Awakening Supports/Panne Lon'qu

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C Support

Panne:
*Pant* I should be safe now... There's no way he could track me out—

Lon'qu:
Hold.

Panne:
Gah! You are no ordinary man... Enough of this game. Tell me what you want and leave me be!

Lon'qu:
Do not come near me!

Panne:
Stay away from YOU? What do you think I've been trying to do all day, you ignorant man-spawn?

Lon'qu:
I found this bag. It's full of weeds...or something.

Panne:
That's my bag.

Lon'qu:
I know. You dropped it near the camp.

Panne:
Is that why you chased me over hill and dale? Why didn't you just tell me?

Lon'qu:
Yes, well. When I saw your face, I became paralyzed with fear. And then you fled before I had a chance to explain.

Panne:
Bah. This is insulting.

Lon'qu:
Wait—don't forget your weeds!

Panne:
I don't want them, or the bag. They are yours now.

Lon'qu:
Blast. What am I supposed to do with these? Hmm. I wonder if they taste good? *nibble* Blegh! ...A poor idea.

B Support

Panne:
You again.

Lon'qu:
I want to return your bag of weeds. I'm tired of carrying it around all the time.

Panne:
Idiot human. Why didn't you just throw it away? *Sigh* Never mind. Here. Give it to me.

Lon'qu:
Don't come any closer! I'll toss the bag that way, and you can pick it up.

Panne:
Do you hate my kind so much?

Lon'qu:
It is not your kind I mind. It is your gender.

Panne:
And why would you, a human skilled in swordplay, possibly fear all females?

Lon'qu:
I have my reasons. I am haunted by nightmares—confused, terrifying memories from my past. When I approach a woman, be she taguel or human, I am gripped by an icy fear.

Panne:
Then I am not the only one plagued by terrible memories.

Lon'qu:
I do not like to speak of it. If others knew I still suffered from childish nightmares, they would think me weak.

Panne:
...Throw me the bag.

Lon'qu:
Here.

Panne:
Thank you. Now wait right there.

Lon'qu:
What are you doing?

Panne:
I'm making a special brew using the herbs I collected. ...Here.

Lon'qu:
*Sniff* It smells vile. And there are twigs floating in it.

Panne:
Just drink it down.

Lon'qu:
Are you sure it's safe for humans?

Panne:
Drink it or don't. I care not.

Lon'qu:
Very well. *glug, glug* *Splutter* Bleeech! Urgh! It tastes even worse than it smells!

Panne:
Yes. But you will find it helps with your nightmares.

Lon'qu:
...... Gods, that was awful. I hope this isn't some kind of elaborate practical joke.

A Support

Lon'qu:
Hello, Panne.

Panne:
You look cheerful. I assume this to mean the potion did its deed. This is good. I was unsure it would work on humans.

Lon'qu:
Your brew did more than cure me of my nightmares... Since I drank that draught, I've been having the most wonderful dreams.

Panne:
The effect will wear off soon. Wait while I brew another mug.

Lon'qu:
Thank you.

Panne:
...Done. I'll just leave it here and back away.

Lon'qu:
Right. Down the hatch... ...Urgh. The taste does not improve with exposure. But if it means no more nightmares, I'll drink a barrel and ask for more.

Panne:
......

Lon'qu:
Tell me, Panne. Why do you help me? I know you've little love for humans.

Panne:
Well, I'd already given you the herbs. I didn't want them to go to waste.

Lon'qu:
And why did you collect them in the first place? Were they for you? Are you also haunted by nightmares?

Panne:
I often dream of the night man-spawn razed my village and murdered my kin. Just before she died, my mother told me that I mustn't hate all humans. She said there were good men as well as wicked, and I was never to forget it.

Lon'qu:
But why did you make the potion for me?

Panne:
I told you. I didn't want the herbs to go to waste.

Lon'qu:
...You have a good heart.

Panne:
You know nothing about me.

S Support

Panne:
Here for another dose of Panne's potion? Sit there while I make it.

Lon'qu:
Actually, I thought I'd offer my own brew—elderberry and tea leaves from Ferox. There's no better tea in all the lands.

Panne:
If you are so confident, I suppose I must have some... *Slurp* Why, this IS good...

Lon'qu:
You know, it's funny...

Panne:
What is?

Lon'qu:
Whenever I talk to you, a warm and...fuzzy feeling comes over me. I'd assumed that it was because of your potion. But I have the same feeling right now, and I haven't touched a drop.

Panne:
Now that you mention it, I feel the same way.

Lon'qu:
There's no medicine in that brew. Just Ferox's finest tea leaves.

Panne:
And it certainly is delicious. I could drink this every day.

Lon'qu:
If we were to spend more time together, I would make you a cup every morning.

Panne:
Are you implying what I think you are, human?

Lon'qu:
Taguel or human—it matters not to me. You are just the woman I love.

Panne:
Things have changed since we first met. Remember how afraid you were?

Lon'qu:
I do. But I'm not anymore. Panne, will you accept this ring?

Panne:
Ah, a bribe to spice the proposal. Such a typical human custom. But I know you speak from the heart, and so I accept. You're the first human I've known who makes me forget about the past... And for that, I shall be eternally yours.