Fates Supports/Silas Mozu

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Mozu: Silas... Do you think I should ditch and go home?

Silas: I don't understand. Why would you?

Mozu: Oh, you know...I'm not too strong, and I worry about holding everyone back. I practice 'til I'm blue in the face, but it's just not working. Everyone else is a natural. They get better by leaps and bounds. Not me, though... I'm not fit for anything but working the fields. I'm thinking I should find myself the nearest village and sign on as a farmhand.

Silas: I didn't know you felt this way...

Mozu: Sorry for talking your ear off, Silas. It was real good of you to listen.

Silas: No worries. In fact, I know just what we should do.

Mozu: Huh? "We"?

Silas: I'm going to coach you! And there's no time like the present to start.

Mozu: Huh? But...I can't...

Silas: You can't do anything you don't try to. Now then, let's head to the practice field.

Mozu: I don't know about this...

B Support

Silas: Time to get serious about practice, Mozu. Are you ready to become a warrior?

Mozu: Oh, um, no, sir...

Silas: Huh?

Mozu: I just don't want to see you wasting your time on little old me... I'm not getting any stronger. It's just not happening.

Silas: ... Your defeatist attitude is your whole problem, Mozu.

Mozu: Say what...?

Silas: "I don't have the knack." "I'm just a simple farm girl." "It's impossible." How are you ever going to succeed if this is what you tell yourself, over and over?

Mozu: Huh?

Silas: More than anything, it's thinking like this that's holding you back.

Mozu: ...

Silas: So we're going to keep practicing. And sorry, but I won't take no for an answer. Is that clear?

Mozu: Umm...

Silas: "Umm" isn't any better than "no." Listen to me, Mozu. You have potential. It's clear to me, if not to you.

Mozu: ...

Silas: And I think it's a sin to waste that potential.

Mozu: A sin?!

Silas: Yes. It's a sin against your parents, who blessed you with this potential. It's a sin against your friends, who've put their faith in you.

Mozu: Aww, that's a low blow... All right. I'll try.

Silas: That's the spirit!

A Support

Mozu: Silas! I did real good in that last fight, huh?

Silas: You're definitely showing improvement, that's for sure! I was amazed.

Mozu: Aww, heck, Silas. I'm not half so amazing as you!

Silas: Me? What did I do?

Mozu: You convinced me I have potential. After that tongue-lashing you gave me, I felt like taking another try. The whole reason I'm doing this good is so I can live up to your expectations. So thanks, Silas!

Silas: Nothing is impossible if you try. I know that from experience...

Mozu: What do you mean?

Silas: I've never considered myself particularly talented. I come from a noble family, but that doesn't mean much when it comes to combat.

Mozu: I dunno...for a farm girl like me, it's pretty dang impressive!

Silas: It's not, trust me. I only made it as a knight because I never gave up.

Mozu: Oh... You know, I bet I could get to be whatever I wanted with your help. I hope you'll keep on coaching me!

Silas: Certainly. You think I'd abandon a pupil as promising as you?

Mozu: Oh, that reminds me. I was meaning to fix you a home-cooked meal as thanks!

Silas: A home-cooked meal, huh...?

Mozu: Don't give me those shifty eyes. It might not be what a city boy is used to, but you'll like it. I guarantee! After all, nothing's impossible if I try!

S Support

Silas: Hey, Mozu...

Mozu: What's up, Silas?

Silas: I wanted to thank you again for the meal you made me. Every course was delicious. I mean that.

Mozu: Oh, you don't have to thank me! The meal was supposed to be my thanks to YOU! Seeing your smile as you dug into your fifth slice of pie was plenty enough for me.

Silas: Did I really eat five slices...?

Mozu: Yep.

Silas: I believe you. It was that good. In fact, it makes me wish I could have your cooking every day...

Mozu: Aww, Silas, you kidder. Though I mean, if you're serious, I wouldn't mind! You could come by every day.

Silas: Oh? I might take you up on that. Although...making the trip to your place might be tedious. It would be easier if we just lived together.

Mozu: Huh? Are you asking me to be your maid or something?

Silas: Hahaha, no, no. Not my maid. I want you to be...well, here.

Mozu: What's this?

Silas: A ring.

Mozu: Y-you mean like...an engagement ring?!

Silas: Yes. I want you to be my wife.

Mozu: But... Golly! You must really see something in me!

Silas: What do you mean?

Mozu: I've got potential, right? And you're helping me bring it out? I can't wait to see how crazy strong I get once you're my husband! I'll be mowing down enemies left and right!

Silas: Um...so you accept...?

Mozu: Isn't it obvious? I might not be one of your fancy city girls, but I'm yours!

Silas: And I'll treasure you for the rest of my life, Mozu.

Mozu: Aw, shucks, Silas...!