Awakening Supports/Cherche Gerome(PC)

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C Support

Gerome:
Minerva, you look so sad and woebegone. I suppose it's my fault, isn't it? If it wasn't for me, you'd be living a life of tranquility in Wyvern Valley. I'm sorry that I've dragged you into yet another terrible war. ...Hmm? What's that? That's not why you're sad? ...Ah, yes. I understand completely. Your original mistress is alive in this time, and you pine for her hand on the reins.

Cherche:
...That's not it, either.

Gerome:
Ch-Cherche?!

Cherche:
Minerva is worried about you. Don't you see that forlorn look in her eyes?

Gerome:
Minerva, is that true?

Cherche:
I sense a powerful bond of trust and friendship between you. Heh. It seems you've done a fine job of looking after each other.

Gerome:
We must not be that close if I can't even understand what she's trying to tell me... Come, Minerva. Let's go.

Cherche:
Tsk. So impatient...

B Support

Cherche:
Gerome, might I have a word?

Gerome:
If you must.

Cherche:
What is this attitude of yours? Must you always turn a cold shoulder to me?

Gerome:
I did not pass through time to make bosom companions on the other side. And I especially did not come here to make friends with you.

Cherche:
Yes, charming and pleasant as ever... Well, I actually came here to talk about Minerva, not us. I have a request.

Gerome:
What is it?

Cherche:
You handle the reins superbly... I was hoping you'd teach me what you know.

Gerome:
I have nothing to teach you. I just sit in the saddle and follow Minerva's lead.

Cherche:
Oh, hogwash. I've seen how you two swoop and dance in the sky. Plus you handle the lance with such verve! A skilled rider like yourself has a great deal to teach me.

Gerome:
How skilled could I be to still fall victim to the cruel whims of fate? ...How skilled could I be when I was unable to protect those I loved?

Cherche:
Sometimes, no matter how strong you are, you cannot change destiny on your own. But you know that, don't you? That's why you've taken up arms in our cause.

Gerome:
...Yes, it's true. By joining you, I hope to accomplish what I could not alone.

Cherche:
Then you must teach me. If not for my sake, then for your own cause.

Gerome:
I...I cannot deny there is a truth to your words. Very well...

A Support

Cherche:
Thank you for your time, Gerome. Training is always better with a partner. Especially one as skilled as you.

Gerome:
I learned much from you as well, Cherche. Your aerial tactics are second to none.

Cherche:
Did you call me Cherche then, too? Back in your own time, I mean.

Gerome:
It...matters not.

Cherche:
Who DID you inherit this surliness from? Was it me or your father?

Gerome:
You would know better than me. My parents were gone long before I could build any meaningful memories.

Cherche:
I...I didn't know that.

Gerome:
They spent their time helping smallfolk in one corner of the land or another. I waited for them, of course. Waited for the day that they might come home to me. ...But only Minerva returned.

Cherche:
...I'm so very sorry.

Gerome:
People everywhere grieved for the heroes and honored their noble sacrifice. But I didn't want heroes. I wanted a father and a mother...

Cherche:
I swear to you, Gerome, that won't happen this time. I'll never leave you.

Gerome:
I know. After all, that's why I'm here—to change fate so you won't have to. This time, I'll make sure you survive. This time, we'll be together...