Awakening Supports/Yarne Laurent

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C Support

Yarne:
Ugh. I reeeally don't want to fight today.

Laurent:
What are you doing here, Yarne?

Yarne:
Ack! L-Laurent?!

Laurent:
Preparations for the coming battle are underway. The others are waiting.

Yarne:
Yeaah, I'd love to go, but my, uh... My stomach is just killing me!

Laurent:
Then why are you clutching your head?

Yarne:
I meant head!

Laurent:
If you're going to malinger, put some effort into it. Now come along.

Yarne:
I'm not! It's the change of the seasons! Us taguel get migration headaches!

Laurent:
*Sigh* I'm disappointed in you, Yarne. I know you abhor fighting, but I thought you above juvenile antics and feigned illness.

Yarne:
I'm not faking anything! I just really don't feel well today, all right?! I'll have you know I'm a great fighter! I could beat anybody if I wanted to!

Laurent:
Judging by the fervor of your shouting, your headache is in remission. Shall we join the others, then?

Yarne:
What?! I... No, I think I...I pulled my spleen in that outburst! I've got a trick liver! Runner's elbow! The grippe! Sleeping sickness! ...Ugh, fine. Wait up.


B Support

Laurent:
Yarne? We need to speak.

Yarne:
Well, that doesn't sound foreboding at all...

Laurent:
Halfway through the last battle, you elected to disregard orders and flee.

Yarne:
I, er... I can see how it would look that way, but there was a really good reason for—

Laurent:
I have no interest in your excuse. Are you aware that your actions bear repercussions for the rest of us?

Yarne:
Sure, but I, uh...I twisted my septum! I'd have only gotten in the way.

Laurent:
You sprained your nose? ...Really?

Yarne:
...Yes?

Laurent:
Chrom gave you orders with the expectation you would carry them out. He trusted you. Are you content to blithely betray others' faith in you?

Yarne:
......

Laurent:
I fear I've passed disappointment and find myself between astonishment and disgust.

Yarne:
Hey, who do you think you are to judge me, anyway?! You're not Chrom, so don't go speaking for him! You make it sound like you know best for everybody, but you don't know a thing!

Laurent:
......

Yarne:
And you definitely don't know what it's like to be me! Sure, I'm not the bravest guy around, but did you ever stop to wonder why that is? If I go charging out into combat and make one mistake, an entire race goes extinct! I hold back because I have to, all right?! So stop presuming and just back off!

Laurent:
There we are. Excellent.

Yarne:
...What's excellent?

Laurent:
I hypothesized that there was fire in you, so I stoked it. You've proven me correct. If you nurture that fire and preserve it, you need never lack for courage in battle.

Yarne:
What?!

Laurent:
Your enemy isn't cowardice so much as inertia. Your legitimate drive for self-preservation has become a habit. An obstacle.

Yarne:
Wait, so all that stuff you said... You were trying to make me mad?

Laurent:
A regrettable necessity. But I think the results speak for themselves. You aren't wrong to approach battle with trepidation, of course. The risks are real. But given your fire and connate combat prowess as a taguel, you will manage.

Yarne:
You make it sound so simple. But war isn't so cut and dry in—

Laurent:
I'm afraid it's time we joined the others. Battle calls! Fight bravely, Yarne. I have the utmost faith in you.

Yarne:
Maybe I'll... Hey, Laurent, why are you grabbing my— Ow! Quit tugging! My race needs that arm!


A Support

Yarne:
Ugh, I'm sore... Guess I went a little overboard out there.

Laurent:
Yarne!

Yarne:
G-go easy, Laurent! I actually tried my—

Laurent:
You were superb!

Yarne:
...What, that's it? No lecture?

Laurent:
What's to lecture about? Your performance was beyond reproach. You were unanimously pronounced the hero of yesterday's battle.

Yarne:
Hey, all I did was play decoy. Everyone else did the real work.

Laurent:
You're too modest! Yours was the most critical role, and the most dangerous. And you saw it through brilliantly. Truly, an impressive performance.

Yarne:
Well hey, if you say so! It feels pretty good to hear that from you.

Laurent:
I knew that you could manage any challenge if you shed your habit of running.

Yarne:
And I said I was a great fighter when I really got serious!

Laurent:
I'm pleased that day has finally come. Now you need only preserve this momentum for future battles!

Yarne:
Future...battles?

Laurent:
Just so. Anyone able to execute orders as exacting as yesterday's is a great asset. I'm certain Chrom will be making extensive use of your skills in the days to come.

Yarne:
Er, but...what about days when my stomach's acting up?

Laurent:
Worry not. I've already given word to everyone on the cooking rotation. You'll be served a special gruel specially prepared for maximum ease of digestion.

Yarne:
Bleagh... Wh-what about my insomnia? My migration headaches?!

Laurent:
I'll be by your tent each night to put you to bed. By magic or blunt trauma, as needed. Also, "migration headaches" aren't a thing.

Yarne:
My trick liver!

Laurent:
...Can be removed.

Yarne:
Eek!

Laurent:
Now, now. Cheer up, Yarne. And walk while you do it or we'll be late for today's battle.

Yarne:
I get the feeling staying angry won't be hard with you around, Laurent...