Charlotte/Supports
This page contains all data pertaining to Charlotte's supports in Fire Emblem Fates.
Corrin (M)
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C Support
Charlotte: Oh! Lord Corrin! I've finally found you!
Corrin: Hello, Charlotte. Was there something you needed?
Charlotte: Nothing for me, no. But for you, milord... For you I have made a wonderful lunch! I hope you haven't eaten yet...
Corrin: I haven't, no. That's very thoughtful of you, Charlotte.
Charlotte: It is, isn't it? I was back in my tent, thinking about how you're always fighting on the front lines... It seemed to me like a nice lunch might be exactly what you'd need!
Corrin: Thank you very much.
Charlotte: Could you...take a quick look at it, before you eat it? I just want to be sure that there is nothing in it that isn't to your liking. If there is, I'll throw it out and make you a whole new meal!
Corrin: I'm sure that won't be the case, but if it makes you feel better... ... Just as I said, it looks perfect.
Charlotte: Really? I'm so happy to hear that! I poured my heart and soul into making this lunch for you, Lord Corrin. I started thinking about what I would make for you last night, and before I knew it... The sun had risen! Teehee! Anyway, I hope you enjoy it!
Corrin: *munch* *munch* Wow! This is fantastic, Charlotte! The way you've mixed the flavors is perfect!
Charlotte: Truly? I'm so glad to hear that! It makes all the effort worth it. *sniffle* Oh dear... Please excuse me, milady[sic]. I seem to be overwhelmed with gratitude... I must step away, or I'll make an absolute fool of myself.
Corrin: Of course, Charlotte. Thanks again.
B Support
Charlotte: Wait, am I reading this right? THIS is how much we're getting paid?! What kind of... We're out there risking our lives, and this is all we get?! What kind of fools do they think we are? This is disgusting! Insulting! And...and... RAWR!
Corrin: Um... Hey, Charlotte...
Charlotte: !! O-oh my! Lord Corrin! Tee...hee...hee... What are you doing here?
Corrin: I just came by to return your lovely lunch box... Did I come by at a bad time?
Charlotte: No! Not at all! And that's so nice of you. Aww, you even washed it for me!
Corrin: No problem... Hey, this may sound rude, but you...are Charlotte, right?
Charlotte: What? Of course I am!
Corrin: But...you just punched that tree so hard it fell over. With your bare hands, too.
Charlotte: Punching? Me? Never! You must be mistaken.
Corrin: ...
Charlotte: All that happened was I reached out...with my fist...to lean on the tree. Then there was a huge gust of wind! THAT'S what must have toppled the tree. Teehee, it just made me look freakishly strong is all!
Corrin: A gust of wind? I didn't feel any wind...
Charlotte: ... Damn it!
(Charlotte leaves)
Corrin: Hey, Charlotte, wait! That was so strange. It was like she was two different people... Hrm? It looks like she dropped something here. Is this...
A Support
Corrin: Charlotte, there you are! I've been looking all over for you.
Charlotte: Hrmph, what do you need, Lord Corrin? I'm kind of occupied. By the way, this is how I normally am. Shocking, I know.
Corrin: It is a little surprising, yes...
Charlotte: It really shouldn't be, though. Aren't all women like this? I mean, putting on an act in order to earn favor with others? It's exhausting, and it's nice to be able to drop it once in a while.
Corrin: Does this mean that you've given up putting on your act?
Charlotte: Ha! As if. Just because I've dropped the act with you doesn't mean I'm telling everyone. You're not the only person I was trying to butter up to get to like me. But I suppose there's no harm in being myself around you all the time. You're not going to judge me for acting, are you?
Corrin: Not at all. It's just surprising is all. I had no idea, to be honest. But I'd rather talk to the real Charlotte instead of the girl you pretend to be.
Charlotte: Really? Wow...
Corrin: Anyway, that's not why I came by today. I just wanted to return your lunch box. You left in such a hurry before, you forgot it. That really was one of the best lunches I have ever eaten.
Charlotte: I... Thank you, Lord Corrin. It's wonderful to hear that...
Corrin: I'm glad to say it. It really was a treat. Also, I wanted to return this to you. You left it behind as well. It looked important, so...
Charlotte: Is that... Ahhh! Give it here! ... It's...for sending money...
Corrin: You mail money? Who do you send it to?
Charlotte: My parents. It may be surprising to learn, but I actually care deeply about them. Growing up, we never had much, but they always made sure I knew they loved me. Ever since I left home, I've made sure to send them money whenever I can. ...I can imagine you don't believe a word I'm saying though, huh?
Corrin: No, I believe you. After all, you have no reason to lie to me about this, right? When you were pretending, you seemed helpless and frail. Without that act, you seem much stronger. And also...more direct.
Charlotte: Heh. Usually people just say I seem really, really scary. In any case, I have no reason to hold back in battle now.
Corrin: That is very true. And I imagine, seeing you going all in during battle... I'll be driven to fight better, too!
Charlotte: Lord Corrin, I'll work hard to serve you in any way you need... But don't even THINK about telling anyone about the real me, OK?
Corrin: Ahaha, I promise.
S Support
Charlotte: Why the sudden summons?
Corrin: After our last conversation, I thought I'd try opening up a bit, like you. There is some real value in being honest, and I'd like to do that with you.
Charlotte: I am...very confused right now.
Corrin: What I'm trying to say is... I love you.
Charlotte: What?! Milord, you're speaking crazy talk. You need to see a healer.
Corrin: I'm perfectly fine, Charlotte.
Charlotte: If you are in your right mind, then you should know how rude it is to mock people.
Corrin: I'm not making fun of you! I'm very serious, Charlotte.
Charlotte: We...we did talk about how my helpless- woman thing is an act, right? How I'm actually an aggressive, tree- smashing girl?
Corrin: Heh, didn't you say the wind blew that tree over?
Charlotte: Shut up—you know that was a lie. My point is, I wasn't honest with you before. How can you trust me?
Corrin: I think I'd be worried about the kind of person I am if your secrets bothered me. Everyone has something they'd rather not show to the world. You're human, Charlotte. And the kind of person you actually are is who I love.
Charlotte: *sniff* *sniff*
Corrin: Is something wrong?
Charlotte: The tears... They won't stop!! And in case you weren't sure, these are genuine tears. Sure, I can cry on command, but this is something else entirely!
Corrin: I believe you, but...why are you crying?
Charlotte: Because hearing you say that is one of the nicest things I've ever heard... And I've gotten people to say some really nice things about me. But...are you sure you want to be with me? Really sure?
Corrin: I am completely sure. I think every day with you will be exciting.
Charlotte: Corrin... I'm not entirely sure you're all right in the head.
Corrin: That could be true, hahah. But if so, isn't that a good thing? Two people, crazy and in love, could never tire of each other.
Charlotte: ... You might be right. Thank you, Corrin.
(Confession Scene)
Charlotte: I love you, darling. I've always dreamt of this moment! I did think there would be more golden things around, though...
Corrin (F)
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C Support
Charlotte: Oh! Lady Corrin! I've finally found you!
Corrin: Hello, Charlotte. Was there something you needed?
Charlotte: Nothing for me, no. But for you, milady... For you I have made a wonderful lunch! I hope you haven't eaten yet...
Corrin: I haven't, no. That's very thoughtful of you, Charlotte.
Charlotte: It is, isn't it? I was back in my tent, thinking about how you're always fighting on the front lines... It seemed to me like a nice lunch might be exactly what you'd need!
Corrin: Thank you very much.
Charlotte: Could you...take a quick look at it, before you eat it? I just want to be sure that there is nothing in it that isn't to your liking. If there is, I'll throw it out and make you a whole new meal!
Corrin: I'm sure that won't be the case, but if it makes you feel better... ... Just as I said, it looks perfect.
Charlotte: Really? I'm so happy to hear that! I poured my heart and soul into making this lunch for you, Lady Corrin. I started thinking about what I would make for you last night, and before I knew it... The sun had risen! Teehee! Anyway, I hope you enjoy it!
Corrin: *munch* *munch* Wow! This is fantastic, Charlotte! The way you've mixed the flavors is perfect!
Charlotte: Truly? I'm so glad to hear that! It makes all the effort worth it. *sniffle* Oh dear... Please excuse me, milady. I seem to be overwhelmed with gratitude... I must step away, or I'll make an absolute fool of myself.
Corrin: Of course, Charlotte. Thanks again.
B Support
Charlotte: Wait, am I reading this right? THIS is how much we're getting paid?! What kind of... We're out there risking our lives, and this is all we get?! What kind of fools do they think we are? This is disgusting! Insulting! And...and... RAWR!
Corrin: Um... Hey, Charlotte...
Charlotte: !! O-oh my! Lady Corrin! Tee...hee...hee... What are you doing here?
Corrin: I just came by to return your lovely lunch box... Did I come by at a bad time?
Charlotte: No! Not at all! And that's so nice of you. Aww, you even washed it for me!
Corrin: No problem... Hey, this may sound rude, but you...are Charlotte, right?
Charlotte: What? Of course I am!
Corrin: But...you just punched that tree so hard it fell over. With your bare hands, too.
Charlotte: Punching? Me? Never! You must be mistaken.
Corrin: ...
Charlotte: All that happened was I reached out...with my fist...to lean on the tree. Then there was a huge gust of wind! THAT'S what must have toppled the tree. Teehee, it just made me look freakishly strong is all!
Corrin: A gust of wind? I didn't feel any wind...
Charlotte: ... Damn it!
(Charlotte leaves)
Corrin: Hey, Charlotte, wait! That was so strange. It was like she was two different people... Hrm? It looks like she dropped something here. Is this...
A Support
Corrin: Charlotte, there you are! I've been looking all over for you.
Charlotte: Hrmph, what do you need, Lady Corrin? I'm kind of occupied. By the way, this is how I normally am. Shocking, I know.
Corrin: It is a little surprising, yes...
Charlotte: It really shouldn't be, though. Aren't all women like this? I mean, putting on an act in order to earn favor with others? It's exhausting, and it's nice to be able to drop it once in a while.
Corrin: Does this mean that you've given up putting on your act?
Charlotte: Ha! As if. Just because I've dropped the act with you doesn't mean I'm telling everyone. You're not the only person I was trying to butter up to get to like me. But I suppose there's no harm in being myself around you all the time. You're not going to judge me for acting, are you?
Corrin: Not at all. It's just surprising is all. I had no idea, to be honest. But I'd rather talk to the real Charlotte instead of the girl you pretend to be.
Charlotte: Really? Wow...
Corrin: Anyway, that's not why I came by today. I just wanted to return your lunch box. You left in such a hurry before, you forgot it. That really was one of the best lunches I have ever eaten.
Charlotte: I... Thank you, Lady Corrin. It's wonderful to hear that...
Corrin: I'm glad to say it. It really was a treat. Also, I wanted to return this to you. You left it behind as well. It looked important, so...
Charlotte: Is that... Ahhh! Give it here! ... It's...for sending money...
Corrin: You mail money? Who do you send it to?
Charlotte: My parents. It may be surprising to learn, but I actually care deeply about them. Growing up, we never had much, but they always made sure I knew they loved me. Ever since I left home, I've made sure to send them money whenever I can. ...I can imagine you don't believe a word I'm saying though, huh?
Corrin: No, I believe you. After all, you have no reason to lie to me about this, right? When you were pretending, you seemed helpless and frail. Without that act, you seem much stronger. And also...more direct.
Charlotte: Heh. Usually people just say I seem really, really scary. In any case, I have no reason to hold back in battle now.
Corrin: That is very true. And I imagine, seeing you going all in during battle... I'll be driven to fight better, too!
Charlotte: Lady Corrin, I'll work hard to serve you in any way you need... But don't even THINK about telling anyone about the real me, OK?
Corrin: Ahaha, I promise.
Jakob
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C Support
Charlotte: Oh, Jakob!
Jakob: Ah, hello, Charlotte. Did you need something from me?
Charlotte: Um, I... Well, I was just thinking how I'd love to learn how to properly make tea... Would you be willing to teach me?
Jakob: I can teach you—it wouldn't be too much trouble.
Charlotte: Truly? It's not an inconvenience, is it?
Jakob: It is what it is, but you learning to brew tea correctly is worth the trouble.
Charlotte: Oh, thank you so much! Heehee... You really are kind, Jakob. Even if you act cold all the time.
Jakob: Heh.
Charlotte: Hmmm? Is something the matter?
Jakob: No. Well, actually... I'm not certain how to phrase this... I sense deceit when I'm around you.
Charlotte: Excuse me? I don't understand...
Jakob: It doesn't matter. I honestly don't care who you are trying to deceive.
Charlotte: D-deceive, what a terrible... How could you say such a thing?!
B Support
Charlotte: Why hello there, Jakob.
Jakob: Oh, it's you.
Charlotte: Um, I wanted to talk about our conversation the other day...
Jakob: Ah, yes. You wanted to learn how to properly brew tea, correct?
Charlotte: Yes! Please, teach me all you know! Would it be all right if we got started right away? It's just the two of us here right now, and we've got plenty of time.
Jakob: We may as well.
Charlotte: Teehee. I really appreciate it, Jakob.
Jakob: Hmmm? What's that? It looks like a bee flying around your head...
Charlotte: What?! I hate bees!
Jakob: It's right behind you.
Charlotte: I don't see it! Ahhh! Please, Jakob—take care of it!
Jakob: Why don't you deal with it yourself?
Charlotte: I...I can't! I'm scared! Bees terrify me.
Jakob: Like I care.
Charlotte: Please... Oh, would you hurry up and do something, you good-for-nothing butler! If I get stung, I'll make you suffer!
Jakob: Hah, just as I thought.
Charlotte: Ahhh, um... I mean... Teehee, I was just kidding! Wouldn't it be awful if I actually said that?
Jakob: Why do you feel the need to act like someone you aren't? You can stop now—you can't fool me with your little act.
Charlotte: Ugh, it seems that's the case...
A Support
Jakob: Charlotte.
Charlotte: Jakob... I won't bother pretending around you since you already know it's an act.
Jakob: It's better that way.
Charlotte: I still can't believe you saw through it. I thought it was working.
Jakob: It was not. Tell me though, why do you put on such an act? You expend a lot of energy flattering most of the men you encounter.
Charlotte: Isn't it obvious? I want to be popular and well liked.
Jakob: Heh. That's a pretty simple reason, I guess.
Charlotte: Of course. It makes sense, doesn't it? It's certainly better to be popular than not. By acting a little alluring, a little helpless, all the men are suddenly very nice to me.
Jakob: That would seem to work on most men. However, I am immune to it.
Charlotte: I hate to break it to you, but you aren't the first person I've failed to deceive. It's actually nice to drop the act, though. It can be really tiring. Sometimes I wonder if it was better when I was just direct and didn't hide myself. I may look pretty and sweet, but I'm really strong. It tends to intimidate people, so I hide it.
Jakob: I'm sure. And on top of that... I can appreciate the way you flatter the men around you, and why you do it.
Charlotte: What? Are you making fun of me?
Jakob: Not at all. You've adapted your skills to the world around you. That shows real wisdom. There's no need to stop or feel embarrassed.
Charlotte: Heehee... That's a refreshing way of putting it. But it makes sense. It's another weapon I can use to stay alive in this world.
Jakob: Exactly.
Charlotte: I guess I shouldn't be surprised that someone similar to me would understand.
Jakob: Similar? What do you mean?
Charlotte: You're exceptionally cold to anyone except your liege, aren't you? Just like me, you adjust your mood to match the people around you.
Jakob: ...You and I are nothing alike. I'd prefer you not make such assumptions.
S Support
Jakob: Charlotte, I need to speak with you about something.
Charlotte: What is it?
Jakob: I would appreciate it if you stopped working to become more popular among men.
Charlotte: Excuse me? What's this all of the sudden? You were telling me just the other day that I was smart to make my charm a tool.
Jakob: I realized that I'd be bothered if you were... more than popular...with another man.
Charlotte: Explain yourself, Jakob.
Jakob: Charlotte, I've fallen in love with you.
Charlotte: What?!
Jakob: I think I could see us living a long, happy life together.
Charlotte: Hang on just a minute! Don't get so carried away. This seems really sudden...
Jakob: It isn't sudden at all, actually. I told you before that I approved of how you live. You were right before; we are alike. It makes sense that I would develop feelings for you. Do you understand?
Charlotte: I...I don't know! You say it isn't sudden, but it seems so to me!
Jakob: It's simple. I fell for you, and I've told you how I feel. That's all.
Charlotte: I-I understand that, but... My head is still spinning...
Jakob: There is nothing more I can tell you. You have to decide now.
Charlotte: Really? You're so pushy...
Jakob: I have to be. I don't believe that any other woman compares to you at all. If I don't act, another man may come along and earn your affection.
Charlotte: You are actually nice beneath that cold attitude you put on... OK. But! I have one condition. I'm not going to stop trying to be popular. The more allies I have, the better. But I swear that you're the only person I love.
Jakob: Tsk. ...If you must. I suppose I wouldn't be happy if you weren't happy.
Kaze
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C Support
Kaze: Phew... I think that's enough training for one day!
Charlotte: Oh, Kaaazeeee...
Kaze: Ah, hello there, Charlotte. You're breathing very hard. What were you doing?
Charlotte: *huff*... I wanted you to be able to use this, so I had to hurry to bring it to you! Here you go! It's a serviette of extremely high quality. Second to none! You can use it to wipe that sweat away!
Kaze: Serviette? Isn't this just a hand towel...? Never mind. Thank you very much.
Charlotte: It was no trouble at all. I'm glad whenever I can be of service!
Kaze: I see. You're a pretty kind person, aren't you?
Charlotte: Teehee, I suppose so! Oh! You just finished training—do you need some fresh water?
Kaze: No need to trouble yourself. I'm fine. I'm sure there are other things you'd rather do than fetch water for me.
Charlotte: Pardon? You already have no need for my help?
Kaze: Um...yes? That's correct.
Charlotte: Awww, but I wanted to talk with you for a while longer...
Kaze: Y-you did?
Charlotte: Of course! You're quite attractive, after all. This seemed like as good a time as any to get to know you.
Kaze: Well, it is an honor for someone from Nohr to consider me worth their time.
Charlotte: ... Really? That's all I get?
Kaze: Is there something wrong?
Charlotte: Oh! No, no. You must just be tired from all that training. I wasn't paying enough attention and didn't notice! How foolish of me. We'll speak another time, when you're well rested and more alert!
(Charlotte leaves)
Kaze: Charlotte? What was that all about...
B Support
Kaze: That's about all for now, I think...
Charlotte: Oh, Kaaazeeeee!! I saw how hard you were training today! Good job! I've brought you your serviette again!
Kaze: I see. Thank you, as always.
Charlotte: Also, I read somewhere that it's good to have sweets when you're tired... So I brought you a bunch! And some water, of course.
Kaze: Thank you for your efforts, Charlotte. It really wasn't necessary.
Charlotte: What? What are you saying?
Kaze: I'm not particularly hungry for sweets right at this moment, is what I mean. If you're worried they'll go to waste, please go ahead and eat them yourself.
Charlotte: But...I prepared these especially for you.
Kaze: I'm sure that you'll enjoy them just as much as I would. Please, help yourself. I'm happy knowing you were looking out for me.
Charlotte: ...
Kaze: Is something wrong, Charlotte?
Charlotte: Why... Why aren't my wiles working on you?! Something is messed up here!
Kaze: Wh-what?
Charlotte: No matter what I bring you or what I say to you, you can just brush it off easily... You should have gotten a rush from having an attractive woman bring you a towel! What's wrong with you? Isn't your heart beating a bit faster just by my being here?!
Kaze: Umm... Charlotte?
Charlotte: *huff* ...What.
Kaze: Have I done something to offend you? That didn't sound like you at all...
Charlotte: Hm? Oh! No, no! It's nothing! Just...um... You must have misheard me just now. Boy, it sure is windy and hard to hear clearly today, you know?
Kaze: Windy? There isn't even a breeze...
Charlotte: It doesn't matter! You must not have heard me clearly then, either! I have to go. I left an excuse in the oven!
(Charlotte leaves)
Kaze: What in the world... Why did she suddenly sound so...harsh?
A Support
Kaze: Ah, Charlotte.
Charlotte: GAAAAAH!! K-Kaze?!
Kaze: Ah, I'm sorry for startling you. My apologies.
Charlotte: It's... It's fine. Um, did you need something from me? I thought you were probably disinterested in me after last time...
Kaze: Disinterested? What are you talking about?
Charlotte: I lost my composure and said some things I shouldn't have said, didn't I? Or... Wait, did you believe my lie about it being too windy to hear?
Kaze: Uh, no. I didn't believe that.
Charlotte: Then...why are you treating me like nothing is different?
Kaze: Nothing really has changed, has it? You just showed me another side of yourself. You don't have to hide yourself from me.
Charlotte: What... Ugh, what a feeling of total defeat. Your open-mindedness... Your tolerance... I can see why you're so popular!
Kaze: I...really don't understand what is happening.
Charlotte: Clearly this is where I've been failing in my efforts. It's not enough to look good... I need to be understanding of others, too! Oh, Kaze, you've shown me exactly what is needed to be liked by the opposite sex!
Kaze: What? I'm not doing anything in particular to make myself likable...
Charlotte: Don't tell me... You don't even realize that you're doing it? It comes naturally?! That's just not fair! But... That does explain why you're immune to my charms...
Kaze: Charlotte?
Charlotte: You're even more appealing now that I know I can drop my act around you. But I'll need to change up how I do things. I'll have to come at you from all angles!
Kaze: I... What does that mean?
Charlotte: It's settled. You'd better be ready for me next time we meet!
(Charlotte leaves)
Kaze: ...And there she goes again. She was smiling...so at least she's feeling better than earlier.
S Support
Charlotte: Ooooh, Kaaaaaazeeeeeee! Nice job with your training! You're really good! Here, your serviette and water!
Kaze: Thank you. Charlotte, I've noticed that you're talking to me even more than usual...
Charlotte: Of course I have been! I told you before—I'm coming at you with everything I've got! I mean, you're fine with my...less vulnerable self, so how can I let you pass by? There's no way my charm isn't working on you now.
Kaze: Wouldn't you be better off with someone other than me, though? Not to say I don't appreciate everything about you...
Charlotte: Pfft, no! I'm plenty glad with you, Kaze!
Kaze: O-OK...
Charlotte: Now that we've got that settled, I think we should get married! Oops! I said that out loud! I don't suppose my excuse about it being windy would work twice, would it?
Kaze: I—
Charlotte: But I'm cute, and smart, and clever! I'd make a good partner, wouldn't I?
Kaze: You...are correct.
Charlotte: Of course I am! Then, you'll marry me?
Kaze: I didn't mean it like that...
Charlotte: ... Are you serious?! I'm pulling out all the stops here, and it's still no good. Would you just say yes already!
Kaze: Ah! Yes!
Charlotte: S-seriously?! All right!!
Kaze: I only meant that, personally, I would have wanted to take things more slowly...
Charlotte: What do you mean?
Kaze: As soon as I realized what you intended, I wasn't planning on saying no. It surprised me, but spending time with you feels perfectly natural. I just was waiting for the right time to tell you this. It seems you found it for me.
Charlotte: Ah, ahahaha... I understand now...
Kaze: As do I. You have conveyed how you feel quite clearly.
Charlotte: I'm just so happy... Kaze! I'm the type to go all out, so you better prepare yourself!
Kaze: I think I've figured that out about you, with everything up until now.
Silas
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C Support
Charlotte: Sir Silas!
Silas: You're...Charlotte, right?
Charlotte: Indeed I am! I'm positively thrilled you remembered! Delighted, even! For a man such as you to notice a woman such as me is an exquisite pleasure!
Silas: Is it...?
Charlotte: Oh my goodness...how did I not see this before? Your eyes complement your hair so wonderfully. It's a marvelous effect! Tee hee!
Silas: ...That's very kind of you. I'm sorry, what was it you wanted?
Charlotte: Oh, I don't mean to take time out of your busy schedule. I had one small question. Is it true that you're <Lord/Lady> Corrin's closest friend?
Silas: That's right. I'd lay down my life to save <his/hers>. It's a very close, very long-standing friendship we have.
Charlotte: Oh my...
Silas: Good heavens, are you all right? You nearly collapsed!
Charlotte: F-forgive me... I had a sudden vision of the love between you two, and... Well, it was so lovely to consider that I felt faint. Oh! I'm suddenly struck with an idea! What if I fix a nice lunch for you sometime?
Silas: How did we get from Corrin to lunch...? Well, whatever the reason, I'm not hungry. Though I appreciate the offer.
Charlotte: Silas, Silas...must I spell this out for you? The food, excellent as it will be, isn't the point. I'm trying to get to know you better.
Silas: Um... Oh.
B Support
Charlotte: Sir Silas! I come bearing gifts! Behold, a hand-prepared lunch, just for you!
Silas: Well, that's considerate of you. I was just feeling hungry, too.
Charlotte: Now, before you dig in, do you mind answering one teensy question?
Silas: I guess not. What do you want to know?
Charlotte: According to what you said the other day, <Lord/Lady> Corrin is your closest friend.
Silas: True enough. What about it?
Charlotte: Well, a little birdie told me that <Lord/Lady> Corrin doesn't quite see it that way...
Silas: What?
Charlotte: As I recall, and I hope I have this right, when you reunited with <Lord/Lady> Corrin... didn't <he/she> have no memories of who you were? Tell me, what is your true relationship with the <man/woman>?
Silas: Corrin and I were good friends at an early age. But I didn't have free access to the castle where <he/she> spent most of <his/her> time. So I can understand how <he/she> might not remember me. But you can't deny that today, <he/she> and I are the closest of friends.
Charlotte: Hooooold it, buster!
Silas: Wh-what's wrong?
Charlotte: Why didn't you have access to the castle? Are you telling me you're...not royalty?
Silas: Well, no. I never claimed to be.
Charlotte: You...never... Ugh! Some waste of time fixing that lunch was! All that work, straight down the drain!
Silas: Huh?
Charlotte: You said you were best friends! So OBVIOUSLY, I thought you'd be royalty too. And now you spring this on me. How do I know you're friends at all? That might be another one of your tricks. You're dead to me, Silas. Dead!
Silas: Ch-Charlotte...?
Charlotte: Lunch is for royals. You can go eat sand.
Silas: Er, I may not be royalty... But I am of noble blood.
Charlotte: You're... Whaaaat?! Why didn't you SAY so? That changes everything! Pardon me, Sir Silas—won't you taste the food I made specially for you?
Silas: Something's...off here...
A Support
Silas: Charlotte, can we talk?
Charlotte: Wh-why, of course, dear Silas! I've always time to spare for you...!
Silas: No, this is serious. I don't mean to be indelicate, but... I suspect that you have some serious emotional issues.
Charlotte: Issues? Me?
Silas: Yes. I've noticed you have a tendency toward sudden mood swings. They're worryingly extreme, in some cases. I don't think it's healthy. But it's nothing to be ashamed of. I think that by really digging deep inside and identifying the problem, you can fix it. And I'll help you. I've never been one to give up on my friends.
Charlotte: Hm...
Silas: Why don't you have a seat? Let's talk a little about your childhood.
Charlotte: Excuse me?
Silas: I'd like to explore how you got to be this way. I think it could be enlightening. So just relax, and let's talk.
Charlotte: Hrmph... Fine, if it'll get you off my back.
Silas: So where are you from? Originally.
Charlotte: I was born into an ordinary household. And when I say "ordinary," I mean "not rich."
Silas: Does that bother you?
Charlotte: I don't know if I'd go that far. But I always was entranced by the way the royals lived. I wanted to live like that... I wanted my family to be that well off. That's why I worked hard to train myself as a warrior—so I could join the castle guard.
Silas: All right. I'm starting to see the shape of your story. You'd need to excel in battle in order to improve your social standing. But the better you performed as a warrior, the more you found yourself in a dilemma. The nobles you sought to impress saw war as men's work... They couldn't reconcile your achievements with their image of femininity. And after enough of this, neither could you. Hence the conflicting personas. Am I near the mark?
Charlotte: Th-that's...actually pretty accurate.
Silas: If that's all it is...then my opinion of you has improved considerably.
Charlotte: Huh?
Silas: I'm a man who also had to work hard to get my position as a castle knight. So in that sense, at least, I can relate.
Charlotte: Oh...
Silas: So back to your childhood...
Charlotte: You haven't heard enough already?
Silas: Not by a long shot! I want to hear all the fine details of what your life was like. You said yourself that you'd like to get to know me better, and I feel the same. And for that reason, we should be an open book to one another.
S Support
Charlotte: Silas? You called? What was it you wanted to talk about? Are we going to go over more of my past today?
Silas: Not if you don't want to. Instead, I thought I'd talk to you about something else.
Charlotte: So I don't have to do the talking today? Whew...
Silas: That's right. Before I say my piece, though... I have a gift for you.
Charlotte: What's this? A ring? It's pretty, but...
Silas: Specifically, it's an engagement ring. Charlotte...will you marry me?
Charlotte: ... Is this really happening?
Silas: If I'm up to your standards, that is.
Charlotte: Silas... Of course you are! I mean, no, you're not royalty... But I can't say no to a pretty face.
Silas: I'll take that in the spirit it was intended.
Charlotte: But are you sure you want to marry me? I can still be kinda two-faced.
Silas: I've been thinking about that. And I don't believe it's a problem anymore. I love you, and it's just one of the many parts of you to love. If nothing else, being with you will certainly keep me on my toes.
Charlotte: ...Was that a compliment?
Silas: That's how I meant it, at least. A tree that grows straight and true is beautiful, but so is ivy on a wall. So too is humanity beautiful in all its incarnations.
Charlotte: You're comparing me to tangled ivy? Are you SURE this is a compliment?
Silas: It's the complicated ones that interest me. I'll be getting to know you for years. No matter how long we're together, I know that I'll never tire of you.
Charlotte: OK. I'll give it a shot if you will. As long as you don't mind marrying two people in one...I'm yours, Silas. It'll never be a dull moment around me— I can promise you that much.
Silas: And I can promise you that I'll always try to understand what drives you. I love you too much to assume the worst about you, Charlotte. I always have, and I hope I always will.
Arthur
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C Support
Charlotte: Oh, Arthuuuuuur!
Arthur: Ah, hello, Charlotte. How can I help you?
Charlotte: I know this may seem very sudden, but I just wanted to tell you you're wonderful! I couldn't help but notice during the battle the other day... Well, you're an impressive figure on the battlefield. You looked so brave and strong. I just had to tell you what I was thinking, teehee!
Arthur: Ah, I see. Thank you. As one pursuing the cause of justice, it is good to know I strike an imposing figure.
Charlotte: You're just so muscular and strong. I'd love to have someone like you keeping me safe from harm...
Arthur: Excuse me?
Charlotte: I...don't have anyone to really protect me. I'm not as powerful as the other fighters, so it's scary for me on the battlefield...
Arthur: Hrm.
Charlotte: Is something wrong?
Arthur: Something doesn't seem quite right... I can't put my finger on it, but your words don't ring true to me.
Charlotte: Wh-what do you mean? Just look at me! How could I not need protecting in battle? Maybe you hit your head earlier and aren't thinking clearly.
Arthur: That could be true... I'm sorry, I apologize for the misunderstanding. I'll take your words to heart, and I will be sure to protect you—for justice!
Charlotte: Oh, I'm so happy! Thank you!
B Support
Charlotte: ...Arthur? You look distressed. Is there something bothering you?
Arthur: Oh, hello, Charlotte. I've just been thinking, is all. I'm really not sure you need my protection.
Charlotte: What? Why do you say that?
Arthur: I noticed something when we were in battle... I was working hard to protect you, but an enemy slipped by while I was fighting. I was worried as he made his way toward you, but you effortlessly defeated him. It only took a single blow from you to do it, too. I realized that you might actually be protecting me.
Charlotte: ... Oh, you! You're just making this story up to flatter me, aren't you? I don't even remember which fight you're talking about!
Arthur: It was the most recent battle. In fact, your whole attitude changed as soon as the fighting started. You let out a fierce cry and charged the enemy. I saw many of them go pale. And...I remember now... It was you who pulled me out of the way of some magic. You pulled me with only one arm.
Charlotte: I... Um... That...must have been when I was possessed! By the enemy! Yes!
Arthur: Wha-what?! An enemy possessed you?
Charlotte: Yes? I mean, yes! That's exactly what happened! Oh, it was awful. I was filled with this intense blood thirst... And such strength! It was like being a completely different person.
Arthur: I see. That sounds awful.
Charlotte: Y-you believe me?
Arthur: Of course.
Charlotte: ...
A Support
Arthur: ...
Charlotte: Hello, Arthur. What was it you wanted to talk about?
Arthur: I'll get right to it. In my pursuit of justice, I've found I must confront you. I must hear the truth.
Charlotte: The truth?
Arthur: Indeed. Now that I watch, I see that you display extreme prowess in all our battles. I thought that you were possessed again, but there were no spellcasters left to do it. I would like to hear an explanation from you.
Charlotte: Ah...well... Ahaha... Ahahahaha...
Arthur: What... Why are you laughing?
Charlotte: I'm just amused my act held up as long as it did! Truthfully, I can fight just fine. I've found that if I show that to men, they tend to pull away, though. What you saw on the battlefield was the real me.
Arthur: I-I see... You don't need to worry about me pulling away, however. I consider you a dependable companion.
Charlotte: Companion?
Arthur: Yes. More than that, really. I have protected many people up 'til now. It is a rare thing when they can hold their own in my pursuit of justice! In fact, when I see you fighting, it drives me to fight harder, too.
Charlotte: Heh, interesting. I didn't realize there were words that would make me feel better than being pampered. From now on I'll be honest with you, and I'll protect you, too.
Arthur: Hah, I'll trust you to watch my back.
S Support
Charlotte: Arthur, you summoned me? Something about needing to talk, I believe?
Arthur: Indeed. There was something I've been wanting to ask you about.
Charlotte: What's that?
Arthur: When we first started talking, you had a certain way of speaking. You hid how you normally act behind a false personality, correct?
Charlotte: Yes, that's right.
Arthur: And that's something you do toward men you'd like attention from?
Charlotte: Yes... What are you trying to say?
Arthur: I want to give you that kind of attention. Charlotte, I think I love you.
Charlotte: What?! You love me... That's... No, you should pursue someone else.
Arthur: Why? I find you amazing, and I've never met a woman like you before.
Charlotte: You don't know if that's true. Many people hide their true selves from the world.
Arthur: That may be true... But I've already fallen for you. The real you, not the one you use as a mask.
Charlotte: You told me the other day that we were good companions. I'm happy to remain that way.
Arthur: Why?
Charlotte: Because love is a fragile thing that falls apart eventually, but companionship... That could go on forever, couldn't it?
Arthur: If that's what you're worried about, you shouldn't be. I swear I will love you forever.
Charlotte: ...Are you serious?
Arthur: On my honor as a champion of justice, you and I will never be apart.
Charlotte: ... I can't really refuse such a pledge, can I? Very well.
Arthur: Hmm? Do you mean...?
Charlotte: Just remember! You've only seen my true self on the battlefield. There's no running away now, even when you see how I am off the battlefield!
Arthur: I'm not worried in the slightest! I've never run from a challenge.
Odin
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C Support
Odin: Ha. Your flimsy deceptions are as sheerest gossamer to me, charlatan...
Charlotte: Eeeeek! Oh, Odin, it's just you. Are you bored or something?
Odin: "Bored"? Why, the word lives not in the fecund orchard of my vocabulary! I do not get "bored." Boredom is for those of less heroic lineage. Rather, I am stymied by the yawning abyss of too many opportunities!
Charlotte: O-oh, I didn't know... That sounds... amazing, actually. Tee hee!
Odin: And know this: your villainous "tees" and nefarious "hees" have no effect on me!
Charlotte: What?
Odin: Your deceptive charms are wasted on one whose very blood is a truth potion!
Charlotte: Deceptive...? I'm afraid I don't really understand what you meeeean...
Odin: Don't understand? Of course—you must always play the fool in your silken motley. But I've been watching you. Your personality goes through more change than a moneylender over a day. You choose which of your painted masks to wear depending on who you're talking to.
Charlotte: Wh-whaaaaat?!
Odin: There is no use denying it. My truth shines out like a beacon in the fog of your lies!
Charlotte: Well, I'm sure I don't know WHAT you mean. My personality doesn't change!
Odin: You may have blinded the others, but I see everything... My third eye, Truth Strahl, the organ of my sacred sight, aches, stirs...and hungers! That is all I will tell you for today. If you wish to know more, ask me another time.
Charlotte: ...
B Support
Charlotte: Odin! I'm heeeere. I'm ready to hear about your Tooth Crawl or whatever it was. ..."Tooth"? No, it was "Truth," right? I'm soooo silly sometimes! Do you think you could answer a few itty-bitty questions about that?
Odin: We may speak, but you must do it as an adult. Your affected childishness has no effect on Odin, Parter of the Veil.
Charlotte: ... Fine, if you say so. This all right?
Odin: It will suffice. Before we begin, I must know one thing: What do you seek?
Charlotte: Seek?
Odin: Yes. Every deception has a purpose, and every deceiver a goal. Maintaining your various guises costs you effort—what do you hope to gain from it?
Charlotte: Oh, that's easy. I want everyone to like me. But specifically the men. I want them to find me irresistible.
Odin: ...I see. You want to be the center of attention. I know something about that. You wish to dominate men's hearts and minds, but lack my own sorcerous wiles. I must reveal to you your folly in the most direct manner possible... You're doing it wrong.
Charlotte: Huh?
Odin: If you want to be loved by all, you cannot achieve it through mere fraud. Consider: As more fall under your sway, how will you know which face to wear? You cannot be everyone at once.
Charlotte: I...hadn't thought about it that way...
Odin: You must craft a persona so intriguing that none can help but love you, as I have done. Right now you divine what people want and act like that. It gives everyone else power over you, rather than the reverse.
Charlotte: I-I get that... Hey, could you teach me how you do it? How you just decide to be amazing?
Odin: I could, but such instruction is not without price: you must call me "Professor Odin."
Charlotte: I will, with pleasure.
Odin: Then I will teach you...the secret art of Confident-Persona Bewitchery! We will begin immediately. Which would you say is your most powerful hand?
A Support
Charlotte: Professor Odin! What's happening to me? I tried to practice Confident-Persona Bewitchery, and it didn't work AT ALL!
Odin: How can that be?! Tell me exactly what happened, and leave no detail undisclosed.
Charlotte: I had practiced my confident aura, as you taught me... And I was going to try it out on that cute guard, as you suggested.
Odin: Perfect! No common guard could withstand a concerted assault of your charms!
Charlotte: I went to where he was, extended my right hand just like you do, and said: "I am Charlotte of the Lace, an avatar of Love, chosen to fight in her holy name!" So everything was going well, and he was smiling, so I went on: "Nuuhh... No! Power of love—surging uncontrollably! My wards are useless!" Then I took off the bandage I had wrapped around my arm and yelled: "Can't hold it back! Behold my power and my curse, heretical love unbound!" Then the guard laughed and said, "You need a day off." Professor Odin, I'm not sure Confident- Persona Bewitchery is working for me.
Odin: ...
Charlotte: Professor Odin! What is it?! Are you sick?!
Odin: No...I'm just...trembling...at the sight of unfurled excellence... You have done it, Charlotte! You have mastered Confident-Persona Bewitchery!
Charlotte: ...Huh?
Odin: That guard is yours now! Your flawless technique has permanently ensorcelled him!
Charlotte: R-really?
Odin: Yes! Telling you that you need a day off is really just a way of asking you on a date!
Charlotte: I...guess I see how you could interpret it to mean that... So...it went all right...
Odin: "All right"? Bards shall sing of the moment you revealed your charismatic puissance! With just a bit more training, you'll have the entire army in your enchanting thrall!
Charlotte: The entire army? That's amazing!
Odin: Isn't it? We'll begin immediately! You must hone your mien to razor keenness!
Charlotte: Leave it to me, Professor Odin!
S Support
Charlotte: Professor Odin, what's wrong?
Odin: Thank you for coming, Charlotte. I wanted to tell you that our relationship as teacher and student has ended.
Charlotte: What? Why?
Odin: From now on, I would like to begin a new relationship: as husband and wife.
Charlotte: Hang on...
Odin: I'm afraid you have learned my lessons too well... Like the sculptor who fell in love with his own statue, I am victim to your bewitchery. For a while now, our lessons have just been a way to spend more time with you.
Charlotte: Weren't you trying to teach me that deceit was nothing to base a relationship on?
Odin: W-well, yes, but...
Charlotte: And "Confident-Persona Bewitchery" ISN'T something you learned at a love monastery?
Odin: St-strictly speaking...no. But this is a ring that I made specially for you! It's real! Please accept it!
Charlotte: ...Hmpf!
Odin: OW! You hit me! Why did you hit me?
Charlotte: For talking down to me about being a liar when you're just as much of a fake as I am! But I do feel a bit better after punching you. And I HAVE been a bit of a fraud, too. I only went along with the lessons because you've always seemed so sure of yourself. I wanted a bit of that in my life. Maybe the two of us deserve each other... Is the ring offer still good after I punched you?
Odin: ...
Charlotte: Odin?
Odin: Ahhhh...my apologies. You hit me so hard I was briefly transported to another plane... Eventually I will need to go back to my own world...
Charlotte: Stop speaking nonsense and give me an answer. Do you still want to marry me?
Odin: Yes. Or I should say...I need you in my life. To be honest, I'm a bit strange, and I think you're strange in some of the same ways. I think we'll have a good, strange life together.
Charlotte: I like it. Here's to our strange life together, Odin, and the new parts we'll play. May we never get too honest with one another!
Niles
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C Support
Niles: Hello there, Charlotte. You seem to be bathing in the attention of people, as usual. Has anything rewarding come of it?
Charlotte: Oh my, if it isn't Niles. What do you mean by that?
Niles: You know exactly what I mean. I can see the understanding in your eyes.
Charlotte: I really don't know what you're trying to say.
Niles: Are you going to make me spell it out for you? I'm ready to do that, if I must...
Charlotte: Oh please, Niles, this is such a silly game. Ah, it appears some gentlemen need me over there. I must take my leave! Ta-taaaaa! <br?
(Charlotte leaves)
Niles: ...
B Support
Charlotte: Oh, Niiiles! Could I talk with you for a tiny moment?
Niles: Of course. What is it?
Charlotte: Oh, but not here, silly. Let's speak in private... Over there, I think. Just the two of us...
(Niles leaves)
(Charlotte leaves)
Niles: Well, now we're alone... What did you have in mind?
Charlotte: Listen, you little punk. Don't think that I care about you just because I'm nice. In fact, I'm telling you right now to never speak to me again. I won't have you disrupting my interactions with the other men here.
Niles: What the... What's wrong with you?
Charlotte: Absolutely nothing. This is how I really am. Do you understand what I'm telling you?
Niles: ...
Charlotte: OK, I'll spell it out. Consider this a warning. I don't like you. I don't want anyone to think that I do. The only reason I've spoken to you at all so far is to not look rude around others. There is absolutely nothing to gain from interacting with you, so I'm done.
(Charlotte leaves)
Niles: My, my... That was quite unexpected. I knew she liked attention, but I didn't think she was hiding a different attitude. This is a real first for me... I could respect her wishes... But I don't particularly feel like obeying her, honestly. What to do... What to do...
A Support
Charlotte: Yes, that's totally right! So then I just...
(Charlotte leaves)
Niles: Ah-ha, there she is. No surprise, she's placed herself as the center of attention among those men. She really is quite clever with how she behaves, I must admit. Let's see how she handles this, though...
(Niles leaves)
Charlotte: Oh no, I'm not like that at all... There you go again, calling me cute!
Niles: Hello, Charlotte! I apologize for jumping into your conversation... But I just had to tell you—you look absolutely seductive.
Charlotte: Gah!! Um, I mean... Ah, hello, Niles! What could you possibly mean?
Niles: You've clearly intentionally thought of how to make yourself so appealing. I must commend you on the effort!
Charlotte: I... Niles, could I speak with you over there, where we can have some privacy?
Niles: The two of us, alone? Thanks, but no thanks. I'm not going to move from this spot. Anything you have to say can be said here.
Charlotte: Oh, come on. Here, I'll give you a lift.
Niles: Ahhh! What strength!!
(Niles leaves)
(Charlotte leaves)
Charlotte: You little pip-squeak! You ignored my warning—now face the consequences!
Niles: Ouch! By the gods, you're strong!
Charlotte: Of course I am. Did you think I'd defended this country with just my looks? You didn't respect my wishes. Understand? I'm going to beat you to a pulp now!
Niles: Charlotte, wait! Please listen to me! I've had you all wrong! And in any case, my actions have actually been good for you!
Charlotte: What are you talking about?
Niles: Everyone is intrigued by what we could possibly be talking about. As a result, they're all even more interested in you than they were before. Basically, interacting with me is actually increasing your standing with others. It's pretty advantageous.
Charlotte: I-is that true? I...had no idea people were paying attention...
Niles: I don't believe that, but...
Charlotte: Ha, ahahaha... Niles, I'm sorry. It seems like I've been a bit hasty. Can I do something to make it up to you?
Niles: No need for an apology. Right now I'd just be happy to survive this encounter.
Charlotte: Ah, of course. Please, forgive my attack a moment ago. We can speak in public places from now on, too.
(Charlotte leaves)
Niles: Phew... I haven't had a thrill like that in quite some time.
S Support
Niles: Charlotte, thank you for coming.
Charlotte: This is a rare thing, to be sure. You haven't been barging into my conversations for a while. It was starting to hurt my feelings.
Niles: That's actually kind of why I haven't been. I like to toy with people to see their stressed, confused looks. Once you started enjoying my company... Well, it just didn't seem as fun anymore.
Charlotte: Oh really? And here I thought you supported me getting more popular.
Niles: That's also part of it. I thought I would be happier after I stopped bothering you... But I realized that what bothered me was the other men giving you attention.
Charlotte: Huh? What do you mean?
Niles: To put it another way... I want to tie myself to you.
Charlotte: I appreciate the offer, but that really isn't my thing, Niles.
Niles: What...? Oh, no. Heh. For once in my life, that isn't what I meant. Here.
Charlotte: This is...
Niles: Yes, it's a wedding ring. This is how I want to be tied to you. Charlotte, will you marry me?
Charlotte: I... I don't know what... Hang on, are you making fun of marriage? You're not exactly a big catch, so...
Niles: Heh, is that your only concern? You needn't worry about my financial state.
Charlotte: What, are you secretly rich?
Niles: No, but I am the direct subordinate to a member of the royal family. Let's just say I make significantly more than the average soldier.
Charlotte: Ah...
Niles: Of course, I would still lose when compared to the royalty... But I can promise you I'd work as hard as possible to give you what you want. I've come to like you so much, it's confusing even to me.
Charlotte: ...
Niles: Is that a no?
Charlotte: I... That's not what I'm saying... I just still wasn't sure if this was a joke. But there's no way you'd take it this far. I would have thought my serious pursuit of other men would have scared you off...
Niles: A lesser man, perhaps. But... I'm serious about this.
Charlotte: You are, aren't you? Yes, I can see that.
Niles: ...
Charlotte: Very well... Yes. I'll marry you. You don't need to worry about money. I can figure that out on my own.
Niles: The least you can let me do is send something to your family.
Charlotte: How do you even know about them?
Niles: Never doubt my information network! I already know everything about you.
Charlotte: Really...? Coming from someone else, that would be a little creepy... But from you? I can actually accept it. Niles, I'm happy...
Nyx
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C Support
Charlotte: I feel bad for you, Nyx. It must be hard to get what you want, looking like that.
Nyx: Pfft, it's no different than anyone else. I've been like this long enough to have gotten used to it.
Charlotte: But the way you act doesn't match how you look. I can't even imagine what men must think of you...
Nyx: Men, really? That's the first thing that jumps into your mind?
Charlotte: What of it? Do you have a problem with that?
Nyx: Oh, no. I think it's perfectly reasonable for a young woman your age to act that way.
Charlotte: There is something very strange about such a young-looking person saying that.
Nyx: I know exactly what you mean, but it can't be helped.
Charlotte: There's nothing you can do? You're sure?
Nyx: Yes. Physically, I will always be this way.
Charlotte: If that's true, why don't you change how you act, instead of how you look?
Nyx: ...What good would that accomplish?
Charlotte: Then people wouldn't be surprised with your behavior! You'd sound exactly like the person you appear to be.
Nyx: I suppose there might be some merit to that...
B Support
Charlotte: Come on, Nyx! Give it a shot!
Nyx: I don't think this will work... I can't just start acting like a child on command.
Charlotte: Don't be so negative! I'm sure you can do it! You were a child once, weren't you?
Nyx: Of course, but—
Charlotte: AND! I'll be giving you acting lessons. Who better to do it than me?
Nyx: Hehehe... I suppose that's true.
Charlotte: OK, think back on when you were younger. Remember how you acted when you were hungry.
Nyx: OK... I really want...to eat...sweets...
Charlotte: No good, no good! You need to let it out. Don't hold yourself back! Try thinking about what you'd do with your free time.
Nyx: Um... Er... I want to...go play outside?
Charlotte: Getting better! Good job, Nyx.
Nyx: I'm really happy when we play together... I want to do it all the time. I'm sad when we have to stop...
Charlotte: Awwww! That's really cute, Nyx!
Nyx: ... I want to stop. It's pointless to act this way.
Charlotte: Whaaaaat? You were doing well!
Nyx: How I look on the outside doesn't matter. I can't force myself to be someone I'm not. I can't forget all the things that have happened to make me who I am.
Charlotte: Ah... I see...
Nyx: It was interesting though, I'll admit. For a moment, I thought it was possible.
Charlotte: Really? That's good then.
A Support
Nyx: Oh, Charlotte. Isn't it exhausting for you to always put on an act in front of men?
Charlotte: Of course, but I have to do it. It's the kind of attention that men seem to like. Gentle and proper, helpful and attentive... Hah, there's no way a woman exactly like that even exists.
Nyx: Hahah, you're definitely correct there.
Charlotte: But there's no changing that. All I can do is do what I must to be popular.
Nyx: You know... The way you are normally—like right now—is quite attractive too.
Charlotte: Oh, I know. I've heard a few people say that, too. But men tend to like my act more than my normal behavior. I'm happy to keep it up if it means being popular. But what about you, Nyx? Do you ever pretend to be someone else?
Nyx: No. Well, that's not true. I did behave like a... monster, once. I did it so I could try and live my life alone.
Charlotte: Nyx...
Nyx: You know, though, I wasn't really acting. I did horrible things more times than I can count. Maybe I'm just pretending not to be a monster.
Charlotte: You aren't any kind of monster, Nyx. You're a bit of an odd girl...but you're an important friend to me.
Nyx: Charlotte...
Charlotte: Tsk, and now you've got me being embarrassingly honest. OK, forget what I said before, Nyx. Just be yourself. You're a good person without putting on any kind of act.
Nyx: Thank you... Charlotte...
A+ support
Beruka
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C Support
Charlotte: Why, if it isn't Beruka.
Beruka: ...
Charlotte: Hey now, it's rude to ignore people. You'll never become popular acting like that. Men don't like the cold, standoffish act. Women don't like it either, for that matter.
Beruka: It's not an act. I'm not concerned with being popular.
Charlotte: Putting up a tough front, huh? That's fine.
Beruka: I'm not acting strong. I am strong. And I don't particularly care about what other people think.
Charlotte: Really? You're setting yourself back in life, if that's true.
Beruka: I don't care if someone likes me or not, or if they're a man or a woman... Can I kill them? Can they kill me? That's all I judge anyone by.
Charlotte: You really are a dangerous one, aren't you. But listen, you can kill a man in ways other than a brutal stabbing...
Beruka: Obviously. I know many ways...
Charlotte: I bet you don't know some of the ways I know, though...
Beruka: I...would hear more about this...
B Support
Charlotte: OK, Beruka. Are you ready to learn how to kill a man without using a blade?
Beruka: Yes. Please go on...
Charlotte: You need to wear clothes with an open chest. Men will fall to that instantly.
Beruka: ...That's all?
Charlotte: Yes. That's more than enough to kill most men.
Beruka: ...I don't believe it.
Charlotte: Heehee. If you're so skeptical, why don't you give it a try yourself and see? I'm sure that once they get a look at you, they'll go weak in the knees.
Beruka: I've never heard of this assassination technique before... In any case, an open chest seems like it defeats the purpose of armor. I don't own any like that. In fact, my only set of armor is what I'm wearing now. It was given to me by Lady Camilla. She wore it before gifting it to me.
Charlotte: Wait, Lady Camilla used to wear that armor? Are you sure? It really doesn't seem her...style... Regardless, if the armor won't work, there are other options, too. You could always make someone an exceptional lunch or snack, for example.
Beruka: Ah...and add an undetectable poison...
Charlotte: What? No, not at all. The secret ingredient is a dash of sincerity and devotion. It'll drive them to notice you.
Beruka: I don't want to be noticed. Then I can't surprise them. None of this sounds deadly. Can it really kill a man?
Charlotte: Oh, most definitely. Trust me. I've used this to seize the hearts of countless men. Then it's just a matter of deciding what I want to do with them, heehee.
Beruka: Seize their hearts?! How violent... I would never have suspected a simple lunch could give me such power.
Charlotte: So? Have you learned something?
Beruka: Indeed. I will remember everything you've said.
A Support
Beruka: Charlotte...
Charlotte: Hello there, Beruka.
Beruka: Everything you told me before... None of that was true, was it?
Charlotte: What do you mean?
Beruka: An exposed chest alone cannot kill a man... Lunch will not let you grab on to someone's beating heart...
Charlotte: Hrm. I'm assuming you asked someone else what they thought of these methods?
Beruka: I spoke with Lady Camilla.
Charlotte: Oh really? How did she react?
Beruka: That was the loudest I have heard her laugh in some time.
Charlotte: Heehee. Poor Beruka. You took what I said so literally. You need to think bigger than that! My methods capture a man and drive him to do things to serve you. Without free will, the man may as well be dead, wouldn't you say?
Beruka: Lady Camilla said something like that...
Charlotte: You see? You can kill a man without spilling a drop of blood.
Beruka: Possibly. But that method does not work for me. Hidden in the shadows, striking with a blade at the vital areas of the body... This way is less complicated. And I've mastered it already.
Charlotte: I can't disagree there...
Beruka: I have changed my opinion of you, though. We may use different methods, but... I respect you as a fellow assassin.
Charlotte: Heehee. Well, keep my dangerous skills a secret, OK? It's more intriguing if I've got a secret or two, you know...
A+ support
Laslow
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C Support
Charlotte: Ah, if it isn't the handsome Laslow.
Laslow: Lovely Charlotte. What can I do for you?
Charlotte: Right at this moment? Well... I don't suppose you're a little hungry, are you?
Laslow: I could do with something to eat. Training builds up an appetite, after all.
Charlotte: How fortunate, then! I made a lunch just for you. Would you like it?
Laslow: You made this for me? How can I say no to a gift from such a pretty woman?
Charlotte: Here, take it! I hope it fits your tastes.
Laslow: *chomp* *munch* Yum! This is fantastic! Although I shouldn't be surprised you could make this. A beautiful lady like you must have many talents.
Charlotte: Beautiful... Oh, stop it, Laslow.
Laslow: Thank you for the lunch. It was absolutely delicious.
Charlotte: I can tell you liked it; you ate every last bit of it!
Laslow: In thanks for that lunch, could I interest you in getting tea right now? My treat!
Charlotte: Um...awww, I'm sorry, Laslow. I have another engagement right now.
Laslow: Oh, that's too bad, though not surprising. Let me make it up to you next time!
Charlotte: ...Yes, next time...
Laslow: All right. Well, thanks for lunch!
(Laslow leaves)
Charlotte: ... That was...much easier than I thought it was going to be. I didn't even have to try! It actually kind of takes the fun out of it.
B Support
Laslow: Ah, Charlotte!
Charlotte: L-Laslow?
Laslow: Do you have some time today? I wanted to repay you for lunch the other day.
Charlotte: ...This is so odd. I should be happy that I'm getting his attention, but I'm not. Is it because he was convinced right away? He's almost matching me in compliments. I just can't get excited over this.
Laslow: Um, Charlotte? I can't hear your lovely voice when you whisper like that.
Charlotte: Oh! Sorry! It wasn't anything important. Don't worry about it!
Laslow: OK! So, shall we go get tea?
Charlotte: I...uh... I don't think now is a good time.
Laslow: Really? Awww. Well, when would be a good time?
Charlotte: How about...whenever you're free next?
Laslow: Oh, I've got lots of free time! In fact, I could just wait now. When you finish what you've got going on, we can go get tea!
Charlotte: It might be a while. Maybe if you gave me a little time to think about it...
Laslow: Oh sure, no problem! I know how busy life can be!
Charlotte: Y-yup... Really busy. With stuff.
Laslow: I'm just excited because the shop I found has great tea, and I wanted to go with you.
Charlotte: Laslow, could you be quiet a moment? I can't think with you speaking.
Laslow: Of course, sorry! I'm just really excited to be talking with a girl as beautiful as you. It's so nice and—
Charlotte: By the GODS! Shut your mouth!
Laslow: Wha—?! Charlotte?!
Charlotte: You're so damned insistent! It's like there's no challenge at all! I don't get the feeling of accomplishment from you that I normally get. This isn't fun at all!
Laslow: I'm...sorry? I think?
Charlotte: Ah! Er, I mean... P-please excuse me...
(Charlotte leaves)
Laslow: ... Heheh, well that was startling.
A Support
Laslow: Charlotte! You startled me the last time we spoke.
Charlotte: Oh. Hello, Laslow...
Laslow: I had no idea you weren't actually as fragile as you seemed. It was shocking!
Charlotte: *sigh* I was hoping you'd forgotten. Ah well, I can't take it back now.
Laslow: I apologize if I ruined something for you...
Charlotte: You know I'm not the only woman in the world who hides her true self, right? Anyway, you really threw me for a loop with how you reacted to my act. I'm used to jumping through several hoops to earn my popularity, but... Well, you fell for me right away. It was almost too easy. I couldn't find the motivation to keep trying with you. That's...never happened before.
Laslow: Ahhh, I understand now. It's surprising that you've never had a man fall over himself for you right away, though.
Charlotte: Listen, don't tell anyone else about my true nature. I don't need it spread around. If you do, well... It won't be pretty.
Laslow: Hahah, understood! I'll take that as a request, and not a threat. So, are you free today? Would you like to go get tea, perhaps?
Charlotte: Are you serious? You saw what I'm really like, and still...
Laslow: What's important about that? You're still an attractive woman. That you were putting on an act before doesn't change my opinion at all.
Charlotte: Heehee. Do you call every woman you meet an attractive woman?
Laslow: Only because I haven't yet met one who isn't!
Charlotte: You've got some confidence, I'll give you that. Fine, tea it is! You've got no concerns about me? After seeing past my act?
Laslow: None at all. Both sides of you are great!
S Support
Laslow: Charlotte, have you ever given any thought to marriage?
Charlotte: Of course I have. Ideally, I'd like to marry someone who is really well off. I'm talking super rich!
Laslow: Really? So someone without a lot of money would be no good?
Charlotte: I wouldn't say it's absolutely no good, but it's definitely better to have money. If my partner is rich, then my whole family will have an easier life.
Laslow: Ahhh, that makes sense. You really do care about your family, huh? That's an admirable trait.
Charlotte: Flattery won't get you anywhere, Laslow.
Laslow: I'm not just trying to flatter you. I like you, Charlotte.
Charlotte: Wha...
Laslow: Charlotte, I want us to be together. You're a really attractive woman. And now that I've seen your true self, well... I'm even more sure of how I feel. What do you think of me?
Charlotte: W-well... I think you're a smooth talker...
Laslow: Hahaha, that is true.
Charlotte: But I can tell that you genuinely mean what you say when you're acting charming. You aren't putting on an act; you're a very kind person. Honestly...I like you too, Laslow.
Laslow: Even though I'm not super rich? You just said that'd be important...
Charlotte: True, but that's not as important. I know now that we like each other.
Laslow: Charlotte...
Charlotte: You know though, even if we were together, I'd still want to flirt with other men. Will you be able to handle that?
Laslow: So long as your heart is mine at the end of the day.
Charlotte: Of course. You can count on that.
Laslow: And you'd be OK if I continue to talk to other women, right?
Charlotte: Under the same conditions? I'd be pretty hypocritical not to agree.
Laslow: Awesome! So long as we're number one to each other, everything is perfect.
Charlotte: Perfect! I'm sure that we'll always be able to get along...
Laslow: OK, well then...
Charlotte: Shall we head out, then? There are some people I've been meaning to talk to.
Laslow: Hah, of course. I don't think you'll find anyone cooler than me, though!
Charlotte: Same to you. There's no woman better than me in this whole army.
Laslow: I love you, Charlotte.
Charlotte: I love you too, Laslow.
(Laslow leaves)
Charlotte: ...
(Charlotte leaves)
Laslow: ...
(Laslow leaves)
(Charlotte leaves)
Charlotte: Hey there, handsome men! How are you all doing today?
(Charlotte leaves)
Laslow: What a collection of lovely ladies. Would any of you like to get some tea?
Peri
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C Support
Peri: Gaaaaah! Grrrrr. I wanna kill somebody!
Charlotte: *sigh*
Peri: Yikes! Charlotte?! I didn't see you there. What are you sighing for?
Charlotte: You're trying much too hard. You need to be more subtle.
Peri: What are you talking about?
Charlotte: I understand what you're trying to do. You're trying to catch a man's attention with the "I'm a crazy killer girl" act.
Peri: Crazy killer...what are you talking about?
Charlotte: No need to play dumb with me; it's just the two of us here right now. I'm only trying to help you out. That act isn't the best one to go with, trust me. Sure, it'll get the men to pay attention, but they'll just as quickly go running.
Peri: I don't understand a word you're saying. I just want to stab someone is all!
Charlotte: Have you thought about taking a different approach at all? For me, the damsel in distress really seems to work. Just something to think about! Ta-taaa!
(Charlotte leaves)
Peri: ... Charlotte is weird.
B Support
Peri: Grrrrrrrrrrr! I just wanna kill! Murder! Maim!
Charlotte: Peri...
Peri: Not just one person, either. Lots! As many as I can! I don't even care who! Just let me at them.
Charlotte: Are you still acting the part of the crazy killer woman? Didn't I suggest a change?
Peri: I'm not acting! What are you talking about?
Charlotte: Hrm. You don't seem to be lying...
Peri: Of course not! I'm as direct as they come!
Charlotte: I... Are you sure? You aren't pretending even just a little bit? I-I can't believe it... It has to be a way to get men's attention. But how...
Peri: Are you finally starting to understand me?
Charlotte: I suppose so. You're something else entirely, it seems...
Peri: Charlotte, why do you want to get attention from the men all the time?
Charlotte: Isn't it obvious? I'm better off with as many people as possible helping me. Especially with how dangerous the world is.
Peri: But you're so strong on your own! I've seen you take out tons of enemies with just a swing of your axe. It was so cool to see! If being your ally means seeing you do that more, I'm in! You're not limiting your allies to just men, right?
Charlotte: Hah, of course not. You're right, though. I could certainly match most of the men in this army. I've climbed through the ranks using my strength. But, I always want to be in the spotlight. I don't want a life of just swinging my axe.
Peri: You want to be popular... I don't get it. I'm happy with just getting to kill people.
Charlotte: Th-that's lovely... I don't think I'll ever understand you...
A Support
Peri: I hate this! Where's someone I can kill? I don't want to hold back any longer! It has been too long since I've seen real mayhem, death, and destruction!
Charlotte: Hello, Peri. I see some things about you never, ever change.
Peri: Ah! Hi, Charlotte!
Charlotte: I hope you stay that way, Peri. I have to say, I'm just a little jealous of you. You always show your true self to people, no matter what.
Peri: What do you mean?
Charlotte: You don't hide how much you enjoy killing people. I think most people would pretend to be something else; I would.
Peri: Why pretend? I'm me and only me.
Charlotte: Yes, I know... I wonder if it'd be easier to be the real me more often...
Peri: I don't understand... Aren't you already you?
Charlotte: ...
Peri: The Charlotte talking to me now and the Charlotte who wants attention... They're the same person, aren't they? They're both you.
Charlotte: They're not alike! The normal me is refined and cute and endearing! ...But I understand what you mean. No matter what, it's still me behind the act. Thank you, Peri. You've helped me quite a bit.
Peri: I...did? How... Actually never mind. You're welcome! You're a real weirdo, Charlotte.
Charlotte: Heehee, I suppose that's true. Just another part of me!
A+ support
Benny
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C Support
Benny: Hey, Charlotte.
Charlotte: Did someone say my name? Who could it... Oh.
Benny: Heh... It's me...
Charlotte: You should announce yourself first, Benny. That was a cute act and sweet smile I'll never get back.
Benny: Heheh... You can switch attitudes as fast as ever, I see.
Charlotte: Of course. I've been doing it my whole life; it'd be pretty sad if I wasn't good at it. I have to be ready at any moment to put on the helpless-lady act. So stupid. Men have this idiotic dream girl in their minds, but if I don't play the part...
Benny: If everyone knew your real personality, they'd be really surprised.
Charlotte: Don't even joke about that, Benny. In fact—just so we're clear—if you tell everyone that I'm acting most of the time... Well, they may never find all of you.
Benny: Relax... I don't plan on it.
Charlotte: Good. As long as they think I'm cute and need help, they'll offer me all kinds of things. Yikes, here come some folks. It's a pain, but I've got no choice! Teehee! Why hello there, everyone! How are you doing?
(Charlotte leaves)
Benny: Heh... She could teach them a thing or two about fighting, if she wanted...
B Support
Charlotte: Oh, Benny! Darling!
Benny: Darling?
Charlotte: Have you seen anyone else around? Anyone within earshot, perhaps?
Benny: Oh. Of course. Nope. No one else but me.
Charlotte: Are you absolutely certain? I'd hate for there to be someone hiding nearby...
Benny: Relax... No one's here.
Charlotte: ... Pheeeew! Gods, I'm exhausted!
Benny: Heh...
Charlotte: I can't believe how many men actually believe this frail act is legit. No one in this country is even remotely like this. Maybe that's why it works...
Benny: If it's that tiring, why not drop the act and be yourself for a change?
Charlotte: As if it's that easy! Don't you understand, Benny? They all expect me to act this way. If I don't, I'll never be able to get ahead.
Benny: Hmpf...
Charlotte: If the kind of woman I actually am was at all appealing, I wouldn't act! But that just isn't the case.
Benny: I see... That's rough...
Charlotte: It's a refreshing break to break loose in front of you, I will admit.
Benny: I actually wanted to ask... Why don't you put on your act around me?
Charlotte: Well, we have known each other for quite some time now... And you've never seemed the type to judge anyone harshly. It's just easier to be myself around you. Almost comforting, really. You're like a big, soothing...rock. Or something.
Benny: I suppose that's a good thing.
Charlotte: OK, that's enough rest for me. Time to go play nice again!
Benny: OK... Don't push yourself too hard.
Charlotte: Of course! Now, off I go!
(Charlotte leaves)
Benny: Hah...
A Support
Charlotte: ...
Benny: Charlotte... Is something wrong?
Charlotte: I...think I'm jealous of you, Benny.
Benny: What do you mean?
Charlotte: You always get to act like yourself. It doesn't matter if people are around. You don't put on an act—you just...are.
Benny: That is true... But a lot of people are afraid of me. More people might not be afraid of me if I acted like a totally harmless person.
Charlotte: Ahaha. I suppose you have a point there.
Benny: I think you were actually the first person who wasn't afraid to talk to me.
Charlotte: That's because I could tell what kind of person you really were! Cowardly, but kind. A gentle giant.
Benny: Heh...
Charlotte: I think I'm a little tired of putting on this helpless-damsel act.
Benny: Why not just be yourself, then?
Charlotte: Easier said than done, Benny. Much, much easier.
Benny: You're already an attractive woman. You don't need the act.
Charlotte: Now you're just saying things to make me feel better...
Benny: I'm not, but it doesn't matter. No matter how you behave, I'll always treat you the same way.
Charlotte: ... Thank you. I feel a bit better hearing that.
Benny: Well, good then.
Charlotte: Changing how I live my life now would be a real pain, so I'll keep up the act. Men are kinder and more attentive to me that way, anyway!
Benny: Hah, if you say so.
Charlotte: But...make time for me if I get worn down again, all right?
Benny: Of course. I'll always make time for you.
Charlotte: Thank you, Benny. You're a real sweetheart.
Benny: Don't worry about it. We're both helping each other...
S Support
Benny: Hello, Charlotte. You wanted to talk?
Charlotte: I wonder if I'm dreaming unrealistically. I have this mental image of riches and fame and everything... And it makes regular men unsatisfying to pursue.
Benny: Heh... That seems tough...
Charlotte: And then I realized something, and it made me more than a little worried...
Benny: What was it?
Charlotte: Even if I do find a good partner who meets all my standards... I'll constantly be stressed that he'll find out I've been acting all along! And if he does, things will fall apart for sure!
Benny: If that's how you think things will go, what are you going to do?
Charlotte: Well, I was thinking that maybe it would be better if I changed my goal... I could pursue a man who already knows how I am beneath the act. A man like that has already accepted me for how I truly am...
Benny: I'm one of those men, aren't I...
Charlotte: You are. Actually, you were exactly who I was just talking about, Benny.
Benny: What? Really? But, if we were together, you'd have to give up on your desire for vast wealth, right?
Charlotte: I would, but... I've realized that love and wealth don't have to come as a set.
Benny: I don't have any sort of gold or riches, but I will definitely make you happy... I promise.
Charlotte: Then...it's settled!
Benny: Charlotte...
Charlotte: Thinking about it now, it's always been so easy to talk to you, Benny. If I can feel like that...I'd want to be with you all the time...
Benny: We can be together forever.
Leo
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C Support
Charlotte: Lord Leo! Hello!
Leo: Hello, Charlotte. Do you need something from me?
Charlotte: Not from you, milord! Actually, I made a lunch for you. Would you like to try it?
Leo: I'm sorry, but I ate just a little while ago.
Charlotte: You did? Oh, that's a shame... Ah, I know! Would you be interested in a some tea, then? I make a delicious cup!
Leo: I'm not all that thirsty right now, thanks.
Charlotte: Really? Well, I guess that's OK...
Leo: ...
Charlotte: Am I bothering you, milord?
Leo: You are, in fact. I'm trying to think on a few things, so it would be helpful if you let me be.
Charlotte: Understood... If you need anything—anything at all— let me know if I can help. I'm always happy to help you!
Leo: Right. Thank you.
B Support
Charlotte: Oh, Lord Leeeeeeeoooo! What are you up to at the moment?
Leo: I'm reviewing the strengths and weaknesses of our army. It's best to have effective strategies before entering the battlefield.
Charlotte: Teehee, that sounds right up your alley!
Leo: I learned something interesting as I was reading these reports... You're an incredibly strong woman, aren't you?
Charlotte: What?! M-milord, that question seems rather...um...personal?
Leo: I'm correct though, yes? These reports all say the same thing.
Charlotte: It must be a coincidence... I mean...you know me. I'm the kind of girl who likes someone strong to protect her. Everyone is always rushing to my aid on the battlefield.
Leo: Just going off these reports, you should be able to look after yourself... Could all of these really be wrong?
Charlotte: They must be, milord. I'm so very scared of danger on the battlefield...
Leo: If that's true, then all of these reports need to be adjusted...
Charlotte: Geez, why can't you just accept it and move on to something else?!
Leo: What the?!
Charlotte: Listen, I actually am really strong, OK? I don't want the men in camp to catch on, ya hear? They'd avoid me if they knew. No one will be nice to me or offer to care for me if they think I can handle myself.
Leo: That...makes a lot of this make more sense.
Charlotte: What? No, I mean... Um... That was a little performance, just now. All an act! Convincing, huh? It's not ready yet, though, so...um... don't tell anyone about it, OK? I want it to be a surprise... Or something.
Leo: ...
Charlotte: I'm sorry. I'll excuse myself now. Teehee!
(Charlotte leaves)
Leo: ...So that's the real Charlotte.
A Support
Leo: Charlotte, there is no need for you to conceal how strong you really are.
Charlotte: Pardon me, milord? I don't know what you're talking about...
Leo: I want you to make use of all your strength. I don't have need for soldiers that aren't doing everything they can.
Charlotte: B-but I...
Leo: Are you really that afraid that the other men will flee from you?
Charlotte: ...Yes. I am.
Leo: Hmm. Sadly, I can't say that's unfounded. There are still plenty of men with worthless illusions about how women should be.
Charlotte: Trust me, I know.
Leo: But can we agree that there are also men who don't hold that opinion?
Charlotte: ...
Leo: I promise to judge you fairly, Charlotte.
Charlotte: What do you mean?
Leo: You have the drive to go far in our ranks, and you're clearly a capable actor. I can't ignore talent like yours.
Charlotte: Lord Leo...
Leo: So from now on, use your strength to the benefit of myself and this army. Hide nothing from me.
Charlotte: Heehee, understood. I will do everything I can to aid you, milord. But...around the others in the army... I will continue to act as I always have. I still believe it will be easier.
Leo: It is a start, at least.
S Support
Leo: Charlotte.
Charlotte: Lord Leo? Did you need something of me?
Leo: If this seems very sudden, please try to control your surprise.
Charlotte: Actually, could I ask you something first?
Leo: Very well...
Charlotte: I've been stressing about this for some time, but I wanted to ask you... Do you think we have a future together? I know it's sudden! And random! But I had to ask you or I'd go insane!
Leo: ... Charlotte, that's exactly why I came to see you today.
Charlotte: Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?!
Leo: Hah, I still surprised you after all. I'm serious, though. Both your act and the strength you hide behind it have won me over. I had to say something. I had to say that I love you.
Charlotte: You... Lord Leo... You love me back?
Leo: Yes, I believe there is a future for us. More than that, I think we should wed.
Charlotte: I...always dreamed of marrying into wealth.
Leo: Really? Well... You truly are bluntly honest, aren't you?
Charlotte: I would never want to lie to you. Marrying someone with money would mean being able to provide for my family. I could ease their lives so much. That's why I've always dreamed of riches.
Leo: ...
Charlotte: Then I met you, Lord Leo, and I fell in love with you. I'm truly happy that we both feel so strongly for each other! But...I cannot accept your proposal.
Leo: What?! I don't understand.
Charlotte: It just dawned on me that I'm not sure if my feelings for you are pure... or if they're only present because I could live my riches-filled dreams with you.
Leo: You think you only love me for my money? And out of concern for me, you don't want to accidentally hurt me if that's true?
Charlotte: ...Well, yes. I'm so sorry. I'm really the worst.
Leo: That you feel that way is proof enough for me that your love is real.
Charlotte: Huh? It is?
Leo: It doesn't matter to me if that's how you originally came to like me. What's important is that you genuinely care for me now.
Charlotte: That makes a lot of sense! I am in love with you, Lord Leo... I'm so happy!
Leo: As am I, Charlotte. As am I.
Keaton
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C Support
Charlotte: Keaton! Oh, Keeeeeaaaaaton!
Keaton: Hm? Oh. Hi there, Charlotte.
Charlotte: Keaton, I...um... I made you lunch.
Keaton: Really? Why would you do that?
Charlotte: No reason at all! You haven't eaten yet, have you?
Keaton: Actually, your timing is great. I was just thinking about getting something.
Charlotte: Really? I'm glad to know I helped!
Keaton: Lemme see... *chomp...chomp...chomp...* Oh, wow! This is good! Like, really good!
Charlotte: You're enjoying it? Yay!
Keaton: It's delicious! Thanks a bunch, Charlotte.
Charlotte: Oh, Keaton... I also wanted to ask you a question, if you don't mind... I've heard rumors that you've got quite a collection of nice treasures.
Keaton: Yup, I sure do! A ton of treasure, actually!
Charlotte: Oh, that sounds marvelous! I only wish that I could see some of it.
Keaton: You wanna check it out? I don't mind if you do. Just come by sometime!
Charlotte: You're too kind! I'll stop by later, then.
Keaton: OK!
B Support
Keaton: Well, here it is! What do you think? I'm really proud of the stuff over there.
Charlotte: ...
Keaton: Shocking, I know! I've worked hard to collect all these cool things!
Charlotte: What... What is all this junk?
Keaton: Junk? What? This is my treasure. You said you wanted to see it!
Charlotte: Dead bugs, rotten leaves, smelly dried fish bones...
Keaton: I know! Aren't they great?!
Charlotte: Tell me, Keaton: I need a belt and a wallet. Which would you rather be?
Keaton: What?! Charlotte, what are you saying? Oh... What is that look in your eyes...
Charlotte: Who...in their RIGHT MIND...would ever, ever call any of this junk treasure?! This is just random things you'd pick up off the ground!
Keaton: Charlotte... You're scaring me!
Charlotte: I'd better be! What kind of a... Oh, shoot! Please forgive me... That was just a little outburst...
Keaton: Outburst? I thought you were going to take my head off...
Charlotte: Teehee, don't be silly! Just forget I said anything at all. Anyway, where are the real treasures? Things that are shiny and bright!
Keaton: Oh! That's the kind of thing you wanted to see. I get it now! I've got those things hidden somewhere else; I'll have to bring them by sometime.
Charlotte: That would be wonderful. I'd be ever so grateful to you if you did. Just... If something like today happens again... It's possible I'll have another outburst. A very violent one, if you get my drift.
A Support
Keaton: Look at them sparkle! Isn't it just wonderful to see?
Charlotte: ...
Keaton: This is the kind of treasure you were hoping for, isn't it?
Charlotte: ...
Keaton: You're not saying anything, Charlotte. Are you captivated by the amazingness? Charlotte? Say something, Charlotte...
Charlotte: Oh, they sparkle all right. A busted marble, a shard from a mirror, crumpled gold paper...
Keaton: Hahaha! I knew you'd like them!
Charlotte: LIKE HELL I DO!
Keaton: Gah!
Charlotte: The only thing about this that's impressive is that you found this much trash! I don't want to see things that reflect light! I want to see valuables! GOLD! SILVER! Things with real value! Oh no... Is it possible that you don't actually have anything like that? Was I that wrong about your treasure?
Keaton: Why would I have those things? They aren't at all interesting. Whereas this mirror... Look how the light bounces off it and onto the wall over there! This is real treasure!
Charlotte: *sigh* I am so done here. I thought you might have something of actual value, but... this is just a mountain of trash.
Keaton: Well, that just means more for me, then!
Charlotte: I don't even know what to say.
Keaton: Oh, Charlotte... You know that lunch you made for me the other day? Do you think you could make me another great meal? It was really super delicious!
Charlotte: Heehee... I appreciate the compliment, but I see no reason to make another one. I'd hoped your treasure would be amazing, but it's not worth the effort.
Keaton: What?! But...but the food was so good! Please tell me you're going to make that for me again! Please?
Charlotte: *grumble* Even though your treasures are worthless, you did keep your promise to show me. All right, fine. I'll make you that lunch just this once. Consider it a special treat.
Keaton: You mean it?! Yay!
S Support
Keaton: Hey there, Charlotte.
Charlotte: Oh! Hi, Keaton.
Keaton: I had a question for you... Hypothetically speaking... would it be absolutely a requirement that a man have gold in order to marry you?
Charlotte: Hmmm. Well, I'd much rather he had it than didn't.
Keaton: Oh...
Charlotte: If you have money, you don't have to worry about much else, after all.
Keaton: I see...
Charlotte: Why do you ask?
Keaton: Um... No reason. ...What if he were a good hunter? Would that make up for it?
Charlotte: Excuse me?
Keaton: If you were married to a good hunter, you'd never have to worry about going hungry!
Charlotte: Heehee. I suppose that's true.
Keaton: And animal pelts can be used to make really nice clothes! Food and clothing are really important; a good hunter would be perfect, really.
Charlotte: Keaton, are you trying to say something?
Keaton: I'm a really good hunter—better than everyone back home! So...you would be in good hands if we were together!
Charlotte: Oh, Keaton...
Keaton: I'd make sure you'd never want for anything!
Charlotte: Hmm... What should I do...
Keaton: Charlotte, if you don't like me, just tell me outright. I'd understand, really. I know I don't have gold and can't give you fancy things...
Charlotte: Well, my dreams have always included a lot of money in my future...
Keaton: Really? Ugh... Then I guess that means...
Charlotte: But you know... I think that I could find happiness without a ton of money, too...
Keaton: Does that mean... Are you saying yes?!
Charlotte: Heehee, yes, Keaton. That is what I'm saying.
Keaton: R-really?! WAOOOOOOO!
Charlotte: Heeheehee. I think the two of us will be very happy together.
Xander
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C Support
Charlotte: Hello, Prince Xander. You sent for me?
Xander: Indeed, Charlotte. Take a seat.
Charlotte: Um, all right... Milord, you've got such a scowl on your face, and yet it's as wonderful as ever! *swoon*
Xander: ...
Charlotte: Is something bothering you, milord?
Xander: This is meant to be a serious conversation. I have received less than flattering reports about you lately.
Charlotte: Bad reports? I don't understand.
Xander: It appears you've been completely ignoring army regulations. Numerous times. Can you explain yourself?
Charlotte: I'm causing a disruption in the army? I didn't realize anything was wrong...
Xander: Don't give me that. You know exactly what you've been doing. You hold a rank above the average soldier, and your behavior is not appropriate. Do not behave in such a way that will embarrass Nohr.
Charlotte: I wasn't trying to cause any—
Xander: This is just a warning. Heed it, or there will be more dire consequences.
Charlotte: ... Tsk... He must be talking about my flirtations... I'll need to change how I do things.
Xander: Did you say something just now?
Charlotte: Not I, milord. It must have been the wind you heard!
B Support
Charlotte: Prince Xaaaaaandeeerrrr!
Xander: Charlotte? What do you need?
Charlotte: I don't need anything, milord! I'm here because I prepared a lunch for you!
Xander: You made me lunch?
Charlotte: Yes indeed. I poured an extra amount of love into it, just for you! Please, give it a try.
Xander: I see. Thank you for making this for me. It is nearing lunchtime, so I may as well. It all looks pretty good, too. Maybe I'll try some of this...
Charlotte: I made sure to use only the most healthy of ingredients, milord. I know your life is very demanding, so this meal was made to give you lots of energy!
Xander: Ah, the taste is excellent. I'll admit it; this is a good meal.
Charlotte: Thank you for the compliment, milord!
Xander: So, what's your next move?
Charlotte: Excuse me?
Xander: You've demonstrated that you can prepare an exceptional meal. What comes next?
Charlotte: I'm sorry, milord. I don't understand what you're saying...
Xander: This is how you make yourself more popular with the men in camp, is it not? I told you before, I've gotten reports.
Charlotte: ... Usually I'd lean in to point out something in the meal, casually brushing against them. Like this...
Xander: Stop. We've already talked about your behavior and how it needs to stop.
Charlotte: My apologies... But...is what I'm doing really so wrong? It seems like something men enjoy.
Xander: If you have time to work out how to catch the eyes of those around you... you have time to train yourself for combat.
Charlotte: I... Um... Yes, milord.
A Support
Xander: Hnmpf! HAAH!
(Xander leaves)
Charlotte: It seems Prince Xander is working on his swordsmanship today... I still can't believe I've found a man who can resist my charm. I suppose it's unsurprising; he is Nohrian royalty, after all. An intimidating man... Ugh. Snap out of it, Charlotte. Just go apologize to him, and be... Those are Faceless over there! And they're heading for Prince Xander! Milord! Look out!
(Charlotte leaves)
Xander: That was close. Thanks for the aid, Charlotte.
Charlotte: I only did what I had to.
Xander: I am surprised, though... I saw you defeat a Faceless with only your fists.
Charlotte: I...well... *sigh* Unarmed brawling is probably one of my best skills.
Xander: If that's true, why do you fight with a weapon?
Charlotte: I don't think such a talent would be all that appealing to the men.
Xander: You seem so concerned with how others see you. Why? I'm sure you'd have just as many admirers if you hid less from the world.
Charlotte: It's nice of you to say such a thing, but not everyone shares your mind-set. And I've experienced personally being rejected for showing my real self.
Xander: Charlotte...
Charlotte: I was born into a family of peasants. We had very, very little. I always dreamed of the vast riches the nobility possessed. That's why I'm so concerned with how men see me. It's my dream to find my way into that life. I won't let anything stand in my way.
Xander: Heh. You're pretty honest once you drop the act.
Charlotte: I apologize for disrupting the army. But I also won't change how I act. If that's not acceptable, I can depart at first light tomorrow.
Xander: There is no need to adjust your behavior.
Charlotte: ...What?
Xander: Behave within reason. I don't want to read any more odd reports. Do that, and you may do...whatever it is you call what you do.
Charlotte: R-really? Thank you, Prince Xander!
S Support
Xander: Thanks for coming so quickly, Charlotte.
Charlotte: Of course, Prince Xander. But...isn't this place reserved for members of the royal family?
Xander: It is, yes.
Charlotte: I'm deeply moved... I've always wondered what it was like to be here. But, why...
Xander: I would like for you to be able to come here whenever you wish. But for that to be possible, I must admit my feelings...
Charlotte: What are you... W-wait a minute... I know I'm normally a little...silly, but can I say something up front and direct?
Xander: Of course.
Charlotte: This...is messed up!! Are you telling me you've fallen for me?! Because I'm warning you, I get revenge for jokes made at my expense!
Xander: ...
Charlotte: But if that isn't the case, then I apologize for my words. I'm just struggling to understand what you're saying.
Xander: Charlotte, I've felt a strong attraction to you since we first met. I would have said something sooner, but I was hesitant. I thought a relationship between us would be too complicated.
Charlotte: Complicated? How would it be complicated?
Xander: I felt that a prince should only be with someone of noble blood. But as I thought about it more, and as I learned more about you... I realized it wasn't an impossible situation in the least. I'm sure that we can work together to overcome any hardship.
Charlotte: You're really fine with this? Wouldn't I become Queen of Nohr in the future?
Xander: You would. And that's what I would like.
Charlotte: Well...I suppose I'll need to let my parents know my situation has changed a bit... Explaining the increase in how much money I send them each month, heehee.
Xander: Hah, of course you send money to them. It's important to care for one's parents.
Charlotte: Xander, I'm so excited for our future! Could you excuse me for a moment? I need to just poke my head out this window...
Xander: Of course. What is it you're do—
Charlotte: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Xander: ...Oh, Charlotte. You never cease to amuse me.
Saizo
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C Support
Saizo: Well, well. Look who we have here. The Nohrian woman...
Charlotte: Oh, my! And who might you be? I would love to chat...so long as it doesn't cause trouble for you with your countrymen. Waiiiit...it's just you. Dammit, I should've looked before I got the act going.
Saizo: Are these your true colors? Your pretty face belies your foul mouth.
Charlotte: What's it to you? You know what, forget it. I'm done talking.
Saizo: Why is that?
Charlotte: You're just some thug for the Hoshidan royals. Look at your face. Look at your CLOTHES! They don't pay you much, do they? My time is wasted on a shabby commoner like you.
Saizo: Hah.
Charlotte: What's so funny?
Saizo: I serve as personal guard to Lord Ryoma, heir to the Hoshidan throne. It is a mistake to think of me as one of the rank and file.
Charlotte: Ooh, aren't we special?
Saizo: I'm just saying that looks aren't everything.
Charlotte: Hmm... I thank you for this pearl of wisdom you've so graciously dispensed! Now that I've had a close look, your regal bearing is readily apparent. Perhaps you save these glimpses of your true nature for those...special to you...?
Saizo: It's a little late for that.
Charlotte: Can't blame a girl for trying.
Saizo: Heh...you amuse me. They say that everyone has multiple facets, but few are so blatant as yours.
Charlotte: Say that again! I dare you! If you're so high class, you should be embarrassed that I couldn't even tell!
Saizo: Hahaha...I'm doubly amused that you think I should care.
Charlotte: Ughhhh! I've had enough of you, one-eye!
B Support
Charlotte: Heheheheh... The quickest way to a man's heart is through the stomach! *sip* Could be spicier. I need just the right jolt to knock him off his feet!
Saizo: Hmm. Better than I expected, but it could use more salt.
Charlotte: Holy cats! You scared me! Don't go around tasting people's food! Where did you even come from?!
Saizo: I don't see why you're so shocked. I'm a ninja. Appearing from nowhere is what I do.
Charlotte: Show-off...
Saizo: *slurp* This soup's quite good. Shame about the cook, though.
Charlotte: Why, thank you! It means so much to me that you enjoyed it! ...In a pig's eye! That soup wasn't made for you, so hands off!
Saizo: It was made using army resources. Why shouldn't I, a soldier, have some? You weren't diverting provisions for personal use, were you?
Charlotte: Ahaha! Wh-what a funny notion! I would never, of course!
Saizo: If you say so. But getting back to what I was saying... You've got a sharp tongue but a discerning palate. It's an interesting contrast.
Charlotte: Haha...ha... So what if I do?! Shut up!
Saizo: Isn't it good to act naturally for a change?
Charlotte: Huh?
Saizo: It sickens me to see you put on that sweet, innocent charade to hide your true nature. You can drop it around me. See you later.
(Saizo leaves)
Charlotte: Ughhhh, that man gets on my nerves! Who the hell does that busted-up sneak think he is?!
A Support
Charlotte: There we go! The cooking's done, and this is the last of the laundry! What's next on the agenda…
Saizo: Interesting choice of phrase. Would this be your regular agenda or the hidden one?
Charlotte: You again?! I'm starting to think you keep popping up just to harass me.
Saizo: You flatter yourself. I was just passing by.
Charlotte: Argh! You drive me nuts! Where are the true gentlemen out there who'd recognize my ladylike splendor? When will the handsome prince, destined to love me at first sight, arrive? Why is it always YOU I run into?!
Saizo: I apologize for constantly being myself.
Charlotte: Damn it...I'm not conspicuously cooking and cleaning for THIS dirty sneak! It's a tragedy that I go so unrecognized for all I do around here!
Saizo: Isn't it, though? Still, even if nobody else is aware of your contributions to this army... I notice.
Charlotte: You...do?
Saizo: Of course, your rotten core hasn't escaped my notice either.
Charlotte: Aaaaand the moment is ruined. You just don't know when to shut up!
Saizo: Hah. Whoops.
Charlotte: Yeah, laugh it up! I'm really getting the sense you just come to make fun of me!
Saizo: What would you rather I say?
Charlotte: Try not saying anything! Try leaving me alone!
Saizo: All right. See you around, two-face.
(Saizo leaves)
Charlotte: I've had it up to here with him! Then again...he did notice. M-maybe he's not as shabby as he looks...
S Support
Saizo: Charlotte.
Charlotte: Gah! You AGAIN? What do you want now?
Saizo: I want you to go out with me.
Charlotte: Go out with you? To battle? Go out shopping? What are you talking about?
Saizo: None of those. I want us to be... you know...an item.
Charlotte: Wh... What?! Have you lost your mind?! Why would I settle for YOU?
Saizo: Why not? I'm the one who sees you slaving away to keep our forces fed and clothed. What other man knows you have any redeeming features? It seems natural to me that I would be the one for you.
Charlotte: N-now wait a minute here! Don't I get a say in this?
Saizo: Of course. But what's the problem? It certainly shouldn't be my status. Do you have other suitors I'm not aware of among the high prince's retainers?
Charlotte: Even if I don't, you've still got a lot of nerve, talking to me like that! This condescension is a funny way of showing a woman you love her!
Saizo: I didn't meant to condescend. I thought you were interesting. You're skilled at so many things, despite your rotten core.
Charlotte: W-was that a compliment? I can't ever tell with you!
Saizo: Take it however you want. But I'm the only man who understands you this thoroughly. You could do worse than to "settle" for me.
Charlotte: There you go again... That's exactly what I mean!
Saizo: You hate me, then?
Charlotte: Well...no, not really. I did get a thrill when you saw how much effort I put in... And I always thought it would be nice to have a foreign groom.
Saizo: Then it's settled.
Charlotte: Urrrgh...but then you go and say something smug again! I don't know if I want to stay with you forever or never see you again!
Saizo: That doesn't matter.
Charlotte: What?! Why doesn't it matter?
Saizo: Either reaction is honest. That's what I'm offering you. If you married a man while putting on that act, he would never know the real you. You would never know what he might think of you as you really are. But you know what I think, because I tell you. Wouldn't an honest life be better?
Charlotte: Y-yeah...I guess so...
Saizo: There's only one other thing. I want to hear you call me by my name.
Charlotte: Whaaat?!
Saizo: Up to now, it's always been "one-eye" and "dirty sneak" and so on. That's no way to start a relationship.
Charlotte: What, it bothers you that much? Heehee...
Saizo: Come on, just say it.
Charlotte: You're cute when you blush. Sure, I'll call you by your name. Why not?
Saizo: I'm still waiting...
Charlotte: Saizo...do you promise you'll love me? Will our days together be blissful?
Saizo: Of course. Again, though: drop the act.
Charlotte: You...you pig! You can't leave well enough alone, huh?! You're a snake! A one-eyed jerk! Dirty sneeeeeak!
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C Support
Charlotte: Oh my, Kaden. What are you doing?
Kaden: Hey, Charlotte. It's exactly what it looks like: I'm taking a moment to groom.
Charlotte: Oh, I see now. Um... Do you maybe need some help?
Kaden: Of course! Help is always welcome! I've got some clumped hair; it'd be great if you could try to lightly untangle it.
Charlotte: OK, let me see... Am I doing this right?
Kaden: Yeah! You're actually really good at it! Thanks so much for your help. Of course, now that you've been so nice to me, I'll have to repay the debt.
Charlotte: Just as I planned.
Kaden: Hm? Did you say something just now?
Charlotte: What? N-no! It must have been the wind!
Kaden: How odd! Anyway, I need to figure out what to do to repay you...
Charlotte: Oh, you shouldn't feel like you need to repay me! I'm fine, honest! If you absolutely have to though... I'd want something in a nice golden hue.
Kaden: There's something different about you right at this moment...
Charlotte: Hah, you must be imagining things! I'm just as I've always been.
Kaden: Oh, OK... Anyway, I'll look and see if I've got something to repay you with.
Charlotte: Anything with a sheen would be amazing!
B Support
Kaden: Hello, Charlotte. I wanted to repay you for your help the other day.
Charlotte: Oh, really? Right now? It really wasn't a big deal, you know. But I've been eagerly waiting for you!
Kaden: Wait, it's not a big deal but you've also been eagerly waiting?
Charlotte: My, that is a bit confusing, isn't it? I even confuse myself sometimes. Don't worry about it! You said you had something for me?
Kaden: You wanted something gold, right? I know it's not much, but I got some gold nuggets.
Charlotte: Oooh, jackpot!
Kaden: Ch-Charlotte?!
Charlotte: Oh, excuse me! I'm sorry! I just got really excited at what you brought me. It happens sometimes.
Kaden: I can see that. You do have some unusual outbursts...
Charlotte: Now then... I can send half back to my mother, and maybe spoil myself a bit... Improving myself will only help me become even more popular.
Kaden: Um, Charlotte?
Charlotte: Ah, Kaden! You're still here? I thought you'd left already... Oh, but while you're here, do you need more help with your grooming?
Kaden: What, right now? I don't really...
Charlotte: Oh, don't worry! You said yourself I was pretty good at it. Come here!
Kaden: O-OK. You know, you really are a pretty nice person, Charlotte. Of course, now I have to repay you again.
Charlotte: Don't worry about that, Kaden! Although...now that you mention it...
A Support
Kaden: Hey there, Charlotte. I brought you some more gold nuggets!
Charlotte: That's wonderful, Kaden! Your gifts make me so very happy. I just had a thought—where are you getting these from, anyway?
Kaden: Oh, you don't need to worry about that...
Charlotte: Oh, please tell me, Kaden! Pretty please!
Kaden: Well... I guess if you're that determined to know, I can tell you. I was able to sell a bit of the fur from my beautiful tail.
Charlotte: Wait, what?
Kaden: Kitsune fur is incredibly valuable. Even the tail fur can fetch a good price. And my fur is especially beautiful, so I can sell it for a great price. Some people actually fought over my fur the last time I went to sell some.
Charlotte: Oh no! It's actually dangerous for you to do this? I didn't realize...
Kaden: A bit, but I'm able to get away just fine if I need to. And it's worth it! You've been so kind to me, I had to repay you!
Charlotte: ... No, Kaden. I can't take this from you.
Kaden: What? You were so happy the last time I brought you gold nuggets. What's changed since then?
Charlotte: I just mean...you're so innocent and trusting!
Kaden: Isn't that a good thing?
Charlotte: It is! And that's exactly why I'm feeling so incredibly guilty now.
Kaden: Guilty? There's no reason to feel that way. You were kind to me, so I'm returning the favor!
Charlotte: But...I wasn't being kind just for the sake of being kind. I really did hope that I would benefit from being nice to you. I'm really sorry.
Kaden: Oh, that's why you feel bad? Hahah, don't worry about it! All I care about is that you were nice to me.
Charlotte: You'll forgive me?
Kaden: There's nothing to forgive. You're my good friend after all.
Charlotte: Thank you, Kaden. I feel like an apology isn't enough, though. Next time we hang out, I'll make you a nice lunch. I'll really put my heart into it too! You'll never have had as good a lunch as this!
Kaden: That sounds great, Charlotte! But, if you make me a lunch that is that amazing... I'm going to have to pay you back somehow...
Charlotte: No! I mean, you don't need to. It really, really is fine this time. I swear.
S Support
Charlotte: Oh, hello there, Kaden. Hrm. You're looking a little sad today...
Kaden: Is it showing? I never thought I'd be so caught up in worrying as I am now.
Charlotte: What could possibly worry someone as confident as you? Do you want to talk about it?
Kaden: You're actually interested? I can't tell if you really are or not.
Charlotte: Of course I am! Now tell me; is this issue really as serious as you're making it seem?
Kaden: Of course it is. And you're even involved. I've felt a bit off for the last few days, and I finally realized why. It's because... I've been worrying about confessing that I've started to like you.
Charlotte: ...What?
Kaden: And not just like. I think I've fallen in love with you, and I don't know how to say it. Also, I know I'm good looking, but I don't think I could make you happy with just that.
Charlotte: I...see.
Kaden: And then I was thinking about what would happen after I admitted how I felt. If it turned out you actually hated me, that would hurt so much, you know? And if I messed up telling you how I felt... Well, you could end up hating me, even if you didn't before!
Charlotte: ...
Kaden: So...that's what I'm worried about. Does that make sense to you?
Charlotte: Yes, I understand completely. But...
Kaden: What do you think I should do?
Charlotte: You're worrying about confessing, right? You can probably stop worrying now.
Kaden: What? Why?
Charlotte: You...just confessed your feelings to me.
Kaden: I... AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!! I misspoke! Or you misunderstood! Both!
Charlotte: Kaden, you don't need to worry. I mean... I do like you after all.
Kaden: What... R-really?! Does that mean we can be together?
Charlotte: Of course! That's the whole point of this conversation!
Kaden: That makes me really happy. Now I need to repay you for making me this happy...
Charlotte: You don't have to, Kaden! You've made me equally happy as it is.
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C Support
Charlotte: Hey, you! Could I borrow you for a minute?
Rinkah: Hm? What do you want? Hang on... You seem different than usual. Don't you normally speak with a soothing voice while flirting with every man here?
Charlotte: Wow, rude. And it's not flirting. I'm comforting them. And it'd be a waste for me not to! I'm so cute, after all. Teehee!
Rinkah: Lay off the act, and just tell me what you need.
Charlotte: You're all kinds of abrasive, aren't you? That's why I called you over. You're always acting so self-important. Maybe the honorable-warrior act worked where you're from, but you should stop it. Acting tough won't get you anywhere.
Rinkah: ...
Charlotte: That's a unique look you're giving me...
Rinkah: I understand now. You've been putting on an act all this time. This is your true self.
Charlotte: What of it? Everyone pretends to be something else.
Rinkah: There were people like you where I come from, too. They were the lowest of society, looked down on by everyone. I suppose it is lucky for you that we're here, and not there.
Charlotte: You punk! Talking to me like that... Grrrrr...
Rinkah: You asked to talk to me. Don't get mad if you don't like what I have to say. I'm off.
(Rinkah leaves)
Charlotte: He-hey! Wait right there! You're going to say all that and then just run away?!
Rinkah: I've never run from anything in my life. If you have something to say, speak.
Charlotte: Let's settle this disagreement in a test of our abilities.
Rinkah: Go on.
Charlotte: You aren't afraid?
Rinkah: Psh... Don't be silly. There's no chance I'd be scared of the likes of you. How do we decide who the winner is?
Charlotte: When we next train, we train together until one of us is too exhausted to continue. The winner is the last one standing.
Rinkah: Fine by me. I won't lose to you. I know you're all talk.
Charlotte: Tsk... You're in for a surprise.
B Support
Rinkah: *huff* *huff*
Charlotte: Phew... Why don't you admit that I'm better?
Rinkah: You idiot... We aren't nearly finished... I'm just...getting started!
Charlotte: *huff* *huff* You say that, but you can't even...speak without gasping for air!
Rinkah: Ha! You're one...to talk...
Charlotte: Always...have to have the last word, huh?
Rinkah: ... But really, I must admit... I did not judge you correctly. I truly thought you would have given up by now. You're a tough punk, I'll give you that.
Charlotte: I'm not a punk. My name is Charlotte.
Rinkah: Sorry. Charlotte, of course. I can tell you earned your skills through hard work and training. There's no way a slacker could have kept up with me. You're a solid warrior.
Charlotte: ...Hm, hmpf.
A Support
Charlotte: Ha! Hai-yah!
Rinkah: You project a lot of energy when you train.
Charlotte: Hello, Rinkah.
Rinkah: The skill you displayed in our competition before was the real deal. You've worked incredibly hard to become as strong as you are.
Charlotte: It's that obvious? My family wasn't well off when I was young. I learned the value of hard work. I try my hardest because they count on the money I send them.
Rinkah: You send them money?
Charlotte: I want to help my family live an easier life. That's why I work so hard.
Rinkah: I see... I'm sorry; I was completely mistaken about you. I thought you were a selfish woman unconcerned with how you affected others.
Charlotte: Ouch!
Rinkah: Don't be like that! The way you act, I'm sure I'm not the first person to think that. Regardless, the misunderstanding is all cleared up. You're actually pretty great!
Charlotte: I suppose I can forgive you for the mistake.
Rinkah: From now on, let's be friends. We can work together to help each other succeed. No more secrets, OK?
Charlotte: Ouch! No need to slap my back so hard.
Rinkah: Hah, don't be so stuck up!
A+ support
Kana (F)
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C Support
Kana: Mama! Hey, Mama!
Charlotte: Yeah? What is it?
Kana: Look! I picked some pretty flowers for you! They're yellow like the sun!
Charlotte: Oh! Um. Thank you, Kana. They're cute.
Kana: Do you really like them?
Charlotte: Yeah, I do. Really, thanks. You've been bringing me a lot of flowers lately, though. What's got into you?
Kana: I just remembered that when I was real little, we'd go looking at flowers together. So I bring you flowers because you always smile when I do. I love your smile, Mama!
Charlotte: You remember that, huh? Well...that's actually pretty touching, Kana. ...But...uh...you shouldn't pick so many flowers, sweetie!
Kana: Why not?
Charlotte: ...Because...um...it's not nice, dearie!
Kana: Why not?
Charlotte: Because...it hurts them, and hurting things is bad!
Kana: So does that mean I should stop hurting bad guys?
Charlotte: No, no, it's OK to hurt THEM!
Kana: Why?
Charlotte: Because I said so, you little—er. I mean... Because they're not innocent like the flowers are, dearest. Flowers don't deserve to die a terrible death on the battlefield. Unlike our foes.
Kana: Oh...I'm so sorry, flowers! I didn't mean to, I promise! I promise!
Charlotte: Shhh, Kana, it's all right. I'm sure the flowers know that you didn't mean to. You just need to promise not to pick any more, OK? And also to never question your mother again. OK, sweetie-pookums?
Kana: OK! But...if I don't pick them, how can I show you all the neat flowers I find?
Charlotte: Hmmm... Next time you find some, just come and get me. Then we'll go look at them together, OK?
Kana: Really? You won't be too busy?
Charlotte: I wouldn't be the perfect mother I am if I was too busy for my Kana, now would I?
Kana: OK! Then it's a deal, Mama!
Charlotte: You know it, sugar-lump!
B Support
Kana: La la lalala-la-la ♪ And now it's Mama time!
Charlotte: What's got you looking so cheerful today, Kana?
Kana: I just found some great flowers for us to go look at! You're going to love them, I'm sure of it!
Charlotte: Oh, right. I suppose I did promise... OK, let's make this quick.
Kana: Look! There they are, Mama!
Charlotte: Oh! I've never seen a plant with two colors of flowers growing off the same stem! Bloodred and white... It's a beautiful contrast.
Kana: I know—I love these flowers! They reminded me of you, Mama.
Charlotte: O-of me?! Well...this isn't the type of flower I'm normally compared to... Usually it's all roses and lilies and all that cliché crap. But being told I'm like one of these... Heehee...it's a nice change! I like it.
Kana: Don't worry, though, Mama! Flowers are pretty, but not as pretty as you!
Charlotte: A-and you've mastered the art of flattery! Are you sure you're not playing me? Well, there's no way I'm going to lose at my own game! I-I love your smile even more, my most beautiful little Kana!
Kana: Really? Yay!
Charlotte: Oh, that reminds me: I have something to show you. It's a special treat!
Kana: Oooh, is it something good? Can I see it right now? What is it?
Charlotte: Heehee. Are you sure you want to know? Welllllll, it's—
Kana: Ah! Wait! Don't tell me! I don't want to ruin the surprise!
Charlotte: Haha. OK, I'll save it for next time, then!
Kana: Oh boy! I can't wait!
A Support
Kana: Mama, I'm here! Where is that thing you wanted to show me?
Charlotte: Right here, darling. Come take a look.
Kana: Oh wow! This is such a big book! And look at all these flowers! Where did you get them?
Charlotte: These are all of the flowers you've been bringing me! I dried them all out and pressed them between the pages to preserve them. I thought it would be the perfect way for me to keep all your little gifts safe.
Kana: This is amazing! Like, really, really amazing! I hadn't realized how many flowers I'd brought you, either. Look! There are the yellow daisies I gave you the other day! Mama, thank you for taking such good care of them.
Charlotte: What? I should be thanking you, kiddo! You're the one who gave me the flowers! You don't know how much they've helped. Getting chased around by all those stupid men all of the time gets pretty exhausting... But at the end of the day, it's comforting to look at these and just think of you. Thank you so much, Kana.
Kana: You're welcome!
Charlotte: You know, we didn't pick the ones we saw the other day... But we did make some nice memories, didn't we? I hope we have many, many more just like them. How about you?
Kana: Me too! I love you so much, Mama!
Charlotte: I love you too, Kana.
Dwyer
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C Support
Dwyer: Mother, I made you some coffee.
Charlotte: How thoughtful, Dwyer. Thank you. My, how delicious! You sure have a talent for brewing coffee. This is wonderful!
Dwyer: You really mean it? I'm so glad that you're enjoying it.
Charlotte: I do—it's very full bodied. In fact, I think it tastes better than what your father makes.
Dwyer: Better than Father? That's the best praise I could ever hope for! I should probably keep that to myself. He might get mad.
Charlotte: Really? I'd like to think he wouldn't be that narrow minded. Then again, I could easily see him grumbling and complaining.
Dwyer: That sounds even worse.
Charlotte: Ahahaha! True! I can imagine him forcing me to drink a million cups until I said his was better. I'd probably never want coffee again!
Dwyer: Heh. That's not all that hard to imagine. I still have more in the carafe. Let me know if you'd like another cup.
Charlotte: Heehee, thank you. I'm awfully lucky to have a thoughtful son like you.
B Support
Dwyer: Hmm.
Charlotte: What is it, Dwyer? You have something on your mind?
Dwyer: Hello, Mother. No, nothing in particular...
Charlotte: Oh, come now. Don't try and hide things from me. I'm your mother. Don't you know that I see right through your lies?
Dwyer: Oh. Sorry.
Charlotte: Now spill the beans. I'll even give you some amazing advice too!
Dwyer: Well, it's just... I don't think I'm suited for the battlefield.
Charlotte: What?! That's insane. Why would you ever think something like that?
Dwyer: You know why. I hate getting into fights. All I would do is weigh everyone else down in the heat of battle.
Charlotte: Oh, Dwyer, that's absurd.
Dwyer: Maybe I should just leave the army and be a butler somewhere.
Charlotte: Don't you dare say that.
Dwyer: Huh? Why?
Charlotte: You belong on the battlefield, Son.
Dwyer: Why?
Charlotte: Because, you're super kind and thoughtful.
Dwyer: No, I'm not.
Charlotte: You are! Just a bit ago, you were trying to keep me from worrying. You're always looking out for others.
Dwyer: All the more proof that I have no business on the battlefield. There's no room for kindness there.
Charlotte: Do me a favor. Shut your mouth and listen up. Kindness is needed because it's a battlefield. It gives you the strength to think of your friends, even when surrounded by danger. That's no small feat. Most people simply can't think that way. You can, Dwyer. Don't lose sight of that.
Dwyer: ... Thank you, Mother. I'll do what I can to help my friends.
Charlotte: That's what I like to hear. Quit worrying so much and move on. No matter what, I'll always be there to protect you.
A Support
Charlotte: Ughh...
Dwyer: Mother? Is something wrong?
Charlotte: Eh, nothing. I'm just tired. Nothing for you to worry about.
Dwyer: You're aware that a son can always see through their mother's lies, right?
Charlotte: Oh, is that so?
Dwyer: I might not be able to help, but I'm more than happy to listen. Please, talk to me.
Charlotte: You're right. Thank you, Dwyer.
Dwyer: So? What's up?
Charlotte: I just realized... I've failed you as a mother.
Dwyer: Don't say that. It's totally untrue.
Charlotte: I told you to risk your life. That you belonged on the battlefield...
Dwyer: You mean when I was worried the other day?
Charlotte: Yes. A decent mother would think first and foremost of her child's safety. And yet, I encouraged you to fight. To go throw yourself into war. Seriously, what sort of mother does that? I'm a monster...
Dwyer: Don't say that.
Charlotte: Hm?
Dwyer: You may have suggested that I stand and fight, but it was my choice to stay. Not yours.
Charlotte: Oh. I guess that's true.
Dwyer: More importantly, I needed your wisdom. I feel like I might have put my friends in danger without your encouragement.
Charlotte: Oh, Dwyer. I had no idea.
Dwyer: So please, stop calling yourself a failure. You're the best mother anyone could ever ask for.
Charlotte: That's a bit much, don't you think? But I appreciate you saying so.
Dwyer: Now, why don't I make you some fresh coffee so you can unwind.
Charlotte: I sure am lucky to have you.
Sophie
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C Support
Sophie: Moooooooother!
Charlotte: What is it, Sophie?
Sophie: Look! I found some of those flowers you love! Ones just like what you have!
Charlotte: Well, aren't these gorgeous? Thanks, my girl.
Sophie: Heehee. I'm glad you like them!
Charlotte: I'd love to know where you found them, though.
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!
Charlotte: Wait...wait wait wait... Are these THOSE flowers? The ones I just planted?
Sophie: Then that means... Oh no! That explains why I hadn't seen these flowers there before! I'm so sorry, Mother!
Charlotte: Apology accepted.
Sophie: Can...can I go back and plant these again? They'll grow back their roots, right? Awwwww! Why am I always screwing up things like this?!
B Support
Sophie: *sigh* Why am I such a klutz?
Charlotte: What's with you today?
Sophie: Hey, Mother... Do you think I'll always be a klutz? Earlier today, I went to the market and got a bunch of apples for myself and Avel. When I got back, I decided to see if he could catch one in his mouth, but... I let go in the windup, and the apple hit an old lady behind me instead! Also, Avel fell over. I don't know why that happened.
Charlotte: Ahahahahaha! Are you pulling my leg?!
Sophie: Mother! Don't laugh at me.
Charlotte: You can't say things like that and expect me not to laugh!
Sophie: I'm seriously worrying about my future here, Mother!
Charlotte: Oh, is that what this is? I couldn't really tell. I mean, what's wrong with being kinda clumsy?
Sophie: I'm not "kinda" clumsy! My life is one long series of mistakes and blunders!
Charlotte: Big deal. So you mess up sometimes. You're not gonna give up after a mistake or two, right?
Sophie: But... But...
Charlotte: Besides, tripping over your feet is a surefire way to score points with the boys!
Sophie: Now you're just making things up, Mother.
Charlotte: Hey, don't knock it 'til you try it!
Sophie: *sigh* Thanks for cheering me up, though.
A Support
Sophie: Moooooooother!
Charlotte: Hey, Sophie. Back to your usual boisterous self today, I see.
Sophie: I sure am! What you said the other day really cheered me up.
Charlotte: Oh, I can't take all the credit. Not when you probably just forgot what the problem was while you were asleep.
Sophie: Why do you always have to tease me?
Charlotte: Teehee. Because it's fun.
Sophie: Oh, that does remind me, though... I made a small mistake at breakfast today. I...accidentally gave the horses the soldiers' meals.
Charlotte: Ha! Classic Sophie!
Sophie: But once I realized my error, I rushed to make fresh meals for everyone. Suddenly, they all joined in to help! It made me really happy.
Charlotte: Huh. That was nice of them.
Sophie: Yeah, I think so too!
Charlotte: You know why they did that, right?
Sophie: Maybe they were worried that I would burn everything?
Charlotte: Nope. The real reason is... it cheers them up to see you try so hard to bounce back every time you make a mistake.
Sophie: It does? I don't know...
Charlotte: These minor screwups are the last thing you need to worry about. You'll be fine. Just keep pressing on, and the world will be a better place for everyone.
Sophie: OK, Mother! I think I can do that. Oh! Also, I think I found some flowers nearby that I'm sure you'll like. We can go check them out together!
Charlotte: Uh, OK, but did you check whether...
Sophie: Don't worry! They aren't the ones you replanted. I didn't pick any in advance, either—just in case!
Charlotte: Oh yeah? Whew...
Sophie: All right! Let's go!
Midori
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C Support
Midori: Mother?
Charlotte: Oh, hello there, Midori. What's that in your hand?
Midori: Remember how your knee was bothering you the other day? Well, I made a special ointment. It should help out with the pain. It took me a couple of days to track down the right herbs, but I did it!
Charlotte: You made all this just for me? How kind of you.
Midori: Heehee. Why don't you take a seat and get comfortable. I will apply it for you, OK? Shoo, pain—stop bothering Mother!
Charlotte: This special medicine of yours is amazing. The pain is already vanishing.
Midori: Really? Yaaaay! Err, I mean, I'm glad that it helped.
Charlotte: Did your father show you how to create this concoction?
Midori: He sure did! I mentioned that you'd been in pain, and he gave me a few ideas. I still had to do a ton of research though.
Charlotte: What a studious girl you are, Midori. Kaze's tutelage has really payed off.
Midori: Heehee, I hope so! He's always so pleased when I come to him with a new herb.
Charlotte: Of course he is. You've grown to be a very caring child... We're both proud of you.
Midori: Heeheehee! Thank you. I love you, Mother!
Charlotte: I love you too, Midori.
Midori: Heehee!
B Support
Midori: *sniffle*
Charlotte: Oh dear, why are you crying, Midori? Here you are. Wipe away those tears. What happened?
Midori: Nothing... Nothing, I'm fine. *sniffle*
Charlotte: What's the matter? Was someone bullying you?
Midori: Well... I was in the forest collecting a few herbs, and some kids came up to me. They asked where my parents were and laughed when I said I was an adult. Then they said they were going deeper into the forest. I tried to stop them... But they turned to me and said, "Kids can't tell us what to do!" and ran off.
Charlotte: Aww, so that's what happened. Did the children arrive home safely?
Midori: Yes, they did. I watched them carefully to make sure they came back from the forest.
Charlotte: Well, then everything is fine. I know that must have been difficult, but I'm glad you made sure they were OK.
Midori: Yeah, I guess...
Charlotte: Midori, wipe that gloomy look off your face. Doing a good deed isn't guaranteed to make someone happy. That doesn't mean you should stop helping people.
Midori: You're right... It's better to be true to myself. I'll try to stay thoughtful.
Charlotte: Just what I wanted to hear. Listen, even if your kindness falls on deaf ears, don't worry... I'll always keep my eye on you. You're a smart girl. Just relax, and follow your heart.
Midori: *sniffle* Thanks, Mother.
A Support
Midori: Mother!
Charlotte: Why, hello, Midori. Why are you in such a good mood today?
Midori: Something wonderful happened! Remember those kids who I met while I was collecting herbs the other day?
Charlotte: You mean the children you warned?
Midori: Yeah! Well, I ran into them in town, and they were so nice. They even apologized for being rude to me.
Charlotte: Is that so? Did they understand that you were just trying to help?
Midori: They sure did! Well, that and I think their parents yelled at them for being so mean. But it still made me feel better.
Charlotte: Hmmm. Interesting. Maybe those children weren't so terrible after all.
Midori: I think we're friends now. But, um... They invited me to go back into the deep forest with them... They said we'd be safe if I came along, but I'm not so sure. We probably shouldn't go without a grown-up, right?
Charlotte: It would be best if you stayed away from the deep forest. It's a dangerous place for adults and children alike. I just want to ensure your safety, Midori.
Midori: OK, Mother. I actually suggested that the kids come with me to collect some rare herbs. I told them it'd be a lot more fun than wandering around some scary forest.
Charlotte: That's a great idea. Now run along and have fun!
Midori: OK! Thanks, Mother!
Siegbert
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C Support
Siegbert: Mother... So this is where you were.
Charlotte: Oh, Siegbert. Was there something you needed?
Siegbert: You seem tired. Is everything OK?
Charlotte: Oh, I'm dandy. Don't worry about it. Have I been a little busy lately? Sure. Is it tiring me out? Definitely. But no big deal.
Siegbert: I see... Mother, I think I know the perfect way to help us both!
Charlotte: What did you have in mind?
Siegbert: I'd like to give you a shoulder massage.
Charlotte: Not that I wouldn't love that, but I don't see what you'd get out of it...
Siegbert: Like you, I've been feeling some aches and pains. One of the healers here showed me some pressure points to relieve the pain, but I can't really find the spots when I try to massage myself. If I could practice on your shoulders, you could tell me when I find the spots.
Charlotte: Oh. That makes sense. Well, why not? Do your worst.
Siegbert: Excellent! Thank you, Mother. Here, try and relax...
Charlotte: Oooh... I needed that. I feel like a new woman—a much less tired one. Thanks, Siegbert. I worry about you, though, if your back's hurting too.
Siegbert: No need for concern, Mother. I'm the one who should be thanking you. Now that I know where to apply pressure, my pain will be a thing of the past.
Charlotte: Fingers crossed!
B Support
Siegbert: Ugh…
Charlotte: Hmm, Siegbert... I don't like the way your neck is looking. Come over here.
Siegbert: It's nothing, Mother. Don't worry about it.
Charlotte: Shh! No back talk, now. It gets in the way of the massage.
Siegbert: I'm fine, really! I don't want to be seen like this.
Charlotte: Tee hee. Is it really so bad to get a rubdown from your mom once in a while?
Siegbert: *sigh* Fine...
Charlotte: You're like a coiled spring, Siegbert. Is there anything you need advice on?
Siegbert: Nothing you need to worry about— I'm sure I can handle things on my own.
Charlotte: You're suuuure?
Siegbert: Well... Lately I find myself lost in thought a lot. I can't help thinking that I'm not strong enough yet. Or wondering if I have what it takes to protect the people.
Charlotte: Hmm. It's true that in the grand scheme of things, you're not very strong. Just offhand, I can think of plenty of people stronger and smarter than you.
Siegbert: Mother, you aren't really helping...
Charlotte: What you need to do is see those people as teachers, not rivals. You're still a kid. You've got a lot to learn and plenty of people to learn it from. As long as you don't get a swelled head, you'll grow by leaps and bounds.
Siegbert: Learn from those stronger than me... That's how I'll become strong myself. Thank you, Mother. I feel a bit better already.
Charlotte: No worries. If the troubles on your mind cause knots in your back, I'm always here.
A Support
Siegbert: Mother, have you got some free time?
Charlotte: Siegbert? What is it?
Siegbert: Well, I'd like to give you another shoulder massage.
Charlotte: If I weren't your mother, I would swear you were coming on to me.
Siegbert: Haha...ha. Hmm, I take your point. But no, I just wanted to repay you for the advice you offered me the other day.
Charlotte: Oh? Did I say something wise?
Siegbert: Very much so. I've been able to apply that open-mindedness to several situations. I've learned from villagers what it is to live diligently. And from my comrades, I've learned what it's like to face strong enemies... I've witnessed all different kinds of strength from the people I've encountered. And I've become acutely aware of my own shortcomings. But now, instead of grinding to a stop when I find a fault in myself... I want to push forward and overcome the obstacle.
Charlotte: *sniff* They grow up so fast.
Siegbert: I'm sure I'll still find things to be worried about... But that's also a necessary waypoint on the path to growing stronger... For now, I think I'll puff out my chest and brood a little, like Father.
Charlotte: Ooh... Good idea. But there's no use fretting over small things. You can talk to me whenever, OK?
Forrest
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C Support
Forrest: Mother! You have wonderful timing!
Charlotte: Oh? Did you need something, Forrest?
Forrest: Actually, I have something to give you.
Charlotte: You got me a present? What is it?
Forrest: It's a very special dress!
Charlotte: Oh, how gorgeous! And just my size too. This fabric is so soft.
Forrest: I'm glad you like it. And a little relieved. I was worried it wouldn't appeal to you.
Charlotte: Don't be silly! Tell me, why did you decide to make me a dress?
Forrest: How could you tell that I made it?
Charlotte: Your embroidery on the front is a dead giveaway. It's soooo obvious. Only nimble fingers are capable of intricate details like this.
Forrest: Awww, thank you, Mother! Your kindness means the world to me.
Charlotte: You even used all my favorite colors! Maybe I'll start wearing this dress every day.
Forrest: You don't have to do that! Besides, why would you want to wear the same thing? Honestly, I would love to make you a wide variety of dresses!
Charlotte: Heehee. That would be so great!
B Support
Forrest: *sigh*
Charlotte: Did something happen? Spit it out already, Forrest.
Forrest: How could you tell?
Charlotte: You're such a silly boy. I'm your mother. And besides, it's written all over your face.
Forrest: Ahh, I see... Well, I went into town to pick up supplies today, and I ran into the worst people. There was an elderly man who had gotten lost, and no one would help him. A few townsfolk were mocking him! I was disheartened to see people be so cruel.
Charlotte: Hmmm... People can be pretty awful. I'm so sorry that happened. ...What did you do?
Forrest: I helped him get home, of course! The poor dear was so confused. I don't understand. It's one thing to stand by idly, but they were laughing at him!
Charlotte: *sigh* Forrest.
Forrest: I know I shouldn't be surprised. People can be incredibly unkind. Sometimes I wish I could shut myself up in my room...forever!
Charlotte: But, sweetie, locking yourself away won't do you any good! Just think—if you'd stayed home, no one would have rescued that old man!
Forrest: Thanks, Mother! I've got to find my courage.
Charlotte: Absolutely, dear. Stupid people will always voice their stupid opinions. But that's no reason to stop being true to yourself.
Forrest: You're right. It would hurt even more to change myself just to avoid their cruelty.
Charlotte: Don't give in to those jerks. If you're feeling down, you can always come and find me. I'll always be here. Even if you just need someone to talk to.
Forrest: I couldn't ask for anything more. Thank you, Mother.
A Support
Charlotte: Heehee... *hum*
Forrest: Morning, Mother! You look so chipper. Did something good happen?
Charlotte: No, Forrest. Something WONDERFUL happened! I went into town today wearing the dress you made. And every person I passed told me they loved it!
Forrest: Oh really? That makes me so happy to hear!
Charlotte: Heehee. Every mother just loves to hear praise for her child's accomplishments. I wasn't fishing for compliments, but everyone I passed said something. Men, women, even little children! It was just fantastic! I know it was just the dress, but it still felt like they were complimenting me too.
Forrest: What do you mean? Mother, you are beautiful! The dress simply drew attention to your lovely face.
Charlotte: Ohhh, don't try and flatter me. Besides, it wasn't the dress I was so happy about.
Forrest: No?
Charlotte: A lady said the sweetest thing to me. She said I must be an amazing mom to have raised such a lovely young woman. She saw you help that old man, and she was so impressed!
Forrest: Really?! ...You know, Mother, I've just decided something. I won't let the laughter of cruel people stop me from being who I am. Long ago, I decided I wouldn't let them change the way I dress... and I certainly won't let them stop me from being compassionate toward others.
Charlotte: Good for you, Forrest!
Forrest: Thank you, Mother. I'll follow your advice and keep being me. In fact, I think I will start by making you another dress to wear around town. I bet you'll love it!
Charlotte: How exciting! I can't wait to see what you come up with next!
Ignatius
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C Support
Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I was wondering if you could help me with something...
Charlotte: Such as?
Ignatius: You know...now that I'm here it seems a little silly. Forget about it. I can take care of it.
Charlotte: You get an unwanted visitor in your tent? A worm? A spider? Level with me.
Ignatius: It's a spider riding a worm. If it had just been a spider OR a worm, I could have handled it—I swear!
Charlotte: Say no more, my boy. We'll have this worm-rider flattened in no time.
Ignatius: Oh, gods... Please do NOT squish them. Just take them somewhere far, far away. This will be the last time—I promise.
Charlotte: The tough-guy act might fool your friends, my boy, but never your mother. Don't worry. You can always come crawling to me when things come crawling to you.
Ignatius: I know. I really am working up the courage to handle my own bugs, you know?
Charlotte: Teehee... If you say so. Now then, where'd I put that bug swatter?
Ignatius: No, I said DON'T squish them! I don't want bug guts on my things!
B Support
Ignatius: Good day, Mother. Do you have a moment?
Charlotte: I can spare a little time. Why? Is something...BUGGING you?
Ignatius: No! I told you, I'm going to deal with my own bugs from now on. Why, just the other day a ladybug landed on my forearm... And, through gritted teeth, I was able to gently brush it away.
Charlotte: You oughtta get a medal. But if that's not the trouble, then what is?
Ignatius: Well, it is about my tent. There's something wrong with it.
Charlotte: I hope it doesn't need patching, because you may be in the wrong department.
Ignatius: No, the fabric is intact. It's just... I believe my tent is haunted. As I was drifting off to sleep, I was sure I could see a face staring at me!
Charlotte: Heh heh... Did it look like... THIS?!
Ignatius: MOTHER! That's not funny.
Charlotte: Sorry, sorry. I don't mind helping you scare off the ghost, if that's what you want.
Ignatius: I mean, I don't believe in evil spirits. I know they don't exist, but... What if they do?
Charlotte: Teehee! It's been a long time since I heard that question. You've been terrified of ghosts ever since you were knee high. Ah, memories...
Ignatius: I'm sorry. I know it must seem like such a petty fear to you. You must be disappointed to have raised a coward.
Charlotte: Now, now. I didn't say that. It's fine to be scared of some things! Especially if they're petty!
Ignatius: Really? You mean that?
Charlotte: It's when you're scared of what matters that you have a problem. And I've never known you to be frightened of anything that matters.
Ignatius: Heh. Well, thank you, Mother.
Charlotte: Thinking about when you were little reminds me of the stuffed animals you had. Do you still need those things to get to sleep?
Ignatius: Yes, what of it?
Charlotte: Oh, nothing, I guess. I just thought... Well, maybe there's a connection between your bedtime pals and your fear of ghosts?
Ignatius: Oh. OH! Never mind.
A Support
Ignatius: Hello, Mother. I have something for you.
Charlotte: A charm, huh? You made this?
Ignatius: Yes. It's meant to bring you good luck.
Charlotte: Nice! Wish I'd had this back when I was trying to land a man... Why now, anyway?
Ignatius: It's just... I don't want you to die.
Charlotte: Oh, my boy.
Ignatius: I know I shouldn't worry about it, but... I get scared every time you fight. If something were to happen to you...
Charlotte: You don't have to worry about that. Your dad would never let it happen.
Ignatius: Yes, and I know how tough you are, too. But I still worry. You're the only person who accepts me just the way I am. I...I just can't stand the thought of losing you.
Charlotte: That's sweet and all, but... you're going to have to deal with it sometime, you know?
Ignatius: You're right. Of course.
Charlotte: Don't worry, my boy. You're tougher than you give yourself credit for. You're no coward. You're gonna make it in this world just fine by yourself. And it won't even be by yourself! Just think of all the people who love you!
Ignatius: I know. I'll try to be stronger. I'm sorry if I worried you.
Charlotte: Oh, I'm an old hand at worrying about you now. I worry so much about you that I practically forget to do it sometimes.
Ignatius: Mother... Just promise me that you'll live a long, healthy life, OK?
Charlotte: I don't know if I can promise...but I certainly hope so!
Velouria
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C Support
Velouria: Mom? Where are you, Mom?! *sniff* *sniff* *SNIFF* Ooh, I think she's this way…
Charlotte: Hm? Velouria? Is something wrong?
Velouria: Mom! There you are! I knew my nose wouldn't fail me in my time of need.
Charlotte: Uh-oh. This sounds like trouble...
Velouria: Mom... May I have a hug? A big one? Right now?
Charlotte: Huh? Is that all? Well, if you must.
Velouria: *sniff* *sniff* Mom, you smell so sweet. Just like a flower!
Charlotte: Untwitch that nose, young lady. (Gods, I hope no one is watching.)
Velouria: *SNIFF* *SNIFF* I'm getting sleepy just being in your arms, Mom... *sniff-sniff*...
Charlotte: Oh? Teehee... Does the scent of a beautiful woman have soporific qualities?
Velouria: Mom... Don't ever go anywhere... I want to stay with you...forever... *sniff* *sniff* Zzz...
Charlotte: Don't worry about it. Or do. Either way, I'm not going anywhere.
Velouria: Zzz... I love you, Mom... Zzzzzz...
B Support
Charlotte: Velouria? Where'd you get off to? It's time for dinner, you know.
Velouria: ...
Charlotte: Hmm. Are you...upset about something?
Velouria: Mom, I've been thinking... You shouldn't be here.
Charlotte: What? Where did that come from?
Velouria: I want you to go somewhere far away from here. Somewhere safe. If you stay here, something bad might happen!
Charlotte: Obviously. We're on a battlefield in the middle of a war. Bad things happen.
Velouria: I know! That's why you have to go far away from this place!
Charlotte: You're suggesting I ditch everything I have here and run off alone?
Velouria: I don't like the sound of it either, but it's the only way to keep you safe. Missing you is a lot better than losing you forever.
Charlotte: I'll hear no such defeatist talk from any daughter of mine! I still have schemes in play here. Besides, everybody else would be lost without me.
Velouria: I don't care about the others—only you! You're my mom... I need you to be safe.
Charlotte: You have a firm grasp on the obvious, my girl. I am indeed your mother. That's exactly the reason I'm here fighting so hard!
Velouria: I don't understand...
Charlotte: Do I need to spell it out? Obviously, I just want to see things settle down so you can live happily and quietly.
Velouria: ...
Charlotte: I'm flattered—really I am—that you worry about me. But I can't do what you want.
Velouria: Mom... May I hug you for a while?
Charlotte: If that'll make you happy.
Velouria: You smell so nice, Mom... Don't...don't ever leave me... *sniff*
Charlotte: Yeah, yeah... Don't worry, I'm stuck with you for life.
A Support
Velouria: Mom... MOM?!
Charlotte: Hi, Velouria. You came for something?
Velouria: I need to hug you some more.
Charlotte: Sure thing. C'mere and give me one of your wolf hugs.
Velouria: You smell more like a flower every day, Mom.
Charlotte: What else would you expect? I'm surprised it doesn't overwhelm your sensitive nose.
Velouria: Mom...I'm sorry for saying such funny things the other day. I won't ever tell you to go away again. I think I understand why you refused.
Charlotte: Oh, is that what's worrying you? I know you had my best interests in mind at the time.
Velouria: I decided I'm going to get stronger. Strong enough to protect you! You're the most important mommy in the whole world, so I have to watch over you.
Charlotte: Teehee... There you go again. I know I tease you sometimes, Velouria, but I spend a lot of time protecting you. The truth is, you're the most important thing in all the world to me.
Velouria: Is it OK if I hug you a little longer?
Charlotte: I haven't been able to stop you so far.
Velouria: Can I hug you tighter and tighter until we both explode from love?
Charlotte: N-no! I prefer to stay unexploded!
Velouria: My mom, the flower... I love you so much... I'll love you forever and ever, Mom...
Charlotte: Yes, yes... I love you too, dear.
Percy
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C Support
Percy: Mom, I'm home! Is dinner ready yet?
Charlotte: Ahh, there you are, Percy. Dinner is cooling on the table.
Percy: No time to wait! I'm gonna dig in.
Charlotte: HOLD IT! Did you wash your hands?
Percy: Oops, I forgot. I'll run and wash them.
Charlotte: Geez, slow down! We have 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?
Charlotte: Heh, you're going to protect me, huh?
Percy: I promise, I'll never let anything bad happen to you. You can count on me!
Charlotte: That's sweet. But how about you focus on chewing properly for the time being. You won't be able to train if you have a terrible stomachache.
Percy: Good point, Mom. For the time being, I'll train myself to eat quickly but efficiently.
Charlotte: If you insist. Let's eat up!
B Support
Percy: Mom, I'm back!
Charlotte: Percy, your knee is bleeding! What happened?
Percy: Fear not, Mom! This scratch is merely a symbol of my dedication to training.
Charlotte: Well you better let me disinfect that right away.
Percy: No, no, it's OK. I'm sure it will be fine if we leave it alone.
Charlotte: No, it's NOT OK! If that wound festers, you won't be happy— trust me. We have to clean and dress that cut.
Percy: I'm fine—don't worry. But if it will make you feel better...
Charlotte: Well of course I'm worried. I'm your mother, after all. Now hold still so I can put some medicine on that scrape.
Percy: Youch! You didn't say that would sting! Can you try to be a little more gentle?
Charlotte: You can't deal with an itty-bitty amount of pain? You won't be able to protect anyone if you act like a little weakling.
Percy: What? No, I was just...pretending! Yeah, I was totally just pretending it hurt. I can't believe you actually fell for that. Go ahead, put on more medicine. I can take it.
Charlotte: Lucky for you, I only needed a tiny dab. So how did you end up hurting yourself?
Percy: I was running down a mountain as fast as I could. But I lost my footing and tripped.
Charlotte: It's amazing that you walked away with only a small scratch... You're very lucky. Do me a favor and knock off the reckless training, OK?
Percy: But... How can I get strong enough to protect you if I quit?
Charlotte: Percy, you're a very sweet boy. I know your heart is in the right place. But no true protector puts themselves in harm's way for a cheap thrill. It's simply thoughtless. You're the dearest person in the world to me. I don't want to see you get hurt. Understand?
Percy: You're right... I'm sorry, Mom.
Charlotte: It's OK. Just be careful. Would you like something to eat?
Percy: Yes please! All that tumbling made me hungry.
A Support
Percy: Hey, Mom...
Charlotte: Did something happen, Percy? You look rather gloomy today.
Percy: I'm just not sure if I can actually get strong enough to protect you.
Charlotte: Why would you even think that?
Percy: There are so many strong people all around the camp. Much stronger than me... What do I do if I come across a foe who is more powerful than I am? Thinking about that makes me lose confidence...
Charlotte: Hmm...I see. Well, don't worry yourself. If you work really hard, you can be the strongest of all.
Percy: You're just trying to make me feel better...
Charlotte: Why would I lie? I've noticed all the effort you've put into your training. If you keep it up, someday you will be the strongest person in the world.
Percy: Someday isn't good enough. What if evil rears its head before I'm ready to defeat it?
Charlotte: You have nothing to worry about. I'll keep watch over you until your training is complete. Then, when you're all grown up... you can watch over me.
Percy: That sounds like a great plan. I'm gonna bust my tail and work even harder. Then no enemy will dare challenge me.
Charlotte: I'll cheer you on all the way. And hey, maybe I'll make some of your favorite dishes too!
Percy: Yay! Thanks, Mom!
Ophelia
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C Support
Ophelia: Mother, my situation is terribly dire.
Charlotte: Oh no! What's wrong, Ophelia?
Ophelia: A voracious beast stirs within me. It demands a hearty offering.
Charlotte: Ohh, I understand. You're hungry!
Ophelia: You know me so well.
Charlotte: Well of course I do! After all, I am a chosen one.
Ophelia: Y-you are?! Somehow, I always suspected. I have to admit, I'm a little jealous. I wish I were a chosen one too! Then we could battle side by side!
Charlotte: Heehee. That would be wonderful.
Ophelia: First we'd better quiet this grumbling in my belly.
Charlotte: OK, OK! I'll go whip up something yummy.
Ophelia: Let me help! What should I do first?
Charlotte: How about you grab us a few bowls.
Ophelia: Sure thing! I've got it under contr— AHH!
Ophelia: Mother! These shattered bowls foretell a dire event in our future...
Charlotte: Ophelia, just apologize if you broke the bowl. It's the polite thing to do.
Ophelia: You're right. I'm sorry.
B Support
Ophelia: *sigh*
Charlotte: Ophelia, you look upset. Is something troubling you?
Ophelia: Chosen ones really do see everything, don't they?
Charlotte: You're obviously upset. Just tell me what happened. Maybe I can help.
Ophelia: I've been wondering something. Do you think I'll become a chosen one too?
Charlotte: Huh? Why would you ask me that?
Ophelia: Well, it's just that I'm not strong like you and Father.
Charlotte: Is that all? Don't worry so much! I have nothing but faith in you.
Ophelia: You don't understand how I feel! You're so strong already.
Charlotte: You know I wasn't always this way, right?
Ophelia: Huh? What do you mean?
Charlotte: My strength came after I became a chosen one.
Ophelia: Really? How is that possible?
Charlotte: Ophelia, who do you think chose me?
Ophelia: Hmm. Fate? Or the gods perhaps?
Charlotte: Nope! It was you, Ophelia. You chose me.
Ophelia: I did?
Charlotte: Your birth made me stronger than I ever thought possible. I wanted to protect you, make sure nothing bad ever happened.
Ophelia: Oh, I had no idea.
Charlotte: Everything will be fine, sweetie. In time, you'll be a chosen one too!
Ophelia: Thanks, Mother.
A Support
Ophelia: Hello, Mother!
Charlotte: Good morning, sweetie. You're looking cheerful today!
Ophelia: Thanks to you, I am! You pulled me free when I had sunk into a whirlpool of despair.
Charlotte: That's what I'm here for, silly.
Ophelia: Now that I have moved past that darkness, I need you to teach me everything. Battlefield strategy, culinary techniques... Whatever wisdom you can spare.
Charlotte: Why are you so excited all of a sudden?
Ophelia: Generations to come should benefit from your experience. I need your help, Mother. I must become much stronger. With your guidance, I can develop the tenacity and skill to back up my words. Maybe then I could inspire and help people.
Charlotte: Heehee, I see.
Ophelia: Please, I just want to be an incredible chosen one, like you! Teach me everything! I'll soak up your knowledge like a sponge.
Charlotte: Listen, I won't be easy on you. But I'll train you to become a rough and tough warrior, just like me!
Ophelia: Thank you, Mother! Can we start with some chores?
Charlotte: Perfect. Why don't you wash those dirty dishes?
Ophelia: OK! You mean this pile here? AHHH!
Ophelia: Oh no! I broke a plate. I'm so sorry, Mother.
Charlotte: Hey! You apologized right away this time.
Ophelia: Well, a true chosen one doesn't try to hide their mistakes, right?
Charlotte: Heehee. At least you're learning!
Soleil
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C Support
Soleil: Hi, Mom! What are you getting up to today? Sharpening blades?
Charlotte: That's right, sweetie. I've been repairing some of these worn-down swords. They have to be nice and sharp if you want them to be any good on the battlefield.
Soleil: Wow, that's so interesting...
Charlotte: What is it? You're staring awfully hard. Spit it out already!
Soleil: Shh, be quiet. I need to take in this moment so I can remember it forever. My perfect mother, standing with a blade glimmering brightly in the sun... Her hair swaying gently in the breeze while she takes the stone to the iron... Heehee! This is just too adorable!! What a cute scene!
Charlotte: Huh? What are you talking about? Don't you dare tease me like that. I'm your mother!
Soleil: I'd never tease you, Mom! Seriously! You're always so humble about everything. I never knew how much elegance and grace was required for maintaining weapons. I can't handle it! Everything is so crazy adorable with you! We have to run into town and grab some tea together. I need to know how you became such a world-class cutie.
Charlotte: Are you nuts?! I don't have the time to go on a picnic. I told you, there's a bunch of work around here that I still need to do. Get out of the way, Soleil!
(Charlotte leaves)
Soleil: Hey, wait! Don't go, Mom!
B Support
Soleil: Strong hands running through pure, golden feed... With a quick flick of the wrist, she scatters the food deftly on the ground... Sweet, fluffy critters line up just to bask in her presence... Heehee...
Charlotte: Good gawds, are you trying to annoy the life out of me? How am I supposed to get anything done when you're just mumbling away nonstop! Knock it off, Soleil!
Soleil: I can't help it! What am I supposed to do? You're the one who decided to do your chores in such an adorable way! If you don't want me to be distracting, then quit being so cute already!
Charlotte: I'm only going to say this one more time... KNOCK IT OFF! Do you really want to see me get mad? Do you?!
Soleil: Aww, you're even cuter when you get really angry at me!
Charlotte: *sigh* Why do you and your father have to be so much alike? Now hurry up and get out of the way! These chores aren't going to do themselves.
Soleil: But you've been working all morning! Can't you take a break? I got this wonderful blanket from the fair the other day. We should go have a picnic! It would be such a cute, idyllic scene, don't you think?
Charlotte: If I take a break now, I'll be working until far after sundown.
Soleil: Do you labor like this every day?
Charlotte: Of course! This is my normal workload.
Soleil: Wow, I had no idea.
Charlotte: I have to see to the horses, Soleil. Please, stand aside.
Soleil: Wait a minute. Can't I help? There must be some way to make myself useful.
Charlotte: Fine. You see that pile of carrots there? Go ahead and chop them up. The horses go absolutely wild for them.
Soleil: Leave it to me! Oh my gosh, has anyone ever looked cuter than us right now? This is so much fun, heehee!
Charlotte: Put a cork in it, Soleil!
A Support
Charlotte: I should start organizing this new batch of supplies…
Soleil: Moooom! There you are! Hi!
Charlotte: Soleil, I don't have time for your nonsense.
Soleil: I didn't come here to harp on how cute you look counting these sacks of rice. I mean, it's delightful. Heehee... Sorry, I got distracted. I came here to tell you something important. I've learned so much by watching you work the last few days... I feel like I appreciate all your efforts more than ever. I had no idea how much work it takes to get everything done around here. It's very impressive.
Charlotte: I'm surprised that you noticed.
Soleil: You've inspired me to make a big decision. I'm going to be just like you! After all, you're my mom! I can't sit here and let you do all the chores by yourself.
Charlotte: Heh, it's funny to watch you pretend to be a good girl all of a sudden. You don't need to worry about me. I can handle this on my own.
Soleil: It's super cute when you act really selfless. But I want to pitch in! Can't I do something?
Charlotte: Fine, if you insist. I suppose I can find something for you to do.
Soleil: Really?! That's so exciting! Thanks, Mom. I promise I'll work super hard! You can count on me.
Charlotte: But you have to promise me one thing. Quit trying to compliment and flatter me all the time. It's getting really irritating.
Soleil: Hahaha! You're so silly. That's impossible. We're a total dream team! Watch out, world! These two cuties are gonna knock out some chores!
Charlotte: *sigh* Let's get to work already.
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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…
Charlotte: Aha! There you are.
Nina: Gah! Mother?! What are you doing here? I thought you were training! You didn't hear me talking about...stuff... Did you?
Charlotte: Hmmmm? Oh, Nina, you know I don't pay much attention to you. Why?
Nina: No reason! Don't worry about it! Whew...
Charlotte: Anyway, I meant to tell you I cleaned up that sty of a room for you.
Nina: Mother! That's my private space.
Charlotte: But what if you had to entertain? There were books heaped all over the place! I did you the favor of stacking them all up in the closet. Out of sight, out of mind!
Nina: Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods... PLEASE tell me you didn't open any of those books...
Charlotte: Weren't you listening? I put in all that work, and not one word of gratitude?
Nina: My diaries and journals, Mother! Did you read them or didn't you?
Charlotte: Oh, relax. I didn't go digging into your diaries. What do you take me for? Besides...even if I did, you're still my kid, warts and all.
Nina: What's that supposed to mean? It sounds like you DID read them! Well? Did you or didn't you? ARRRRGH!
B Support
Nina: *sigh* Why does it have to be so difficult…
Charlotte: What's wrong this time, Nina?
Nina: Oh...hi, Mother. I...I dunno.
Charlotte: Don't frown, or you'll get premature wrinkles. Tell me what's wrong instead.
Nina: Well, I suppose that can't make it any worse... I...I have a hard time talking to guys. But I think about them all the time! I feel like such a freak. Like they know that I'm thinking about them... And I just clam up and turn red. It's so awful!
Charlotte: Awww, I'm glad you're thinking about it so early. It's an important subject! But don't be ashamed. Everybody takes a while to perfect their persona.
Nina: Ugh, you don't understand! When I finally manage to stammer a few words out... I start acting super mean and creepy for no reason! I need to change. But I don't know how...
Charlotte: Listen, Nina. As your mother, I guarantee you have nothing to worry about.
Nina: ...Why do you say that?
Charlotte: You already see where you might be going wrong, don't you? Just be mindful of those worries and try to correct for them. It might take time, but eventually you can convince people you care.
Nina: But...I really do care...
Charlotte: Even better! That should make it much easier for you.
Nina: Thanks, Mother. I actually feel a little bit better.
Charlotte: I can't believe any daughter of mine has trouble talking to boys, though... Is this because of those weird fantasies of yours?
Nina: Wait, so you DID read them? AGHHH! I'm going to DIEEEEEE!
A Support
Nina: Hey, Mother. Guess what? I talked to a guy today, and it wasn't weird at all!
Charlotte: Oh yeah? This I gotta hear.
Nina: Well, it was pretty basic as far as talking goes. I just gave him directions. But I didn't say anything weird or run away randomly!
Charlotte: Hey, good for you!
Nina: Right? I've been giggling about it all afternoon.
Charlotte: All in all, I'd say you shaped up pretty well, daughter of mine. Putting your weird hobbies aside, I mean.
Nina: I thought we agreed to never speak of...my hobbies...ever again!
Charlotte: Sure, if you want. That doesn't change my point, though.
Nina: How many of my diaries did you read, Mother? Jeez!
Charlotte: Nina... It's perfectly normal to have a side you don't show to just anyone. Besides, Corrin was impressed when I showed them to <him/her>.
Nina: WHAT?! Why would you do that? WHY?
Charlotte: You worry too much, Nina. Just remember, I love you anyway, just the way you are.
Nina: Great. That will be comforting when everyone knows what a huge freak I am. Thanks, Mother.
Charlotte: So what if you're a freak? Like mother, like daughter, teehee!
Asugi
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C Support
Asugi: Ah, mission accomplished. I got a ton of useful information tonight. Today's undercover work was riskier than usual. I almost got caught this time. "Almost" doesn't count though, heh heh. Time to share what I learned and go relax.
Charlotte: Welcome home, Asugi!
Asugi: M-Mom?! Shouldn't you be asleep? It's really late.
Charlotte: Is it? I hadn't noticed. Time flies when you're waiting for your only child to return from mortal peril.
Asugi: I'm fine, Mom. It's an early morning tomorrow. You should be asleep!
Charlotte: You're not getting off the hook with that. I was worried silly about you!
Asugi: Look, I get sent out on these recon trips because I'm good at them. We all risk our lives when we're out on our missions, and I'm no different.
Charlotte: But when I go on a mission, I'm sensible enough to bring human sh—teammates! Whereas you go solo. So I wanted to stay up until I could see for myself you're safe.
Asugi: I told you, I'm fine. I do what I have to, and that's the end of it. If you stay up all night, you'll just be a liability to all of us tomorrow.
Charlotte: Well, you don't have to say it like that!
Asugi: Look, it's late. I'm exhausted. We should both get some rest.
Charlotte: Yes, it's far past bedtime for us both.
B Support
Asugi: I've successfully infiltrated the enemy base. Piece of cake! (Mmm...cake.) Now to scope out what the leaders here are up to. They've been acting suspicious. If I can just find some evidence that they're planning something…
Charlotte: I suggest eavesdropping.
Asugi: WHAA—?! What...? MOM?! What in the name of all that is sweet and holy are you doing here?
Charlotte: Oh, don't mind me. I came along to help out.
Asugi: Wh-why would you follow me? This place is dangerous!
Charlotte: It certainly is! This place is crawling with enemy soldiers. Now imagine what would happen if one of them saw you without any support!
Asugi: You shouldn't be here, Mom. This is MY mission, not yours!
Charlotte: Oh, you can still have all the credit. I don't care about that. But I want to be around to help in case something happens!
Asugi: SHH! Be quiet!
Charlotte: Wha—? Why, you little—!
Asugi: Not another word! The enemy patrol is heading this way...
Charlotte: *grumble*
Asugi: *sigh* OK, they're gone. Gods, my heart is racing. I was certain they'd spotted us.
Charlotte: Is this how all your missions go?! Good thing I'm along!
Asugi: Geez, Mom. I know parents like to bond with their kids, but this is overkill!
Charlotte: When have you ever known me to do anything halfway, my boy?
Asugi: Ugh, enough is enough. I can't think straight when you're here. This whole mission is a bust. Let's go.
Charlotte: Huh...?
Asugi: Come on, Mom. I know a shortcut back. It's time to go home.
Charlotte: But...suspicious enemy officers! Secret plans! Ninja stuff! What happened to that?
Asugi: It's over. Come on, let's hurry back.
Charlotte: If you insist...
A Support
Charlotte: Hi, Asugi. What are we infiltrating tonight?
Asugi: ... WE are not going anywhere. You're not coming along.
Charlotte: What? Why not?! You think you can order me around? I'm YOUR mother! And I say I'm going!
Asugi: Mom, you're being unreasonable. Don't you trust me?
Charlotte: Absolutely! It's your partner I'm concerned about. The one who DOESN'T EXIST. Who better to look after you than a mother who knows her way around a weapon?
Asugi: We each have our own part to play in this war, Mom. I'm a ninja, so I fulfill the roles that my training has prepared me for. When you follow me, it puts us both in very real danger. Instead of focusing on the mission, I can only think of protecting you.
Charlotte: Maybe my point isn't getting across.
Asugi: ...
Charlotte: There are a hundred ways these solo reconnaissance missions can go wrong. I know, because I lie awake at night thinking about them all. How do you expect me to sit on my hands with all that?!
Asugi: Mom... Look, this is embarrassing, so I'm only going to say it once.
Charlotte: Um— OK...
Asugi: When I got back from my mission that one night and I saw you waiting up for me... I was really happy.
Charlotte: Awww. How sweet!
Asugi: It made me realize that I had a real home to come back to. Knowing you're out there, waiting for me, makes me desperate to make it back home. No matter how much danger I'm in or what I have to do to make it back safely... I always will. I will always, always come back home to you.
Charlotte: Asugi...
Asugi: That's why I need you to stay here. My home is wherever YOU are. I can't do what I do without knowing that I have a loving home waiting for me. As long as you're here, safe and happy, I'll never lose heart.
Charlotte: ... Hmph... You're not leaving me much choice here, are you? Hard to say no to a passionate plea like that...
Asugi: Mom... Thank you. You don't know what that means to me.
Charlotte: It had better mean a lot! It won't be easy for me, staying behind. But for you, I'll make the sacrifice of letting you go without me into terrible danger. I guess I could pass the time cooking those sweets you love so much.
Asugi: That...would be AMAZING!
Charlotte: Lots and lots of them, to fatten you up so you can't go on missions anymore! Ugh. No. I didn't mean that. What I meant was, I love you, Asugi.
Asugi: Thanks, Mom. I love you too.
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C Support
Selkie: Hey, Mom! What are you doing? Wanna go outside and play?
Charlotte: Oh, ugh! Selkie, you're disgusting! How did you manage to get that muddy?!
Selkie: Oh, I was exploring in the forest, and I think I fell off a cliff or two. Heehee!
Charlotte: Y-you...you what?! Don't move a muscle! I'll get a healer at once!
Selkie: Aww, I'm fine. I just scraped my knees a little bit. Everything still works the way it's supposed to. See?
Charlotte: Fine, but cut it out with the handstands. All the blood will rush to your head. Selkie, you had me worried sick. Why don't you try having some indoor fun for a while?
Selkie: Grr, that's no fun! What am I supposed to do?
Charlotte: I could always use someone to comb out my hair for me. One hundred strokes per lock should keep you busy for a while.
Selkie: I dunno...sounds boring. Oh! I have an idea! Let's play dress-up! We can put on makeup and everything.
Charlotte: Makeup? That's the last thing I expected to hear out of your mouth. But it's a splendid idea! I'm a makeup connoisseur—I can teach you everything!
Selkie: Yay! Let's do it! Gimme that lipstick!
Charlotte: Tsk, tsk, Selkie. Proper cosmetic technique cannot be rushed. Just wait as patiently as you're able. I'll call for you when everything is ready.
Selkie: All right...this is gonna be great!
B Support
Charlotte: Are you ready to be gorgeous, Selkie?
Selkie: Oh yeah! Bring it on!
Charlotte: Heehee... You don't know how pleased I am to finally be teaching you how to do this. When we're finished, you'll love makeup as much as I do! But as for where to start—
Selkie: War paint! Right under the eyes with lipstick! I want green—do you have green?
Charlotte: Haha...ha... Erm, all in due time, Selkie! Before we get to that, we have to put on foundation.
Selkie: You mean this powdery stuff? I think it's gonna make me sneeze. AH-CHOO! Oh no...it's everywhere!
Charlotte: Don't panic. Just go wash up, and we'll try again.
Selkie: *sniff* I'm sorry, Mom. I'm screwing everything up, aren't I?
Charlotte: I'd be amazed if you didn't. If makeup were simple, then everyone would be beautiful. It takes practice and effort to look this radiant. Even I, when I first started, was merely...pretty. Just watch and learn, and you'll understand soon enough.
Selkie: Really? OK...that sounds good.
Charlotte: I knew you'd see it my way. Now, what was it you wanted? Green lipstick? Instead of that, why don't we try making you look—
Selkie: Fierce! I want to look like I could rip your head off with my teeth. Rawr! I mean, not YOUR head, Mom. Anyway, make me look fierce!
Charlotte: You're incorrigible, Selkie. Why fight it? You'll get your way in the end. And I think I have just the thing...
A Support
Selkie: Hey, Mom! Guess what?
Charlotte: I'm not sure I like that gleeful look on your face...
Selkie: I got so many compliments on the makeup you did for me! People said that I looked terrifying!
Charlotte: Teehee...never let it be said that I can't hit the effect I aim for! It won't be long before you can terrorize the populace all by yourself!
Selkie: Uh-huh! There's just one problem...
Charlotte: I can't imagine what.
Selkie: Well, I loved the makeup, but it took so long to put on. I'd kind of rather spend that time outside playing and running.
Charlotte: ...Come again...?
Selkie: Oh! But that doesn't mean I didn't like being with you. It was really fun to see how you put it all together. I guess what I'm saying is... Sometimes I want to do makeup with you, but other times... I want to run and play outside with you!
Charlotte: *sigh* At least you were interested in makeup for a few minutes. I guess I should savor the little victories. You can do whatever your heart desires, Selkie. I'd be a fool to get in your way.
Selkie: I can? Yay!
Charlotte: Maybe the next time you go exploring, I'll come along to keep an eye on you. Wouldn't that be nice, dear?
Selkie: Aww, you're the best! I'm so glad you're my mom!
Growth rates for class trees available via support
Hoshido classes
Samurai Swordmaster Master of Arms Oni Savage Oni Chieftain Blacksmith Spear Fighter/Spear Master Basara Diviner Onmyoji Shrine Maiden Priestess
| Class | HP | Str | Mag | Skill | Spd | Lck | Def | Res |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Samurai | 75% | 65% | 0% | 50% | 70% | 60% | 20% | 15% |
Sky Knight Falcon Knight Kinshi Knight Archer Sniper Ninja Master Ninja Mechanist Apothecary Merchant
| Class | HP | Str | Mag | Skill | Spd | Lck | Def | Res |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Sky Knight | 65% | 65% | 0% | 45% | 65% | 65% | 20% | 25% |
Nohrian classes
Cavalier Paladin Great Knight Knight General Mercenary Bow Knight Outlaw Adventurer Wyvern Rider Wyvern Lord Malig Knight Dark Mage Sorcerer Dark Knight
| Class | HP | Str | Mag | Skill | Spd | Lck | Def | Res |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Cavalier | 75% | 70% | 0% | 45% | 60% | 60% | 30% | 10% |
