Awakening Supports/Nowi Gaius

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Nowi:
Hey, Gaius! Who did you vote for?

Gaius:
Huh? Vote? I don't know what—

Nowi:
Don't play dumb with me! I saw all you men standing around earlier! You were voting on who's the best-looking girl in the Shepherds, right?

Gaius:
Oh, that. Yes, there may have been a bit of ranking going on. I'm not interested in that nonsense.

Nowi:
Yeah, but you still haven't told me who you voted for!

Gaius:
Yes, I did. I told you that I left. I didn't vote for anyone. While those fools were haggling, I went to the mess hall and stole their desserts. THAT'S what I call interesting.

Nowi:
Okay, okay. I get it. You're not into that sort of thing. Good for you. But still, you must have a favorite type, right? I mean, every guy does! So, like, do you prefer older women? Blondes? Tall? Short? Chubby?

Gaius:
Egads, but you're a persistent little creature. All right. I prefer older women. Satisfied? Now will you please stop talking so I can eat Chrom's dessert?

Nowi:
Oh, what a coincidence! I'm older, so I must be your type!

Gaius:
Huh? But... Oh, yeah. You're older than me. I always forget that. But most older women have a certain gravitas that you...lack.

Nowi:
Hey, I'm over 1,000 years old! We don't come much older than that, you know.

Gaius:
I'm not debating your actual age, kid. I'm just saying that... Well, the appeal of a mature woman is in her confidence and poise.

Nowi:
Poise?

Gaius:
You know, how you carry yourself. A poised woman has class and bearing, but still knows exactly what she wants.

Nowi:
That? Oh, I've got poise, mister! Thousands of years' worth of it! I can't BELIEVE you don't think I have poise! I am SO mad at you right now! Ugh! The nerve, I swear...

Gaius:
Right. Let me explain this again...

B Support

Nowi:
Oh, Gaius! Yoo-hoo!

Gaius:
Hey there, kid. How's the dragon business treating— *Sniff* *sniiiff* Oh, sweet flaming onions... What's that horrific stink?

Nowi:
I put some perfume on! I think it gives me more poise.

Gaius:
How much did you use? My eyes are burning up...

Nowi:
Well, the whole bottle, of course. What did you expect?

Gaius:
Er... If I say you have lots and lots of poise now, will you go wash that off? *cough*

Nowi:
Really?! So I'm your type now? Being older and poised and everything?

Gaius:
Um...sure. Absolutely and without hesitation. *hack, hack* *cough*

Nowi:
Hee hee. Sounds like someone is in loooooove with me.

Gaius:
Not likely.

Nowi:
Rude! ...Also, why not?

Gaius:
Look, I don't actually care about older women, all right? I just made that up on the spot so you'd leave me alone.

Nowi:
...Oh. Fine then. No, that's fine. Let's start over, then. And this time, give me a serious answer. If I match the answer, it means you're totally in love with me and I win!

Gaius:
Oh, for the love of... Fine. I like women who are broad minded and tolerant of others. Which you aren't. So you lose.

Nowi:
...Broad-minded and taller than others? What's height got to do with it?

Gaius:
No, that's not what... Gods, this is like discussing literature with a horse. Tolerant, Nowi. Tolerant. T-O-L-E-R-A-N-T. Someone who's kind, warm, and willing to embrace different cultures and ideas.

Nowi:
Oh, I get it. Hey, if I turn into a dragon, I can embrace you AND keep you warm!

Gaius:
Um...please don't? I like my bones to be solid and nonliquefied.

Nowi:
Gods, you are SUCH a hard man to please... Just tell me what I can do, okay? And use normal-person words!

Gaius:
Ugh, I'm no good with kids. Even kids that are a thousand years old...

Nowi:
Come on, Gaius! I'm waaaitiiiiiing...

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Nowi:
So, Gaius. Besides being seven feet tall, what else do you look for in a woman? Come on, don't be shy. You can tell me! We're besties now, right?

Gaius:
Listen, kid, how much longer are you going to follow me around? Wait a second. I have an idea... Heh heh heh... Hey, Nowi. What would you say to a deliciously sweet candied fig?

Nowi:
Oooh, I LOVE sweets! Gimme!

Gaius:
All right. I'll give you this one if you go stand waaaaaay over there.

Nowi:
Okay!

Gaius:
Great. So here's the fig... Now you go do what you promised. Go on, off with you.

Nowi:
Bye!

Gaius:
Finally... Peace and quiet at last. I'll just settle down here and—

Nowi:
Hey, Gaius?

Gaius:
Gya! What are you doing here, kid? You promised to stay away! ...Um, what's this for?

Nowi:
It's a flower! I picked it for you. You know? To say thanks! Hope you like it, Gaius! See you around!

Gaius:
Huh. Here I was about to chase her away with the flat of my sword... And all she wanted to do was thank me and then run off again. ...... I'm going to need more figs.

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Nowi:
Thanks for the candied fig, Gaius. It was deeeeee-lish!

Gaius:
I'm glad you liked it.

Nowi:
Me too!

Gaius:
Hey, did you ever find out who was voted most beautiful woman?

Nowi:
Oh, that? Meh, I don't care.

Gaius:
Huh? B-but you followed me around for weeks trying to find out! What about all those absurd questions you peppered me with?

Nowi:
Well, that's because I wanted to know what YOU liked in a woman.

Gaius:
Why do you care so much, anyway?

Nowi:
Well...you know. Because...I like you. And I want you to like me, too!

Gaius:
You...like me?

Nowi:
Yeah! I mean, you pretend to be all grumpy all the time, but you're actually very nice. I mean, look at all the candied figs you made for me! You're always doing stuff like that. Slaving away on behalf of others.

Gaius:
Er...

Nowi:
I know I don't have a lot of poise, and I'm actually kind of short... But I know if I try really hard, I'll eventually become the kind of woman you like. So that's what I'm gonna do. Even if it takes a hundred years!

Gaius:
Cripes. I'll be pushing up daisies by that point!

Nowi:
Oh, no—you're right. I hadn't thought about that... *Sniff* Then...I guess...I'll never be good enough...for you... I'll b-be alone and...and... *sniff* Waaaaaaaaah!

Gaius:
Hey, come on, stop the blubbering. Oh gods, please stop... Listen, Nowi. I know how you feel. And the thing is...I think I like you, too. I can't believe it, but it's true.

Nowi:
B-b-but...what about the poise stuff? And being tolerant? And mature?

Gaius:
Sometimes things that seem important actually aren't. You know?

Nowi:
Really? So does this mean...um... You want to get married?

Gaius:
You know what? Sure. Why not? Let's get hitched and see what happens.

Nowi:
Yay! Till death do us part! ...Well, until you die, anyway.