Awakening Supports/Avatar(F) Libra

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Libra:
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Robin:
Oh, hello, Libra. What are you up to?

Libra:
I'm drawing a picture.

Robin:
Gracious, that's very good! Great shading, exquisite detail, and through it all, an air of melancholy... It's very like you.

Libra:
Melancholy? Truly?

Robin:
I don't mean that in a bad way! Actually, you should probably just ignore me... I know very little when it comes to fine art.

Libra:
Well, to be honest, I don't know much about it either.

Robin:
Really? But you're so talented!

Libra:
I've been told my pictures are technically proficient, but lack artistic soul.

Robin:
Poppycock! I mean look at this sketch—it's BURSTING with soul! I bet whoever told you that was simply jealous of your talent.

Libra:
Well, I appreciate the sentiment. Here, you can have this if you like it so much.

Robin:
Are you sure? You didn't draw it on commission or anything?

Libra:
I don't ever do drawings on request. ...No exceptions.

Robin:
Well, if it's not meant for anyone else, then yes, I'll gladly accept. Thank you.

B Support

Robin:
Tsk! I just can't get this color right.

Libra:
Er, Robin? You have paint on your cheek. ...And your chin. ...AND behind your ear.

Robin:
Oh, er, so I do. Whoops!

Libra:
Are you trying your hand at painting?

Robin:
Yes! Seeing your drawing has inspired me to take up the palette myself... But, I fear I'm wasting my time. Just look at this muddy slop! Clearly when the gods distributed artistic talent, I was in the outhouse.

Libra:
The gods would have waited for you, I'm sure. But let's take a look... Oh...dear. Er, it's a portrait of Lissa, is that right? You picked an odd color for her face... And the left eye is rather...oblong. Still, a fine first effort! We can't expect to be perfect straightaway.

Robin:
...It's a pegasus. And it's NOT my first try. It's my 100th.

Libra:
Oh. ...Oh, dear.

Robin:
You don't have to say anything, I can see it in your face. I should just give up.

Libra:
N-no, I wouldn't go that far!

Robin:
I would. Still, this little experiment helps me realize just how talented YOU are. I gaze on that picture you gave me every day, you know?

Libra:
Not EVERY day, surely?

Robin:
Each night before I sleep! It fills me with a wonderful sense of peace. I'm always worried it'll get damaged when we march, so I pack it very carefully.

Libra:
You're the first person who's ever valued one of my works so highly. And though pride be a sin, I'm...pleased that you treasure it so.

A Support

Robin:
*Sigh*

Libra:
What's wrong, Robin? You seem most upset.

Robin:
I am, Libra. I am... That wonderful drawing you gave me was torn to shreds. It's ruined completely.

Libra:
During the last battle, I assume? When we were suddenly forced to break camp?

Robin:
Yes, exactly. I had no time to pack it away properly, and so... Oh, I miss it already...

Libra:
Don't get upset, Robin. I can draw you another one.

Robin:
But you said you never draw pictures by request. Remember?

Libra:
For you, I will be delighted to make an exception!

Robin:
Really? Oh, thank you! What will it be?!

Libra:
Well, I haven't thought about it. What kind of picture would you like?

Robin:
How about a self-portrait?

Libra:
Er, you want to hang a picture of ME on your tent wall? The picture that you look at every night before sleeping?

Robin:
Is that a problem?

Libra:
Well, it's just that the last time I did a self-portrait, everyone thought it was a woman. Even after I specifically tried to play up my more manly features...

Robin:
That...must have been embarrassing.

Libra:
Well, not that it matters. It's hardly my fault if people can't see the blindingly obvious, is it?

Robin:
Er, right. So, no self-portraits... How about a portrait of me, then? It can be a keepsake for when I get old, to remind me I was once young and beautiful!

Libra:
A most challenging request, but I will pray that Naga guide my hand!

Robin:
Er, someone less understanding could take that the wrong way, you know...

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Libra:
Ah, Robin. I have completed the portrait you requested.

Robin:
You have? Let me see it!

Libra:
Here you are...

Robin:
Oh! Gracious! Is that...ME?! You... You flatter me, Libra. It's too much... This person is so ravishing and glamorous, no one will imagine it's meant to be me.

Libra:
Well, I was not after an exact likeness. I only hoped to capture a small fraction of the radiant beauty that suffuses you. Sadly, my humble skills were not up to the task of capturing perfection on the canvas. Perhaps such things are best left to the gods themselves.

Robin:
Heh, now it's REALLY too much... Still, what a wonderful picture. I must give you something in return. What would you have, Libra?

Libra:
I am a man of the gods; I desire no worldly goods. But, if you were to accept one more gift, I would consider the debt settled.

Robin:
Er, I don't think I follow your math there.

Libra:
This should make the equation clear.

Robin:
A ring?! B-but... Are you... Are you proposing to me?

Libra:
For some time now, I have found myself falling more and more in love with you...

Robin:
Oh... I... I had no idea.

Libra:
I apologize if I've put you in an awkward position. Of course, if you are not—

Robin:
No, not at all! I'm thrilled, Libra! Because...I'm in love with you, too. That's why I was so upset when I lost the picture you gave me.

Libra:
If you accept my proposal, I would paint you pictures for the rest of our days.

Robin:
Well how could I turn down an offer like that? I'll be surrounded by beautiful art, and looked after by a beautiful partner.

Libra:
Er, don't you mean "handsome" partner...? B-but don't mind me! I just feel so manly whenever I'm around you.

[Confession CG scene]
I am yours forever my love. May the gods smile upon our union, and bring us joy in the years to come.