Our time in Begnion is up, and on to Daein we travel! So now that we're out of the forest, how did our army pass the time?
Today's Supports:
- Tormod/Devdan C
- Mordecai/Stefan C
- Astrid/Makalov C
- Gatrie/Ilyana C
- Brom/Zihark B
- Marcia/Kieran B
- Titania/Mist A
- Mist/Jill A
- Marcia/Rolf A
- Ilyana/Mordecai A
C Supports
Tormod/Devdan C
Tormod: Hmmm… I told him to meet me right here. Where is he…?
Devdan: Devdan is here!
Tormod: Waaaaghhhhh!
Devdan: What’s wrong?!
Tormod: Gaaaah! Don’t scare me like that! My heart nearly exploded! There goes ten years off my life!
Devdan: Don’t overreact, little Tormod. Devdan didn’t scare ten years off your life… Devdan thinks you are just stalling! But now it’s time to get to work. The commander asked us to work on these weapons. We should get started.
Tormod: I’m the world’s greatest mage! Why do I have to do these stupid chores?
Devdan: Because you will learn something. It’s important to know all about the different kind of weapons you’ll encounter on the battlefield.
Tormod: Hmmm…yeah. Well, you have a good point there.
Devdan: Mua ha har hee ho hee hoo! All of Devdan’s points are good!
Tormod: Um… all right, then. I’ll get started on the swords!
Of Devdan's three Supports, this is probably his best one- admittedly, I might be biased towards Tormod. Devdan is teaching Tormod... something about weapons that will help him in his magely endeavours. And being only slightly creepy in the process.
Mordecai/Stefan C
Mordecai: Stefan! Here you are.
Stefan: Yeah…
Mordecai: Do you still want to hear about Gallia? There are many things I can tell you.
Stefan: I was wondering… Do you like Gallia, Mordecai?
Mordecai: I do. Gallia is a good country. Strong. Plentiful. Very good for me and for my friends.
Stefan: It is, huh?
Mordecai: And do you like Begnion?
Stefan: I detest it.
Mordecai: Detest? I do not know this word.
Stefan: Then you’re lucky. Sometimes, being ignorant can be a blessing.
Mordecai: Ignorant? …I have a difficult time with beorc words. They are strange to me.
Short, but when it comes to Stefan, very sweet. Mordecai may not know the definitions of the words Stefan is using, but they are very potent ones indeed. It's also important to keep logged in the back of your mind that Stefan is interested in Mordecai's opinion of Gallia.
Astrid/Makalov C
Astrid: Good day, sir.
Makalov: Huh? Are you talking to me?
Astrid: Yes, sir. My name is Astrid. May I ask you your name, good sir?
Makalov: I’m not really a knight, so you can drop the whole sir thing. I’m Makalov. Nice to meet you.
Astrid: The feeling is mutual, Makalov. By the way, you dropped these flowers.
Makalov: Ah! I didn’t even notice…
Astrid: They are so pretty!
Makalov: Not bad for some wildflowers growing in a ditch, right?
Astrid: You picked them yourself? That’s very sweet, Makalov.
Makalov: Um… well… how should I put this? I picked them to butter up my sister.
Astrid: You’re such a thoughtful brother! I’d better give them back to you, then… There you go!
Makalov: Go ahead and take a couple.
Astrid: Some flowers? Are you certain?
Makalov: It’s my way of saying thanks for picking them up. Besides, they look good on you. Now, if you’ll just excuse me, I have to run along now…
Astrid: Thank you! Oh, Makalov…
Yeah, uh... this is going to be the start of a long and ugly relationship. Astrid is the very slightest bit naive about the world, and Makalov is juuuuuuuust presentable enough that he can pass as slightly tolerable. I imagine it doesn't take a genius to figure out where this is going.
Incidentally, if Marcia is dead, this conversation changes:
Makalov: Oh… I didn’t notice…
Astrid: They are so pretty!
Makalov: Not bad for some wildflowers growing in a ditch, right?
Astrid: You picked them yourself? That’s very sweet, Makalov.
Makalov: Yeah. They’re for my sister. Well… for her grave… …She always liked flowers…
Astrid: Oh…that’s so sad. I’m sorry, Makalov. Here, take them back.
Makalov: Aw, it’s all right. Take one if you want.
Astrid: Are you sure?
Makalov: It’s my way of saying thanks for picking them up. Besides, they look good on you. Excuse me… I have to go…
Astrid: Thank you! Oh, Makalov…
Gatrie/Ilyana C
Gatrie: You there, young lady!
Ilyana: …
Gatrie: Hello? Yes, you… the cute one!
Ilyana: …
Gatrie: Oooh, I get it. Playing hard to get, eh? Tee hee hee!
Ilyana: Um… Are you… talking to me?
Gatrie: Phew, I finally got your attention. Aren’t you a sly little minx!
Ilyana: Oh…
Gatrie: So… what’s your name, cutie?
Ilyana: My name? Well… It’s Ilyana, but…
Gatrie: Ilyana, eh? That’s a cute name.
Ilyana: Oh… it is?
Gatrie: I’m Gatrie. But I’m sure you already knew that.
Ilyana: Um… well, actually…
Gatrie: Of course, I’m sure you’ve heard all about my victories on the battlefield. Oh, there was that business with the dragon…
Ilyana: Excuse me, I have to go.
Gatrie: I know she’ll never forget me! Ilyana… You will be mine!
Remember when I said Gatrie was one of the more tolerable flirts because he was so ineffectual at hooking women? This Support is the foundation for that premise. He's still very creepy, though. "More tolerable" as a flirt doesn't mean much in the grander scheme of the series, with even Three Houses's examples- amazing deconstructions of what kinds of people flirts are- being among the nastiest characters to fight for the cause of justice among their respective casts.
B Supports
Brom/Zihark B
Brom: Howdy, Zihark. I had a good time with you the other day.
Zihark: Heya, Brom! You’re quite the talker! You made me laugh the whole time. I haven’t had such a fun meal in a long time.
Brom: Aw, shucks! That makes me happy that I invited you out.
Zihark: Oh, yeah. This is my share. Take it.
Brom: Don’t worry about it. I invited you, remember? It’s on me.
Zihark: I can’t let you do that, big guy. You invited me on short notice, and I didn’t have any cash on me. But today I’m ready, so let me pay for my half.
Brom: Well, even if you want to, I don’t even remember how much I paid.
Zihark: The total came to four fifty. I’ll give you two and a quarter, and we can call it even.
Brom: Well, aren’t you a fine young man! You’ve got a good memory, and you can do math!
Zihark: That’s just my nature. Most mercenaries are basically lazy and sloppy… I think I drive them crazy.
Brom: Nah. That just makes you even more of a true man! I bet you’re pretty popular with the young lasses, eh? Eh?!
Zihark: Um… not… really. It would take an… eccentric girl to love a guy like me.
Brom: I tell you, Zihark, sometimes I don’t get this world. I mean, even a simpleton like me has a family!
Zihark: Ha! I’m telling you, Brom, you’re a good man. Trust me on this one.
Brom: Oh, I have an idea! And it’s a humdinger! You should marry my daughter!
Zihark: Um… Er… I should what?
Brom: I don’t mean to sound like a proud poppa, but they’re all great girls! And if I like you this much, I’m sure that my daughters will like you, too.
Zihark: Heh… Hey, enough with the jokes, Brom…
Brom: How about it? I think you’d be a great match for the oldest one! You’re both the same age!
Zihark: Oh, boy…
Ah, Brom, hitting upon a good idea, but with a crucial flaw that Zihark just isn't ready to tell him. Zihark really is quite a catch, though, especially considering he comes from Daein and had to grow up with that cultural baggage. How he became the man he is today would be a story unto itself, and I don't believe we ever hear it.
Marcia/Kieran B
Kieran: Marcia!
Marcia: Oh, hiya, Kieran. How’s your horse?
Kieran: Oh, he’s much better! And it’s all thanks to you! When he took ill, I didn’t know what to do, but… Your first aid saved the day!
Marcia: Poor guy was exhausted from the constant marching. We’ve been fighting everywhere. I don’t blame him for collapsing. Let him rest until he gets used to this new land. I’m sure he’ll get better.
Kieran: I had no such knowledge, for I had never fought beyond the borders of sweet Crimea. I thank you with all my heart!
Marcia: Pfff! Please! It’s no big deal. I’ve seen much worse.
Kieran: Nevertheless, I, Crimean Royal Knight, Fifth Platoon Captain Kieran, shall return the favor no matter–
Marcia: Hey! Big fella! I told you, thanks aren’t necessary. I’m sure that we’ll run into something that you can help me with… Er… at least, I guess that might happen… So you can just help me out when that situation arrives. …If it arrives.
Kieran: Say no more! I will do so with my life!
Marcia: Please! Keep your life! Oh, that reminds me… Didn’t you want to ask me something the other day?
Kieran: Oh, that… Well, with my horse’s illness and all, I’ve forgotten what it was… But, by my axe, I swear that I will–
Marcia: Keep your axe too! Good gravy, I can’t deal with this guy!
Marcia just quietly insulting Kieran to his face in the middle there. In our playthrough, with good reason. It's nice that Kieran thinks so well of his horse, though: there's a decent knight underneath all that bluster. But please, keep your life!
A Supports
Titania/Mist A
Titania: Come over here for a second, Mist.
Mist: What is it, Titania?
Titania: Here. It’s a little present from me.
Mist: Hey, this is that dress I saw in town the other day. Oooo, I loved this dress!
Titania: I thought so. Aren’t you glad we made that trip together?
Mist: Oh, thank you, Titania.
Titania: It’s nothing, Mist. Consider it a thank-you for all you’ve done. To tell you the truth, I’ve been a little worried about you. You’ve been doing so many chores, and you’ve been helping us all on the battlefield. It’s a lot to ask of you. That’s why I’m trying to make sure you stop and take care of yourself, treat yourself to something nice once in a while.
Mist: Titania…
Titania: Listen, Mist. I know you and Ike are close, but if there’s ever anything you can’t talk to him about, I want you to know you can come to me. I may not be Elena, but I do care about you just the same.
Mist: I… I will… Thank you… That’s very nice of you, Titania. Tee hee hee… Oh, this dress is too good for me…
Titania best mum. Though I'm sure with the comparison to Elena there, probably not the best comparison to draw anyway. One thing about promoting Mist in Chapter 18 as opposed to the Chapter 16 we managed in the playthrough is the cute implication that Mist's Valkyrie dress is the one received here.
Also, since we're talking about Titania/Mist and it's happily the correct chapter, if you trigger Titania/Mist C at this point, one of Mist's lines will change:
Mist: Yeah, I’m actually washing everyone else’s stuff while I’m at it. I thought it would be a good way to thank the others for all their help.
Titania: Well, it’s a thoughtful gesture, but make sure you don’t turn it into a full-time job, all right? Oh, this one is ripped.
Mist: Oh, that’s my brother’s. He’s been fighting too long in these old things. Look at it! It’s practically falling apart! Next time we’re in a town, I’m going to make him buy a new shirt. If he’s going to be commander, he’d better look the part!
Mist: Yeah. I know I can’t wash up after the entire Crimean army, but I thought I could at least help the Greil Mercenaries. It’s a good way to thank the others for all their help.
Titania: Well, it’s a thoughtful gesture, but make sure you don’t turn it into a full-time job, all right? Oh, this one is ripped.
Mist: Oh, that’s my brother’s. He’s been fighting too long in these old things. Look at it! It’s practically falling apart! Next time we’re in a town, I’m going to make him buy a new shirt. If he’s going to be general, he’d better look the part!
Mist/Jill A
Jill: Can I talk to you for a second, Mist?
Mist: Sure, Jill.
Jill: Um… I don’t really have anything to say… I… uh… just wanted to be with you. I’m kinda lonely. Tell me if I’m bothering you!
Mist: No! No! Actually, I was hoping to see you! ‘Cause I’m… I’m kinda lonely too. I’m glad you’re here.
Jill: Great!
Mist: Tee hee!
Jill: Hmm…
Mist: Er…
Jill: Um…
Mist: …Oh, hey! Wasn’t that something?
Jill: Yeah, it sure was! Um… what?
Mist: The Serenes Forest! The way that Reyson and Leanne sang and made those shiny lights and brought the whole forest back to life!
Jill: Y… yeah… That was… sniff… Sniff… Whaaaaaaaa!
Mist: Oh, no! Jill! Why are you crying?
Jill: B-because… that made me understand… The l-laguz… aren’t bad! I am! I was the one who was wrong! Wrong about… what I believed… Wrong about everything! Whaaaaaaaa!!
Mist: Oh, Jill, no! Don’t cry! Don’t… sniff… oh no! Whaaaaaaaa!
Jill: Why… Why did you lie to me, Father? I’ve had to endure so much pain… I wish I’d known the truth from the start. My father lied to me, Mist. He lied to build me into a heartless warrior, a soldier worthy of Daein.
Mist: That can’t be!
Jill: It is.
Mist: No father could treat his child like a tool. There must be another reason! If he lied to you… he must have thought that it would be for the best!!
Jill: Mist, you don’t–
Mist: You’re a fool, Jill! A blind fool! I know you’re feeling down, but questioning a father’s love is ridiculous! Because a father wouldn’t… A father wouldn’t… Oh, Dad… …Sniff…
Jill: Mist! Oh, Mist… I know… It’s all right…
Mist: Father… Dad! …Whaaaaa!
Jill: Mist, no! Don’t cry! Don’t cry, Mist! …Mist…?
Mist: …Whaaa… Sniff… Oh, s-sorry…
Jill: Mist… thanks for talking about my father like that. I appreciate it…
Mist: Jill…
Jill: Maybe I am a fool… Maybe you’re right… Doubting even for a second the man who raised me with love and devotion…… Something must be wrong with me… But I… I have to choose my own path. I have to choose a path that I believe in! I’m sure… Father will understand me.
Mist: I’m sure he will, Jill. I know it.
A nice meaty one in all, and another one of Mist's that changes based on when it is viewed. The alternate version will come later, don't worry. Unlike with most changes, it's blatantly obvious where the seam is: the scene cuts to black while it's changing Mist's portrait to her sad one, and this cut to black is where differences start.
Ilyana/Mordecai A
Ilyana: Thank you for your generosity the other day, Mordecai… Nobody has ever done anything like that for me…
Mordecai: Do not thank me. We are friends. But you ate like a starved bear! A dozen of me could not eat that much mutton stew!
Ilyana: The food was delicious. I could have eaten more!
Mordecai: I would feed you again, but you ate through all my beorc money. Where do you put all that food?
Ilyana: Well… in my stomach…
Mordecai: You are like the furry little squirrels that live with us in the woods. Always stuffing food in their mouths. Half beorc, half squirrel. That’s you.
Ilyana: Haha! Maybe you’re right! Squirrels, huh? That’s cute.
Mordecai: So… when do you hibernate?
Ilyana: Hibernate? I don’t hibernate!
Yeah, poor Mordecai, losing all his money to Ilyana. Whatever it is Ilyana is packing it in for, though, it's clearly not the winter. Being in Daein hasn't decreased her potency at all.
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