Awakening Supports/Gregor Kjelle(PC)
C Support
Kjelle:
Are you free, Father? I could use a sparring partner.
Gregor:
Gregor would love to...but...maybe not today...
Kjelle:
Father, you're pale as a ghost! And sweating! What's wrong?!
Gregor:
I-is nothing. Gregor is f-fine... Except for gut...
Kjelle:
Are you injured? Who did this to you?! Give me a name, and I'll—
Gregor:
B-breakfast...
Kjelle:
...Someone named "Breakfast"?
Gregor:
N-no... Gregor eat breakfast, then...this happen... N-not just Gregor... Everyone in camp is...feeling like floor of barn... If you have not eaten...s-stay away... Save yourself...
Kjelle:
......
Gregor:
Hrrgh... Gregor thought Sully's cooking was horrible... Whoever made this is...is...
Kjelle:
...Is your daughter.
Gregor:
...What? Is joke, yes?
Kjelle:
I'm sorry, Father. ...I thought it turned out so well.
Gregor:
N-no! It was...good, yes! Do not... Urrgh... Do not blame self! Gregor is sure the...searing pain is...just coincidence... Ha ha...
Kjelle:
You just said that everyone who ate it got sick! Oh, this is so embarrassing!
Gregor:
W-wait! Kjelle! C-come back! Don't go... Gregor will... Bluuurp! Uh-oh... H-here comes breakfast...
B Support
Kjelle:
HAH! RRRAGH! YAAAH!
Gregor:
Kjelle, you are making very hard with the training today.
Kjelle:
If I can't do my share of the cooking, I'll have to do a larger share of the fighting.
Gregor:
Oh, so...you will not be cooking again, yes?
Kjelle:
Would you want me to, after last time?! You saw how that day's battle played out. All our soldiers clutching their guts, legs quivering like newborn deer... And the smell... Oh, gods, the smell... If the enemy hadn't been so horrified, we might all be dead!
Gregor:
Yes, it was quite horrible. But no one is perfect, no? It was probably just crazy fluke. Gregor would like to try your cooking again.
Kjelle:
NO!
Gregor:
...Oy?
Kjelle:
What if it WASN'T a fluke? What if my cooking gets you KILLED next time?! Another breakfast from me could bring our entire army to its knees! Literally! Don't ask me to do that to my fellow soldiers and my family.
Gregor:
Now, now. It wasn't THAT bad.
Kjelle:
I still remember the sound...that horrible sound... Dozens of people, all fa—
Gregor:
All right! Do not remind Gregor! ...How about this. What if Gregor give you few pointer tips in kitchen? If we come up with tasty meal, Kjelle can share with everyone!
Kjelle:
Hmm... All right, let's try it! ...And thanks.
A Support
Gregor:
Mmm, the soup smells delicious! Good job. Gregor is sure everyone will be fighting each other for the tasting.
Kjelle:
Thanks. I had a good teacher. I had no idea you knew so much about cooking!
Gregor:
Gregor learn after marrying mother. Was either that or starve...
Kjelle:
Ha! You two really get along so well, don't you?
Gregor:
Gregor think so!
Kjelle:
...... ...Heh heh.
Gregor:
Hmm?
Kjelle:
Just thinking that this must be what it feels like. ...Having parents, I mean. Being a normal family. I never really got to have that, but...it's nice.
Gregor:
Kjelle...
Kjelle:
But hey, enough of that. Didn't mean to get all misty. Let's dig in to this soup! *slurp*
Gregor:
Kjelle is very strong girl, yes? She never ask for help... But if ever there is anything Gregor can do, you just ask.
Kjelle:
Weeell... I guess one thing comes to mind, actually.
Gregor:
What is?
Kjelle:
Keep teaching me how to cook! This soup tastes like dishwater...
Gregor:
*Slurp* ...Oy, it does.
Kjelle:
Actually, I've had better dishwater...
Gregor:
Right, then! Gregor show you how to cook food that taste like food.
Kjelle:
That'd be plenty for me! Thanks!
