Awakening Supports/Severa Morgan(M)
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C Support
Morgan:
Ah! There you are, Severa!
Severa:
*Sigh* Yes, Morgan?
Morgan:
What are you up to?
Severa:
I was trying to enjoy a moment of peace and solitude. And you've just ruined it. Thanks.
Morgan:
Ouch! You don't mince words, do you? But hey, if you're not peaceful anymore, does that mean you're free?
Severa:
...Wow. Someone's pushing their luck.
Morgan:
Ha! I know. Glass half full—that's me! Anyway, everyone's making dinner in the mess tent. Why don't you come join us?
Severa:
If everyone is there, you won't miss me.
Morgan:
Aww, don't be like that! ...Unless you can't cook.
Severa:
I can cook well enough, thank you.
Morgan:
Then come on! I'd love a chance to sample your cooking.
Severa:
Maybe I don't want to cook for you! Ever think of that?
Morgan:
Look, it doesn't even have to be good. All I ask is that it's edible.
Severa:
Oh my gosh, you are so rude!
Morgan:
I'm not trying to be! I'm just curious about what you eat.
Severa:
RUDE! I eat what everyone else eats!
Morgan:
S-sorry, I didn't mean...
Severa:
Fine! If I cook you something, will that shut you up?
Morgan:
Oh, absolutely!
Severa:
...Then I'll whip up something amazing, and you never get to question me again!
Morgan:
Ooh! I can't wait!
B Support
Severa:
Ah, there you are. Come here, Morgan.
Morgan:
Mmm? Did you need me for something?
Severa:
You said you wanted to taste my cooking, right? Well, now's your chance. I just finished making something.
Morgan:
You did? Just for me? Gosh, I'm flattered!
Severa:
Not for you! I was just bored. I decided to cook on a lark. ...Here. Try this stew.
Morgan:
Whoa, it looks amazing. Pretty, too! The red tomato base is balanced by the green beans and the orange carrots.
Severa:
Less talking, more chewing!
Morgan:
Ah, right...mmm... Wow, it's delicious! But...
Severa:
...But?!
Morgan:
I feel like it's missing something.
Severa:
What? Did I leave out a spice?
Morgan:
No, it's not that... It's missing... Hmm, what is it missing? I can't quite put a finger on it.
Severa:
Are you sure you even know what you're talking about?
Morgan:
Er, I guess not? But it really was good! I mean it! I know it sounds like I'm nitpicking, but that really wasn't my intent.
Severa:
You can't just tell someone their amazing stew is missing something and not say what!
Morgan:
...I wish I knew.
Severa:
Argh! You are so frustrating me right now!
Morgan:
I know, I'm sorry! ...Maybe it's fine. I could just be feeling weird. Regardless, I'm impressed. I didn't think you'd be much of a cook. I mean, you seem like more of the spoiled-princess type, you know? But a hearty stew full of fish and veggies feels like classic home cooking.
Severa:
Th-that's enough commentary!
Morgan:
But the fact that you didn't contradict me means you agree, right?
Severa:
Shut it! Just finish your stew and get out of here!
Morgan:
Okay, I'm leaving right now! I promise! ...... Um, but can I get seconds for the road? I'm really hungry.
Severa:
Whatever! Just, out! Now!
A Support
Morgan:
Er, h-hello, Severa...
Severa:
What? What is it? Why are you cowering or whatever?
Morgan:
Oh, just... Well, after the other day, I thought you were...a little upset?
Severa:
Upset? Me? Oh no! Noooooo, sir. ...Nope. I mean, if you say my stew was missing something, then it was.
Morgan:
Um, that sounds really sarcastic.
Severa:
Oh, you don't say?
Morgan:
Er, yeah. So does that, actually. Anyway, um, I don't know if you care, but I think I know what the stew needed. It tasted like you were going through the motions of cooking instead of...cooking.
Severa:
...That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard, Morgan.
Morgan:
No really, hear me out. When cooking for someone, your feelings for them naturally flow into the food! Cooking isn't just about following a recipe. It's a form of expression! Anyway, that's what was missing from the stew, I think. It was emotion.
Severa:
Well, gee. I'm sorry that your stew lacked emotional gravitas!
Morgan:
You know, if you ever want to cook with feeling, I'd love to try it out.
Severa:
Oh yeah? Any old feelings? ...Or how about my feelings for you?
Morgan:
Er... I'm not sure quite what you mean.
Severa:
What about feelings of annoyance and outrage at having my cooking insulted? Or perhaps my incredulity at your having the gall to then eat it all afterward? What sort of flavors do you think THOSE might add? Huh, Mr. Master Chef?!
Morgan:
Eep! S-sorry! I'm sorry! Please don't make me eat all that!
Severa:
Ah ha ha ha!
Morgan:
Noooooo!
Severa:
Oh, stop it. I'm not actually going to poison you.
Morgan:
Yeah, but I can imagine you "accidentally" using way too much chili powder.
Severa:
Hah! Now THAT is a great idea!
Morgan:
...Oh gods. What have I done?
S Support
Morgan:
Hey, Severa. Can I come in?
Severa:
So, you decided to show.
Morgan:
You said you were cooking again, right? I wouldn't miss that for the world! ...Even if it means death by chili powder.
Severa:
Well, of course I was going to cook again. I couldn't let that insulting review of yours stand as the final word! The missing ingredient's been pinpointed, and there's nothing left to get in my way. It's time for a grudge match: my food versus your belly!
Morgan:
Um, I did say the food was tasty last time, didn't I?
Severa:
Oh, right. Like I believed THAT. There's no easy outs, Morgan! Now, eat!
Morgan:
This looks like the same stew you made before.
Severa:
Yes. Let's hear whether anything is missing this time!
Morgan:
All right. Here goes... *Sluuurp* Mmm...
Severa:
...Well?
Morgan:
...... Delicious! It's absolutely fantastic! Even better than before! I can really feel the emotion you put in it. It's warming my belly AND my heart!
Severa:
...Good.
Morgan:
So what were you thinking about while you made this, huh? Puppies? Kittens? Rain falling gently on the tent flap at night?
Severa:
Why do you want to know?!
Morgan:
Because the recipe, ingredients, and chef are the same, but the taste is different! I'd like to know what sort of feeling could make a dish that much better.
Severa:
None of your business!
Morgan:
What? Why not? Please?
Severa:
No! Absolutely not!
Morgan:
*Sigh* ...All right, have it your way. Man, I wish I could eat food this tasty every day for the rest of my life.
Severa:
What?!
Morgan:
...Er, sorry. Did that sound weird?
Severa:
I-it sounded like... Like you were implying I should be your wife...
Morgan:
Did it? Ha ha! Yeah, no wonder you flipped out there. Although I'd be jealous of any guy who married you and got to eat like this.
Severa:
...I don't know. I'd be shy one ingredient if I tried to make it for anyone but you.
Morgan:
Carrots?
Severa:
Ugh, seriously? Gods, Morgan, you are so thick sometimes!
Morgan:
Er, celery? Bay leaf? Vegetable stock? Beef broth? Foie gras? Abalone? Come on, help me out here!
Severa:
Argh! Just forget it! You can ponder it over homemade stew every night for the rest of your life...
Morgan:
You'll cook for me again? Fantastic! Aw, thanks a million, Severa! But wait, every night? That'd be like we were...
Severa:
If you're done, you can wash your bowl. And scrub the pots while you're at it, too!
Morgan:
Wait, wait, wait! You don't... Did you mean... Are we...?! Severa? ...Hey, Severa! Where you going, Severa? ...What just happened here...?
