Three Houses Supports/Sylvain Lysithea

C Support

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Sylvain: Lysithea, I have to say you're really impressive. I respect you a lot, and I thought I should tell you.

Lysithea: Uhh, OK.

Sylvain: It's just, you know, you're four years younger than me, but you work really hard at everything. I mean, when I was your age, I wasted all my time just goofing off and doing whatever I wanted.

Lysithea: Doesn't look like much has changed for you since then. And unlike you, I don't have time to waste, so leave me be.

Sylvain: Are you going to do some extra magic training? I'd be happy to join you, if you don't mind. What do you want to start with?

Lysithea: I am absolutely disinterested in spending any time with you. What is it you want, anyway? Clearly you haven't been listening to a word I've been saying. Perhaps it's because I'm younger, you see fit to ignore me when I speak. Is that it?

Sylvain: What? No! Age has nothing to do with it. You're amazing! You're true to yourself. You know what you want and who you are. Not a lot of girls I know can say that.

Lysithea: Ah, so it isn't my age that's to blame for you breezing over my wishes. It's my gender.

Sylvain: I-- What? Where did you get that idea? I'm just trying to praise your smarts and hard work and everything. It's impressive how someone so young--

Lysithea: Your lack of self-awareness is deeply troubling.

Sylvain: What I'm aware of is you trying to pick a fight. Calm down, kiddo.

Lysithea: Look. I'm really busy. Super, extremely, inordinately busy. I've got one last thing to say to you.

Sylvain: And what would that be?

Lysithea: I'm skilled with magic, and my abilities are finely honed. It's not like I need someone for target practice.

Sylvain: No, but I do.

B Support

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Lysithea: Sylvain, I've been looking for you. Do you have a moment?

Sylvain: Hey, Lysithea. I was about to grab some food. Would you like to come along?

Lysithea: Actually, yes. That sounds fine. Sylvain: Great. Let's go. Hmm... The dining hall isn't exactly relaxing, is it? If there's a next time, I'll take you somewhere with a much better atmosphere.

Lysithea: I don't really care about the atmosphere. I just wanted to apologize.

Sylvain: Nah, I get why you told me off. There's nothing you need to apologize for.

Lysithea: Ugh, can you just shut your mouth and listen for once? Here's something you may have already picked up on... I very much dislike being treated like a child. I've worked very hard to be where I am now, and such treatment makes it feel like all of that work is being ignored.

Sylvain: But I think you're a genius! And you work harder than I ever did. When I was your age...

Lysithea: Yes, you already told me all of this. Back then you were just as devoted to goofing off as you are now.

Sylvain: Ah, so I already told you that... What a perfect memory you have.

Lysithea: And there it is. You're always so quick to flatter every woman you come across. I knew that, and yet I never thought you would direct your antics at me.

Sylvain: Heh... Look, I'm sorry, OK? I know how hard you work, and I really wasn't trying to upset you. I just wanted to chat.

Lysithea: I do not mind that you wished to chat with me. In fact...you might even say I was happy about it. Just a bit.

Sylvain: Seriously? It sure didn't seem that way...

Lysithea: Well, it's true. Your behavior is maddening, but in retrospect, I realize that was you treating me as you do all women, rather than like a child. I wasn't thinking about it like that at the time, and so I snapped at you. I could have perhaps approached the matter with a tad more maturity. Therefore, I would like to apologize.

Sylvain: An apology? That is not how these conversations usually turn out. There's no need for that though. Really, you'll make me blush if you keep this up. Listen, Lysithea, I want you to know that I meant every word. Even if sincerity is...difficult for me. You're as lovely as you are clever, and you have this strange charm about you. That's what I really, honestly think.

Lysithea: There you go again with your false flattery...

Sylvain: I swear to you, it isn't false at all! And it's not flattery if it's the truth.

Lysithea: Say what you will-- you're still going to have to earn my trust. Just this once, I'll cut you some slack. Don't get used to it. It's not like I can change who you are as a person.

Sylvain: Sweet and tolerant! You never cease to amaze.

Lysithea: I'll leave you with this-- don't say things you don't mean. It makes it impossible to tell the lies from the truth.

Lysithea: Don't come crying to me if you carry on as you have and end up with no friends.

Sylvain: Heh heh... I have to say, Lysithea, your harshness is one of those things I find so charming about you!

Lysithea: Ugh, you are exhausting. I guess the positivity is OK though.