Three Houses Supports/Dimitri Flayn

C Support

Dimitri: Oh? Are you on cooking duty today, Flayn? That's unusual.

Flayn: Indeed I am. I have been working away on this meal for hours, now. The only thing is... Each time it is my turn to tend to the meals, those in the dining hall seem to miraculously become very busy and evacuate the premises. I make the food, but nobody is ever here to eat it! I do not understand what the issue is-- it is such a waste. Even my brother seems to evaporate every time I am in the kitchen. It is quite...peculiar.

Dimitri: Well, you're in luck. I've just finished training and am positively ravenous. If you don't mind, I'd love to sample your cooking.

Flayn: Really?! I mean... Yes. Yes, please have some! It is not perfect, but I am certain it will taste quite nice, all the same.

Dimitri: I'm sure it will be great. Thank you, Flayn. There were a few suspiciously crunchy bits here and there, but other than that, it was fine.

Flayn: You...you liked it? Wow, nobody has ever liked anything I have cooked! If I cannot get anyone else to eat this meal, though, it is going to spoil and go to waste... It is no secret to me that I am not very good at cooking...

Dimitri: Say, Flayn... May I have a second helping?

Flayn: You...you actually want...more?

Dimitri: Of course. I wouldn't want it to go to waste after all the effort you put in. This kind of mishap can happen to anyone, you know. Don't let it get you down. Besides, I can tell you put a lot of love and dedication into preparing this food for everyone. That alone makes it taste good.

Flayn: There is no need for false flattery. The few times I have asked my brother whether or not he enjoyed my cooking, he could not even give me a straight answer. My own brother!

Dimitri: I speak nothing short of the truth, always. It was delicious, and I look forward to eating it again sometime. I'll agree, there is no need to make enough for everyone though. If you like, you could just cook enough for me.

Flayn: Hm, perhaps! I hope you enjoy the rest of the meal!

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B Support

Flayn: Why are you out and about so late, Dimitri?

Dimitri: Ah. Hello, Flayn. I could ask you the same thing.

Flayn: Me? I was feeling restless and came here to think.

Dimitri: I see. I'm here for the same reason.

Flayn: How funny! But...are you feeling well? You look fairly pale.

Dimitri: It's nothing. I just have a bit of a headache.

Flayn: Oh my, headaches are quite troublesome, are they not? I am sure it will subside soon! Actually, I am quite talented when it comes to healing magic. If you will allow me, I will have you feeling better in no time.

Dimitri: That's kind of you, but I'm fine.

Flayn: But...why not? Have I offended you somehow?

Dimitri: ... This headache...is something I've dealt with for a while now. Ever since my family and friends were murdered before my eyes. I must never forget that day. I must never allow their deaths to be forgotten. I feel this headache is a reminder of sorts, of those I failed to protect...and of their murderers, who still roam free.

Flayn: I see. That would explain your somber demeanor. Still, I do not agree with all you are saying. I feel that if I were your father, or any of your dear friends whom you lost... I would want you to let go of me eventually. I would never want someone whom I care deeply for to be pained by the loss of me for eternity. And I doubt they would want that either.

Dimitri: Perhaps. Unfortunately, they have left this world, so I can no longer ask their preference.

Flayn: We cannot ask them directly, but we can imagine how they might have felt. You know who they were as people. As for me, if I am ever to be but a memory in your future, I want you to remember me in a way that brings you joy. I would want you to smile when you recalled me, to feel warmed by the notion that I cherished your company. I cannot imagine I am the only one who feels this way. Surely anyone who loved another would wish only for their peace and happiness.

Dimitri: ...

Flayn: I...must apologize. I was out of line, clearly. I must get some rest now. Please do not stay up too late yourself.

Dimitri: Good night, Flayn. And...thank you.

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A Support

Flayn: Up this late practicing with your lance, are you?

Dimitri: And what about you? Have you got something on your mind again? You should really go to bed. It is chilly out, and you could catch cold. ...

Flayn: What's the matter? Have you been having nightmares?

Dimitri: Well, in a certain sense, yes. Can you spare a moment?

Flayn: Of course.

Dimitri: Thank you. I want to apologize to you. When last we spoke, I mishandled the situation. Your words that night touched me deeply. It felt as though I had been punched in the gut. But more importantly, I think I owe you an apology. I...lied to you.

Flayn: You did?

Dimitri: Do you recall when I ate that meal you cooked and I told you it was delicious? The truth is that no matter what I eat, I can scarcely taste it. I have not had my sense of taste for... nine years now.

Flayn: My cooking certainly is not something people often compliment me on...

Dimitri: I am sorry. When I said the food was good, I was just saying what I thought you would want to hear...

Flayn: An apology is not necessary. You were only trying to be kind, after all. In the end, I am not sure it was kind. Just the same, it was nice to hear. Hey, I have an idea! What if you sampled some really pungent food? Or something extremely spicy! Maybe that would--

Dimitri: Flayn...

Flayn: Uh... Yes?

Dimitri: I like your cooking. I cannot taste it properly, but in my book, it is truly delicious.

Flayn: No need for the flattery! Anyhow, maybe someday you will get your taste back. I hope then you will be able to compliment me sincerely about my cooking.

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A+ Support

Dimitri: ... Flayn? What is the matter? Is something weighing on your mind again? It is freezing out here! You should be bundled up in your warm bed.

Flayn: Listen, Dimitri... The truth is...I am afraid of sleeping.

Dimitri: Afraid of it? Why?

Flayn: I am afraid that when I close my eyes, I shall fall into a very deep sleep. One from which I cannot wake up...for years upon years. Then when I finally awaken, everyone I know and love will be long gone. Vanished with the sands of time. I am sure it seems silly, but try as I might, I cannot shake this fear.

Dimitri: I cannot quite grasp what you are describing... But I can promise you one thing. No matter how many years go by, I will always remember you.

Flayn: I appreciate the sentiment. Even so, one day...

Dimitri: Listen carefully, Flayn. There is something I have been wanting to tell you.

Flayn: Oh? What is that?

Dimitri: You know that dish you made the other day? It was so sweet it made my tongue go numb. I am not so sure that is a good thing... Well... I could only really taste the first bite, so I may have been imagining it. But still! I was so happy. That moment will always put a smile on my face whenever I remember it. I could never forget you, Flayn. I promise.

Flayn: I...

Dimitri: Besides, we have fought side by side. We are friends. I am sure all of the others would say the same.

Flayn: ...

Dimitri: Is something the matter?

Flayn: You really do not pick up on subtle cues, do you?

Dimitri: Cues?

Flayn: Well. It is all a part of your charm, I suppose. With you here, I finally feel I can sleep without having to worry at all. Hnhh...

Dimitri: Hey... Wait! I did not mean for you to fall asleep right here!

Flayn: Someday you...appreciate...food...

Dimitri: Flayn! Ah... She is hopeless...