Celica: Well, I know you miss your younger brothers a great deal... So I thought, maybe it would help to think of me as your younger sister.
Atlas: Um... sorry?
Celica: I know brothers and sisters aren't quite the same, especially as we aren't blood, but, well, I thought it might help regardless.
Atlas: Well, gosh. That's awfully nice, but it's a bit more than "not quite" the same. I mean, you're about a million times too proper to pass for one'a my brothers...
Celica: Ah. I see. In that case, I apologize. It's just that I see you giving your all for my sake, so... well, I was merely hoping there might be something I could do for you.
Atlas: That's a swell thought, Lady Celica. But just the thought's more than enough for me. I knew you were kind, but you're also pretty dang interesting to boot! Makes me that much happier I signed on with you.
Celica: I-is that so? Well, I'm glad to hear it. At least... I think I'm glad?