Awakening Supports/Cherche Gaius

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C Support

Cherche:
Hello, Gaius. Where are you sneaking off to?

Gaius:
Just taking a quick stroll around the perimeter. I want to make sure there aren't any enemies sneaking up on us.

Cherche:
Such diligence should help us all sleep easier at night.

Gaius:
Heh, first time a lady's ever said THAT to me. ...Still, thanks.

Cherche:
Of course. You're a seasoned rogue and a man of the world. I envy your experience. I honestly believe you are one of the most important cogs in the Shepherd machine!

Gaius:
Never been called a cog before, either. But thanks again.

Cherche:
Which is why I want to put that worldly experience and wisdom to better use.

Gaius:
...Yep. Right on schedule.

Cherche:
What do you mean?

Gaius:
You don't butter up a guy like that unless you want something.

Cherche:
My, but you ARE a sharp one. ...And I mean that sincerely. Well, I might as well get on with it. I've been hearing rumors about you.

Gaius:
Oh? Do tell.

Cherche:
I hear you're planning to sneak away from camp and abandon the Shepherds.

Gaius:
I see. So you came all the way out here to see if I'd do a runner.

Cherche:
I had to know if the rumors were true.

Gaius:
Look, the next time you have a question about my motivations, just ask. I like a compliment as much as the next guy, but we could've saved a lot of time here.

Cherche:
You're not angry?

Gaius:
All part of being a thief. If I got burned every time someone spied on me, I wouldn't last a week.

Cherche:
I see. Well, in the future, I shall be certain not to let you discover me.

Gaius:
Wouldn't it be easier to just stop spying on me?

Cherche:
Hee hee. I'm not too sure about that...

B Support

Gaius:
Where'd you get that, Cherche?

Cherche:
This spear? I purchased it from a traveling smith the other day.

Gaius:
You mean One-Eyed Mort? Ha! I'd steer clear of that trickster. I've seen theater troupes that wouldn't use the gear he sells.

Cherche:
Now that you mention it, it is rather crudely constructed. I suspect I'll need a replacement in the not-too-distant future.

Gaius:
Tell you what. Why don't I lend you mine for a spell, and I'll try to fix that one up.

Cherche:
You can use a forge?

Gaius:
I've been around the block a time or two.

Cherche:
Thank you. You really are a most useful man to have around.

Gaius:
Hey, you're the one who has to hold the front line in battle. If your weapon falls apart, who'll save me from being poked full of holes?

Cherche:
So your helping me is just enlightened self-interest?

Gaius:
Nothing more, nothing less.

Cherche:
You'd like me to think that, wouldn't you? And yet, I wager that beneath your gruff exterior hides a heart of gold!

Gaius:
Look, just give me the spear.

Cherche:
I look forward to seeing your handiwork.

Gaius:
And I look forward to showing it to you.

A Support

Cherche:
Gaius, would you mind taking a look at my armor?

Gaius:
...Whoa. Did you take on a whole company in this stuff or what? A fix like this is out of my league, sorry to say. Better take it to a professional and see what he says.

Cherche:
Oh. Well, thank you anyway.

Gaius:
You impress me, Cherche. I mean it. Very few people have the courage to throw themselves into battle like you.

Cherche:
I'd not call it courage so much as simple self-preservation. Truth be told, I hate all this fighting.

Gaius:
Yet you're always in the thick of it.

Cherche:
This war has scattered my family and friends. Driven them from their homes. Unless we see this through, none of us will ever go home again.

Gaius:
Is that what you're fighting for? To be reunited with friends and family?

Cherche:
If we lose, I might never see them again, and I can't bear that prospect. So as long as I still have strength to bear a weapon, I shall stand and fight.

Gaius:
People all have their reasons, don't they?

Cherche:
And what of you, Gaius? You seem a pragmatic man above all else. Am I safe in assuming you fight for survival in place of a greater cause?

Gaius:
More or less.

Cherche:
It's more than reason enough, Gaius. Never let anyone tell you otherwise. Now, if you will excuse me, I have to find that armorer.

Gaius:
...You know, I USED to think it was reason enough. Cherche has family waiting for her. She has a home to go back to. And if she dies, a whole lot of folks are going to feel it... Well, cripes. I guess I know what I gotta do...

S Support

Gaius:
That last scrap was touch and go for a while, huh?

Cherche:
For you, perhaps. You were so intent on protecting me, you almost got killed. I thought you were fighting to survive. What inspired this newfound recklessness?

Gaius:
Oh, don't worry. I'm not going to start indulging in pointless heroics. But I've got a new mission now, see? I just... I want to make sure you make it home.

Cherche:
It's wonderful to have such a stalwart champion, but I'm loath to see you hurt. So if you can stop hurling yourself in front of blows meant for me, I'd appreciate it.

Gaius:
I'll try to be a shade more careful. How's that?

Cherche:
I don't understand, Gaius. Why the sudden interest in my welfare? I'd always assumed you thieves didn't go much in for altruism.

Gaius:
It's not altruism if you care about the person.

Cherche:
What do you mean?

Gaius:
It means... Well, it's like... Look, I don't know. I'm not much good at giving fancy speeches. Maybe this'll explain things better.

Cherche:
...A ring? Gaius, did you craft this?

Gaius:
Yeah, I did. See, I just... I thought I could protect you better if we were married. I know us thieves have a poor record when it comes to honesty, right? But this is from the heart, Cherche. I'm all in for you, if you'll have me.

Cherche:
I... I believe you, Gaius. You've repaired my weapons, acted as my shield, and fought bravely by my side. How could I say no?

Gaius:
Now that's what a sly dog like me likes to hear!

Cherche:
I must say, it's pleasant to have such a frank conversation with you.

Gaius:
Well, we could have done this earlier if you weren't so intent on spying on me.

Cherche:
Yes. I believe I owe you an apology for that.

Gaius:
Already forgiven.