Awakening Supports/Cordelia Virion

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Cordelia:
Say, Virion... Do you have a moment?

Virion:
My dear Cordelia! For you, I have all the moments in the world.

Cordelia:
Er, yes, well... I just have a question.

Virion:
Ask away! I count myself an expert in music, astrology, cuisine, art, and more besides! How might humble Virion assist the lovely and talented Cordelia? She whose wisdom and knowledge are sung by bards throughout all of Ylisse!

Cordelia:
Actually, that's somewhat related to what I wanted to discuss. See, the truth is... Um...

Virion:
Tsk! It is most unlike my good lady Cordelia to speak with such hesitation. Gallant Virion cannot help but shed a tear of pity at such a plight. Mayha—

Cordelia:
Will you PLEASE stop interrupting and let me finish?! Gods, this is awkward enough as it is...

Virion:
Apologies... It seems your presence reduces me to blathering like a lovesick schoolboy. However, leaving my verbal disruptions aside, you still seem a bit lost for words. Perhaps I can rescue you from your traumatic tongue-tied trial? For in my boundless perspicacity, I believe I have identified your trouble!

Cordelia:
...Go on.

Virion:
Indeed! Yes, well. *ahem* Here goes... You are lovely, but firm and single minded, which leads you to treat others harshly. You regret this flaw with all of your being, and wish to reform your character. ...Well? Has Virion once again struck the bull's-eye?

Cordelia:
That's... That's exactly what I was thinking. ...How did you know?

Virion:
Do not ask the gods why they bring sunshine to the land, dear Cordelia! Milady's sweet words carry easily on the wind, if one is only attentive.

Cordelia:
You've been spying on me?! How dare you, sir!

Virion:
Well, "spying" is overstating it a bit, don't you think? I merely overheard...

Cordelia:
Well, I... Hrmmm... Do you see? This is what I'm talking about. I mean, you shouldn't eavesdrop on me, but I shouldn't have said that, either.

Virion:
There are those who prefer criticisms wrapped in soft silks, it's true... But rest assured, many of us prefer the honest and forthright approach.

Cordelia:
Oh, this is hopeless...

Virion:
Wait, milady! Virion has yet to impart all of his sage and sapient advice!

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Virion:
Ah, Cordelia. I cannot help but notice you seem troubled as of late...

Cordelia:
Oh? I feel fine. Have you noticed a problem on the battlefield?

Virion:
Your fighting is impeccable as always! But your brow seems creased with worry... Our cares always find a way of rising to the surface, mmm? And your beautiful visage cannot help but mirror the turmoil in your heart.

Cordelia:
Or you've been eavesdropping again.

Virion:
Never! For sharp-eyed Virion, milady's anguish is writ large on her features.

Cordelia:
Well, maybe there is something... But that is all I'll say. And keep that to yourself! I don't want anyone else knowing I am troubled.

Virion:
And whyever not?

Cordelia:
Because then they might start to pity me. And I hate pity! It makes me feel like I've...lost.

Virion:
Lost? Ha! How very like milady to frame it in terms of competition. But...dare I ask, why are you willing to let me know this?

Cordelia:
Because you're flippant and fancy-free... You take everything in your stride. My blunt manner never seems to phase you in the least.

Virion:
Ho ho! Say no more, milady... Virion has heard this speech before. A prelude to a confession of love! Milady, I am most gratefu—

Cordelia:
It has nothing to do with love!

Virion:
Aaaaah... Y-yes, then. Just so... *ahem* In any case, perhaps sometime we might discuss the source of your troubles... Such a beautiful face is ill served by the sombre shadow that clouds it!

Cordelia:
...Perhaps. Sometime. But no more of this "love" talk, understand?!

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Cordelia:
Virion, well met.

Virion:
Cordelia! How my heart leaps when I set eyes upon your perfect visage.

Cordelia:
Heh, laying it on thick, as always... I was hoping we could talk.

Virion:
My ears await the sounds of your gentle voice...

Cordelia:
I wanted to thank you, actually.

Virion:
Oh?

Cordelia:
I've been feeling much better recently. I snapped out of my glum mood.

Virion:
That is wonderful news! But why do you thank me?

Cordelia:
Because you were so patient with me, listening to my grumbling... What's more, by talking to you I was able to sort out my own feelings. I had no call to be so gloomy. Not when others suffer far worse than I. If there are things about me that I don't like, I should just fix them.

Virion:
'Tis true that when we share our troubles, we are halfway to ending them. I'm delighted to have played a role in returning a joyful glow to your cheeks!

Cordelia:
I'm just amazed that talking to you helped lighten the burden... I guess I just thought such things... I don't know. Made me weak?

Virion:
There is no weakness in honesty!

Cordelia:
Well, thank you again, Virion. I'm truly grateful for all your help.

Virion:
Ah, and so the seeds of your love for me have finally taken root, blossoming in—

Cordelia:
WRONG!

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Cordelia:
*Yaaaaaawn*

Virion:
Ah, someone slept well!

Cordelia:
...Yes? What are you staring at, Virion? Do you mind, sir?!

Virion:
Shhh, let me look into your eyes... ...Alas, no. Nothing. Such a pity.

Cordelia:
You're starting to concern me here, Virion. Explain yourself.

Virion:
I'd hoped that such a mighty yawn might cause a tear or two to well in your eyes.

Cordelia:
And that would be interesting...why?

Virion:
What could be more beautiful than a single tear glistening on milady's snowy cheek?

Cordelia:
Heh, Virion... Flattery is more potent when it's not spread across every girl in camp.

Virion:
Why, you wound me! Milady mistakes the pure motives of her humble servant!

Cordelia:
Oh, really? Come now, Virion. I'm many things, but not an idiot. I see you sidling up to the maids and whispering sweet lies in their ears... Are so many damsels truly in distress that you must attend to them all?

Virion:
Ah ha! Then the green-eyed monster has finally taken your heart... You DO love me!

Cordelia:
......

Virion:
...Isn't this the point where milady flies into a feverish denial? Mmm?

Cordelia:
I won't deny what's true... B-but, that is not... I don't mean... Argh! I don't know what I mean!

Virion:
Ah, but the words have been spoken, and Virion has taken them into his heart!

Cordelia:
It's just that—

Virion:
Here, milady. A gift from me to you. I have long held it in the deep hope that such a moment might arise.

Cordelia:
A...ring?

Virion:
A ring that proves the sincerity of my love. Sweet Cordelia, will you marry me?

Cordelia:
I... Well, I...

Virion:
I know that you once yearned for another man. Perhaps you still do. And on this front I cannot compete. For our brave leader is more deserving of your affections than I.

Cordelia:
...H-how did you know?

Virion:
I am ever watchful of you and have learned to read your joys and sorrows. But finally I sensed that the scales of your affections tipped away from Chrom.

Cordelia:
Yes, and toward you... Oh, Virion, I had no idea that you were paying so close attention...

Virion:
Now you do. And thus am I so emboldened to propose, with all my hopes that you will accept!

Cordelia:
How could I say no to a man who knows me so very well?

Virion:
You need never carry your burdens alone ever again, my sweet. From now on we share them, as we share everything: together.