Fates Supports/Mozu Dwyer(PC)
C Support
Dwyer: Mother, I made you some coffee.
Mozu: Oh, really? Thanks, Son. Wow! This is delicious. You've developed quite the flair for brewing coffee.
Dwyer: Really? I'm so glad you're enjoying it.
Mozu: Honestly, it might be the best cup that I've ever had. I think you might be better at making coffee than your father.
Dwyer: That's awfully high praise. I should probably keep that to myself. He might get mad.
Mozu: Huh? You think? I don't know about that. Then again, he sure doesn't like playing second fiddle to anyone. It might make him jealous.
Dwyer: That actually sounds worse.
Mozu: Ahahaha! Yeah, I agree. If he heard us talking, I bet he'd probably make me drink cup after cup of his brew. At least until I caved and told him that he made the best coffee.
Dwyer: Heh. Yeah, I can imagine that. I still have more in the carafe. Let me know if you'd like another cup later.
Mozu: Thanks!
B Support
Dwyer: Hmm.
Mozu: Got something on your mind, Son?
Dwyer: Oh, hello, Mother. No, nothing in particular.
Mozu: Why try to hide things from me? I know everything there is to know about you. I'm your ma, after all.
Dwyer: Fair enough.
Mozu: Do you wanna talk about it? Maybe I can give you some advice. I'd love to help any way I can.
Dwyer: I've just been thinking. I'm not suited for the battlefield.
Mozu: Huh? Why would you ever think that?
Dwyer: You know why. I hate getting into fights. All I would do is weigh everyone else down in the heat of battle.
Mozu: Oh, Dwyer, don't say that.
Dwyer: Maybe I should just leave the army and be a butler somewhere.
Mozu: Don't say another word. That's nonsense.
Dwyer: Huh?
Mozu: This is where you belong, Son.
Dwyer: Why do you say that?
Mozu: Because you're kind.
Dwyer: No, I'm not.
Mozu: There's no point in arguing. Moments ago you tried to keep me from worrying about you. You've always watched out for everyone.
Dwyer: All the more proof that I have no business on the battlefield. There's no place for kindness there.
Mozu: That just ain't true, Dwyer. We need kindness on a battlefield more than anything. Even when things get tough, you have the courage to watch out for your friends. I know what you're capable of. And that's a kind of courage few possess.
Dwyer: ... Thank you, Mother. I'll do what I can to assist my allies.
Mozu: That's the spirit. Just know that your ma will always be around to watch over you.
A Support
Mozu: *sigh*
Dwyer: Mother? Is something wrong?
Mozu: Oh no, it's nothing. I think I'm just a little tired. Don't you worry about me.
Dwyer: I'm your son. You know I can see through your lies, right?
Mozu: Heehee. Fair enough.
Dwyer: I might not be able to help, but I can at least lend you an ear.
Mozu: That's very kind. Thank you.
Dwyer: So? What's up?
Mozu: Do you think... Son, am I a horrible mother?
Dwyer: No, of course not. Don't say that. That's not true at all.
Mozu: But, Dwyer. I said you belong on the battlefield.
Dwyer: You mean when I was worried the other day?
Mozu: Yeah. A parent is supposed to worry about their kid's safety, right? But not me. No, I tell you to go out and fight. To put yourself in danger. I've failed you as a mother.
Dwyer: That's not true at all.
Mozu: Hm?
Dwyer: You may have suggested that I stand and fight, but it was my choice to stay. Not yours.
Mozu: Oh.
Dwyer: More importantly, I needed your wisdom. I feel like I might have put my friends in danger without your encouragement.
Mozu: Oh, Dwyer. I didn't realize.
Dwyer: So please, stop saying you've failed me. It couldn't be further from the truth. You're the best mother I could ever ask for.
Mozu: Thank you, Son.
Dwyer: Now why don't I make some fresh coffee so you can relax and unwind.
Mozu: I'm sure lucky to have a thoughtful son like you.
