C Support:

Hortensia: Ah, there you are, Clanne!
Clanne: Huh? I mean, hello…Princess Hortensia.
Hortensia: That’s right! It’s the princess of the mighty kingdom of Elusia.
Hortensia: Hortensia! Whoo! Hoo-hoo! Yeah!
Clanne: Yes… Did you need something? From me, I mean?
Hortensia: It so happens, a little birdie told me…
Hortensia: You, my Clanne-shell, are the president of my fan club!
Clanne: What?
Hortensia: What do you mean “what?”
Hortensia: And shouldn’t you be…I don’t know, swooning? Your idol is right here, talking to you!
Clanne: Um, Princess Hortensia, I think you might have gotten a bit confused…
Hortensia: Confused? Confused how?
Clanne: Well…the fan club I’m the president of is…
Hortensia: What?!
Hortensia: You’re the president of a fan club for your own liege?
Clanne: I’m so sorry for the…misunderstanding.
Hortensia: Ugh. Embarrassing…
Hortensia: Wait! Clanne! The princess of Elusia has orders for you!
Clanne: Wha?
Hortensia: I want you…to form me a fan club!
Clanne: I don’t work for you!

B Support:

Clanne: Princess Hortensia, can I ask why you want to have a fan club?
Hortensia: Why? Simple.
Hortensia: I already told everyone I have one.
Hortensia: That means if I don’t get one soon, it’ll be like I lied to them. And I’m not a liar!
Clanne: I see…
Hortensia: That’s why I need your help. Or are you saying you don’t want to help me?
Clanne: It’s not that I don’t want to…
Clanne: But fan clubs are based around someone you really admire.
Hortensia: So…admire me, then. What’s the problem?
Clanne: Uh, um…
Clanne: It’s hard to cheer on someone who…doesn’t… you know…earn it?
Hortensia: Hey, hey, hey! Are you saying I don’t deserve your praise and devotion?!
Clanne: Sorry…
Hortensia: Ah… Fine. That’s fair. I’ll drop it.
Hortensia: Bullying you into starting a fan club would be sad and desperate. Sorry to waste your time.
Clanne: N-no problem.
Hortensia: I gotta say, Clanne, I like that you’re honest. It’s actually kinda refreshing to be told “no.”
Clanne: …
Hortensia: All right, I’m heading back. I’ve got some lies to apologize for.
Clanne: How…admirable.

A Support:

Hortensia: Clanne? What are you doing?
Clanne: Princess Hortensia?!
Hortensia: Sorry to startle you! If you’re nervous because of earlier, I’m not mad or anything.
Hortensia: I told everyone that I made up the fan club. They said they’d assumed that, so…
Hortensia: I guess they already thought I lied. Rude.
Clanne: A-about that… I wanted you to see something, Princess Hortensia.
Hortensia: Hm? A slip of paper? And some writing…
Hortensia: “Princess Hortensia Appreciation Society. Club President… Clanne”?
Hortensia: This is…a membership card. You made this?
Clanne: When we talked before, you were…abrasive but also kind. And you owned up to your mistakes.
Clanne: And…I thought that was neat. So I made a fan club.
Hortensia: Aww, Clanne…
Clanne: Maybe it’s too late, but I’ll be cheering you on, Princess Hortensia.
Hortensia: Ugh…late, yeah. But even so…
Hortensia: Aaah, this makes me SO happy! Thank you, Clanne!
Clanne: Now let’s get out and promote the fan club! I’m sure lots of people will want to join!
Hortensia: Actually… You know what? I think I’d like to have a fan club of one for a while.
Clanne: Really? Why?
Hortensia: Well, obviously if it’s a club about me, a ton of fans from all over will join eventually.
Hortensia: So it might be nice to have a smaller cheering section while I still can, you know?
Clanne: Aw…that does sound nice.
Clanne: All right, I’ll just have to be the best one-person cheering section I can be!
Hortensia: Can’t ask for more from a fan-club president.