind I'd like to hear it. Do you have any suggestions, comments, or complaints?
Effie: Complaints?
Xander: How is your relationship with Lady Elise? All is well, I hope?
Effie: Oh, it's perfect. I am prepared, as always, to protect her to my utmost ability. I push myself to the max in every workout and battle for her. I consume plate after plate of food for her. And when the food's all gone, I scavenge for more. For her, I must be strong!
Xander: Excellent. We should all be so lucky to fall under your protection. But tell me, is there anything that makes you unhappy? Please, speak freely.
Effie: If anything, I am somewhat dissatisfied with my own performance.
Xander: How so? It seems you do above and beyond in all you do.
Effie: It's just... I hold myself to an impossibly high standard. In some ways I've plateaued, but I want to take my training further. I've tried everything, but it's been difficult to make any progress...
Xander: I see. Well, I'm certain you have yet to reach your maximum potential. Have you consulted with Arthur? He seems to take his personal fitness quite seriously. You should have a word with him. Perhaps he'll have some workout tips for you.
Effie: Sound advice, milord. I will do just that.

B Support

Xander: Ah, Effie. Did you ever meet with Arthur about your training?
Effie: Yes, milord. He observed one of my workouts, and then we... uh... sparred.
Xander: Fantastic.
Effie: Er, yes. Although, to be honest the sparring wasn't particularly useful.
Xander: Oh?
Effie: Well, it's just... Arthur didn't offer much in the way of competition. Although, in fairness, it wasn't really his fault.
Xander: Please, elaborate
Effie: Certainly, milord. Just as Arthur was getting into his battle stance, a bee flew up his nose! Flailing about in confusion, he stumbled across a tree root and lost his balance. We were, unfortunately, positioned near the top of a particularly steep ravine...
Xander: Ah, no need to continue, I can guess what happened next.
Effie: So... you don't want to hear about the part where he got struck by lightning?
Xander: *sigh* Poor Arthur. He seems almost cursed somehow...
Effie: True... Anyway, Lord Xander, I am still in search of new training methods. Our enemies grow strongre by the day and I fear I am falling behind,
Xander: I understand, Effie. I will give this matter some more thought.

A Support

Xander: Effie, I've been giving a great deal of thought to your training regimen. I believe I have arrived at what is hopefully an acceptable solution. Why don't you spar with me?
Effie: Are you serious? I'd be honored to spar with you, milord!
Xander: Then draw your weapon and prepare yourself. I shall not hold back.
Effie: Wait, right this actual second? (weapon clang)
Effie: Gah...I wasn't ready!
Xander: That's no excuse! Come! Attack! (weapon clang)
Effie: Urgh...
Xander: What's wrong with you, Effie? I've seen you in battle—you're better than this! Where's that legendary work ethic? Show me what you've got. NOW!
Effie: Lord Xander! I...I can't!
Effie: Ughhhh... *huff* *huff*
Xander: I must admit, I'm disappointed in you, Effie. Why didn't you give it your all?
Effie: I don't know, milord. I...I just couldn't motivate myself! I don't have a problem sparring with the others... Perhaps it's because you're my superior. Making myself attack you is like making myself attack Lady Elise.
Xander: But sparring is all about imagining you are truly in a fight for your life. Ah, I know. Why not pretend that I have lost my mind?
Effie: Lost your mind, milord? How could that...? No...that simply could never happen!
Xander: That's enough, Effie. You must now force yourself to imagine the impossible. Imagine I have lost all sense of self and am determined to kill Elise. Are you just going to stand there and watch?
Effie: I think I'm going to be sick just thinking about it...
Xander: Now, now. You really do take things quite seriously, don't you? Perhaps I have put you in a tough situation. For that, I apologize. Let's call it a day, shall we? It's time for supper, anyway. A hearty meal would do you good. In fact, I order you to eat to your heart's content.
Effie: Eat as much as I want? Really? Is that going to be OK? Because I'm not sure there would be enough for everyone else...
Xander: Haha! Of course, I had forgotten about your voracious appetite. Well, think of it as a new type of sparring... between you and the cooks. I have a suspicion that this battle will leave you feeling rejuvenated. So! Take up your fork and spoon, and on my command...DESTROY.
Effie: Sir, yes, sir!

S Support

Xander: Ah, Effie. Thank you for joining me. I know we're a bit off the beaten path.
Effie: That's all right, milord... It's nice here. And I wanted to thank you for the other day. I think that gigantic meal got me back on track. I'm feeling better!
Xander: Ah, yes. The great battle between the food pantry and Effie was a draw. Not for lack of effort on either side, I might add. I was...impressed.
Effie: Well, thank you again. I'd like to think that all that food is making me stronger as we speak.
Xander: Speaking of your training...I have devised a rigorous workout for you.
Effie: Oh? Tell me more!
Xander: Feast your eyes...on THIS!
Effie: Milord? All I see is a massive pile of boulders. And I already use those for training.
Xander: Effie, I was thinking of building a home here. A magnificent new villa. And I realized that your training might dovetail nicely with my plans.
Effie: But I don't know anything about construction...
Xander: Never mind that. I have all the details of this new castle worked out. All I need is the brute force to carry, break, and stack the boulders to make walls. What do you think? Would that not be a challenging training regimen?
Effie: It does sound challenging...
Xander: There's one more thing. When the castle is complete, we shall both live there.
Effie: Live...together?
Xander: Yes, as man and wife.
Effie: HAHAHAHA! I'm sorry, what?
Xander: I don't understand what's so funny. I'm asking for your hand in marriage! Will you marry me, Effie?
Effie: Gods, you're serious! I...I don't know what to say! Lord Xander... In my most fevered dreams, I never imagined myself as your bride! I mean...you're a prince! I'm just a retainer. How could such an arrangement work?
Xander: I understand your reluctance. So...is that a no?
Effie: Lord Xander, I consider you the greatest leader and man in the kingdom of Nohr. I want to accept your proposal, but...
Xander: Why do you look so uneasy?
Effie: I'm worried that it may affect my relationship with Lady Elise.
Xander: Effie. Darling. I am fully aware of how much you value your relationship with Elise. That is why I have already set aside a room for her in the castle plans.
Effie: You have! Oh, that's so considerate of you! She'll love that! If that is the case, Lord Xander, then my answer is yes. Yes, I will marry you!
Xander: Then it's decided.
Effie: Oh, I can't wait to get to work! Can I go ahead and start?
Xander: Very well, how about starting with this large boulder?
Effie: Large? Pfft. I'm so pumped up right now, this thing looks like a pebble. HRRRGH!
Xander: Gods! Go easy on those boulders, Effie!

With Leo

C Support

Leo: Hmm... This IS an interesting puzzle.
Effie: Is something wrong, Lord Leo?
Leo: Not at all! I'm just mapping out our next battle strategy. The enemy is heavily fortified right here. I'm deciding how best to attack. Any ideas?
Effie: Sure... You could send me in. I will rush toward the enemy's front line.
Leo: What?! How is that a strategy?
Effie: I will keep them occupied while the rest of our forces attack from the rear.
Leo: That's a lot of responsibility for a single soldier. You'd never make it out alive!
Effie: Well, that's all I got.
Leo: Thanks, Effie. I think it would be good if you stuck to fighting from now on. How about you leave the strategy part up to me?
Effie: Anything you command...

B Support

Leo: Effie, you are a marvel on the battlefield. No one is more daring than you. I've watched you annihilate enemies and perform impossible rescues. In the last battle, you took out 10 soldiers with a single thrust of your lance. Then, without a pause, you scaled a tree and rescued a kitten. Where does all that energy come from?
Effie: Thanks, milord, but I'm just doing my job.
Leo: Still, I'm concerned. You're neglecting one of our most valuable assets.
Effie: What's that?!
Leo: You, of course. I'm appalled by the risks you take with your won life!
Effie:Sir, my life if worthless if I can't protect the lives of my companions.
Leo: Do you really believe others' lives are more valuable than your own?
Effie: I would die to protect my friends!
Leo: I see. You put others first— always. That is an admirable quality. Effie. I won't let you down. If you're risking your life, I won't have it be for nothing. I promise I will never send you into battle without a sound plan.
Effie: Thank you, Lord Leo. That is all a soldier could ask for.

With Elise

C Support

Elise: Effie! Let's go for a walk!
Effie: *munch munch*
Elise: Effiiiie! Are you eating again?
Effie: I'm sorry. I can't help it. I just never feel full...
Elise: It's because you train too much! You've gotta take it easy sometimes.
Effie: But I can't get stronger if I don't train.
Elise: I wouldn't worry about that. I think you're plenty strong already.
Effie: One mustn't neglect one's responsibilities, Lady Elise. I need to be strong enough to protect you from anything.
Elise: Aww, that's sweet! but I still think you might be overdoing it. Besides, doesn't eating all that food make it harder for you to move in an emergency?
Effie: Oh, yes. In fact, I'm having trouble moving right now.
Elise: What?! Does that mean we can't go for a walk now?
Effie: Don't worry. You can just roll me on my side instead.
Elise: *sigh* No, it's OK. We'll walk together some other day...

B Support

Effie: HUH! HAH! HOO-WAH! HYAH!
Elise: Effie! Will you put me down now? Pleeease? I don't wanna be your dumbbell anymore!
Effie: Aww, but you're the perfect weight...OK. I'll set you down. Watch your feet milady.
Elise: No need to be so formal, Effie! It's just the two of us.
Effie: Yes, milad---er, OK, Elise.
Elise: Heehee. Say, do you remember how we met?
Effie: Of course I do. You snuck out of the castle and came to play in the underground city.
Elise: Yep! I was sick of being in that stuffy old castle. I wanted to make a new friend! A real one.
Effie: I'd never have guessed that muddy little girl was our princess.
Elise: If we hadn't gone back up to the capital, you probably never woulda found out, huh? It's weird to think about what might have happened...
Effie: Yes. It would have changed the entire course of my life. But we did go up, and those guards found us. I tried so hard to protect you, but they were too much for me. I was only a child...I might have been locked away forever if you hadn't told them who you were.
Elise: Heehee. Yeah, we sure showed them! They got sooooooo scared!
Effie: That was the day I swore I'd protect you for the rest of my life. No matter what.
Elise: Yup! I remember it like it was yesterday. Thank you for always being there for me, Effie.

With Laslow

C Support

Effie: 1,203! 1,204! *huff*
Laslow: Oh, Effie. Sorry to bother you, but are you terribly deep into your workout?
Effie: 1,205! 1,206! *huff* *huff*
Laslow: Er... Effie? Perhaps I'm not speaking quite loudly enough...
Effie: Laslow? What is it?
Laslow: Ah, hello there! I was just wondering if you needed help with anything. If so, I'm at your service!
Effie: Help? No... I'm pretty sure that I actually have to do the workout myself... If I want to gain any strength from it. Now, if you'll excuse me...
Laslow: Oh, please. Surely I can assist you in some way. Ah, perhaps I can count repetitions!
Effie: As you wish. I'm doing 2,000 push-ups, and I believe I'm on number 1,207.
Laslow: Two THOUSAND? Gods, that sounds tremendously boring. On second thought... perhaps I could simply offer you a lesson in sparring. What say you? Up for a tussle?
Effie: Now you're talking! I'm always looking for new sparring partners. Shall we use weapons or practice hand-to-hand combat?
Laslow: I will leave it to the lady to decide, naturally.
Effie: OK, let's work on grappling techniques. Let me demonstrate a move I've been working on... HRAH!
Laslow: You... you just annihilated that training dummy! Were you planning on using this technique on me?
Effie: I never hold anything back in training. How else am I supposed to progress? Plus, I didn't finish my push-ups... so I have a bit of extra energy to burn off, I suppose.
Laslow: Riiiiight. You know, I just remembered something Lord Xander asked of me. I'm afraid we'll have to reschedule.
(Laslow leaves)
Effie: Gah! Another potential sparring partner, scared away... Oh well. 1,207! 1,208! 1,209! *huff* *huff*

With Odin

C Support

Effie: 852...853...854... Hrrrrgh!
Odin: Effie. We need to talk.
Effie: 855...856...857...
Odin: Are... are you listening to me? I said we need to talk!
Effie: 858...859...860! Whew!
Odin: Effie!
Effie: WHAT? WHY ARE WE YELLING?
Odin: I heard you've been spreading rumors about me. Telling people I'm "weird". How dare you!
Effie: 861....862...863...
Odin: Hey! I'm talking to you. Stop squatting that tree trunk, will you?
Effie: Huh? Sorry, I'm kind of in the middle of something. Can we talk later?
Odin: No! this important. Why did you tell people that I was weird? Or do you deny it? Answer me!
Effie: Oh... Yeah, I said that. So what? It wasn't meant as an insult. Just an observation. I mean... you are weird. Or do YOU deny it? Anyway, can I get back to my squats now? I'm really behind on my training.
Odin: I'm not weird... I'm hypernormal! So normal that normal people can't even understand me! Which... I guess... means that they probably think I'm weird. DAMN IT. Well, glad we could clear that up. Oh, I was also gonna tell you about a new training technique I've been working on. It's practically doubled my strength! But, it seems like you're busy, so...
Effie: Doubled your strength? Well, now you've got my attention...
Odin: Sorry, gotta run!

B Support

Effie: Odin, do you a moment? I've been desperate to speak with you. The last time we met, you metioned a certain training technique...
Odin: Training technique? Doesn't sound like anything I'd be interested in.
Effie: Stop joking around! You told me you were using a special technique... Something that doubled your strength! How could you forget something like that?
Odin: Oh, right. Of course! Heh. The art of exponential strengthening. Or, as I like to call it... F.L.A.M.E.!
Effie: F.L.A.M.E.?
Odin: Yes! It stands for Furious Lifting: Art of Muscle Enhancement.
Effie: Yes, that's what I want to learn.
Odin: Well, I suppose I could help you out... but what are you going to do for me?
Effie: Name your terms. Training is my highest priority. All else is secondary.
Odin: Oh ho! Can I think about it and get back to you?
Effie: Certainly, as long as you teach me the technique first.
Odin: Deal. Now, still your heart and concentrate. I will begin the incantations...
Effie: Wait, I thought this was a training technique!
Odin: It's more of a... blessing. Look, do you want to learn in or not?
Effie: Yes, yes, get on with it!
Odin: Very well. Hear me, oh spirit of F.L.A.M.E.! Give strength to this soul. May her muscles enhugeify twofold, and may her lifting be ever immaculent! F...L...A...M...EEEEEEEEEE! Whew. The spell is complete.
Effie: Those aren't even words. I'm not so sure about—
Odin: Oh, you poor soul. The power of F.L.A.M.E. relies not on mere "words." Anyway, if you don't like it, I can go ahead and remove the blessing. You may experience temporary shrinkage in the muscle region, of course...
Effie: No, no! I believe you! Just don't deactivate F.L.A.M.E!
Odin: Excellent. Now remember, the power of F.L.A.M.E. requires uncontional belief.
Effie: The things I do for lady Elise...

A Support

Effie: Odin, look at this.
Odin: Effie? What's up? You look so serious. Is this about F.L.A.M.E.? Because I have something to confess...
Effie: Look at this rock I'm holding. It looks like granite, right? HYAH!
Odin: You...you crushed that rock with your bare hands!
Effie: I know! Ever since you cast the F.L.A.M.E spell on me. I've been able to do this. The spirit of F.L.A.M.E. is flowing through my body. I can feel it!
Odin: Err...hang on a minute. How did you actually do that?
Effie: It's F.L.A.M.E.! Listen, normally I can only do about a thousand pull-ups. But with F.L.A.M.E., I can do two thousand.
Odin: Two THOUSAND?!
Effie: Why are you so surprised?
Odin: I...uh...I'm not surprised. F.L.A.M.E. is very powerful, after all...I should know that better than anyone. Yes, yes, of course. Uh...
Effie: So, I just have one question. Why haven't you shared the power of F.L.A.M.E. with anyone else? Can you imagine? If everyone fighting on our side had access to this power?
Odin: I, uh, don't think that would be a good idea, Effie.
Effie: Why not?
Odin: It's just that...well...I crafted F.L.A.M.E. especially for you. It would anger the spirit if we shared its power with everyone. Thus, your power would weaken! And we can't have that, can we? Yeah, that's the ticket.
Effie: I see. Well, as much as I'd like to share, I can't endanger Lady Elise like that. I'll keep F.L.A.M.E. for myself. Thank you, Odin.
Odin: Yes, of course. Anything for you, Effie.

With Niles

C Support

Niles: Effie, what's with the cold stare?! It's giving me the chills... I find it oddly thrilling.
Effie: SIT DOWN, YOU CREEP!
Niles: O-ho! Where is this fit of passion coming from?
Effie: I hear you've been teaching filthy words to Lady Elise!
Niles: ...Not true. Why would I waste time doing that?
Effie: Don't you even think about lying to me! I can tell. I've heard Lady Elise say some things I will not repeat--things I have heard from you!
Niles: Really?! How fascinating. Do you have any examples?
Effie: Yesterday, she invited me to her "secret lair" and offered me some "saucy snacks." When I told her I must decline, she said, "Why are you always such a tease?" It's obvious where this is coming from...YOU!
Niles: It's sort of adorable when you think about it...Wouldn't you say?
Effie: It's absolutely appalling! You will not repeat dirty language in front of Lady Elise again!
Niles: Oh, really?!
Effie: ...OH, REALLY. You do that again, and this happens.
Niles: I'm sorry. Did you just crush an apple with your bare hand? It sort of looked like--
Effie: Keep your filthy tongue away from Lady Elise, or next time, it will be your head!

B Support

Effie: Niles, I can't believe you! After all that, you still can't keep your word! Why don't you tilt your head a little to the left? It'll make for a cleaner blow.
Niles: Wha? Effie...w-wait! There seems to be some confusion...
Effie: There's no confusion! You've been saying filthy things in front of Lady Elise again. I'm about to make applesauce!
Niles: Effie, STOP! Let's talk this over. Is it really so bad if Lady Elise sounds a bit like me?
Effie: Lady Elise is a member of the royal family. She's a princess of Nohr! She can't go around talking like a hoodlum! As her retainer and friend, I won't allow it!
Niles: Oh, I see. Now she's your friend...?
Effie: Don't even try to change the subject!
Niles: No, this is fascinating. Do you give her tasty, little presents on her birthday?
Effie: Of course! I always give Lady Elise a gift.
Niles: I see. ...And how do you know what to buy?
Effie: I ask her for hints.
Niles: Oh, so now it's a guessing game! ...And if she says, "Just get me anything"...?
Effie: Then I take it as my personal mission to do some research. I take stock of all her possessions, noting favorite colors and such... I write down ideas every time we shop. What things did she linger over?
Niles: Oh...lingering? I like this.
Effie: We're getting really off track. What exactly are you up to?
Niles: Nothing... Nothing at all! I'm just leaving now. I'll be on my best behavior. Promise!

A Support

Effie: Niles! I can't believe the things you've been saying in front of Lady Elise! Did you forget everything we talked about?
Niles: Now, wait a minute, Effie! There's no need to jump down my throat! I was just helping Lady Elise with her little problem...
Effie: What problem?
Niles: Lady Elise needed help picking out a gift for Lord Leo's birthday. She asked for my help. I AM his retainer after all.
Effie: Oh. So you weren't teaching her naughty words then?
Niles: No. I was merely giving her advice. She picked up some of my phrases on her own. I've never paid attention to Lord Leo's interests, so Lady Elise and I talked often. That is, until you gave me a few ideas. They were most helpful. I'm in your debt.
Effie: Wow. I should apologize. I had no idea you had such redeeming qualities. Niles, tilt your head this way.
Niles: What? I thought we agreed! There's no need to give me the apple treatment!
Effie: I'm going to give you a little peck.
Niles: WHAT?! Wouldn't a handshake be more appropriate?
Effie: Yes, it would. But the last time I shook a man's hand, I crushed it by accident.
Niles: How about we leave it at "Thanks." No crushed apples. No broken bones...
Effie: Alright. Thank you, Niles. You're a more honorable man than I realized...

S Support

Effie: Niles, what's wrong? Is it Lady Elise again?
Niles: No. This isn't about her. This is about you and me. Effie, you have filled me with a burning desire--
Effie: I'm sorry...wha?! I've got a burning desire to turn your head into applesauce!
Niles: Effie, wait! I'm not trying to offend you. Can't you see what I'm holding?
Effie: Niles, is that a...wedding ring? I thought you were teasing!
Niles: No. I've been fantasizing about this day for a while now... Trying to imagine what you've got under all that armor...
Effie: A tunic! A very heavy tunic.
Niles: You KNOW that's not what I meant! I'm talking about under your clothes.
Effie: Niles, seriously?! You have the dirtiest mind! Can't you keep it clean long enough to propose?
Niles: Wow. You're the one thinking naughty thoughts! I was talking about your heart.
Effie: Oh...
Niles: You've got that tricksy, little heart buried beneath a lot of armor. Even now, I have no idea how you feel about me!
Effie: ...Well, I can't believe I'm saying this, but Niles, give me that ring! I love you. ...But you better be on your best behaviour! One misstep, and your brain is mush!
Niles: Well, well, don't you have a way with words? I'll do my best not to be crushed!

With Arthur

C Support

Arthur: Greetings, Effie! Can you spare a moment to discuss something of dire importance?
Effie: Arthur? What's going on? Is Lady Elise OK?
Arthur: Haha! Er, yes, of course. Sorry, I didn't mean to alarm you. But what I say next may shock and disturb you to your very core!
Effie: Well, what are you waiting for?!
Arthur: Effie, I believe we need to have a chat.
Effie: We're having a chat right now! Now will you hurry up and get to the point?
Arthur: Certainly Effie. I believe that I am falling behind in my Elise-guarding duties. I see your dedication to her in every aspect of your life, and I am envious. Please, I must know your secret!
Effie: There's no secret. but what you said about my dedication is accurate. I'm more than just her retainer. I'm her best friend. Everything I do is for her. But that doesn't mean you should feel bad. You're her hero, you know?
Arthur: It warms my ears to hear such praise, but I fear it is not enough. Our battles grow fiercer by the day! I must know the secrets of your strength!
Effie: Oh! Well, my strength comes from my training. You're welcome to join me for a workout or sparring session anytime.
Arthur: Fantastic! I look forward to battling to the death—
Effie: WHAT?
Arthur: —of my energy. To the death of my energy. Is that not a common expression? Oh ho! My mistake.

B Support

Effie: Arthur, I've been thinking about our talk the other day. And I realized the reason you feel you're not doing enough for Lady Elise... is because you're always doing so much for everyone else. You're far more generous than I.
Arthur: Generous? Oh ho ho! Yes, yes, I suppose I'm reasonably generous. But not any more than you!
Effie: Are you kidding? You're always putting other people before yourself. Anytime you see someone in trouble--anyone in trouble--you rush in. Me? I'd snatch a cup of water from a guy who was on fire if Lady Elise were thirsty.
Arthur: Oh ho! Remind me not to catch on fire in proximity to Elise during the warm months! But seriously, I do see your point. Perhaps I do spend too much time helping old ladies cross the path. And I should probably stop making silly faces at crying babies until they laugh...
Effie: Arthur... no. You shouldn't ever change. That wasn't what I meant. The world needs a hero like you. A hero who stands up for justice, no matter what. A hero who always takes the little guy's side, even at his own expense.
Arthur: Well... thank you, Effie! This conversation has been tremendously illuminating. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to resolve this minor identity crisis like a hero. With an extra dessert and some snuggling with my fuzzy blanket. Cheerio!

A Support

Effie: Arthur...we need to talk.
Arthur: Oh? How may I be of service, fair maiden?
Effie: Well, to be blunt... What's wrong with you?
Arthur: How do you mean?
Effie: Well, in our last battle, you seemed a bit listless. You looked tired.
Arthur: Is that so? Well, I have been experimenting a bit with my training...
Effie: Experimenting? What have you been up to?
Arthur: Ah! It's more a question of what HAVEN'T I been up to. You see, I've decided to try focusing more on our Lady Elise. Like you! So, to that end, I haven't helped any little old ladies cross the street. And I haven't rescued any cats from any trees or rooftops in a very long time. Instead, I have spent hours thinking about Lady Elise...just like you! I have pledged total allegiance to her, just like you! And I have begun bench-pressing tree trunks. Er, kinda just like you. How DO you manage to make it look so easy?
Effie: Oh, Arthur. You didn't need to change anything you were doing. Forget bench-pressing tree trunks. That's MY thing. Go back to rescuing cats and cheering up crying babies. That's the selfless Arthur we all know and love. Because whatever you're doing now...it sure isn't working.
Arthur: Terrific! I mean, oh.
Effie: Oh, please don't be upset, Arthur. It's just that we each have our way of doing things. It's not like one is better than the other. We're both good at what we do. Honestly, I think the best thing you can do for Elise is to just be yourself.
Arthur: Stupendous!
Effie: Yes, that's the Arthur I know!
Arthur: And love?
Effie: Er, yes.
Arthur: Haha! OK, then.
Effie: (That was weird...)

S Support

Effie: Hello, Arthur. What is it you so urgently needed to see me about?
Arthur: Greetings, Effie! I apologize for imparting a false sense of urgency to this meeting. Because, unfortunately, my goldsmith has failed me...
Effie: Does it have anything to do with this box?
Arthur: Where did you get that?
Effie: It just showed up at my place with both of our names on it. There's some kind of ring inside, see?
Arthur: You opened it? Oh, no...
Effie: I'm sorry, I thought I should see what was inside—since my name was on the box.
Arthur: Oh, that's quite all right. Er...yes. In fact this will be quite splendid. Indeed! Oh ho! Fantastic! Er... Come on, Arthur, pull yourself together...
Effie: Arthur! Are you OK? What is all that muttering? Have you become possessed? Oh dear. Quickly—blink twice if you're possessed!
Arthur: *blink* *blink* *blink* *blink* *blink*
Effie: I...I don't know what to make of that.
Arthur: AHEM. Apologies, milady. I believe I have gathered myself adequately. So. The reason I called you out here today was to see if you would accept this ring.
Effie: Oh. Well, obviously, I already did.
Arthur: Well, yes, I suppose that's technically accurate. The best kind of accurate! But, er, I was hoping that you would accept it as a symbol of our marriage.
Effie: Our marriage?! What did you do, Arthur? Did you get us legally married without consulting me?
Arthur: Haha! No, of course not.
Effie: Oh, thank goodness. Because I don't think I can marry you, Arthur. Not because I don't find you handsome...or enjoy spending time with you. It's just... I'm basically already married to Lady Elise. She's everything to me. I don't know if there's room in my life for you!
Arthur: Oh, Effie. Marrying me would in no way impact your duties to Elise. In fact, I believe it would make us even more valuable to her. As you said once before, we each have our own way of doing things. But our skills appear to be complementary! It's only natural to team up.
Effie: Well, I suppose it does make a lot of sense... We've been working so well together on the battlefield. And you're already such an important part of my life. You're dependable and heroic...and I know that you'll always be there for me. So...I do! I will marry you, Arthur!
Arthur: Fantastic! No, wait, fantastic doesn't begin to cover it... Super...uh...splendid...uh...magnificent... Just, uh, give me a moment here, sweetheart...
Effie: You're trying too hard, Arthur. C'mon, let's just go tell Elise the good news.
Arthur: Haha! Of course. After you, my love.

With Nyx

C Support

Nyx: Ugh! That's a problem.
Effie: Hey, Nyx. What's wrong?
Nyx: The cap is stuck on this bottle! I need it for my curses.
Effie: Ha! Is that all?! Hand it over. Let me try! ...Urrrrrrrrgh! There— it's open!
Nyx: Effie! You ripped off the top half of the bottle!
Effie: You're going to want to get a new one. That broken glass could be dangerous.
Nyx: No kidding.
Effie: That's all right. I'll fix it. I'll just press the top and bottom together with all my might.
Nyx: I'm pretty sure that won't work on glass.
Effie: With enough pressure, it might! ...I feel really good about this.
Nyx: I feel you're delusional.
Effie: Hold on... Urrrrrrrrgh! ...I wasn't strong enough. I'm sorry. I really let you down.
Nyx: That's OK, Effie. You've done enough already... really.

With Benny

C Support

Effie: Grrrr! Huuaaaagh!
Benny: Uh...what are you doing?
Effie: Isn't it obvious? I'm lifting rocks.
Benny: Right. I guess I was just wondering why.
Effie: Um, it's called strength training. I'd think that you of all people would understand!
Benny: Well, you sure are dedicated. But...you're already pretty strong. This seems like a lot of work, and I can't imagine you getting any stronger...
Effie: Are you kidding me? I have SO much further to go! Hurrrrrrrrgh!
Benny: Er, look. You're struggling. Let me just help you a little bit...
Effie: No! I...well...OK. Whew.
Benny: Looks like you maxed out. It's good to push yourself, but we need you healthy. So just make sure you don't overdo it, OK?
Effie: How can you say that? Overdoing it is the secret to my success! Are you telling me that you never push yourself BEYOND your limits?
Benny: Well, technically, no.
Effie: Well, thanks anyway, I guess. I'll see you on the battlefield.
Benny: Sure.

B Support

Benny: Hmm...
Effie: Benny? What's the matter?
Benny: Effie...I've been thinking. You should sit out the next battle.
Effie: What? Are you mad? I live for battle! I thought you knew me better than this.
Benny: That's just it. I think the battles are consuming you. It's almost like you have no fear of death.
Effie: And?
Benny: "And?" That's all you have to say? You're making my point for me. You need to think about how your death would affect everyone else.
Effie: I'm sorry, but my life will always come second to those I protect.
Benny: You mean Elise.
Effie: Yes, Elise, but everyone else too! even you, Benny. I can only be at peace when I know my fiends are safe. If someone were hurt, and I hadn't done everything in my power to stop it...I couldn't live with myself.
Benny: I understand. It's just...
Effie: What? I've seen you take way more than your fair share of risk on the battlefield too! What would happen if you died? Don't you think about that?
Benny: I try not to.
Effie: We're not that different, Benny. We put others before ourselves. But we're also both very good at what we do. We're not going down without a fight!
Benny: You're right. I apologize.
Effie: It's OK. You were just trying to protect me. I get it!
Benny: I...I suppose. Please, forget I said anything.

A Support

Benny: Effie...do you have a moment?
Effie: Of course, Benny. What's on your mind?
Benny: I have something for you. A mere trinket, but perhaps it may aid you in battle.
Effie: Oh...it's like a little charm! Did...did you make this, Benny?
Benny: Yes...
Effie: Well, it's lovely. And you say it may aid me in battle. How...exactly?
Benny: Well...let me put it this way. It would reassure me if you would wear it. The charm itself possese no power. It's more of a reminder to stay safe.
Effie: I see. Benny, don't you remember our last conversation?
Benny: Yes, of course. We're both sworn to protect others.
Effie: Right. And that means...
Benny: That we are almost always in harm's way. Yes, of course, Effie. I understand. It's just that...I feel we've become close, and I couldn't bear to watch you die.
Effie: I feel the same way, Benny. But...perhaps there's something we can do about it.
Benny: What do you suggest?
Effie: Exercise, of course! We can become sparring partners! We're probably the two strongest warriors around...Working together, we'd be practically unstoppable!
Benny: Heh. I should have known. All right, Effie, we can train together. But you should be aware...I'm not known for pulling punches.
Effie: Pfft. You'll be lucky to pull your own weight when I'm through with you. EN GARDE!
Benny: Oof! Heh. That was a good one, Effie. Now, take off the kid gloves and let us dance! HYAAAAAH!
Effie: Teehee! This is fun!

S Support

Benny: Ah, Effie. There you are.
Effie: Hey, Benny! Ready to run some laps?
Benny: Er, no. Will you marry me?
Effie: Sorry, what was that? It almost sounded like you asked me to marry you...
Benny: Er...yes. That's exactly what I just did. I just noticed that you're holding an axe, and rather tightly, I might add.
Effie: BENNY!
Benny: So, er, is that a yes?
Effie: You can't just blurt a marriage proposal out like that!
Benny: Why not?
Effie: Grr!
Benny: You, uh, just cracked the handle of that axe. Might want to send it for repair---
Effie: Benny. Are you being serious right now? Because if this is a joke...
Benny: Oh, I'm quite serious! I even have a ring.
Effie: That's...actually beautiful. Here, let me just try it on...Oh, it might be a size or two too small. Maybe if I twist it just a little bit...RRRRGH!
Benny: Effie! Stop! Fingers aren't supposed to bend like that!
Effie: *sigh* Fine. That would have worked if you hadn't stopped me. Anyway...yes.
Benny: Yes...you'll marry me? Oh, that's a relief.
Effie: There's just one condition. And it's kind of weird, so get ready.
Benny: I'm listening.
Effie: I want you to hug me as hard as you can. And in return. I will hug you back.
Benny: That's it? Whew, I thought it was going to be something horri---
Effie: IF YOU SURVIVE, we can get married. We got a deal?
Benny: Yes, I can take it. Just give me one moment to gird my loins...
Effie: YAAAAAH!
Benny: HRRRRGH!
Effie: Oh, Benny! You're alive! I'm so happy!
Benny: Am...am I alive? *huff* *huff* Yes, yes, I suppose the pain is a good sign...
Effie: I've always wanted someone to hug with all my might...I'm so happy!
Benny: Me...too. *cough* *cough* Really, me too. I love you, Effie.

With Keaton

C Support

Effie: *huff* *huff* *huff*
Keaton: Effie! What are you doing?
Effie: Oh, hello, Keaton. Just a little light exercise.
Keaton: But that's a whole tree trunk you're lifting! How are you doing that?
Effie: It's simple. I just train hard and make sure to eat right. You know... plenty of red meat and raw eggs.
Keaton: That's weird. I eat TONS of red meat and as many eggs as I can find... But I could never lift anything like that.
Effie: Oh, you're just being modest. Here, catch!
Keaton: Gah! Hrrrrgh! Effie, help!
Effie: Looking good, Keaton. Feel the burn!
Keaton: You... you don't understand... hnnngh. This... is... litterally... killing me... Please! Take it from me!
Effie: Oh, all right. Is that better?
Keaton: Phew! I thought I was done for.
Effie: Please don't take this the wrong way, Keaton, but you need to build some muscle. Not to worry, though. I can design a custom workout plan for you!
Keaton: Gee, Effie. That'd be... great.

With Azama

C Support

Effie: Ow. Heehee!
Azama: Effie, you just sustained a significant wound. Clearly, you're in pain. So, why are you laughing?
Effie: I'm just happy that we won the battle...and I was able to protect you.
Azama: Fascinating. So you value the lives of others more than your own. Truly, you're operating on an advanced karmic level.
Effie: I don't know. The way I see it, I'm just really good at fighting. I don't want to get hurt or die... But it would be even worse if a friend fell in battle and I survived.
Azama: Oh. How disappointing. I thought you had no regard for your physical body. That would be interesting! But I guess you're just a boring old soldier. As such, I'm bored. See you later! (Azama leaves)
Effie: Um...
Azama: (returns) Oh, fine. I'll say it. Thank you for protecting me. I suppose I do appreciate the opportunity to keep this body alive a while longer.
Effie: Great! I'm happy you're still alive.

B Support

Azama: Ah, just as I suspected. I got word that one of our soldiers was badly injured while protecting someone. And who else could it be... The amazing selfless Effie—who has no regard for her own life!
Effie: Oh, Azama. Stop teasing and heal me, will you?
Azama: I can't believe you can maintain such a calm demeanor with an injury like that. You're even JOKING, for crying out loud! Do you even care whether you live or die?
Effie: Well, of course! I couldn't protect other people very well if I were dead, could I?
Azama: Do you realize that I have peered into the abyss of creation? And I can tell you that there are no guarantees in the afterlife. You could be reincarnated as a newt! So, I would caution you to take good care of your body in this plane of existence. I suppose you'd even sacrifice yourself for an enemy, wouldn't you?
Effie: No! No, no, no, no, no. Well...maybe. Only if the situation demanded it somehow.
Azama: You know, under certain circumstance you could be punished for saying that.
Effie: What?! My life's only goal is protecting Lady Elise. All I meant by that was that if I had to protect an enemy to save HER, somehow... I'd do it in a heartbeat.
Azama: Well. It's still treason.
Effie: Oh, please. As if Lady/Lord Avatar deals strictly in black and white... I'm sure (s)he would understand the intent behind my statement.
Azama: You're right. I was just testing the depths of your philosophy. It's unlike any I've encountered before.

A Support

Azama: Effie! Are you in here? They said you sustained a lot of damage...
Effie: Yes. I'm here, Azama.
Azama: You are the most foolish person I have ever known! To think...we spoke in jest about defending an enemy...and then you actually did it! What were you thinking?
Effie: The so-called enemy in question was a child, Azama. He was abandoned by his comrades, and his foot was trapped under a log. Arrows were raining down from above. I couldn't just leave him...
Azama: But when you risk your life like that, you risk the lives of everyone in our camp!
Effie: Don't worry. I haven't met anyone or anything strong enough to kill me. Besides, you'll always be here to rush in and heal me, right?
Azama: Well, I... I wasn't RUSHING. I was briskly walking.
Effie: Heh. If you say so, Azama. In any case, thank you.
Azama: Hmpf.
Effie: Anyway, I seem to have lost a little blood, and it's make me...sleepy... ... Zzzzzz...
Azama: Yes, rest awhile. It'll help your wounds fully heal. *sigh* That look on her face while she's sleeping. It's so...naive. But...endearingly naive. Hmm...

S Support

Azama: Effie, do you have a few minutes to have a philosophical chat?
Effie: I suppose so...but you realize I don't have any injuries at the moment, right?
Azama: What does that have to do with anything?
Effie: Well, you know...it just seems that the only time we talk is when I'm hurt in battle.
Azama: Ah. Of course. Well, this does concern your habit of getting injured in battle, I suppose...
Effie: How so?
Azama: I want to...protect you.
Effie: What do you mean? You protect me all the time...by tending to my wounds.
Azama: I want to protect you BEFORE you get injured. Because I want to live a long and happy life...with you by my side.
Effie: Are you saying what I think you're saying?
Azama: Yes. At first, I was annoyed with your selflessness. It seemed impractical. But as I've come to admit to myself, it has a certain charm. I also admire your fearlessness in the face of unbelievable danger.
Effie: Azama...
Azama: Please, let me finish. I've never said this before—to anyone! I...I love you.
Effie: I was hoping you'd say that. I think I love you, too. You seemed a bit prickly at first... But the way you always rushed in to treat me before anyone else after a battle... I started thinking of you as my hero.
Azama: Well, that IS the word I'd most likely use to describe myself...
Effie: Shh, don't spoil the moment. Anyway, I spend so much time worrying and caring about Elise...it feels nice to have someone who feels the same way about me. So, thank you!
Azama: You're welcome. I would find this existence much less interesting if you were dead.
Effie: Erm...yes. You do need to work on both receiving and giving compliments.

With Hana

With Hayato

C Support

Hayato: OK, steel yourself, Hayato. Here we go... HRRRGH!
Effie: Hayato! Do you need some help with that?
Hayato: What, this trifling load? *hrrrrgh* No, of course not. *huff* *huff*
Effie: Here, let me just help a little bit. HYAH!
Hayato: Gods! You made that look easy!
Effie: So, where do you want this? Over in the storehouse?
Hayato: Well, sure. I mean, now that you're already carrying it, you might as well...
Effie: Are you supposed to move all this stuff? Because I think I can get it in one trip...

(Effie leaves)

Hayato: One trip? All right, I'm not going to lie. It usually takes me at least five trips.
Effie: And there you go. All done!
Hayato: Thanks. I owe you one.
Effie: What's the matter? Did I put it in the wrong place?
Hayato: No, it's just... I can't believe you're that much stronger than me. It's a little embarrassing, to be honest.
Effie: Oh, Hayato. I'm stronger than everyone! It's kind of my thing. Besides, do you even need much strength to cast spells?
Hayato: No, I suppose I don't NEED to be any stronger. But I'm a grown man! I'm tired of being treated as a child. Maybe bulking up a bit would get me the respect I deserve.
Effie: Well, I respect you, Hayato. But I'd also be happy to help you with training.
Hayato: Oh? That sounds good. Especially after that display of raw power...
Effie: Ha! That was nothing. Really. REALLY. I can't wait to show you how strong I am. Uh, I mean...I can't wait to show you how strong YOU can be.
Hayato: Thanks, Effie. I'm looking forward to it.

B Support

Hayato: *huff* *huff* *huff* Whew...
Effie: Hayato...are you OK?
Hayato: Yes, yes, of course. I just didn't realize that your training would be this intense. You do this every day?
Effie: Today's actually my easy day. But after I warm up with a couple hundred more squats, we'll get into it.
Hayato: No...I can't take any more!
Effie: But you looked so good at the start! Now you've just got to push through the pain.
Hayato: Effie, if I push any harder, you will have to push ME back to camp in a barrow. But believe me, I will persist in the long term. I'll be back for more!
Effie: That's the right attitude! You're going to be a pretty scary opponent when you're all beefed up. Just imagine... Raw physical power, plus your magical skills... I'm actually jealous. All I have to offer is my brute strength.
Hayato: Effie, that's hardly a trivial offering. You're almost incomprehensibly strong.
Effie: Sure, but sometimes I feel...lost...in combat. I envy our tacticians.
Hayato: But surely you realize that the mind can be trained—just like a muscle! And I'd be more than willing to help. It would seem a natural exchange.
Effie: You'd do that for me? Thank you, Hayato! I'll definitely take you up on your offer. But I think it's about time we got back to the business at hand—your workout!
Hayato: If we must.

A Support

Hayato: Ugh...please tell me that's it for today. I can't take any more lunges.
Effie: Yes, that's it. Stretch those quads, and we'll call it a day. You're making a ton of progress, you know.
Hayato: Yes, I'm quite pleased. I have more energy, and I've been sleeping soundly at night. Who knows... Maybe someday I'll be known more for my strength than my smarts.
Effie: Oh, Hayato. You'll be known for both.
Hayato: Well, thank you, Effie. Speaking of smarts, we're about due for a lesson, aren't we?
Effie: I suppose so. Although I didn't come away feeling very confident from the last one.
Hayato: Nonsense! You were a fine pupil and showed adequate progress. And besides, I think I have something queued up that will pique your interest. War games!
Effie: Do you think I'm ready for that? I struggled so much last time...
Hayato: Hey, I wasn't ready to do a thousand lunges. But you made me do them anyway.
Effie: Well played. All right, Hayato. I'm game. Let's do it! It's an excuse to spend more time together, if nothing else.
Hayato: Er...
Effie: Did I say something wrong? What is it?
Hayato: No, no. Of course not. I enjoy spending time with you too, Effie. I suppose, as an adult, it's only natural to speak freely about such things.
Effie: Right! There's nothing to be ashamed of. Now, let's get down to battle!

S Support

Hayato: Behold, Effie! This morning, I was able to complete your training regimen with energy to spare.
Effie: That's great, Hayato! You're looking strong.
Hayato: Yes, much stronger than before. I finally feel like an able-bodied adult. And look at you! Your battle tactics have never been sharper. You're formidable!
Effie: Well, I'm learning from the best.
Hayato: You really think I'm the best? That means a lot to me. I suppose all the preparation I've been putting into our lessons has paid off.
Effie: Preparation? I didn't know you were going to those lengths.
Hayato: It's nothing—and I'm happy to do it. Anything to impress a lady such as—
Effie: Lady? Impress? What are you getting at, Hayato?
Hayato: Er...I didn't mean to... *sigh* No use beating around the bush at this point, I suppose. Effie... I like you.
Effie: What?
Hayato: I...uh...that was not the reaction I had hoped for.
Effie: What reaction?
Hayato: You...you just crushed that gauntlet you were holding!
Effie: Oh, I'm sorry... I was just excited!
Hayato: Does that mean you're interested?
Effie: Yes! I...I think I'm actually in love with you, Hayato.
Hayato: Seriously?
Effie: Yes. I can't stop thinking about you, and I'm guessing that the feeling is mutual. I was wondering when you were ever going to get around to letting me know. But now that everything is out in the open, we can just relax and enjoy it!
Hayato: You're so direct. But...I think I like it.
Effie: This is what adults do, Hayato. And we are both adults.
Hayato: Finally! Someone noticed!

With Kana (Female) (Daughter)

C Support

Kana: Mama! Hey, Mama!
Effie: Hm? What's wrong, Kana?
Kana: Look! I picked some pretty flowers for you! They're yellow like the sun!
Effie: Oh, thank you. These daisies are beautiful.
Kana: Do you really like them?
Effie: Of course I do. But you seem to be bringing me a lot of flowers lately. What's gotten into you?
Kana: I just remember that when I was real little, we'd go looking at flowers together. You always smiled so much. And I love your smile, Mama! So I decided to start bringing you lots and lots of flowers to help you smile!
Effie: Oh, Kana. Thank you. Although I do have a favor to ask of you.
Kana: Anything, Mama. What do you need?
Effie: Remember how flowers need time to grow big and strong, just like Mama? Well, when you pick them, it means they can't grow anymore. It hurts them.
Kana: Oh no! I've been hurting them?! It was an accident! I'm sorry, flowers!
Effie: Don't worry, Kana. I'm sure the flowers know you weren't trying to hurt them. You just need to promise not to pick any more flowers, OK?
Kana: OK! But...if I do that, then how can I show you all the neat flowers I find?
Effie: Hmmm... Next time you find some, come and get me. Then we can go look at them together. How does that sound?
Kana: Really? You won't be too busy?
Effie: Of course not. I promise.
Kana: OK, it's a deal! We'll go look at all the nice flowers together! That's MY promise, Mama!

With Dwyer (Son)

With Sophie (Daughter)

C Support

Sophie: Moooooooother!
Effie: Hey there, Sophie.
Sophie: Look! I found some of those flowers you love! Ones just like what you have!
Effie: They're very pretty.
Sophie: Heehee. I'm glad you like them!
Effie: Also, they're very familiar. Where exactly did you find these?
Sophie: That's what's so amazing! They were really close by! I can go back and get you more, if you want. There's a bunch more!
Effie: The thing is...I remember packing the dirt around flowers a lot like these yesterday.
Sophie: Then that means... Oh no! That explains why I hadn't seen these flowers there before! I'm so sorry, Mother!
Effie: Don't sweat it. It's a nice present all the same. Thanks, Sophie.
Sophie: Can...can I go back and plant these again? They'll grow their roots back, right? Awwwww! Why am I always screwing up things like this?!

With Midori (Daughter)

With Mitama (Daughter)

With Rhajat (Daughter)

C Support

Effie: Rhajat, I must speak with you.
Rhajat: Hello, Mother. Why are you making that scary face? Did I do something?
Effie: Well, there's something very important that we must discuss. You have to be honest with me. Is that understood?
Rhajat: O-OK... What is it?
Effie: I heard that a group of villagers asked you to cast a spell upon them. Is that true?
Rhajat: They wanted me to perform a good-luck ritual for their upcoming harvest. I didn't really want to, but they were so insistent that I gave in eventually.
Effie: Well unfortunately, those same people have been complaining about you.
Rhajat: Why would they complain about me? I just complied with their request...
Effie: Well evidently the people who you tried to help have fallen ill. It's some kind of strange sickness that they've never seen before.
Rhajat: I don't know why that would be. But sometimes even benign magic can have unintended side effects...
Effie: These villagers are claiming that your spell is entirely to blame for this affliction. Rhajat, I know that you would never set out to hurt anybody. But you must tell me more about this enchantment. If it did cause the illness, we'll have to find a way to counter the effect. I can't stand to think of anyone fearing you due to baseless assumptions.
Rhajat: Those villagers will be wary of me regardless of what I do. Maybe it doesn't really matter...
Effie: Wh-what do you mean? You don't care if they're afraid of you?
Rhajat: It's just complicated, Mother. You shouldn't involve yourself in this. No good will come of it.

(Rhajat leaves)

Effie: Rhajat! Come back here and explain yourself!

B Support

Effie: I'd better get going. The people in town need my help.
Rhajat: Greetings, Mother...
Effie: Rhajat! Don't sneak up on me like that.
Rhajat: That bag is awfully large. What have you been getting up to?
Effie: Oh, I was just heading out to do some shopping. That's all.
Rhajat: Even you must get exhausted sometimes. Why don't you rest? I'd be more than happy to go to the market for you.
Effie: Oh, that's not necessary. I can do it myself.
Rhajat: Is this supposed shopping trip just a ruse? You're only now leaving the house, and yet that bag is filled to the brim. You were planning to assist those sick villagers, weren't you?
Effie: H-how did you—
Rhajat: I have a keen awareness of events unfolding around me. Do you feel obliged to come to their aid because they blame me?
Effie: No, that's not it at all...
Rhajat: Then what is driving you to help them?
Effie: I can't stand by and watch people suffer. I'm your mother, Rhajat. I know that you would never wish to harm anyone. My actions have nothing to do with you.
Rhajat: You didn't have to sneak around behind my back though...
Effie: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to deceive you. I really must be going. These supplies must be delivered quickly.
Rhajat: Wait... I know that I'm not responsible for this illness. I'll be able to explain everything soon. But I need a little more time...
Effie: Very well. I trust you. Just find me when you're ready to talk.
Rhajat: Thank you for understanding, Mother.

A Support

Rhajat: Here, Mother. I wanted to show you what I've been working on.
Effie: What is this herb, Rhajat? I've never seen it before. Wait a minute. Are you planning to cure the villagers' illness with this?
Rhajat: Precisely. It took longer than I would have liked to mature. I even had to use a bit of light magic to encourage the herb's growth. If I could have brought it to you sooner, I would have. I just needed to make sure it worked first. I'm sorry...
Effie: How did you discover this cure?
Rhajat: It took some time. When the villagers asked me to cast a spell for them, I noticed something strange... There were several people who were coughing profusely. A few of them also looked quite pale...
Effie: So the villagers were already sick before you even cast that spell!
Rhajat: Yes, exactly. I had heard that there was a rare herb that naturally fights illness. I managed to track down some seeds and got to sprouting them right away.
Effie: Why didn't you try to explain yourself to the villagers? They probably wouldn't have been so suspicious if you had spoken up.
Rhajat: My sole concern wasn't their perception of me. It was their health. The most important thing was to find a cure before the sickness got out of control. All I really cared about was you trusting me.
Effie: You can be so stubborn!
Rhajat: Um, why are you hugging me? We need to get this herb to the villagers right away.
Effie: Oh shush! Just let me enjoy this moment. You foolish girl!
Rhajat: Ow, Mother! Let me go already. It hurts when you squeeze me so tightly! Listen, you should help me turn this herb into a tea. That way we can distribute it quickly.
Effie: Yes! Let's cure the villagers and clear up this misunderstanding! Follow me. There's no time to waste!
Rhajat: You're right, Mother.

With Siegbert (Son)

With Forrest (Son)

With Ignatius (Son)

With Velouria (Daughter)

With Percy (Son)

C Support

Percy: Mom, I'm back! Is dinner ready yet?
Effie: Welcome home, Percy! Dinner's on the table. Have a seat.
Percy: No time to wait! I'm gonna dig in!
Effie: Wait a second. Have you washed your hands yet?
Percy: Oops, I forgot. I'll run and wash them.
Effie: Tee hee. Calm down, sweetie. There's plenty of food. What's your rush?
Percy: I have to eat fast... Every moment I'm not training is a missed opportunity. Eat fast, train fast! I need to get big and strong quickly. How else will I be able to keep you safe?
Effie: Oh, you're going to protect me? That's a sweet thought, Percy.
Percy: I promise, I'll never let anything bad happen to you! You can count on me!
Effie: I know I can. But please, slow down for moment to chew your food properly. You won't be able to train if you have a bad tummyache.
Percy: Good point, Mom. For the time being, I'll train myself to eat quickly but efficiently.
Effie: Teehee... Sounds like a plan. Let's eat!

With Ophelia (Daughter)

With Soleil (Daughter)

With Nina (Daughter)

C Support

Nina: Mmm...that was really something. The way those men were chatting like old friends... What could they have been talking about? The mind wanders...
Avatar: Hello, Nina! Back already?
Nina: Gah! Mother?! What are you doing here? I thought you were training! You didn't hear me talking about...stuff... Did you?
Avatar: No, I don't think so. What kind of stuff?
Nina: Nothing! Don't worry about it! Whew...
Avatar: Anyway...before I forget. I wanted to tell you that I straightened up your room. You should really keep it more tidy.
Nina: Mother! That's my private space.
Avatar: Well, private or now, it was awfully dusty. And dust is terrible for your cardiovascular endurance, dear. I cleaned out all kinds of dusty old books and journals from under your bed.
Nina: Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods... PLEASE tell me you didn't open any of those books...
Avatar: What in the world are you mumbling about, Nina?
Nina: My diaries and journals, Mother! Did you read them or didn't you?
Avatar: Oh, please. I have far too much to do to sit around and read you diary. But even if I did, and I discovered something incredibly awkward secret...I wouldn't ever think any less of you. You know that, right?
Nina: What's that supposed to mean? It sounds like you DID read them! Well? Did you or didn't you? ARRRRGH!

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 * '''Effie: '''True... Anyway, Lord Xander, I am still in search of new training methods. Our enemies grow strongre by the day and I fear I am falling behind,
 * '''Xander: '''I understand, Effie. I will give this matter some more thought.
+==== A Support ====
+* '''Xander:''' Effie, I've been giving a great deal of thought to your training regimen. I believe I have arrived at what is hopefully an acceptable solution. Why don't you spar with me?
+* '''Effie:''' Are you serious? I'd be honored to spar with you, milord!
+* '''Xander:''' Then draw your weapon and prepare yourself. I shall not hold back.
+* '''Effie:''' Wait, right this actual second? (weapon clang)
+* '''Effie:''' Gah...I wasn't ready!
+* '''Xander:''' That's no excuse! Come! Attack! (weapon clang)
+* '''Effie:''' Urgh...
+* '''Xander:''' What's wrong with you, Effie? I've seen you in battle—you're better than this! Where's that legendary work ethic? Show me what you've got. NOW!
+* '''Effie:''' Lord Xander! I...I can't!
+* '''Effie:''' Ughhhh... *huff* *huff*
+* '''Xander:''' I must admit, I'm disappointed in you, Effie. Why didn't you give it your all?
+* '''Effie:''' I don't know, milord. I...I just couldn't motivate myself! I don't have a problem sparring with the others... Perhaps it's because you're my superior. Making myself attack you is like making myself attack Lady Elise.
+* '''Xander:''' But sparring is all about imagining you are truly in a fight for your life. Ah, I know. Why not pretend that I have lost my mind?
+* '''Effie:''' Lost your mind, milord? How could that...? No...that simply could never happen!
+* '''Xander:''' That's enough, Effie. You must now force yourself to imagine the impossible. Imagine I have lost all sense of self and am determined to kill Elise. Are you just going to stand there and watch?
+* '''Effie:''' I think I'm going to be sick just thinking about it...
+* '''Xander:''' Now, now. You really do take things quite seriously, don't you? Perhaps I have put you in a tough situation. For that, I apologize. Let's call it a day, shall we? It's time for supper, anyway. A hearty meal would do you good. In fact, I order you to eat to your heart's content.
+* '''Effie:''' Eat as much as I want? Really? Is that going to be OK? Because I'm not sure there would be enough for everyone else...
+* '''Xander:''' Haha! Of course, I had forgotten about your voracious appetite. Well, think of it as a new type of sparring... between you and the cooks. I have a suspicion that this battle will leave you feeling rejuvenated. So! Take up your fork and spoon, and on my command...DESTROY.
+* '''Effie:''' Sir, yes, sir!
+==== S Support ====
+* '''Xander:''' Ah, Effie. Thank you for joining me. I know we're a bit off the beaten path.
+* '''Effie:''' That's all right, milord... It's nice here. And I wanted to thank you for the other day. I think that gigantic meal got me back on track. I'm feeling better!
+* '''Xander:''' Ah, yes. The great battle between the food pantry and Effie was a draw. Not for lack of effort on either side, I might add. I was...impressed.
+* '''Effie:''' Well, thank you again. I'd like to think that all that food is making me stronger as we speak.
+* Xander: Speaking of your training...I have devised a rigorous workout for you.
+* '''Effie:''' Oh? Tell me more!
+* Xander: Feast your eyes...on THIS!
+* '''Effie:''' Milord? All I see is a massive pile of boulders. And I already use those for training.
+* '''Xander:''' Effie, I was thinking of building a home here. A magnificent new villa. And I realized that your training might dovetail nicely with my plans.
+* '''Effie:''' But I don't know anything about construction...
+* '''Xander:''' Never mind that. I have all the details of this new castle worked out. All I need is the brute force to carry, break, and stack the boulders to make walls. What do you think? Would that not be a challenging training regimen?
+* '''Effie:''' It does sound challenging...
+* '''Xander:''' There's one more thing. When the castle is complete, we shall both live there.
+* '''Effie:''' Live...together?
+* '''Xander:''' Yes, as man and wife.
+* '''Effie''': HAHAHAHA! I'm sorry, what?
+* '''Xander:''' I don't understand what's so funny. I'm asking for your hand in marriage! Will you marry me, Effie?
+* '''Effie:''' Gods, you're serious! I...I don't know what to say! Lord Xander... In my most fevered dreams, I never imagined myself as your bride! I mean...you're a prince! I'm just a retainer. How could such an arrangement work?
+* '''Xander:''' I understand your reluctance. So...is that a no?
+* '''Effie:''' Lord Xander, I consider you the greatest leader and man in the kingdom of Nohr. I want to accept your proposal, but...
+* '''Xander:''' Why do you look so uneasy?
+* '''Effie:''' I'm worried that it may affect my relationship with Lady Elise.
+* '''Xander:''' Effie. Darling. I am fully aware of how much you value your relationship with Elise. That is why I have already set aside a room for her in the castle plans.
+* '''Effie:''' You have! Oh, that's so considerate of you! She'll love that! If that is the case, Lord Xander, then my answer is yes. Yes, I will marry you!
+* '''Xander:''' Then it's decided.
+* '''Effie:''' Oh, I can't wait to get to work! Can I go ahead and start?
+* '''Xander:''' Very well, how about starting with this large boulder?
+* '''Effie:''' Large? Pfft. I'm so pumped up right now, this thing looks like a pebble. HRRRGH!
+* '''Xander:''' Gods! Go easy on those boulders, Effie!
 === With [[Leo (Fates)|Leo]] ===