Awakening Supports/Cynthia Inigo

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C Support

Inigo:
*Sigh*

Cynthia:
What's wrong, Inigo? No, wait! Lemme guess. You got shot down by another pretty girl, huh?

Inigo:
Actually, she was GORGEOUS! And for such a beautiful young creature, she certainly packed a mean left hook... I think I just need some time alone. ...Well, that and some ice.

Cynthia:
With all the practice you get, you'd think you'd have better luck hitting on women.

Inigo:
Ha ha, very funny. I'm thoroughly amused. You just wait. I know what went wrong. I'll nail it next time for sure!

Cynthia:
That's the spirit! Buck up, little camper! You're no fun when you're all mopey.

Inigo:
Someone's bound to pick up on my rugged charm and roguish good looks eventually. I just have to hang in there until then.

Cynthia:
Now you're talkin'! Wooooo! (Talkin' a bunch of nonsense...)

Inigo:
Sorry, did you say something?

Cynthia:
Who, me? Not this girl, no sir-ee. Nuh-uh. Nothin'. Anyway, I'm glad you're feeling better. You just stay there and practice smiling while I find you some ice.

B Support

Inigo:
Ugh, my ears are still ringing... I'll grant that the kick to the shins was warranted, but she didn't have to yell!

Cynthia:
Wheeew! This is the heaviest batch yet! ...Oh, hey, Inigo. How goes it? Any luck with the laaadies?

Inigo:
Does this look like the leg of a lucky man, Cynthia?

Cynthia:
Ouch. That's quite the bruise there. ...Well, we all have our off days. Or our off...every days.

Inigo:
I don't need you to twist the knife! Just let me lick my wounds in private.

Cynthia:
Aw, I'm sorry, Inigo! I didn't mean it like that, I promise.

Inigo:
Enough. Let's talk about you for a change. What's all that you're carrying?

Cynthia:
Um...cake, mostly. I think? These girls in town just started giving me gifts, but I haven't had time to look.

Inigo:
Girls? Cake? Gifts? Girls? Town? ...GIRLS?!

Cynthia:
It was so weird! I was just walking along when they started running up to me! Kept wishing me luck and saying I was their idol or something. I dunno.

Inigo:
Oh, right, sure. You dunno. Cakes and girls just fell out of the clear blue sky. ...DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW JEALOUS I AM RIGHT NOW?!

Cynthia:
Hee hee! Well, it does feel pretty good. I won't lie.

Inigo:
I guess I can see why girls like you. What with that dashing heroine thing you've got going on.

Cynthia:
I guess? I'm not really sure.

Inigo:
All those girls...fawning over you... I'd give anything to have that happen to me.

Cynthia:
Aw, don't get all weepy on me again. You gotta knuckle down and man up! Here, eat some cake. You'll feel better.

Inigo:
...Mmmrph! Thanks, Cynthia. I still feel pathetic, but I appreciate the sentiment.

Cynthia:
Yay! Now get some sugar in you and climb back up on that love horse!

A Support

Cynthia:
Phew, I think this haul sets a new record! If I eat all this by myself, I'll explode...

Inigo:
Hello, Cynthia.

Cynthia:
Ah, Inigo! Off to woo the ladies again?

Inigo:
On my way back, actually. ...Don't ask how it went. That's quite the gift basket you've got. Accosted by another pack of feral fans?

Cynthia:
What can I say? They love me. You want some more cake?

Inigo:
I'm not really in the mood, thanks. ...Now, tell me. What's your secret? How are you so irresistible to girls? I like to think I'm rather charming, and my looks are nothing to sneeze at...

Cynthia:
Maybe they smell the desperation. Why does it matter so much to you?

Inigo:
What do you mean?

Cynthia:
I mean, why do you feel a need to flirt so much? Would it kill you not to have a throng of screaming girls pining for you?

Inigo:
I don't— Hmm... It's not a...logical thing that draws me to the ladies. It's more like instinct.

Cynthia:
Instinct, huh? Well, I can't speak for other girls, Inigo, but I find you pretty entertaining. You've been a good friend since we were young, and I like you a lot. Plus I know you've got a good heart, despite all the...leering. So that's gotta count for something!

Inigo:
I appreciate that, but—

Cynthia:
I'm not the only one, you know. Lots of folks here like you! So maybe don't let a chicken walk on your lip every time a girl turns you down, eh?

Inigo:
Don't let a chicken...? No, you're right. Thank you. No more moping, I promise.

Cynthia:
Good! Now let's have that smile!

Inigo:
You always knew how to drag it out of me. And now I'm going to put it to use! There's got to be a lonely beauty around here somewhere!

Cynthia:
Go get her, tiger!

S Support

Inigo:
Hey, Cynthia. You, uh... You got a minute?

Cynthia:
You're all quiet. What's wrong? Are you sick or something?

Inigo:
Sorry, I just... I wanted to ask... You remember a little while ago, when you said you liked me? You mean that you like me because we've been friends since we were kids, right?

Cynthia:
Um, kind of, yeah. But I mean... Wait, what's this about?

Inigo:
I keep thinking about it. ...What you said, I mean. I think that... Um... I think I'm in love with you, Cynthia. And not just flirty one-time love. This is...real.

Cynthia:
...What?!

Inigo:
I know it's probably impossible to take me seriously, given my record. But I had to tell you anyway, because... I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want us to get old and gray together.

Cynthia:
......

Inigo:
Heh... It's all right. I figured as much. Who could fall for the guy who's always whining about striking out with other girls?

Cynthia:
Um... I could...

Inigo:
Yes, I understand. No hard— Wait, what?

Cynthia:
I've liked you since forever, Inigo. Ever since we were kids. And it always tears me up to see you sad. That's why I always cheer you on with...you know. Girls?

Inigo:
R-really?

Cynthia:
I mean, yeah, it made me super mad to watch you hit on every girl but me... But me being mad is still better than you being sad. ...At least, I think so.

Inigo:
Cynthia, I'm so sorry... I was such a fool! I had no idea I was doing that to you this whole time. Oh, how could I not have seen it?!

Cynthia:
Hee hee! Then here's to the start of a new future together!

Inigo:
A future where the two of us are happy forever!

Cynthia:
A future where you don't talk to any girl but me!

Inigo:
No, of course... ...Not?

Cynthia:
Was there a question mark at the end of that sentence, Inigo?

Inigo:
Um...no?

Cynthia:
There! You just did it again! And why are you backing away from me?!

Inigo:
I, uh... Natural...self-preservation...reflex?

Cynthia:
Inigo! You get back here THIS INSTANT!

Inigo:
Sorry, my love! You'll always be my number one! But there are so many other lovely numbers out there!