Awakening Supports/Sully Donnel

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Sully:
Rraaagh!

Soldier:
I yield! I yield! M-mercy!

Donnel:
She's just like one of them knights out'a the stories Ma used to tell! I'm jealous somethin' fierce...

Sully:
I'm not LIKE a knight, kid. I AM a knight.

Donnel:
Urk! Ya heard me then, did ya?

Sully:
Half the camp hears your every thought! You're not exactly subtle.

Donnel:
B-beggin' your pardon, Sir Ma'am! I didn't mean nothin' by it. So, uh, do ya think maybe you could tell me what bein' a knight's like?

Sully:
As long as you promise to stop calling me "Sir Ma'am." Why are you asking, anyway? Thinking of becoming a knight?

Donnel:
Oh, gosh, no! It's just that knights and such is the stuff'a legend to me. Ain't never seen one back on the farm, and now here you are, and... Well, I reckon I'm curious, is all.

Sully:
Curious to see how close I am to your storybook version?

Donnel:
I ain't tryin' to impose on ya. If it's a big ol' hassle, just say so.

Sully:
It's fine. Come find me at dinner. We can talk there.

Donnel:
Thank you, Sir Ma... Er, Sully! That's mighty kind of ya!

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Donnel:
Thanks again for before, Sully. Mighty kind of ya to take the time.

Sully:
What, our chat about knights? I'm just glad someone actually cares.

Donnel:
Ya mean that? 'Cause I'd sure love to hear more, if ya don't mind none.

Sully:
Oh, come on. It couldn't have been that interesting.

Donnel:
I reckon not to you, but it's a whole new world to me!

Sully:
Hmm... All right, then. Let's barter.

Donnel:
Barter? Ah, shucks, Sully. I ain't got nothin' to offer. 'Less you wanna take an IOU on a couple'a piglets...

Sully:
I don't want your livestock, Donny. I want your stories.

Donnel:
You want me to tell ya 'bout life back on the pig farm? Well, it ain't like I mind talkin', but farm life's dull as rocks.

Sully:
To you? Sure. But to me, it's probably going to be fascinating. I grew up in a damn castle, remember? I'm curious how you farm folk live.

Donnel:
Well, I reckon I owe ya a tale or two. What say I come find ya at dinner?

Sully:
I reckon that sounds great.

Donnel:
Hey! Ya sound just like me!

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Sully:
Heya, Donny. Thanks for the wild stories the other night.

Donnel:
Ya mean like the one 'bout the greased-pig run? Why, sure! Farmin' ain't as glamorous as knightin', but I s'pose we have our laughs.

Sully:
I'd never have guessed how much fun I missed out on as a city girl.

Donnel:
I wouldn't be too eager to trade lives if I was you.

Sully:
Hmm?

Donnel:
Well, I hate to spoil the fun, but there's lots on the farm what ain't a hoot. Stories I told only covered the good times. There's plenty what ruin a year's crop. Flood, drought, raiders... Plus, we lose pigs to sickness darn near every season. Yessir, the farmin' life's a hard one, and no denyin'.

Sully:
I'm sure you're right, but knighthood's no bed of roses, either. Sure, it's glamorous, but there's politics and backstabbing behind the scenes. And you've got to follow the orders you're given, even when they're stupid. Believe me, farmers aren't the only ones with troubles.

Donnel:
So you was just cherry-pickin' the good stories too, eh?

Sully:
Maybe we should sit down and swap horror stories next time.

Donnel:
I don't much go in for scary talk. Ain't got the stomach for it.

Sully:
No, not literal horror stories. ...Just the less-happy ones. You can't understand someone's world until you know both sides of it.

Donnel:
I reckon yer right about that... All right, then. It's a deal!

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Sully:
Hey, Donny. You up for another story session?

Donnel:
Well, sure, but... Do ya really wanna hear more'a me flappin' my gums? Ain't I keepin' ya from other things? ...From other people?

Sully:
You aren't keeping me from a damn thing. Look, if you're tired of our little chats, just say so.

Donnel:
It ain't like that at all, Sully! Heck, I like talkin' to you more'n about anything.

Sully:
Then get to it! I'm always interested in what you have to say.

Donnel:
Oh gosh! Is she sayin'... Wait, she ain't sayin' she's INTERESTED interested, right?

Sully:
Er, Donny? You're mumbling like a madman again.

Donnel:
But she ain't said she AIN'T either... Hmm, but no...

Sully:
Hey! Mumbles! If you've got something to say, then out with it!

Donnel:
Gah, fine! Here! Take it!

Sully:
...Is this a ring?

Donnel:
Oh gosh, Sully! Marry me, please!

Sully:
......

Donnel:
Aw, heck. This ain't how I wanted it to go, but I was fixin' to burst if I didn't ask ya! I told ya my whole life's story, the good and the bad, and ya listened to it all. I knows yer a knight and a beautiful lady and I'm just a grubby ol' pig farmer. But ya listened, and ya cared, and darn it all if that don't make me love ya.

Sully:
Pig farming's not so grubby.

Donnel:
Ya wouldn't say that after muckin' stalls for ten years.

Sully:
But it's honest. I know the work is hard, your village is poor, and times are lean... But I'd take the smelliest sty over the festering rot you find in court society. There's a beauty to farm life. That much is clear, listening to your stories. And I think I might like to give it a try.

Donnel:
Then... Will ya...?

Sully:
Yes, Donny. Once this war is over, I'll experience farm life, firsthand.

Donnel:
Yee-haw! I feel like I'm dreamin'! Someone pinch ol' Donny!