Fates Supports/Setsuna Dwyer(PC)
C Support
Dwyer: Mother, I made you some coffee.
Setsuna: Thanks, Dwyer. Mmm. It has such a rich aroma. You sure have a gift for making coffee.
Dwyer: You mean it? I'm so glad you like it.
Setsuna: I do—it's amazing. Honestly, you might be better than your father at brewing coffee.
Dwyer: Better than Father? That's the best praise I could ever hope for! I should probably keep that to myself. He might get mad.
Setsuna: Really? You think he would get mad? He might get jealous. Yeah, probably nasty and jealous...
Dwyer: That actually sounds worse.
Setsuna: Heehee. I can imagine him making me drink cup after cup of coffee. He probably wouldn't stop until I said his was better than yours.
Dwyer: Heh. That's not all that hard to imagine. I still have more in the carafe. Let me know if you'd like another cup.
Setsuna: All right. Thank you, Dwyer.
B Support
Dwyer: Hmm.
Setsuna: Is something on your mind, Dwyer?
Dwyer: Hello, Mother. No, nothing in particular...
Setsuna: Why try to hide it? I'm your mother. I can see right through your lies.
Dwyer: Oh. Sorry.
Setsuna: Come on—tell me what you're worrying about. I'm more than happy to talk. Who knows? Maybe I can help.
Dwyer: Well, it's just... I don't think I'm suited for the battlefield.
Setsuna: What? Why would you say that?
Dwyer: You know why. I hate getting into fights. All I would do is weigh everyone else down in the heat of battle.
Setsuna: Oh, Dwyer, that's not true.
Dwyer: Maybe I should just leave the army and be a butler somewhere.
Setsuna: You can't do that.
Dwyer: Huh? Why?
Setsuna: Because you belong here.
Dwyer: Why?
Setsuna: Because you're kind.
Dwyer: No, I'm not.
Setsuna: You are. Don't fight it. Just a second ago, you tried to keep me from worrying about you.
Dwyer: All the more proof that I have no business on the battlefield. There's no room for kindness there.
Setsuna: Stop, you're wrong. Kindness is needed because it's a battlefield. You have the strength to think of your allies even when surrounded by danger. That is both incredibly important and very difficult to do. I think you understand what I mean.
Dwyer: ... Thank you, Mother. I'll do what I can to help my friends.
Setsuna: Good. And don't you worry. I'll always be here to watch over you.
A Support
Setsuna: Ugh.
Dwyer: Mother? Is something wrong?
Setsuna: Oh, it's nothing. I'm just a little tired. No need to worry about me.
Dwyer: You know, as your son, I can see right through your lies.
Setsuna: Heehee. I suppose you can.
Dwyer: I might not be able to help, but I'm more than happy to listen. Please, talk to me.
Setsuna: That's very kind, thank you.
Dwyer: So?
Setsuna: I've been wondering... Am I a horrible mother?
Dwyer: Don't say that. It's totally untrue.
Setsuna: But I told you to fight. To risk your life on the battlefield.
Dwyer: You mean when I was worried the other day?
Setsuna: Yes, exactly. A mother should never encourage their child to face danger. To fight. And yet... I encouraged you to do just that. What kind of parent am I?
Dwyer: Don't say that.
Setsuna: Hm?
Dwyer: You may have suggested that I stand and fight, but it was my choice to stay. Not yours.
Setsuna: Oh, I understand.
Dwyer: More importantly, I needed your wisdom. I feel like I might have put my friends in danger without your encouragement.
Setsuna: Oh, Dwyer. I had no idea.
Dwyer: So please, stop calling yourself a failure. You're the best mother anyone could ever ask for.
Setsuna: That's very kind of you to say.
Dwyer: Now, why don't I make some fresh coffee so you can unwind.
Setsuna: I'm so lucky to have a thoughtful son like you.
