Fates Supports/Felicia Dwyer(PC)

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C Support

Dwyer: Mother, I made you some coffee.

Felicia: Wow! Thank you, Dwyer! *sigh* This is amazing. So delicious! You've gotten awfully good at making coffee.

Dwyer: You mean it? I'm so happy you're enjoying it.

Felicia: I do! You're really talented. Honestly, I think this coffee is even better than your father's.

Dwyer: Wow, that's high praise. I should probably keep that to myself. He might get mad.

Felicia: Oh dear, really? I don't think he'd be angry necessarily... He might get a little envious. I'll admit that he's prone to bouts of jealousy.

Dwyer: That actually sounds worse.

Felicia: Heehee. Yeah, you might be right. I bet if he heard me talk about his coffee... he'd make me drink cup after cup of his brew. And he probably wouldn't stop 'til said his was better than yours.

Dwyer: Heh... Yeah, I can imagine that. I still have more in the carafe. Let me know if you'd like another cup.

Felicia: I will! Thank you, Dwyer!

B Support

Dwyer: Hmm.

Felicia: Dwyer, is something bothering you?

Dwyer: Hello, Mother. No, nothing in particular.

Felicia: There's no use trying to hide things. I'm your mother. You really think you can keep secrets from me? I know you, sweetie.

Dwyer: I'm sorry.

Felicia: Why don't you just tell me what's bothering you? Who knows? Maybe I can do something to help out.

Dwyer: Well... I don't think I'm suited for the battlefield.

Felicia: WHAT?! Why would you think that? Why DO you think that?

Dwyer: You know why. I hate getting into fights. All I would do is weigh everyone else down in the heat of battle.

Felicia: Dwyer, that's not fair.

Dwyer: Maybe I should just leave the army and be a butler or something.

Felicia: No, don't say that.

Dwyer: Huh?

Felicia: Dwyer, you belong here, with me.

Dwyer: Why do you say that?

Felicia: Because you're such a kind child.

Dwyer: No, I'm not.

Felicia: Yes, you are. Don't deny it. Just a moment ago, you tried to hide your troubles to save me from worrying, right?

Dwyer: All the more proof that I have no business on the battlefield. There's no place for kindness there.

Felicia: You're wrong, Dwyer. We need kindness most on the battlefield. That kindness gives you the courage to aid your friends, regardless of danger. That type of courage is very rare. It's also very important. Dwyer, you understand, right?

Dwyer: ... Thank you, Mother. I'll do what I can to help my friends.

Felicia: That's the spirit, Dwyer! Just know, I'll always be watching over you.

A Support

Felicia: *sigh*

Dwyer: Mother? Is something wrong?

Felicia: Oh, Dwyer! I-it's nothing! I think I'm just a little tired. No need to worry about me.

Dwyer: Mother, you know I can see through your lies, right?

Felicia: Ah. You're right.

Dwyer: I might not be able to help, but I can at least lend you an ear.

Felicia: That's very kind, Dwyer.

Dwyer: So? What's up?

Felicia: Have I... Have I failed you as a mother?

Dwyer: No, of course not. Don't say that. It's simply not true.

Felicia: B-but I... I pushed you toward war. I said you belong on the battlefield.

Dwyer: You mean when I was worried the other day?

Felicia: Yes, precisely. A mother should always consider her child's safety above all else. And yet... I encouraged you to fight. If that doesn't make me a failed parent, then I don't know what does.

Dwyer: That's simply not true.

Felicia: Huh?

Dwyer: You may have suggested that I stand and fight, but it was my choice to stay. Not yours.

Felicia: Oh.

Dwyer: More importantly, I needed your wisdom. I might have put my friends in danger without your encouragement.

Felicia: Dwyer, really?

Dwyer: Yes. I promise, you're not a failure. In fact, you're the best mother anyone could ever ask for.

Felicia: Thank you so much, Dwyer!

Dwyer: Now, why don't I make some fresh coffee so you can relax and unwind.

Felicia: I'm very lucky to have such a kind son.