Awakening Supports/Avatar(M) Henry
C Support
Henry:
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Robin:
Henry? What are you doing? ...Why are you all hunched over? Are you unwell? Is your stomach... Oh, gods, are you hurt?! Somebody, HELP! Henry's been—
Henry:
Hey-o, Robin! What's all the ruckus?
Robin:
Wait, you're...okay? You were all crouched down and quiet... I thought you were wracked with pain.
Henry:
Nya ha ha! Nope! I'm completely fine.
Robin:
Ah, well, that's a relief... But, then, what were you doing?
Henry:
Guess I was having way too much fun playing with this to notice you come in...
Robin:
What is it, some kind of—AAAAAAAAH!
Henry:
Don't worry, it's perfectly safe! *poke, poke* See? Dead as a doornail.
Robin:
An arm?! A disembodied Risen arm?! Ew... Did you bring it back from the battlefield?
Henry:
Yep. I was interested in seeing what makes them tick. I thought I'd perform a little dissection and get some "inside" information. Hey, why don't you examine it with me? Maybe we can discover some new weakness!
Robin:
Ugh! D-don't wave that thing in my face! I don't want it anywhere near me.
Henry:
Suit yourself! Now where did I put that finger...?
B Support
Henry:
Lah-di-da, do-di-doh, ♪ fee-fi-fo-fum, bom bom bom... ♪
Robin:
Henry, what are you drawing in the soil? A magic sigil? Do you mind me asking what it's for? I must say it looks rather sinister...
Henry:
Aw, Robin, you worry too much. It isn't sinister at all! Not one bit! I'm just going to use it to summon an army of Risen.
Robin:
Wh-what?!
Henry:
If I get it to work, we can have them all fight on our behalf! Then we can sip tea for the rest of the war and collect the accolades once it's over.
Robin:
Well I understand the idea in theory. It could reduce casualties on our side... But there is one slight problem... Have you given any thought to how you'll control these soulless warriors?
Henry:
Oh, they can't be controlled. You just let them loose to attack anything that moves. But we'll be safe so long as I draw the sigils far enough away from camp.
Robin:
WE might be safe, but won't they turn on local villages, wreaking death and mayhem?
Henry:
Yeah, probably. Would be surprising if they didn't, actually. Still, we'd win the battle.
Robin:
Unacceptable. We cannot sacrifice innocent lives for the sake of victory.
Henry:
See, now you're just not thinking logically. We've killed countless people in this war—what's a few more souls on the ledger?
Robin:
Those deaths were necessary. We had to kill our foes or be killed ourselves. But killing the enemy isn't the same as sacrificing innocents for victory.
Henry:
Seems like an arbitrary line to me... But all right. You're the tactician! No more unholy summoning sigils.
Robin:
Good.
A Support
Robin:
Henry, I wanted to congratulate you on that last battle.
Henry:
Oh?
Robin:
Yes. Especially when those Risen appeared out of nowhere. You placed the village at your back, even though it was tactically disadvantageous. By holding the line, you saved the lives of countless civilians.
Henry:
Yeah, well, you said we shouldn't sacrifice innocents to win a battle.
Robin:
I know what I said, but I was surprised you'd taken it to heart.
Henry:
Heh, I just do what I'm told.
Robin:
I didn't realize you were so obedient and...conscientious.
Henry:
Heck, I always obey orders! Well, except for stupid ones like "don't fight the enemy." If someone tried to tell me that, I'd cut 'em in half and feed them to the crows!
Robin:
I...see... Well! We wouldn't want that happening to me, eh? Ha ha! ...Ha.
Henry:
Hey, you're looking a little pale and sweaty there. Everything okay?
Robin:
Oh, n-never mind that! I have another task for you. Would you help me organize my library of strategy books? I've accumulated so many recently, I just can't keep track of them.
Henry:
You got it!
