Awakening Supports/Donnel Gerome(PC)

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C Support

Donnel:
Howdy, Gerome.

Gerome:
What do you want?

Donnel:
Oh, nothin' in particular. I just—

Gerome:
Then why are you talking to me? I'm not here to make friends.

Donnel:
Seems that way. But what of yer family?

Gerome:
......

Donnel:
I was thinkin': we're father and son... Maybe it's time we started actin' like it. Lucina calls Chrom "Father," ya know? We could start there.

Gerome:
You may look like my father, but you are not the same man. My father is dead and gone. ...You are a stranger.

Donnel:
Gosh! Is everyone as soreheaded as you in the future? I know yer true pa is gone, and I know ya must miss him somethin' fierce. ...But I thought perhaps our relationship could help heal that wound.

Gerome:
Then you are a fool.

Donnel:
H-hey now! I'm only makin' this here offer out of a sense of—

Gerome:
This conversation is over. I have business elsewhere. I must feed and clean Minervykins before bedtime.

Donnel:
...Minervykins?

Gerome:
Er, that is... I did not mean to... Bah! Your stupidity is contagious!

Donnel:
Sheesh! He's meaner than a gut-shot grizzly...

B Support

Donnel:
Howdy, Gerome. Have ya been takin' good care of little Minervykins?

Gerome:
I did NOT call her that! The very idea is ludicrous! ...You must have misheard.

Donnel:
Hey, ain't no need to get yer smallclothes in a twist, now. Cherche sometimes calls her wyvern Minervykins, too. Eventually, I picked up the habit as well!

Gerome:
Oh... Er, right. I knew that.

Donnel:
Heh heh. Ya know, yer adorable when yer flustered.

Gerome:
......

Donnel:
Whoa now, no need to glare! I didn't mean no offense...

Gerome:
...Apology accepted.

Donnel:
Heh, well that's right kind of ya, Your Grace... Though I gotta say, seein' ya so angry reminds me quite a bit of Cherche.

Gerome:
What do you mean?

Donnel:
Mmm? Oh, er, nothin'... Hey! Is that yer Minerva over there?

Gerome:
It is.

Donnel:
Hmm, more intimidatin' than Cherche's... Scarier, more ferocious...

Gerome:
Truly? In the future, people oft remarked she was the prettiest wyvern in the realm. Just look at those big, smoky eyes... She's such a cutey-poo! Er, I mean... Um... You tricked me into saying that!

Donnel:
I did nothin' of the sort! You said that all by yerself!

Gerome:
That's it. I'm leaving. WE'RE leaving. ...Minerva, to me!

Donnel:
Shucks. He really is adorable when he's flustered...

A Support

Donnel:
Howdy, Gerome. Spendin' some quality time with Minerva again, are ya?

Gerome:
...Why do you insist on following me everywhere?

Donnel:
It's nothin' as sinister as your tone implies, that's for sure! I just wanted to talk about our relationship again. About bein' pa and son... Now that I've seen your sensitive side, I reckoned we might—

Gerome:
I have no sensitive side.

Donnel:
Er, sure. But don't ya remember sayin' how Minerva was a cutey-poo? The look of love that flitted 'cross yer face was so tender and sincere, I—

Gerome:
MINERVA, ATTACK! RIP HIS LYING MOUTH OFF HIS FAT, LYING FACE! ...... ...Er, Minerva?

Donnel:
Minerva ain't gonna attack me, Gerome. She knows I'm family. There, there, little Minerva. You remember Donny, don't ya?

Gerome:
M-Minerva? ...Do you truly consider this buffoon part of our family? ...... ...I see. Very well, Minerva. If that is your wish...

Donnel:
So what'd Minerva say?

Gerome:
Hmph. You claim to be part of the family, but you can't understand her?

Donnel:
I reckon that kinda learnin' takes a fair bit of time...

Gerome:
It matters not. Minerva says you are family, and I am thus duty bound to accept you. I'm... I'm sorry I treated you poorly. ...Father.

Donnel:
Hold on, now. Did you just call me yer pa?!

Gerome:
Don't get used to it. ...Minerva, to me! We're leaving!

Donnel:
W-wait, Gerome! Son! Lemme hear it one more time!

Gerome:
Bah, enough already!