C Support:

Alcryst: Ah! Prince Fogado!
Fogado: Hey, hey! What’s going on, Prince Alcryst? Why are you running away from me?
Alcryst: I apologize. You’re always in such high spirits… I feared my presence might dampen your mood.
Fogado: Yeesh! I think you’re being a little hard on yourself.
Fogado: Besides, we actually have a lot in common.
Fogado: You’re the second prince of a kingdom, I’m the first prince of a queendom. Tomato, Fogado.
Alcryst: I suppose you’re right.
Alcryst: …
Fogado: Um, why the sigh?
Alcryst: We do hold similar positions. But if that is the case…why are we so different?
Alcryst: You’re so carefree and sociable…and I am a dismal burden on everyone I meet.
Fogado: There you go again. Always so negative.
Fogado: Not that I mind your dour attitude. It’s actually one of the reasons I like you.
Alcryst: You find me likable?! But that’s impossible! I don’t deserve such kindness.
Alcryst: Oh, this is bad. If you continue, I may find myself in a dangerous spot…
Fogado: Aww. What’s so dangerous about me?
Alcryst: That! Your gentle eyes and accepting smile! Please, don’t look at me!
Alcryst: Your pure heart is shining a spotlight on me. You’ll reveal me for the waste that I am!
Alcryst: I…I have to go!
Alcryst: I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!
Fogado: Hahaha, man. That guy really knows how to make an exit.

B Support:

Fogado: Hey, Prince Alcryst! Quick question. Can you tell me about your childhood?
Alcryst: Huh? Why do you want to know about that?
Fogado: Well, I was thinking about our somewhat abbreviated conversation the other day.
Fogado: You know, how our situations are similar, but our personalities are different.
Fogado: And I thought maybe the difference can be explained by our upbringings.
Alcryst: I see. I’ll share broad details with you, but be warned─it’s not very interesting.
Fogado: That’s totally fine. Trust me, I’m all ears.
Alcryst: I was born the second prince of Brodia, with a significant age gap between my brother and me.
Alcryst: As far back as I can remember, people have praised my older brother for his skills.
Alcryst: “One could not ask for a better successor to the Brodian throne,” they would say.
Alcryst: But when it came to me, the thing I heard most often was, “Diamant would have done better.”
Fogado: Ouch. So you always felt like second fiddle. That’s rough.
Alcryst: It’s my own fault. I’m a lost cause.
Fogado: Did you ever just snap and say, “Forget him! Look at me!”
Alcryst: No, never. I would never allow a thought like that to cross my mind.
Alcryst: My brother is perfect. That’s the plain truth. It’s not his fault I can’t compare.
Alcryst: At the same time, I am aware that those truths form the backbone of my gloomy personality.
Fogado: So instead of holding a grudge against him, you just accepted that you were inferior.
Fogado: You know what you are? A kind person. Maybe that’s why I like you so much.
Alcryst: Oh… Gah…
Alcryst: You… You’re saying you like me? You’re such an inspiring person, Prince Fogado.
Alcryst: I must not risk dragging you down!
Alcryst: I have to go again! I’m sorry! I’m sorryyy!
Fogado: And he’s gone. Well, see you around, Prince Alcryst!

A Support:

Fogado: Hello, Prince Alcryst.
Alcryst: Guh… Prince Fogado!
Fogado: Haha, I wonder when you’ll stop greeting me like that.
Alcryst: I’m sorry. Your smile shines so bright… My first impulse is always to flee.
Alcryst: I must ask…how did you grow to be such a powerful beacon of good humor?
Fogado: You want to know about my childhood? Well, I can give you a quick synopsis.
Fogado: Not that there was anything all that remarkable about it.
Fogado: Being the first prince of Solm, I received a formal education.
Fogado: But there weren’t many rules holding me down. I was allowed to roam free.
Fogado: I used to sneak out of the palace all the time and just…hit the town. Have fun.
Alcryst: Amazing. I’d heard that the people of Solm celebrate their freedom…
Alcryst: But I had no idea that applied to royalty as well.
Alcryst: I’m beginning to understand how that lifestyle shaped the prince I see now…
Alcryst: A warm, outstanding person who makes new friends as easily as he greets the day.
Fogado: Thanks, Prince Alcryst. I appreciate that.
Alcryst: Ah… Once again, your radiant gaze… I might crumble into ashes!
Fogado: Hold up! Before you run away, let me say something.
Fogado: And this is going to be hard, because you’re terrible at taking compliments.
Alcryst: Oh no. I’m so sorry.
Fogado: No, not that. Maybe, just this once, could you believe me when I say I like you?
Fogado: I’d even go so far as to call you, my fellow kid-brother prince, a friend.
Alcryst: Oh… Oh, Prince Fogado.
Alcryst: I do. I-I believe you.
Alcryst: Thank you for calling someone like me a friend.
Alcryst: I like you, too, Prince Fogado…
Fogado: At last, you finally came out and said it! You liiike me! You liiike me!
Alcryst: Ah! Ahh! I don’t know what came over me!
Alcryst: To think I could reciprocate─I had no right. I’m so sorry.
Fogado: What are you apologizing for? Now we know we like each other. We’re basically best friends.
Alcryst: Best friends? I’ve never had a best friend.
Alcryst: I will admit, that makes me a bit─ No, it makes me a LOT happy. Thank you, Prince Fogado.