Awakening Supports/Panne Kellam

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C Support

Kellam:
Panne, aren't you going to join us for some sparring?

Panne:
No.

Kellam:
Can you not find a partner? Because I'm free if you'd like to—

Panne:
When I fight, it is to the death. I am not interested in playing at war.

Kellam:
Yes, but we—

Panne:
Have you forgotten who I am, man-spawn? I am a taguel! In beast form, I cannot hold back until my thirst for blood is slaked. If you don't mind having your throat torn out, then let us spar by all means.

Kellam:
Oh, I don't know. I think I'd be all right.

Panne:
Hah. And why is that?

Kellam:
Well, this massive suit of armor I trundle around in is pretty much impregnable.

Panne:
Do not be so confident, iron man. If you fight me, I will grant no quarter. Do not expect me to stop until your guts are on the ground. I cannot be held responsible for the consequences.

Kellam:
Oh, erm... Well, all right. That's fair, I suppose. But maybe you could stop right before the guts part?

B Support

Kellam:
Hello, Panne. Looks like you decided to turn out for additional sparring.

Panne:
I have come to challenge you.

Kellam:
Uh, really? Because you sort of destroyed me in our first match.

Panne:
You are still alive. This in itself is a victory for you.

Kellam:
I thought I was going to die... Does that count?

Panne:
It does not! This time, I shall remove your heart with my teeth.

Kellam:
Er, do you mind if I ask you a question first?

Panne:
If you must.

Kellam:
Just before you deliver the finishing blow, you leap left and right. Why is that?

Panne:
To confuse the defender and trick him into lowering his front guard.

Kellam:
That makes sense. Robin was wondering about it, too. After we're finished, I'll have to go tell him/her. He/She will be very interested.

Panne:
I have revealed one of my secrets. Now you must respond in kind. How is it that you were able to fend off my initial strike?

Kellam:
Well, I turn left to take it here... Then I use the spear shaft like so...

Panne:
I see. Sometimes you man-spawn are cleverer than you look. Well, then. Enough talk. Are you ready to die?

Kellam:
Not really?

Panne:
Come, come! Show some enthusiasm! Have you no pride as a warrior? You're a worthy foe capable of besting me, else I wouldn't deign to fight you.

Kellam:
Th-thank you very much.

Panne:
Don't thank me, fool! Where is your pride?

A Support

Kellam:
*Groan* Ow, ow, owww... Whole...body...hurts...

Panne:
Just stay still. And don't get up. I put a salve on the deepest cuts. Hopefully it works on humans, too.

Kellam:
Ungh... I guess you...won again... C-congratulations...

Panne:
Tsk... I know that you weren't interested in winning our mock battle. As we fought, a crowd of man-spawn gathered to watch and study my techniques. And later, many of them shared their skills and secrets with me. That was your true purpose, wasn't it? To trick me into fraternizing with others.

Kellam:
When I first joined the Shepherds, I was all alone, too— ...Oh dear, that claw mark looks infected. OW! ...Yep, that's infected. Anyway, then Chrom invited me to spar and started introducing me to people.

Panne:
And you thought to do the same for me at the risk of your own life and limb? You're a bigger fool than I thought.

Kellam:
Zzzzzzzzz...

Panne:
He's fallen asleep... Just as well. It will help him to heal faster. You are a fool, man-spawn. But you have courage.

S Support

Panne:
Are you not going to spar today?

Kellam:
How do you keep managing to find me? No one else can.

Panne:
I track you by your scent. You stand out like a bull in a cake shop.

Kellam:
Oh. ...Do I smell that bad?

Panne:
It is nothing special—all you humans smell unpleasant to me. Still, I'm sorry you won't be there today. Fighting you is one of my few pleasures.

Kellam:
I know. I like it too. Especially when we have tea afterward.

Panne:
I didn't realize you liked my tea so much. Most humans think it tastes like medicine.

Kellam:
Er, well, the tea is actually wretched. But what I like is the talking part. You're so passionate and self-assured! I get excited just watching you.

Panne:
I confess that I also enjoy our chats. You have a soothing way about you. It is like rubbing my back against an old, familiar tree.

Kellam:
Gosh, that's just like me. I mean, when I'm with you. Um, so here. I have something for you. It's...it's a ring that I made.

Panne:
Oh? I am aware of this tradition.

Kellam:
You are?

Panne:
The human male gives a shiny bauble to a female and secures his right to wed. We taguel usually decide such things through mortal combat.

Kellam:
Well, um, I don't really want to fight you so I can marry you.

Panne:
Nor do I. You'd likely not survive the ordeal. Here, then. Give it to me.

Kellam:
W-wait. You accept?

Panne:
Of course. I know you love me. I can smell it from miles away.

Kellam:
Wow, that's great! (I really need to wash this armor at some point...)