Felix/Supports

With Byleth (Male)

C Support

• Felix: I thought I heard someone. Are you here to train?
• Byleth:
  • Choice 1: Yes.
  • Choice 2: No, just watching.
• Felix: Care to train with me? Waving this sword around alone is boring. And I'm tired of crossing swords with worthless opponents. But you seem like a worthy adversary.

• Byleth:
  • Choice 1: Sure, why not?
  • Choice 2: You think I'm a worthy adversary?

• Felix:
  • choice 1 response: I've always been interested in your technique.
  • choice 2 response: I don't know for certain, but you seem skilled.
• Felix: You learned from the former captain of the Kights of Seiros, and traveled Fódlan fighting as a mercenary. Good sparring partners like you don't grown on trees. But know that I will beat you, and I will surpass your strength.
• Byleth: Why are you so focused on becoming stronger?
• Felix: Why? Hm. I never really thought about that. I learned to thrust a sword before I learned to write my name. Of course, my upbringing wasn't unique. That's how it is for all children in my country. You're of no use if you can't swing a sword, however mighty your Crest might be. It was the perfect environment for me. I could live free of stodgy values and virtues. Grow strong so you may live, and live to grow stronger. That's what I was taught.
• Byleth:
  • choice 1: Do you have any other ambitions?
  • choice 2: You remind me of myself.
• Felix:
  • choice 1 response: Why should I? Nothing's as important as the pursuit of strength.
  • choice 2 response: Now I'm intrigued by your fighting style, and by who you really are...
• Felix: But that's enough idle chatter. Take out your sword. My mind is emptied of all but the thrill of the challenge!

B Support

• Felix: You're certainly not going easy on me. You fight like a mercenary, not a knight. You hunger for victory, pure and simple. You may not be aware of it yourself, but I see it.
• Byleth:
  • choice 1: Should I take that as a compliment?
  • choice 2: Should I take that as a criticism?
• Felix:
  • choice 1 response: Indeed.
  • choice 2 response: No.
• Felix: Knight's ought to have some hunger. I've always thought so. They depend too much on their swords. Only when they're wrested away do knights consider their hands and feet as weapons. That's not how it was for warriors of old. They weren't limited by their tools. Victory is what matters, not the method of achieving it. That's the attitude to adopt. I detect that in your style. It is plain to see.
• Byleth: That doesn't seem like praise...
• Felix: You may take it however you like. I believe the difference between us lies within that hunger. But where does it come from? From the start, I was aiming to win, yet I couldn't defeat you. Then I remembered something you said before...
• Byleth:
  • choice 1: About your aspirations?
  • choice 1: About your upbringing?
• Felix: Indeed. I was raised to value strength above all else. Whereas you had a reason, an ambition, pushing you toward that hunger. So, tell me. What was the reason? Why were you driven to become so strong?
• Byleth:
  • choice 1: To survive.
  • choice 2: To protect the people of Fódlan.
• Felix:
  • choice 1 response: That's a mercenary's answer, to be sure.
  • choice 2 response: Hah! Spoken like a knight. That's not what I would have expected.
• Felix: So that is the source of your hunger. I suppose I must find my own.
• Byleth:
  • choice 1: I'll help you.
  • choice 2: We can find it together.
• Felix: Ah, if we're to get along, I think not. I'll be content if you continue to train with me. Perhaps it will come to me as I swing my sword.

With Byleth (Female)

C Support

• Felix: I thought I heard someone. Are you here to train?
• Byleth:
  • Choice 1: Yes.
  • Choice 2: No, just watching.
• Felix: Care to train with me? Waving this sword around alone is boring. And I'm tired of crossing swords with worthless opponents. But you seem like a worthy adversary.

• Byleth:
  • Choice 1: Sure, why not?
  • Choice 2: You think I'm a worthy adversary?

• Felix:
  • choice 1 response: I've always been interested in your technique.
  • choice 2 response: I don't know for certain, but you seem skilled.
• Felix: You learned from the former captain of the Kights of Seiros, and traveled Fódlan fighting as a mercenary. Good sparring partners like you don't grown on trees. But know that I will beat you, and I will surpass your strength.
• Byleth: Why are you so focused on becoming stronger?
• Felix: Why? Hm. I never really thought about that. I learned to thrust a sword before I learned to write my name. Of course, my upbringing wasn't unique. That's how it is for all children in my country. You're of no use if you can't swing a sword, however mighty your Crest might be. It was the perfect environment for me. I could live free of stodgy values and virtues. Grow strong so you may live, and live to grow stronger. That's what I was taught.
• Byleth:
  • choice 1: Do you have any other ambitions?
  • choice 2: You remind me of myself.
• Felix:
  • choice 1 response: Why should I? Nothing's as important as the pursuit of strength.
  • choice 2 response: Now I'm intrigued by your fighting style, and by who you really are...
• Felix: But that's enough idle chatter. Take out your sword. My mind is emptied of all but the thrill of the challenge!

B Support

• Felix: You're certainly not going easy on me. You fight like a mercenary, not a knight. You hunger for victory, pure and simple. You may not be aware of it yourself, but I see it.
• Byleth:
  • choice 1: Should I take that as a compliment?
  • choice 2: Should I take that as a criticism?
• Felix:
  • choice 1 response: Indeed.
  • choice 2 response: No.
• Felix: Knight's ought to have some hunger. I've always thought so. They depend too much on their swords. Only when they're wrested away do knights consider their hands and feet as weapons. That's not how it was for warriors of old. They weren't limited by their tools. Victory is what matters, not the method of achieving it. That's the attitude to adopt. I detect that in your style. It is plain to see.
• Byleth: That doesn't seem like praise...
• Felix: You may take it however you like. I believe the difference between us lies within that hunger. But where does it come from? From the start, I was aiming to win, yet I couldn't defeat you. Then I remembered something you said before...
• Byleth:
  • choice 1: About your aspirations?
  • choice 1: About your upbringing?
• Felix: Indeed. I was raised to value strength above all else. Whereas you had a reason, an ambition, pushing you toward that hunger. So, tell me. What was the reason? Why were you driven to become so strong?
• Byleth:
  • choice 1: To survive.
  • choice 2: To protect the people of Fódlan.
• Felix:
  • choice 1 response: That's a mercenary's answer, to be sure.
  • choice 2 response: Hah! Spoken like a knight. That's not what I would have expected.
• Felix: So that is the source of your hunger. I suppose I must find my own.
• Byleth:
  • choice 1: I'll help you.
  • choice 2: We can find it together.
• Felix: Ah, if we're to get along, I think not. I'll be content if you continue to train with me. Perhaps it will come to me as I swing my sword.

With Dimitri

C Support

• Dimitri: Hello, Felix. I see you're here to train as well.
• Felix: Go away. Just looking at your face makes me wanna retch.
• Dimitri: Heh. With that mouth of yours, you grow more like your brother every day.
• Felix: Shut up. And stop walking around on your hind legs. You're not fooling me.
• Dimitri: I cannot fathom why you seem to hate me so.
• Felix: Because I know what you really are—a beast, craving blood.
• Dimitri: A beast craving blood, am I? I assume you're speaking of the events two years ago. Last time we met outside the academy?
• Felix: I am. The way you suppressed that rebellion... It was ruthless slaughter and you loved every second. I remember the way you killed your victims. How you watched them suffer. And your face...that expression. All the world's evil packed into it. That was our first battle. I remember it vividly.
• Dimitri: ...
• Felix: Oh, something wrong? Go ahead and deny it, you wild boar.
• Dimitri: I deny nothing, Felix.
• Felix: Well then. I suppose the Dimitri I once knew died during that slaughter in Duscur, along with my brother.
• Dimitri: Perhaps you're right.
• Felix: Hmph. Hurry up and get out of my sight. I don't make a habit of talking to beasts.

B Support

• Felix: You don't look busy. Join me for some training, boar prince.
• Dimitri: And here I thought you had no desire to speak with me.
• Felix: We don't need to speak to clash swords, do we?
• Dimitri: I suppose not. Is that one new? Wait! Where did you get such a blade?
• Felix: Hmph! I suppose you would recognize its value. I came upon a merchant selling weapons and found this among the rest of the steel.
• Dimitri: That pattern around the edge... There's no doubt. It was forged by Zoltan, the master swordsmith!
• Felix: I'm not giving it to you.
• Dimitri: Huh? Oh, I'm just happy to have laid eyes on it. I don't suppose you'd allow me the chance to hold it?
• Felix: Do you take me for a fool? I'm not letting a brute like you swing it around.
• Dimitri: As though I would be careless with something so valuable.
• Felix: I recall when you were nine years old, you swung a sword so hard you snapped it clean in two.
• Dimitri: Come now, that was so long ago! I'm hardly the fool I was then.
• Felix: Heh. So you say, yet House Fraldarius still told that story for years. ...
• Dimitri: What's wrong, Felix?
• Felix: How pointless. No use talking about someone who's long dead. Looking at your face is making me angry. I'm going to find a different training partner. Farewell, Your Beastliness.
• Dimitri: What is going on with him...

A Support

• Felix: I have a question for you. Answer quickly before my hand slips and I cut you in half.
• Dimitri: Always so ominous. Well? What is it, Felix?
• Felix: Sometimes you have an animal's face, contorted with anger and bloodlust. At other times, a man's, with a friendly smile. Which is your true face?
• Dimitri: Do not waste your breath on questions with such obvious answers. They are both the real me. My father, my friends, Glenn... they all meant a great deal to me. And they were all brutally slaughtered. I alone survived. If I do not shoulder the anguish and regret they must have felt, who will?
• Felix: Hah. So, that's how you justify your atrocities.
• Dimitri: What do you mean?
• Felix: "I will fulfill my duty to the late king." My old man used to say that over and over, like a mantra. How nauseating. No one seems to understand. The dead won't acknowledge your loyalty. They don't care. What a load of bunk it is, pretending to serve a corpse. You're serving your own ego.
• Dimitri: You are wrong.
• Felix: No, I'm not. The dead are dead, the living are living. You have to respect that boundary. If you keep stringing gravestones around your neck, you'll snap.
• Dimitri: Even still... I cannot forget them, nor can I let them go.
• Felix: Then keep those thoughts to yourself. If you're too weak to do that, abandon your throne. Become a grave keeper.
• Dimitri: Felix...
• Felix: I'm not immune to emotion, you know. Far from it. I haven't gone a day without questioning why my father and brother had to die, while I survived. I'll bear this pain until the day I die, but I refuse to wallow in it. I have more important things to do than blubber for my whole life.
• Dimitri: ... Heh. You know, Felix, you really are growing more and more like your brother. Always so sarcastic, and constantly looking for a fight. But deep inside, more than anyone, you–
• Felix: What are you getting at?
• Dimitri: Oh... It's nothing. But allow me to thank you. Your perspective has opened my eyes.
• Felix: Hmph. Not my intention. I couldn't stand the pathetic look on your face. That's all.
• Dimitri: I see. If you say so, then we will leave it at that.

With Bernadetta

C Support

• Bernadetta: Oh no. It's Felix. He's coming right at me. If I run, he'll chase me. Maybe if I just hold really, really still...
• Felix: ...
• Bernadetta: ...
• Felix: Ahem.
• Bernadetta: Whatever it is, I didn't do it! I swear! Unless I'm offending you just by standing here?!
• Felix: No. Here. I believe this is yours.
• Bernadetta: Huh? Oh. Yeah, that's my satchel. Wait, wh-where did you get that?!
• Felix: Stop asking questions and just take it.
• Bernadetta: No! Trap! It's a trap!
• Felix: Why are you acting like this?
• Bernadetta: Acting?! Does this terror on my face look fake to you?!
• Felix: You're being difficult. Come on, this is yours.
• Bernadetta: I can't! Your icy glare has frozen me completely!
• Felix: Shut up! Just take the thing.
• Bernadetta: No! P-please don't kill me!
• Felix: What? Who's going to—
• Bernadetta: Sword! He's got a sword! Aaaah!
• Felix: My sword! how did you—
• Bernadetta: I can't do this anymore! (Exits)
• Felix: What an odd girl. But she's certainly caught my attention. I've never seen that technique before. Oh. I still have to give this back to her.

B Support

• Felix: You.
• Bernadetta: Ah! What'd I do?! Am I in your way? I'm in your way. I know. I get it. I'm sorry. I can't stand the sight of me either!
• Felix: I never said that. Stay right there. You're always running away. You must really find me irritating.
• Bernadetta: Irritating, I know! I completely— What? No, I mean, I know I'm irritating, but—Huh?
• Felix: Stop. Do you remember when you came up behind me and knocked the sword from my hands? I need you to teach me that technique.
• Bernadetta: Sword? Teach? Technique?! That's, um, that's a joke, right? Because that's...that's just about the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard.
• Felix: Maybe so. But I saw you do it. You don't remember? You moved like a flash, and before I knew it—
• Bernadetta: Nope! Wasn't Bernie. You must have dreamed it. Unless my accuser dares to produce some evidence.
• Felix: Yes, evidence. I still have your satchel. See?
• Bernadetta: Oh, my satchel. W-wait, that? No, that's, um... That's not mine. You can't prove it's mine!
• Felix: You know it's yours.
• Bernadetta: I'm innocent—I swear! Merciful Seiros, save me!
• Felix: This is getting nowhere. But, hmm... Maybe I should corner her like last time. Then she'll use the technique without thinking.
• Bernadetta: Aaaah!
• Felix: ...
• Felix: Never mind. I'm done here.
• Bernadetta: Lies! All lies! I didn't do any—Huh? Wh-where'd he go?

A Support

A Support 1

• Felix: That's Bernadetta. Those thugs are pursuing her. What did the weakling expect, running ahead? I can't leave her alone for one second...
• Rogue: You really ran us around, little lady. Nowhere to run now, though.
• Bernadetta: Ah! It's all over! I'm done for!
• Rogue: Wha—My sword!
• Felix: Ah! The technique! No. I can't stand by and watch. You're not hurt are you?
• Bernadetta: Felix? Is that really you? Thank you so much! I was sure I was finished. You saved my life! I can never repay—Huh?
• Felix: Shut your mouth and calm down. I should be thanking you.
• Bernadetta: Um... What?
• Felix: When you were surrounded, I got to see you use your technique again. I get it now. For just a moment, you flail your limbs like a wild creature. If I could learn to do that, I'd be unstoppable.
• Bernadetta: Uh, in that care, I'm...happy to help?
• Felix: I would be even more impressed if you hadn't been screaming the whole time.
• Bernadetta: Hey, come one! I was running for my life! Don't make fun of me for—Huh? No way...
• Bernadetta: ...
• Felix: Why are you staring at me?
• Bernadetta: You're actually smiling! Not like a sarcastic smirk either—a big goofy grin from ear to ear! You're just a big old nut, aren't you Felix? Once you get through the shell, there's all sorts of good stuff inside.
• Felix: You don't know me.
• Bernadetta: Aww, there's that shell again.
• Felix: OK, that's it! Quit making fun of me!
• Bernadetta: Ah! I didn't mean anything by it! I'm sorry!

A Support 2

• Bernadetta: Hey Felix! Can I talk to you for a minute?
• Felix: What is it? I'm listening. (Fade out)
• Bernadetta: Look, over there! Isn't that a cute kitty?!
• Felix: Oh, I agree. I don't dislike cats. (Fade out)
• Bernadetta: Here, try this. It's candy, but I promise it isn't sweet.
• Felix: No, thank you. Sweet or not, I don't eat candy. (Fade out)
• Bernadetta: Hey, are you busy? I've got this great book, and...
• Felix: What are you doing?
• Bernadetta: Huh?
• Felix: Why are you so concerned with me? More importantly, didn't you used to be shy?
• Bernadetta: Oh, I'm shy as ever.
• Felix: Then why are you following me around?
• Bernadetta: That's, um... Well, you know how ghosts are only scary because you can't see or talk to them?
• Felix: You're saying I'm a ghost.
• Bernadetta: What?! No! It was, uh, just a metaphor!
• Felix: Heh. There you are, foolish as ever.
• Bernadetta: That's it! You're smiling again!
• Felix: What?
• Bernadetta: That's why I've been working so hard to talk to you. I wanted to see you smile again.
• Felix: Heh. I'm disappointed. Such a trivial reason. You're pestering me without a hint of fear, just to see me smile. You've really grown up.
• Bernadetta: Um... Yeah, I guess. Wait, why are you being nice? Did something terrible happen?! Did you have a falling-out with an old friend or something?!
• Felix: ...
• Bernadetta: This is the part where you angry at me, isn't it?
• Felix: Uh... Come on. You were saying something about a book I should read?
• Bernadetta: Really?! Well, um... It's, um... This one! If you wouldn't mind...

With Dedue

C Support

• Felix: Hold a moment, dog.
• Dedue: Are you speaking to me?
• Felix: I don't see anyone else here, do you? You're that boar's lapdog.
• Dedue: Do not mock His Highness.
• Felix: Ha, spoken like a good pet. Why do you follow him with such devotion? Do you really think a man like that is worth it?
• Dedue: Faerghus destroyed my homeland. Burned it all to the ground. Slaughtered my people.
• Felix: The punishment of Duscar.
• Dedue: My father, my mother, my siblings—all were killed. We received no aid. No respite. Faerghus murdered our dignity and torched our pried. His Highness is different. He is the only one who sees my people as human. He risked his life to save mine. And it is thanks to him that I no longer wish for death.
• Felix: That's what we call "blind obedience." Tell me. Would you give your life for him?
• Dedue: Yes.
• Felix: And what if he commanded you to join him in a senseless massacre?
• Dedue: I would do it.
• Felix: Even a massacre of children, or the elderly, or your own comrades?
• Dedue: Without hesitation. You have misunderstood me. I am the sword and shield of His Highness. Weapons do not have a will of their own.
• Felix: Blind obedience. You're right. I did misunderstand. I shouldn't have called you a lapdog. You're a rabid cur. You and the boar prince make quite a team—two crazed animals.
• Dedue: I warned you not to mock His Highness. I am aware you have a history of friendship with him, but one more word...
• Felix: I've said my piece. Scamper back to your master.

B Support

• Felix: Hey, wait.
• Dedue: What is it.
• Felix: You defended me in battle. Why?
• Dedue: His Highness does not wish for our military strength to be depleted. The loss of your strength would be significant.
• Felix: You are a colossal idiot. One slip-up and you would have died. You think he would've been happy about that?
• Dedue: No, I do not.
• Felix: Then why protect me? I thought you were his mindless weapon, his sword and shield.
• Dedue: I heard about your brother. He was at Duscur. He died to protect His Highness.
• Felix: He did, but I don't see that that has to do with anything. Are you repaying some kind of debt? I hope you're not going to praise his death. I heard enough of that from my old man.
• Dedue: I will not praise it, then. Instead I will say I would have done the same in his position. Is it really so unnatural to put one's life on the line to protect a brother in arms?
• Felix: To hear a rabid dog call me a "brother in arms"...
• Dedue: Your insults are merely an attempt to avoid addressing me as what I am. I am a man of Duscur. Yet you were concerned for my life.
• Felix: "Concerned" is a strong word. Your death would have been unpleasant. That's all.
• Dedue: Coming from you, that is enough.
• Felix: What's that supposed to mean? I just meant—Never mind! OK, go ahead, protect me. But if you act like a fool and get yourself killed, I'll kill you.
• Dedue: How can you kill me, if I am already dead?
• Felix: I... You-you know what I meant!

With Ashe

C Support

• Ashe: Hm. I must have left it in the library... Oh. Is that Felix?
• Felix: ...
• Ashe: Hey, Felix! This is a surprise. I didn't think you had much interest in books. I'm already finished with that one. You can borrow it, if you'd like.
• Felix: No need. I was just curious who it belonged to.
• Ashe: Why not read a few pages, at least, while you've got it open? I think you'd really like it. The plot is pretty different from a typical knight's tale, but it's still really good. Do you like stories about adventure and chivalry?
• Felix: No. I despise them.
• Ashe: Yeah, well... Have you tried reading any? You might find them really interesting. I know I do!
• Felix: What do you find so interesting?
• Ashe: Well, for one thing, the knights in these stories are always gallant and brave. And they always value things like friendship, loyalty, and justice. That's the kind of knight I want to be.
• Felix: Ridiculous. Friendship, loyalty, justice. Only fools allow their lives to be ruled by such nonsense. Fools who get themselves killed for nothing, only to be celebrated as heroes in books like this. Writers of these stories are worse than tyrants. They seize control of people's thoughts.
• Ashe: That's a little much. I was only interested in—
• Felix: I don't care. Such blind enthusiasm is dangerous. Be more moderate in your passions.
• Ashe: You know something, Felix?
• Felix: ...
• Ashe: You are exactly like the knight in this story!
• Felix: Excuse me?
• Ashe: On the surface, he's sarcastic and intimidating. But underneath, he's kind and cares for his friends. In the end, they become heroes together and conquer all obstacles!
• Felix: Disgusting. Stop looking at me like that.
• Ashe: Oh! See? Right there! That's just what I mean! You sound exactly like him!
• Felix: ...
• Ashe: I'm going to lend you this book. Really, I insist. Just give it a read, all right? Trust me. And you can tell me what you think when you're done.
• Felix: Why is this happening...

B Support

• Ashe: Why, Lonato? Oh. Hey, Felix.
• Felix: I suppose your thoughts are still with Lord Lonato.
• Ashe: I'm fine. I'm just frustrated by how little I was able to do. I know he was trying to protect me, but Lonato never really told me anything. In the end, I don't think I understood his feelings at all.
• Felix: ...
• Ashe: You said it yourself. Be more moderate in your passions. To me, he always seemed like a knight out of a story. And I was so caught up in my ideals. I turned a blind eye to his sadness, his hatred...even when they were right in front of me. I guess I'm pretty far from real knighthood, huh?
• Felix: Perhaps. Yet knowing someone well does not mean you know how they feel. Whether family or friend. To know someone's sorrow and turn blindly from it... That is the act of a fool. But pursuing your ideals is not foolish.
• Ashe: But before...you said...
• Felix: I said to be moderate in your passions, not to abandon your ideals. It's OK to be who you are.
• Ashe: Thank you. Hearing you say that means a lot.
• Felix: Ah, I almost forgot. You lent me this.
• Ashe: Oh, the book I lent you... I'm guessing you hated it.
• Felix: Actually, I already knew the story. My brother used to read it to me all the time.
• Ashe: Must have dug up some old feelings, then?
• Felix: I suppose.
• Ashe: That's just what I'd expect the knight in the story to say! It's not just the way you talk either. It's who you are as a person, deep down.
• Felix: Heh. Well, I think you're like the squire in the book. He's only half a knight, but he's bold and gregarious. And he always does his best. Don't stop being that half-knight, OK?
• Ashe: You got it. I'll become the kind of knight only I can be!

With Sylvain

C Support

• Sylvain: Hey, Felix, you free? You don't look very busy. Let's go find some girls to chat with.
• Felix: Chat with them by yourself. You're interrupting my training.
• Sylvain: Hey, come on. Don't talk like that. How long have we known each other?
• Felix: Long enough if you ask me. We only know each other because of our parents' friendship. I didn't have a say in it.
• Sylvain: Is that how it went? Huh. I remember it more like you always following me around. Whenever there was something wrong-like you lost to your brother or you fought with Dimitri-you'd come crying to me. You were so meek and pure back then, cute even... like a baby brother.
• Felix: That's enough.
• Sylvain: What?
• Felix: I said, "That's enough."
• Sylvain: Hey! Sorry. I just came to see if you wanted to pick up some girls. I didn't mean to get on your nerves.
• Felix: Look. You've been getting on my nerves for years. I've tried to be patient with you, but I'm tired of holding my tongue. You're reckless in your personal affairs and in battle. And you're always prattling on about women!
• Sylvain: Well, if a man sees a pretty girl, he can't just let her pass by without commenting. That's just rude.
• Felix: You're insatiable. Do you ever stop? Certainly not to practice your sword technique. You always skip training. And you never consider how your actions hurt others...or how you hold them back.
• Sylvain: That's never my intention. Come on, you know me better than that. I'm not really- Look, if that's the impression I've given you, then I'm sorry.
• Felix: Hmph.

B Support

• Felix: Sylvain. I want to apologize for the other day.
• Sylvain: The other day? What are you talking about, Felix? Is this a trap?
• Felix: You know... when I called you "insatiable."
• Sylvain: Oh, that? Can't say it didn't hurt, but you have nothing to apologize for. I mean, you've said worse, Felix. Considerably worse. Come on, we've known each other since we were kids. We're not going to let your constant verbal abuse get in the way of our friendship, are we?
• Felix: No, I suppose not.
• Sylvain: Whenever I started doing something dumb, you'd yell at me about it.
• Felix: And whenever you dragged me into something, Ingrid would find out and start lecturing us.
• Sylvain: All these years and not much has changed, has it? But you're different, Felix. You used to be so, I don't know... carefree when we were young. Now you're the exact opposite.
• Felix: Well, you're not any different. Good-for-nothing then. Good-for-nothing now.
• Sylvain: Again with the abuse! This from the guy who's always been by that good-for-nothing's side. So did you come to apologize or to insult me?
• Felix: I was on my way to train and I saw you. That's all.
• Sylvain: You're off to train? Again? Now who's insatiable?
• Felix: Better than sitting idle like you.
• Sylvain: A little idleness would do you some good, pal. Come on. Let me buy you something to eat.
• Felix: No.
• Sylvain: You have to choose, Felix. Our friendship, or your training.
• Felix: My training. Good-bye for now.
• Sylvain: What did—is he—Wait, Felix! I'll come train too. Wait up!

A Support

A Support 1

• Felix: Sylvain. Eat these.
• Sylvain: What are "these", Felix? Oh, hey, is this candy?
• Felix: A girl in town gave them to me, but I don't want them.
• Sylvain: Right, you don't like sweet stuff. Thanks, I'll eat them later. So, what do you need? Want me to help you get closer to a girl? Just point her out.
• Felix: You're incorrigible. No. I wanted to thank you for your help in battle. If you hadn't spotted that enemy ambush, I would have been killed.
• Sylvain: Nah, I didn't do anything special. Friends help each other out, especially on the battlefield. Just a little give and take, ya know?
• Felix: You never change.
• Sylvain: Nope. I try to stay on an even keel.
• Felix: You're always...
• Sylvain: Always what?
• Felix: Nothing.
• Sylvain: Come on. If you've got something on your mind, then say it.
• Felix: Maybe I'll tell you later. Maybe I won't.
• Sylvain: Fair enough. I'll be having something to eat while you're deciding...whatever it is you're deciding. Actually, come with me. My treat. If you do want to talk, then I'm right there.
• Felix: OK, just this once. Only because you saved my life.
• Sylvain: Free food, possible conversation, and when we're done, we can find some girls.
• Felix: ... (Exits)
• Sylvain: It was a joke! Felix, I was joking! Come on, let's just go eat.

A Support 2

• Felix: Sylvain.
• Sylvain: (Off screen) Hey, Felix. I'm glad you're safe.
• Felix: You irresponsible fool! Protecting me like that. You're so weak, and yet you always...always...
• Sylvain: Look, it doesn't matter, as long as you're safe. You can go on living, while I...

• Felix: Stop kidding around. You're not going to die. I won't let you. (He enters Sylvain's room)
• Sylvain: Heh heh... Nah, I won't die on you. I promise. You think something like this could kill me? No way. A little magic will take care of the wound. Some bed rest then I'm good to go out and do it all over again.
• Felix: Sylvain!
• Sylvain: Oh, come on. That was funny. It's not like you to be so concerned.

• Felix: You really are a fool. The biggest in all of Fódlan. I thought something was off. There's no way you could die from such a small cut. You're so reckless and inattentive, I thought this might be divine punishment.
• Sylvain: Hey! That's not nice! You should be thanking me.
• Felix: I am grateful. You've been doing this ever since we were children. Constantly fooling around, but then showing up and helping when we really need you. I'll admit, seeing that smile on your face, I almost want to give you a hug. Almost.
• Sylvain: A hug? Did you get hit on the head? Come on. Tell me you want to hug me again. I liked it.

• Felix: Hmph! I won't be repeating it, you half-wit. You're obviously fine, so I'll leave now.
• Sylvain: You know how we grew up together?
• Felix: Obviously.
• Sylvain: Do you remember the promise we made when we were kids? About sticking together until we die?

• Felix: I remember.
• Sylvain: Well, I'm really not trying to get myself killed before you. You know that, right?
• Felix: I know... I know. But I'm tired of these close calls. You have to stop fooling around. Take your training more seriously. You can die whenever you please, but I'm not going down with you.
• Sylvain: OK, I get it. Once I've healed, I'll get my act together.
• Felix: Hmph. Then I hope you have a speedy recovery.
• Felix: (Off screen) Sylvain? Thank you.
• Sylvain: That's what friends are for, Felix.

With Mercedes

C Support

• Mercedes: Here you go, Felix. Have some tea.
• Felix: Oh. Hm.
• Mercedes: Sorry, but we're all out of cakes. Should I make some more?
• Felix: Please don't.
• Mercedes: Oh, your clothes are so dirty! Let me wash them for you.
• Felix: Mercedes, what's wrong with you?
• Mercedes: There's nothing wrong with me. I'm just making tea. Is there something wrong with that?
• Felix: You're not my mother. You don't have to bother with all this. I can do without it.
• Mercedes: I...I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to be rude. You just remind me so much of my little brother...
• Felix: I do?
• Mercedes: Yes. His name was Emile. We have different fathers, but we grew up in the same household. That is, until I was about eight or nine years old. I haven't seen him since then...
• Felix: Sorry to state the obvious, but I'm not your brother. I'm not Emile. Can't you find someone else to bother?
• Mercedes: Oh! I'm so sorry. I'll leave you alone. Please, help yourself to more tea if you'd like. I can leave the pot. Good-bye.
• Felix: I am me—Felix Hugo Fraldarius. There is no one else. Brother...

With Annette

C Support

• Annette: ♪ Today's dinner is steak and then a cake that's yummy yum... Now it's time to fill my tummy tummy tum... ♪ ♪ Oh, this mountain of sweets, and treats that I long to eats... Oh, stacks of steaks and cakes and crumbs and yums... ♪
• Felix: I hope I'm not interrupting.
• Annette: Felix! You weren't listening, were you?
• Felix: I heard enough to know that you're hungry.
• Annette: No! I mean... Well, yes. At least tell me you didn't see the dance?
• Felix: You have nice footwork. Get something to eat. I can take over watering the plants.
• Annette: ...
• Felix: ...
• Annette: YOU'RE EVIL, FELIX!
• Felix: And you're shouting.
• Annette: You can't just spy on people while they're singing without even saying anything! It's not right!
• Felix: I actually did call out that I was coming in. It's not my fault you didn't hear.
• Annette: Well.. You need to speak louder, then! Ugh, this is so embarrassing... And of course I was singing some silly food song I made up. I should have been singing about... bears! Or swamp beasties!
• Felix: I didn't realize there were songs about bears and swamp beasties. That food song seemed to be close to your heart. Your stomach isn't far from your heart' after all.
• Annette: Oh, you are the worst!

(Annette runs off screen)

• Felix: Huh. What was that about? I better water these plants. Wouldn't want them to get thirsty, or they might start singing too.

With Ingrid

C Support

• Ingrid: Felix, there you are. I've been looking all over for you. Time for our tactics lecture. You'll be there, won't you?
• Felix: Those things are such a waste of time.
• Ingrid: Nonsense. You're going to be there.
• Felix: Must I?
• Ingrid: Why is this such a chore? You went last time. Though you did all you could to disrupt things, as I recall. Brazenly rambling on about clear-cutting a nearby forest to secure a marching route. And attacking an enemy base, stealing their horses. You were incredibly disruptive and even rude.
• Felix: I was offering my honest opinion.
• Ingrid: Then, you left before we were finished! What do you suppose happened after that?
• Felix: I have no idea.
• Ingrid: Well, the conversation got quite lively. We all began breaking down the viability of your somewhat maniacal plan. And apparently, similar tactics have been used to turn the tides of historic battles.
• Felix: That may be an exaggeration. Successful armies must be able to handle unexpected situations. That starts with weapon mastery and creative tactics.
• Ingrid: If you didn't have so much battlefield experience, you wouldn't be capable of such unique strategies. Which is why we need people like you—people who think creatively—to lead the army.
• Felix: Now you're just massaging my ego.
• Ingrid: When have you ever minded? We need you there. Just come on.
• Felix: Mm-hmm.

With Lysithea

C Support

• Lysithea: Mmmmm...yum. Mmmm... Ahh, so delicious! I'm so content in this moment.
• Felix: ...
• Lysithea: Felix!
• Felix: Lysithea. You look mortified.
• Lysithea: How long have you been there? Were you watching me? You were, weren't you?
• Felix: I was, yes.
• Lysithea: Ugh, for once I thought I had some privacy.
• Felix: Did you say something?
• Lysithea: Huh? Nope. Didn't say anything at all. Here.
• Felix: What's this for?
• Lysithea: I'm buying your silence... with cake. Take it.
• Felix: I'm not sure what to be silent about.
• Lysithea: If people knew I was shoveling cake into my face by the fistful, they'd think me nothing more than a child!
• Felix: Adults eat cake.
• Lysithea: You'll never understand. Just take this, will you!?
• Felix: No. I don't like sweets.
• Lysithea: Does your refusal mean you'll be telling everyone about my cake-shoveling ways?
• Felix: I just don't like sweets, that's all.
• Lysithea: Nonsense! Nobody can resist something so delicious. Look, I'm giving you this cake whether you like it or not. Eat it, toss it, throw it at an unsuspecting victim—the choice is yours. Just please don't mention this to anyone.
• Felix: What was her problem? And what am I supposed to do with this cake?

B Support

• Lysithea: Mmmm! Ahh yes! These are the moments I live for!
• Felix: I don't understand you.
• Lysithea: You again?! Can't you see I'm busy?
• Felix: Trust me, I didn't mean to interrupt.
• Lysithea: So, how did you like the cake? I bet you ate it, didn't you? I knew it was irresistible. What was the experience like? I'm curious, from a research perspective.
• Felix: I don't know. I didn't eat it. I gave it to some kid.
• Lysithea: You...gave it to some...undeserving child?!
• Felix: We've been over this. I don't like sweets.
• Lysithea: Cake is not a "sweet." Cake is the divine essence of the heavens!
• Felix: Everyone has their own tastes.
• Lysithea: That's true, but life without cake is no life at all. Your divisiveness regarding cake is inexcusable.
• Felix: I'm not sure why you're so fixated on this.
• Lysithea: I simply can't resist the spongy magnificence of cakes. I don't understand how you can be so dispassionate about it.
• Felix: I don't know. I just don't like it.
• Lysithea: Just try a bite. Come on. Open up!
• Felix: No. I already told you, I don't want it.
• Lysithea: But I made this one. With care and attention—love even. Ah, And I went light on the sugar, just for you!
• Felix: Not light enough, I'd bet. If I eat this, will you stop bothering me?
• Lysithea: More or less. Just don't give it to some silly child this time.

(Lysithea walks off screen)

• Felix: Let's get this over with.

A Support

• Lysithea: Felix! I've awaited this fated day!
• Felix: You don't change. Still prattling on about it.
• Lysithea: Aw, come on. I just wanted to hear what you thought of the cake I gave you.
• Felix: Uh... It was edible.
• Lysithea: If by edible you mean incredible, then yes! I agree.
• Felix: It was satisfying and lightweight. I imagine it would be quite useful as a battlefield provision.
• Lysithea: Please refrain from lumping delectable cake into the same category as provisions.
• Felix: You're upset and I don't understand why. I'm complimenting the cake. You cured my dislike of sweets. For that I thank you.
• Lysithea: You have an interesting way of giving compliments, but I'm glad you liked it.
• Felix: Yes. Got any cakes on you?
• Lysithea: You say that as thought I just carry cake on me at all times! Did you want some?
• Felix: That's not what I meant. If you've baked a cake, however, I wouldn't object to eating a slice.
• Lysithea: If cake is what you want, you can just ask me directly. It just so happens I have a brand-new recipe I tried out, special for you. It's delicious and not overly sweet. Perfect for you.
• Felix: OK.
• Lysithea: Go on—take a bite!
• Felix: Mmm.
• Lysithea: You love it! I can tell. Here, try this one out too!
• Felix: Mmm.
• Lysithea: See! So amazing, huh? Just keep working on that sweet tooth of yours. Then we can share cake notes and eat cake together all the time. That is... It just sounds nice is all.
• Felix: Mmm? OK. That does sound nice.

With Seteth

C Support

• Felix: May I help you, Seteth?
• Seteth: Finally noticed me, I see. Good to see that you are so dedicated to your training.
• Felix: Do you have need of my sword?
• Seteth: No, this is not a military matter. I would like to discuss the distance you seem to be keeping from the others.
• Felix: "Distance"? I don't follow.
• Seteth: I have noticed that you like to keep other at arm's length. And in most cases, quite a bit further.
• Felix: Hmph. Keeping a close eye on me. They don't share my values. That's all.
• Seteth: Is that why you train alone? Because your friends do not share your values?
• Felix: You seem displeased. I suppose you're going to tell me, "To defeat your enemies, you must have dependable allies."
• Seteth: That's not exactly how I would phrase it, but having good relationships with your allies is essential in combat. I am sure you realize that it is easier to bond with people when you interact with them more. There are limits to what one person can do alone. Great things cannot be achieved without allies.
• Felix: You sound like my father. You're saying it's in my own interest to make friends?
• Seteth: To put it simply, yes. As much as you possibly can. To be honest, I envy you. Because I know what it is like to not have many people to call friends.
• Felix: I wouldn't have guessed that. There are so many devout believers.
• Seteth: I am talking about friends. People to speak with on equal terms. You have many friends here. You should take care to attend to them.
• Felix: I'll consider your advice, but I'm not usually one to change my mind.

(Felix walks off screen)

• Seteth: Ah, to be young.

B Support

• Seteth: Hello, Felix. Training alone again, I see.
• Felix: Spying on me again, I see.
• Seteth: It is not my intention to spy. I am merely concerned about you. I do not think you have been keeping your friends at a distance because you dislike them personally. Rather, I think what bothers you is their concept of proper knighthood. Is that not so?
• Felix: Hmph. You really have been watching me closely. You're correct. I don't understand why they revere knighthood. I won't be friends with anyone who believe in that nonsense.
• Seteth: Do you feel that way because of what happened in the Tragedy of Duscur? I have heard the story. Your brother was one of the royal knights. He gave his life to defend the prince.
• Felix: My brother was doing his job. My father is the real problem. When my brother's armor was brought back to the castle, do you know what he said? "He died like a true knight." Chivalry begets the worship and glorification of death. Am I alone in finding that grotesque? I suppose you'll excommunicate me for blaspheming like this.
• Seteth: Not at all. I am not a knight, so I have intentions of lecturing you about chivalry. So long as one's conduct is consistent with the teachings of the goddess, it is up to the individual to decide right from wrong.
• Felix: In that case, I'd like you to formally pardon me for not having friends.
• Seteth: You require no such pardon. This is merely advice from an old man to a younger one. As unwavering as your convictions may be, the others also feel strongly about their beliefs. If you hate all those whose beliefs are different from yours, you will hate everyone eventually. People with exactly the same beliefs as you simply do not exist.
• Felix: ...
• Seteth: You do not have to change your beliefs, of course. But you do have to accept that others feel differently. That is my advice to you. I will speak no more of it.
• Felix: Seteth. Can I ask one thing? Why are you going out of your way to tell me this? Why bother with me at all?
• Seteth: Because I trust you. Now that I have heard what you have to say, I trust you even more. I am also a rather eccentric person. I thought you and I might get along.
• Felix: I see. You've gone to so much trouble, I may have to start making an effort as well.
• Seteth: Good. Do not take this the wrong way, but I hope you will surpass my expectations.