Olivia/Warriors Supports

With Sakura

• Sakura: Umm... Hello, Olivia...
• Olivia: Oh! Lady Sakura! ...Is there something I can do for you?
• Sakura: Oh, um... I just... wanted to tell you how beautiful I think your dancing is!
• Olivia: How sweet of you, Sakura! I'm blushing! I'm still a long way from good... But... I'll proudly accept such kind praise from a princess I admire!
• Sakura: Admire?! I haven't done anything worthy of admiration!
• Olivia: You always tend to everyone with such loving care--no matter how tired you are! Whenever I see that, I'm always amazed by the size of your heart.
• Sakura: But... you're amazing too, Olivia!
• Olivia: No! Don't say such nice things! I'll die of embarrassment!
• Sakura: Well...
• Olivia: ...
• Sakura: Olivia... I think you should have a bit more confidence in yourself and your skill.
• Olivia: Confidence? Hm. That's not the first time I've been told something like that... Someone once told me to be more Olivia the Bold and bless Olivia the Mouse...
• Sakura: Olivia the... Mouse? ...Oh! That reminds me of this one time I did some extra training to make me braver. Maybe if you did some training like that, it'd raise your confidence too!
• Olivia: You think so? Tell me more about this training, Lady Sakura!
• Sakura: Um, if I remember, you have to straighten your back and puff out your chest...
• Olivia: I see... Posture is important in dance too. Maybe there's something to this...
• Sakura: The next step is to have a battle cry... Something loud and commanding...
• Olivia: Loud and commanding, huh? ...This might be tougher than I thought.
• Sakura: I didn't do very well with this part either, to be honest...
• Olivia: Well, I've learned anyone can get better at anything if they practice!
• Sakura: ...You're right! OK... Let's just try our best!
• Olivia: Hm... "Let's just try our best" doesn't sound commanding to me...
• Sakura: Hmm... Good point. Umm... how about... We're going to do our best!
• Olivia: Oh! That was super cute! And pretty loud! But still not very commanding...
• Sakura: Aw! That was about as commanding as I can be! And still all I get is cute... You should try next, Olivia. Oh, wait-- ...It's your turn, Olivia!
• Olivia: All right, um... I hope you are prepared-- Err... You better get ready for this! Hmm... Is it working? Do you feel commanded?
• Sakura: I can't tell... Oh No! What if I became too commanding to feel commanded?
• Olivia: I'd say the training must be working! If we keep it up, we'll be experts in no time!
• Sakura: You're right! Let's keep practicing until we're glowing with confidence!

With Xander

• Olivia: Um... Lord Xander? Is something wrong? You're staring at me...
• Xander: Ah! Er, yes, my apologies. I didn't mean to stare. I was lost in thought... It's just that... when I look at you, Olivia. I'm reminded of my retainer back in Nohr. You and he are entirely different, and yet... somehow... there's a resemblance.
• Olivia: Completely different, yet... alike? How strange! Tell me more...
• Xander: Hm. Well, his name is Laslow. As I mentioned, he's one of my retainers... You share certain airs and mannerisms... And you both embarrass easily as well!
• Olivia: He gets embarrassed easily too, huh? Well... that's certainly spot-on.
• Xander: Come to think of it, I've seen him dancing off by himself... He's quite skilled, too.
• Olivia: He's a dancer too?! Wow! We really ARE alike...
• Xander: In some ways. But you are also wildly different. He lacks some... propriety. He's always going to town to flirt, and he tends to land himself in trouble...
• Olivia: That seems rather out of character for someone as shy as you say...
• Xander: I've received... endless complaints. I tried scolding him, but he doesn't listen. He's otherwise an excellent man: he's good at his job, skilled with the sword...
• Olivia: In other words... you're saying you don't hate him for the trouble he causes, right?
• Xander: Right. Of course I don't hate him. Laslow is my retainer--and I care for him.
• Olivia: ...Heehee. You sure start looking wistful when you talk about him, Lord Xander! Like a father who adores his troublesome son despite the aggravation...
• Xander: Hmph... Perhaps I am a bit like a father figure to him. ...Gods. My idea of fatherhood did not involve mentoring a large adult son.
• Olivia: Aww! But I think you'd make a great father! So dependable and responsible! I, on the other hand, won't make a very good mother if I ever end up having kids...
• Xander: But any child of yours is sure to turn out to be a spectacular dancer!
• Olivia: You think so? I've always thought I'd teach my children all sorts of dances... If I could dance my favorite routine with my child one day... I'd be overjoyed!
• Xander: That is a nice thought.
• Olivia: And... I'd hope my child would one day fall in with someone as caring as you, milord.
• Xander: Heh... I'm sure a child of yours would be a fine... nonphilanderours... retainer. I hope that any future child of yours has a wonderful fate in store for them.
• Olivia: Thank you, Lord Xander. Sincerely. But... this all feels a bit strange... When we first met, I never imagined we'd be able to speak so casually...
• Xander: I see... Is that why you've always seemed so nervous around me?
• Olivia: Y-yes... But I'm not nervous anymore! Now I know how kind you are. And... I look forward to our future talks.
• Xander: As do I, Olivia.

With Azura

• Azura: You are the ocean's gray waves... ♪
• Olivia: What an enchanting voice. I don't think I could ever get tired of listening to it...
• Azura: Oh! Olivia! You startled me... Were you... listening to me singing?
• Olivia: I'm sorry! I didn't mean to intrude... Your song is just so lovely--I couldn't help it.
• Azura: It's an honor to get such praise from someone as talented as you, Olivia. Aren't you quite the singer yourself? Do you think you could... sing for me?
• Olivia: Oh no, I'd be much too embarrassed! Your voice is so much more beautiful than mine--I couldn't possibly!
• Azura: Oh... Well, if you really don't want to...
• Olivia: What if... you sing and I dance to yourself? How about that?
• Azura: Really? You'd do that? Oh, that sounds wonderful! Your dancing is so lovely!
• Olivia: It's really no big deal...
• Azura: Don't be so modest! Now, I'll start, and you jump in whenever! You are the ocean's gray waves... ♪ Destined to seek... ♪

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• Azura: ...Oh! When did it get so late?
• Olivia: The sun's already getting low! I guess we were so caught up, we didn't notice!
• Azura: It's OK! I didn't draw any chores today. Besides, I got to hear you sing a little!
• Olivia: You heard?! I tried to be quiet... I just couldn't help singing along a little...
• Azura: You should be proud, Olivia! Your voice is crystal clear, like still water. I love it.
• Olivia: You're too kind! ...But coming from you, that definitely boosts my confidence. Wait... Now that I think about it, you started dancing a little too, right? Your movements flowed so well, heehee! Let's see... I think it went like this...
• Azura: Olivia, that's incredible! You copied my dance after barely glimpsing it! Would you like to try dancing together? It might be fun to dance in unison.
• Olivia: Together? You mean both of us? At once?! Oh, how could I turn this chance down! Of course I'll dance with you, Azura.
• Azura: Then it's settled! I'll have to start practicing so I can keep up with you...
• Olivia: Oh dear... I'm so flattered! My cheeks must be bright red! Having sung and danced with you, I feel even more awed by you... But at the same time, I feel like we've become much closer!
• Azura: It isn't just you. I feel the same way. That's the power of song and dance. It was a real joy to share the day with you like this. I had a lot of fun.
• Olivia: I had a great time too! It was so good, I almost want it to last forever!
• Azura: Then we should definitely do this again sometime.
• Olivia: Of course! I'd love to!
• Azura: Then it's a promise. I look forward to it, Olivia.

With Minerva

• Olivia: Minerva? I...wanted to thank you for saving me out on the battlefield...
• Minerva: No need to thank me, Olivia. Helping allies in battle is a matter of course. And to be honest...it was nice to have a front-row seat for your dance.
• Olivia: Huh? You were watching me dance?
• Minerva: Yes. Dance is a...new experience for me. That is, I don't know much about dancing myself.
• Olivia: Oh... Really? I would've thought that, as a princess, you'd have had lessons at some point...
• Minerva: I was born in a military nation. Performing arts were considered...beneath us royals. From birth, all my brother and I cared about was our martial training.
• Olivia: I've traveled to kingdoms like that before, so I have some idea what you mean...
• Minerva: Frankly, I grew up thinking dancing was mere folly, so I avoided it at all costs. But...my perspective has shifted. Your dancing changed my mind.
• Olivia: My dancing?
• Minerva: Yes! There's such energy and courage flowing through your movements... I didn't know that a dance could be so powerful--so...overwhelming.
• Olivia: Yes! Dance has the power to fill an audience with spirit and determination!
• Minerva: And that power is amplified when the dancer is someone as beautiful as you.
• Olivia: Oh! Minerva! You're embarrasising me... But...if someone who's never known dance can have their eyes opened to it... Well, there's nothing that can make a dancer like me any happier! Uh, mm... Maybe I got a little overexcited there... Ugh, so embarrassing!
• Minerva: Hmm... Have you considered channeling that excitement into teaching dance? There must be others our there who, like me, have never known its power.
• Olivia: You're right! I could spread my love of dance to the rest of the world! Would you help me, Minerva? ... W-would you dance with me?
• Minerva: Wha--? Me? Dance?!
• Olivia: Seeing you soar and glide as gracefully as in battle... Oh, I'm already giddy!
• Minerva: B-but surely someone as brusque and unrefined as myself couldn't possibly--
• Olivia: And just think how much it would boost morale on the battlefield!
• Minerva: Hm. It may be worth trying if I'm able to inspire the same energy and courage... I won't have much free time to practice dancing while this war is on, but... Once the fighting is over, I may be able to give it a try then.
• Olivia: Yay! ...And when that time comes, may I practice with you? I just really want to see what it's like when you dance!
• Minerva: Olivia... You're embarrassing me now. ...But you'll be the first to know.

With Owain

• Owain: Shadow DRAAAAAGON! Heh, nailed it. Next is--
• Olivia: Oh, Owain... How are you tonight?
• Owain: Quite busy, fair maiden, but I'm sure that much was obvious by my mighty shouts.
• Olivia: Oh, yeah... Um... What's that shouting about again?
• Owain: My sword hand craves blood on this moonlit night, you see... The shouting is a meditation to sate it's wild desires.
• Olivia: Ohh, so you're training! Heehee... I just finished with dance practice myself. I'm impressed you're at it this late, Owain. You must be really dedicated.
• Owain: Weary though I may be, I must train day and night lest darkness consume me. Wait, you were impressed? By me? Y-you didn't find my training, you know... weird?
• Olivia: What would I find so weird about it?
• Owain: Well, everyone tells me it's childish, or they accuse me of just playing pretend... Or that I'm suffering major delusions of grandeur, y'know, that sort of thing.
• Olivia: What?! I'd never think anything like that! Quite the contrary, in fact. It's amazing that you train so hard every day.
• Owain: You've been spying on my secret training this whole time?! Oh, I can't believe it...
• Olivia: I wasn't spying. It's just... watching you makes me want to do better myself. You inspire me to train and to dance even harder. So please don't be embarrassed.
• Owain: The time has finally come when my dark words inspire more than my own fury... Oh, Olivia! You are even kinder than he said!
• Olivia: He? Who do you mean?
• Owain: Oh, uh, just someone... I know. That you don't. Yet... Don't worry about it. Anyway... Olivia, will you do me the honor of... letting me name your special move?!
• Olivia: You want to... name my dance?
• Owain: Yesss... Blessing your dance with a name will be a boon to your confidence!
• Olivia: It can really help with that? So I'll be able to dance without being so shy?
• Owain: Without a doubt! Your dance has always been amazing, Olivia... So an equally amazing name will enhance its... its amazingness--tenfold!
• Olivia: You really think it's that great? Well... if you really think it'll help... OK, Owain. P-please name my dance!
• Owain: It will be my honor. Now, let's see... Ah! Mystic Dance of the Azure Heavens!
• Olivia: Mystic Dance of the Azure Heavens...? Owain... That... That IS a mighty name!
• Owain: Yes! And when you shout it to the heavens, you will dance like never before!
• Olivia: Thank You, Owain! I already feel like I'll be able to dance more boldly!
• Owain: No need to thank me, milady. It is merely my mission to help those in need. Uh, what I mean to say is... Let's help each other out during battle, OK?
• Olivia: Heehee. Of course, Owain. Something tells me you'll be an important friend.

With Tharja

• Olivia: Tharja, I've been meaning to say... Your outfit is quite eye-catching.
• Tharja: Hm? What brings this up so suddenly?
• Olivia: I'd just never taken a good look before. But--
• Tharja: This is traditional Plegian dark mage garb. It's functional.
• Olivia: I don't mean to offend you. It's just, you always grab the spotlight, and--
• Tharja: I could say the same of you. Our outfits are so different, you know.
• Olivia: What do you mean? Mine is a completely different style. They are made from a similar material... But mine is a lot brighter than yours.
• Tharja: And far more demanding of the spotlight. Funny, for one so timid...
• Olivia: Wh-what? What do you mean? I'm not trying to grab the spotlight!
• Tharja: Well, you could have fooled me. Surely you must feel all eyes stuck to you.
• Olivia: Oh, stop it, Tharja! You're embarrassing me!
• Tharja: I just hope you don't get distracted by all the staring.
• Olivia: I didn't know people were staring! Oh, I need to find a new outfit... But dancing in these clothes is so easy... What should I do?! OK, I've got it! Starting tomorrow, I'll just wear a big, thick coat, and then...
• Tharja: Hmm, perhaps I've gone too far... Calm down, Olivia. I was only teasing.
• Olivia: Huh? What do you mean?
• Tharja: Your clothes are perfectly suitable for a dancer. As mine are for a Plegian.
• Olivia: You mean... you were kidding about people staring at me in battle?
• Tharja: Oh, no--they're staring for sure. Staring, tripping over things, dropping weapons... But letting other people's opinions bother you so much is foolish.
• Olivia: I...I guess you're right... It feels good to dance in this. And you like your clothes...
• Tharja: Exactly. It's our battle gear--like Frederick with his bulky armor. And tie.
• Olivia: Heh.. You're actually a pretty nice person, aren't you, Tharja?
• Tharja: No.
• Olivia: But thanks to you, I feel a little more confident. Like I can dance better!
• Tharja: Gods, you're impressionable... Someone needs to keep an eye on you.
• Olivia: Huh? What do you...
• Tharja: OK, I'll do it. I'll watch over you, Olivia. But in exchange, you have to spend some more time chatting with me.
• Olivia: You just want to chat?
• Tharja: There's something about you... You're honest. You may help me... be... better.
• Olivia: Oh, yes! In that case, I would love to chat with you some more! It'll be so nice for us to get to know each other I can't wait to learn all about you.
• Tharja: I may have just cursed myself...