Awakening Supports/Cordelia Ricken

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C Support

Cordelia:
Ricken, how are you feeling? Are your little legs tired from all the marching?

Ricken:
Hey, I'm not a child, you know.

Cordelia:
Apologies. I didn't mean to imply that you were a child. I'm just worried you might be overdoing it. There's no shame in admitting you need the rest—we all get tired sometimes.

Ricken:
Not you! You're always full of beans! I've never heard you complain once. I don't know how you keep going all the time without stopping...

Cordelia:
It would take a lot more marching than this to wear me out, I assure you.

Ricken:
Ha! I know. I could march all day!

Cordelia:
Then why are your legs still quivering like pudding?

Ricken:
M-my legs are NOT quivering like pudding!

Cordelia:
Ricken, you can barely stand. If the enemy were to fall upon us now, you'd be dead. Listen, when we set off again, I want you to ride in one of the convoy wagons. You might even have time for a quick nap. You could use one.

Ricken:
Hey, I don't need a nap! I'm not a—

Cordelia:
Once you're feeling better, I need your help with some camp chores. But you're no good to me right now. So sleep. And that's an order!

Ricken:
Fiiiiiine. Sheesh.

Cordelia:
Goodness. THAT was difficult...

B Support

Ricken:
Er, Cordelia? Thanks for before. I have to admit, I was pretty beat up from all that marching.

Cordelia:
Are you feeling better now?

Ricken:
Much better! I don't know why I was being so stubborn. That was dumb. You know, you sure do spend a lot of time worrying about everyone else, Cordelia.

Cordelia:
I like to think that's my most important role here. Once in the past, I tried to do too much, and got myself into trouble as a result. At that time, it was Chrom who stepped in and rescued me from myself. If it hadn't been for him, I don't know what would have happened...

Ricken:
So you used to be young and foolish, too? Hard to imagine!

Cordelia:
We all were. But now that I'm older and wiser, it's my turn to help others.

Ricken:
Yeah! And now that I'M older and wiser, I'm gonna help people out as well. First thing I'll do is go around camp and remind everyone not to be pigheaded!

Cordelia:
Everyone? Including me?

Ricken:
Okay, okay. Maybe not EVERYBODY...

A Support

Cordelia:
Ricken, you've been busy lately, haven't you?

Ricken:
Yep! I've been working my fingers to the bone.

Cordelia:
You really have grown into a reliable young man! Color me impressed.

Ricken:
Heh. That's the first time you've ever called me a man.

Cordelia:
Do you mind?

Ricken:
Only if it's just idle compliments. ...Which that probably was.

Cordelia:
A man grown, and a clever one to boot! Clearly, I must work on my flattery.

Ricken:
I knew it!

Cordelia:
Don't be upset, Ricken. You've come a long way in a short time. You're far ahead of most people twice your age.

Ricken:
I just wish people would treat me like the man I am, you know? I mean, I know I'm younger than most folks here, and smaller, but still...

Cordelia:
Respect is earned in time, Ricken. Try to force it, and you'll end up passed out from exhaustion on a baggage wagon.

Ricken:
Yeah, I know...

Cordelia:
Still, if you're determined to improve yourself, that's half the battle.

Ricken:
It is? Great!

Cordelia:
Keep working at it, and someday you'll be more powerful than me!

Ricken:
Hey! I told you to stop with the idle flattery!

S Support

Ricken:
Hey, Cordelia? Can we talk?

Cordelia:
Of course, Ricken. What's on your mind?

Ricken:
I was wondering what kind of person I am to you. I mean, how do you see me? Do you still think I'm some ignorant kid who can't be trusted to wash his own ears?

Cordelia:
Why do you ask?

Ricken:
Well, er... I was kind of hoping you'd accept this gift.

Cordelia:
...A ring?

Ricken:
It has my family's crest on it, right there. It's our most treasured heirloom.

Cordelia:
And you want to give it to me?

Ricken:
Listen, I know that you're smitten with Chrom. Heck, everyone does! But I like you far more than he ever will. Or could, for that matter! So I was thinking that perhaps we could get...you know, married?

Cordelia:
Wow, I...I wasn't expecting anything like this. I don't know what to say. Honestly, I've always thought of you as something of a kid brother.

Ricken:
Well, I'm not your brother, Cordelia. I'm nearly a grown man. And now I'm asking you to look at me as the man who's fallen in love with you.

Cordelia:
You still seem young to me, Ricken. But when I look to the future...

Ricken:
Yes?

Cordelia:
I see you becoming something amazing. My equal, my partner, and my champion.

Ricken:
Does this mean...?

Cordelia:
Yes. I accept your ring.

Ricken:
Yippee! We're going to get married! I can't wait for the ceremony!

Cordelia:
But wait we must. There'll be no ceremony until you come of age.

Ricken:
Oh, all right. But meanwhile, I'll do all I can to be the man you dreamed of. Plus, you'll be around to make sure I become strong, right?

Cordelia:
Of course. Although I'm starting to wonder if I have anything left to teach you. You've already made me proud, Ricken. I'm looking forward to our future!