Awakening Supports/Miriel Henry

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C Support

Miriel:
Many thanks for your fortuitous assistance the other day.

Henry:
Nya ha ha! No problem. But talk about your strange days! When I saw that big snake on your hat, I thought he was a pet.

Miriel:
The shade under the tree was pleasant, and my book terribly absorbing. Therefore, I failed to notice when the creature undulated down to my position.

Henry:
Good thing I came along when I did, or he'd have chomped your face but good.

Miriel:
An ophidian of that size is not capable of "chomping a face." However, I am curious how you managed to dispatch the creature. You did not clasp it in your hand, nor cast any spell I could fathom.

Henry:
It was a curse. If I'd used a tome spell, you'd have been in the line of fire, too.

Miriel:
A curse? Ah, yes. Dark thaumaturgy not based on this world's elemental forms. I would like to study this skillset further, if I may.

Henry:
Why? Do you have someone you want to curse?

Miriel:
I'm interested in how such hexes are conjured and the theory behind them.

Henry:
You always have to know exactly how things work, huh? Want a demonstration? I could turn Robin into a toad or something.

Miriel:
No. The experiment is not of such import that our comrades need be imperiled.

Henry:
But it wouldn't be forever! Just a few days at the most.

Miriel:
If we were suddenly called to battle, a toad tactician would be most disadvantageous.

Henry:
Oh yeah. I hadn't thought about that. Well, maybe I could cast a different kind of hex.

Miriel:
So long as the risk is within acceptable parameters.

B Support

Henry:
I'm sorry, Miriel. But I can't show you any more curses.

Miriel:
How disappointing. My research is nearly ready for peer review.

Henry:
Yeah, well, Robin got mad at me. He/She said I'm not allowed to randomly curse people anymore. Pfft.

Miriel:
Fortunately, I've already collected enough data to posit a tentative theory of hexing.

Henry:
You have? That's great! I cast hexes all the time, and I've never come up with ONE theory about them.

Miriel:
Hex casting is the art of unleashing magic through a series of movements. It is the ritual itself that grants efficacy, rather than tomes or staves.

Henry:
Well, yeah, sure. I just never thought it was all that exciting.

Miriel:
Even more fascinating is the extent of your own thaumaturgic energy. If my calculations are correct, you are able to release huge quantities of magical force.

Henry:
Nya ha ha! Oh, stop it, Miriel! You'll make me blush. Although it's pretty much true. When it comes to hexing folks, I'm the master. Why, this one time at mage camp, I killed 100 people with one curse!

Miriel:
I am not privy to the location of this "mage camp." And when exactly did this catastrophe take place?

Henry:
Er, I don't remember when. ...Or where exactly. But it totally could have happened.

Miriel:
In any case, I am most anxious to investigate the extent of your powers. Will you permit me to carry out additional tests and observations?

Henry:
Sure! You can watch me in action for as long as you like.

A Support

Henry:
*Sigh* Aw, dang it. Failed again! This is harder than I thought.

Miriel:
You seem vexed, Henry. Is something amiss?

Henry:
Well, you know that town we passed through a few days ago? I saw a pregnant lady on the main street with a load of cheese and fruit in her arms. She looked pretty tired and worn out, so I stopped to help her carry her wares.

Miriel:
I am told parturiency can indeed be a most trying experience.

Henry:
Right?! Anyway, the more I thought about it, the more I realized pregnancy is dumb. So I'm planning to help the mothers of the world by inventing a special curse. I'm gonna create a hex that conjures new kids right out of thin air!

Miriel:
Fascinating.

Henry:
So if the curse is going to work, I need a ritual that can generate new life force. But I can't find even one. Who knew it would be so hard, when killing is so easy?

Miriel:
The process of creating life is imbued with mystery and wonder. Many wise sages have tried to fathom the secret without success.

Henry:
Gosh. If you and the old wise men don't know how it's done, what hope do I have?

Miriel:
I would say the odds are remote indeed. Still, with so much as yet unknown, it may prove an intriguing field of study.

Henry:
Say, if you're as curious as me, why don't we study it together?

Miriel:
A most meritorious suggestion.

S Support

Henry:
Hello, Miriel. How's your research into the whole life-creation thing coming along?

Miriel:
Poorly. It appears this is one mystery that will not easily surrender its secrets.

Henry:
Yeah, I haven't had much luck myself. Except for one idea...

Miriel:
Please, enlighten me.

Henry:
Chrom married a woman and had a child, right? So, I was thinking you and me could marry and...you know, see what happens.

Miriel:
Fascinating... By experiencing the creation of life firsthand, we might learn to replicate it. That kind of immersion research could lend itself to a substantial breakthrough. But are you truly willing to engage in such a long-term endeavor?

Henry:
Sure! I think you're the bee's knees!

Miriel:
I find that term difficult to quantify.

Henry:
Well, how's this? I'm completely smitten with you. Research or not, I know I want to spend my life with you. So how about it? Do you feel the same way?

Miriel:
I have noticed clammy skin and increased heart palpitations in your presence of late.

Henry:
That sounds like a yes to me! ...Oh, and here. Take this.

Miriel:
Ah. A ring.

Henry:
If you wear it, it means we're promised to each other forever and ever!

Miriel:
...Fascinating. The palpitations have returned.

Henry:
Well, if you're happy, then I'm thrilled! And even if our experiment with creating life doesn't pan out, I'm okay with that.

Miriel:
I see no reason to abandon the research simply because of an espousal.