Three Houses Supports/Dedue Ingrid
C Support
Ingrid: Are you injured?
Dedue: No.
Ingrid: Good.
...
I'd have cut my way through. Alone.
Without your assistance.
Dedue: My apologies.
Ingrid: Your apologies are empty.
Dedue: ...
Ingrid: I... I spoke out of turn. I'm
sorry, Dedue.
His Highness has put his faith in you.
You're a valuable comrade, no matter my
feelings.
I... The people of Duscur...
Dedue: Save your breath.
There were countless people like you
in the capital.
People who spat, threw things-- insults
and stones alike-- whenever they pleased.
Their anger was natural. I do not
begrudge them.
Ingrid: I... I see.
Dedue: You owe me no apology. And I
will keep my distance on all other
occasions.
But on the field of battle, allow me
to aid you. If you were to fall, His
Highness would grieve.
Ingrid: I see. Then I will accept your
help. On the battlefield.
Dedue: Understood.
B Support
Dedue: Are you injured?
Ingrid: Dedue. Saving the day again?
Dedue: Apologies.
Ingrid: I'm the one who owes you an
apology.
You've saved my life how many times
now?
If I keep being so callous, I'll seem
ungrateful.
Dedue: No matter.
Ingrid: But...
Dedue: I'm accustomed to it.
Ingrid: I'm sorry, Dedue.
Dedue: Why?
Ingrid: Because the way I speak to you
is unnecessarily harsh.
The truth of it is, I lost someone
very dear to me in Duscur.
The punishment came swift to your
people, and when I heard of the
slaughters...
Well... I thought it was a punishment
well earned. I thought the people cruel
and heartless, deserving of the tragedy
that ultimately befell them.
Dedue: ...
Ingrid: But you? You're different. You
seem nothing like the people of whom I
speak.
So why not speak back against how I and
so many others feel?
Why not question this unfair
prejudice, and tell me I haven't the
right to hold a grudge against you?
If you'd just speak to me-- if you'd
tell me the truth about all of this...
Dedue: I do not know the truth of it,
myself.
His Highness says the tragedy was not
the fault of my people.
But just like anywhere, there were
many different people in Duscur. Some
very good, and others very bad.
It is not unimaginable that some may
have conspired to take part in that
wickedness.
Perhaps we are merely victims. Or
perhaps we are regicidal monsters.
Ingrid: Whatever the truth of it is,
you are not to blame.
The people I hate are the ones who are
responsible for that whole mess.
You...you just got caught up in all of
it.
Dedue: Ingrid.
Ingrid: You've rushed to my side-- you've
saved me countless times.
I am sorry for how I've treated you.
Truly.
Dedue: If you think of me as your ally,
that will suffice.
For me, that is enough.
A Support
Dedue: ...
Ingrid: Uh, Dedue? Are you OK? You look
unwell.
Dedue: Ingrid.
Is my face frightening?
Ingrid: Uhh... What? I mean...um, sort
of-- er, not exactly... I wouldn't use
the word frightening. Aggressive,
maybe?
But it's really nothing to worry about.
Why-- did someone say something cruel?
Dedue: I made a village child cry.
Ingrid: Oh. I see...
Let me guess. You feel like you look
frightening, so you walked around with
a smile glued to your face...
Dedue: How did you know?
Ingrid: I'm starting to understand how
you think.
The thing is, forced smiles never work
well. They usually just end up making a
person look creepy and insincere.
Dedue: I see. Duly noted.
Ingrid: To be honest, when we first
met, I was pretty intimidated by you.
Not because of a smile, but a lack of
any emotion whatsoever. And you so
rarely spoke. I had no idea what to
make of you.
Dedue: ...
Ingrid: But that's only because I
wasn't making an effort to get to know
you.
Because you were from Duscur.
As I started to get to know you-- to
understand your personality-- I realized
what a fool I'd been.
Dedue: Personality?
Ingrid: You may come off intimidating,
but underneath that cool exterior is a
kind, loyal, and noble person-- a really
wonderful person.
In a certain regard, you are one of the
knightliest people I know.
Dedue: ...
Ingrid: What is it?
Dedue: Wonderful person.
This is the first time anyone has ever
said a thing like that to me. It is
rather...awkward.
Ingrid: It's only awkward if you make
it awkward. Which...it kind of
is...now.
Dedue: Ugh...
Ingrid: Ugh...
Dedue: Well...let me know if you need
anything.
Ingrid: Yes, of course. Same to you,
Dedue.
