Noire/Supports

This page contains all data pertaining to Noire's supports in Fire Emblem Awakening.

Avatar (M)

C Support

Noire: *Siiigh*

Avatar: Something on your mind, Noire?

Noire: Eep! Oh, Avatar! N-no, nothing... Just a bit tired, I suppose.

Avatar: Then you should rest up and take a nap. We don't have anything planned for today.

Noire: Is that so? Yes, perhaps I'll do as you suggest. Hmm, but...

Avatar: No buts! Whatever you're worried about can clearly wait. You always push yourself too hard, Noire. I'm sure the exhaustion's just built up.

Noire: B-but it's hardly fair to rest while the others are still working! Otherwise I'm only holding everyone back.

Avatar: Well, do what you have to do, but just promise me you'll take care of yourself.

Noire: I will. I'm... sorry you had to see me like this.

B Support

Noire: *Siiigh*

Avatar: What's wrong, Noire? Tired again?

Noire: N-no, that's not it. Well, I AM tired, but...

Avatar: Yes?

Noire: I was trying to think of ways I might grow a bit...sturdier. So lately I've been watching the other girls and trying to identify differences.

Avatar: And have you found any?

Noire: Well, the others are healthier, obviously, and their bodies seem more resilient. Also, their figures are just a little bit more...robust.

Avatar: Phrased with the delicacy of a diplomat! Er, and I suppose you would be on the... slight side?

Noire: Slight? Ha! I'm skin and bone! I fall over in a stiff breeze! They're all so full of energy; it's like staring into the sun... They make me feel like a troll! ...Er, if trolls were scrawny. Oh, what do you think I should do, Avatar?!

Avatar: W-well, I do think you have a tendency to worry more than most... And that stress is bound to harm the body in one way or another...

Noire: INSOLENCE! HOW DARE YOU CLAIM ME DECREPIT!

Avatar: Whoa! N-no, Noire! Never! I didn't say anything like that!

Noire: THEN SPEAK, MORTAL! WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE ME DO?!

Avatar: W-well... *ahem* They say that clothes make the man, right? Perhaps they can make the wo-man, as well? Why not try getting into the role form-first?

Noire: Oh! So you think I should maybe dress more...festively?

Avatar: Y-yes! That's the perfect word! Festive! Maybe that will energize you a bit?

Noire: ...Huh. Well, I guess I'll consider it.

A Support

Noire: *Siiigh*

Avatar: Still sighing away, Noire?

Noire: Oh. Hello...

Avatar: Troubles still not resolved, then?

Noire: I wanted to take your advice, but...I don't know what constitutes festive attire.

Avatar: Ah. Well, even if you had, I'm not sure where you'd find any, with the war and all...

Noire: Is there no way to become more girly? I just want to shine like all the others, even for a day...

Avatar: Well, worrying about it isn't going to help. Worry might just be your biggest enemy. Why don't you try unwinding a little? Go do something you enjoy!

Noire: I see. Yes, perhaps I'll treat myself to... Um, to what, exactly?

Avatar: Why not head into town and enjoy a nice meal?

Noire: I couldn't be the only one to enjoy such luxury! Not in times like this.

Avatar: Aww, live a little. You like sweets, right? I don't think anyone could fault you for indulging in a little cake or two.

Noire: You're sure?

Avatar: Sure I am! And if you really don't want to be the only one eating, I'll go with you.

Noire: You... wouldn't mind?

Avatar: Eating cake? Only if you twist my arm! ...So, it's a date? Next time we're in town, we'll swing by the bakery and see what's on offer. Agreed?

Noire: Agreed!

S Support

Avatar: Everything all right, Noire? You seem down.

Noire: Eep! ...Oh. Avatar. No, just the same-old, same-old. Thinking about how to be more vibrant... How to be more like the other girls... It just seems so hopeless! I feel like I haven't made a bit of progress...

Avatar: Hmm, well... W-well... Have you tried falling in love?

Noire: Wh-what?

Avatar: They say a woman's never as radiant as when she's in love. Why not give it a try? If, um... Well, you know. I guess you'd need to find someone special first...

Noire: W-well, I... I suppose I think I might...have someone in mind... There's someone who... Well, he's always listening to me and offering advice... *Mumble, mumble*

Avatar: ...Sorry? I didn't catch that.

Noire: *Mumble* ...You really want to know?

Avatar: Huh? Well, sure.

Noire: Well, all right... Here goes...

Avatar: Hmm?

Noire: It... It's you, Avatar. I... love... you.

Avatar: What?

Noire: I SAID I LOVE YOU, FOOL OF A MAN!

Avatar: Gah! S-sorry! I'm sorry! I heard you! I was just suprised! ...Er, so did you mean it? This isn't something to feel more vibrant?

Noire: No, I mean it! Of course I mean it! I've had feelings for you from the start.

Avatar: Wow. Really?

Noire: YES REALLY, FLESHLING!

Avatar: ..... Heh... Ha ha. Aaaaaah ha ha ha!

Noire: H-hey! What's so funny?!

Avatar: Ha ha ha! Ha ha... I'm sorry. All this talk of being vibrant and such... Who could be more vibrant than you?! Don't change a thing, Noire. I think you're amazing just as you are. Delicate and sweet, always more worried about others than yourself... And prone to the occasional...flight of fancy, shall we say? I love it all.

Noire: You really mean that?!

Avatar: Of course I do, Noire! So stop pushing yourself to become someone you're not... And let's enjoy the amazing person you already are.

Noire: I... Oh, Avatar... Thank you.

Noire (Confession): You fill me with the strength I never thought to have. Please stay with me always?

Avatar (M) (as parent and child)

C Support

Noire: *Sniff* *sniffle*

Avatar: Noire? What's wrong? Why are you crying?

Noire: *Sniff* I'm not... Mother cursed me to have a *sniff* runny nose for three days straight.

Avatar: That's... an oddly specific hex. But waiy, why would she do that in the first place?

Noire: It's nothing new. *sniffle* Mother is always trying out some new spell or another. Every time she comes up with one, she *sniiiff* uses me as her guinea pig.

Avatar: Poor dear... Here, take my handkerchief.

Noire: Th-thank you... *HOOONK!*

Avatar: I can't let you suffer like this for three whole days... Don't worry, Noire. I'll have a talk with your mother and get this cleared up.

Noire: Er... are you sure? That never really worked out for you in the future. Every time you talked back, Mother cursed you up to your eyeballs. ...Or sometimes she just cursed your eyeballs, and you cried yourself to sleep.

Avatar: Gosh, that's... kind of pathetic.

Noire: ...Yep. *sniff*

Avatar: B-but that was a different me, right? Just wait- I'll prove you can depend on me!

Noire: Eep! W-well, you never talked like that before! Maybe things really can be different this time around. *sniiiff*

B Support

Avatar: *Sniff* I'm sorry, Noire... I feel like I really let you down... *sniff*

Noire: It's all right. I honestly expected this from the very beginning... But there's no need to cry. You tried, and that's all you could do.

Avatar: I'm not crying. *sniff* Your mother hit me with a five-day runny-nose curse.

Noire: Just like before...

Avatar: Urgh... You did say this was how it played out in the future... *sniff* Well, look at the bright side- at least your hex is broken now. *sniffle*

Noire: Yep, juuust like before. You'd always come to my rescue by taking on Mother's curses yourself.

Avatar: I guess some things were simply meant to be...

Noire: Maybe you're right. Maybe we're all fated to trace the same path as we did before...

Avatar: Hmm?

Noire: My coming back didn't change you, Father. So why should it change anything? It'll all happen again. My parents will die, and I'll be left alone... Why did I even bother coming back if it means watching my life fall apart again? Why... *sniff*

Avatar: *Sniff* Oh, don't cry, sweetheart.

Noire: FOOL! THESE ARE NO TEARS!

Avatar: Er... sweetie?

Noire: Bwa ha ha! Such trifling matters cannot free the waters of my icy ducts, mortal! The only dribbling here is the unseemly nose flood seeping from your craven face!

Avatar: Noire?! What are you...

Noire: *Ahem* ...I'm sorry, Father. I think I need to step out and clear my head...

Avatar: Noire, wait! There's no such thing as predetermined destiny! *sniff*

A Support

Avatar: Do you have a moment, Noire?

Noire: Oh... Hello, Father. What is it?

Avatar: Have a look.

Noire: ...Eeeek! M-Mother's cursing implements! Gods, there's so many... Father, what are you planning to do to me?

Avatar: Ha ha, nothing to you, Noire. I confiscated these from your mother so she couldn't put any more weird hexes on you.

Noire: You... you took away Mother's tools? But... you never did anything like this before...

Avatar: Before, you said we couldn't change anything. That we're bound by fate. Well, I thought maybe I could lay that fear to rest. If I did something the future me couldn't, it would prove everything can change.

Noire: Hmm... I guess that's true. The father I knew wouldn't even get near these tools, let alone take them.

Avatar: I only changed because you came back to me. And together, we can change anything. All of us- you, me, your mother... everyone.

Noire: Just please don't ever leave me again.

Avatar: Nothing's taking me away from you again. Not even death.

Noire: That's... a little much, perhaps? But thanks.

Avatar: Hmm... Do you feel that? A sudden sense of foreboding; a fury rising from the shadows... A Risen ambush? No... Bears? Is it bears? No... Urk! I-it's your mother! And she's FURIOUS!

Noire: She must have realized you took all her toys.

Avatar: Yikes! I'd better get outta here before I test that whole "not even death" promise... Bye, Noire! Love you!

Noire: Wow, he's faster than I remember... And I can't recall Mother ever coming after him like this, either... Hey, maybe things really can change for the better!