Awakening Supports/Panne Stahl

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C Support

Stahl:
Er, Panne? Sorry to intrude, but it's time for supper.

Panne:
I will eat on my own terms. Now leave me.

Stahl:
But I prepared your very own dish! I think you'll love it. It's got—

Panne:
Did I ask for special treatment, man-spawn?

Stahl:
Er, no. But I know that you taguel don't eat the same kinds of food we humans do. And since Lissa's making some kind of weird stew tonight, I thought... Um... Well, you know. Just trying to help.

Panne:
How very like a human.

Stahl:
I don't understand.

Panne:
You offer lies as reasons and refuse to reveal your true motivations.

Stahl:
Look, I don't think you underst—

Panne:
Get out of my sight.

Stahl:
Okay, okay. You're right. There's more to it than just that. Look. The truth is... I just... I want to be your friend. I mean, you're the first taguel I've ever met, and I know nothing at all about you. So I thought maybe we could...you know? Spend some time together?

Panne:
......

Stahl:
...Right then. Okay. I'll just set these potatoes right here and go back—

Panne:
Taguel cannot eat potatoes. They make us sick to our stomachs.

Stahl:
Oh, I'm sorry. I had no idea.

Panne:
That is because I never told you. There are more important things to worry about in war than the state of my insides.

Stahl:
If you say so...

Panne:
...Man-spawn, wait. It took courage to speak the truth to me. I will not forget it.

Stahl:
Oh, not at all. I should be thanking you!

Panne:
Why would you thank me? Are all humans this odd? Or are you special?

B Support

Stahl:
Panne! I'm so glad you're here.

Panne:
What do you want?

Stahl:
Here, taste this for me.

Panne:
I don't want to taste any—MURPH!

Stahl:
See, if I come up with a dish you like, you can join us in the mess tent! It took me a few tries, but I think I've finally made something really—

Panne:
Blech! Ptooie! Idiot man-spawn! I told you I cannot digest potatoes!

Stahl:
B-but I sliced them really thin! I used Chrom's sword and everything.

Panne:
I am leaving. Possibly to vomit. Do not follow me!

Stahl:
No, wait! I have another dish to try.

Panne:
*Sniff* It smells appalling.

Stahl:
Yeah, but there are no potatoes in it. Just cottage cheese. ...Er, and squid.

Panne:
I am still leaving.

Stahl:
Wait, wait! I've got one more! This one's the best, I promise! It's a carrot dumpling wrapped in a flaky pastry crust.

Panne:
I suppose if it gets the potato taste out of my mouth... *Munch, munch*

Stahl:
...Well?

Panne:
...Unpleasant.

Stahl:
Damn. I thought for sure I had it.

Panne:
...However, it IS edible.

Stahl:
Hey, I can live with that! So does that mean...

Panne:
Very well. I suppose I might occasionally join the others in the mess tent if you made this.

Stahl:
Th-that's wonderful! I'll make a huge batch so I can freeze some for later. Thank you, Panne!

Panne:
You're thanking me again? You truly are a strange human.

A Support

Panne:
Why are you hovering around me while I eat?

Stahl:
I'm trying to see what other kinds of food you like. You can't keep eating nothing but dumplings. You'll get scurvy!

Panne:
Then sit down and join me! Do not hover like a jackal.

Stahl:
Oh, er, thank you! That's very kind! Hmm... What's this red thing?

Panne:
Firefruit. Its juice can make human skin blister and itch for days on end.

Stahl:
*Munch, munch* Hey, that's pretty good! ...Wait, what did you say about juice? Oh, gods! It's on my fingers! ...And in my EYES! Aaaiiieeeeee! Urrrgh...

Panne:
Hello? Stahl? Are you dead? ...Nod if you are not dead.

Stahl:
N-no, I'm fine. Just a...little light headed is all.

Panne:
You cannot enjoy the meal properly when you're in such a state.

Stahl:
Er, Panne? Maybe I just fainted, but were you licking my face just now?

Panne:
Yes. It is the way we taguel clean each other. Is that a problem?

Stahl:
Er, no! I mean, I'm glad you saved my eyesight and all, but... It's just a little odd to be licked by a beautiful woman.

Panne:
I have no idea what you are talking about, strange man. Here, try this fruit instead. It should be safe for human skin.

Stahl:
Um, there are bite marks in this. Is that normal, or were you eating it?

Panne:
Do you refuse to take it just because it's been in my mouth?

Stahl:
Gracious, no! N-not at all! Ha ha! Ha. Why should I care? So, er...here goes... *crunch, crunch*

S Support

Stahl:
It was good to see you at supper again, Panne.

Panne:
Well, none of the food was especially repugnant to me.

Stahl:
I know! It's because we tried so hard to come up with a menu everyone could enjoy. Funnily enough, the dishes you suggested were the most popular.

Panne:
You changed the whole menu for the sake of me?

Stahl:
If that's what it took to get you to join us at mealtimes, no one minded at all. And, you know. It gave me a reason to spend more time with you!

Panne:
Hah.

Stahl:
Did I say something funny?

Panne:
I only sat close because I was afraid you'd get firefruit juice in your eye again.

Stahl:
Right. But I didn't mean tonight. I mean, not exactly. We've grown somewhat comfortable around each other, right?

Panne:
...Oddly enough, I do not mind it.

Stahl:
Y-you don't? That's great!

Panne:
You are genuinely excited about it, aren't you? You are a strange man.

Stahl:
It seems like you've grown more forgiving and tolerant of humans.

Panne:
Not all of them, man-spawn. Just you.

Stahl:
Er, well, in that case, I was thinking you might...take this ring?

Panne:
Is it valuable?

Stahl:
No! I mean, yes! ...That's not the point! I want us to marry and begin a new era in taguel-human relations.

Panne:
You wish to marry me for diplomatic purposes?

Stahl:
I'm in love with you, Panne! Hopelessly in love! I want us to spend the rest of our lives together.

Panne:
Ah. I see. Very well, Stahl. I accept.

Stahl:
Really? Oh, thank you, Panne! We'll have the greatest wedding ever! And no potatoes will be invited!

Panne:
Heh. This time I suppose I should be thanking you. ...Thank you, Stahl.