Heroes of Light and Shadow Base: Samson and Sheema

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Samson and Sheema 1

Sheema:
Ah. Samson.

Samson:
Hm, Sheema? Do you need somethin'?

Sheema:
No, err... N-nothing in particular really...

Samson:
I see.

Sheema:
Have I... annoyed you?

Samson:
No. Why would I be annoyed simply because of your summons?

Sheema:
Huh... Why wouldn't you be?

Samson:
... I can't say.

Sheema:
I-I see. My apologies, I've intruded, have I not?

Samson:
No. That's not it, Sheema. I am the one at fault.

Sheema:
...Don't say that. The fault is mine.

Samson:
Hm...

Sheema:
......

Samson:
...It seems we've come to an impasse.

Sheema:
Ah, yes.... You're correct.

Samson:
Shall we go outside, Sheema? You should remove that heavy armor while you're at it.

Sheema:
Alright. Could you... go on ahead then, Samson? I'll join you later.

Samson:
Yes, understood.

Samson and Sheema 2

Sheema:
Samson, do you have... any desire to be king?

Samson:
Hmm... Nope.

Sheema:
I-I see...

Samson:
I'm a mercenary, and always will be. Besides, Sheema... I don't have the ability to rule over another.

Sheema:
Well, I'm not sure I agree...

Samson:
Hmm?

Sheema:
No, pay it no mind. I... I don't have that ability either.

Samson:
Sheema, don't tell me, you...

Sheema:
Yes. This war made it all too clear. I am not qualified to be queen...

Samson:
... It seems you've made up your mind.

Sheema:
...Samson. Can I ask you just one thing?

Samson:
Yes, of course.

Sheema:
A mercenary... is oftentimes forced to serve a master with whom he does not agree, correct?

Samson:
That... depends on the mercenary. If you don't like them, then don't work with them. That's what I reckon, at any rate. I'll not cheapen my ideals for anyone.

Sheema:
I see. Thank goodness...

Samson:
Hm? What do you mean?

Sheema:
Ah, no, it's nothing. I'm just talking to myself.

Samson:
I see. Well, if that's an acceptable answer, then all is well.

Sheema:
Uh, Samson. There is one more thing I'd like to ask you...

Samson:
So many questions today... Go ahead, Sheema.

Sheema:
Thank you. Then...

Samson and Sheema 3

Sheema:
Samson, you used to protect a village near Archanea Palace, long ago, correct?

Samson:
Yeah. It was a good place to live.

Sheema:
Well, this is just hearsay but...

Samson:
Hm? What is it?

Sheema:
I've heard that the palace town is a wonderful place to shop. I, um... I'm unfamiliar with the area so... So, I was wondering... If it would be okay with you, would you escort me...?

Samson:
Of course. An easy task.

Sheema:
I'm so happy...! Err, I mean... You have my gratitude.

Samson:
Yeah. But... there is one slight problem.

Sheema:
Huh? What would that be?

Samson:
The palace town is huge. You cannot possibly go around all of it in just one or two days.

Sheema:
I-I see...

Samson:
... I wonder if Prince Marth will emerge victorious.

Sheema:
Huh? Oh, yes. Most likely.

Samson:
If that should happen, m'lady will probably live in the palace.

Sheema:
...! Samson, do you mean...

Samson:
You can come anytime, Sheema. I'll be right there.

Sheema:
Yes...!