Awakening Supports/Frederick Virion

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Frederick:
That's quite the handsome blade you carry, Virion.

Virion:
Ah, you've a discerning eye, Frederick. Yes, it is rather nice, isn't it? Elegant... Sophisticated... A perfect match for its owner! Why, it's almost—

Frederick:
The hilt bears the sigil of House Claive.

Virion:
Yes, but you interrupted me.

Frederick:
Apologies. ...But it's been troubling me for some time now. Just how is it you came to hold a dagger from one of Ylisse's high noble houses?

Virion:
I enjoyed a brief but fruitful collaboration with the Claives once upon a time. Well, specifically with one young and VERY beautiful Claive... She gave me this blade as a token of our everlasting...friendship.

Frederick:
I see. And when exactly did you find the time to foster such a bond?

Virion:
Ah, my dear naive Frederick. Not all bonds take equal time to form, you know! Some are forged in a lifetime, while others spring to life in a moment. ...Others still take but one very good night.

Frederick:
......

Virion:
Oh, please! Spare me the pious air... But...is that yet a hint of...envy I see as well? Ha! Well, permit me to explain... It is my avocation to grant noble ladies a brief respite from their dreary lives. And I know of no better way to do so than by romance's sweet perfume. But I always acted the gentleman! No harm befell their honor or reputation.

Frederick:
Oh, that was never my concern. Ylisse's noble houses are built of sturdier stuff than one dandy's escapades can shake.

Virion:
Tell me, sir... Do you always smile so as you twist the blade in a fellow's gut? Yes, well. You wondered at the history of my blade, and now curiosity is slaked. If that's quite all, this dandy shall leave you to savor your unshakable honor.

Frederick:
...Avocation, he says. Heh. Quite the hobby. Yet I bet he has made many other powerful allies through such trysts. Dandy or no, the man is sly. Methinks he merits watching...

B Support

Frederick:
He's gone, Virion.

Virion:
I-is he, then? Phew! That's a relief. My apologies for the bother. To think that poor fool would trudge all this way for a mere handful of coins.

Frederick:
One would need hands of freakish size indeed to cradle that much gold. Pray tell, how does a fellow even begin to create such a vast amount of debt?

Virion:
My dear sir, there are a thousand ways. ...Preferably all accomplished at once.

Frederick:
I'll ask no more. Besides, there's another matter I'm more curious about.

Virion:
Indeed?

Frederick:
Before he left, that man offered to finance our efforts here. ...I declined.

Virion:
Mmm, yes. Probably for the best.

Frederick:
This doesn't strike you as odd? I just saw a man track down his debtor only to offer his companions additional coin. In what world is that not madness?

Virion:
It seems perfectly logical to me. Should something untoward happen before I repay him, the debt dies with me. It's well within his interests to ensure I survive this bloody mess.

Frederick:
You racked up a debt so large it ties his welfare to yours...? I've not the capacity to determine if such actions are genius or madness. You're cunning fit to shame a fox, Virion.

Virion:
Ha ha! Oh, you flatter me, sir! ...But do go on.

Frederick:
Mark my words, fox! If your skulking about ever comes to be a burden on Chrom—

Virion:
Yes, yes, you'll have my skin for a stole. I'm well aware. I happen to be fond of my skin, so I give my word no ill shall come from my deeds.

Frederick:
Keep your word and you'll keep your skin.

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Frederick:
Virion.

Virion:
Ah, Frederick. And what deeply personal matter will you be prying into today, mmm?

Frederick:
Perhaps we could talk about a large anonymous donation we just received? I've no doubt you played a part in that. ...And in truth, we badly needed it. Permit me to offer my thanks, and Chrom's in his stead.

Virion:
You are quite welcome. I was confident a clever fellow like you would catch on! I doubted Chrom would have accepted if I made the offer openly. Especially considering the...less-than-immaculate origin of the goods.

Frederick:
Hence the anonymous donation.

Virion:
Rather genius, wouldn't you say? Elegant! Sophisticated! A perfect match for—

Frederick:
But no one will ever know it was you.

Virion:
Yes, but you're interrupting again. We've had this chat, Frederick! Ah, well. I suppose there's a kind of rustic charm to your enthusiasm.

Frederick:
...My apologies. But I can't help think that giving so much without recompense is unlike you.

Virion:
You wound me, sir! And besides, I haven't come up empty handed. I said I was confident you'd catch on, Frederick, and I meant it. So now you are in my debt.

Frederick:
Ah, there's the rub! And just what would you ask of me in return?

Virion:
When the fighting is over, peace will return to my land. And I plan to enlist the help of Ylisse in rebuilding it. I suspect Chrom would agree without my resorting to such tricks, but... Well, a clever man takes no chances. With you there to convince him, I'd say the matter is settled, mmm?

Frederick:
Unbelievable. You're already planning beyond this campaign?

Virion:
You'd do well to do the same! Chrom boasts an archer of my caliber and a warrior of yours among his ranks... The man could scarcely lose if he tried.

Frederick:
A taste of the same flattery you use on the noble ladies, no doubt. Still, we have no choice but to give our all. That much is true. Let's pray our combined efforts are enough.

Virion:
I'm perfectly confident in my portion of the bargain, Frederick. Just see that you hold up your end!

Frederick:
I was about to say the same.