C Support:

Céline: Greetings, Princess Hortensia.
Hortensia: Princess Céline!
Hortensia: Hmm…yeah. Yep.
Hortensia: You’re gonna be tough, but I won’t lose.
Céline: Pardon, but…what are you talking about?
Hortensia: Oh, you’re good.
Hortensia: We might even be evenly matched, but you won’t catch me admitting that in competition.
Hortensia: I mean, you won’t catch me surrendering the field of battle!
Céline: We are…battling, then?
Hortensia: Yes! And I will ignore whatever I need to…to proclaim…
Hortensia: Princess Céline! You are no match for me!
Hortensia: I will defeat you in cuteness! And while I’m at it, everything else!
Céline: Hmm…
Céline: Hahaha! So that’s what you were raving about. How rambunctious you are.
Hortensia: “Rambunctious”?
Hortensia: Hmph! Be all calm and superior while you can!
Hortensia: I’m gonna fantabulize you into the ground!
Hortensia: Might as well get it over with and surrender! Bwahahaha!
Céline: Is she leaving so soon? I had hoped to invite her to tea.
Céline: What a darling girl, though. I wish I had a younger sister as adorable.

B Support:

Céline: We meet again, Princess Hortensia.
Hortensia: We do indeed meet, Princess Céline!
Hortensia: Let the competition commence! The first event will be…the softness contest!
Hortensia: Who will be softer─you or me?! Let’s try you first. Poke!
Céline: Hahaha! That tickles!
Hortensia: …
Hortensia: The softness contest is hereby canceled.
Céline: So soon?
Hortensia: Strategic adjustments need to be made.
Céline: That’s unfortunate. I wanted to have a turn to poke at you.
Hortensia: Wait, really? Hey, no! Your mind games won’t distract me─we’re competitors!
Céline: Heh heh, of course we are.
Hortensia: Ugh… What is wrong with me?
Hortensia: This girl’s so adorable she’s messing with my mind. Ugh… Insidious!
Céline: My turn! Let’s see how soft you are! Poke!
Hortensia: I told you, that contest is canceled!
Céline: Forgive me. I was overcome with curiosity and couldn’t help myself.
Hortensia: Why is she smiling like that?! Agh… Why do I LIKE it?!
Hortensia: Enough of your tricks! I’m the cutest there is! I’ll never be outdone!
Hortensia: Aaagh!
Céline: There she goes again. Drat! It seems I once more missed my chance to invite her to tea.

A Support:

Hortensia: …
Céline: You don’t seem your usual rambunctious self today, Princess Hortensia.
Hortensia: OK, Princess Céline. Fine.
Hortensia: I admit it.
Céline: Admit what?
Hortensia: You’re cuter than me. I admit defeat.
Hortensia: I was doomed from the start, really. Who can even take their eyes off you?
Céline: That is high praise indeed.
Céline: And yet…
Céline: I’m not through poking you. Poke, poke, poke!
Hortensia: Ah! Ahahaha, why?!
Céline: Shall we call the contest an amicable draw?
Céline: You do not lack for cuteness. And you wear your mood plainly on your face.
Céline: Little do you realize what a comfort those two things are to those around you.
Hortensia: You…really think so?
Céline: I do. And never mind my charms. You have unique charms all your own.
Céline: I daresay a smile suits you better than a pout.
Hortensia: When you say things like that, I…
Hortensia: Aaah, it only makes me like you more!
Céline: Good. I was already quite fond of you.
Hortensia: How can you just stand there being all calm and perfect?
Céline: Come, Princess Hortensia. Won’t you join me for a cup of tea?
Céline: I’ve wanted to extend the invitation for some time now.
Hortensia: Tea? With you?
Céline: Hahaha, indeed. I think that we two younger sisters will have a great deal in common.
Céline: As a sign of our friendship, I’ve imported a special blend from Elusia.
Hortensia: That’s so sweet of you! Yeah, let’s go right now!
Céline: Excellent! Let this tea party, the first of many, commence!