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Fire Emblem: The Sacred Stones
Support conversations- Gilliam and Neimi

C Support

Neimi: Gilliam... Gilliam! Sir Gilliam!
Gilliam: Be quiet, Neimi! Someone will hear you!
Neimi: Oh...I'm sorry. I just wanted to tell you there's a scratch on the left side of your armor.
Gilliam: Oh, that's nothing. My armor's covered in scratches. This one, I got defending Border Mulan in a siege years back. And this one goes back to my very first fight as a knighted soldier. Each of these is a story. Each one is a mark of pride.
Neimi: Yes, but I'm worried about this one near the glide clip. I can repair it. Just...don't go anywhere!
Gilliam: Neimi, don't go off by yourself! We're in the middle of battle! One false step, and our strategy could be ruined--you might create an opening! You put not only yourself but all of us in peril when you do that!
Neimi: Oh! I didn't mean to-- ...Sniff...
Gilliam: Don't cry, Neimi. Save your energy for fighting.
Neimi: Y-yes, sir! I'm... I'm sorry.
Gilliam: Listen. This is my armor. I take good care of it myself. Don't worry about other people's armor. Worry about yourself. Understood?
Neimi: ...Yes, you're right. I'm so sorry... Sorry for...for messing around.
Gilliam: I...do appreciate your concern. If you see something, bring it to my attention, and I'll fix it.
Neimi: I will! Thank you, Sir Gilliam!

B Support

Gilliam: Neimi. You seem to be adjusting to the rigors of combat well. You're a skilled archer after all.
Neimi: Oh...I'm so glad to hear you say that! I was so sad after we talked last. I didn't know what to do, but then, I decided to focus on my archery.
Gilliam: That's the spirit, Neimi. So, have you been training by yourself? I never mastered archery. I'm sorry I can't help you train.
Neimi: No, no... Thank you, but I've been thinking about this a lot. First, I need to sharpen my vision so I can target more easily.
Gilliam: Sharpen your vision? Good eyesight seems essential in a good archer, but... How can you improve your vision? I don't understand.
Neimi: My grandfather taught me to stare into the distance and concentrate. My grandfather taught me everything I know about the bow. My grandfather was-- He was a great archer. One time, a snake was attacking a bird nest on a tree in a mountain far away. He aimed at the snake and shot it down.
Gilliam: Incredible. He was able to pick out and hit a snake from that distance? Your grandfather must have been a great archer.
Neimi: Yes, he was. And that's why I've been staring into the distance. I've been training constantly on the field, and my vision has improved. See that tree in the distance? I can spot the bugs crawling on its leaves.
Gilliam: I'll be impressed when you can hit each of those bugs from here.
Neimi: But...that would be cruel!
Gilliam: There's no need to shoot bugs. You only need to shoot our enemies... ...using your keen eyes and the skills your grandfather gave you.
Neimi: Don't you worry! You can count on me!

A Support

Gilliam: Neimi, I wanted to ask about your vision-training regimen.
Neimi: Ah, where I stare into the distance and concentrate?
Gilliam: Yes. I've been trying it out myself, but... I've had some problems.
Neimi: Problems? What do you mean?
Gilliam: Whenever I'm training, people start to avoid me. It's not just that. Even animals run away from me when I'm at it.
Neimi: And you're just... You're just staring into the distance?
Gilliam: Yes. Standing perfectly still, staring into the distance.
Neimi: Maybe it's...because you look scary... I used to get that a lot. Cormag said I was frightening him. He thought I was angry at him.
Gilliam: I look...scary? Hm... I have refined my stare to intimidate my foes in battle. You may have a point. No wonder people get scared when they see me glowering into the distance. You know, I might almost consider it a compliment of my knightly prowess!
Neimi: I have an idea... Perhaps if you smile, it might not be so scary.
Gilliam: ...Like this?
Neimi: ...
Gilliam: It's still scary, isn't it?
Neimi: Uh... Maybe it's because you're crossing your arms. How about...holding some flowers instead? That might help.
Gilliam: You want me to stare into the distance... smiling...and holding flowers?
Neimi: I think that would look good...
Gilliam: You're just being nice, Neimi. Your keen vision is a gift, and your training may improve it... But I know I can never imitate it. It's yours and yours alone. I place much faith in your sharp eyes and your steady hand.
Neimi: Th-thank you, Gilliam! I won't let you down!

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