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With Chrom (Father)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ugh, Father! That gorgeous girl was just about to say yes to a date! JUST about to! Did you really have to drag me off like that?!
  • Chrom: We have a battle to prepare for, Inigo. Everyone else is ready to march. If you're mad, be mad at yourself for losing track of time.
  • Inigo: Oh, heh heh heh... Whoops... All right, time to go trounce some enemies and find a village lass to reward my efforts!
  • Chrom: ......
  • Inigo: You're staring, Father. Is there something on my face?
  • Chrom: No. I just... I was wondering if you were like this in the future as well.
  • Inigo: Depends on what you mean by "like this," I suppose.
  • Chrom: For someone who came from an apocalyptic hellscape, you're awfully carefree. Seems like you haven't a care in the world past whose bed you'll be sharing tonight. Lucina's so driven and serious... It's strange you don't have any of that purpose.
  • Inigo: No purpose?! I'll have you know I'm EXTREMELY driven!
  • Chrom: Oh, is that the case?
  • Inigo: Indeed! I will not rest until every woman in the realm swoons at just hearing my name!
  • Chrom: ...Your purpose in life is to be popular with girls? You literally traveled across time...to be popular with girls?!
  • Inigo: To be popular with ALL girls. Genius, I know. But stop, Father. You're making me blush.
  • Chrom: I... I don't even know what to say.
  • Inigo: What? It never bothered you when Mother would blush in front of you!
  • Chrom: No, that's not what... Where do I even begin? Suddenly I'm feeling very tired... I'm going on ahead.
  • (Chrom leaves)
  • Inigo: ...... ...Not a care in the world, huh? Not a thought in my head, he means! For being such a softy with everyone else, he sure doesn't pull any punches with me...

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ow! This one's pretty bad. I can't go back to camp like this...
  • Chrom: Something wrong, Inigo? Everyone else has already headed back.
  • Inigo: F-Father?! Er, I just...thought I saw a cute milkmaid at the edge of the battlefield!
  • Chrom: ...You're a worse liar than your mother. It's obvious your leg is wounded.
  • Inigo: It's fine, it's—GYAAAH! Ow! Ow, ow ow! No, don't touch it! Don't touch it!
  • Chrom: This is a serious injury, Inigo! Why didn't you say something?
  • Inigo: What, and ruin my reputation? The ladies want Inigo the Invincible.
  • Chrom: Gods, ENOUGH, Inigo!
  • Inigo: ...Father?
  • Chrom: You can barely walk, and you're still thinking about girls?! Be serious for once! Really, why did you travel back from the future? Lucina fights so hard, but you... Honestly, I'm disappointed. You have no idea what it means to be at war.
  • Inigo: ...... You don't know a damned thing! You're the one who's clueless, Father!
  • Chrom: Wh-what?
  • Inigo: Do you think I'd be out here if I were ONLY after girls? Out here fighting every day, wondering if this is the time I don't make it home?!
  • Chrom: Inigo, I didn't—
  • Inigo: You may think me a dandy and a fool, but a lot of people depended on me in the future. Every day, I was out there fighting Risen and risking my life. With everyone looking to me to be strong, I had no choice. I HAD to be invincible. I couldn't complain or show any weakness. Not with everyone else struggling in that damn war-torn wasteland... Even with you and Mother gone, I had to pretend I was fine. That I wasn't hurting. I had to fight every day of my sorry life and wear a smile while I did it!
  • Chrom: ......
  • Inigo: ...You said I looked like I didn't have a care in the world? Well, I'm sorry to tell you, but that's not the case at all. I smile and joke around because I don't want to show the world any weakness... If that disappoints you...then I guess you just have to be disappointed.
  • Chrom: Inigo, listen...
  • Inigo: That said, I do appreciate the concern... I'll get the leg looked at.
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Chrom: I... I had no idea...

A SupportEdit

  • Chrom: Inigo? I wanted to speak with you.
  • Inigo: Hey, Father! Here, have a look! My leg's all healed, see?
  • Chrom: That's good, Son.
  • Inigo: Thanks for making me get it looked at. ...And...I'm sorry to have worried you.
  • Chrom: No, I'M sorry. For what I said. It was...insensitive... You've been fighting with all you've got. I had no right to criticize you.
  • Inigo: Pfft, you still thinking about that? Ancient history. Plus...it was my fault, too.
  • Chrom: Still...
  • Inigo: Seriously, it's fine! Cheer up!
  • Chrom: Huh?
  • Inigo: You always seem so gloomy lately. Let's see a smile for once!
  • Chrom: A ha ha! Stop that! S-stop! It really tickles! Ha ha ha!
  • Inigo: Ha ha, there it is! That's better! I didn't come all this way to see you mope around, you know?
  • Chrom: ...That was why you came back? To make me happy?
  • Inigo: Well...yeah. You, and me, and everybody. The whole world, I guess. Anyway, I suppose I'm okay telling you that now.
  • Chrom: You can tell me anything.
  • Inigo: You say that now, but I don't want to hear any complaints once I get going! I may be all smiles on the outside, but I'm actually pretty sensitive. And pessimistic. ...Oh, and I cry at the drop of a hat. Whenever a girl turns me down, I'm a complete mess for days.
  • Chrom: Ha! You can stop kidding now, Inigo. I'm already smiling.
  • Inigo: Oh, I'm not kidding... All the stuff about the girls—it was never part of the act.
  • Chrom: Well, that's fine...in moderation, of course. You're a strong man, Inigo, and I couldn't be prouder of you. But no one is invincible, and you shouldn't pretend to be. If something's wrong, come to me. We'll figure it out together.
  • Inigo: Father... I knew you loved me, but... Oh, thank you!
  • Chrom: Waugh! N-neck! Inigo, my neck! Too tight! C-can't breathe!
  • Inigo: I-it's your own fault! I don't think you've ever said anything like that to me before! And listen—the same goes for you. Whatever the problem, I'll help. I'll be damned if I'm going to lose you twice.
  • Chrom: And I'll be damned if I'm ever going to lose such a wonderful son.

With Male AvatarEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Hello, Avatar. You busy?
  • Avatar: No, not really. Did you need a favor?
  • Inigo: Ha ha! No, it's nothing like that. I just figured it wouldn't kill me to spend time with the fellas once in a while.
  • Avatar: Ha! You mean instead of chasing girls hither and yon? Yes, I'd say taking a break once in a while is definitely healthy.
  • Inigo: Oh! Speaking of healthy, did you try that vegetable cantina in the last town? You would not BELIEVE how cute the serving wench was!
  • Avatar: You're taking a break from chasing girls, to talk to me about...chasing girls?
  • Inigo: She actually blushed when I said hello. Talk about sweet? I could bottle that! You can't tell me you wouldn't want to share a cup of tea with a lady like that? Plus if she's blushing, that usually means she's interested. Grrrawl!
  • Avatar: I...suppose so? So what happened next? Did you have that cup of tea?
  • Inigo: ...Alas, she dashed my hopes. I asked when her shift ended, and she said "After your bedtime"! Ha! But what a wit! Ah ha! Ah ha! ...Ha.
  • Avatar: She must get many such requests. Perhaps she's simply tired of them.
  • Inigo: Or perhaps I just need to ask with more confidence! Ladies love confidence.
  • Avatar: Heh, you don't let much slow you down, do you?
  • Inigo: I can't waste time moping about one rejection when so many ladies remain! Still, thanks for cheering me on, Avatar!
  • Avatar: ...Is that what I was doing?

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Heeeeey, Avatar!
  • Avatar: Well, you sound chipper, Inigo.
  • Inigo: Of course! Nothing scares the ladies away like a frown, so I'm all smiles, all the time!
  • Avatar: It always comes back to that, doesn't it?
  • Inigo: Oh, that reminds me! So I told you about that restaurant I ate at, right? The one with the cute waitress?
  • Avatar: Let me guess: you met another woman there.
  • Inigo: She was absolutely gorgeous! And sitting just one bench away!
  • Avatar: How did I know?
  • Inigo: Well, we both finished eating, but right before I turn on the ol' Inigo charm... This huge knight lumbers up and gives me the stink eye! Well, actually he started yelling in some weird language and waving a sword around. But that's close enough to the stink eye where I come from.
  • Avatar: Sounds like you made a narrow escape.
  • Inigo: Ha! I know! I was out of there like a greased pig at the harvest festival. Even I'm not crazy enough to hit on another man's special lady friend.
  • Avatar: This could be a good learning experience. Maybe next time you'll think twice before leering at every woman you see.
  • Inigo: Oh no! The way I see it, each failure is just more practice for my next encounter! And speaking of which, there's this redhead...
  • Avatar: ...This boy is utterly hopeless. Still, I guess everyone needs a hobby. I just hope he doesn't end up on the end of a lance one day...
  • Inigo: Avatar? Avatar, are you listening to this?

A SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Say, Avatar! Got a minute?
  • Avatar: Sure, what is it?
  • Inigo: You have to listen to my tale of woe!
  • Avatar: I bet I know how it ends...
  • Inigo: I'd been hearing rave reviews about a new tavern in town, so I went for lunch. And it was amazing! Even better than what I'd heard, honestly.
  • Avatar: Oh? What's the name? I'd love to try it. And I must say, I'm surprised. I thought for sure you'd tell me about some wom—
  • Inigo: ANYWAY! When I finished eating, I went to give my compliments to the chef... And she was a TOTAL KNOCKOUT!
  • Avatar: ...Right.
  • Inigo: I told her how much I enjoyed the food, and her face just lit up! We started talking about the culinary arts, and things took off from there.
  • Avatar: Didn't you say something about this being a tale of woe?
  • Inigo: Well, at one point I mentioned how smokin' hot she was. Innocent compliment, right? Apparently not, because boy, was she mad! I apologized right away, but she wouldn't have it. She said I was more interested in her body than her food. Then she said she'd rather sleep in an iron maiden than talk to me again! ...Er, and she may have also mentioned something about a chastity belt.
  • Avatar: I suppose she wanted to be acknowledged for her skill more than her appearance.
  • Inigo: You mean she thought I had an ulterior motive for complimenting her cooking? Boy, you tacticians really are smart. After outwitting enemy generals, I bet the ladies must be easy prey.
  • Avatar: ...You get slapped a lot, don't you, Inigo?
  • Inigo: Oh yeah, all the time. I mean, when I'm not getting kneed in the groin. Still, I really mean what I said. She was an amazing chef.
  • Avatar: So the bit about her looks was...what then? Habit?
  • Inigo: Exactly! Habit! ...And THAT'S why I have to go apologize to her right now.
  • Avatar: I really don't know if that's a good—
  • Inigo: I'll apologize for the comment and tell her I loved her cooking. AND I'll tell her it would be delicious even if she was ugly enough to scare a wyvern!
  • Avatar: That's...um...not really... Oh dear.
  • Inigo: I flirt because I love, you know. The last thing I want to do is hurt people.
  • Avatar: Then perhaps you should stop hitting on every woman in sight?
  • Inigo: What? ...Don't be silly! It would be cruel to let one mistake deprive all other women of my charms!
  • Avatar: I suppose there's a kind of respectability in passion, even if it's horribly misguided.
  • Inigo: Ooh, what a great line. ...Mind if I use it?

With Male Avatar (Father)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ugh, Father! That gorgeous girl was just about to say yes to a date! JUST about to! Did you really have to drag me off like that?!
  • Avatar: We have to prepare for battle, Inigo. Everyone else is ready to march. If you're mad, be mad at yourself for losing track of time.
  • Inigo: Oh, heh heh heh... Whoops... All right, time to go trounce some enemies and find a village lass to reward my efforts!
  • Avatar: ......
  • Inigo: You're staring, Father. Is there something on my face?
  • Avatar: No. I just... I was wondering if you were like this in the future as well.
  • Inigo: Depends on what you mean by "like this," I suppose.
  • Avatar: For someone who came from an apocalyptic hellscape, you're awfully carefree. Seems like you haven't a care in the world past whose bed you'll be sharing tonight. Lucina's so driven and serious... It's strange you don't have any of that purpose.
  • Inigo: No purpose?! I'll have you know I'm EXTREMELY driven!
  • Avatar: Is that so?
  • Inigo: Indeed! I wont rest until every woman in the realm swoons at just hearing my name!
  • Avatar: ...Your purpose in life is to be popular with girls? You literally traveled across time...to be popular with girls?!
  • Inigo: To be popular with ALL girls. Genius, I know. But stop, Father. You're making me blush.
  • Avatar: I... I don't even know what to say.
  • Inigo: What? It never bothered you when Mother would blush in front of you!
  • Avatar: No, that's not what... Where do I even begin? Suddenly I'm feeling very tired... I'm going on ahead.
  • (Avatar leaves)
  • Inigo: ...... ...Not a care in the world, huh? Not a thought in my head, he means! For being such a softy with everyone else, he sure doesn't pull any punches with me..

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ow! This one's pretty bad. I can't go back to camp like this...
  • Avatar: Something wrong, Inigo? Everyone else has already headed back.
  • Inigo: F-Father?! Er, I just...thought I saw a cute milkmaid at the edge of the battlefield!
  • Avatar: ...You're a worse liar than your mother. It's obvious your leg is wounded.
  • Inigo: It's fine, it's—GYAAAH! Ow! Ow, ow ow! No, don't touch it! Don't touch it!
  • Avatar: This is a serious injury, Inigo! Why didn't you say something?
  • Inigo: What, and ruin my reputation? The ladies want Inigo the Invincible.
  • Avatar: Gods, ENOUGH, Inigo!
  • Inigo: ...Father?
  • Avatar: You can barely walk, and you're still thinking about girls?! Be serious for once! Really, why did you travel back from the future? Lucina fights so hard, but you... Honestly, I'm disappointed. You have no idea what it means to be at war.
  • Inigo: ...... You don't know a damned thing! You're the one who's clueless, Father!
  • Avatar: Wh-what?
  • Inigo: Do you think I'd be out here if I were ONLY after girls? Out here fighting every day, wondering if this is the time I don't make it home?!
  • Avatar: Inigo, I didn't—
  • Inigo: You may think me a dandy and a fool, but a lot of people depended on me in the future. Every day, I was out there fighting Risen and risking my life. With everyone looking to me to be strong, I had no choice. I HAD to be invincible. I couldn't complain or show any weakness. Not with everyone else struggling in that damn war-torn wasteland... Even with you and Mother gone, I had to pretend I was fine. That I wasn't hurting. I had to fight every day of my sorry life and wear a smile while I did it!
  • Avatar: ......
  • Inigo: ...You said I looked like I didn't have a care in the world? Well, I'm sorry to tell you, but that's not the case at all. I smile and joke around because I don't want to show any weakness... If that disappoints you...then I guess you'll just have to be disappointed.
  • Avatar: Inigo, listen...
  • Inigo: That said, I do appreciate the concern... I'll get the leg looked at.
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Avatar: ...... I... I had no idea...

A SupportEdit

  • Avatar: Inigo? I wanted to speak with you.
  • Inigo: Hey, Father! Here, have a look! My leg's all healed, see?
  • Avatar: That's good, Son.
  • Inigo: Thanks for making me get it looked at. ...And...I'm sorry to have worried you.
  • Avatar: No, I'M sorry. For what I said. It was...insensitive... You've been fighting with all you've got. I had no right to criticize you.
  • Inigo: Pfft, you still thinking about that? Ancient history. Plus...it was my fault, too.
  • Avatar: Still...
  • Inigo: Seriously, it's fine! Cheer up!
  • Avatar: Huh?
  • Inigo: You always seem so gloomy lately. Let's see a smile for once!
  • Avatar: Ah ha ha! Stop that! S-stop! It really tickles! Ha ha ha!
  • Inigo: Ha ha, there it is! That's better! I didn't come all this way to see you mope around, you know?
  • Avatar: ...That was why you came back? To make me happy?
  • Inigo: Well...yeah. You, and me, and everybody. The whole world, I guess. Anyway, I suppose I'm okay telling you that now.
  • Avatar: You can tell me anything.
  • Inigo: You say that now, but I don't want to hear any complaints once I get going! I may be all smiles on the outside, but I'm actually pretty sensitive. And pessimistic. ...Oh, and I cry at the drop of a hat. Whenever a girl turns me down, I'm a complete mess for days.
  • Avatar: Ha! You can stop kidding now, Inigo. I'm already smiling.
  • Inigo: Oh, I'm not kidding... All the stuff about the girls—it was never part of the act.
  • Avatar: Well, that's fine...in moderation, of course. You're a strong man, Inigo, and I couldn't be prouder of you. But no one is invincible, and you shouldn't pretend to be. If something's wrong, come to me. We'll figure it out together.
  • Inigo: Father... I knew you loved me, but... Oh, thank you!
  • Avatar: Waugh! N-neck! Inigo, my neck! Too tight! C-can't breathe!
  • Inigo: I-it's you're own fault! I don't think you've ever said anything like that to me before! And listen—the same goes for you. Whatever the problem, I'll help. I'll be damned if I'm going to lose you twice.
  • Avatar: And I'll be damned if I'm ever going to lose such a wonderful son.

With Female AvatarEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ah, Avatar. You're looking beautiful as always! Care to join me for some tea?
  • Avatar: Sorry, no time for anything so frivolous today.
  • Inigo: I'm deadly earnest, my lady! I assure you, there is no frivolity intended.
  • Avatar: I'd be more apt to believe you if you hadn't already invited half the ladies in the army.
  • Inigo: Well, well. Is that how it is? My heartfelt invite, earnest as earnest can be, trampled under your sweet boot!
  • Avatar: I don't think "earnest" means what you think it means. ...Especially between us.
  • Inigo: Then even more reason to talk over tea! We mustn't let these misunderstandings cloud our relationship and keep us apart.
  • Avatar: ...You're incapable of taking anything seriously, aren't you? You know, you might have better luck with women if you cut down on the glib banter.
  • Inigo: Glib banter? Moi? Why, Avatar, you do me a grave injustice! What you see as glib is the unvarnished reverence of a heart that years for love! And, strange though it may sound, I find your grumpy cynicism alluring... We must talk like this again soon!
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Avatar: ......

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Avatar! There you are! Were you afraid I'd forgotten our date? Well, put your mind at ease. Here I am!
  • Avatar: Hello, Inigo. Did all the other ladies turn you down again?
  • Inigo: ...How did you know?
  • Avatar: The only time you talk to me is when you've run out of other women. You're an incredibly easy man to read. You know that, right?
  • Inigo: *Sigh* Why are you so hostile to your poor, faithful friend, Inigo?
  • Avatar: Please. Don't look at me with that hangdog expression. I'm sure you'll find another young lass who'll fall for your questionable charms.
  • Inigo: Of course I will! ...Won't! I meant, of course I won't! I need no other woman but you!
  • Avatar: ......
  • Inigo: Er...
  • Avatar: ......
  • Inigo: S-stop staring at me like that. It's making me uncomfortable. Besides, it...it won't work. I'm telling you the truth!
  • Avatar: Oh, really? Look into my eyes, and tell me that again.
  • Inigo: I... I'm not lying... T-truly, I'm not... ARGH! Okay, you win! I'm lying! Damn it, Avatar! I just can't get anything past you, can I?
  • Avatar: The sooner you learn that, the better. When you see a woman, all you think of is how to seduce her. Everyone knows it.
  • Inigo: Waaait a minute... I see what's happening... You're jealous! I'm flattered, of course, but I must confess I'm also a bit disappointed. I didn't imagine a lady of your stature to succumb to the green-eyed monster.
  • Avatar: Oh, for the love of... Nothing could be further from the truth!
  • Inigo: Oh, I think I touched a nerve...
  • Avatar: Gods, but talking to you is an infuriating experience! Why don't you try doing something useful? Outside of battle, I mean. If you managed that even once, I might consider having tea with you. But as it is—
  • Inigo: Aha! Then we have a deal! ...And I'll be leaving now, before you can change your mind. Ta-ta!
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Avatar: Wait! Inigo! I was just... *Siiiiiiiiigh*

A SupportEdit

  • Inigo: ...This is for you, just for being you. A little token of my gratitude.
  • Avatar: ...Is that Inigo over there? What's he up to? Looks like he has a present for that soldier. Trying to seduce her, no doubt. *Sigh* The fool truly is incorrigible. So much wasted potential...
  • Inigo: Ah, Avatar! Perfect timing! Here, I have a present for you, too. It's a salve I bought in town. The salesman said it has amazing healing and restorative powers.
  • Avatar: Oh! That's actually really nice of you, Inig... ARGH! Wait, what am I doing?! I won't be wooed with gifts!
  • Inigo: Wait... You thought...? That I...? WAA HA HA HA HAAA!
  • Avatar: Why are you laughing?
  • Inigo: Ha ha ha ha! Ha ha! Hoooooo... S-sorry... Got to catch...breath... I'm not trying to buy your affections. Or anyone else's! The very idea!
  • Avatar: Then what ARE you doing?
  • Inigo: Well, I noticed that a lot of our soldiers are getting worn down with all this fighting. I thought I'd lift people's spirits with little pick-me-up presents.
  • Avatar: Then why are you only giving it to the women?
  • Inigo: I'm not! I've been giving something to everyone.
  • Avatar: Oh. I just assumed that... I mean... Yes, well. Sorry about that. I must say, it's a very clever idea. I didn't think you had it in you.
  • Inigo: I don't know if it's clever... I just like to make my friends happy is all. We have to pitch in and help out however we can, right?
  • Avatar: ...You are full of surprises today, Inigo.
  • Inigo: I know! I'm kind of surprised myself! ...Sooo, not so bad, am I?
  • Avatar: Well, I thought you were pretty horrible before, so maybe not "so" bad, but...
  • Inigo: Heh, I'll take it! ...And I'll take my exit before you change your mind! Ta-ta!
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Avatar: ...... Heh, yes, not SO bad, I suppose...

S SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ah, Avatar. Today your beauty shines more radiantly than ever!
  • Avatar: Ah, Inigo. Today your idle flattery is as predictable as always.
  • Inigo: On the contrary! When it comes to wooing, I have been the very model of restraint.
  • Avatar: Oh? How unlike you.
  • Inigo: Lately, I've only talked to women in order to strengthen our bonds as fellow soldiers. ...In truth, I hope to settle down and spend more time with the person I love.
  • Avatar: What?! No... You have a... *ahem* I mean, who's the lucky lady?
  • Inigo: Who? Ha ha! Oh my, you're putting me on the spot here. I thought that you might have already guessed. ...Sensitive woman that you are.
  • Avatar: I don't think I follow.
  • Inigo: Look, it's like this... The person I love more than anyone... Well, it's YOU!
  • Avatar: Wait, what?! ME?! Where on earth is this coming from?
  • Inigo: I've felt like this for a long time... I just haven't had the courage to tell you. A man like me—a foolish, frivolous man—needs someone like you... Someone to tell me what's what. To show me the right path. To keep me in line...
  • Avatar: Oh, good heavens.
  • Inigo: Then this confession is all in vain? You truly hate me?
  • Avatar: I don't hate you, Inigo.
  • Inigo: Then...is there a chance we can be together?
  • Avatar: Well...yes. Yes, there is. A good chance. But only if you promise that you'll stop trying to woo other women.
  • Inigo: ...Really? Do I have to? I mean, that's really asking a lot, considering... Er, I mean, if that's what you REALLY want, I'll...do my best.
  • Avatar: You'll what?!
  • Inigo: Ha ha! A jest, my lady, a jest! Avatar, I promise I will have eyes for no one but you.
  • Inigo: I used to say this to all the ladies, but... You are truly the only one for me.

With Frederick (Father)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ugh, Father! That gorgeous girl was just about to say yes to a date! JUST about to! Did you really have to drag me off like that?!
  • Frederick: We have a battle to prepare for, Inigo. Everyone else is ready to march. If you're mad, be mad at yourself for losing track of time.
  • Inigo: Oh, heh heh heh... Whoops... All right, time to go trounce some enemies and find a village lass to reward my efforts!
  • Frederick: ......
  • Inigo: You're staring, Father. Is there something on my face?
  • Frederick: No. I was just wondering if you were like this in the future as well.
  • Inigo: Depends on what you mean by "like this", I suppose.
  • Frederick: For someone who came from an apocalyptic hellscape, you're awfully carefree. It seems like you haven't a care in the world past whose bed you'll be sharing tonight. Lucina's so driven and serious... It's strange you don't have any of that purpose.
  • Inigo: No purpose?! I'll have you know I'm EXTREMELY driven!
  • Frederick: Is that so?
  • Inigo: Indeed! I will not rest until every woman in the realm swoons at just hearing my name!
  • Frederick: ...Your purpose in life is to be popular with girls? You literally traveled across time...to be popular with girls?!
  • Inigo: To be popular with ALL girls. Genius, I know. But stop, Father. You're making me blush.
  • Frederick: I... I don't even know what to say.
  • Inigo: What? It never bothered you when Mother would blush in front of you!
  • Frederick: No, that's not what... Where do I even begin? Suddenly I'm feeling very tired... I'm going on ahead.
  • (Frederick leaves)
  • Inigo: ...... ...Not a care in the world, huh? Not a thought in my head, he means! Yeash...He's just as hard on his own blood as he is on everyone else.

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ow! This one's pretty bad. I can't go back to camp like this...
  • Frederick: Something wrong, Inigo? Everyone else has already headed back.
  • Inigo: F-Father?! Er, I just...thought I saw a cute milkmaid at the edge of the battlefield!
  • Frederick: ...You're a worse liar than your mother. It's obvious your leg is wounded.
  • Inigo: It's fine, it's—GYAAAH! Ow! Ow, ow ow! No, don't touch it! Don't touch it!
  • Frederick: This is a serious injury, Inigo! Why didn't you say something?
  • Inigo: What, and ruin my reputation? The ladies want Inigo the Invincible.
  • Frederick: That is ENOUGH!
  • Inigo: ...Father?
  • Frederick: You can barely walk, and you're still thinking about girls?! Be serious for once! Really, why did you travel back from the future? Lucina fights so hard, but you... Honestly, I'm disappointed. You have no idea what it means to be at war.
  • Inigo: ...... You don't know a damned thing! You're the one who's clueless, Father!
  • Frederick: Wh-what?
  • Inigo: Do you think I'd be out here if I were ONLY after girls? Out here fighting every day, wondering if this is the time I don't make it home?!
  • Frederick: Inigo, I didn't—
  • Inigo: You may think me a dandy and a fool, but a lot of people depended on me in the future. Every day, I was out there fighting Risen and risking my life. With everyone looking to me to be strong, I had no choice, I HAD to be invincible. I couldn't complain or show any weakness. Not with everyone else struggling in that damn war-torn wasteland... Even with you and Mother gone, I had to pretend I was fine. That I wasn't hurting. I had to fight every day of my sorry life and wear a smile while I did it!
  • Frederick: ......
  • Inigo: ...You said I looked like I didn't have a care in the world? Well, I'm sorry to tell you, but that's not the case at all. I smile and joke around because I don't want to show the world any weakness... If that disappoints you...then I guess you'll just have to be disappointed.
  • Frederick: Inigo, listen...
  • Inigo: That said, I do appreciate the concern... I'll get the leg looked at.
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Frederick: ...... I... I had no idea...

A SupportEdit

  • Frederick: Inigo? I wanted to speak with you.
  • Inigo: Hey, Father! Here, have a look! My leg's all healed, see?
  • Frederick: That's good, Son.
  • Inigo: Thanks for having me get it looked at. ...And...I'm sorry to have worried you.
  • Frederick: No, I'M sorry. For what I said. It was...insensitive... You've been fighting with all your might. I had no right to criticize you.
  • Inigo: Pfft, you still thinking about that? Ancient history. Plus...it was my fault, too.
  • Frederick: Still...
  • Inigo: Seriously, it's fine! Cheer up!
  • Frederick: Hmm?
  • Inigo: You always seem so gloomy lately. Let's see a smile for once!
  • Frederick: Ah ha ha! Stop that! S-stop! That tickles! Ha ha ha!
  • Inigo: Ha ha, there it is! That's better! I didn't come all this way to see you mope around, you know?
  • Frederick: ...That was why you came back? To make me happy?
  • Inigo: Well...yeah. you, and me, and everybody. The whole world, I guess. Anyway, I suppose I'm okay telling you this now.
  • Frederick: You can tell me anything.
  • Inigo: You say that now, but I don't want to hear any complaints once I get going! I may be all smiles on the outside, but I'm actually pretty sensitive. And pessimistic. ...Oh, and I cry at the drop of a hat. Whenever a girl turns me down, I'm a complete mess for days.
  • Frederick: Ha. You can stop kidding now, Inigo. I'm already smiling.
  • Inigo: Oh, I'm not kidding... All that stuff about the girls—it was never part of the act.
  • Frederick: That's fine...in moderation, of course. You're a strong man, Inigo, and I couldn't be prouder of you. But no one is invincible, and you shouldn't pretend to be. If something's wrong, come to me. We'll figure it out together.
  • Inigo: Father... I knew you loved me, but... Oh, thank you!
  • Frederick: Waugh! N-neck! Inigo, my neck! Too tight! C-can't breathe!
  • Inigo: I-it's your own fault! I don't think you've ever said anything like that to me before! And listen—the same goes for you. Whatever the problem, I'll help. I'll be damned if I'm going to lose you twice.
  • Frederick: And I'll be damned if I'm ever going to lose such a wonderful son.

With Virion (Father)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ugh, Father! That gorgeous girl was just about to say yes to a date! JUST about to! Did you really have to drag me off like that?!
  • Virion: Hunting the fairer sex is indeed a noble pursuit, as I know better than most... But we have a battle to prepare for, Inigo. Everyone else is ready to march. If you're mad, be mad at yourself for losing track of time.
  • Inigo: Oh, heh heh heh... Whoops... All right, time to go trounce some enemies and find a village lass to reward my efforts!
  • Virion: ......
  • Inigo: You're staring, Father. Is there something on my face?
  • Virion: No, I just... I was wondering if you were like this in the future as well.
  • Inigo: Depends on what you mean by "like this," I suppose.
  • Virion: For someone who came from an apocalyptic hellscape, you're awfully carefree. Seems like you haven't a care in the world past whose bed you'll be sharing tonight. Lucina's so driven and serious... It's strange you don't have any of that purpose.
  • Inigo: No purpose?! I'll have you know I'm EXTREMELY driven!
  • Virion: Are you, now?
  • Inigo: Indeed! I will not rest until every woman in the realm swoons at just hearing my name!
  • Virion: ...Your purpose in life is to be popular with women? You literally traveled across time... to be popular with women?!
  • Inigo: To be popular with ALL women. Genius, I know. But stop, Father. You're making me blush.
  • Virion: I am...speechless...
  • Inigo: What? It never bothered you when Mother would blush in front of you!
  • Virion: It's as if you only inherited one aspect of my... Ahh, never mind. Suddenly I'm feeling very tired... I'm going on ahead.
  • Inigo: ...... ...Not a care in the world, huh? Not a thought in my head, he means! For being such a softy with everyone else, he sure doesn't pull any punches with me...

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ow! This one's pretty bad. I can't go to camp like this...
  • Virion: Something wrong, Inigo? Everyone else has already headed back.
  • Inigo: F-Father?! Er, I just...thought I saw a cute milkmaid at the edge of the battlefield!
  • Virion: ...You're a worse liar than your mother. It's obvious your leg is wounded.
  • Inigo: It's fine, it's—GYAAAH! Ow! Ow, ow ow! No, don't touch it! Don't touch it!
  • Virion: This is a serious injury, Inigo! Why didn't you say something?
  • Inigo: What, and ruin my reputation? The ladies want Inigo the Invincible.
  • Virion: That is ENOUGH, Inigo!
  • Inigo: ...Father?
  • Virion: You can barely walk, and you're still thinking about girls?! Be serious for once! Really, why did you travel back from the future? Lucina fights so hard, but you... Honestly, I'm disappointed. You have no idea what it means to be at war.
  • Inigo: ...... You don't know a damned thing! You're the one who's clueless, Father!
  • Virion: Wh-what?
  • Inigo: Do you think I'd be out here if I were ONLY after girls? Out here fighting every day, wondering if this is the time I don't make it home?!
  • Virion: Inigo, I did not—
  • Inigo: You may think me a dandy and a fool, but a lot of people depended on me in the future. Every day, I was out there fighting Risen and risking my life. With everyone looking to me to be strong, I had no choice. I HAD to be invincible. I couldn't complain or show weakness. Not with everyone else struggling in that damn war-torn wasteland... Even with you and Mother gone, I had to pretend I was fine. That I wasn't hurting. I had to fight every day of my sorry life and wear a smile while I did it!
  • Virion: ......
  • Inigo: ...You said I looked like I didn't have a care in the world? Well, I'm sorry to tell you, but that's not the case at all. I smile and joke around because I don't want to show the world any weakness... If that disappoints you...then I guess you'll just have to be disappointed.
  • Virion: Inigo, listen...
  • Inigo: That said, I do appreciate the concern... I'll get the leg looked at.
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Virion: ...... I... I had no idea...

A SupportEdit

  • Virion: Inigo? I wanted to speak with you.
  • Inigo: Hey, Father! Here, have a look! My leg's all healed, see?
  • Virion: That's good, Son.
  • Inigo: Thanks for making me get it looked at. ...And...I'm sorry to have worried you.
  • Virion: No, I'M sorry. For what I said. It was insensitive of me. You've been fighting with all you've got. I had no right to criticize you.
  • Inigo: Pfft, you still thinking about that? Ancient history. Plus...it was my fault, too.
  • Virion: Still...
  • Inigo: Seriously, it's fine! Cheer up!
  • Virion: Huh?
  • Inigo: You always seem so gloomy lately. Let's see a smile for once!
  • Virion: Ah ha ha! Stop that! S-stop! It really tickles! Ha ha ha!
  • Inigo: Ha ha, there it is! That's better! I didn't come all this way to see you mope around, you know?
  • Virion: ...That was why you came back? To make me happy?
  • Inigo: Well...yeah. You, and me, and everybody. The whole world, I guess. Anyway, I suppose I'm okay telling you that now.
  • Virion: You can tell me anything.
  • Inigo: You say that now, but I don't want to hear any complaints once I get going! I may be all smiles on the outside, but I'm actually pretty sensitive. And pessimistic. ...Oh, and I cry at the drop of a hat. Whenever a girl turns me down, I'm a complete mess for days.
  • Virion: Ha! You can stop kidding now, Inigo. I am already smiling.
  • Inigo: Oh, I'm not kidding... All that stuff about the girls—it was never part of the act.
  • Virion: Well, that's fine...in moderation, of course. Heaven knows, I can relate... You're a strong man, Inigo, and I couldn't be prouder of you. But no one is invincible, and you shouldn't pretend to be. If something's wrong, come to me. We'll figure it out together.
  • Inigo: Father... I knew you loved me, but... Oh, thank you!
  • Virion: Waugh! N-neck! Inigo, my neck! Too tight! C-can't breathe!
  • Inigo: I-it's your own fault! I don't think you've ever said anything like that to me before! And listen—the same goes for you. Whatever the problem, I'll help. I'll be damned if I'm going to lose you twice.
  • Virion: And I'll be damned if I'm ever going to lose such a wonderful son.

With Stahl (Father)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ugh, Father! That gorgeous girl was just about to say yes to a date! JUST about to! Did you really have to drag me off like that?!
  • Stahl: We have a battle to prepare for, Inigo. Everyone else is ready to march. If you're mad, be mad at yourself for losing track of time.
  • Inigo: Oh, heh heh heh... Whoops... All right, time to go trounce some enemies and find a village lass to reward my efforts!
  • Stahl: ......
  • Inigo: You're staring, Father. Is there something on my face?
  • Stahl: No. I just... I was wondering if you were like this in the future as well.
  • Inigo: Depends on what you mean by "like this," I suppose.
  • Stahl: For someone who came from an apocalyptic hellscape, you're awfully carefree. Seems like you haven't a care in the world past whose bed you'll be sharing tonight. Lucina's so driven and serious... It's strange you don't have any of that purpose.
  • Inigo: No purpose?! I'll have you know I'm EXTREMELY driven!
  • Stahl: Oh, is that so?
  • Inigo: Indeed! I will not rest until every woman in the realm swoons at just hearing my name!
  • Stahl: ...Your purpose in life is to be popular with girls? You literally traveled across time...to be popular with girls?!
  • Inigo: To be popular with ALL girls. Genius, I know. But stop, Father. You're making me blush.
  • Stahl: I... I don't even know what to say.
  • Inigo: What? It never bothered you when Mother would blush in front of you!
  • Stahl: No, that's not what... Where do I even begin? Suddenly I'm feeling very tired... I'm going on ahead.
  • (Stahl leaves)
  • Inigo: ...... ...Not a care in the world, huh? Not a thought in my head, he means! For being such a softy with everyone else, he sure doesn't pull any punches with me...

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ow! This one's pretty bad. I can't go back to camp like this...
  • Stahl: Something wrong, Inigo? Everyone else has already headed back.
  • Inigo: F-Father?! Er, I just...thought I saw a cute milkmaid at the edge of the battlefield!
  • Stahl: ...You're a worse liar than your mother. It's obvious your leg is wounded.
  • Inigo: It's fine, it's—GYAAAH! Ow! Ow, ow ow! No, don't touch it! Don't touch it!
  • Stahl: This is a serious injury, Inigo! Why didn't you say something?
  • Inigo: What, and ruin my reputation? The ladies want Inigo the Invincible.
  • Stahl: Gods, ENOUGH, Inigo!
  • Inigo: ...Father?
  • Stahl: You can barely walk, and you're still thinking about girls?! Be serious for once! Really, why did you travel back from the future? Lucina fights so hard, but you... Honestly, I'm disappointed. You have no idea what it means to be at war.
  • Inigo: ...... You don't know a damned thing! You're the one who's clueless, Father!
  • Stahl: Wh-what?
  • Inigo: Do you think I'd be out here if I were ONLY after girls? Out here fighting every day, wondering if this is the time I don't make it home?!
  • Stahl: Inigo, I didn't—
  • Inigo: You may think me a dandy and a fool, but a lot of people depend on me in the future. Every day, I was out there fighting Risen and risking my life. With everyone looking to me to be strong, I had no choice. I HAD to be invincible. I couldn't complain or show any weakness. Not with everyone else struggling in that damn war-torn wasteland... Even with you and Mother gone, I had to pretend I was fine. That I wasn't hurting. I had to fight every day of my sorry life and wear a smile while I did it!
  • Stahl: ......
  • Inigo: ...You said I looked like I didn't have a care in the world? Well, sorry to tell you, but that's not all the case at all. I smile and joke around because I don't want to show the world any weakness... If that disappoints you...then I guess you'll just have to be disappointed.
  • Stahl: Inigo, listen...
  • Inigo: That said, I do appreciate the concern... I'll get the leg looked at.
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Stahl: ...... I... I had no idea...

A SupportEdit

  • Stahl: Inigo. I wanted to speak with you.
  • Inigo: Hey, Father! Here, have a look! My leg's all healed, see?
  • Stahl: That's good, Son.
  • Inigo: Thanks for making me get it looked at. ...And... I'm sorry to have worried you.
  • Stahl: No, I'M sorry. For what I said. It was...insensitive.... You've been fighting with all you've got. I had no right to criticize you.
  • Inigo: Pfft, you still thinking about that? Ancient history. Plus...it was my fault, too.
  • Stahl: Still...
  • Inigo: Seriously, it's fine! Cheer up!
  • Stahl: Huh?
  • Inigo: You always seem so gloomy lately. Let's see a smile for once!
  • Stahl: Ah ha ha! Stop that! S-stop! It really tickles! Ha ha ha!
  • Inigo: Ha ha, there it is! That's better! I didn't come all this way to see you mope around, you know?
  • Stahl: ...That was why you came back? To make me happy?
  • Inigo: Well...yeah. You, and me, and everybody. The whole world, I guess. Anyway, I suppose I'm okay telling you that now.
  • Stahl: You can tell me anything.
  • Inigo: You say that now, but I don't want to hear any complaints once I get going! I may be all smiles on the outside, but I'm actually pretty sensitive. And pessimistic. ...Oh, and I cry at the drop of a hat. Whenever a girl turns me down, I'm a complete mess for days.
  • Stahl: Ha! You can stop kidding now, Inigo. I'm already smiling.
  • Inigo: Oh, I'm not kidding... All the stuff about the girls—it was never a part of the act.
  • Stahl: Well, that's fine...in moderation, of course. You're a strong man, Inigo, and I couldn't be prouder of you. But no one is invincible, and you shouldn't pretend to be. If something's wrong, come to me. We'll figure it out together.
  • Inigo: Father... I knew you loved me, but... Oh, thank you!
  • Stahl: Waugh! N-neck! Inigo, my neck! Too tight! C-can't breathe!
  • Inigo: I-it's your own fault! I don't think you've ever said anything like that to me before! And listen—the same goes for you. Whatever the problem, I'll help. I'll be damned if I'm going to lose you twice.
  • Stahl: And I'll be damned if I'm ever going to lose such a wonderful son.

With Vaike (Father)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ugh, Father! That gorgeous girl was just about to say yes to a date! JUST about to! Did you really have to drag me off like that?!
  • Vaike: We've got a battle to prepare for, Inigo! Everyone else is ready to march. If you're mad, be mad at yourself for losing track of time.
  • Inigo: Oh, heh heh heh... Whoops... All right, time to go trounce some enemies and find a village lass to reward my efforts!
  • Vaike: ......
  • Inigo: You're staring, Father. Is there something on my face?
  • Vaike: No. I was just wonderin' if you were like this in the future, too.
  • Inigo: Depends on what you mean by "like this," I suppose.
  • Vaike: For someone who came from an apocalyptic hellscape, you're awfully carefree. Seems like you haven't a care in the world past whose bed you'll be sharing tonight. Lucina's so driven and serious... It's strange you don't have any of that purpose.
  • Inigo: No purpose?! I'll have you know I'm EXTREMELY driven!
  • Vaike: Is that so? The Vaike is listening...
  • Inigo: Indeed! I will not rest until every woman in the realm swoons at just hearing my name!
  • Vaike: ...Your purpose in life is to be popular with girls? You literally traveled across time...to be popular with girls?!
  • Inigo: To be popular with ALL girls. Genius, I know. But stop, Father. You're making me blush.
  • Vaike: I'm at a loss for words!
  • Inigo: Why? It never bothered you when Mother would blush in front of you!
  • Vaike: No, that ain't the... Ahh, never mind. Talkin' with you is exhausting. I'm goin' on ahead.
  • Inigo: ...... ...Not a care in the world, eh? Not a thought in my head, he means! For being such a softy with everyone else, he sure doesn't pull any punches with me...

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ow! This one's pretty bad. I can't go back to camp like this...
  • Vaike: Somethin' wrong, Inigo? Everyone else has already headed back.
  • Inigo: F-Father?! Er, I just...thought I saw a cute milkmaid at the edge of the battlefield!
  • Vaike: Hah! You're a worse liar than your mother! It's obvious your leg is wounded.
  • Inigo: It's fine, it's—GYAAAH! Ow! Ow, ow ow! No, don't touch it! Don't touch it!
  • Vaike: This is a serious injury, Inigo! Why didn't ya say somethin'?
  • Inigo: What, and ruin my reputation? The ladies want Inigo the Invincible.
  • Vaike: All right, that's ENOUGH!
  • Inigo: ...Father?
  • Vaike: You can barely walk, and you're still thinkin' about girls?! Be serious for once! Really, why did you travel back from the future? Lucina fights so hard, but you... Honestly, I'm disappointed. You got no idea what it means to be at war.
  • Inigo: ...... You don't know a damned thing! You're the one who's clueless, Father!
  • Vaike: Wh-what?
  • Inigo: Do you think I'd be out here if I were ONLY after girls? Out here fighting every day, wondering if this is the time I don't make it home?!
  • Vaike: Inigo, I didn't—
  • Inigo: You may think me a dandy and a fool, but a lot of people depended on me in the future. Every day, I was out there fighting Risen and risking my life. With everyone looking to me to be strong, I had no choice. I HAD to be invincible. I couldn't complain or show any weakness. Not with everyone else struggling in that damn war-torn wasteland... Even with you and Mother gone, I had to pretend I was fine. That I wasn't hurting. I had to fight every day of my sorry life and wear a smile while I did it!
  • Vaike: ......
  • Inigo: ...You said I looked like I didn't have a care in the world? Well, I'm sorry to tell you, but that's not the case at all. I smile and joke around because I don't want to show the world any weakness... If that disappoints you...then I guess you'll just have to be disappointed.
  • Vaike: Inigo, listen...
  • Inigo: That said, I do appreciate the concern... I'll get the leg looked at.
  • Vaike: ...... I... I had no idea...

A SupportEdit

  • Vaike: Inigo! I wanted to speak with you.
  • Inigo: Hey, Father! Here, have a look! My leg's all healed, see?
  • Vaike: Heck, that's great!
  • Inigo: Thanks for making me get it looked at. ...And...I'm sorry to have worried you.
  • Vaike: No, I'M sorry! For what I said. It was...insensitive... You've been fightin' with all you've got. I got no right to criticize you.
  • Inigo: Pfft, you still thinking about that? Ancient history. Plus...it was my fault, too.
  • Vaike: Still...
  • Inigo: Seriously, it's fine! Cheer up!
  • Vaike: Huh?
  • Inigo: You always seem so gloomy lately. Let's see a smile for once!
  • Vaike: Ah ha ha! Stop that! S-stop! It really tickles! Ha ha ha!
  • Inigo: Ha ha, there it is! That's better! I didn't come all this way to see you mope around, you know?
  • Vaike: ...That was why you came back? To make the Vaike happy?
  • Inigo: Well...yeah. You, and me, and everybody. The whole world, I guess. Anyway, I suppose I'm okay telling you that now.
  • Vaike: Hell, you can tell me anything!
  • Inigo: You say that now, but I don't want to hear any complaints once I get going! I may be all smiles on the outside, but I'm actually pretty sensitive. And pessimistic. ...Oh, and I cry at the drop of a hat. Whenever a girl turns me down, I'm a complete mess for days.
  • Vaike: Ha! You can stop kiddin' now, Inigo. I'm already smilin'.
  • Inigo: Oh, I'm not kidding... All the stuff about the girls—it was never part of the act.
  • Vaike: Hey, the Vaike loves the ladies, so I can't hold it against ya. You're a strong man, Inigo, and I couldn't be prouder of ya. But no one is invincible, and ya shouldn't pretend to be. If somethin's wrong, come to me. We'll figure it out together.
  • Inigo: Father... I knew you loved me, but... Oh, thank you!
  • Vaike: Waugh! N-neck! Inigo, my neck! Too tight! C-can't breathe!
  • Inigo: I-it's your own fault! I don't think you've ever said anything like that to me before! And listen—the same goes for you. Whatever the problem, I'll help. I'll be damned if I'm going to lose you twice.
  • Vaike: And I'll be damned if I'm ever gonna lose such a wonderful son!

With Kellam (Father)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ugh, Father! That gorgeous girl was just about to say yes to a date! JUST about to! Did you really have to drag me off like that?!
  • Kellam: We have a battle to prepare for, Inigo. Everyone else is ready to march. If you're mad, be mad at yourself for losing track of time.
  • Inigo: Oh, heh heh heh... Whoops... All right, time to go trounce some enemies and find a village lass to reward my efforts!
  • Kellam: ......
  • Inigo: You're staring, Father. Is there something on my face?
  • Kellam: No. I just... I was wondering if you were like this in the future as well.
  • Inigo: Depends on what you mean by "like this," I suppose.
  • Kellam: For someone who came from an apocalyptic hellscape, you're awfully carefree. Seems like you haven't a care in the world past whose bed you'll be sharing tonight. Lucina's so driven and serious... It's strange you don't have any of that purpose.
  • Inigo: No purpose?! I'll have you know I'm EXTREMELY driven!
  • Kellam: Is that really true?
  • Inigo: Indeed! I will not rest until every woman in the realm swoons at just hearing my name!
  • Kellam: ...Your purpose in life is to be popular with girls? You literally traveled across time...to be popular with girls?!
  • Inigo: To be popular with ALL girls. Genius, I know. But stop, Father. You're making me blush.
  • Kellam: I'm not sure what to say...
  • Inigo: What? It never bothered you when Mother would blush in front of you!
  • Kellam: No, that's not what... Where do I even begin? Suddenly I'm feeling very tired... I'm going on ahead.
  • Inigo: ...... ...Not a care in the world, huh? Not a thought in my head, he means! For being such a softy with everyone else, he sure doesn't pull any punches with me...

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ow! This one's pretty bad. I can't go back to camp like this...
  • Kellam: Something wrong, Inigo? Everyone else has already headed back.
  • Inigo: F-Father?! Er, I just...thought I saw a cute milkmaid at the edge of the battlefield!
  • Kellam: ...You're a worse liar than your mother. It's obvious your leg is wounded.
  • Inigo: It's fine, it's—GYAAAH! Ow! Ow, ow ow! No, don't touch it! Don't touch it!
  • Kellam: This is a serious injury, Inigo! Why didn't you say something?
  • Inigo: What, and ruin my reputation? The ladies want Inigo the Invincible.
  • Kellam: Gods, ENOUGH, Inigo!
  • Inigo: ...Father?
  • Kellam: You can barely walk, and you're still thinking about girls?! Be serious for once! Really, why did you travel back from the future? Lucina fights so hard, but you... Honestly, I'm disappointed. You have no idea what it means to be at war.
  • Inigo: ...... You don't know a damned thing! You're the one who's clueless, Father!
  • Kellam: Wh-what?
  • Inigo: Do you think I'd be out here if I were ONLY after girls? Out here fighting every day, wondering if this is the time I don't make it home?!
  • Kellam: Inigo, I didn't—
  • Inigo: You may think me a dandy and a fool, but a lot of people depended on me in the future. Every day, I was out there fighting Risen and risking my life. With everyone looking to me to be strong, I had no choice. I HAD to be invincible. I couldn't complain or show any weakness. Not with everyone else struggling in that damn war-torn wasteland... Even with you and Mother gone, I had to pretend I was fine. That I wasn't hurting. I had to fight every day of my sorry life and wear a smile while I did it!
  • Kellam: ......
  • Inigo: ...You said I looked like I didn't have a care in the world? Well, I'm sorry to tell you, but that's not the case at all. I smile and joke around because I don't want to show the world any weakness... If that disappoints you...then I guess you'll just have to be disappointed.
  • Kellam: Inigo, listen...
  • Inigo: That said, I do appreciate the concern... I'll get the leg looked at.
  • Kellam: I... I had no idea...

A SupportEdit

  • Kellam: Inigo? I wanted to speak with you.
  • Inigo: Hey, Father! Here, have a look! My leg's all healed, see?
  • Kellam: That's good, Son.
  • Inigo: Thanks for making me get it looked at. ...And...I'm sorry to have worried you.
  • Kellam: No, I'M sorry. For what I said. It was...insensitive.... You've been fighting with all you've got. I had no right to criticize you.
  • Inigo: Pfft, you still thinking about that? Ancient history. Plus...it was my fault, too.
  • Kellam: Still...
  • Inigo: Seriously, it's fine! Cheer up!
  • Kellam: Huh?
  • Inigo: You always seem so gloomy lately. Let's see a smile for once!
  • Kellam: Ah ha ha! Stop that! S-stop! It really tickles! Ha ha ha!
  • Inigo: Ha ha, there it is! That's better! I didn't come all this way to see you mope around, you know?
  • Kellam: ...That was why you came back? To make me happy?
  • Inigo: Well...yeah. You, and me, and everybody. The whole world, I guess. Anyway, I suppose I'm okay telling you that now.
  • Kellam: You can tell me anything.
  • Inigo: You say that now, but I don't want to hear any complaints once I get going! I may be all smiles on the outside, but I'm actually pretty sensitive. And pessimistic. ...Oh, and I cry at the drop of a hat. Whenever a girl turns me down, I'm a complete mess for days.
  • Kellam: Ha! You can stop kidding now, Inigo. I'm already smiling.
  • Inigo: Oh, I'm not kidding... All the stuff about the girls—it was never part of the act.
  • Kellam: Well, that's fine...in moderation, of course. You're a strong man, Inigo, and I couldn't be prouder of you. But no one is invincible, and you shouldn't pretend to be. If something's wrong, come to me. We'll figure it out together.
  • Inigo: Father... I knew you loved me, but... Oh, thank you!
  • Kellam: Waugh! N-neck! Inigo, my neck! Too tight! C-can't breathe!
  • Inigo: I-it's your own fault! I don't think you've ever said anything like that to me before! And listen—the same goes for you. Whatever the problem, I'll help. I'll be damned if I'm going to lose you twice.
  • Kellam: And I'll be damned if I'm ever going to lose such a wonderful son.

With Donnel (Father)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ugh, Father! That gorgeous girl was just about to say yes to a date! JUST about to! Did you really have to drag me off like that?!
  • Donnel: We gots us a battle to prepare for! Everyone else is fixed to march. If yer mad, be mad at yerself for losin' track of time.
  • Inigo: Oh, heh heh heh... Whoops... All right, time to go trounce some enemies and find a village lass to reward my efforts!
  • Donnel: ......
  • Inigo: You're staring, Father. Is there something on my face?
  • Donnel: Nah. I just got to wonderin' if you was like this in the future, too.
  • Inigo: Depends on what you mean by "like this," I suppose.
  • Donnel: For someone who hails from an apocalyptic hellscape, ya sure are carefree. Seems like you ain't got a care in the world past whose bed you'll be sharin'. Lucina's so driven and serious... It's strange you ain't got none of that purpose.
  • Inigo: No purpose?! I'll have you know I'm EXTREMELY driven!
  • Donnel: Oh, ya are, are ya?
  • Inigo: Indeed! I will not rest until every woman in the realm swoons at just hearing my name!
  • Donnel: Yer purpose in life is to be popular with the ladies? You literally jumped through time...just to be popular with some ladies?!
  • Inigo: To be popular with ALL girls. Genius, I know. But stop, Father. You're making me blush.
  • Donnel: I'm more than a mite disturbed, Son.
  • Inigo: What? It never bothered you when Mother would blush in front of you!
  • Donnel: No, that's not what... Where do I even start? Ah, horsefeathers! Yakkin' with you plumb tuckers me out. I'm goin' on ahead.
  • Inigo: ...... ...Not a care in the world, huh? Not a thought in my head, he means! For being such a softy with everyone else, he sure doesn't pull any punches with me...

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ow! This one's pretty bad. I can't go back to camp like this...
  • Donnel: Somethin' wrong, Inigo? Everyone else's already headed on back.
  • Inigo: F-Father?! Er, I just...thought I saw a cute milkmaid at the edge of the battlefield!
  • Donnel: ...Yer a worse liar than your ma! It's obvious that there leg is sore.
  • Inigo: It's fine, it's—GYAAAH! Ow! Ow, ow ow! No, don't touch it! Don't touch it!
  • Donnel: This is a serious injury, Son! Why didn't ya say somethin' earlier?
  • Inigo: What, and ruin my reputation? The ladies want Inigo the Invincible.
  • Donnel: Dagnubbit, that's ENOUGH!
  • Inigo: ...Father?
  • Donnel: You can barely walk, and yer still thinkin' 'bout girls?! Be serious fer once! Really, why'd ya travel back here from the future? Lucina fights tooth'n nail, but you... I'm plumb disappointed. You got no idea what it means to be at war.
  • Inigo: ...... You don't know a damned thing! You're the one who's clueless, Father!
  • Donnel: Hey now!
  • Inigo: Do you think I'd be out here if I were ONLY after girls? Out here fighting every day, wondering if this is the time I don't make it home?!
  • Donnel: Son, I didn't—
  • Inigo: You may think me a dandy and a fool, but a lot of people depended on me in the future. Every day, I was out there fighting Risen and risking my life. With everyone looking to me to be strong, I had no choice. I HAD to be invincible. I couldn't complain or show any weakness. Not with everyone else struggling in that damn war-torn wasteland... Even with you and Mother gone, I had to pretend I was fine. That I wasn't hurting. I had to fight every day of my sorry life and wear a smile while I did it!
  • Donnel: ......
  • Inigo: ...You said I looked like I didn't have a care in the world? Well, I'm sorry to tell you, but that's not the case at all. I smile and joke around because I don't want to show the world any weakness... If that disappoints you...then I guess you'll just have to be disappointed.
  • Donnel: Son, listen...
  • Inigo: That said, I do appreciate the concern... I'll get the leg looked at.
  • Donnel: Aw, shucks. I had no idea...

A SupportEdit

  • Donnel: Inigo? Reckon I could speak at ya for a spell?
  • Inigo: Hey, Father! Here, have a look! My leg's all healed, see?
  • Donnel: That's good, Son.
  • Inigo: Thanks for making me get it looked at. ...And...I'm sorry to have worried you.
  • Donnel: No, I'M sorry. For what I said. It was right rude of me. You been fighting with all ya got. I got no right to criticize.
  • Inigo: Pfft, you still thinking about that? Ancient history. Plus...it was my fault, too.
  • Donnel: Still...
  • Inigo: Seriously, it's fine! Cheer up!
  • Donnel: Huh?
  • Inigo: You always seem so gloomy lately. Let's see a smile for once!
  • Donnel: Aw haw haw! Stop that! S-stop! It tickles somethin' fierce! Haw haw!
  • Inigo: Ha ha, there it is! That's better! I didn't come all this way to see you mope around, you know?
  • Donnel: ...That's why you came back? To make me happy?
  • Inigo: Well...yeah. You, and me, and everybody. The whole world, I guess. Anyway, I suppose I'm okay telling you that now.
  • Donnel: Shucks, you can tell me anythin'.
  • Inigo: You say that now, but I don't want to hear any complaints once I get going! I may be all smiles on the outside, but I'm actually pretty sensitive. And pessimistic. ...Oh, and I cry at the drop of a hat. Whenever a girl turns me down, I'm a complete mess for days.
  • Donnel: Haw! You can stop kiddin' now, Inigo. I'm already smilin'.
  • Inigo: Oh, I'm not kidding... All the stuff about the girls—it was never part of the act.
  • Donnel: I reckon that's fine...in moderation, of course. Yer a right strong feller, Inigo, and I couldn't be prouder of you. But no one's invincible, and you shouldn't pretend to be. If somethin's wrong, come jaw at me! We'll work it out together.
  • Inigo: Father... I knew you loved me, but... Oh, thank you!
  • Donnel: Waugh! N-neck! Inigo, my neck! Too tight! C-can't breathe!
  • Inigo: I-it's your own fault! I don't think you've ever said anything like that to me before! And listen—the same goes for you. Whatever the problem, I'll help. I'll be damned if I'm going to lose you twice.
  • Donnel: And I'll be damned if I'm ever going to lose such a wonderful son.

With Lon'qu (Father)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ugh, Father! That gorgeous girl was just about to say yes to a date! JUST about to! Did you really have to drag me off like that?!
  • Lon'qu: We have a battle to prepare for, Inigo. Everyone else is ready to march. If you're mad, be mad at yourself for losing track of time.
  • Inigo: Oh, heh heh heh... Whoops... All right, time to go trounce some enemies and find a village lass to reward my efforts!
  • Lon'qu: ......
  • Inigo: You're staring, Father. Is there something on my face?
  • Lon'qu: No. I was just wondering if you were like this in the future as well.
  • Inigo: Depends on what you mean by "like this," I suppose.
  • Lon'qu: For someone who came from an apocalyptic hellscape, you're awfully carefree. Seems like you haven't a care in the world past whose bed you'll be sharing tonight. Lucina's so driven and serious... It's strange you don't have any of that purpose.
  • Inigo: No purpose?! I'll have you know I'm EXTREMELY driven!
  • Lon'qu: Really.
  • Inigo: Indeed! I will not rest until every woman in the realm swoons at just hearing my name!
  • Lon'qu: ...Your purpose in life is to be popular with girls? You literally traveled across time...to be popular with girls?!
  • Inigo: To be popular with ALL girls. Genius, I know. But stop, Father. You're making me blush.
  • Lon'qu: I... I don't even know what to say.
  • Inigo: Why? It never bothered you when Mother would blush in front of you!
  • Lon'qu: No, that's not what... Where do I even begin? Suddenly I'm feeling exhausted... I'm going on ahead.
  • Inigo: ...... ...Not a care in the world, eh? Yeash... He's just as hard on his own blood as he is on everyone else.

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ow! This one's pretty bad. I can't go back to camp like this...
  • Lon'qu: Somethin' wrong, Inigo? Everyone else has already headed back.
  • Inigo: F-Father?! Er, I just...thought I saw a cute milkmaid at the edge of the battlefield!
  • Lon'qu: ...You're a worse liar than your mother. It's obvious your leg is wounded.
  • Inigo: It's fine, it's—GYAAAH! Ow! Ow, ow ow! No, don't touch it! Don't touch it!
  • Lon'qu: This is a serious injury, Inigo! Why didn't you say something?
  • Inigo: What, and ruin my reputation? The ladies want Inigo the Invincible.
  • Lon'qu: Gods, ENOUGH, Inigo!
  • Inigo: ...Father?
  • Lon'qu: You can barely walk, and you're still thinking about girls?! Be serious for once! Really, why did you travel back from the future? Lucina fights so hard, but you... Honestly, I'm disappointed. You have no idea what it means to be at war.
  • Inigo: ...... You don't know a damned thing! You're the one who's clueless, Father!
  • Lon'qu: Wh-what?
  • Inigo: Do you think I'd be out here if I were ONLY after girls? Out here fighting every day, wondering if this is the time I don't make it home?!
  • Lon'qu: Inigo, I didn't—
  • Inigo: You may think me a dandy and a fool, but a lot of people depended on me in the future. Every day, I was out there fighting Risen and risking my life. With everyone looking to me to be strong, I had no choice. I HAD to be invincible. I couldn't complain or show any weakness. Not with everyone else struggling in that damn war-torn wasteland... Even with you and Mother gone, I had to pretend I was fine. That I wasn't hurting. I had to fight every day of my sorry life and wear a smile while I did it!
  • Lon'qu: ......
  • Inigo: ...You said I looked like I didn't have a care in the world? Well, I'm sorry to tell you, but that's not the case at all. I smile and joke around because I don't want to show the world any weakness... If that disappoints you...then I guess you'll just have to be disappointed.
  • Lon'qu: Inigo...
  • Inigo: That said, I do appreciate the concern... I'll get the leg looked at.
  • Lon'qu: ......

A SupportEdit

  • Lon'qu: Inigo. I wanted to speak with you.
  • Inigo: Hey, Father! Here, have a look! My leg's all healed, see?
  • Lon'qu: That's good, Son.
  • Inigo: Thanks for making me get it looked at. ...And...I'm sorry to have worried you.
  • Lon'qu: No, I'M sorry. For what I said. It was insensitive. You've been fighting with all you've got. I had no right to criticize you.
  • Inigo: Pfft, you still thinking about that? Ancient history. Plus...it was my fault, too.
  • Lon'qu: Still...
  • Inigo: Seriously, it's fine! Cheer up!
  • Lon'qu: ...?
  • Inigo: You always seem so gloomy lately. Let's see a smile for once!
  • Lon'qu: Ah ha ha! Stop that! S-stop! It...tickles...! Ha ha ha!
  • Inigo: Ha ha, there it is! That's better! I didn't come all this way to see you mope around, you know?
  • Lon'qu: ...That was why you came back? To make me happy?
  • Inigo: Well...yeah. You, and me, and everybody. The whole world, I guess. Anyway, I suppose I'm okay telling you that now.
  • Lon'qu: You can tell me anything.
  • Inigo: You say that now, but I don't want to hear any complaints once I get going! I may be all smiles on the outside, but I'm actually pretty sensitive. And pessimistic. ...Oh, and I cry at the drop of a hat. Whenever a girl turns me down, I'm a complete mess for days.
  • Lon'qu: Heh. You can stop kidding now, Inigo. I'm already smiling.
  • Inigo: Oh, I'm not kidding... All the stuff about the girls—it was never part of the act.
  • Lon'qu: Well, that's fine...in moderation, of course. You're a strong man, Inigo, and I couldn't be prouder of you. But no one is invincible, and you shouldn't pretend to be. If something's wrong, come to me. We'll figure it out together.
  • Inigo: Father... I knew you loved me, but... Oh, thank you!
  • Lon'qu: Waugh! N-neck! Inigo, my neck! Too tight! C-can't breathe!
  • Inigo: I-it's your own fault! I don't think you've ever said anything like that to me before! And listen—the same goes for you. Whatever the problem, I'll help. I'll be damned if I'm going to lose you twice.
  • Lon'qu: And I'll be damned if I'm ever going to lose you, period.

With Ricken (Father)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ugh, Father! That gorgeous girl was just about to say yes to a date! JUST about to! Did you really have to drag me off like that?!
  • Ricken: We have a battle to prepare for, Inigo. Everyone else is ready to march. If you're mad, be mad at yourself for losing track of time.
  • Inigo: Oh, heh heh heh... Whoops... All right, time to go trounce some enemies and find a village lass to reward my efforts!
  • Ricken: ......
  • Inigo: You're staring, Father. Is there something on my face?
  • Ricken: No. I just... I was wondering if you were like this in the future as well.
  • Inigo: Depends on what you mean by "like this," I suppose.
  • Ricken: For someone who came from an apocalyptic hellspace, you're awfully carefree. Seems like you haven't a care in the world past whose bed you'll be sharing tonight. Lucina's so driven and serious... It's strange you don't have any of that purpose.
  • Inigo: No purpose?! I'll have you know I'm EXTREMELY driven!
  • Ricken: Oh? Is that the case?
  • Inigo: Indeed! I will not rest until every woman in the realm swoons at just hearing my name!
  • Ricken: Your purpose in life is to be popular with girls? You literally traveled across time...to be popular with girls?!
  • Inigo: To be popular with ALL ladies. Genius, I know. But stop, Father. You're making me blush.
  • Ricken: I... I don't even know what to say.
  • Inigo: What? It never bothered you when Mother would blush in front of you!
  • Ricken: No, that's not what... Where do I even begin? Suddenly I'm feeling very tired... I'm going on ahead.
  • Inigo: ...... ...Not a care in the world, huh? Not a thought in my head, he means! For being such a softy with everyone else, he sure doesn't pull any punches with me...

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ow! This one's pretty bad. I can't go to camp like this...
  • Ricken: Something wrong, Inigo? Everyone else has already headed back.
  • Inigo: F-Father?! Er, I just...thought I saw a cute milkmaid at the edge of the battlefield!
  • Ricken: ...You're a worse liar than your mother. It's obvious your leg is wounded.
  • Inigo: It's fine, it's—GYAAAH! Ow! Ow, ow ow! No, don't touch it! Don't touch it!
  • Ricken: This is a serious injury, Inigo! Why didn't you say something?
  • Inigo: What, and ruin my reputation? The ladies want Inigo the Invincible.
  • Ricken: Gods, ENOUGH, Inigo!
  • Inigo: ...Father?
  • Ricken: You can barely walk, and you're still thinking about girls?! Be serious for once! Really, why did you travel back from the future? Lucina fights so hard, but you... Honestly, I'm disappointed. You have no idea what it means to be at war.
  • Inigo: ...... You don't know a damned thing! You're the one who's clueless, Father!
  • Ricken: Wh-what?
  • Inigo: Do you think I'd be out here if I were ONLY after girls? Out here fighting every day, wondering if this is the time I don't make it home?!
  • Ricken: Inigo, I didn't—
  • Inigo: You may think me a dandy and a fool, but a lot of people depended on me in the future. Every day, I was out there fighting Risen and risking my life. With everyone looking to me to be strong, I had no choice. I HAD to be invincible. I couldn't complain or show weakness. Not with everyone else struggling in that damn war-torn wasteland... Even with you and Mother gone, I had to pretend I was fine. That I wasn't hurting. I had to fight every day of my sorry life and wear a smile while I did it!
  • Ricken: ......
  • Inigo: ...You said I looked like I didn't have a care in the world? Well, I'm sorry to tell you, but that's not the case at all. I smile and joke around because I don't want to show the world any weakness... If that disappoints you...then I guess you'll just have to be disappointed.
  • Ricken: Inigo, listen...
  • Inigo: That said, I do appreciate the concern... I'll get the leg looked at.
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Ricken: ...... I... I had no idea...

A SupportEdit

  • Ricken: Inigo? I wanted to speak with you.
  • Inigo: Hey, Father! Here, have a look! My leg's all healed, see?
  • Ricken: That's good, Son.
  • Inigo: Thanks for making me get it looked at. ...And...I'm sorry to have worried you.
  • Ricken: No, I'M sorry. For what I said. It was...insensitive... You've been fighting with all you've got. I had no right to criticize you.
  • Inigo: Pfft, you still thinking about that? Ancient history. Plus...it was my fault, too.
  • Ricken: Still...
  • Inigo: Seriously, it's fine! Cheer up!
  • Ricken: Huh?
  • Inigo: You always seem so gloomy lately. Let's see a smile for once!
  • Ricken: Ah ha ha! Stop that! S-stop! It really tickles! Ha ha ha!
  • Inigo: Ha ha, there it is! That's better! I didn't come all this way to see you mope around, you know?
  • Ricken: ...That was why you came back? To make me happy?
  • Inigo: Well...yeah. You, and me, and everybody. The whole world, I guess. Anyway, I suppose I'm okay telling you that now.
  • Ricken: You can tell me anything.
  • Inigo: You say that now, but I don't want to hear any complaints once I get going! I may be all smiles on the outside, but I'm actually pretty sensitive. And pessimistic. ...Oh, and I cry at the drop of a hat. Whenever a girl turns me down, I'm a complete mess for days.
  • Ricken: Ha! You can stop kidding now, Inigo. I'm already smiling.
  • Inigo: Oh, I'm not kidding... All that stuff about the girls—it was never part of the act.
  • Ricken: Well, that's fine...in moderation, of course. You're a strong man, Inigo, and I couldn't be prouder of you. But no one is invincible, and you shouldn't pretend to be. If something's wrong, come to me. We'll figure it out together.
  • Inigo: Father... I knew you loved me, but... Oh, thank you!
  • Ricken: Waugh! N-neck! Inigo, my neck! Too tight! C-can't breathe!
  • Inigo: I-it's your own fault! I don't think you've ever said anything like that to me before! And listen—the same goes for you. Whatever the problem, I'll help. I'll be damned if I'm going to lose you twice.
  • Ricken: And I'll be damned if I'm ever going to lose such a wonderful son.

With Gaius (Father)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ugh, Father! That gorgeous girl was just about to say yes to a date! JUST about to! Did you really have to drag me off like that?!
  • Gaius: We have a battle to prepare for, Inigo. Everyone else is ready to march. If you're mad, be mad at yourself for losing track of time.
  • Inigo: Oh, heh heh heh... Whoops... All right, time to go trounce some enemies and find a village lass to reward my efforts!
  • Gaius: ......
  • Inigo: You're staring, Father. Is there something on my face?
  • Gaius: No. I just... I was wondering if you were like this in the future as well.
  • Inigo: Depends on what you mean by "like this," I suppose.
  • Gaius: For someone who came from an apocalyptic hellscape, you're awfully carefree... Seems like you haven't a care in the world past whose bed you'll be sharing tonight. Lucina's so driven and serious... It's strange you don't have any of that purpose.
  • Inigo: No purpose?! I'll have you know I'm EXTREMELY driven!
  • Gaius: Oh, is that the case?
  • Inigo: Indeed! I will not rest until every woman in the realm swoons at just hearing my name!
  • Gaius: ...Your purpose in life is to be popular with girls? You literally traveled across time...to be popular with girls?!
  • Inigo: To be popular with ALL girls. Genius, I know. But stop, Father. You're making me blush.
  • Gaius: I... I don't even know what to say.
  • Inigo: What? It never bothered you when Mother would blush in front of you!
  • Gaius: No, that's not what... Where do I even begin? Suddenly I'm feeling very tired... I'm going on ahead.
  • (Gaius leaves)
  • Inigo: ...... ...Not a care in the world, huh? Not a thought in my head, he means! For being such a softy with everyone else, he sure doesn't pull any punches with me...

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ow! This one's pretty bad. I can't go back to camp like this...
  • Gaius: Something wrong, Inigo? Everyone else has already headed back.
  • Inigo: F-Father?! Er, I just...thought I saw a cute milkmaid at the edge of the battlefield!
  • Gaius: ...You're a worse liar than your mother. It's obvious your leg is wounded.
  • Inigo: It's fine, it's—GYAAAH! Ow! Ow, ow ow! No, don't touch it! Don't touch it!
  • Gaius: This is a serious injury, Inigo! Why didn't you say something?
  • Inigo: What, and ruin my reputation? The ladies want Inigo the Invincible.
  • Gaius: Gods, ENOUGH, Inigo!
  • Inigo: ...Father?
  • Gaius: You can barely walk, and you're still thinking about girls?! Be serious for once! Really, why did you travel back from the future? Lucina fights so hard, but you... Honestly, I'm disappointed. You have no idea what it means to be at war.
  • Inigo: ...... You don't know a damned thing! You're the one who's clueless, Father!
  • Gaius: Wh-what?
  • Inigo: Do you think I'd be out here if I were ONLY after girls? Out here fighting every day, wondering if this is the time I don't make it home?!
  • Gaius: Inigo, I didn't—
  • Inigo: You may think me a dandy and a fool, but a lot of people depended on me in the future. Every day, I was out there fighting Risen and risking my life. With everyone looking to me to be strong, I had no choice. I HAD to be invincible. I couldn't complain or show any weakness. Not with everyone else struggling in that damn war-torn wasteland... Even with you and Mother gone, I had to pretend I was fine. That I wasn't hurting. I had to fight every day of my sorry life and wear a smile while I did it!
  • Gaius: ......
  • Inigo: ...You said I looked like I didn't have a care in the world? Well, I'm sorry to tell you, but that's not the case at all. I smile and joke around because I don't want to show the world any weakness... If that disappoints you...then I guess you'll just have to be disappointed.
  • Gaius: Inigo, listen...
  • Inigo: That said, I do appreciate the concern... I'll get the leg looked at.
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Gaius: ......

A SupportEdit

  • Gaius: Inigo? I wanted to speak with you.
  • Inigo: Hey, Father! Here, have a look! My leg's all healed, see?
  • Gaius: That's good, Son.
  • Inigo: Thanks for making me get it looked at. ...And...I'm sorry to have worried you.
  • Gaius: No, I'M sorry. For what I said. It was...insensitive... You've been fighting with all you've got. I had no right to criticize you.
  • Inigo: Pfft, you still thinking about that? Ancient history. Plus...it was my fault, too.
  • Gaius: Still...
  • Inigo: Seriously, it's fine! Cheer up!
  • Gaius: Huh?
  • Inigo: You always seem so gloomy lately. Let's see a smile for once!
  • Gaius: A ha ha! Stop that! S-stop! It really tickles! Ha ha ha!
  • Inigo: Ha ha, there it is! That's better! I didn't come all this way to see you mope around, you know?
  • Gaius: ...That was why you came back? To make me happy?
  • Inigo: Well...yeah. You, and me, and everybody. The whole world, I guess. Anyway, I suppose I'm okay telling you that now.
  • Gaius: You can tell me anything.
  • Inigo: You say that now, but I don't want to hear any complaints once I get going! I may be all smiles on the outside, but I'm actually pretty sensitive. And pessimistic. ...Oh, and I cry at the drop of a hat. Whenever a girl turns me down, I'm a complete mess for days.
  • Gaius: Ha, you can stop kidding now, Inigo. I'm already smiling.
  • Inigo: Oh, I'm not kidding... All the stuff about the girls—it was never part of the act.
  • Gaius: Well, that's fine...in moderation, of course. You're a strong man, Inigo, and I couldn't be prouder of you. But no one's invincible, and you shouldn't pretend to be. If something's wrong, come to me. We'll figure it out together.
  • Inigo: Father... I knew you loved me, but... Oh, thank you!
  • Gaius: Waugh! N-neck! Inigo, my neck! Too tight! C-can't breathe!
  • Inigo: I-it's your own fault! I don't think you've ever said anything like that to me before! And listen—the same goes for you. Whatever the problem, I'll help. I'll be damned if I'm going to lose you twice.
  • Gaius: And I'll be damned if I'm ever going to lose such a wonderful son.

With Gregor (Father)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ugh, Father! That gorgeous girl was just about to say yes to a date! JUST about to! Did you really have to drag me off like that?!
  • Gregor: We have battle to prepare for! Everyone else ready to march. If you are mad, be mad at self for losing track of time, yes?
  • Inigo: Oh, heh heh heh... Whoops... All right, time to go trounce some enemies and find a village lass to reward my efforts!
  • Gregor: ......
  • Inigo: You're staring, Father. Is there something on my face?
  • Gregor: Gregor just wonder if Inigo is like this even in future.
  • Inigo: Depends on what you mean by "like this," I suppose.
  • Gregor: For having come from an apocalyptic hellscape devoid of hope. you are quite carefree. You worry only about whose bed you share tonight, yes? Lucina is real fighter! Worried for others! ...Is shame you not have that purpose.
  • Inigo: No purpose?! I'll have you know I'm EXTREMELY driven!
  • Gregor: Oh? Is true?
  • Inigo: Indeed! I will not rest until every woman in the realm swoons at just hearing my name!
  • Gregor: Inigo's purpose in life is to be popular with girl? You travel all the way across time... just to be popular with lady?
  • Inigo: To be popular with ALL ladies. Genius, I know. But stop, Father. You're making me blush.
  • Gregor: Gregor at loss for words...
  • Inigo: What? It never bothered you when Mother would blush in front of you!
  • Gregor: No, that is not... Oy! Where does Gregor even begin? Suddenly Gregor feeling very tired... He go on ahead, yes?
  • Inigo: ...... ...Not a care in the world, huh? Not a thought in my head, he means! For being such a softy with everyone else, he sure doesn't pull any punches with me...

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ow! This one's pretty bad. I can't go to camp like this...
  • Gregor: Something is wrong? Everyone else has made with the heading back.
  • Inigo: F-Father?! Er, I just...thought I saw a cute milkmaid at the edge of the battlefield!
  • Gregor: You are worse liar than mother! Is obvious your leg is wounded.
  • Inigo: It's fine, it's—GYAAAH! Ow! Ow, ow ow! No, don't touch it! Don't touch it!
  • Gregor: Is serious injury, Inigo! Why you no mention it earlier?
  • Inigo: What, and ruin my reputation? The ladies want Inigo the Invincible.
  • Gregor: ENOUGH!
  • Inigo: ...Father?
  • Gregor: You can barely walk, and still you think about girl? Be serious for once! Why you travel back from future, son? Lucina fight like bear, but you? ...Gregor is disappointed. Son has no idea what it mean to be at war.
  • Inigo: ...... You don't know a damned thing! You're the one who's clueless, Father!
  • Gregor: Gregor is confused.
  • Inigo: Do you think I'd be out here if I were ONLY after girls? Out here fighting every day, wondering if this is the time I don't make it home?!
  • Gregor: Er, that was not—
  • Inigo: You may think me a dandy and a fool, but a lot of people depended on me in the future. Every day, I was out there fighting Risen and risking my life. With everyone looking to me to be strong, I had no choice. I HAD to be invincible. I couldn't complain or show weakness. Not with everyone else struggling in that damn war-torn wasteland... Even with you and Mother gone, I had to pretend I was fine. That I wasn't hurting. I had to fight every day of my sorry life and wear a smile while I did it!
  • Gregor: ......
  • Inigo: ...You said I looked like I didn't have a care in the world? Well, I'm sorry to tell you, but that's not the case at all. I smile and joke around because I don't want to show the world any weakness... If that disappoints you...then I guess you'll just have to be disappointed.
  • Gregor: Inigo, wait. Gregor did not—
  • Inigo: That said, I do appreciate the concern... I'll get the leg looked at.
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Gregor: ..... Gregor had no idea...

A SupportEdit

  • Gregor: Inigo? Gregor wish to speak with you.
  • Inigo: Hey, Father! Here, have a look! My leg's all healed, see?
  • Gregor: Ah, is good, yes? Very good.
  • Inigo: Thanks for making me get it looked at. ...And...I'm sorry to have worried you.
  • Gregor: No! Gregor is one who is sorry. He was...insensitive... You fight with strength of many men. Gregor have no right to critisize.
  • Inigo: Pfft, you still thinking about that? Ancient history. Plus...it was my fault, too.
  • Gregor: Still...
  • Inigo: Seriously, it's fine! Cheer up!
  • Gregor: Huh?
  • Inigo: You always seem so gloomy lately. Let's see a smile for once!
  • Gregor: Ah ha ha! Stop that! S-stop! Do not tickle Gregor! Ha ha!
  • Inigo: Ha ha, there it is! That's better! I didn't come all this way to see you mope around, you know?
  • Gregor: ...Wait, that was purpose for coming back? To make Gregor happy?
  • Inigo: Well...yeah. You, and me, and everybody. The whole world, I guess. Anyway, I suppose I'm okay telling you that now.
  • Gregor: You can tell Gregor anything.
  • Inigo: You say that now, but I don't want to hear any complaints once I get going! I may be all smiles on the outside, but I'm actually pretty sensitive. And pessimistic. ...Oh, and I cry at the drop of a hat. Whenever a girl turns me down, I'm a complete mess for days.
  • Gregor: Ho ho! You can stop kidding now. Gregor's side hurt already, yes?
  • Inigo: Oh, I'm not kidding... All that stuff about the girls—it was never part of the act.
  • Gregor: That fine...in moderation, of course. You are strong lad, Inigo, and Gregor is very proud of you. But no one is invincible, and you should not pretend to be, yes? If something's wrong, you come to Gregor. We figure out together.
  • Inigo: Father... I knew you loved me, but... Oh, thank you!
  • Gregor: Waugh! N-neck! Gregor's neck! Too tight! C-can't breathe!
  • Inigo: I-it's your own fault! I don't think you've ever said anything like that to me before! And listen—the same goes for you. Whatever the problem, I'll help. I'll be damned if I'm going to lose you twice.
  • Gregor: And Gregor be damned as well to lose such a wonderful son!

With Libra (Father)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ugh, Father! That gorgeous girl was just about to say yes to a date! JUST about to! Did you really have to drag me off like that?!
  • Libra: We have a battle to prepare for, Inigo. Everyone else is ready to march. If you're mad, be mad at yourself for losing track of time.
  • Inigo: Oh, heh heh heh... Whoops... All right, time to go trounce some enemies and find a village lass to reward my efforts!
  • Libra: ......
  • Inigo: You're staring, Father. Is there something on my face?
  • Libra: No. I just... I was wondering if you were like this in the future as well.
  • Inigo: Depends on what you mean by "like this", I suppose.
  • Libra: For someone who came from an apocalyptic hellscape, you're awfully carefree. It seems like you haven't a care in the world past whose bed you'll be sharing tonight. Lucina's so driven and serious... It's strange you don't have any of that purpose.
  • Inigo: No purpose?! I'll have you know I'm EXTREMELY driven!
  • Libra: Oh, is that so?
  • Inigo: Indeed! I will not rest until every woman in the realm swoons at just hearing my name!
  • Libra: ...Your purpose in life is to be popular with girls? You literally traveled across time...to be popular with girls?!
  • Inigo: To be popular with ALL girls. Genius, I know. But stop, Father. You're making me blush.
  • Libra: I... I don't even know what to say.
  • Inigo: What? It never bothered you when Mother would blush in front of you!
  • Libra: No, that's not what... Where do I even begin? Suddenly I'm feeling very tired... I'm going on ahead.
  • (Libra leaves)
  • Inigo: ...... ...Not a care in the world, huh? Not a thought in my head, he means! For being such a softy with everyone else, he sure doesn't pull any punches with me...

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ow! This one's pretty bad. I can't go back to camp like this...
  • Libra: Something wrong, Inigo? Everyone else has already headed back.
  • Inigo: F-Father?! Er, I just...thought I saw a cute milkmaid at the edge of the battlefield!
  • Libra: ...Lying is a sin, my son. It's obvious your leg is wounded.
  • Inigo: It's fine, it's—GYAAAH! Ow! Ow, ow ow! No, don't touch it! Don't touch it!
  • Libra: This is a serious injury, Inigo! Why didn't you say something?
  • Inigo: What, and ruin my reputation? The ladies want Inigo the Invincible.
  • Libra: Oh, Inigo! ENOUGH!
  • Inigo: ...Father?
  • Libra: You can barely walk, and your still thinking about girls?! Be serious for once! Really, why did you travel back from the future? Lucina fights so hard, but you... Honestly, I'm disappointed. You have no idea what it means to be at war.
  • Inigo: ...... You don't know a damned thing! You're the one who's clueless, Father!
  • Libra: Wh-what?
  • Inigo: Do you think I'd be out here if I were ONLY after girls? Out here fighting every day, wondering if this is the time I don't make it home?!
  • Libra: Inigo, I didn't—
  • Inigo: You may think me a dandy and a fool, but a lot of people depended on me in the future. Every day, I was out there fighting Risen and risking my life. With everyone looking to me to be strong, I had no choice, I HAD to be invincible. I couldn't complain or show any weakness. Not with everyone else struggling in that damn war-torn wasteland... Even with you and Mother gone, I had to pretend I was fine. That I wasn't hurting. I had to fight every day of my sorry life and wear a smile while I did it!
  • Libra: ......
  • Inigo: ...You said I looked like I didn't have a care in the world? Well, I'm sorry to tell you, but that's not the case at all. I smile and joke around because I don't want to show the world any weakness... If that disappoints you...then I guess you'll just have to be disappointed.
  • Libra: Inigo, listen...
  • Inigo: That said, I do appreciate the concern... I'll get the leg looked at.
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Libra: ...... I... I had no idea...

A SupportEdit

  • Libra: Inigo? I wanted to speak with you.
  • Inigo: Hey, Father! Here, have a look! My leg's all healed, see?
  • Libra: That's good, Son.
  • Inigo: Thanks for having me get it looked at. ...And...I'm sorry to have worried you.
  • Libra: No, I'M sorry. For what I said. It was...insensitive... You've been fighting with all you've got. I had no right to criticize you.
  • Inigo: Pfft, you still thinking about that? Ancient history. Plus...it was my fault, too.
  • Libra: Still...
  • Inigo: Seriously, it's fine! Cheer up!
  • Libra: Huh?
  • Inigo: You always seem so gloomy lately. Let's see a smile for once!
  • Libra: Ah ha ha! Stop that! S-stop! It really tickles! Ha ha ha!
  • Inigo: Ha ha, there it is! That's better! I didn't come all this way to see you mope around, you know?
  • Libra: ...That was why you came back? To make me happy?
  • Inigo: Well...yeah. you, and me, and everybody. The whole world, I guess. Anyway, I suppose I'm okay telling you this now.
  • Libra: You can tell me anything.
  • Inigo: You say that now, but I don't want to hear any complaints once I get going! I may be all smiles on the outside, but I'm actually pretty sensitive. And pessimistic. ...Oh, and I cry at the drop of a hat. Whenever a girl turns me down, I'm a complete mess for days.
  • Libra: Ha! You can stop kidding now, Inigo. I'm already smiling.
  • Inigo: Oh, I'm not kidding... All that stuff about the girls—it was never part of the act.
  • Libra: Well, that's fine...in moderation, of course. You're a strong man, Inigo, and I couldn't be prouder of you. But no one is invincible, and you shouldn't pretend to be. If something's wrong, come to me. We'll figure it out together.
  • Inigo: Father... I knew you loved me, but... Oh, thank you!
  • Libra: Waugh! N-neck! Inigo, my neck! Too tight! C-can't breathe!
  • Inigo: I-it's your own fault! I don't think you've ever said anything like that to me before! And listen—the same goes for you. Whatever the problem, I'll help. I'm not about to lose you again.
  • Libra: Thank you, Inigo. May Naga watch over us both.

With Olivia (Mother)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Olivia: Inigo? It's the middle of the night. Where are you going?
  • Inigo: Oh, Mother! Er, well, I was just off to...chat up the ladies! You know me! Ha ha!
  • Olivia: Nonsense. The only things out there at this hour are Risen. Now, may I have the truth?
  • Inigo: Er, I... I'm... I just wanted to...
  • Olivia: Practice your dancing?
  • Inigo: ...How did you know?
  • Olivia: Someone said they spotted you dancing in the woods a few nights back. I thought you might be making a habit of it.
  • Inigo: They SAW it?! B-but, I made sure to stay behind that big tree the whole time! Argh, that's so embarrassing! ...And I bet they were horrified.
  • Olivia: Quite the opposite. They said it was a breathtaking sight. Apparently they lost track of the time just standing there, mesmerized...
  • Inigo: That's even MORE embarrassing! I'm not good with praise, you know? I'm used to rejection! And wait, lost track of time? How long were they watching?! Ugh, I give up... I'll never be able to practice in peace again. This is going to haunt me to the grave! The GRAVE, I tell you!
  • Olivia: Well, what if we practiced together? Finding secret, out-of-the-way spots to practice is something of a talent of mine. Besides, it's too dangerous to let you charge off into the woods alone at night.
  • Inigo: Together? What, with YOU?! Wouldn't you be humiliated trying out incomplete dances with someone watching?
  • Olivia: Not if that someone were you! You're my son, Inigo! So, what do you say? It would be just the two of us.
  • Inigo: Er, that's really sweet, but... I'm sorry, Mother.
  • Olivia: Hmm? Why not? Still too embarrassing?
  • Inigo: No, it's not that. Well, it IS, but... It's more than that.
  • Olivia: What do you mean?
  • Inigo: L-look, I'm sorry, but I can't. I just can't! I'm going back to my tent. Good night, Mother!
  • Olivia: Inigo, wait!

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: ...... Sigh... Let me guess. You're in this one today?
  • Olivia: Eep! I-Inigo?! Er, what a coincidence!
  • Inigo: Yes, you just happened to find yourself hiding in a barrel. What ARE the chances? Mother, PLEASE stop trying to spy on me while I practice! You've climbed trees, hidden under bridges, painted yourself in ridiculous camouflage... The time you jumped out from that waterfall nearly gave me a waterfall in my pants!
  • Olivia: But I want to see you dance! Random people from the camp keep coming across you and raving about it! I'm your mother, and I haven't seen you dance even once! How is that fair?!
  • Inigo: I'm sorry, but having people see moves that I'm still working on is mortifying. You're as shy as I am. You HAVE to know how I feel. ...Don't you?
  • Olivia: Oh... W-well, if you're so shy, why do you spend each day hitting on every girl you find?!
  • Inigo: Heh, you of all people should know the answer to that one. After all, you're the reason I developed this flirting habit in the first place!
  • Olivia: What?! I most certainly am not!
  • Inigo: Yes you are! When I was little, I was even more shy than you are now. I came to you in tears asking how to be more comfortable around people. And you said the fastest way for a man to practice bravery was to talk to women!
  • Olivia: ...Oh, gods. What in the world was my future self thinking?
  • Inigo: I believe you said it was advice a good friend once gave you. Anyway, I gave it a try, and it worked! ...Surprisingly enough.
  • Olivia: And then it became a habit?
  • Inigo: Apparently so. But whatever you want to call it, I owe it all to you.
  • Olivia: I'm sorry...
  • Inigo: What? Why? Don't apologize. If I want to help people with my dancing, I need to become as alluring as possible. If I can't talk my way into a date or five, I know I've still got a long ways to go. Flirting is another part of my training. ...With its own benefits, naturally. So, really. I'm thankful.
  • Olivia: W-well, I suppose as long as it's helped you...
  • Inigo: It has, and it does! So you don't need to worry about me so much, okay? Now, come on. It's nearly time for supper.
  • Olivia: It's such a relief to hear he has good reasons for all that skirt chasing. Hee hee! Though I'd love to see a girl's face when he says his mother sent him... But wait—I still didn't get to see him dance today! I lugged this barrel in here and everything. ...Ugh, how embarrassing.

A SupportEdit

  • Inigo: ...Nice. Those were some damned fine moves, if I do say so myself.
  • Olivia: Yes, a brilliant performance!
  • Inigo: Gah?!
  • Olivia: Though your spins still lack the strength of your convictions. Stop holding back! Oh, and extend your focus through the very tips of your fingers. That will help through those tricky transition moves.
  • Inigo: All right, where were you hiding today, Mother?
  • Olivia: Nowhere! This time I really did just happen to pass by—I swear! Though I thank the gods for the chance to finally see you dance. The latter half was a bit of a departure, but I recognize the routine. It's my favorite. ...Er, did I teach you that in the future?
  • Inigo: ......
  • Olivia: Inigo?
  • Inigo: Yes. It was the last dance you taught me. That's why the second half is different. ...You died before we got that far.
  • Olivia: ...Oh.
  • Inigo: And here I've been working so hard to develop an amazing version to show you... Not much point. If you're going to spoil the surprise by peeking before it's done.
  • Olivia: I'm so sorry! I didn't know! Oh, I feel just awful...
  • Inigo: Don't. It's fine... To tell you the truth, I really wanted to hear your thoughts. I always used to practice beside your grave. I'd try to imagine what you'd say as you watched me. What I could fix... I'd picture how you'd tell me to speed up, or praise me when I got it right. I could hear it all in my head as I danced. But I just wanted to hear it aloud... Anyway, that's why I'm... I'm just glad. *sniff*
  • Olivia: Ah! No, don't cry! It's all right! The me in the future might have left, but I swear, this me is here to stay. We can dance together, or see the world, or anything! I'll do anything to make you happy, my darling boy.
  • Inigo: ...... ...Thanks, Mom.
  • Olivia: It's my pleasure.
  • Inigo: Sorry I've been so weird about letting you watch me dance... Er, but would you teach me the real second half of that routine sometime?
  • Olivia: Of course!

With Henry (Father)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ugh, Father! That gorgeous girl was just about to say yes to a date! JUST about to! Did you really have to drag me off like that?!
  • Henry: It's time for a bloody battle, ha ha! Come on, let's get marching! If you're mad, be mad at yourself for losing track of time.
  • Inigo: Oh, heh heh heh... Whoops... All right, time to go trounce some enemies and find a village lass to reward my efforts!
  • Henry: ......
  • Inigo: You're staring, Father. Is there something on my face?
  • Henry: Just wondering if you were like this in the future, too.
  • Inigo: Depends on what you mean by "like this", I suppose.
  • Henry: For someone who came from an apocalyptic hellscape, you're awfully carefree! Seems like you haven't a care in the world past whose bed you'll be sharing tonight. You don't seem to have much in the way of passion or drive. ...You know?
  • Inigo: No drive?! I'll have you know I'm EXTREMELY driven!
  • Henry: You are, huh?
  • Inigo: Indeed! I will not rest until every woman in the realm swoons at just hearing my name!
  • Henry: ...Your purpose in life is to be popular with girls? You literally traveled across time...to be popular with girls?!
  • Inigo: To be popular with ALL girls. Genius, I know. But stop, Father. You're making me blush.
  • Henry: That's a little weird, even for me.
  • Inigo: What? It never bothered you when Mother would blush in front of you!
  • Henry: That's because she's your mother. Am I going to have to curse you? Oops! There's the warning trumpet. Time for us to mosey!
  • Inigo: ...... ...Not a care in the world, huh? Not a thought in my head, he means! For being such a softy with everyone else, he sure doesn't pull any punches with me...

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ow! This one's pretty bad. I can't go back to camp like this...
  • Henry: Something wrong, Inigo? Everyone else has already headed back.
  • Inigo: F-Father?! Er, I just...thought I saw a cute milkmaid at the edge of the battlefield!
  • Henry: ...You're a worse liar than your mother. I can smell the blood on you!
  • Inigo: It's fine, it's—GYAAAH! Ow! Ow, ow ow! No, don't touch it! Don't touch it!
  • Henry: Wowzers, this is a serious injury! Why didn't you say something?
  • Inigo: What, and ruin my reputation? The ladies want Inigo the Invincible.
  • Henry: Oh, come on!
  • Inigo: ...Father?
  • Henry: You can barely walk, and you're still thinking about girls?! Be serious for once! It's like you traveled back from the future just to fool around or something... Honestly, I'm disappointed. I thought you'd be better than that.
  • Inigo: ...... You don't know a damned thing! You're the one who's clueless, Father!
  • Henry: Muh?
  • Inigo: Do you think I'd be out here if I were ONLY after girls? Out here fighting every day, wondering if this is the time I don't make it home?!
  • Henry: Hey, I didn't—
  • Inigo: You may think me a dandy and a fool, but a lot of people depended on me in the future. Every day, I was out there fighting Risen and risking my life. With everyone looking to me to be strong, I had no choice. I HAD to be invincible. I couldn't complain or show any weakness. Not with everyone else struggling in that damn war-torn wasteland... Even with you and Mother gone, I had to pretend I was fine. That I wasn't hurting. I had to fight every day of my sorry life and wear a smile while I did it!
  • Henry: ......
  • Inigo: You said I looked like I didn't have a care in the world? Well, I'm sorry to tell you, but that's not the case at all. I smile and joke around because I don't want to show the world any weakness... If that disappoints you...then I guess you'll just have to be disappointed.
  • Henry: Inigo, listen...
  • Inigo: That said, I do appreciate the concern... I'll get the leg looked at.
  • Henry: ......

A SupportEdit

  • Henry: Hey, Inigo! Got a second?
  • Inigo: Hey, Father! Here, have a look! My leg's all healed, see?
  • Henry: That's great!
  • Inigo: Thanks for making me get it looked at. ...And...I'm sorry to have worried you.
  • Henry: Nah, I'M sorry. For what I said. It was pretty insensitive of me. You've been fighting with all you've got. I shouldn't have criticized you.
  • Inigo: Pfft, you still thinking about that? Ancient history. Plus...it was my fault, too.
  • Henry: Still...
  • Inigo: Seriously, it's fine! Cheer up!
  • Henry: Huh?
  • Inigo: Being all gloomy just doesn't suit you. Let's see a smile on that face!
  • Henry: Ah ha ha! Stop that! S-stop! Don't grab my cheeks! Ha ha!
  • Inigo: Ha ha, there it is! That's better! I didn't come all this way to see you mope around, you know?
  • Henry: ...THAT was why you came back? To make me HAPPY?!
  • Inigo: Well...yeah. you, and me, and everybody. The whole world, I guess. Anyway, I suppose I'm okay telling you that now.
  • Henry: Aw, you can tell me anything.
  • Inigo: You say that now, but I don't want to hear any complaints once I get going! I may be all smiles on the outside, but I'm actually pretty sensitive. And pessimistic. ...Oh, and I cry at the drop of a hat. Whenever a girl turns me down, I'm a complete mess for days.
  • Henry: Ha! You can stop kidding now, Inigo. I'm already smiling.
  • Inigo: Oh, I'm not kidding... All that stuff about the girls—it was never part of the act.
  • Henry: Well, that's fine...in moderation, of course. You're a strong man, Inigo, and I couldn't be prouder of you. But no one is invincible, and you shouldn't pretend to be. If something's wrong, come to me! We'll figure it out together.
  • Inigo: Father... I knew you loved me, but... Oh, thank you!
  • Henry: Waugh! N-neck! Inigo, my neck! Too tight! C-can't breathe!
  • Inigo: I-it's your own fault! I don't think you've ever said anything like that to me before! And listen—the same goes for you. Whatever the problem, I'll help. I'll be damned if I'm going to lose you twice.
  • Henry: You got it, Son. ...And thanks.

With LucinaEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Lucina! Wait! Hold up one second. ...Aw, what, no smile for old Inigo? There's a shocker.
  • Lucina: I beg your pardon?
  • Inigo: It's just you're always so darn grim. Don't get me wrong, a determined woman certainly has her charms! But all day, every day is a bit much, don't you think? It's bringing people down.
  • Lucina: Then the others have complained of my attitude as well?
  • Inigo: Well, no. I mean, not everyone... But some people! Er, well, one. ...Okay, me. Look, I just figured I'd point it out before it became a huge problem.
  • Lucina: I see.
  • Inigo: Fretting is contagious! If you keep it up, you'll have the whole camp infected.
  • Lucina: You think I'm contagious?
  • Inigo: In a way, yeah! ...A little, I guess. You're a leader, you know? We all look up to you.
  • Lucina: You make a fair case.
  • Inigo: Yeah? So smile a little! Even if you have to fake it. It's not hard, you know. You just raise your cheeks like this! Here...
  • Lucina: Gah! Ret go uh mah FAFE!
  • Inigo: See there, Lucina? That's the cheeriest I've ever seen you. I think I feel a new infection coming on!
  • Lucina: You'll freel more dan dat if you don unhand muh!
  • Inigo: Ha ha, mercy, my lady! I'll leave you alone! But get practicing. Next time I drop by, I expect you to be smiling like a pro!
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Lucina: ...Would he honestly have me grinning about all day like a madwoman? Bah. He always did seem a bit off...

B SupportEdit

  • Lucina: Another village wiped out by the Risen. Another step toward a dark future...
  • Inigo: Tsk tsk tsk. Such a grim countenance...
  • Lucina: Oh, it's you.
  • Inigo: Looks like someone forgot her daily smiling practice!
  • Lucina: Now is hardly the time!
  • Inigo: Now is PRECISELY the time! In dark times like this, you just have to keep grinning until you feel happy.
  • Lucina: A village was butchered, Inigo! Men and women, slaughtered! Would you have me charge into battle with a grin on my face? Giggle my way through war meetings?! Laugh as my steel pierces flesh?! There are times when a person has no business smiling!
  • Inigo: Gods, but you ARE grave... All right, then. It looks like drastic measures are in order.
  • Lucina: Wh-what are you... Get your hands away from—
  • Inigo: Tickle tickle tickle!
  • Lucina: S-stop that! Stop...AH HA HA! I-Inig... AH HA HA HA! Stop! Stop! Stop that this instant! Stop before I cut off your hands!
  • Inigo: Well? Feel any happier?
  • Lucina: I feel annoyed! I told you, I'm not in the mood for such folly. Now leave me be.
  • Inigo: Hm, so tickling is off limits, then? Perhaps it's time for a little...
  • Lucina: NO! Do not attempt anything! Do not even speak! JUST! BE! QUIET!
  • Inigo: ......
  • Lucina: ...Thank you.
  • Inigo: ......
  • Lucina: Inigo, what are you... What is that...some kind of strange new dance? ...What is wrong with your face? Are you in pain...?
  • Inigo: Ha ha! I'm fine, Lucina. It's called miming! That was my "man trapped in a box." Entertaining, no? And entirely silent! Mother taught me that one. She said she uses it quite often.
  • Lucina: That isn't what I meant when I told you to be quiet!
  • Inigo: Well how else am I supposed to help you practice?
  • Lucina: ENOUGH, Inigo! What must I do to convince you to leave me in peace? Unlike you, my head is not filled with rainbows and sunshine. I carry sense enough to realize the dire straits we find ourselves in. I have no desire to smile right now, and even less to fake one! If you're too dense to understand that, I don't know how to help you!
  • Inigo: ...All right, Lucina, all right. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to... ...I'll see you later.
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Lucina: ...... Blast. I shouldn't have lost my temper. I know he meant well...

A SupportEdit

  • Lucina: Perhaps I should apologize to Inigo... He works on my nerves sometimes...but I know he means well. I suppose he'd tell me to just smile and forget about it.
  • (Inigo appears)
  • Inigo: ...Hey, Lucina.
  • Lucina: Inigo, I—
  • Inigo: No, don't worry! Just passing through. I won't bother you, I promise.
  • Lucina: Inigo, I actually wanted to apologize for before... I meant what I said, but my delivery was quite harsh... I appreciate your desire for mirth, but I just don't think this is the time. If you can agree to stop asking me to smile, I pledge to never yell at you again.
  • Inigo: Sure. No problem. Sometimes I forget that everyone's head isn't stuffed with rainbows.
  • Lucina: Inigo, I didn't—
  • Inigo: Don't worry about it. Consider it dropped. I'll stop bothering you now.
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Lucina: Inigo, wait...
  • (Inigo reappears)
  • Inigo: Hmm?
  • Lucina: S-sorry... I just thought... It looked like you were crying.
  • Inigo: What, me? Ha ha! No, I'm not crying. I'm pretty sure I was smiling?
  • Lucina: Yes, I suppose. Still, for a moment it looked like... Well, I looked at your face, and it just made my heart drop...
  • Inigo: Oh, wow. Um...I'm sorry? I certainly didn't mean to make you upset.
  • Lucina: No, don't apologize! It is I who needs to make amends. I was unable to understand your thinking when you expressed it in words. But when I saw your face just now, it all became clear to me. We influence the emotions of those around us...and a smile is a powerful thing.
  • Inigo: That's it exactly, Lucina! And yours counts for double!
  • Lucina: Heh. Thank you, Inigo.
  • Inigo: By the gods! Finally, she smiles! ...Now was that so bad?
  • Lucina: It's...easier than I thought.
  • Inigo: You're a natural!
  • Lucina: Perhaps you will see more of this in the future. I shall dedicate myself to lifting the spirits of all those around me.
  • Inigo: Well, if you ever need help, you only have to ask!

S SupportEdit

  • Lucina: May we speak a moment, Inigo?
  • Inigo: So much for the new, cheerier Lucina...
  • Lucina: Even the new me cannot muster a smile today.
  • Inigo: What, did something happen? Is everyone all right?
  • Lucina: No, our friends are all fine, so far as I know. That said, there hasn't been anything I'd call happy news, either.
  • Inigo: Okay, seriously. What's going on? You're acting awfully strange today.
  • Lucina: It's about to get...stranger.
  • Inigo: You're scaring me, Lucina.
  • Lucina: When I became so upset at your insistence that I smile before... Do you remember that?
  • Inigo: Of course. I record everything any girl says to me, insults and all.
  • Lucina: Well, I realize now that wasn't the only reason I was so angry... I was angry because you were making me happy, and I didn't... I didn't think I could afford such feelings at a time like this.
  • Inigo: Oh?
  • Lucina: I've been such a stern person to you, and I don't deserve your kindness... But the truth is, I... ...I think I am in love with you.
  • Inigo: ...What?
  • Lucina: Would you stay with me, Inigo? Would you be the sword at my side?
  • Inigo: I... ...Yes, Lucina. Yes! If you'll have me.
  • Lucina: Truly?! For good and all?!
  • Inigo: Lucina, I've been in love with you since the moment we met! But you're Ylissean royalty... I guess I never thought I was worthy. Besides, I figured Chrom would murder me if I tried anything!
  • Lucina: You were worried about Father?! Ha ha ha! I can just picture him receiving you at the castle, broadsword across his lap! Ah ha!
  • Inigo: There's that smile again!
  • Lucina: I can't help it! Imagine Father chopping you into bloody bits! Heh ha ha ha!
  • Inigo: I'm glad you're laughing and all, but maybe next we'll work on your sense of humor...
  • Lucina: Ha ha... Oh, I'm sorry, Inigo. I'm just so happy about us, and... I guess I'm not used to such things.
  • Inigo: Well, better get used to enjoying yourself, because you're stuck with me now!
  • Lucina: Would that our love infects others just as sure as a smile does...
  • Inigo: Right! We won't stop until every girl in the world is happy!
  • Lucina: Right! ...Wait, just the girls? What do you mean, Inigo?!
  • Inigo: Ha ha! ...Ha? Um...ha? Don't worry, love. You'll always come first in my book!
  • Lucina: There shouldn't be a book at all! I catch you looking at another woman and it will be ME chopping you into bloody bits!
  • Inigo: There's that odd sense of humor again! Heh, good one, Lucina. ...Er, Lucina?

With Lucina (Sister)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: This place is a mess. I really should straighten up more...often... Is that a... AAAAAAAAAUGH!
  • Lucina: Gods, I've never seen Inigo run so fast! Are we under attack?! Inigo! What happened back there? ...Are you all right?!
  • Inigo: L-Lucinaaa!
  • Lucina: Breathe, Inigo. Calm down and tell me what happened. You have nothing to fear now that I'm here.
  • Inigo: B-b-bug! A bug!
  • Lucina: ...A bug? ...As in...an insect?
  • Inigo: As in a huge, horrid nightmare, with repulsive, hairy legs... It's TERRIBLE!
  • Lucina: You're telling me all of your screaming and flailing was over an INSECT? *sigh* I thought the Risen had come. You could have sent the camp into a panic.
  • Inigo: AAAAAH! It's back! And it can fly?! S-stay back! Don't come close, fiend!
  • Lucina: Come now, I don't see what all the fuss i—EEEEEEK!
  • Inigo: See? SEE?! It's the stuff of nightmares! Now hurry up and kill it! Kill it with fire magic or what have you!
  • Lucina: Oh, no—I'm not going near that thing! It's HUGE!
  • Inigo: WHAT?! What happened to having nothing to fear now that you're here? How do you plan to save the future if you can't even fell one wretched insect?
  • Lucina: Those two things are not related in the slightest. And how do YOU plan to impress girls if you're scared of a bug?
  • Inigo: I'd sooner die loveless and alone than touch that thing! Look, you're the older one! You do it! Father told you to protect your little brother, didn't he?
  • Lucina: Er, well, I suppose he did... *sigh* All right, I'll...do something about it.
  • Inigo: I knew I could depend on you, Luce! Three cheers for the once and future exalt!
  • Lucina: ...You're a royal, too, you know? It wouldn't kill you to show a bit more spine.
  • Inigo: Hey, now's your chance! It just crawled into a corner behind that shelf!
  • Lucina: It's too dark. I can't see it...
  • Inigo: You'd best light up Falchion. Then once you spot it, strike!
  • Lucina: Falchion isn't some common pitchfork, Inigo! It's a blade of legend!
  • Inigo: All right, all right. At ease, Lucina. I'm sorry I... AHHHHH! It's airborne again! Take cover!
  • Lucina: As formidable a foe as it may be, I won't allow it to set a single hairy leg on you!
  • Inigo: Go, Lucina, go! GET HIM!
  • Chrom: What in the name of...? What are you two doing in here?
  • Lucina: F-Father?
  • Inigo: Father!
  • Chrom: Honestly, you two. All that commotion over a silly insect? What were you thinking?!
  • Inigo: Sorry...
  • Lucina: I'm sorry, Father...
  • Chrom: Just see that it never happens again.
  • (Chrom leaves)
  • Inigo: Of course he would be the one to get it. He's unshakable.
  • Lucina: It's true. Although he was a lot less calm when it came to scolding us...
  • Inigo: Heh, are you still down about that? I actually had a lot of fun. I can't remember the two of us ever getting in trouble like that before. It felt like... I don't know, like we were a normal family for a second there.
  • Lucina: Heh. I confess, it did have its moments...

B SupportEdit

  • Lucina: ...Inigo.
  • Inigo: Mmm?
  • Lucina: You know what I'm about to say, don't you?
  • Inigo: ...Be sure to wash Falchion after I'm finished cutting this apple?
  • Lucina: DON'T use Falchion to cut apples in the first place, you dolt!
  • Inigo: Eep! S-sorry! I'm sorry!
  • Lucina: You had best be more than just sorry... That sword is a national treasure of Ylisse and a final memento of my father. Would you use the last earthly remembrance of your dead father to cut FRUIT?! You've shamed the weapon that built your very homeland!
  • Inigo: Well, you've seen for yourself how big the apple is. And with no other knives around... B-besides, I've never really touched the sword before. I... I suppose I got curious.
  • Lucina: ......
  • Inigo: So, a-are you... Yes, you're angry.
  • Lucina: You've never held Falchion before?
  • Inigo: Not really, no. In the future, you always kept it by your side. And since we've been back here, I've maybe moved it from tent to tent once or twice.
  • Lucina: Then we don't know if you have the potential to wield it.
  • Inigo: Wait, it takes a special person to use it?
  • Lucina: I see there is much you do not know. This blade was forged with Naga's power and steeped in the exalt's bloodline. Only a select few are able to wield it, even among the Ylissean royal house.
  • Inigo: Huh. Quite particular, I see... Though I'm not surprised you're one of them, Lucina.
  • Lucina: You may well be another, Inigo. I'm mortified we've come this far without ever putting it to the test.
  • Inigo: Well, it would be quite an honor to wield such a divine weapon. A powerful warrior with a mystical sword... It's the stuff dreams are made of!
  • Lucina: Mostly I'm ashamed I never stopped to consider it. If you are, in fact, among Falchion's chosen, that is knowledge we need. There may come a time when it proves necessary for you to take it up.
  • Inigo: Like...if you're too busy?
  • Lucina: Like if I'm dead, Inigo. Having someone able to wield it even after I'm gone would be a considerable asset. We must use any means at our disposal to ensure the future is saved. Now let's go put it to the test.
  • Inigo: ......
  • Lucina: Inigo?
  • Inigo: Forget it. There's no way the sword would choose someone like me.
  • Lucina: You don't know that until you try. You yourself just said you wished you were able to wield it. So let's—
  • Inigo: I said NO! I'm not doing it! Don't make me... Don't make me practice for your death, Lucina!
  • Lucina: ...I understand how you feel, but we must be practical about this. We cannot afford to lose this war. No matter what happens or who dies.
  • Inigo: You think I don't know that?! But it's not... It's just not that simple for me, all right? What, are you planning to leave me, too? First my parents and now you?
  • Lucina: Not by choice, Inigo. Never by choice. ...But there are no guarantees in war.
  • Inigo: And that's supposed to make me feel better?! If it means you dying, I don't want anything to do with Falchion! And if you make me try, I'll... I'll just use it to chop up more apples! Hmph! This is pointless. I'm leaving.
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Lucina: Inigo... He sure is stuck on this whole apple business...

A SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Lucina, is this, uh... Do you have a minute?
  • Lucina: What's wrong, Inigo? Why the serious face?
  • Inigo: I want you to help me see whether or not I can wield Falchion.
  • Lucina: Huh? You were so dead set against it. What changed?
  • Inigo: I did, I suppose. I thought about everything you said... About how we need to win this war by any means necessary. I was running away from that truth and from my duty as a child of the exalted bloodline. But like you said, we need to be practical about this. ...So will you help me?
  • Lucina: Of course. I'll make the necessary preparations immediately. All right. I want you to strike at that log as if it were the enemy. If you lack the potential to wield Falchion, its blade will be dull as a stone. You will scarce knock the bark off your target. However, if you are among the blade's chosen, the log will be cleft in two.
  • Inigo: ......
  • Lucina: Here. Take Falchion.
  • Inigo: All right... Here we go... Hey, wait. What am I going to do if this DOES work? ...No, I'll worry about that later. No more doubts. This is a part of my duty... Here I go! RrrAAAGH! ...... ...Huh? I didn't feel anything.
  • Lucina: ...The log is unscathed. I'm sorry, Inigo. It seems you've not been chosen to wield Falchion.
  • Inigo: ......
  • Lucina: Don't take it too hard. This doesn't change who you are. You're still my brother, a son of Chrom, and a prince of Ylisse. Don't let this—
  • Inigo: ...Pffft. Heh heh ha ha ha!
  • Lucina: Inigo?!
  • Inigo: Ah ha ha ha, I'm s-sorry, it's just... I was so worked up, I... I completely missed! I missed the log! Ah ha ha! How embarrassing!
  • Lucina: ...Heh. Heh heh. *ahem* Do try to be serious, Brother. You're making me laugh... *Sigh* I suppose we both got a little too wrapped up in this whole Falchion matter. It wound up souring the air between us, almost as if we'd been quarrelling. I far preferred that night we got in trouble for the giant bug...
  • Inigo: Oh, me too! ...Though at least this helped me firm up my resolve. Not doing what I can out of fear that the people I love might die is just...cowardice. If something should happen to you, I swear to keep fighting to the bitter end. But I still have no intention of letting that happen. The pain is too much to imagine. So let me protect you. It's the least your brother can do!
  • Lucina: I fear I, too, was running. I was afraid to make you a promise. But no more. I swear to you, here and now, that this war will not claim me. I refuse to leave you all alone, Brother, nor allow any harm to come to you. We will survive this together. We will forge a future of our own making.
  • Inigo: It's a promise!
  • Lucina: So it is sworn on Falchion. ...Oh, blast! I completely forgot that I'm on cooking duty tonight. Sorry, but I must be going.
  • (Lucina leaves)
  • Inigo: Ah, wait! Lucina, you forgot Falchion! ...So much for not leaving me all alone. Guess it's just you and me, sword. How's about one more swing for the road, seeing as I'll likely never touch you again? Hrrngh... YAAAAH! ...... ...Heh. Not a scratch. You'd just better do a damned good job of looking after my sister, understand? If Lucina dies, you're getting demoted to royal fruit knife. Don't think I won't do it! ...All right. I'd better get you back to her.
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Chrom: ...Hmm? What's this log? Was someone training? Hmm, split perfectly in two. I've never seen such a clean cut before...

With OwainEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Owain: Shadow DRAAAAAAGON!
  • Inigo: Ah! If it isn't Owain.
  • Owain: Radiant DAAAAAAAAAAAWN!
  • Inigo: And how are you today?
  • Owain: Busy! ...Which I would have thought was obvious.
  • Inigo: Ah, I'm sorry. Perhaps I'll come back when you're done playing.
  • Owain: Hey! This is serious!
  • Inigo: Seriously...childish? Seriously...embarrassing?
  • Owain: Seriously none of your business! Now leave me alone. ...Seriously.
  • Inigo: Sigh.
  • Owain: Okay, just stop. You're not even sighing. You're just saying the word "sigh." Maybe that's why all those girls keep turning you down.
  • Inigo: You're guaranteed to lose 100% of the jousts you never attend, my friend. Perhaps you should name your next move, "Eternal Chastity."
  • Owain: Sure, why not? I've got the perfect teacher for it right in front of me!
  • Inigo: Why, you little—!
  • Owain: What, you want to go? Come on, chump! Have at me! My Shinon Strike will wipe the floor with you!
  • Inigo: Few things in life would give me greater satisfaction than to knock you on your rear. ...But one of us has to be the adult here. And it's obviously not going to be you.
  • Owain: Yeah, that's right. Walk away. You just keep right on walking. ...Jerk.

B SupportEdit

  • Owain: Eliwood's...RAAAAAAAAAAGE!
  • Inigo: Oh, look. The little boy is playing with his dolls again.
  • Owain: Do you see a doll here? No, you don't! That's 'cause this is serious business. I'm honing my psyche so I can grapple with nefarious beasts of the night.
  • Inigo: Well, at least you'll be grappling with something tonight.
  • Owain: Oh, real mature. Now is there a point to this visit, or are you just— H-HEY! Don't read that!
  • Inigo: ...Is this your diary? It's filled with bad drawings of heroes and their weapons.
  • Owain: Don't! The Manual of Justice is more than your mortal eyes can handle!
  • Inigo: Oh, that's just adorable! You even named the book and everything! Now let's see what we've got... "Page 1: Owain. When danger nears, his sword hand twitches and his eyes turn red." ...Oh, come now. Really?
  • Owain: Give it baaaaaaaaaaaack!
  • Inigo: "Every ally hurt within a hundred paces adds a power multiplier..." "At +5, a special move is unlocked that can fell the enemy boss in one hit." Well, that IS impressive! I'm surprised you even need us around, frankly.
  • Owain: Why are you doing this to me? We're supposed to be allies!
  • Inigo: Let's jump around here, shall we? Hmm... How about... "Page 15: The Awesome Catalogue of Ultimate Techniques!" The Axe of Dorcas... The Laguz Leap... Oh, you drew flames around this name! Does that affect the pronunciation?
  • Owain: Either stop reading or just stick a sword in me and be done with it.
  • Inigo: Oh, please. You're overreacting. Besides, genius of this ilk must be shared. I'll say this: your bizarre fantasy world is certainly...robust. You go all out on everything, Owain. And in a way, I respect that.
  • Owain: ...R-really? This isn't just a way for you to make fun of me again? Heh heh. Maybe there's hope for you yet.
  • Inigo: Yeah, see? Like this right here... "Page 27: Weapon Names—D through F." What's that about?
  • Owain: Well, um... I guess it's kind of a mental-warfare type of thing. A sword is just a sword, you know? But a sword with a name is an ally! So I came up with lots of possible names in case someone ever needs a suggestion.
  • Inigo: See? That's actually interesting.
  • Owain: Are you sure you're not still making fun of me?
  • Inigo: No, it really is interesting. ...A little bit. Not a lot.
  • Owain: Really?! Awesome! Wait right there! I'll get you a quill and paper, and we can get started right away!
  • Inigo: Get me...started? Um...
  • Owain: Oh, and cancel your dinner plans, because this is gonna take a while. But spending weeks on minutia is half the fun, right? Ha ha ha!
  • Inigo: Wait! Owain! I never... What have I gotten myself into now?

A SupportEdit

  • Owain: Well? Have you come up with a name for that sword yet?
  • Inigo: I'm still not sure where to start. ...Or WHY to start, honestly.
  • Owain: Come on! A fine sword like that practically shouts its name at you! Just listen! Shhhh... Liiiiiisten...
  • Inigo: ...... ...Nope. Apparently I don't speak sword. Help me out here, Owain. What does it say to you?
  • Owain: Hmm... This sword wants to be named... Flameclaw Wyvernborn the Foe-Slayer!
  • Inigo: That's very...long. Okay, then. What about this spear?
  • Owain: Ha! I already named that one. That's Skyfire Lightning-Slicer!
  • Inigo: Um...you don't really slice things with a spear, Owain.
  • Owain: Skyfire Lightning-Poker!
  • Inigo: ....... All...right then.
  • Owain: Left speechless, huh? I can't blame you.
  • Inigo: Remind me again how this is mental warfare and not you just being mental?
  • Owain: You'll understand once I carve the name into the weapon. Here, watch... Impressive, right?!
  • Inigo: Strangely enough, yes. It does look better.
  • Owain: A weapon with a strong name makes the wielder feel stronger, too! It fills you with confidence on the field of battle and lets you fight to your fullest!
  • Inigo: That kind of makes sense. ...Which scares me.
  • Owain: So let's get you started. Think of a good name, and then carve it into your blade!
  • Inigo: All right, I will!
  • Owain: All done?
  • Inigo: It's...a masterpiece!
  • Owain: Ha ha! That's the spirit! Let's have a look.
  • Inigo: Mmm, what do you think? A vast improvement over your ridiculous names, I think you'll agree.
  • Owain: Inigo, these are just the names of girls who spurned your advances. ...Gods, there must be two hundred names on this thing!
  • Inigo: Mental warfare, my friend. With no more room for names, I HAVE to succeed!
  • Owain: Yeah, but you carved out half the metal! The sword's totally worthless now!
  • Inigo: Oh... Whoops.

With BradyEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Another day, another rejection. Honestly, this is just getting silly. How long will it take womankind to realize my many, many charms?! Mm? What's that? Someone's hunched over the side of the road... I hope he's all ri— Brady?
  • Brady: Aw, I know it was hard. But ya made it, little buddy!
  • Inigo: Everything all right, Brady?
  • Brady: GAH! I-Inigo?! D-don't startle me like that!
  • Inigo: Sorry! I just saw you and wanted... Wait, are you crying?
  • Brady: N-no! Of course I ain't cryin'! Why would I be cryin'?!
  • Inigo: ...Then who came and cried on your face?
  • Brady: No one! I mean... Um... Sh-shut up! What are you doing here, anyway?!
  • Inigo: I'm just wandering the hillside pondering the futility of love. ...So really. Why are you crying?
  • Brady: None'a yer beeswax!
  • Inigo: Tell me! ...Or I'll tell everyone I saw big, tough Brady bawling his eyes out.
  • Brady: Blackmail! ...Oh, fine. I saw this tiny flower bloomin' by the roadside and I got a little misty. You happy now?
  • Inigo: ...... PAAAH HA HA HA HA HA HA! Hoooo! I'm sorry. I just... I never figured you for the sentimental type.
  • Brady: Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up, why don't ya. Just don't go tellin' no one, y'hear?
  • Inigo: My lips are sealed. ...Provided you do me one little favor.
  • Brady: Ugh. What?
  • Inigo: Cheer up! It's nothing difficult—I promise. We can talk about it next time. I'll be in touch! Ta-ta!
  • Brady: ...Ugh. Why'd it have to be him?

B SupportEdit

  • Brady: NO STINKING WAY! I AIN'T DOIN' IT!
  • Inigo: Aw, come on! Don't be such a wet blanket, Brady! All you have to do is walk next to me next time I hit the town. It couldn't be easier!
  • Brady: Next time you go hit on girls, you mean! I don't wanna get dragged into your sad little world, pal!
  • Inigo: There's nothing sad about it! We'll talk to some girls, have a nice cup of tea, and everyone walks away whistling.
  • Brady: I'd sooner drink poison! Go ask someone else!
  • Inigo: Well, all right. I'm sure one of the others would be willing to be my wingman. We can exchange a good laugh at how sad you were the other day...
  • Brady: Y-you rotten little weasel! I'll kill ya! And I was NOT sad! I just had a lot of somethin' in my eye!
  • Inigo: Poetic license. Now, come on. It's just this one time.
  • Brady: Ugh... Fine. But just this once! I don't get why you want me, anyway. I'm a real square, ya know.
  • Inigo: And that's why you're PERFECT!
  • Brady: Haw?
  • Inigo: I just need you to stand there looking glum and sullen. Meanwhile, I'll be impressing the ladies with my smooooth moves.
  • Brady: Wait! You just want me to make you look good by comparison!
  • Inigo: Genius, isn't it?
  • Brady: NO, IT AIN'T! Did you really expect me to say yes to this?!
  • Inigo: I'm not expecting you to say anything, actually. Your outdated slang would likely send all the pretty girls running for cover. ...Unless you think you actually CAN flirt with the ladies. Mmm?
  • Brady: I-I didn't say that! I just... I don't... Aw, horsefeathers! Fine. I'll go. But just this once, hear? Then never, EVER again!
  • Inigo: Thanks, Brady. See you tonight!
  • Brady: Gah, this is gonna be humiliatin'!

A SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Wh-whyyy? *sniff* Hooow?! Tell me... Tell me it's all a bad dream! *Sniff* Waaaaaah!
  • Brady: Gods, pull yourself together, man! You've been sobbin' for an hour.
  • Inigo: You don't know what it's LIKE! You...you just don't know.
  • Brady: If you don't stop, I'm gonna tell everyone to come enjoy the show. Believe me, it's a very temptin' idea.
  • Inigo: I don't care! Everything was going fine until you ruined it, ruiner! This is all your fault!
  • Brady: It's my fault you started runnin' your mouth about me? My fault you told a pack of strangers how you saw me cryin'?! I'm the one who should be yelling at YOU, twerp!
  • Inigo: ...Heh. Heh heh heh... Ah ha ha ha ha ha!
  • Brady: This cat's gone loco...
  • Inigo: No, you're right. You're right! That's what started it. I just don't understand why it made the ladies fall all over you! ...And start ignoring me, I might add!
  • Brady: The heck should I know?! They came at me so fast, I could barely follow what they were saying. Somethin' about a thug with a heart'a gold. Then that other gal went off 'bout how dreamy sensitive men are.
  • Inigo: How is sobbing over a flower dreamy?!
  • Brady: Don't ask me, pal. First time anybody's ever said anything like that to me. I always thought bein' a crybaby was... Ya know. Shameful.
  • Inigo: Oh, nice. Rub salt in the wound. You think I'm not ashamed enough already? Then fine, go ahead and laugh. Laugh at the big, fat crybaby! And of course, now that I'm sobbing, there isn't a woman to be found!
  • Brady: Brother? You have GOT to let this go. So you're bad at picking up dames. Who cares?!
  • Inigo: Easy for you to say. They were fawning over you! Well, good for you, Mr. Popular. I'm reeeeeeeeal happy for you.
  • Brady: I should redecorate your face with my fist for all this nonsense. But ya know what? Now I know that bein' sentimental ain't all bad. A huge load's been lifted from me today, and I guess I got you to thank for it.
  • Inigo: So you got to play dreamboat AND were cured of a lifelong trauma? I'd say someone owes me big.
  • Brady: Maybe. But I ain't doin' this again!
  • Inigo: Damn right you're not! I don't want you anywhere near me next time!
  • Brady: Heh. Maybe we're more alike than I thought.
  • Inigo: Hardly! And don't think I'm not still furious with you!
  • Brady: Aw, boo hoo hoo. Quit bein' such a Melvin!

With KjelleEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Kjelle: Hya! Grah! Hiyaaah!
  • Inigo: How goes the training, Kjelle? Your form is as lovely as ever. ...If you know what I mean.
  • Kjelle: *Huff, huff...* What do you want, Inigo?
  • Inigo: You could use a break from training. What say you and me go have some fun?!
  • Kjelle: I'm afraid to ask what your idea of fun entails.
  • Inigo: Madam, you wound me! A chaste cup of tea was all I had in mind. Perhaps some cake. Eating sweets is a proven pick-me-up, and you owe it to your exhausted body!
  • Kjelle: Pass. Now if you're done talking, I have a training regimen to get back to. ...As should you.
  • Inigo: Ouch! That hurts. All work and no play makes Kjelle a dull...um...Kjelle. If you don't blow off steam every once in a while, you'll explode!
  • Kjelle: Training isn't stressful. It's fun. ...Listening to you is stressful.
  • Inigo: Oh, come on! It'll be a blast! I'll even let you pick out the cake. My favorite is lemon with chocolate frosting, but you can get—
  • Kjelle: Go. Away. Now.
  • Inigo: Fine. Fiiiiiine! I'll just go eat cake by myself, then. But I'll be back tomorrow! Just you wait!
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Kjelle: ...I wonder if Chrom would mind if I stabbed him?

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Heeey, Kjelle! Ready to go? I've got the whole day planned!
  • Kjelle: My day is already planned. I'm training. Now go away.
  • Inigo: Sorry, no can do! Persistence is my greatest strength, you know.
  • Kjelle: It's pronounced "tragic flaw."
  • Inigo: Ah ha! I see your wit is as sharp as a tack!
  • Kjelle: That wasn't a joke.
  • Inigo: One day, my sweet, my ceaseless dedication will win you over.
  • Kjelle: ...You really are unbelievable.
  • Inigo: Are you all right? You look tired. Can I get you something? Perhaps a slice of cherry cake with those little frosting flowers would—
  • Kjelle: Oh, for the love of— FINE! Fine. Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine. I'll go out with you on one condition.
  • Inigo: Ooh, progress! ...What's the condition?
  • Kjelle: You have to fight me for it. Land one blow past my guard, and you can take me to whatever cake shop you like. I'll even let you pick the weapon.
  • Inigo: Er... Um... Right. But you see, that's not really...fair. You're the strongest person I know... And that's including Chrom!
  • Kjelle: Okay, then. Get lost.
  • Inigo: N-no, wait! I'll do it! I'll fight you! I told you that persistence is my greatest strength! Although right now I wish strength was my greatest strength... Anyway, the sword was my first love, so let us do battle with that!
  • Kjelle: Sure. It's your funeral.
  • Inigo: *Gulp!* I mean...um... Ha ha! Don't be surprised when I dance circles around you!
  • Kjelle: Anytime, twinkle toes. I've been waiting for a chance to pound you into dust. This is going to be fun. ...Heh. Heh heh heh. Ha ha! AAAH HA HA HA!
  • Inigo: Eep! Kjelle, I d-didn't know you had an evil side! W-well at least you seem to be enjoying yourself for a change... Ha ha...ha?

A SupportEdit

  • Inigo: I hope you're ready, Kjelle! Today's the day. I can feel it!
  • Kjelle: What, again? How many times does this make?
  • Inigo: To be honest, I've lost track. ...Ten? A dozen, maybe?
  • Kjelle: I stopped counting at thirty. A normal person would've given up by now.
  • Inigo: Aw, thanks, Kjelle!
  • Kjelle: That wasn't a compliment! Why are you still here? What motivation could possibly drive you this far? It's truly baffling. And a little scary.
  • Inigo: I want to go out with you! That's all. I think it'd be fun. I know I'd have fun, and I want you to have fun, too. Maybe you'd even smile once in a while.
  • Kjelle: ...That's it?
  • Inigo: Isn't that what I said from the beginning? What other reason would there be?
  • Kjelle: Avenging your pride? Honing your skills? Dementia?! There must be SOMETHING! No one would suffer this many thrashings for a date!
  • Inigo: Um...I don't know what else to say. I guess a date with you is worth a few bruises. Besides, you always have a huge grin on your face when we're fighting. So it's kind of like we're on a date already! ...Except for the beatings.
  • Kjelle: Ugh. Forget I asked.
  • Inigo: Already forgotten! Now let's get down to business. ...En garde!
  • Kjelle: You're on, lover boy.

S SupportEdit

  • Kjelle: ......
  • Inigo: What's wrong? You look so serious.
  • Kjelle: No, I was just...thinking.
  • Inigo: You sure? You're not getting sick are you? Maybe we should put off today's match.
  • Kjelle: No, I'm fine. Really. And we don't need to fight a match today. ...You already got me.
  • Inigo: I'm confused. Because last time we fought, you almost broke my face.
  • Kjelle: No, Inigo. You broke something. ...The wall around my heart.
  • Inigo: I think I'd remember that. I pay pretty close attention to your...heart...area.
  • Kjelle: Gods, you're an idiot. It's a metaphor! It means your stupid persistence finally won out. And even though your sword didn't touch me, I count this as a win for you. So go on. You pick the spot and let's have some fun.
  • Inigo: You mean it?! Really?! Oh, wow, Kjelle, you will NOT regret this!
  • Kjelle: None of this makes any sense. I mean, it never did. You're such a huge flirt, I figured you'd take off when I shot you down. I even hit you in the face with a sword, but you just got up and kept trying. I guess in the end I found it kind of...charming.
  • Inigo: Now that you've learned that resistance is futile, can I ask one more favor?
  • Kjelle: Sure, why not?
  • Inigo: I, uh... I don't actually want just one date...
  • Kjelle: Well, aren't we confident!
  • Inigo: The more we fought, the more it became clear to me... I...I can't get enough of you! I want to spend every single day with you!
  • Kjelle: Every single...day?
  • Inigo: Well, you know. There might be the odd overseas mission or something. But otherwise, yes! Every single day! So...what do you think?
  • Kjelle: Have you been plotting this the whole time?
  • Inigo: You said it yourself—that's a lot of beatings to suffer for just one date.
  • Kjelle: I don't understand. Why me?
  • Inigo: I think it's your smile, honestly. After watching you grin like a maniac every time we fought, something just clicked. Now, this could be the head trauma talking. I won't rule it out. But I so enjoyed our time together and I... I think I love you.
  • Kjelle: Oh, wow... Um... I think... I mean, I might also...
  • Inigo: Yes?
  • Kjelle: Look I'm not good with...words. Let's just say I'm very happy right now. We've got a long life of fun and cake and head trauma ahead of us. Besides, if I turned you down, you'd never stop bothering me anyway.
  • Inigo: Hah! Gullibility as charged! I'm a lucky man, Kjelle. And I swear to protect you for as long as I live.
  • Kjelle: Your brain damage is worse than I thought. How about you just stay behind me? I'll make sure you get through this war in one piece.

With CynthiaEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: *Sigh*
  • Cynthia: What's wrong, Inigo? No, wait! Lemme guess. You got shot down by another pretty girl, huh?
  • Inigo: Actually, she was GORGEOUS! And for such a beautiful young creature, she certainly packed a mean left hook... I think I just need some time alone. ...Well, that and some ice.
  • Cynthia: With all the practice you get, you'd think you'd have better luck hitting on women.
  • Inigo: Ha ha, very funny. I'm thoroughly amused. You just wait. I know what went wrong. I'll nail it next time for sure!
  • Cynthia: That's the spirit! Buck up, little camper! You're no fun when you're all mopey.
  • Inigo: Someone's bound to pick up on my rugged charm and roguish good looks eventually. I just have to hang in there until then.
  • Cynthia: Now you're talkin'! Wooooo! (Talkin' a bunch of nonsense...)
  • Inigo: Sorry, did you say something?
  • Cynthia: Who, me? Not this girl, no sir-ee. Nuh-uh. Nothin'. Anyway, I'm glad you're feeling better. You just stay there and practice smiling while I find you some ice.

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Ugh, my ears are still ringing... I'll grant that the kick to the shins was warranted, but she didn't have to yell!
  • Cynthia: Wheeew! This is the heaviest batch yet! ...Oh, hey, Inigo. How goes it? Any luck with the laaadies?
  • Inigo: Does this look like the leg of a lucky man, Cynthia?
  • Cynthia: Ouch. That's quite the bruise there. ...Well, we all have our off days. Or our off...every days.
  • Inigo: I don't need you to twist the knife! Just let me lick my wounds in private.
  • Cynthia: Aw, I'm sorry, Inigo! I didn't mean it like that, I promise.
  • Inigo: Enough. Let's talk about you for a change. What's all that you're carrying?
  • Cynthia: Um...cake, mostly. I think? These girls in town just started giving me gifts, but I haven't had the time to look.
  • Inigo: Girls? Cake? Gifts? Girls? Town? ...GIRLS?!
  • Cynthia: It was so weird! I was just walking along when they started running up to me! Kept wishing me luck and staying I was their idol or something. I dunno.
  • Inigo: Oh, right, sure. You dunno. Cakes and girls just fell out of the clear blue sky. ...DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW JEALOUS I AM RIGHT NOW?!
  • Cynthia: Hee hee! Well, it does feel pretty good. I won't lie.
  • Inigo: I guess I can see why girls like you. What with that dashing heroine thing you're got going on.
  • Cynthia: I guess? I'm not really sure.
  • Inigo: All those girls...fawning over you... I'd give anything to have that happen to me.
  • Cynthia: Aw, don't get all weepy on me again. You gotta knuckle down and man up! Here, eat some cake. You'll feel better.
  • Inigo: ...Mmmrph! Thanks, Cynthia. I still feel pathetic, but I appreciate the sentiment.
  • Cynthia: Yay! Now get some sugar in you and climb back up on that love horse!

A SupportEdit

  • Cynthia: Phew, I think this haul sets a new record! If I eat all this by myself, I'll explode...
  • Inigo: Hello, Cynthia.
  • Cynthia: Ah, Inigo! Off to woo the ladies again?
  • Inigo: On my way back, actually. ...Don't ask how it went. That's quite the gift basked you've got. Accosted by another pack of feral fans?
  • Cynthia: What can I say? They love me. You want some more cake?
  • Inigo: I'm not really in the mood, thanks. ...Now, tell me. What's your secret? How are you so irresistible to girls? I like to think I'm rather charming, and my looks are nothing to sneeze at...
  • Cynthia: Maybe they smell the desperation. Why does it matter so much to you?
  • Inigo: What do you mean?
  • Cynthia: I mean, why do you feel a need to flirt so much? Would it kill you not to have a throng of screaming girls pining for you?
  • Inigo: I don't— Hmm... It's not a logical thing that draws me to the ladies. It's more like instinct.
  • Cynthia: Instinct, huh? Well, I can't speak for other girls, Inigo, but I find you pretty entertaining. You've been a good friend since we were young, and I like you a lot. Plus, I know you've got a good heart, despite all the...leering. So that's gotta count for something!
  • Inigo: I appreciate that, but—
  • Cynthia: I'm not the only one, you know. Lots of folks here like you! So maybe don't let a chicken walk on your lip every time a girl turns you down, eh?
  • Inigo: Don't let a chicken...? No, you're right. Thank you. No more moping, I promise.
  • Cynthia: Good! Now let's have that smile!
  • Inigo: You always knew how to drag it out of me. And now I'm going to put it to use! There's got to be a lonely beauty around here somewhere!
  • Cynthia: Go get her, tiger!

S SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Hey, Cynthia. You, uh... You got a minute?
  • Cynthia: You're all quiet. What's wrong? Are you sick or something?
  • Inigo: Sorry, I just... I wanted to ask... You remember a little while ago, when you said you liked me? You mean that you like me because we've been friends since we were kids, right?
  • Cynthia: Um, kind of, yea. But I mean... Wait, what's this about?
  • Inigo: I keep thinking about it. ...What you said, I mean. I think that... Um... I think I'm in love with you, Cynthia. And not just flirty one-time love. This is...real.
  • Cynthia: ...What?!
  • Inigo: I know it's probably impossible to take me seriously, given my record. But I had to tell you anyway, because... I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want us to get old and gray together.
  • Cynthia: .....
  • Inigo: Heh... It's all right. I figured as much. Who could fall for the guy who's always whining about striking out with other girls?
  • Cynthia: Um... I could...
  • Inigo: Yes, I understand. No hard— Wait, what?
  • Cynthia: I've liked you since forever, Inigo. Ever since we were kids. And it always tears me up to see you sad. That's why I always cheer you on with...you know. Girls?
  • Inigo: R-really?
  • Cynthia: I mean, yeah, it made me super mad to watch you hit on every girl but me... But me being mad is still better than you being sad. ...At least, I think so.
  • Inigo: Cynthia, I'm sorry... I was such a fool! I had no idea I was doing that to you this whole time. Oh, how could I not have seen it?!
  • Cynthia: Hee hee! Then there's to the start of a new future together!
  • Inigo: A future where the two of us are happy forever!
  • Cynthia: A future where you don't talk to any girl but me!
  • Inigo: No, of course... ...Not?
  • Cynthia: Was there a question mark at the end of that sentence, Inigo?
  • Inigo: Um...no?
  • Cynthia: There! You just did it again! And why are you backing away from me?!
  • Inigo: I, uh... Natural...self-preservation...reflex?
  • Cynthia: Inigo! You get back here THIS INSTANT!
  • Inigo: Sorry, my love! You'll always be my number one! But there are so many other lovely numbers out there!

With SeveraEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Hel-lo, Severa! Looking good, lass!
  • Severa: ......
  • Inigo: Oh ho! There's nothing hotter than a cold shoulder!
  • Severa: You're an idiot. You think anything with a skirt looks good. Your compliments have lost all meaning.
  • Inigo: Ah! Her melodious voice rings out at last! Now if I can just get a smile, I can die happy!
  • Severa: You can die quickly if you don't shut up! Now stop wasting your breath. I'm not the sort of floozy to swoon over a cowpile of trite flattery.
  • Inigo: Aw, come on! Saying someone looks good is just like saying hi!
  • Severa: Do you say Chrom "looks good" when you see him? Or Frederick? No! You don't! It's just girls! Gods, this is... Look, I don't have time to deal with your weird sexist world. Later.
  • Inigo: S-Severa! Darling! Wait!
  • (Severa leaves)
  • Inigo: Aaaaand she's gone. Geez. You'd think a lady could take a compliment...

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Hel-lo, Severa! You're looking darling as ever!
  • Severa: Are you deaf or just an idiot? ...Wait, don't tell me. I know.
  • Inigo: I'm simply incapable of speaking anything but the truth!
  • Severa: What must it be like to live in your head? Are there happy ponies in there? It's really something how utterly delusional your optimism is. If I didn't hate you so much, I might even be impressed.
  • Inigo: Huzzah! I got a heavily qualified and slightly sarcastic compliment from Severa!
  • Severa: You are truly a staggering creature... Why on earth do you insist on coming around and saying that I... That I "look good."
  • Inigo: Um, because you look good?
  • Severa: ARE YOU MAKING FUN OF ME?! This camp is full of good-looking girls who will giggle and tee-hee all night long. I clearly despise you. So why chase me around?
  • Inigo: You're selling yourself short, Severa. I think the ice-queen bit is charming! The higher the hurdle you have to leap, the more satisfying it feels once you're over it!
  • Severa: I am NOT a hurdle, jerk!
  • Inigo: W-wait! Th-that's not what I meant! Look, I'm serious. Honestly, I am. I wouldn't mess with your emotions.
  • Severa: Your idea of serious is pretty far out there, Inigo.
  • Inigo: ...Whatever could you mean?
  • Severa: Ugh! Enough! None of this matters. I have things to do. N-now just...leave me alone!
  • Inigo: I knew it!
  • Severa: Wh-what?!
  • Inigo: You put on a good show, but I know under all those thorns you're a total sweetie. And I'm going to stick around until I get to see the real you! ...Er, this is the part where you smile. It's a terrible waste to see such a pretty face scowling all the time.
  • Severa: You're obviously as blind as you are crazy. Now will you PLEASE just go away?!
  • Inigo: ...Huh?! I can't go away if you go away first! Heeey! Severa! Wait up!

A SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Sorry to keep you waiting, Severa. An errand came up that has me running a bit behind schedule today.
  • Severa: I...I wasn't waiting for you, Inigo!
  • Inigo: Ah ha ha! Suuure you weren't!
  • Severa: Gya! You are simply DELUSIONAL! ...Also, you are running late today. You always bother me at the same time every day. I can set a clock to it.
  • Inigo: That's because I was getting...THIS! It's a present! ...Come on, open it! Come on, come on, come ooon!
  • Severa: You got me a... present?
  • Inigo: I sure did! You never seemed to believe me when I said that you looked good. So I thought this ring might help you feel more...I dunno. Pretty?
  • Severa: You...really want me to have this?
  • Inigo: Well, yeah! I picked it out for you! Go on, try it on.
  • Severa: This is stupid. I don't see why... A-all right. But just to see how... There. It's on.
  • Inigo: Say, it really brings out your eyes! I think you look adorable. Of course, I DO have a talent for this sort of thing.
  • Severa: F-flattery will get you nowhere, Inigo! Now take this back!
  • Inigo: But...it looks good on you.
  • Severa: ...It's bulky and garish and would just get in the way. Kind of like the person who gave it to me!
  • Inigo: Oh. I...I see...
  • Severa: Still, I suppose it means that your words are more than idle flattery. So...thank you. Now good-bye!
  • Inigo: ...There she goes again. But at least I got a smile this time! ...Oh, Inigo, you sly dog, you!

S SupportEdit

  • Severa: Say, Inigo... You have a second?
  • Inigo: Of course, Severa. Is everything all right? It's a little odd having you be the one to approach me.
  • Severa: Sh-shut up!
  • Inigo: Sorry! I didn't mean anything by it. Sooooo... What do you need?
  • Severa: I was thinking about something you said before. About how under the thorns I was sweet, and that you were waiting around to see it.
  • Inigo: That's the plan.
  • Severa: ...... See, at the time, I assumed it was... Well, I thought it was more idle flattery. Like everything else you say. But that's not what I... I mean, I see now that... Look, I'll accept your ring. But not as a present.
  • Inigo: What?
  • Severa: I mean, assuming you haven't already given it to some other floozy. ...WELL?! Do you have it or not?!
  • Inigo: O-of course! It's right here! I've been carrying it next to my heart in case you... changed your mind.
  • Severa: R-really?
  • Inigo: I'm still not sure I follow everything you were saying, but you want it now...right?
  • Severa: Right. But not as a present!
  • Inigo: Severa, I'm not taking your money.
  • Severa: No, you idiot! I mean it's not JUST a present. It's a...promise. ...About us.
  • Inigo: Oh, NOW I get it! Sure, okay!
  • Severa: OKAY?!
  • Inigo: No! Not like that! I mean... Look, I was just nervous! I thought you were going to yell at me again. But now I know that you actually... Here. Quick. Take the ring! Now you and I will be together forever!
  • Severa: ...What's going on here? You accept? Just like that? No blustering about how you aren't ready to commit? No fool talk about how it's not me, it's you? ...None of that? You're just going to...marry me? Like that? Poof? How can you be so CASUAL about it?!
  • Inigo: I told you my goal was to see the real you, and here she is! Why would I turn her away after waiting all this time?
  • Severa: ...Gods, I'm an idiot. I had a whole speech worked out and everything.
  • Inigo: Sorry to deviate from the script! ...But I'm very happy with the conclusion. Come, Severa! Our love will have a true storybook ending!
  • Severa: ...I can't believe I'm actually falling for these cornball lines. What's wrong with me?!
  • Inigo: Um, are we back to the ice queen already? Ah, well. Good thing I love her as much as the sweetie patootie!
  • Severa: Okay, now you need to stop talking. And I hope you love the ice queen, because you're stuck with her now! The rest of your life is a VERY long time, you know!
  • Inigo: I understand, Your Highness!

With GeromeEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Hey, Gerome. How's it going?
  • Gerome: .......
  • Inigo: What's with the silent treatment? Nothing? Not even a monosyllabic reply? Grunt once if you can hear me.
  • Gerome: ......
  • Inigo: Look, you're already hard enough to read thanks to that silly mask. The least you could do is respond when someone says hello.
  • Gerome: No, it isn't.
  • Inigo: What isn't?
  • Gerome: It isn't the least I can do. The least I can do is nothing. And I've no intention of whiling away my valuable hours with a vapid male floozy.
  • Inigo: Yowch. What did I ever do to you? Aside from that time I stepped on your wyvern's tail, which was SO an accident. Oh, wait. There's also that time I left all that butter in your tent. Did you get the butter scorpions cleared out yet? Those guys can be nasty. Wait, I know what this is about! You're mad because I voted you Most Likely to Go Bald at dinner last week.
  • Gerome: .......
  • Inigo: Not that either, eh? Hmm... Well, I'm fresh out of ideas.
  • Gerome: I'm surprised to see you think at all. ...Now good-bye.
  • Inigo: Hey, hey, whoa! Don't you think that's a little harsh? I haven't— Okay, then. See ya around, Gerome! Someday... Boy, that guy has NO sense of camaraderie. We're fighting a war here! You think he'd at least try to get along...

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Heeey, Gerome! Roamin' Gerome! The paaale rider!
  • Gerome: ......
  • Inigo: I've got something to say to you, buddy!
  • Gerome: I don't care.
  • Inigo: Well, you may as well start walking, because I'm going to say it anyway: What's with the whole aloof bit, huh? Think you're too good for us?
  • Gerome: I have no interest in fraternizing. ...Least of all with you.
  • Inigo: Look, nobody's asking you to be a social butterfly like Lissa. But we're your allies, you know? You could at least try to be a little bit friendly! ...Even with me.
  • Gerome: "Allies"? ...Do you expect me to rely on you in combat? To team up with you? Your only expertise is in flirting, and you still manage to fail spectacularly. I'll take my chances alone.
  • Inigo: Argh! That does it, mister. You're coming with me!
  • Gerome: I am most certainly— N-now see here! Unhand me!
  • Inigo: Hope you didn't have any plans, 'cause if you did, they just got canceled!
  • Gerome: Where are you taking me?!
  • Inigo: Gerome, my friend? You and I are going to find some ladies!
  • Gerome: WE ARE DOING NO SUCH THING!
  • Inigo: Oh, yes we are! We're going to find some lovelies and be each other's wingman. Now stop moaning and start walking!
  • Gerome: Fate stalks my every step, fool! I've not time for such lunacy!
  • Inigo: Look, if you're that afraid that I'll get all the girls, you can just say so. I mean, it's okay. Every party has a lonely guy stewing on the sidelines.
  • Gerome: I fear nothing but the cold hand of death!
  • Inigo: Great! Then let's get going! Okay, so the first thing you need is an opening line. Maybe something like... "Do you like tea? Because we like 'U'!" ...See, it's an alphabet joke. Girls love puns. It's a known fact.
  • Gerome: Idiot! There is no "we" here, and I want no part of this!
  • Inigo: Oh, wait! Or you could say... "Hey baby. Ever ridden a wyvern before?" ...Oh, that's good. I may have to start riding wyverns so I can use that line.
  • Gerome: Let me go this instant!
  • Inigo: Come on, gramps! Pick up the pace! Those ladies won't hit on themselves!
  • Gerome: S-stop! Put me down! Put me dooooown!

A SupportEdit

  • Inigo: ......
  • Gerome: ......
  • Inigo: "Ooh, Gerome! You're so mysterious!" "Your mask is sooo dreamy, Gerome!" You were supposed to be my wingman! Not my competition!
  • Gerome: ......
  • Inigo: ...Say, Gerome?
  • Gerome: What is it?
  • Inigo: Your mask is falling off there, buddy.
  • Gerome: The strap is broken. A woman damaged it while she was...reaching for me.
  • Inigo: And I suppose the same woman tore those holes in your clothes?
  • Gerome: She did not want me to leave. She was...stronger than she looked. I've never been so manhandled.
  • Inigo: I WANT TO BE MANHANDLED! This makes FOUR TIMES I've taken you out and had the ladies completely ignore me. How does this keep happening? Huh?!
  • Gerome: I wish I knew. I find your flirtatious lifestyle to be utterly exhausting.
  • Inigo: Oh, boo hoo! Poor you! Quit gloating.
  • Gerome: I'm not gloating.
  • Inigo: So says the guy who had a band of women sing love songs outside his tent last night. I bet you feel pretty special.
  • Gerome: Actually, I feel exhausted. They sang until dawn.
  • Inigo: Why do girls always go for the jerks? Huh? Never a nice guy like me! Well, fine. You get your wish. I'm never going out with you again!
  • Gerome: Thank the gods.
  • Inigo: *Sniff*
  • Gerome: Um...Inigo?
  • Inigo: *Whimper* *sniff*
  • Gerome: Are you...crying?
  • Inigo: Shut up! You don't know what it's like! I try SO HARD, and then you come along with a mask and some muscles and...and... Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
  • Gerome: Um... Come now, stop. Stop that. ...Stop crying this instant! This is making me very uncomfortable! Oh, for the love of... Fine. I'm sorry. There, all right? You're not a failure because you, uh... You taught me how to... Teamwork, yes? That was the point of all this? Well, you taught me teamwork.
  • Inigo: *Sniff* ...I d-did?
  • Gerome: You did. And now I owe you one. ...Or perhaps half of one.
  • Inigo: You...you mean it? I mean...well...I guess as long as you learned something, it was worth it. Just don't go getting cocky on me, now! I'll get twice as many ladies as you next time!
  • Gerome: Next...time?
  • Inigo: Oh, yeah! So keep that schedule open!
  • Gerome: Ha ha! ...Ha? ...Yeargh. And I thought keeping a wyvern content was difficult...
  • Inigo: Mmm? You say something?
  • Gerome: No. (Ah well. At least he's feeling better now...)

With Morgan (Male) (Son)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Morgan: Hmm... I wonder why I have no memory of my father... All my memories of Mother are so crisp and clear... I remember what an amazing tactician she was, all the time we studied together... But nothing at all about my father. It's one big blank.
  • Inigo: What are you up to, Morgan?
  • Morgan: Father! That's amazing! I was just thinking about you! Is this fate?! This is totally fate! Family-style fate! ...Wait, no. How did Mother put it? "We're not pawns of some scripted fate. It's invisible ties we forge that bind us." So yeah, it's not fate. It's the whole invisible bond-link... thing!
  • Inigo: Heh, Is that so?
  • Morgan: Yup! Even without my memories, there's an invisible thread that links us. Er, but that reminds me... I was just wondering how I could have possibly forgotten you, Father. Do you think maybe you could help me get those memories back?
  • Inigo: I'd be happy to try. After all—
  • Morgan: Yay! Thanks so much! I'll start preparing. Oh, I can't wait to get started!
  • (Morgan leaves)
  • Inigo: Well, he's certainly got energy to spare...

B SupportEdit

  • Morgan: Father? Do you have a moment?
  • Inigo: Sure, I have time.
  • Morgan: Perfect! Then let's get started on Project Get Memories of Dad Back! Step one—figure how we're going to trigger some flashbacks. I've already tried banging my head against a post, but nothing. I mean, it made me dizzy and nauseated, but it didn't unearth any hidden memories. What do you think, Father? Perhaps a stone wall would work better?
  • Inigo: Let's just... hold off on the head smashing for now, shall we? Perhaps you could try just staring at me for a bit? Right into my eyes.
  • Morgan: Argh, that's perfect! You're a genius! I must have seen your face a million times in the future. It's bound to bring SOMETHING back if I stare at it long enough. Okay, sory to invade your personal space here, but... Here goes... ...... ......... ............ ............... Drats! It's not working. I don't remember a thing. It's like... Have you ever stared at a word so long it kind of fell apart? And you think, "Is that how that's spelled? Wait, is that even a real WORD?!" Except here it's "Is that what Father looked like?"
  • Inigo: Er, right. Perhaps that's enough of the memory project for one day?
  • Morgan: Sure... I'm still a little dizzy from banging the post earlier, to be honest... But this doesn't end here! I'm not giving up until I remember you, Father!

A SupportEdit

  • Morgan: *Sigh* No luck today, either... I'm going crazy trying to remember you. I feel so useless! I'm just so... *sniff* Why can't I... *sob*
  • Inigo: Come now, Morgan. No tears.
  • Morgan: B-but I know I must have loved you just as much as I loved Mother. I bet we had a million memories together, and the thought of having lost them... I feel like I failed you. Like I... Like I... *sob*
  • Inigo: Morgan...
  • Morgan: *Sniff* S-sorry. I guess I got a little carried away there... Ngh! M-my head! ...Wha—?!
  • Inigo: What's wrong?!
  • Morgan: I... I remembered something! Just one tiny little memory, but... I remember! You were smiling at me...and you called my name... Ha ha! Yes! You looked a little bit older, but it was DEFINITELY you! Oh thank you, Father. I never would have remembered without your help. And hey, this is great! If I can get one memory back, maybe I can get the rest! It may take time, but I won't stop trying until I remember everything about you.
  • Inigo: Take all the time you need. I'll always be here for you... you know that, right?
  • Morgan: Aw... Thanks, Dad.

With Morgan (Female)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Hey, Morgan. You busy?
  • Morgan: Oh, hi, Inigo! Not really. What's going on?
  • Inigo: I thought we might grab a cup of tea.
  • Morgan: Tea? Hmm...
  • Inigo: It doesn't have to be for long! I thought maybe talking might stimulate your brain. Maybe jog your memory a bit?
  • Morgan: I suppose that's possible, now that you mention it. In that case, we should ask everyone to come! More people means more topics!
  • Inigo: Er...right. But it seems like they're all...um...busy. So maybe just the two of us should go.
  • Morgan: I don't remember anyone saying they were particularly busy?
  • Inigo: Oh! Well, um...crap.
  • Morgan: Wait, were you flirting just now? Was I just hit on?!
  • Inigo: Wh-what? No! Of course not! I have nothing but the most platonic of respects for you, Morgan! I'll, uh... Right then! Perhaps another time.
  • Morgan: Giving up already? That's a little surprising.
  • Inigo: Knowing when to make your exit is part of being a dashing gentleman.
  • Morgan: Well, I think being a gracious loser is an admirable trait!
  • Inigo: Oh, this isn't a loss. It's just a time-out in a much larger game!
  • Morgan: Your philandering is quite deplorable, but high marks on your attitude!
  • Inigo: Yes, I think high marks are— Wait, what was that first part?

B SupportEdit

  • Morgan: Oh, there you are, Inigo.
  • Inigo: Hmm? Oh. Hi, Morgan.
  • Morgan: What's wrong? You look like you're wilting. Ooh, let me guess! You hit on a pretty girl, and she shot you down?
  • Inigo: Ha! Everyone thinks they know Inigo. Well, they don't know squat! ...But, yes. That's what happened. Honestly, all I want is one lousy cup of tea! Is that really so much to ask?
  • Morgan: That doesn't sound like the Inigo I know. What happened to "this game isn't over!" or whatever it was you said?
  • Inigo: The beginning turned into a middle, which became an end. Now it's a loss.
  • Morgan: Ouch. This really has you down, huh? ...Oh, all right. You can win this one.
  • Inigo: Huh? How do you mean?
  • Morgan: I'll go out with you.
  • Inigo: ...I suppose this is the part where mummers burst out of the bushes and laugh at me?
  • Morgan: No joke, Inigo! I'll give you a date, but on one condition... I don't remember anything about food, and I'd like to learn about new cuisines. So let's skip tea and jump straight to the main course! Buy me dinner.
  • Inigo: You're on! Where do you want to go? Within reason, of course! Ha ha!
  • Morgan: Hmm... Why not tell me how much you have, and I'll pick the best spot you can afford!
  • Inigo: Er... That sounds expensive...
  • Morgan: Ooh, I'm so excited!
  • Inigo: Oh dear...

A SupportEdit

  • Inigo: ......
  • Morgan: Hi, Inigo! How goes the philandering? Did our dinner date help turn your luck around?
  • Inigo: Oh, yes. It turned me around a full 360 degrees!
  • Morgan: Oh, that's great! ...Wait, no it isn't. That's not great at all!
  • Inigo: Ha! That isn't the half of it. I only WISH I'd come full circle to when we went out.
  • Morgan: What happened?
  • Inigo: A girl agreed to join me for tea, and I was on cloud nine!
  • Morgan: Buuuuut?
  • Inigo: But she spiked my drink and robbed me blind while I was out cold! She even took the shirt off my back! ...Left the pants, though.
  • Morgan: Oooh. That's not good at all.
  • Inigo: The joke's on her. My purse was nearly empty after taking you out. But now I've gone from poor to flat broke. I guess it's dirt soup for Inigo tonight...
  • Morgan: Wow. I don't know what to say.
  • Inigo: I've always done my best for the ladies of the world. I'm even fighting a war for them! But now...
  • Morgan: Wait. You're fighting a war to impress girls?
  • Inigo: *Ahem* ...But now that my love has been so cruelly abused, I don't know if I can ever—
  • Morgan: You're fighting a war to impress GIRLS?!
  • Inigo: Can we get past that already?
  • Morgan: No, actually! I don't think I can! ...Still, I'm sure that woman didn't become a thief because she wanted to. So perhaps THAT should be your reason for fighting this terrible war. We need to bring hope back to the world and make it a place for honest folk again!
  • Inigo: I suppose you're right...
  • Morgan: Come on, Inigo. I'll buy dinner. I owe you a meal anyway.
  • Inigo: ...Truly?
  • Morgan: I know, I know. Quite an honor to be taken out by a lady. And a first for you, I'd imagine.
  • Inigo: I'll pretend I didn't hear the last part. ...But thanks, Morgan. That's sweet. All right then! I hereby forgive all the cruel ladies of this world! The war for your hearts rages on, and Inigo shall return to the fray!
  • Morgan: Now THAT'S the Inigo we ladies know and occasionally manage to tolerate!

S SupportEdit

  • Morgan: Ah, here you are!
  • Inigo: Sorry, were you looking for me?
  • Morgan: It's your lucky day! I've come to help you flirt with the ladies!
  • Inigo: Wait, what? What does that even mean?
  • Morgan: Remember when that lady tricked you, then drugged you, then robbed you?
  • Inigo: Er, yes, thank you.
  • Morgan: Well, from now on, I'm going to hide in the bushes whenever you're on a date. And if anyone tries any funny business, I'll jump out and give 'em what for! Now, come on! I'm ready for action!
  • Inigo: That's sweet and...a little creepy, actually. But I don't need a chaperone.
  • Morgan: Aw, why not?
  • Inigo: Because I'm done flirting with other ladies. ...It's more fun flirting with you.
  • Morgan: Aw, and here I was all excited to watch you get shot down up close...
  • Inigo: ...Wait, that's your reason?! ...... HEY, WAIT! Why did you just assume I'd get shot down?!
  • Morgan: Come on, it's not too late to change your mind! Let's go philander! C'mooon!
  • Inigo: No! You're going to sit here and talk with me, and you're going to enjoy it!
  • Morgan: BOOOOORING.
  • Inigo: Are you even listening to me? Do you understand what I'm saying?
  • Morgan: ...All I understand is that you're a big fun-burglar.
  • Inigo: Damn it, Morgan! I'm in love with you!
  • Morgan: ...For seriously?
  • Inigo: Yes, for seriously!
  • Morgan: Wait! I...I don't... Y-you can't just spring this on me out of the blue! It's not fair! Buuuuut... I suppose I... I mean... Weeeeeeell... ...Aw, sure! Why the heck not?!
  • Inigo: You came around quick.
  • Morgan: Who knows? Maybe being with you will be more fun than seeing you fall on your face.
  • Inigo: Well then, we have the rest of our lives to test that theory.
  • Morgan: And I say we start with the finest dinner in town! I'll have the golden lobster, please!

With Morgan (Female) (Sister)Edit

C SupportEdit

  • Morgan: Let's see here... Birthday? May 5... Favorite colors? Blue and purple... Favorite food? Probably bear meat...
  • Inigo: What are you mumbling about over there, Morgan?
  • Morgan: Least favorite food? Veggies, apparently. Don't seem to mind them now, though...
  • Inigo: Morgan!
  • Morgan: Oh! Inigo?! Guess I was pretty out of it to miss my own brother paying a visit! Did you need something?
  • Inigo: Just wondering what you are chanting over there... You practicing some new magic incantations or something?
  • Morgan: Nope! Just going back over my notes on what you told me about myself. I was hoping they'd hold some clue that might help spark my memory. Heh. It's kind of crazy how much you know about me, huh? Like, I really once got five nosebleeds in the same day? I have no memory of that at all. AT ALL! Ha ha ha! I can just imagine...
  • Inigo: Well, you're as cheerful as ever, that's for sure. And as talkative as ever...
  • Morgan: I am? I mean, I was?! Hmm, now that you mention it, that does sound...right, somehow. ...Heh. Everything still feels funny. Even you being my brother hasn't really clicked.
  • Inigo: If you think it's strange for you, imagine how I feel... My kid sister starts talking to me like a stranger, asking questions about herself... I had no idea how to even interact with you. It was pretty rough, but I got used to it.
  • Morgan: Heh, yeah... Sorry about that. But that's just another reason why I'm working hard to get my memories back. Once I do, nobody will have to feel weird or awkward around me again. Pretty noble, huh? I'm such a sweet selfless girl!
  • Inigo: Heh, and so humble as well... In any case, I'm happy to help you get those memories back however I can. Someday soon I bet we'll be able to laugh about all old times—now included!
  • Morgan: Heh, right!

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Whew! Another long day of combat... I'm bushed. Think I'll hit the hay ear...ly? Is someone passed out over there? Wait, is that Morgan?!
  • Morgan: Nn...nngh...
  • Inigo: Morgan! Morgan, are you all right?! What happened?!
  • Morgan: ...Wha—?! Inigo! Wh-what am I doing here? Was I asleep?! I don't even remember feeling tired... Oh, right! I was bashing that huge tome against my head when I blacked out. That explains why my face hurts so bad...
  • Inigo: Bashing your... Morgan, why in the WORLD would you do that?! Wait, were you trying to get your memories back?
  • Morgan: Well, yeah! Obviously. If you ever saw me bludgeoning myself just for fun, I hope you'd put a stop to it...
  • Inigo: I'll stop you even if it's NOT just for fun, you nitwit! Look, I know you want your memories back, but please... Don't do anything reckless.
  • Morgan: ...But I want to be able to talk with you about old times again.
  • Inigo: I know, Morgan, and I want that, too. But more than that, I want you safe. I may just be another stranger to you, but to me, you're family. In the future, with Mother and Father gone, it was just the two of us. You're all I had, Morgan... I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you.
  • Morgan: All right. I'm sorry, Inigo.
  • Inigo: Just as long as you understand.
  • Morgan: ...Heh, that felt really siblingy just now. Don't you think? Me messing up and you scolding me felt... I don't know, it felt really plausible! Maybe if you keep it up, I'll remember something!
  • Inigo: You...really think so?
  • Morgan: Yeah! Oh yeah, this will totally work! So go on, keep yelling! C'mon scream at your amnesiac sister, Inigo!
  • Inigo: I... I'm not really comfortable with—
  • Morgan: Hey, why don't you use the tome, too? Come on, don't hold back. Really wallop me with that thing! Maybe the simultaneous physical and mental shock will jar some memories loose! It's gotta be twice as effective as either one by itself, right? That's just basic science.
  • Inigo: Good night, Morgan...

A SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Hey, Morgan. I'm headed into town. Want to come along?
  • Morgan: I'd love to! Is there something in particular you need?
  • Inigo: I might pick up a couple of things, yeah. But mostly I think there's something YOU need.
  • Morgan: It doesn't have anything to do with getting my memories back, does it?
  • Inigo: The opposite, really. Maybe there's no need to worry about your memories.
  • Morgan: That...makes no sense.
  • Inigo: I'll be honest—it does hurt to know you've forgotten me. But...maybe it's better to build new memories than to worry about the old ones.
  • Morgan: What do you mean?
  • Inigo: I've been thinking about this a lot. Why you might have lost your memories, I mean. And I'm wondering if you didn't have some awful memory you couldn't bear to keep. ...I know I've got a few. I see a lot of faces, you know? People we couldn't save...
  • Morgan: ...... I'm sorry you have to bear those dreadful memories, Inigo...
  • Inigo: Look it's only a theory, and even if it's true, it's not like you did it consciously. But I do think that getting your memories back might not necessarily be a good thing.
  • Morgan: Hmm... I understand, and believe me, I appreciate the thought... But I want to remember things, no matter how painful they are. Because I'm sure there will be plenty of great memories mixed with the bad ones. And the truth, whatever it is... I really want to have that back, you know?
  • Inigo: Well, if you're sure, then I'm happy to help.
  • Morgan: That really kind of you, Inigo, but do you truly realize what you're saying? I mean, it could be years before I remember anything. Or decades. Heck, there's a decent chance I may never get my memories back at all. I don't want to drag you into something that could last forever.
  • Inigo: I'm already stuck with you forever, you goof. I'm your brother! We're family—memories or no. You couldn't keep me away.
  • Morgan: Inigo, I... *sniff* Thank you! I'll do everything I can!
  • Inigo: Then start by coming with me into town.
  • Morgan: Huh? But you said that doesn't have anything to do with getting my memories back.
  • Inigo: Hey, there's no rule that says you can't have a little fun while you try. And there's certainly no rules against making some happy new memories, either. You're young! Live a little! There'll be plenty of time to worry later.
  • Morgan: Right... You're right! Thanks, Brother!

With NoireEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Aaah! S-somebody help! Heeelp! N-Noire's gonna kill me!
  • Noire: Dum de dum de do...
  • Inigo: *Huff, huff...* N-Noire! Come on, put the bow down! It's all fun and games until someone loses an... AAAIEEEE!
  • Noire: Don't worry. Of all the weapons I use, I'm best with a bow. So it's very unlikely I'll hit you.
  • Inigo: Oh, is that so? Well, you know what? THAT DOESN'T HELP! And I was actually making headway with that girl until you started firing at her! ...Yes, well, you've had your fun. Now go away and let me get back to mine.
  • Noire: Oh, but I am my mother's daughter, you know...
  • Inigo: And what does Tharja have to do with any of this?
  • Noire: When it comes to chasing our prey, we never tire. It's in our blood. You might say I'm a bit...obsessive about stuff like this. So you aren't going to lose me. No, sir. Noooooo, sir.
  • Inigo: ...Someone help me! Please! Anyone!
  • Noire: Actually, that raises a different question. Why are you running in the first place? I promised not to hit you, remember? I...I promised. *sniff*
  • Inigo: Wait. Why are YOU going to cry? I'm the one being hunted!
  • Noire: *Sniff* D-don't you trust me?
  • Inigo: My faith in your bow skills is REALLY not the issue here...
  • Noire: Then what's the problem? I'm just doing what I was asked. Just keeping the hyenas at bay.
  • Inigo: Hyenas? Hey, wait a second! Who asked you to do that?!
  • Noire: SILENCE, FOOL! I SHALL BROOK NO FURTHER QUESTIONS! Now stand veeery still.
  • Inigo: Wait! Stop! Just think of all the ladies who will be deprived of— Aaaaaugh! Help meeeeee!

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: Hmm... Back to the market today, perhaps? I saw a couple of ladies ripe for—
  • Noire: What are you up to, Inigo?
  • Inigo: EEEEEEK!
  • Noire: Heading out to pick something up at the market? Or some...ONE?
  • Inigo: Who, me? Ha ha! N-no, I would never go chasing girls! ...Yet. ...Today, I mean.
  • Noire: Well, if you're heading out, I'd better get ready as well. Hum de dum de dooo...
  • Inigo: Um, Noire? Why are you nocking an arrow?
  • Noire: Oh, don't worry about me! Just pretend I'm not here.
  • Inigo: That's kind of difficult when you're pointing an arrow at me.
  • Noire: I won't hit you silly! I'm just keeping the hyenas at bay. Those are my...orders.
  • Inigo: From WHO, for crying out loud?!
  • Noire: Um... I... Oh, I'm sorry, Inigo. But I promised not to tell you. ...Though I must say, they chose the right woman for the job. For I am my mother's daughter! Eeeee hee hee hee!
  • Inigo: I really wish you'd stop saying that. And what's all this about hyenas?
  • Noire: I told you not to worry about it.
  • Inigo: Yes, and that is a piece of advice that I'm planning to ignore. Seriously would you please just explain what's going on here?!
  • Noire: ......
  • Inigo: I haven't seen so much as a stray dog around here, let alone a hyena.
  • Noire: STILL YOUR CHATTERING TONGUE, LEST I REMOVE IT!
  • Inigo: Eeeeeeeeeek!
  • Noire: Inigo! Inigo, wait! Don't run! It's really hard to miss you when you're running around like that!
  • Inigo: Heeeeeelp meeeeeeeeeee!
  • Noire: INSOLENT FOOL! RETURN TO ME AT ONCE!

A SupportEdit

  • Noire: Inigooo! Where are yoooooou?! You can run, but you can't hide... Hmm... Probably off chasing skirts again. I just hope there's no repeat of last time...
  • Inigo: What happened last time?
  • Noire: EEEEEK!
  • Inigo: Ha! Doesn't feel good to be snuck up on, now does it? I figured turnabout was fair play, so I staged this little ambush.
  • Noire: Th-that's terrible! You're terrible! *sniff* *sniffle*
  • Inigo: Oh, come one! Stop that... It was the girls, wasn't it? Your "hyenas"? Every poor, defenseless girl I talk to runs off screaming in a hail of arrows!
  • Noire: ...... I had to make sure you weren't tricked again. Those were... Those were Chrom's orders.
  • Inigo: Wait, CHROM told you to do this?!
  • Noire: Well, kind of. I mean, he let me work out the details, but... Look, none of this would have happened if you hadn't been tricked last time!
  • Inigo: Last... I was tricked? I don't...
  • Noire: Remember the lady thief you invited to tea? The one who stole half our gear? When Chrom heard about that, he asked me to keep an eye on you.
  • Inigo: I...see.
  • Noire: You're too trusting, Inigo, Chrom is worried it may shorten your life span.
  • Inigo: You make me sound totally hopeless. I'm not some easy mark just asking to get taken in. It was just one lady thief! Oh, well...and that girl cutpurse. The one with the glass eye. Ah, and then there was that band of female arsonists... But that still isn't a reason to open fire on me!
  • Noire: ...I was just worried about you. We all worry about you.
  • Inigo: Heh... I forgot all about that stuff, actually. Guess I thought everyone else did, too.
  • Noire: IMPUDENT FOOL!
  • Inigo: Gaaaaah!
  • Noire: You offer apologies, but do you truly grasp the gravity of your crimes?! You've been a burden on the commander and a waste of my precious time! I ask again—does your repentance match the scale of your misdeeds?! SPEAK NOW! SPEAK, LEST I PERMIT MY ARROW TO SPEAK FOR YOU!
  • Inigo: Good gods, y-yes! Yes, ma'am! I'm sorry! Honestly, I had no idea people paid that much attention to me...
  • Noire: BLOOD AND THUNDER!
  • Inigo: Ack! S-sorry, sorry, sorry! I promise I'll be more careful!
  • Noire: ...Wonderful. Then I'll be going, now. We worry because we care, Inigo—so just take care of yourself, okay?
  • Inigo: Phew... I thought I was a dead man. I'm just glad she put the bow down before she lost it there...

S SupportEdit

  • Inigo: There you are. I was looking for you.
  • Noire: Did you need something?
  • Inigo: A cup of tea. With you. Interested?
  • Noire: Wh-why? What's going on?
  • Inigo: It's not very ladylike to fib, you know.
  • Noire: I don't know what you're talking about.
  • Inigo: Your little bit about being "ordered" to keep the hyenas at bay.
  • Noire: I didn't lie! Those were my orders!
  • Inigo: But you weren't quite telling the truth, either, hmm? Something tells me you wanted to be one of those hyenas.
  • Noire: ...How did you know?
  • Inigo: Ha! Let's just say I have a gift for reading women.
  • Noire: I was the only one you never flirted with... ...You even flirted with a sign in front of the baker's shop one day! I felt...left out, you know? And hurt. And...kind of... *mumble, mumble*
  • Inigo: Sorry, what was that last one?
  • Noire: I FELT ANGRY! Blood and thunder, mortal! My emotions are not to be trifled with! NOW FLIRT WITH ME!
  • Inigo: Um... I'm not sure I can really...do that...right now...
  • Noire: A gift for reading women? Ha! What a joke. You've got a gift for MIS-reading women! That's why you always get turned down. *Sniff* I just... I just wanted a chance to turn you down too...
  • Inigo: Look, Noire? The reason I didn't flirt with you is because you're kind of...scary. I didn't want to set you off and wind up as an oversized pincushion for your arrows...
  • Noire: Oh. I...I see. I-it's not like I... *sniff* Like I get mad on purpose... I can't...h-h-help it! Waaaaaaaah!
  • Inigo: Cripes! D-don't cry! I mean, yes, I was a jerk, but you fired about a hundred arrows at me... What do you say we call it even and start over? Huh?
  • Noire: But I *hic* I had to, or...the hyenas...
  • Inigo: I know, and I appreciate what you were trying to do. Listen, I was worried about making you angry, That's no lie. But I also thought you were...different. Kind of ethereal, if that makes sense. Like something mortal hands weren't meant to touch. Anyway, that's why I always hesitated. But I'm done hesitating. I'm going to ask what I've been wanting to ask you all along... Will you marry me?
  • Noire: Wh-what?! Isn't this a bit sudden?!
  • Inigo: I'm tired of beating around the bush with you. This is all I've ever wanted!
  • Noire: I don't... I'm... I'm flattered, but it's just so unexpected!
  • Inigo: Hah! You're adorable when you blush and fly into a panic.
  • Noire: If...if we do this, you have to stop flirting with other girls.
  • Inigo: Well sure, that's uh... Sure.
  • Noire: Saying "sure" twice makes it feel less sure.
  • Inigo: Well, it's hard to feel sure when you're pointing a bow at me!
  • Noire: ...I'd hoped you had learned your lesson by now.
  • Inigo: Waugh! S-stop! Stop, please! I promise, I'll... Wait. "Learned my lesson"? So that whole bit about the hyenas WAS just a lie!
  • Noire: Oh, it was no lie. For I have a slavering scavenger in my sights right now...
  • Inigo: Wait, ME?!
  • Noire: Eee hee hee! Time to silence that philandering cackle for good!
  • Inigo: Aaaaaah! Have mercy! I repent! I repeeent!

With NahEdit

C SupportEdit

  • Nah: Hello, Inigo.
  • Inigo: Oh, hello, Nah!
  • Nah: Off pursuing females again?
  • Inigo: That's rather crass, don't you think? I'm simply a man who appreciates beauty! And frankly, I'd settle for a nice chat over a cup of tea.
  • Nah: I hear you normally settle for being punched in the face.
  • Inigo: Once! That happened ONE time! ...Er, in the recent past. Say, how do you know that, anyway?
  • Nah: Word of the shameless spreads quickly. Everyone in town knows you're an indiscriminate flirt.
  • Inigo: I'll have you know, I'm very discriminating! ...I only approach ladies who seem likely to say yes.
  • Nah: What about the woman who dislocated your shoulder? Did she look promising?
  • Inigo: You're dredging up a lot of painful memories here, Nah...
  • Nah: Did it never occur to you that women might find what you're doing insulting? It's little wonder some get violent when they learn they're one among hundreds.
  • Inigo: Every lady is one in a million to me! And they all seemed perfectly happy while we were on the date.
  • Nah: That isn't the point!
  • Inigo: I'm sorry, Nah, but I can debate the fine arts of love with you no longer. The day is young, and there are many ladies to meet. Ta-ta!
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Nah: What? But I'm not done lecturing you yet! Inigo! Get back here this instant!

B SupportEdit

  • Inigo: *Sigh* ...She didn't have to yell like that. A simple no would have sufficed. Ah, well. Plenty of fish in the sea.
  • Nah: Still haven't learned your lesson, I see.
  • Inigo: No one has ever won a woman's heart through capitulation!
  • Nah: Or creepiness. How do you not surrender after being turned down this many times?
  • Inigo: It's who I am. Flirting is in my blood! I'm constitutionally incapable of NOT talking to beautiful women.
  • Nah: Ugh. I'm wasting my breath trying to convince you with words. I suppose I'll just have to eat you and be done with it.
  • Inigo: Ha ha! Ha! Oh, what a wit! What a razor-sharp...um...wit. You know, I really wish you wouldn't tell jokes with a straight face like that.
  • Nah: Honestly, I don't see why you need to ask women out at all. You're handsome enough. If you kept your mouth shut, they'd come to you.
  • Inigo: Who would even know to look for me if I didn't put myself out there?
  • Nah: Well, me, for one. I imagine I could find you tolerable if you stopped talking.
  • Inigo: Ah, the sweet naivete of youth! You're too young to be worrying about other people's affairs of the heart, Nah. But I'm sure you'll find someone perfect once you're older. Now why don't you run along and see if Uncle Chrom will read you a bedtime story?
  • (Inigo leaves)
  • Nah: ...Get back here, you idiot! Manaketes just grow slowly! I'm the same age as you!

A SupportEdit

  • Nah: Might I have a word, Inigo?
  • Inigo: Hmm? Oh, of course, Nah. What is it?
  • Nah: I've been thinking about what you said before.
  • Inigo: What did I say?
  • Nah: That I was too young to be worrying about other people's affairs of the heart.
  • Inigo: Ah, yes. That. Look, I've apologized several times. And you DO look very young...
  • Nah: Exactly. Which is what got me thinking. If I were bigger, you wouldn't treat me like a child anymore, correct?
  • Inigo: Is this a trick? This seems like a trick. But, well... No, I suppose I wouldn't. But the point's moot, isn't it? It's not like you can grow overnight.
  • Nah: Oh, I don't even need a night, Inigo. I can do it right here.
  • Inigo: Damn, it WAS a trick! I knew it!
  • Nah: On your mark, get set... GROOOOOOW!
  • Inigo: W-wait, Nah! L-let's not be hasty... AAAIIIEEEEEE!!
  • (Scene transition)
  • Inigo: I... I just saw my life flash before my eyes... I saw the faces of a thousand girls, dressed in black. They...wept for me.
  • Nah: Oh, please. You're exaggerating.
  • Inigo: Am I?! You weren't five paces away when you transformed! I thought I was going to get trampled to death by a giant dragon!
  • Nah: NOW will you stop saying that I'm young?
  • Inigo: Y-yes, ma'am! Of course, ma'am!
  • Nah: Ha ha, good! You're lucky I'm in a good mood today. I'll let you off with a warning.
  • (Nah leaves)
  • Inigo: ...Oh, gods. I was almost dragon chow!

S SupportEdit

  • Nah: How are you today, Inigo?
  • Inigo: Gah! I'm fine, ma'am! My, but you're looking old and wrinkly today!
  • Nah: No female-chasing for you this afternoon?
  • Inigo: Nope! Nuh-uh! Not me!
  • Nah: Finally grew out of it, eh?
  • Inigo: I got the feeling that continuing to flirt might be...harmful to my lifespan.
  • Nah: Well, I suppose it's only natural the stress of all those rejections would take their toll.
  • Inigo: I'm worried less about stress than I am about some dragon eating... Er, you know what? Never mind.
  • Nah: Well, I'm proud of you regardless. Now we just need to pick a date for the wedding!
  • Inigo: ...Wedding? Whose wedding?
  • Nah: Ours, silly! You have quite the knack for getting into trouble when you aren't supervised. So I've decided to be your lifetime chaperone!
  • Inigo: You WHAT?!
  • Nah: Well, we already established that I'm old enough for you.
  • Inigo: Yes, but that hardly means that we should be MARRIED!
  • Nah: Hee hee! I understand. You're still shocked a catch like me agreed to look after you.
  • Inigo: I'm shocked about a LOT of things at the moment! Er, I don't have a veto about this, do I?
  • Nah: Now why on earth would you want to... ...Waaait a minute! You're not thinking of cheating on your new wife, are you?! Bad husband! That's a BAD husband! I suppose I'll have to eat you after all!
  • Inigo: You REALLY have to stop joking around with that whole eating thing! ...Er, joking around, yes? ...Joking? ...Ha ha ha? R-right, then! I'm done with ladies forever! Just call me Mister Faithful!
  • Nah: Good. And remember, if you break your promise to me... Chomp, chomp!
  • Inigo: *Gulp* R-right. Chomp...chomp. One question, though...
  • Nah: What's that?
  • Inigo: Does inviting a girl out to tea count as cheating?
  • Nah: ......
  • Inigo: I mean, it's just tea, right? Nothing wrong with a cup, right?
  • Nah: CHOMP, CHOMP!
  • Inigo: Aaaaaah! H-help! Heeeeeelp! My fiancée's gonna eat meeeeee!

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