C Support:

Panette: Hm… Hm Hmmm…
Ivy: Did you need something from me, Panette?
Panette: Ah, no. Why do you ask?
Ivy: You have been staring at me for some time.
Panette: It’s just that for a princess, you seem so… How to put this? Composed.
Ivy: Do I? It seems like a rather ordinary level of composure to me.
Panette: Really? But you are not bursting into song or dancing to and fro.
Ivy: Correct. I do not do those things.
Panette: Nor are you running around like a mad wolf or cramming prime rib down your gullet.
Panette: You are simply…standing around. It was so odd, I could not help but stare.
Ivy: Perhaps you are merely unaccustomed to the standard and expected conduct of royalty.
Panette: I have offended you, haven’t I? My deepest apologies.
Ivy: No─no need for that. I should not be looking for offense in others’ customs.
Ivy: It’s rather nice to speak with you, actually. My own retainers lack a certain…femininity.
Panette: Really? I enjoy your company as well.
Ivy: Good. Then, if it’s all right with you, I’d like it very much if we became friends.
Panette: Of course, Your Highness! It would be my honor!

B Support:

Ivy: Panette… Please explain yourself.
Panette: I promised we were going somewhere special. Well…here it is!
Ivy: When I said that I’d like for us to be friends…
Ivy: I did not realize that would entail visits to ancient…decayed…ruins?
Panette: Precisely! Doesn’t it make your heart quicken?
Ivy: Excessively so, I’m afraid.
Ivy: I feel as if a vengeful ghost could steal upon us at any moment.
Panette: I know! It is ever so charming.
Ivy: You find it…charming.
Ivy: Ghosts. You find the idea of ghosts charming.
Panette: Why, of course! I simply adore them!
Ivy: I suppose I ought to thank you.
Ivy: This place is…special to you. For that reason, I appreciate your sharing it with me.
Ivy: Unfortunately, people have a wide variety of tastes.
Panette: Oh dear. You are not by any chance afraid of ghosts, are you?
Ivy: I am, in fact, terrified to the very brink of my composure.
Ivy: The stain on the wall like a human silhouette. The handprints on the windows. The stale air…
Ivy: It is only by force of will that I remain here. Conscious. Not screaming.
Ivy: My dignity hangs by one last thread of decorum. The pride I take in my royal office.
Ivy: That thread is…about to snap. Yes, it will snap any moment now.
Ivy: Even a princess is only human, after all.
Ivy: So…with that…
Ivy: I’M GETTING OUT OF HERE!
Panette: Good heavens! Princess Ivy…slow down!

A Support:

Panette: I cannot tell you how sorry I am for taking you to those ruins.
Ivy: Please, don’t worry about it.
Panette: I didn’t even think to ask if you were afraid of ghosts. How horribly careless!
Panette: Please allow me to atone for my error. Whatever you need done, I will do.
Ivy: You don’t need to atone for anything. I’m fine.
Ivy: I seldom need to go anywhere alone, so I’ve scarcely felt my new crippling fear of solitude.
Panette: What?!
Ivy: The howling wind keeps me awake at night, but I’ve learned to scream myself into exhaustion.
Ivy: And so what if the creak of a floorboard renders me motionless for hours on end? I don’t mind.
Ivy: I have accepted that the lifetime of fear I went through in a single day has scarred me forever.
Panette: Oh, you poor woman! I am so very sorry!
Ivy: Hahaha!
Ivy: No, I’m sorry. I had to tease you a little.
Ivy: I’m fine, Panette. Really.
Ivy: I understand that you brought me to that place because you thought it would make me happy.
Ivy: Please don’t worry about it ever again.
Panette: Don’t worry about it?! I put you through a terrible ordeal!
Ivy: Your intention was purely for me to enjoy it, was it not?
Panette: Well, yes, but─
Ivy: That is what matters to me. Thank you.
Panette: Oh… All right. If you are certain.
Panette: Do you think, despite this horrible blunder, we might still be friends?
Ivy: Of course!
Ivy: So long as you tell me where we’re going ahead of time from now on.
Ivy: And no more haunted places, please.
Panette: Hehehe, of course! From now on, we stay in the land of the living!