Fates Supports/Xander Mozu

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Mozu: ...

Xander: Mozu.

Mozu: P-Prince Xander?

Xander: What are you doing, eating here all by yourself? You should join the others. I'm sure they'd be happy to have you.

Mozu: No, thank you. That's OK... Um...could you please go away now, milord?

Xander: Hm? Have I done something to offend you?

Mozu: No. You're just...scary.

Xander: Scary? In what way?

Mozu: Just...your whole face...thing.

Xander: My face? I see. My apologies. I'll take my leave of you now.

(Xander leaves)

Mozu: Oh, tarnation. I think I just insulted the prince... My head's gonna roll for this, I just know it...

B Support

Mozu: Lord Xander? I'm awful sorry about what I said before. You didn't do anything wrong. I shouldn't have asked you to leave like that. Or said that stuff about your face...

Xander: Fret not. It's not the first time that someone has found me intimidating. Unfortunately, that seems to be the effect I have on most.

Mozu: But...

Xander: It's fine. I'm just sorry that I scared you. You've been through so much... I hate the idea that I have added to your suffering, even in so small a way.

Mozu: No, Lord Xander. I'm the one who was wrong—

Xander: No. It was my fault, and I must work to correct it. There must be some way for me to appear less intimidating. Now, let us talk no more of this.

Mozu: Yes, milord... Um... Milord?

Xander: Yes?

Mozu: You remember that I grew up in a little village, right? We were all like one big family... Everyone knew everyone else. Nobody locked their doors or nothing. You could come and go anywhere you pleased.

Xander: Yes, I know. It sounds like it was a wonderful place.

Mozu: It was. I hate that it's gone...but maybe it doesn't have to be. Not entirely. Well...I want this army to feel the same, you know? Like we're all family. So...would it be all right if I thought of you as one of my village folks, Prince Xander? No one in my village would have argued about who was at fault. And nobody was scared by no one else. How does that sound?

Xander: It sounds like a wonderful idea to me. I'd be honored to be a part of your village. Thank you, Mozu.

Mozu: Thank you, milord!

A Support

Xander: Mozu, I— Ah, my apologies. I didn't realize you were busy.

Mozu: I'm awful sorry, but it might be best if you came back in a bit. I've got a ton of cooking to do and not nearly enough time.

Xander: Oh? Why all the cooking?

Mozu: Well, seems to be a lot of people wanting to visit me lately. I've got to admit, I'm right flattered, but it's so much work! After all, a person can't have guests and send them off with empty bellies, can they?

Xander: I see. But you ARE happy to be seeing so much of everyone, correct?

Mozu: Oh, yes! I love it. Everyone's really opened up. I reckon soon this place will be just like my old village in a lot of ways. But why do you look so happy, milord?

Xander: Hm? I look happy? What do you mean?

Mozu: You're always wrinkling your forehead and frowning. And now you're doing neither! You even got some color on your cheeks! I don't think I've ever seen that before... Wait... Is all this...your doing?

Xander: Hm?

Mozu: Did you ask everyone to come see me after I told you about my village? ...You did, didn't you?

Xander: That's preposterous. Why would I do such a thing?

Mozu: C'mon! Admit it! I thought it was odd that everyone wanted to see me all at once.

Xander: It is odd, but I really wouldn't know anything about it.

Mozu: Then what's with that smile of yours? Explain yourself!

Xander: I'm not smiling. I'm just frowning less intensely.

Mozu: Ugh! Fine, have it your way. You know, I thought the crown prince of Nohr would be real stuck up and scary. But I guess I was wrong. He's a big ol' softie! And I'm lucky to know him.

Xander: No, I keep telling you, I didn't do a thing. You've got the wrong idea entirely.

Mozu: How long are you gonna keep that act up? Just admit it so I can thank you already!

S Support

Mozu: Lord Xander! I've got a present for you.

Xander: Mozu, you really didn't have to—

Mozu: I owed you one! So I made you as much food as I thought you could eat. Here, try this first! It's a special soup my ma used to make.

Xander: Well, it would not become a prince to turn down such a fine gift. I don't think I've ever seen food like this before. *munch munch munch* This is delicious! There's a simple warmth to these dishes that I find...comforting. Thank you, Mozu.

Mozu: I'm glad you feel that way. This food is very important to me. I feel like, in a way, my village lives on through these dishes.

Xander: Mmmm. Truly incredible. I can't stop eating!

Mozu: Teehee. ... Lord Xander...is it possible for a prince to...ah...well...love a commoner?

Xander: Hm?

Mozu: Er...nothing. I'm sorry. I was just mumbling to myself, is all. Hahaha. *sigh* I'm such a chowderhead. I don't know what I was going on about. I'm sorry.

Xander: I see. Yes.

Mozu: Huh?

Xander: I wanted to ask you for the recipe to this soup.

Mozu: Oh. Haha, silly me. I thought you were saying something else. Shouldn't have got my hopes up like that. Of course you can have the recipe.

Xander: No, don't misunderstand me.

Mozu: Huh?

Xander: I did say yes in answer to your question. It is possible for a prince to love a commoner. I just also wished to ask you for the recipe.

Mozu: Oh. Well...uh...thank you.

Xander: You see, I would like to make this soup for you sometime. It appears to be very precious to you, and I can think of no better gift. It alone would be capable of showing you the depth of my feelings.

Mozu: Wha— Your feelings?!

Xander: Yes. I have fallen for you, Mozu.

Mozu: You've fallen for me? ME? You wouldn't pull a poor country girl's leg, would you?

Xander: I am serious. I have never and would never say something I did not mean.

Mozu: So...then...will you be with me, Prince Xander?

Xander: I will, if you'll have me. Now, please, sit and share some of this food with me. From now on, you do not serve me. We stand side by side.

Mozu: Oh, goodness. Dreams do come true!