C Support:

Seadall: At last… I think I finally got the steps down.
Pandreo: Seadall, your movement is so…graceful.
Seadall: As it should be. I am a professional dancer.
Pandreo: You know, watching you is giving me the urge to cut a rug myself.
Pandreo: What do you say? Wanna dance together?
Seadall: Yes, if you’d like.
Pandreo: Flawless finish! That ought to go down in history as the best dance ever!
Seadall: Eh, Pandreo…
Seadall: I’ve never danced like…that. The movements… they don’t match the rhythm. At all.
Seadall: I understand why the others call it the Dance of Darkness. What a grotesque pantomime.
Pandreo: Really? I had a great time.
Seadall: A great time? Is that enough for you?
Pandreo: Um… Define “enough.”
Seadall: I take it you like to dance, yes? Well, to really and truly dance, you have to work at it.
Pandreo: Hmm. So that’s how it goes, huh?
Seadall: Yes, that’s exactly how it goes. But don’t worry, I’ll teach you to dance correctly.
Pandreo: All right, if you insist! I doubt it’ll take me too long to pick it up.

B Support:

Seadall: One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.
Seadall: Two, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.
Pandreo: Ughhh!
Pandreo: Seadall, you’re counting wrong! It’s messing up my flow!
Seadall: No. You’re not staying on the beat.
Pandreo: I can’t help it! I’ve been dancing to my own beat for so long.
Seadall: Hmm. We have to break your old habits and really hammer home a solid foundation.
Pandreo: You’re saying I can’t dance the way I want?
Seadall: I’m sorry, but no. It’s for your own good.
Pandreo: Urgh…
Seadall: Look, when I started, I couldn’t dance a single step. But my master worked with me, tirelessly.
Seadall: Sometimes the training was so hard, I wanted to run away. But now, I’m grateful for all of it.
Seadall: And now I can teach you to dance, Pandreo, just like my master taught me.
Pandreo: I never asked you to do that.
Seadall: But…I thought you wanted to learn to dance?
Pandreo: I wanted to have fun, and this? This is not fun.
Pandreo: Thanks for your tutelage or whatever. Brief as it was.
Seadall: Pandreo, wait! The lesson’s not over!

A Support:

Pandreo: ♪Mmm mmm mmm…♪
Seadall: Pandreo.
Pandreo: Oh. Hey, Seadall. If you’re trying to spring another lesson on me, I’m not interested.
Seadall: After everything I taught you…your rhythm is still just so awful.
Pandreo: So…what? Did you come here only to insult me?
Seadall: No, not at all. Honestly, I was just watching you dance…and I realized that I was wrong.
Pandreo: Huh?
Seadall: Enjoying the dance─that’s what’s important.
Seadall: I decided to teach you because I thought you were having a hard time with it.
Seadall: That’s how it looked, anyway. But just now, you were dancing and loving it. I could see it.
Pandreo: I mean, yeah. I was having fun.
Seadall: That’s all that matters.
Seadall: If my master heard me now, he’d be angry with me. But it’s something I needed to learn.
Seadall: Pandreo, I’m sorry I taught you not to enjoy dancing.
Pandreo: Listen, Seadall.
Pandreo: I just wanted to dance with you.
Seadall: Really?
Pandreo: Yeah. And I still want to. It’s just that your lesson wasn’t really my style.
Pandreo: What do you say? Want to give it another try?
Seadall: I’d be happy to.
Seadall: Just dance to the beat of your heart. You can’t go wrong if you do that.
Pandreo: That’s what I’m talking about! Come on, time to shimmy and shake in the name of fun! Ha!
Pandreo: And then…how about another lesson? Nothing too tough. Just a quick, easy session.
Seadall: Haha, I promise, my next lesson will be much more enjoyable.