Three Houses Supports/Dimitri Felix
C Support
Dimitri: Hello, Felix. I see you're here to train as well.
Felix: Go away. Just looking at your face makes me wanna retch.
Dimitri: Heh. With that mouth of yours, you grow more like your brother every day.
Felix: Shut up. And stop walking around on your hind legs. You're not fooling me.
Dimitri: I cannot fathom why you seem to hate me so.
Felix: Because I know what you really are--a beast, craving blood.
Dimitri: A beast craving blood, am I? I assume you're speaking of the events two years ago. Last time we met outside the academy?
Felix: I am. The way you suppressed that rebellion... It was ruthless slaughter and you loved every second. I remember the way you killed your victims. How you watched them suffer. And your face...that expression. All the world's evil packed into it. That was our first battle. I remember it vividly.
Dimitri: ...
Felix: Oh, something wrong? Go ahead and deny it, you wild boar.
Dimitri: I deny nothing, Felix.
Felix: Well then. I suppose the Dimitri I once knew died during that slaughter in Duscur, along with my brother.
Dimitri: Perhaps you're right.
Felix: Hmph. Hurry up and get out of my sight. I don't make a habit of talking to beasts.
B Support
Note: Viewing this support will give you a Sword of Zoltan
Felix: You don't look busy. Join me for some training, boar prince.
Dimitri: And here I thought you had no desire to speak with me.
Felix: We don't need to speak to clash swords, do we?
Dimitri: I suppose not. Is that one new? Wait! Where did you get such a blade?
Felix: Hmph! I suppose you would recognize its value. I came upon a merchant selling weapons and found this among the rest of the steel.
Dimitri: That pattern around the edge... There's no doubt. It was forged by Zoltan, the master swordsmith!
Felix: I'm not giving it to you.
Dimitri: Huh? Oh, I'm just happy to have laid eyes on it. I don't suppose you'd allow me the chance to hold it?
Felix: Do you take me for a fool? I'm not letting a brute like you swing it around.
Dimitri: As though I would be careless with something so valuable.
Felix: I recall when you were nine years old, you swung a sword so hard you snapped it clean in two.
Dimitri: Come now, that was so long ago! I'm hardly the fool I was then.
Felix: Heh. So you say, yet House Fraldarius still told that story for years. ...
Dimitri: What's wrong, Felix?
Felix: How pointless. No use talking about someone who's long dead. Looking at your face is making me angry. I'm going to find a different training partner. Farewell, Your Beastliness.
Dimitri: What is going on with him...
A Support
Felix: I have a question for you. Answer quickly before my hand slips and I cut you in half.
Dimitri: Always so ominous. Well? What is it, Felix?
Felix: Sometimes you have an animal's face, contorted with anger and bloodlust. At other times, a man's, with a friendly smile. Which is your true face?
Dimitri: Do not waste your breath on questions with such obvious answers. They are both the real me. My father, my friends, Glenn... They all meant a great deal to me. And they were all brutally slaughtered. I alone survived. If I do not shoulder the anguish and regret they must have felt, who will?
Felix: Hah. So, that's how you justify your atrocities.
Dimitri: What do you mean?
Felix: "I will fulfill my duty to the late king." My old man used to say that over and over, like a mantra. How nauseating. No one seems to understand. The dead won't acknowledge your loyalty. They don't care. What a load of bunk it is, pretending to serve a corpse. You're serving your own ego.
Dimitri: You are wrong.
Felix: No, I'm not. The dead are dead, the living are living. You have to respect that boundary. If you keep stringing gravestones around your neck, you'll snap.
Dimitri: Even still... I cannot forget them, nor can I let them go.
Felix: Then keep those thoughts to yourself. If you're too weak to do that, abandon your throne. Become a grave keeper.
Dimitri: Felix...
Felix: I'm not immune to emotion, you know. Far from it. I haven't gone a day without questioning why my father and brother had to die, while I survived. I'll bear this pain until the day I die, but I refuse to wallow in it. I have more important things to do than blubber for my whole life.
Dimitri: ... Heh. You know, Felix, you really are growing more and more like your brother. Always so sarcastic, and constantly looking for a fight. But deep inside, more than anyone, you--
Felix: What are you getting at?
Dimitri: Oh... It's nothing. But allow me to thank you. Your perspective has opened my eyes.
Felix: Hmph. Not my intention. I couldn't stand the pathetic look on your face. That's all.
Dimitri: I see. If you say so, then we will leave it at that.
