Awakening Supports/Sully Libra

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C Support

Libra:
Hoofprints? This far out? Hmm... It seems they continue for some distance.

Sully:
Looking for something, Libra? I can help if you want.

Libra:
Ah, Sully. You are very kind. And what's more, you've helped already. For it seems you are responsible for the far-ranging hoofprints.

Sully:
You mean my HORSE is responsible, right? Anyway, sounds like you've got time on your hands. Mind if we talk for a bit?

Libra:
I'm afraid I haven't much of interest to say, but I'm more than happy to listen.

Sully:
With all the newcomers we're taking on, the camp's gotten pretty busy. It's hard to get any privacy, huh? I imagine it must be doubly hard for a woman like you.

Libra:
...... I'm a man.

Sully:
Oh. Right. Er, yeah. Of course. Well, this is pretty damn awkward.

Libra:
Please. It's not an unfamiliar situation for me. Though I must say, your question is somewhat perplexing. Aren't you capable of supplying a woman's perspective yourself?

Sully:
Well, yeah, sure. But...you know. I'm not exactly GIRLY. ...Gods, that came out wrong. Er, look. I'll just ask someone else. Thanks for your time, though!

Libra:
Of course.

B Support

Sully:
Do you have a moment, Libra?

Libra:
Yes, of course. What is it?

Sully:
Look, I'm sorry as hell that—

Libra:
Is this about the other day? Please, Sully. You already—

Sully:
Er, no. I'm actually apologizing in advance for what I'm about to ask.

Libra:
That's...ominous.

Sully:
I really hope you won't take this the wrong way, but I wanted to know... How do you feel about looking so...pretty? I mean...lady pretty?

Libra:
Oh. That is...not what I was expecting you to ask. But, well... I don't know that I feel much about it one way or the other. There isn't much I can do about the way I look, after all. Yes, being mistaken for a woman can pose some minor difficulties. Especially in bath houses. Or taverns. Or, um, anywhere, actually. But why do you ask?

Sully:
Well, see, I'm not exactly the girly type, you know? I ask people to treat me the same as a man, and I don't let anything limit me as a knight. But talking to you the other day got me thinking that... I don't know. Maybe it's just time I accepted myself more for who and what I am.

Libra:
I fear I make a poor model for this question, Sully. You'd be better served by any number of others in our camp.

Sully:
What makes you say that?

Libra:
A man of the cloth should be a beacon of hope. A light in the darkness. He ought never let his smile falter, nor forget to treat all with warmth and respect. At the very least, that is the sort of man I aspire to be.

Sully:
That's exactly the sort of man you ARE, Libra.

Libra:
So you say. And yet, I cannot help but feel I'm merely skilled at playing such a figure. I worry that my entire person is an act. A hollow shell.

Sully:
Libra...

Libra:
I apologize. It was not my intent to burden you with my idle ramblings. Pray, forget it.

A Support

Sully:
Do you have a dream, Libra? Any grand goal in life?

Libra:
Hmm... I suppose it would be to see the world at peace once more.

Sully:
Har! I figured you'd say something along those lines. You know, it's okay to want something for yourself once in a while.

Libra:
To see happiness in others brings me equal amounts of joy.

Sully:
Yeah, I'm sure that's true. But sometimes you still have to think of JUST you. It's like you're actively trying to deny yourself pleasure or happiness. I just wonder why sometimes, is all.

Libra:
I wonder why it is you would trouble yourself so over a humble man like me.

Sully:
Maybe I'm just a nosy jerk. Ever think of that? Or maybe... Well, I dunno. I just like you, I guess.

Libra:
Oh?

Sully:
It's like you and me are kindred spirits in a way. The tomboy to end all tomboys, and the most beautiful man in the land!

Libra:
Heh. Opposites though we are, we share quite a bit. I feel a closeness to you as well.

Sully:
So what do you say? You and me, partners for the long haul?

Libra:
I would be honored.

S Support

Libra:
Might I have a moment?

Sully:
Uh, Libra! S-sure! What's up?

Libra:
Are you feeling well? You look flustered.

Sully:
Oh, I'm fine. I just remembered what I said the other day. I guess I'm kind of embarrassed. To listen to me run my mouth off, you'd think I was professing my love.

Libra:
...Then you weren't?

Sully:
Of course not!

Libra:
Well, it appears to be my turn to feel ashamed. I fear I mistook your words. How vain I must have been to go so far as to procure this...

Sully:
Oh, damn. You got me a ring.

Libra:
I am terribly sorry. I was so thrilled to hear we saw one another as kindred spirits, and I just... I'll dispose of this. Please think no more of it.

Sully:
W-wait! It'd be a shame to waste it! I mean, it's so... Um... I accept, Libra.

Libra:
This is not the sort of item I would have you accept out of pity. For a thing so small, it bears more weight than I would trouble anyone to bear.

Sully:
Well, I'm pretty good at lifting heavy stuff.

Libra:
But...

Sully:
I'm not doing this out of pity, you damn fool! I'm doing it because I like you. ...And I want to live my life with you.

Libra:
Then I will give it gladly!