Eliwood & Lyn

C Support

Lyn: Eliwood!
Eliwood: Lyndis? Something the matter?
Lyn: I was watching your swordplay just now. You’re quite good. I had no idea you could handle a sword so well.
Eliwood: I’ve had my share of practice. Just… I’m not sure how well it will serve me in real battle.
Lyn: Where did you learn that style?
Eliwood: My father taught me the basics. Then, I received some instruction from Marcus. I spar once every two months with Hector, too.
Lyn: Sparring, huh? Interested in a new partner?
Eliwood: Who, you? I don’t have a problem with that.
Lyn: Just so long as you don’t go easy on me. I’m very serious when I spar. Wouldn’t want you to get hurt.
Eliwood: Of course, I understand. I’ll be ready.

B Support

Lyn: Eliwood, you’re well informed about the other lords of Lycia, are you not? Are there any lordlings close to my age, besides you and Hector?
Eliwood: Of course. There’s quite a few.
Lyn: Then, some are women, I take it? If they enjoyed swordplay as much as I do, we’d become fast friends. What do you think? Know anyone?
Eliwood: Hmm… Let me see…
Lyn: Someone skilled in the spear, or axe, or bow would be fine, too, of course.
Eliwood: I don’t know any ladies skilled in the martial arts. Most of them never leave the castle, for that matter. The only time I see them are at the banquets and such.
Lyn: Banquets… I see. Those are no place for someone from the plains, like me. Oh well… Chancellor Reissmann tells me I need to learn manners. I have to attend all these affairs in place of my ill grandfather, you see. The chancellor  doesn’t think I act enough like a lady of Caelin. That’s why I was hoping to find a lady that could teach me.
Eliwood: You’ve got your work cut out for you.
Lyn: Say, could you teach me, Eliwood? Teach me how to act like a lady!
Eliwood: You think I know!?
Lyn: …No, I guess you wouldn’t. Ahhh… My grandfather must be vexed to have me as a grandchild. My late mother was gentle, well mannered, and beautiful…
Eliwood: Well, you’re beautiful, Lyndis.
Lyn: Wha–? E-Eliwood! What did you–?
Eliwood: Yeah, when we were sparring this last time, I was thinking… The way you move, so like the wind. It was like watching a beautiful dance.
Lyn: Oh! My swordplay is beautiful… Right, you have leave to say that.

A Support

Lyn: Say, Eliwood.
Eliwood: Ah, Lyndis! You’ve gotten much better since our last match. I’ll have to do my best not to fall behind!
Lyn: Yes, well… about sparring… I was wondering in you might not teach me something else?
Eliwood: Something else?
Lyn: Yes, well, you know! Even if you can’t teach me about being a lady, there is much to learn…
Eliwood: Manners and such? That is fine by me, but I think you’re worrying too much. You should relax, take it in stride.
Lyn: Yes, but I have so far to go! I’m not like a lady at all. My grandfather took me in, a mixed-blood child, but I fear the other nobles of Lycia will not be so accepting. I do not want the Sacae blood in my veins to bring my grandfather shame.
Eliwood: Hmph. You sound shy—Nothing like the Lyndis I know!
Lyn: What?
Eliwood: When I first saw you in Khathelet, I thought, what strength she has in her eyes, that woman. I seem to remember, Lyndis, back then, you didn’t know what to think about your noble Lycian blood, but the Sacae blood in you… for that you had nothing but the purest pride. Remember how you felt. You don’t have to be like anyone else, Lyndis.
Lyn: … … Yes…you’re right. I guess… I guess I lost myself. Thank you, Eliwood. I feel better, somewhat.
Eliwood: No need to thank me.
Lyn: When I was on the plains, I used to despise the nobility. But I’ve changed. I think it happened a year ago, when I met you. You… you believed in me. You helped me.
Eliwood: Hey, I wouldn’t have made it this far without your help, too. You are my good friend. This is what friends do! Now, shall we?
Lyn: Let’s go!