Awakening Supports/Nowi Virion

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C Support

Nowi:
Ouch! I really scraped my hands when I slipped back there...

Virion:
I hear a fair maiden in need of medical aid! Shall Virion tend the wound?

Nowi:
Oh, could you?

Virion:
But of course! A dab of ointment, a small, clean bandage... There! Danger has been thwarted thanks to my speedy and skilled treatment.

Nowi:
Aw, thanks!

Virion:
No need for thanks, sweet Nowi.

Nowi:
Hey, so I've noticed that you keep calling me "sweet." Don't you think it's a little belittling or whatever?

Virion:
If I have offended, you have my apologies. 'Tis but a habit of mine. Pray, do you not like it?

Nowi:
No, pray! I do not!

Virion:
Then I shall endeavor to correct myself with all due haste! A nobleman must take care how he addresses others, you know. Especially one as distinguished as you!

Nowi:
What's so special about me?

Virion:
Why, you are over a thousand years old! You lived in the time of my great ancestors. You are practically immortal! Divine, even! It ill behooves me to disrespect you.

Nowi:
Okay, knock it off! You're making me sound like some old lady.

Virion:
Nonsense, Nowi my sweet! You are charming, young, and beauty itself!

Nowi:
You really think I'm beautiful?

Virion:
Let the gods strike me down if it is not so! You see? No lightning strikes. No fire ants nibble at my drawers.

Nowi:
Wow. You really ARE good at this whole philandering thing.

Virion:
Ph-ph-philandering?! Where did you hear such a vulgar word?!

Nowi:
Um, that's what everyone says about you. ...Seriously. Everyone. Even Chrom. Didn't you know?

Virion:
I most certainly did not!

B Support

Nowi:
I'm SOOOOOO hungry! When do we EEEAT?!

Virion:
An empty stomach will not do. I, Virion, shall bring hither victuals.

Nowi:
Er, Virion?! Where did you go?! VIIIIIIRIIIIIIOOON?! Oh! There you are.

Virion:
Apologies for the delay, sweet Nowi. I have collected some lovely fresh lettuces.

Nowi:
Um, that's nice, but... I hate vegetables.

Virion:
Ah! How foolish of me, offering plants to a dragon! I shall sally forth and find a fatted calf with all haste!

Nowi:
Wait, Virion! Look, if you want to help, I'd rather you just...kept me company. If we played a game or whatever, that would take my mind off the hunger.

Virion:
Very well. What would you like to play? Chess? Tiddlywinks? Naughts and crosses? I also know checkers, blind man's bluff, king of the bean, field bowling, falconing—

Nowi:
I wanna play duck duck dragon!

Virion:
Duck duck...dragon? Well, I say. I'm not familiar with that game.

Nowi:
It's easy! I turn into a dragon and chase you while spewing white-hot fire. And if I catch you, I totally win!

Virion:
That sounds dreadful!

Nowi:
So, let's start, okay? I'll count to...um...one million, and you go hide.

Virion:
One million? Do you realize how long that will take?

Nowi:
OOOOOONE... TWOOOOOO... THREEEEEE...

Virion:
My life is flashing in front of my eyes! ...Very, very slowly. Well, I'll not wait for her to finish. Virion, AWAY!

A Support

Nowi:
Hee hee hee! Today was so much fun! I LOVE duck duck dragon!

Virion:
Insofar as a terrifying brush with death can be fun, then yes...

Nowi:
What? I didn't quite catch that.

Virion:
Er, I was muttering to myself about how much I enjoy these games of ours!

Nowi:
I know, right? Playing games is pretty much my favorite thing ever. But no one ever wants to play with me! It's crazy!

Virion:
I can't imagine why no one else is clamoring to join in...

Nowi:
But now I have you, and we can play duck duck dragon over and over again!

Virion:
Over and...over? Dear gods, I don't think my poor heart can take it. And yet I cannot bring myself to wipe that smile of joy from her face...

Nowi:
Virion? You're doing that thing again. The one where you mumble to yourself?

Virion:
I am? My apologies. I was just thinking about how sad I'll be when we stop playing.

Nowi:
I KNEW you liked duck duck dragon!

Virion:
Er...

Nowi:
You know, you really should have told me sooner. It's not even dark yet! That means we have time for ONE MORE ROUND! OOOOOONE... TWOOOOOO... THREEEEEE...

Virion:
No, Nowi! I beg of you, no! I cannot abide the remorseless tick of death's grim clock!

Nowi:
Geez, what's with the wailing, Virion? I can barely hear myself count.

Virion:
Um, sweet Nowi? Do you know any games aside from duck duck dragon? I'm concerned you might, er, waste all your dragonstones! ...Yes, that's it.

Nowi:
Aw, don't worry. Now that I know how much you like it, I'll make the sacrifice! Okay, so where was I? FOOOUR... FIIIIIIVE...

Virion:
NOW she decides to take my feelings into consideration?! ...Still, if she is willing to give up things for my sake, then I must do the same for her. I shall take part in her game, even if it means the death of me! Virion, AWAY!

Nowi:
SEEEEEEEEEVEN... EEEEEEEEEIGHT...

S Support

Nowi:
......

Virion:
Why the scowl, sweet Nowi? Do you not feel like playing duck duck dragon?

Nowi:
No. I don't.

Virion:
But I thought it was your favorite game and that you would never tire of it! I'm willing to have a match right now, if you like. My singed hindquarters have nearly healed from the last match! Or perhaps you have thought of some other game? A safer one, perhaps?

Nowi:
I want to get married.

Virion:
Playing house is a bit beneath a 1,000-year-old woman, but if you like, I'm all for it. Shall I take on the role of minister? I deliver a crackling good sermon!

Nowi:
No! I want to marry YOU!

Virion:
Yes, but then who will play the minister? I suppose we could ask Frederick, although it would be a terribly dull affair...

Nowi:
Do I really have to spell this out? I don't want to PLAY marriage, Virion! I want to BE MARRIED! ...TO YOU!

Virion:
Y-you want... Wait, to me? Are you serious?

Nowi:
Yes, yes, and YES!

Virion:
Right then! I see! ...No, wait. I'm still confused. You, Nowi, wish to marry me? ...Virion?

Nowi:
AAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGH! Yes, you dunderhead! Why do you think I've been chasing you all over the place?!

Virion:
B-but that was a game! And one I spent in a state of mortal terror, besides.

Nowi:
*Sniff* D-do you hate me, Virion? Is that it? Do you th-think I'm...ugly? *Sniff* B-b-because I... I couldn't take that! Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Virion:
Good gracious, no! You're lovely! Oh, please do stop crying!

Nowi:
Oh, yay! That means you love me! For a moment there, I thought you might turn me down.

Virion:
Er...

Nowi:
Aw, Virion. I've liked you since the first moment we met! Everyone treats me so seriously because... Well, you know. 'Cause I'm really old. But you're fun and funny and silly and it's just great! I don't ever want to lose that feeling!

Virion:
Oh, sweet Nowi. It is true that the times I've spent with you haven't been...entirely unpleasant. And your confession of love makes me realize how truly fond of you I've become. So let us marry, fair Nowi. Not as a game, but for true.

Nowi:
So you ARE saying yes?! Oh, I'm so excited! We have to go buy a ring right away! That's the rule, right?

Virion:
We shall buy a magnificent ring fit for a true noblewoman.

Nowi:
Yay! I can't wait!