Gerik & Marisa

C Support

Gerik: Hello, Marisa.
Marisa: Chief.
Gerik: How’re you doing? Your sword still sharp?
Marisa: Same as always.
Gerik: You’re not seriously injured or ill, are you?
Marisa: No.
Gerik: I see. So you can continue on?
Marisa: Yes. Why all the questions?
Gerik: Oh. I’m the commander, you know? I’m supposed to check on you now and then. Well, see you later.
Marisa: Wait.
Gerik: Hm?
Marisa: I’d like you to keep talking. I don’t mind talking to you.
Gerik: You know, we’ve known each other for a long time, so I understand you… But listen, Marisa, it wouldn’t hurt you to be a bit more sociable. Not for me, mind you, but some of the others have a hard time working with you.
Marisa: …
Gerik: Speaking of which, when I first met you, you were always working alone. I remember thinking how odd that was. I figured a woman as beautiful and talented as you would have men all around her.
Marisa: Don’t need ’em.
Gerik: You see, that’s what I’m talking about! Your beauty belies your words.
Marisa: Chief?
Gerik: Hm?
Marisa: Do you like sociable women?
Gerik: Um…sure, I guess. I mean, doesn’t everyone? If you go to an inn, aren’t the sociable gals the most popular?
Marisa: I understand. OK. I’ll be more sociable. This better?
Gerik: Huh?!

B Support

Gerik: Say, Marisa.
Marisa: Hello.
Gerik: Listen, you’ve been acting a bit odd lately. You don’t talk to me as much as you used to.
Marisa: … I’m practicing.
Gerik: Practicing? Practicing what?
Marisa: Being sociable.
Gerik: Oh… Because it’s you I’m going to assume that you’re serious. You know what I said before? I wasn’t really serious, so don’t worry about it.
Marisa: But. I’ve practiced. I’m a bit more sociable.
Gerik: In what way? You don’t appear to have changed at all.
Marisa: You’re wrong. Let me show you.
Gerik: What? You’re going to be sociable? This I’ve got to see. Well, go ahead.
Marisa: You won’t laugh, will you?
Gerik: No, I won’t laugh.
Marisa: Truly?
Gerik: Yes, I promise.
Marisa: Here goes… Hello, Gerik! Wonderful day for a battle, isn’t it!
Gerik: ……
Marisa: Why are you looking away?
Gerik: N-n-no…reason… Mmha… Bwa ha ha ha ha!
Marisa: Oh!

A Support

Gerik: C’mon, Marisa, don’t be like that.
Marisa: ……
Gerik: I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to laugh. Are you still mad?
Marisa: I’m mad.
Gerik: Forgive me. I really and truly apologize. Still mad?
Marisa: I’m still mad.
Gerik: Sigh. OK, I get it. What do I have to do to get you to forgive me? I don’t have much gold, but I could get you a snack…
Marisa: You’re the chief. You don’t have to apologize. Just give orders.
Gerik: Well, I know, but I was wrong. I was the bad guy. My crime was not being sensitive to your feelings. I tell you what, I’ll buy you anything you want.
Marisa: You’re soft. Leaders are normally harsher than you. You’re too nice. Too nice to all of us. That’s why…
Gerik: That’s why what?
Marisa: Nothing.
Gerik: Well, I said too much and I’m sorry. You’re fine just the way you are.
Marisa: Really?
Gerik: Yeah, of course.
Marisa: Th-then… If you would… I wouldn’t be mad anymore.
Gerik: Hm? What did you say?
Marisa: Nothing. Forget it.
Gerik: C’mon, it wasn’t nothing. If it’ll put you in a better mood, I don’t have a problem with…
Marisa: Forget it!