Awakening Supports/Cordelia Gaius

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C Support

Cordelia:
Ah, Gaius. Weren't you wearing those exact same clothes yesterday?

Gaius:
That a problem?

Cordelia:
And unless I'm very much mistaken, you also wore them the day before that.

Gaius:
Yeah, well, this is my favorite outfit. Why are you so interested in my attire? You fancy me or something?

Cordelia:
I'm simply trying to offer a piece of friendly advice here. Perhaps you don't realize that you look and smell like the floor of a tavern. That shirt is covered in honey, and the less said of your pantaloons the better.

Gaius:
Oh. Actually, uh, I hadn't noticed.

Cordelia:
Not to mention your hair needs a trim and you have crumbs stuck to your face. ...And is that a turkey leg I see sticking out of your pocket?! Heavens, Gaius! Don't you care about your appearance at all?

Gaius:
Well, as long as it's not slowing me down on the battlefield, right? I'm not some fancywaist who needs to strut about like a peacock.

Cordelia:
Well, perhaps you should consider it regardless.

Gaius:
All right, all right. Message received. I'll put on some new clothes, mother.

Cordelia:
Don't forget to comb your hair. And wash those old clothes in vinegar, or you'll never get the smell out.

Gaius:
...I'm going now.

Cordelia:
Once washed, if you want to reduce the wrinkles, take a willow reed and... Hey! Don't walk away when I'm talking about laundry!

B Support

Cordelia:
Gaius! Isn't that the same outfit you were wearing yesterday?

Gaius:
Yeah, but it was CLEAN yesterday. One extra day won't kill me, right?

Cordelia:
And have you combed your hair?

Gaius:
Er, no. But I DID dunk my head in a watering trough a couple of nights ago. Why do you care so much, anyway?

Cordelia:
Because.

Gaius:
Er, because why?

Cordelia:
By the way, don't think you can run off again in the middle of our conversation. I have my pegasus saddled and waiting, and we WILL hunt you down.

Gaius:
Crivens. Are all of your chats this happy and carefree, or am I a special case?

Cordelia:
No, just you. Now come over here and let me trim that hair.

Gaius:
I suppose I'm not getting out of this, am I? All right, do your worst. But you still haven't explained why you're so obsessed with my grooming.

Cordelia:
Because you are one of Chrom's staunchest and most valuable allies. *Snip* Turn your head a little, please... Thaaaank you.

Gaius:
Staunch ally, eh? I like the sound of that. All right. Message received. I'll dress like a dandy so as not to make Chrom look bad. Oh, and I like the sides short, if you'd be so kind.

Cordelia:
*Snip* Already on it. Oh, and before I forget, use this soap when you launder your clothes. You have stains dating back to the dark ages, but this should get them out.

Gaius:
I'll wash them so bright, it'll hurt your eyes to look at me...

Cordelia:
We'll see.

Gaius:
Hey, now. How about showing a bit of trust for your staunch ally?

Cordelia:
Trust is earned, my dear Gaius. Especially when it comes to laundry.

A Support

Cordelia:
Oh, Gaius... What a sight you are!

Gaius:
Huh? Aw, now what?! I combed my hair as soon as I got up, and these clothes are fresh out of the stream!

Cordelia:
You look very presentable.

Gaius:
So if my hair is fixed, and my clothes are clean, what's the problem? I'm doing my best here, Cordelia.

Cordelia:
Oh, no, you misunderstand me. What I mean is, you look so smart and serious. You look like a grown man.

Gaius:
Oh. Uh...yeah. Guess I'll take that as a compliment. Although, I actually do appreciate the help, even if I didn't at first.

Cordelia:
Really? You're actually grateful?

Gaius:
Yeah, and to prove it, I bought you this ribbon down at the market. You know. For those days you don't have time for a proper hair wash.

Cordelia:
Oh, er, thank you. I suppose I have been neglecting my own appearance somewhat.

Gaius:
It's because you're too busy worrying about how everyone else is doing! But don't worry. Now that I'm cock of the walk, I can help out once in a while.

Cordelia:
Er, yes. I suppose—

Gaius:
It'd be a shame for a beautiful woman like yourself to look less than her best.

Cordelia:
I see all that cleaning didn't scrub the silver from your tongue...

S Support

Gaius:
Er, Cordelia? Do you have a moment?

Cordelia:
Yes. What can I do for you?

Gaius:
...Hey, you're wearing my ribbon!

Cordelia:
Hee hee. You noticed?

Gaius:
Sure. Although you always look beautiful to me, with or without it.

Cordelia:
You can be very charming when you put your mind to it, Gaius.

Gaius:
Only to you, Cordelia. Anyway, I was wondering if you have time to give me a trim.

Cordelia:
Again? But I just gave you one the other day.

Gaius:
Sure, but don't you think it's getting a bit shaggy? Look here, over my ears...

Cordelia:
Well, I suppose there are a few stray strands here and there.

Gaius:
Hmm...

Cordelia:
Um, why are you clutching my hand?

Gaius:
Just checking the size for this...riiight...here.

Cordelia:
Oh, what a lovely ring! Did you make it yourself?

Gaius:
Yeah, but I wasn't sure about your size. Glad to see it fits. See, because now that I'm all cleaned up, I thought you might want to...be with me?

Cordelia:
Is this a proposal, Gaius?

Gaius:
Look, I'm no Chrom, and I won't pretend to try and convince you otherwise. But I couldn't live with myself if I didn't at least try to win you over. So what do you say, Cordelia? Will you marry me?

Cordelia:
How very sly of you to slip the ring on before I had a chance to argue. But it IS very beautiful... I would hate to take it off again.

Gaius:
I'll take a yes out of laziness. I'm not picky.

Cordelia:
Then yes, Gaius. I would be thrilled to be your wife.

Gaius:
Sweet! This'll save me a load in barber's fees... Ha ha. Kidding! ...Just kidding, dear. You won't regret this, Cordelia.