C Support:

Saphir: Excuse me, Lindon. Do you mind if I ask you a bit of an odd question?
Lindon: Ask away, Saphir.
Saphir: Well…
Saphir: Actually, uh, never mind. Forget I said anything.
Lindon: Hmm. You seemed quite solemn about it, whatever it was.
Lindon: There was pain there as well. As though something weighs heavily on your heart.
Lindon: I think you should go ahead and come out with it.
Saphir: OK.
Saphir: About 30 years ago… You’d already begun your career as a soldier of Elusia, right?
Lindon: Indeed, I had.
Lindon: I joined as a royal soldier almost immediately upon graduating Elusia’s national academy.
Saphir: You must have taken part in campaigns against Brodia around that time, then.
Lindon: Yes… Yes, I did.
Saphir: If I were to name a town or a village in Brodia… Would you remember if…
Saphir: No, this is inappropriate. I shouldn’t be asking.
Lindon: Saphir, I, er…
Saphir: I’m sorry to bother you. I hope I didn’t offend.
Lindon: Well, now. This bears some looking into.

B Support:

Lindon: Saphir, may I speak to you for a moment?
Saphir: Of course, Lindon. What is it?
Lindon: Your guess that I was an Elusian soldier about 30 years ago was correct.
Lindon: That said, my tour of duty never brought me to any rural fishing villages.
Saphir: You looked into this─into where I’m from.
Lindon: Indeed.
Saphir: All right. I’ll say it.
Saphir: Elusia attacked my home village 30 years ago. A lot of folks were killed…my parents included.
Saphir: It’s not that I’m on a revenge quest or anything. I haven’t been searching for their killers.
Saphir: But if you were a soldier in Elusia at that time… I couldn’t help but wonder…
Lindon: No, no, your suspicions are only natural. I would wonder the same thing in your shoes.
Saphir: I still shouldn’t have asked. We’re on the same side now. There’s no need to dig this up.
Lindon: If you want to hate me, Saphir, you have the right.
Lindon: Even if you wanted me dead, I’d allow it if it would ease your pain.
Saphir: What?! Why would you say that?!
Lindon: Because I mean it.
Lindon: I may not have done any harm to your parents personally, but I was a soldier in that war.
Lindon: I can easily see a world in which it was I who ended your parents’ lives.
Saphir: I…
Lindon: I am a man long past his prime. I’d happily go to my end if it would bring you relief.
Lindon: And although words can change nothing now… I do apologize. I am truly, profoundly sorry.
Saphir: I can’t do this. Excuse me.
Lindon: Oh dear…

A Support:

Saphir: Now that is how you fillet a fish.
Lindon: I must say, you handle a fillet knife splendidly.
Saphir: Lindon…
Lindon: It’s quite something to see such a large fish gutted and cleaned in a matter of moments.
Saphir: No, not really. Any kid growing up near the water can do the same by about seven.
Lindon: I see.
Lindon: Saphir, about our last conversation…
Saphir: Anyway, you’ve got perfect timing!
Saphir: I was just about to sear this fish. Wanna lend me your magic touch? C’mon, do the honors!
Lindon: Er, I would be glad to, but…
Saphir: Our earlier conversation’s weighing on you.
Lindon: I’m afraid so.
Lindon: I cannot deny that I took part in the war that cost your parents their lives.
Lindon: I would understand completely if you held a grudge against me.
Saphir: With all due respect, Lindon…drop this before I lose my cool.
Lindon: I’m sorry?!
Saphir: My problem isn’t with you. It’s with the war.
Saphir: If I held grudges against everyone involved, it’d never end. I’ve seen enough to understand that.
Lindon: I suppose, but…
Saphir: I mean it. You’re not doing me any favors taking on that burden.
Lindon: You’re right. I see now that I was being entirely foolish.
Saphir: Not entirely. You’ve shown you care. That means something.
Saphir: Now, are you gonna sear this fish for me or what? We’ve got hungry folks waiting!
Lindon: Then there’s no time to waste! No more apologies─I’ve got bigger fish to fry!