Supports: Endgame

Our final set of Supports before we travel into Ashnard's final battle.

Today's Supports:

• Ike/Reyson A
• Reyson/Tanith A
• Lucia/Bastian A
• Makalov/Bastian A
• Makalov/Haar A
  

A Supports

Ike/Reyson A

Ike: Reyson? How are you holding up? You look like death warmed over.
Reyson: I know, Ike! Believe me, I know that better than anyone. But, please. Let me do this. Let me fight to the end.
Ike: Well, all right. But I don’t want you dropping dead the minute this war is over!
Reyson: My body should return to normal once the medallion settles down… Don’t worry. My will is still strong. I have to confront Ashnard. I have to discover the truth.
Ike: I’ll help you with that, Reyson.
Reyson: I told you not to treat me spec–
Ike: And I need you to help me, too.
Reyson: …R-really?
Ike: We each possess unique powers. If we combine our might, it will lead to victory in future battles.
Reyson: I see… Very well. I appreciate your help.
Ike: Hang in there, Reyson. The end is in sight.

I think the way Ike meant "I'll help you with that" was "I'll arrange it so you can" and not "I'll do half the work for you". That's the sort of guy Ike is. Perhaps Reyson's been treated as an invalid one too many times to think of it that way. Maybe the way Ike treats him will inspire him to ask Tibarn do the same in the future. ...Maybe that's a bad thing...

Reyson/Tanith A

Tanith: Your Highness. I owe you my thanks. Your songs saved my life the other day.
Reyson: I am glad you are safe. I have never seen your pegasus balk before an enemy. She usually moves so swiftly.
Tanith: We’ve been fighting so hard lately. I think she must have been exhausted. She didn’t want to let me down… If you had not sung your galdr then… I don’t like to think what could have happened– to her or to me. Again, I thank you, Your Highness.
Reyson: Do you still think I am of no value because I do not fight?
Tanith: No, Your Highness. I hadn’t realized how valuable you could be. I was arrogant, and I was wrong. To think I’d intended to protect you, and yet you wound up saving me. I have dishonored Begnion.
Reyson: It does not matter. As long as you understand that I need no protection.
Tanith: No, it matters quite a bit. I’m in over my head. I cannot remain here, not after this humiliation. I return at once to Begnion. There, I shall await the judgment of the apostle.
Reyson: You jest! It was a minor tactical error. You needn’t abandon us for–
Tanith: No… Dishonorable discharge is the only path left for me… The apostle charged me with a task, and I have failed her.
Reyson: If you will not listen to reason, then I see only one recourse. I appoint you as my escort. You have fulfilled your apostle’s orders.
Tanith: But, Your Highness, I have already seen that I will be nothing but a burden to you. How can I protect you?
Reyson: I will protect you. We will protect one another. Remain here, and fulfill your duty.
Tanith: Your Highness, I would be pleased to accept your appointment. I have misjudged you once. I swear I shall not do it again.

...Sanaki, I think you need to have a good long talk with your Holy Guard. Sigrun and Tanith have a huge complex to work on.

Also, that's a creative way of applying Vigour in a life-saving manner.

Lucia/Bastian A

Bastian: Lady Lucia, I’m not going away until you declare the true, roaring-hot passion you feel for me!
Lucia: Count Bastian… You may talk like you’re completely psychotic, but I know it’s just an act. And as much as I hate to admit it… I don’t think you’re all that bad.
Bastian: Then you feel the same?
Lucia: Well… When the war is over… and Crimea is once again back on her feet… I might consider it. Might.
Bastian: Oh, my beloved!
Lucia: As hard as I’ve tried, you’re just impossible to hate. Oh no… I completely forgot! I need to go help Princess Elincia.
Bastian: W-wait, my love! What are your plans tonight? I’d like to spend it gazing into your sweet–
Lucia: –Sorry! I need to be with the princess. I won’t be free for a long time.
Bastian: Oh, dear… I see the road ahead will be bumpy indeed!

Sorry, the fact that Lucia's like "I might consider dating you, but first I have to lavish attention on Elincia" sounds incredibly blunt of a refusal. Lucia, I think it's time to tell him no outright.

Makalov/Bastian A

Bastian: Whatever is the problem, Makalov?
Makalov: …
Bastian: We went unto the hall and gambled there. We stayed until the cock did crow at dawn! So why do you bestare me with a look?
Makalov: Bastian… You lied to me, didn’t you?!
Bastian: What, me? I did not in my–
Makalov: LIAR!! “I’ve never been to a gambling parlor,” you said… HA!! You looked more at home there than I did! What’s more, I lost my shirt and you cleaned house! And you’re telling me not to glare at you?! Ha! Explain yourself! And no more poetry!
Bastian: …Sigh… I didn’t lie to you, Makalov. That was the first time I ever set foot inside a gambling parlor. However… The nobles have a similar gambling game that I was quite familiar with.
Makalov: Blast! The rich just get richer! What’s wrong with this world!?
Bastian: The gold I won is not that important. I came along simply because you wanted me to test my luck. But… I did break the house, didn’t I? I couldn’t have dreamt a better ending! It makes me positively giddy. Ta ha ha!
Makalov: You don’t need the money? Well, I’ll gladly take it!
Bastian: Not a chance. War consumes money at an astonishing pace. This goes right into Crimea’s war chest.
Makalov: No need to worry about that. Crimea will win this war.
Bastian: Hm? Is that so? Why do you say that?
Makalov: Because she has a disgustingly lucky man like you on her side. There’s no way she will lose two battles in a row.
Bastian: I see you have a gift for foresight.
Makalov: So about that money…
Bastian: If Crimea is victorious, I shall fill your coffers with so much gold that even a team of oxen could not drag them!
Makalov: Really!?
Bastian: I don’t make promises I can’t keep. I have many means to make money. Don’t you worry yourself over that.
Makalov: You’re on! I better give this war my best. It’s the gamble of a lifetime!

...Actually, come to think of it, I wonder if this is the ultimate explanation for what happens to Makalov, Marcia and Astrid in Radiant Dawn. What if Bastian means to press this debt to get some more Crimean Royal Knights? For starters, he could do better than Makalov.

Makalov/Haar A

Makalov: Oh, there you are! Hey, Haar!
Haar: Zzzzzzzz…
Makalov: HAAR!!! Wake up! Oh, no! Look! Here comes General Ike!
Haar: Zzzzzzzz…
Makalov: Nothing will wake him up! He has a lot of guts sleeping before a battle like this. You have to respect that! Even debt collectors would be intimidated… I need to be more like him! Then I’ll never have to pay anyone back! All right! I need to get training! The first thing I need to learn is how to sleep anywhere… Zzzzzz…
Haar: …Quiet down! Who’s interrupting my nap?!
Makalov: …Zzzzzz… Phew… Grrrr… I was wrong… Sorry, Marcia! …Zzzzzz…
Haar: …
Makalov: Let me… zzzz… borrow some money… zzz…
Haar: Look at him, sleeping before a big battle. It’s a miracle he’s survived in his state. He must be really lucky. I hope he pulls through!

Makalov has nightmares about Marcia kicking the crap out of him for his addiction? How has this man survived in this state? Well, clearly he hasn't, he's dead in the main playthrough.