Awakening Supports/Avatar(F) Severa
C Support
Robin:
*Slurp* Ah, yes. Perfect. Adding that dash of fenugreek really did the trick.
Severa:
What are you doing, Robin?
Robin:
Oh, hello, Severa. I'm just putting the finishing touches on tonight's stew. It's my turn in the galley, you see.
Severa:
It smells pretty okay... Are you, like, a professional cook or something?
Robin:
Me? Oh, gracious no. It's nothing special. I just tossed a few things in the pot.
Severa:
Pfft. False modesty is so overrated. I can tell by the smell alone that a lot of work went into that stew. *Sniiiff* Ahhh. All kinds of herbs and stuff. You musta been cooking for hours.
Robin:
You're very kind, but I really think I just got lucky today. Usually when I cook, it ends up tasting like mud. ...Or burned mud.
Severa:
I TOLD you already, that stuff is totally overrated! Gawds!
Robin:
I'm sorry?
Severa:
I mean, really! You've made a success of something, so go ahead and celebrate! Pat yourself on the back! Tell everyone what a fantastic job you did! Soak up the praise! Otherwise, people forget you're being modest and start taking you at your word. And then when you do something really great, everyone treats it like a yawner. Before you know it, you're just boring old Robin, and everyone ignores you!
Robin:
Gracious, Severa, that's quite a speech.
Severa:
And another thing! What in blazes are you doing fiddling around with soups, anyway?! You're our TACTICIAN! You should be planning how not to get us killed! I don't want to die tomorrow because you're thinking about stupid garlic!
Robin:
Er, well. Normally I AM excused from roster duties, given how busy I—
Severa:
I know, right?! So why are you HERE?! You should be in a war council with Chrom or planning our next march! You could secure provisions, check supplies, have our weapons repaired, blah blah blah. But NOOOOOO! You're flinging soup around like some innkeeper's lackey.
Robin:
W-well, when you put it that way, I guess it doesn't make much sense... I just wanted to ensure folks were getting healthy food for the sake of morale.
Severa:
MORALE?! Pfffffft! We're fine. Oh we all just LOVE it here. And we certainly don't need a daily serving of Robin's Chef Surprise to help. GAWDS! It's like talking to an infant! I am SO out of here.
Robin:
...I'm honestly not sure if I should be flattered or insulted.
B Support
Robin:
Severa, can we talk?
Severa:
Robin? Sure, if... No, wait! If you've got time to chat, you've got time to think up new strategies!
Robin:
Yes, well, that's what I want to talk to you about... You told me I need to spend more time on strategizing and less on distractions.
Severa:
Yeah, I KNOW I said that. So what? Are you gonna tell me how stupid I am?
Robin:
Not in so many words. But I'd like to offer a counterargument, if I may. You see, when I cook for the troops, it's an opportunity to spend time with them. I can learn how they're feeling, exchange information and ideas, and so forth. This strengthens our bonds and makes us more effective out on the battlefield.
Severa:
Huh? How so?
Robin:
Well, the more you know about a comrade, the more you begin to trust each other. And that trust is the key to bringing out our innate strengths and abilities. So in the end, making friends is actually an important part of the tactician's job.
Severa:
Yeah, whatever. I guess.
Robin:
In any case, I wanted you to hear my reasoning, whether you agreed or not.
Severa:
I SAID "whatever," didn't I? Gawds!
Robin:
You just don't seem very satisfied. What are you thinking? Come now, you don't have to hold back. I'm all for exchanging ideas, remember?
Severa:
It's just...when I saw you stirring that pot of delicious stew, I got so angry...
Robin:
Yes, I noticed... But I still don't really understand why.
Severa:
Because we're just about the same age and you're so much SMARTER than me! You're better at tactics and strategy and battle techniques and...everything! Everyone already thought you were amazing, and then you go make this amazing soup! I was just... I dunno. Jealous, I guess.
Robin:
Severa, first off, I'm not nearly so perfect as you seem to think I am. And I wouldn't be half what I am today if it wasn't for the help of all my friends.
Severa:
Gawds, and you're MODEST, too! It's so totally annoying.
Robin:
Severa, are you sure it's really ME who's making you angry? Or does my skill set perhaps remind you of someone else?
Severa:
Wha—?! How'd you... I mean... No, you're wrong!
Robin:
You don't sound so sure...
Severa:
Gawds! See what I mean about you being so darn clever? I...I don't want to talk about it. My mind's all weird. I need to think.
Robin:
Of course. Take your time. I think I might finally understand where that girl is coming from...
A Support
Severa:
Robin?
Robin:
Yes, Severa? What can I do for you?
Severa:
You remember when you asked if I was mad at you or...someone else?
Robin:
Of course. But look, you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to.
Severa:
No, it's all right. I kind of do. I'm thinking you might understand. I mean, you probably know this already, but you reminded me of...my mother.
Robin:
Yes, I see...
Severa:
It's just that you're both so clever and smart and good at everything you do! And then there's little old me. I haven't done squat.
Robin:
But you don't hate your mother, do you?
Severa:
No! Of course not! ...It's just that whenever I see her, I can't help thinking how wretched I am. She's strong, noble, articulate, beautiful, and admired by everyone and their horse. Oh! Oh! AND she's kind and considerate and not in the slightest bit vain! Do you realize how hard it is being the daughter of Her Royal Perfectness? I guess I should just get used to being pathetic, huh?
Robin:
You have your own virtues, Severa. For one, you have a kind heart.
Severa:
Pffft. Yeah, right.
Robin:
Think about it. You were reluctant to talk about this on account of MY feelings.
Severa:
......
Robin:
You know I have no memories of my parents or childhood... That's why you hesitated to complain about your own mother. Because you didn't want to inadvertently hurt my feelings. ...Am I right?
Severa:
What? NO! Who could possibly think that far ahead?!
Robin:
Heh. Who's being modest now, Severa?
Severa:
Look, I'm serious. All that stuff about your parents never occurred to me.
Robin:
Your eyes get so big and earnest when you're telling a lie. Did you know that?
Severa:
ARRRGH!
Robin:
You've got a heart of gold, Severa. ...I hope you'll allow me to be your friend.
Severa:
All right, fine! FINE! You wanna think I planned all that? Go ahead. Just stop talking about how nice I am! It's so embarrassing... Gawds!
