Awakening Supports/Vaike Gerome(PC)
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C Support
Vaike:
Hey, Gerome.
Gerome:
What do you want?
Vaike:
Oh, nothin' in particular. I just—
Gerome:
Then why are you talking to me? I'm not here to make friends.
Vaike:
Apparently not... But what about family?
Gerome:
......
Vaike:
I been thinkin': we're father and son... Perhaps it's time we started actin' like it. Lucina calls Chrom "Father," right? Maybe you should try that with me?
Gerome:
You may look like my father, but you are not the same man. My father is dead and gone. ...You are a stranger.
Vaike:
Ouch! That was pretty cold, friend. (And Chrom wins yet again...) Look, I know your true father is gone, and I know ya must miss him greatly. ...But I thought maybe our relationship could help heal that wound.
Gerome:
Then you are a fool.
Vaike:
Hey! That kinda talk is uncalled for! I'm only offerin' this out of a sense of—
Gerome:
This conversation is over. I have business elsewhere. I must feed and clean Minervykins before bedtime.
Vaike:
...Minervykins?
Gerome:
Er, that is... I did not mean to... Bah! Your stupidity is contagious!
Vaike:
Sheesh. That kid...
B Support
Vaike:
Heya, Gerome. Have ya been takin' good care of little Minervykins?
Gerome:
I did NOT call her that! The very idea is ludicrous! ...You must have misheard.
Vaike:
Aw, no need to get your smallclothes in a twist, Gerome. Cherche sometimes calls her wyvern Minervykins, too. Eventually, I picked up the habit as well.
Gerome:
Oh... Er, right. I knew that.
Vaike:
Heh heh. You know, you're adorable when you're flustered!
Gerome:
......
Vaike:
All right, all right. No need to glare! I didn't mean nothin' by it...
Gerome:
...Apology accepted.
Vaike:
Heh. Thanks very much, Your Grace. I gotta say, seein' ya so angry reminds me quite a bit of Cherche.
Gerome:
What do you mean?
Vaike:
Mmm? Oh, er, nothin'... Hey! Is that your Minerva over there?
Gerome:
It is.
Vaike:
Hmm, more intimidatin' than Cherche's... Scarier, more ferocious...
Gerome:
Truly? In the future, people oft remarked she was the prettiest wyvern in the realm. Just look at those big, smoky eyes... She's such a cutey-poo! Er, I mean... Um... You tricked me into saying that!
Vaike:
I didn't trick ya into anythin'! You said it all by yourself!
Gerome:
That's it. I'm leaving. WE'RE leaving. ...Minerva, to me!
Vaike:
Heh, he really is adorable when he's flustered...
A Support
Vaike:
Hey, Gerome. Spendin' some quality time with Minerva again, are ya?
Gerome:
...Why do you insist on following me everywhere?
Vaike:
Ain't nothin' as sinister as your tone implies. I can promise you that. I just wanted to talk about our relationship again. About bein' father and son... Now that I've seen your sensitive side, I thought we might—
Gerome:
I have no sensitive side.
Vaike:
Er, right. But remember when ya said Minerva was a cutey-poo? The look of love that flitted across your face was so tender and sincere, I—
Gerome:
MINERVA, ATTACK! RIP HIS LYING MOUTH OFF HIS FAT, LYING FACE! ...... ...Er, Minerva?
Vaike:
Minerva would never attack me, Gerome. She knows I'm family. Hey there, little Minerva. You remember Ol' Vaike, don't ya?
Gerome:
M-Minerva? ...Do you truly consider this buffoon part of our family? ...... ...I see. Very well, Minerva. If that is your wish...
Vaike:
Er, what'd Minerva say?
Gerome:
Hmph. You claim to be part of the family, but you can't understand her?
Vaike:
Er, well... It's an acquired skill.
Gerome:
It matters not. Minerva says you are family, and I am thus duty bound to accept you. I'm... I'm sorry I treated you poorly. ...Father.
Vaike:
...Did you just call me Father?
Gerome:
Don't get used to it. ...Minerva, to me! We're leaving!
Vaike:
W-wait, Gerome! Son! Say it once more! Say it in front of Chrom!
Gerome:
Bah, enough already!
