Awakening Supports/Libra Kjelle(PC)
C Support
Kjelle:
Are you free, Father? I could use a sparring partner.
Libra:
Oh, Kjelle... I'd love to, but...maybe not today...
Kjelle:
Father, you're pale as a ghost! And sweating! What's wrong?!
Libra:
I-it's nothing. I'm f-fine... Save for my gut...
Kjelle:
Are you injured? Who did this to you?! Give me a name, and I'll—
Libra:
B-breakfast...
Kjelle:
...Someone named "Breakfast"?
Libra:
N-no... I ate breakfast, and then...this happened... N-not just me... Everyone in camp is in...the same shape... If you haven't eaten...s-stay away... Save yourself...
Kjelle:
......
Libra:
Hrrgh... And I thought Sully's cooking was bad... Whoever made this is...is...
Kjelle:
...Is your daughter.
Libra:
...What?
Kjelle:
I'm sorry, Father. ...I thought it turned out so well.
Libra:
N-no, it's not...that... I mean...urrgh... It was d-delicious... I'm sure the...searing pain is...coincidental... The gods do love to...test us sometimes...
Kjelle:
You just said that everyone who ate it got sick! Oh, this is so embarrassing!
Libra:
W-wait! Kjelle! C-come back! Don't go... I'll... Bluuurp! Oh, gods... H-here it comes...
B Support
Kjelle:
HAH! RRRAGH! YAAAH!
Libra:
Kjelle, you seem to be training especially hard today.
Kjelle:
If I can't do my share of the cooking, I'll have to do a larger share of the fighting.
Libra:
Oh, so...you're not cooking again?
Kjelle:
Would you want me to, after last time?! You saw how that day's battle played out. All our soldiers clutching their guts, legs quivering like newborn deer... And the smell... Oh, gods, the smell... If the enemy hadn't been so horrified, we might all be dead!
Libra:
It was certainly a...challenging day. But nobody's perfect—I'm sure it was just a fluke. I know I, for one, would like to try your cooking again.
Kjelle:
NO!
Libra:
...I'm sorry?
Kjelle:
What if it WASN'T a fluke? What if my cooking gets you KILLED next time?! Another breakfast from me could bring our entire army to its knees! Literally! Don't ask me to do that to my fellow soldiers and my family.
Libra:
Oh come now, it wasn't THAT bad...
Kjelle:
I still remember the sound...that horrible sound... Dozens of people, all fa—
Libra:
All right! Fair enough. ...Look, what if I gave you a few pointers? If we manage to come up with something tasty, we can share it with everyone!
Kjelle:
Hmm... All right, let's try it! ...And thanks.
A Support
Libra:
The soup smells great, honey! Good job. I'm sure everyone will be eager for a taste.
Kjelle:
Thanks. I had a good teacher. I had no idea you knew so much about cooking!
Libra:
I learned a lot after marrying your mother. It was that or starve...
Kjelle:
Ha! You two really get along so well, don't you?
Libra:
Yes, I guess we do...
Kjelle:
...... ...Heh heh.
Libra:
Hmm?
Kjelle:
Just thinking that this must be what it feels like. ...Having parents, I mean. Being a normal family. I never really got to have that, but...it's nice.
Libra:
Kjelle...
Kjelle:
But hey, enough of that. Didn't mean to get all misty. Let's dig in to this soup! *slurp*
Libra:
Kjelle, I know you're a strong girl who doesn't like to ask for help... But you can, you know? If there's anything I can ever do, just name it.
Kjelle:
Weeell... I guess one thing comes to mind, actually.
Libra:
Yes, what is it?
Kjelle:
Keep teaching me how to cook! This soup tastes like dishwater...
Libra:
*Slurp* ...Oh, the gods are cruel! It DOES taste like dishwater!
Kjelle:
Actually, I've had better dishwater...
Libra:
Right, then. I can at least get you cooking food that tastes like food!
Kjelle:
That'd be plenty for me! Thanks!
