Warriors Supports/Frederick Marth

Frederick: Pardon me, Prince Marth. Let me clean that up.

Marth: Oh! Very well. ...Actually, I was going to get that eventually.

Frederick: Oh, I don't mind. This is the sort of work I handle, milord.

Marth: Are you sure? I don't want to get used to having others do work for me.

Frederick: I see. But did your former retainers not handle these sorts of things?

Marth: Why would you assume that?

Frederick: Pardon me if I have offended you, but is that not what retainers are for? Surely you were surrounded by capable and trustworthy ones?

Marth: Yes, yes, of course. But they were talented knights, not mere servants. Jagen, my guardian...Abel, with his steady hand...and Cain--what a temper on him. I owe a great deal to all of them.

Frederick: Do you speak of the Bull and the Panther? Those names are legend in my time! To think I never connected them to you... As a retainer myself, I was raised on stories of their craft and service.

Marth: That is comforting to hear. They are all deserving of such honor. But you, Frederick, are just as talented and dependable as they. And your relationship with Lord Chrom is a model of harmony and respect.

Frederick: Milord...I'm honored. Truly, such praise coming from you... Your kind heart knows no limit. The Bull and the Panther are lucky to have you.

Marth: I admit I'm a bit jealous that you and Chrom are united here...

Frederick: Yes, I suppose I am quite lucky... Milord, in the absence of your retainers, perhaps you would allow me to serve. My first duty is still to Chrom, of course, but maybe I could be of some help.

Marth: Thank you, Frederick. I would be foolish to turn down such an offer. Mind you, I don't require anyone to hold my hand. But I am pleased to know I can rely on your strength and courage.

Frederick: Of course, milord. My arm is yours!

Marth: There is one condition, however. You must allow me to do something in return. Perhaps I could help with your work, or fight by your side on the battlefield... ­ Not as your master, but as a friend walking the same path.

Frederick: Thank you, milord! As you said earlier, I would be foolish to turn down such an offer. You can count on my support going forward. As a friend.

Marth: Very well! With our combined strength, we shall overcome anything in our path!

Frederick: Indeed. Onward, milord! I mean...Marth. ...May I call you Marth?