C Support

Zelestia: I brought you something to eat, Lady Veyle.
Veyle: Aaah! Zephia…
Zelestia: Umm…
Veyle: No. It’s Zelestia, isn’t it? I’m sorry. Forget I said anything.
Zelestia: Are you all right? You appear to be sweating.
Zelestia: If you’ll allow me, I can dab away the sweat for you.
Zelestia: Here, it won’t take but a moment.
Veyle: Ah, no! It’s fine. I can do it myself.
Zelestia: Please, it’s no bother at all. I want to take care of you.
Zelestia: I could help with your hair! It’s so pretty. I bet it would look lovely done up.
Zelestia: Oh, I know! I could braid it for you.
Veyle: Th-thank you…
Zelestia: ♪Hmm hm-hm─♪ Oh…
Zelestia: Umm… How do you braid someone else’s hair again?
Veyle: What?
Zelestia: Oh, I remember! If I were doing my own, I would cross one lock of hair over like so, and…
Veyle: Ow, ow, ow! It hurts when you pull it that hard!
Zelestia: I’m sorry! Dear me, it’s tangled now… Um, how do I, uh…
Veyle: Oh my… It’s really tangled now. I’ll fix it later. Don’t worry about it.
Zelestia: I’m truly sorry. I’ll take my leave before I make things any worse.
Zelestia: Aaah… I forgot to leave your meal.
Veyle: Heh…
Veyle: Zelestia’s a bit overzealous, isn’t she? It’s… rather unexpected.

B Support

Zelestia: Are you tired, Lady Veyle? You don’t look well.
Veyle: Do you think so? I feel fine.
Zelestia: Were you injured in the battle earlier? Does anything hurt?
Veyle: I’m not injured. Look, fit as a fiddle. Although, my nose is a little… Achoo!
Zelestia: Oh no, you must be chilly. We should warm you up before you catch a cold.
Zelestia: Hmm…there’s no blanket here. That’s all right! I can just give you a hug!
Veyle: What?!
Zelestia: Mage Dragons have a naturally high body temperature. Don’t worry, this is sure to help.
Veyle: I-I don’t want… Stop it! That’s enough…
Veyle: Don’t come any closer!
Zelestia: …
Veyle: Ah… I-I’m sorry.
Zelestia: No, I should be sorry. It was rude of me to be so forward, even if I just want to take care of you.
Zelestia: You have my sincere apologies.
Veyle: It’s not that. It’s just that you look so much like someone I used to know.
Veyle: I can explain a little more, if you have the time to listen.
Zelestia: Of course.
Veyle: Long ago, I had a retainer. She was a Mage Dragon, like you.
Veyle: She would treat me kindly and listen to me, the same way you do.
Veyle: I thought maybe she and I could be friends. I really liked her.
Veyle: But then we were forced to fight on opposite sides, and that was the end of any friendship.
Veyle: I know you’re not her. But you look so much alike that seeing you brings back memories.
Zelestia: I understand. Thank you for sharing something so personal with me.
Zelestia: I’ll, um… I’ll try not to be so forward in the future.
Zelestia: When you’re feeling up to it, could you tell me more about this?
Veyle: Yes. I’m sorry to be this way after you’ve been so kind to me, Zelestia.
Veyle: Thank you…

A Support

Zelestia: Your hair could use some attention, Lady Veyle. Come, let me fix it for you.
Zelestia: Don’t worry! I’ve been practicing!
Veyle: Then I’m all right with you doing it. Thank you.
Zelestia: Oh, are you chilly? I’ll go get a blanket before I attend to your hair.
Veyle: Mage Dragons have a high body temperature, right? You could warm my hands in yours.
Zelestia: Oh, are you sure? I don’t want you to be frightened.
Veyle: You’re my friend. What’s there to be afraid of?
Veyle: Tell me something… Why are you being so nice to me?
Zelestia: Well, it’s kind of a long story.
Veyle: I don’t mind. This time it can be my turn to listen.
Zelestia: In my world, the Four Winds was started by a man named Mauvier.
Veyle: Mauvier? So he was an admirable person in your world too.
Zelestia: Very much so. He was my hero and friend to the last─someone I looked up to.
Zelestia: I heard that he had a master, and that master’s name was Lady Veyle.
Veyle: Really?!
Zelestia: Yes, she had the same name as you.
Zelestia: Mauvier had sworn to protect her no matter what. But it was an oath he was unable to keep.
Zelestia: He said she died in a trifling battle. He always regretted the fact that he couldn’t protect her.
Zelestia: That’s why I was so surprised to see you in this world. To know that you’re alive…
Zelestia: If it was you he wanted to protect, then I will take on that role as your protector now.
Zelestia: That’s why I wanted so badly to attend to you.
Veyle: You’ve been so nice, even though I’ve been so cold to you…
Zelestia: No. You’ve very kind. Even now, patiently listening to my story like this.
Zelestia: Mauvier always talked about how kind his Lady Veyle was. Just like you.
Veyle: I’m glad you told me that story.
Veyle: It’s miraculous that we met here. Though our worlds are different, we’re connected somehow.
Zelestia: I believe so. There must be some power at work bringing us together like this.
Veyle: Zelestia, the truth is, I do want to be friends with you.
Veyle: Could you maybe stay a little longer today?
Zelestia: I’d be delighted to. I’ll stay by your side not just a little longer, but for as long as you need me.