Fates Supports/Siegbert Soleil

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Soleil: Doot de doo...

Siegbert: Soleil?! Wh— What the— Why would— WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

Soleil: What's it look like? I tripped and fell in the mud, so I'm changing clothes.

Siegbert: I-I can see that all too well. I mean— Not that I was staring! I just happened to catch a glimpse of— What I mean to say is, we're out of doors, Soleil!

Soleil: Wow, Siegbert! You seem really flustered today for some reason.

Siegbert: "Some reason"? Are you saying you don't know?!

Soleil: What, is it because I'm changing? I don't really care if people see me.

Siegbert: You seem almost...proud of that fact. Well, regardless of whether you care, I very much do!

Soleil: It shouldn't be that big a deal, though. Not for my future lord, anyway.

Siegbert: What makes you think you're going to be my retainer?

Soleil: Well, my dad serves Lord Xander. So it stands to reason that as his kid, I'd serve Lord Xander's son, right?

Siegbert: I'm...not sure I follow, but I appreciate the thought.

Soleil: And as my future lord, you need to be ready for whatever I might do! All right, where was I?

Siegbert: No! Stop! I just told you not to change your clothes here! It's embarrassing even if I avert my eyes. Try to have at least SOME modesty!

Soleil: Siegbert...I'm hurt. Are you ashamed of me because I got scuffed up a little?

Siegbert: What? No, that wasn't my meaning. I apologize if I said something to offend. It's just...I... Arrrrrgh! I give up!

(Siegbert leaves)

Soleil: Whoa! Future Lord Siegbert! Dang... He's gone already.

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Soleil: Ahaha! No, wait! Come back!

Siegbert: Soleil!

Soleil: Siegbert?!

Siegbert: Are you chasing girls again?

Soleil: Yep! I can't help myself. Why, should I not?

Siegbert: I won't order you not to. But if I recall correctly, you strive to carry yourself nobly, don't you?

Soleil: Yeah! I want to be strong enough that everyone can tell just by looking at me.

Siegbert: And is that the impression you think you convey when you chase girls around?

Soleil: ... No. It probably isn't.

Siegbert: A wise assessment. Nor would such a woman change clothes out of doors, I daresay.

Soleil: ... On a scale of 1 to 10, how sure are you about that?

Siegbert: Soleil! There wasn't supposed to be any room for disagreement in that! All I am saying is that it would behoove you to act with more modesty.

Soleil: Urgh...if you say so, I guess. But I think a really strong woman would be herself, and not be ashamed of her ways. If she feels something, she acts on it, without worrying about anyone else!

Siegbert: That hadn't crossed my mind.

Soleil: Sorry, I didn't mean to talk out of turn! I'll keep it zipped from now on. My lord's orders are absolute, after all. I gotta go now, but I'll see you later, Future Lord Siegbert!

(Soleil leaves)

Siegbert: Hmm... There may have been some truth in what she said. Be true to oneself, eh? And never mind what others think of you... I wonder if I would be capable of that.

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Soleil: *sigh*... Where do all these cuties COME from? She makes me want to hug her from behind and whisper sweet nothings in her ear.

Siegbert: Hello, Soleil.

Soleil: Aaah! Oh, it's just you. Listen, I wasn't chasing any girls around! I promise!

Siegbert: Haha, I'm not here to chastise you.

Soleil: You're not? But weren't you upset about that the other day?

Siegbert: If I was, it was only over the sheer audacity of your flirtatiousness. But your words have swayed me. I've had a change of heart.

Soleil: My words? I don't even remember what I said now.

Siegbert: You said true strength comes in not fearing what others think of you. And on reflection, I suspect you might be right.

Soleil: Oh yeah. I did say that, didn't I? Ahaha, my memory is terrible. The only thing I never forget is a girl's face...

Siegbert: You're quite strong in your way, Soleil.

Soleil: Really?!

Siegbert: I can't follow my heart as you do. It will always be too important to me to consider what those around me think. But I'd like to be truer to myself, at least in part.

Soleil: Uh, Siegbert...I'm happy to hear you think I'm strong, don't get me wrong, but... all I did was chase girls around and change clothes in public. I'm not sure I'm the best role model to look to, is what I'm saying.

Siegbert: Hahaha. Perhaps not. But then, why should I care what you think on the matter, right?

Soleil: Uhhhh... Sure! I won't worry about it, in that case.

Siegbert: I do hope you'll listen in the event that you ever go too far, though. It's good to take pride in yourself and to go your own way... But not to the point that your actions become a problem for others.

Soleil: Oh, totally! It would help a lot if you'd be there to put the brakes on for me. How sad would it be if I turned a girl away because I was coming on too strong? I need you to put a lid on me before that happens, Future Lord Siegbert!

Siegbert: Yes, erm...you may rely on me.

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Siegbert: What a lovely day out today.

Soleil: Sieeeeeeegbeeeeert! How are you, pal!

Siegbert: OOF! S-Soleil! You slapped my back so hard that I thought I was being ambushed!

Soleil: Oops, sorry! I'll be more careful next time.

Siegbert: *sigh*

Soleil: Is something eating you? You look a little broody.

Siegbert: Erm, yes...

Soleil: Whatever it is, you can tell me! You're my future lord, after all. It's my job to be useful to you in whatever way I can!

Siegbert: Mm...

Soleil: Really, it's OK! You don't have to be so reluctant.

Siegbert: Your future lord... I suppose that's all I am to you. I wouldn't know how to begin broaching the subject...

Soleil: You've gotta speak up if you want me to hear what you're saying! It's not like you to mumble, though. This must really be serious. Better to get it over with, though: just go ahead and say what's on your mind.

Siegbert: Very well... The truth is...I don't want you for my retainer.

Soleil: Y-you don't? Was it something I said? Did I make you ashamed to have me? Just say the word, and I'll shape up! I promise!

Siegbert: I'm sorry. That turn of phrase was ill considered. That's what I get for voicing my feelings without careful consideration.

Soleil: OK, what DID you mean?

Siegbert: When I become king, which I hope will be a day far in the future... I'll not want for vassals, advisors, retainers, and the like. All of Nohr will pledge fealty to me and obey my commands. In far shorter supply will be those I can count as friends.

Soleil: Huh. So when you say you don't want me to be your retainer...

Siegbert: Yes. It's not that I wouldn't value your service—not at all. But your friendship and trust would be far more precious to me.

Soleil: Haha, you should have said that to start with! Maybe we can split the difference, though? There's nothing that says I can't be your friend and your retainer at the same time. My dad gets along great with Lord Xander, after all!

Siegbert: In theory, yes... But there would always be that tension, you see. What if I had a dangerous task that I could only entrust to my personal attendant? Would I send you and risk losing a stalwart friend? Or would I hold you back, demonstrating a lack of confidence in your abilities?

Soleil: Wow. Yeah, I see what you mean. I never thought being king would be this tough. And you're still just a prince!

Siegbert: It would be a comfort to me if I knew I had you as a close friend instead. And king or no king, I would always be the same for you.

Soleil: You've got a deal, Future L— I mean, buddy.

Siegbert: I-I'm not certain I'm comfortable with "buddy," but yes. Here's to our deep and abiding friendship.