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  • Note: Bolded text are voice clips from S-Support CG confession scenes.

With Male Avatar Edit

C Support Edit

  • Nyx: *sigh* It's not here either. I was sure I'd find it here...
  • Avatar: What's wrong, Nyx? You look upset.
  • Nyx: Avatar... It's not important.
  • Avatar: It looks important enough to you. If there's anyway I can help, just tell me.
  • Nyx: That's very kind of you. But if you really want to help, you can mind your business and stay out of my problems.
  • Avatar: Ah, er... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to pry.
  • Nyx: No harm done. You're young enough that I expect you can't help it.
  • Avatar: Me? Young? Unless I miss my guess, I'm clearly older than you.
  • Nyx: Are you through speaking?
  • Avatar: Y-yes...
  • Nyx: ...Perhaps I was too harsh. I know your intentions were good. But when a LADY has a secret to keep, don't go digging for answers. Be mindful of that in the future.
  • Avatar: Uh... understood.
  • Nyx: Good. Now go.

B Support Edit

  • Nyx: Nothing! How does this volume not contain what I'm looking for...?
  • Avatar: What ARE you looking for, exactly?
  • Nyx: Avatar... didn't I tell you not to pry into a lady's secrets?
  • Avatar: Yes, I remember something like that. But you can't expect me to turn a blind eye to a friend in need.
  • Nyx: A friend, hm?
  • Avatar: If you still insist that I leave, then I will.
  • Nyx: Hmhm... Ah, to be young again.
  • Avatar: What?
  • Nyx: Since you insist, I'll tell you. I'm looking for an artifact mirror. It's an ancient, sacred treasure, imbued with the power of the gods. It's rumored to reflect only the truth. And that's all I'll say about it.
  • Avatar: See, that wasn't so hard. You'll be the first to know if I come across any mystic-looking mirrors. On a different subject, though...
  • Nyx: Yes?
  • Avatar: You keep implying that I'm younger than you. But you seem to still be in your adolescence, at most.
  • Nyx: ...
  • Nyx: So you don't know.
  • Avatar: Know what?
  • Nyx: *sigh* I suppose you're bound to find out sooner or later. I may look young, but in truth, I'm much older than you.
  • Avatar: What?
  • Nyx: As a result of a serious error I made in my youth, I'm stuck in this form. I haven't physically aged in may years, but mentally, I'm quite old. If only I could see my true form...
  • Avatar: Oh, I see now.
  • Nyx: Yes. That's why I seek the artifact mirror. It alone can show me what I'm meant to look like at this age. Now you understand?
  • Avatar: Y-yes, that explains a lot. Thank you for sharing, Nyx. 

A Support Edit

  • Nyx: Nayah hortek tumlah turlah escheh... Haa!
  • Avatar: Nyx! What is this?! Are you casting a spell on yourself?!
  • Nyx: There's no harm in it. Try as I might, I can't find the artifact mirror. So I thought I'd try to break the curse directly.
  • Avatar: The curse?
  • Nyx: Yes. Do you remember how I told you that I stopped aging physically long ago? It is because I was cursed.
  • Avatar: I see. How did this happen?
  • Nyx: I showed a gift for magic at a young age. I was known by many as a prodigy. Such was my downfall. I became carried away in my inexperience and lost control of my magic. It backfired, and I have been stuck in this form since.
  • Avatar: I never knew of this...
  • Nyx: But while my body stopped changing, my mind and soul grew older. I was no longer seen as a prodigy but as a monster. And I don't blame those who saw me that way. That's what I am.
  • Avatar: No, you aren't! I've never thought of you that way.
  • Nyx: Indeed?
  • Avatar: Not once! If I thought you were a monster, we wouldn't be having this conversation.
  • Nyx: ...I suppose not.
  • Avatar: You're an important member of our force. And you've only become more so as I get to know you better.
  • Nyx: Avatar, I...
  • Avatar: I'm glad you opened up to me. I'm thrilled to finally get to know you better. I've been searching for that artifact mirror, too, but... Details have been hard to come by. Still, I'll keep trying!
  • Nyx: Thank you. But even if you don't find the mirror, I think I'll be all right. It's enough to know someone cares sufficiently that they'd make the effort.
  • Avatar: That's true... But even so, it would be better to find it, wouldn't you say? I won't give up. Just give me some time and have faith.
  • Nyx: Very well. I'll keep my expectations low, but who knows? You're so young...so ambitious, and so fearless. Though I am your elder, who's to say you're not the more mature of us?

S Support Edit

  • Nyx: What is it, Avatar?
  • Avatar: Nyx... Could you look into this mirror for me?
  • Nyx: Are—are you saying you've found it?! L-let me see at once! ...This isn't it. This is not the artifact mirror I wanted.
  • Avatar: No, it isn't. It's a different one.
  • Nyx: What?
  • Avatar: This artifact mirror is said to have an interesting property. If it reflects the image of the one you intend to propose to, you'll get your wish.
  • Nyx: I don't understand.
  • Avatar: Then I'll make it clearer for you. Nyx, will you marry me?
  • Nyx: ... Unbelievable. Why would you toy with me like that?
  • Avatar: I'm not toying with you. It was a serious question.
  • Nyx: Indeed? That makes it even worse. I can never be married. Don't you understand? I'll be young forever. You'll grow old, and the wife walking beside you will be a young girl. People will talk. And they won't be saying nice things.
  • Avatar: I don't care how others see us. Not when I can see your true form.
  • Nyx: Come again?
  • Avatar: Well...maybe "see" isn't the right word. But I have a clear picture in my head of the older, more mature you. She's about shoulder height to me. A bit thin, just shy of gaunt. With long hair that drapes mysteriously over her childlike face...
  • Nyx: Avatar...
  • Avatar: In my mind, she has these charming crow's feet beneath her eyes when she laughs.
  • Nyx: That's enough about my wrinkles, please.
  • Avatar: Y-yes, well... If you want to see your true form, ask me and I'll describe her. I'll be your own artifact mirror.
  • Nyx: Hmhm. I wasn't expecting the artifact to be so big...or so talkative. But it works for me. Thank you, Avatar. I've never met anyone so invested in me as you. I feel like I could grow old with you... or the next best thing, anyway.
  • Avatar: So you'll marry me?
  • Nyx: Yes. If you'll have me, that is.
  • Avatar: I will. It's you I'm worried about—whether you'll still want me when I'm old and gray.
  • Nyx: Hmhm. I don't doubt that I will. You and I will stay happily together...forever.
  • Nyx: Somehow you always saw who I really was behind my veil of darkness... I had forgotten what love felt like. But this is it...this is love. Thank you.

With Female Avatar Edit

C Support Edit

  • Nyx: *sigh* It's not here either. I was sure I'd find it here...
  • Avatar: What's wrong Nyx? You look upset.
  • Nyx: Avatar... it's not important.
  • Avatar: It looks important enough to you. If there's any way I can help, just tell me.
  • Nyx: That's very kind of you. But if you really want to help, you can mind your buiness and stay out of my problems.
  • Avatar: Ah, er... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to pry.
  • Nyx: No harm done. You're young enough that I expect you can't help it.
  • Avatar: Me? Young? Unless I miss my guess, I'm clearly older than you.
  • Nyx: Are you through speaking?
  • Avatar: Y-yes...
  • Nyx: ...Perhaps I was too harsh. I know your intentions were good. But when a LADY has a secret to keep, don't go digging for answers. Be mindful of that in the future.
  • Avatar: Uh... Understood.
  • Nyx: Good. Now go.

B Support Edit

  • Nyx: Nothing! How does this volume not contain what I'm looking for...?
  • Avatar: What ARE you looking for, exactly?
  • Nyx: Avatar... didn't I tell you not to pry into a lady's secrets?
  • Avatar: Yes, I remember something like that. But you can't expect me to turn a blind eye to a friend in need.
  • Nyx: A friend, hm?
  • Avatar: If you still insist that I leave, then I will.
  • Nyx: Hmhm... Ah, to be young again.
  • Avatar: What?
  • Nyx: Since you insist, I'll tell you. I'm searching for an artifact mirror. It's an ancient, sacred treasure, imbued with the power of the gods. It's rumored to reflect only the truth. And that's all I'll say about it.
  • Avatar: See, that wasn't so hard. You'll be the first to know if I come across any mystic-looking mirrors. On a different subject, though...
  • Nyx: Yes?
  • Avatar: You keep implying that I'm younger than you. But you seem to be in your adolescence, at most.
  • Nyx: ... So you don't know.
  • Avatar: Know what?
  • Nyx: *sigh* I suppose you're bound to find out sooner or later. I may look young, but in truth, I'm much older than you.
  • Avatar: What?
  • Nyx: As a result of a serious error I made in my youth, I'm stuck in this form. I haven't physically aged in many years, but mentally I'm quite old. If only I could see my true form...
  • Avatar: Oh, I see now.
  • Nyx: Yes. That's why I seek the artifact mirror. It alone can show me what I'm meant to look like at this age. Now you understand?
  • Avatar: Y-yes, that explains a lot. Thank you for sharing, Nyx.

A SupportEdit

  • Nyx: Nayah hortek tumlah turlah escheh...
  • Nyx: Haa!
  • Avatar: Nyx! What is this?! Are you casting a spell on yourself?!
  • Nyx: There's no harm in it. Try as I might, I can't find the artifact mirror. So I thought I'd try to break the curse directly.
  • Avatar: The curse?
  • Nyx: Yes. Do you remember how I told you that I stopped aging physically long ago? It is because I was cursed.
  • Avatar: I see. How did this happen?
  • Nyx: I showed a gift for magic at a young age. I was known by many as a prodigy. Such was my downfall. I became carried away in my inexperience and lost control of my magic. It backfired, and I have been stuck in this form since.
  • Avatar: I never knew of this...
  • Nyx: But while my body stopped aging, my mind and soul grew older. I was no longer seen as a prodigy but as a monster. And I don't blame those who saw me that way. That's what I am.
  • Avatar: No, you aren't! I've never thought of you that way.
  • Nyx: Indeed?
  • Avatar: Not once! If I thought you were a monster, we wouldn't be having this conversation.
  • Nyx: ...I suppose not.
  • Avatar: You're an important member of our force. And you've only become more so as I get to know you better.
  • Nyx: Avatar, I...
  • Avatar: I'm glad you opened up to me. I'm thrilled to finally get to know you better. I've been searching for the artifact mirror, too, but...
  • Avatar: Details have been hard to come by. Still, I'll keep trying!
  • Nyx: Thank you. But even if you don't find the mirror, I think I'll be alright. It's enough to know someone cares sufficiently that they'd make the effort.
  • Avatar: That's true...
  • Avatar: But even so, it would be better to find it, wouldn't you say? I won't give up. Just give me some time and have faith.
  • Nyx: Very well. I'll keep my expectations low, but who knows? You're so young...so ambitious, and so fearless. Though I am your elder, who's to say you're not the more mature of us?

With Jakob Edit

C Support Edit

  • Jakob: Hm.
  • Nyx: Do you need something?
  • Jakob: You're Nyx, correct? The woman feared by Hoshidans and Nohrians alike for her monstrous ways?
  • Nyx: Hah.
  • Jakob: I came to see what such evil looks like in person, but... You look like a harmless young woman.
  • Nyx: Sorry to disappoint you.
  • Jakob: Apparently it's true that rumor is more interesting than reality.
  • Nyx: Perhaps. But then... we've only just met. It might be too soon for you to see it. Maybe there is a monster lurking beneath this disarming exterior.
  • Jakob: That would make things more interesting, but I doubt it's true. All I see is someone who has made use of a—perhaps—undeserved reputation. I see no monster here.
  • Nyx: What if I told you that I've looked this same way for decades?
  • Jakob: You're said to be skilled with magic, so that wouldn't surprise me at all.
  • Nyx: You're an interesting fellow.

B Support Edit

  • Nyx: Jakob.
  • Jakob: What? Oh, hello, Nyx. You shouldn't be wandering around by yourself, you know? The enemy could attack at any time.
  • Nyx: Hahaha. Even after telling you of my power, you insist on treating me like I'm helpless.
  • Jakob: It's difficult to see you any other way. Even though I know better.
  • Nyx: I will forever look like this, though, so you'd better get used to it.
  • Jakob: ...
  • Nyx: I have. Just as I have gotten used to people calling me a monster to my face.
  • Jakob: Tsk. Who cares what they say?
  • Nyx: Muahaha. Don't misunderstand me. I could care less what they say. It's actually convenient for me if hey avoid me.
  • Jakob: You...like being treated that way? That doesn't make any sense.
  • Nyx: When I was younger, I did many evil, vile things. I earned the title of monster. As punishment, I was cursed with this form for all my life.
  • Jakob: ...
  • Nyx: But after punishment comes atonement. I must atone for the evils that I did.
  • Jakob: Interesting. But what are these sins you are guilty of committing?
  • Nyx: Hahaha, perhaps some other time.
  • Jakob: That's fine, I suppose... What are you doing to atone for these unnamed sins?
  • Nyx: I refuse to get involved with people, at least no more than in passing. I believe that cutting all ties with people will help me. If I don't, I risk waking the monster inside me once more.
  • Jakob: So...really, you're just punishing yourself on top of your magical punishment. Jeez, in some ways your young appearance is very appropriate for you.
  • Nyx: You may be right about that...
  • Jakob: You should only cast aside those who won't accept you for who you are. Avoiding everyone only punishes you further.
  • Nyx: ...

A Support Edit

  • Jakob: Hey, Nyx.
  • Nyx: Jakob. What is it?
  • Jakob: I still find it difficult to see you as the monster you claim to be. Even if I ignore this magic spell or curse that keeps you from aging... Seeing you fighting on the battlefield supporting your allies against our enemy... It's impossible to see you as a monster. So...it actually makes me angry to see people treat you badly.
  • Nyx: Heh.
  • Jakob: What's that? Are you laughing?
  • Nyx: Of course. I always suspected you were a nice person under that harsh exterior. Thanks for confirming it.
  • Jakob: Tsk. D-don't be stupid! I just can't stand to see young people get picked on.
  • Nyx: Even if these young people are not so young on the inside?
  • Jakob: Yes, even then.
  • Nyx: Interesting... You suffered when you were growing up, didn't you? That's why you can't stand to see people treat me badly, isn't it?
  • Jakob: ...
  • Nyx: I appreciate your kind thoughts, Jakob. But you needn't worry about me. Until the time comes when I can truly forgive myself... I must continue atoning for what I did.
  • Jakob: If you ever need any help, just say so.

S Support Edit

  • Jakob: Nyx, what are your plans when this war has finally come to an end?
  • Nyx: I'll most likely return to the solitary life I lead before. It was comforting to be alone.
  • Jakob: To atone for you sins, right?
  • Nyx: Yes. That's it exactly.
  • Jakob: How long will you continue to seek atonement?
  • Nyx: As long as I have to. Maybe the rest of my life. Maybe forever.
  • Jakob: ...No. No, I won't allow that.
  • Nyx: Hahaha, what? What say do you have in what I d or don't do?
  • Jakob: Only as much as it concerns me, but if you spend the rest of your life alone... I know I'll never be happy.
  • Nyx: What do you mean?
  • Jakob: Jeez, I really have to spell it out for you? I love you!
  • Nyx: ...
  • Jakob: I want us to be together.
  • Nyx: I was right, back when I first met you. You are definitely an interesting fellow. You are serious, though, right?
  • Jakob: Of course I'm being serious! What kind of person would joke about this?
  • Nyx: In that case...I need to tell you about my sins before we go any further... In the past—when I was much younger—I killed a lot of innocent people.
  • Jakob: ...
  • Nyx: Magic came naturally to me, and people where I lived reacted with fear. No one was belt to match my power, and I, filled with all that magical energy...killed, and killed, and killed again. One of the side effects of all the power I used was my body ceasing to age. Basically, I'm cursed to look like this forever.
  • Jakob: I...see. This is where the rumors of you being a monster must have started, then...
  • Nyx: Yes. What I did was horrible; I don't think my quest for atonement will ever end...
  • Jakob: ...
  • Nyx: That's why I can't let you—or anyone—into my life. I can't burden you with that. And I can't risk your life if my power-mad self returns.
  • Jakob: Nyx...I don't care about your past. I'm fine with you trying to set it right. And I don't want you giving up your own happiness while you do so.
  • Nyx: ...
  • Jakob: Knowing everything you've told me, I still love you. Let me be with you. Let me help you.
  • Nyx: Perhaps... Perhaps it would be all right for us to be together.
  • Jakob: Of course it would. And perhaps with us together, you can find peace with your past.
  • Nyx: Thank you, Jakob...

With Silas Edit

C Support Edit

  • Silas: Nyx, do you mind if I ask about a possibly delicate subject?
  • Nyx: I don't need second sight to see where this is going.
  • Silas: Are you...well...is it true that you're older than me?
  • Nyx: This subject again...
  • Silas: Of course, you don't have to answer if you don't want to. I'm not entirely comfortable asking a woman about her age...
  • Nyx: I don't mind at all. It was obviously going to come up. The answer is yes. I am older than you by quite a lot.
  • Silas: That seems so strange... And it is true, too, that you were cursed to be this way?
  • Nyx: You have good sources. Fell magic has prevented me from growing or aging.
  • Silas: Goodness. That sounds...serious.
  • Nyx: Yes. You can see why it's not something that I advertise.
  • Silas: Hmm...fair enough. I'm sorry. It must be hard for you, frozen in time like that.
  • Nyx: In some ways. But brooding over my condition does nothing to solve it. I try not to think about it these days.
  • Silas: Don't say that! You'll never figure out a cure if you give up.
  • Nyx: Sorry?
  • Silas: I'll find a way. I hate to see any of my allies in distress. I must do SOMETHING.
  • Nyx: But...
  • Silas: I'll break that curse, you see if I don't! It won't be long now!

B Support Edit

  • Silas: Oh, there you are, Nyx.
  • Nyx: Silas.
  • Silas: I've wandered pretty far afield in search of a way to break your curse.
  • Nyx: And your search was fruitless, I expect.
  • Silas: On the contrary.
  • Nyx: Don't feel bad. I'd already exhausted every avenue of—Wait. You found something?
  • Silas: Voila. This is a little remedy I found in a seedy little apothecary's shop in the city.
  • Nyx: You found this in some hole-in-the-wall shop, hm?
  • Silas: Yeah. Advances in modern medicine, and all that.
  • Nyx: Might I see it?
  • Silas: Of course! Better yet, go ahead and try it out. I'm eager to see if it works.
  • Nyx: Hmm. A powder... Silas, I have something to show you.
  • Silas: What is it?
  • Nyx: You can see here that it says "Guaranteed Curse Remedy" on the packaging. But look closer. The label has been affixed over the original packet. It used to say "Headache Remedy." This is common in pain medicine.
  • Silas: Let me see that... Well. This is a blow to the ego... I should have known better.
  • Nyx: A packet of powder claiming to lift curses did seem strange to me. But I have to caution you, Silas. This curse won't be resolved so easily.
  • Silas: I refuse to accept that! I won't give up, not when there's a friend in need!

A Support Edit

  • Silas: I've got it this time for sure, Nyx! Voila!
  • Nyx: This looks...toxic...
  • Silas: I'm not surprised. It's mixed from mandrake roots, frog tongues, and dragon dung. As well as a few other ingredients I'd rather not mention. All of it was ground together and turned into a potion. I'm told it can lift any curse!
  • Nyx: Did you say...dragon dung? And that's one of the ingredients you're willing to name? What are you asking me to drink?!
  • Silas: Trust me, you don't want to know. You'd never agree to drink it otherwise.
  • Nyx: I'm not sure I want to drink it anyway...
  • Silas: I followed the recipe in the book to the letter, so it should work. Probably.
  • Nyx: I'm sorry, but there are lengths I won't go to. Even for this.
  • Silas: ...No I suppose not. It's a lot to ask.
  • Nyx: Silas, really. You don't need to try so hard. I'm keenly aware that this is not the kind of curse that can be lifted with a potion. Besides, to some extent, I have only myself to blame.
  • Silas: What?
  • Nyx: Ah, I though you knew. From a young age, I displayed a talent for black magic. I mastered some of the most heinous spells known to man as if they were child's play. They say power corrupts, and I can attest to that. My failure to control the magics I wielded resulted in many innocent deaths. This curse is the price for my hubris.
  • Silas: I had no idea...
  • Nyx: I'm honored that you're so determined to help me. But the situation is more complicated than you may have bargained for.
  • Silas: I see. Still, I won't let that stop me.
  • Nyx: Oh?
  • Silas: There must be a way to wipe your record clean. Something we haven't considered. We'll tackle that once the curse is lifted.
  • Nyx: ...Thank you, Silas. You've been kinder to me than most who know my secrets.

S Support Edit

  • Silas: Nyx...I've been waiting for you.
  • Nyx: What's going on? And why do you have so many flowers?
  • Silas: These bouquets are gifts for you.
  • Nyx: Thank you. I don't know what I'll do with them all, but it's a nice gesture.
  • Silas: These were what the florist suggested when I asked for ones signifying liberation.
  • Nyx: Liberation...that's a comforting thought.
  • Silas: I hope my other gift pleases you, too. It's an engagement ring.
  • Nyx: Indeed?
  • Silas: Nyx...I'd like us to be wed.
  • Nyx: ...Hm.
  • Silas: Let's get to the bottom of this curse as husband and wife. We'll find a way to set this right together. I'll support you to the end, body and soul.
  • Nyx: Thank you, Silas. I accept, of course.
  • Silas: ...
  • Nyx: Are we leaving it at that, then...?
  • Silas: Er, no. Sorry. I had much more to say, but all of it was moot when you simply agreed.
  • Nyx: Oh, yes, I see. You should know that I'm also a talented soothsayer. And I had a particular vision not long ago of a kind and devoted man visiting me. Through his kindness and dauntless effort, a path to my redemption would open. And little by little, my curse would begin to lift...
  • Silas: Is this true?!
  • Nyx: Yes. It even indicated that my life could be effectively over if I let him slip away. It was only today, after you spoke to me, that I could be certain... That man is you. And so I saw every reason to accept your proposal.
  • Silas: Fantastic... We ought to let the others know so we can be officially married at once.
  • Nyx: Why the rush?
  • Silas: I'm afraid some other fellow will come along meeting the same criteria...
  • Nyx: Hahah, that seems unlikely. The vision spoke specifically of the man's undaunted effort. Only you would go so far as to bring me headache powder or some ghastly potion. Only you, of all the people I know, have been dauntless in your effort to cure me. So you see, it is clear to me that you were the one all along.

With Kaze Edit

C Support Edit

  • Kaze: Ah, Nyx. Reading beneath your favorite tree again, I see. That looks pleasant.
  • Nyx: Hello, Kaze. Don't feel like you have to greet me out of courtesy.
  • Kaze: Hm? What do you mean?
  • Nyx: I mean that if you don't need anything, do not speak to me.
  • Kaze: Ah, I see. A pity. I thought it would be nice if we got to know each other better.
  • Nyx: I see. I do not agree. Will that be all?
  • Kaze: You must be so lonely, spending all your time out here, away from everyone. It pains me to think you have no one to talk to or share your life with.
  • Nyx: What?
  • Kaze: Is there truly nothing I can say to change your mind? Will you not open your heart to me? I promise, you will not regret it.
  • Nyx: H-hey! Now hold it right there!
  • Kaze: Hm? What's wrong?
  • Nyx: What's with those romance-novel cliches? Have you no shame? Is this what all young people are like these days?
  • Kaze: Romance novels? I have never read such material. What are they like?
  • Nyx: Wh-why are you asking me this?
  • Kaze: You mentioned them. It stands to reason that you know something of them.
  • Nyx: I-I do not read them either!
  • Kaze: Surely you must, if you know enough to compare me to it. Please, tell me—what are these books like? They must be rich in wonders to have enticed one such as yourself.
  • Nyx: N-no! I have no intentions of speaking to you about such nonsense. Good day!
  • Kaze: Hm. I suppose there will always be next time.

B Support Edit

  • Kaze: Good afternoon, Nyx. Are you reading again today?
  • Nyx: Yes. Go away. I cannot concentrate with other people around me.
  • Kaze: I see. If it pleases you. I will depart. But before I leave, could you please tell me more about these romance novels of yours?
  • Nyx: They are not "my" romance novels. And why are you so interested?
  • Kaze: You seemed troubled by my words. I want to know why that is.
  • Nyx: Then I suppose you will just have to continue wanting. Besides, I would be mortified if you saw the things I read...
  • Kaze: Pardon?
  • Nyx: N-nothing! In any case, I don't have anything further to say on this topic.
  • Kaze: Very well...
  • Nyx: Don't look so dismayed. It's really nothing to be concerned over.
  • Kaze: My apologies. I do not mean to look so grim. I am just disappointed.
  • Nyx: *sigh* Perhaps you would enjoy some other books. Ones better suited to you.
  • Kaze: Better suited to me?
  • Nyx: Yes. Like this one, for example.
  • Kaze: Is this...?
  • Nyx: Yes. It's a book on Nohrian military tactics. So it may be of special interest to a Hoshidan operative like yourself.
  • Kaze: You picked this out just for me?
  • Nyx: Yes. I figured you would be along to pester me again today,
  • Kaze: Thank you. I will start reading it right away.
  • Nyx: No need to thank---Wait! Why are you sitting? When did we start reading books together?! Can't you go back to your own tent and read it there?
  • Kaze: No. This is your book, and I might lose it if I took it home with me.
  • Nyx: Ugh. Why have the gods cursed this child upon me?

A Support Edit

  • Kaze: Hello, Nyx. I wanted to thank you again for lending me that book the other day. It proved to be extremely informative.
  • Nyx: Don't mention it.
  • Kaze: Are you reading a different book today? You must have a mountain of them.
  • Nyx: Yes. Spells and books are all I have. I'm always collecting more of both.
  • Kaze: Hm. Perhaps you would be willing to begin lending your books to others in the camp then?
  • Nyx: Lend others my books? Why?
  • Kaze: So everyone could benefit from your vast library. I, of course, volunteer to intermediate between you and them. That way, you can keep your distance and yet still interact with everyone.
  • Nyx: And why would I want to do that?
  • Kaze: Sometimes when I see you reading here, you look so lonely. I think you secretly do crave the friendship of others.
  • Nyx: You really believe that, don't you? Fine, fine I will consider it.
  • Kaze: You will? Wonderful. I'm certain you won't regret it.
  • Nyx: I said I would consider it. Nothing has been decided yet.
  • Kaze: Very well. Please understand, this means you will have to share your romance novels.
  • Nyx: Huh?!
  • Kaze: I hear that they are quite popular among women. Everyone will want to read them. I think they will be a hit. I can't wait to tell everyone the good news.
  • Nyx: You still haven't forgotten about those?! No! You can't tell anyone about them!
  • Kaze: But I wouldn't want to deprive the ladies in camp of such pleasure...Although if I were allowed to read them myself, my opinion might be altered...
  • Nyx: Are you blackmailing me, Kaze?
  • Kaze: No, of course no. Now, which would you recommend I read first...

S Support Edit

  • Kaze: Hello, Nyx. I've come to borrow another book. May I?
  • Nyx: Are you trying to read every book I own? That's three this week...
  • Kaze: I am. But I also relish the chance to share these few moments with you every day.
  • Nyx: How can you say things like that? Have you no shame? Never mind. What book would you like to borrow today?
  • Kaze: Today I would like to borrow a romance novel.
  • Nyx: I told you, those are off limits. I didn't let you have any after you blackmailed me: why would I now?
  • Kaze: Please. I beseech you. I believe they will help me figure out how to articulate my feelings to you.
  • Nyx: Huh?
  • Kaze: I love you, Nyx. And I want to know how to tell you properly. Those novels may be the only way I can learn.
  • Nyx: You fool. Isn't that what you're doing right now?
  • Kaze: Ah. So I am.
  • Nyx: You truly are a strange one, Kaze.
  • Kaze: I may be strange, but my love for you is pure, Nyx. I swear it. I cannot bear to see you sitting here alone again for a single day more. Not when your eyes are filled with such grief and sadness. I want you to be happy, to smile and to laugh with abandon. And I want to be the one to help you achieve those things...
  • Nyx: Hm...I suppose that is...acceptable.
  • Kaze: Truly?
  • Nyx: Yes. I hate to admit it, but I find you quite charming. You are like a puppy dog.
  • Kaze: Thank you, Nyx. I swear I shall do all I can to be the perfect man for you.
  • Nyx: Yes, yes. Now be a good puppy and fetch us our stories, love.

With Mozu Edit

C Support Edit

  • Mozu: ...
  • Nyx: ...Mozu. Did you come here purely to stare at me?
  • Mozu: Eep! You noticed... I didn't want to bother you while you were into your book there.
  • Nyx: I could feel your gaze boring holes into me. If you need something, ask.
  • Mozu: U-um... Well. I... I really admire you!
  • Nyx: What?
  • Mozu: I mean, you're always reading those thick, heavy books. They look serious. I wouldn't have thought someone so young as you would read those old things!
  • Nyx: ...
  • Mozu: Point is, I think it's amazing the way you can manage it.
  • Nyx: I've become a bibliophile over the years, it's nothing special, really.
  • Mozu: Oh, but it is! Especially for a girl from the sticks like me. Hey, could you teach me how to read those kinds of books? Really dig deep into them?
  • Nyx: Why are you asking me? It's your interest.
  • Mozu: Oh...you don't want to be around me, huh. Ouch...
  • Nyx: *sigh* Very well, then. I'll grant you access to my library. I can't have you mooning around camp.
  • Mozu: Really?!
  • Nyx: Yes. There's no particular trick to studying or reading, but... Like all things, if you do it regularly, it will come easier to you.
  • Mozu: Yaaay! I can't believe it! I get to read Nyx's books!
  • Nyx: Do so quietly, or the offer is rescinded.
  • Mozu: Oh, um, sorry!
  • Nyx: You may choose any book from the shelves to study as you wish.
  • Mozu: Got it! Thanks a heap, Nyx!

With Xander Edit

C Support Edit

  • Nyx: Prince Xander, is there anything that troubles you?
  • Xander: An odd and unprovoked question. Why do you ask it?
  • Nyx: It's rude to answer one question with another. And I asked first. Is there anything that troubles you?
  • Xander: No. Not at the moment...
  • Nyx: ... You dissemble, prince, but I know the truth.
  • Xander: If memory serves... you are a soothsayer, are you not?
  • Nyx: Yes. And?
  • Xander: My apologies, Nyx, but I believe the art to be a sham and a ruse.
  • Nyx: Do you now...? Then it is fortunate that I am not relating a prophecy.
  • Xander: Oh? Say what you will, but I have no troubles. I must go hence to plan the next offensive. Unless you foresee disaster there too?
  • Nyx: No. But promise me this. Come see me before the strain becomes too much to bear.
  • Xander: ... If you insist.

B Support Edit

  • Xander: I'm curious, Nyx. What are you so certain that I'm worried about?
  • Nyx: Hmhm. You came straight away, I see. Didn't you say that soothsaying was a sham and a ruse?
  • Xander: Answering a question with a question, are we?
  • Nyx: Haha! Well done. But you surprised me. I didn't think you'd come.
  • Xander: Answer the question, please. What did you think was troubling me?
  • Nyx: May I be frank?
  • Xander: You have my leave.
  • Nyx: It's the war. The fighting troubles you.
  • Xander: The war?
  • Nyx: Yes. The truth is that you have no desire to kill your enemies. But in war, their lives can mean nothing. You must have no qualms in taking them. This puts you in a difficult position. You seem to be in pain.
  • Xander: ...
  • Nyx: You are noble in spirit as well as blood. As the eldest prince, you always put your kingdom first. But that is also your weakness.
  • Xander: Do tell...
  • Nyx: You should not have to sublimate your own feelings for the greater good. You must give them a voice and be true to yourself on occasion. ... That is all.
  • Xander: So noted. Tell me, on what grounds do you say all of this?
  • Nyx: Must I explain myself?
  • Xander: Soothsaying, then. I thought as much. So, you truly are aware of my feelings on the subject. Interesting. I must be going now. Thank you for your time. Good day, Nyx.
  • Nyx: ... That is regrettable. For myself, and for you as well.

A Support Edit

  • Nyx: Prince Xander, we must talk.
  • Xander: If this is more soothsaying...
  • Nyx: No. You asked me before what grounds I had to say those things. You assumed I knew what I did through soothsaying, but that is not the truth.
  • Xander: Then what is?
  • Nyx: ... In you, I saw something that felt familiar.
  • Xander: How so?
  • Nyx: The crown prince of Nohr must surely know why I am called a monster.
  • Xander: I do.
  • Nyx: I am forever young in form, and not through any fault in my bloodline. Why do you think that is?
  • Xander: I... I couldn't say.
  • Nyx: Even at a young age, I was skilled in the dark arts. I cast eldritch spells with ease. But the power proved too much for a child. One spell, cast half in jest, cost many people their lives. The toll it took on me caused my body to be frozen in time.
  • Xander: ...
  • Nyx: There were times when I wanted to die rather than deal with what happened. But I live on, hoping that someday I might find a way to atone for my crimes. Despite this, I've found that my talents lie mostly in dealing more death. It makes one wonder what the point of it all is. If all I do is kill, am I really winning my salvation? Or something else?
  • Xander: ... You and I may be more alike than I thought. I'd like to discuss this further, if you have the time.
  • Nyx: I'll listen as long as you wish. Even if I don't look it, I'm old enough that I might have some useful advice for you.

S Support Edit

  • Nyx: You summoned me, Prince Xander?
  • Xander: I have a proposal for you. I want to grant you noble status. Would you like to be the Queen of Nohr?
  • Nyx: What?!
  • Xander: Your shock is understandable, but know that my proposal is genuine. As proof, I present you with this ring.
  • Nyx: ... I'm honored—thrilled, even—but are you sure about this? To wed an outsider...
  • Xander: The kingdom of Nohr is strongly unified. Yet even so, it is more fragile than it seems. An objective point of view such as yours would be valuable. Moreover, you are courageous, calm, and collected, with a sharp mind. All of those are qualities befitting a queen. But above all else, you are the one whom I love.
  • Nyx: But... the things I've done...
  • Xander: In terms of lives claimed, I am not far behind you on that grim tally. If there is any way for us to atone... it is by stopping the fight here. Together, we shall ensure such a burden never touches another generation. You and I will be the cornerstone of a new era of Nohr.
  • Nyx: ... Intriguing. I see no reason to refuse your proposal.
  • Xander: Wonderful! This is a bright day both fur us and for Nohr.
  • Nyx: But you know that due to my curse, I will remain in this state. I will never age. You don't mind that in a wife?
  • Xander: It is not precisely what I envisioned for my queen, but we will make it work.
  • Nyx: I suppose I at least will never fear you abandoning me for someone younger...
  • Xander: That's absurd. If that were all that drove my decision, I'd have proposed to a brainless courtier.
  • Nyx: Hmhmhm, a very good point. Thank you... dear Xander.

With Leo Edit

C Support Edit

  • Nyx: ...
  • Leo: Nyx? What on earth...
  • Nyx: Greetings, Prince Leo.
  • Leo: If you walk any further into that lake, you'll be up to your stomach. You're not planning to take a swim, are you?
  • Nyx: Hmhm. If I were, would you come into the water with me?
  • Leo: N-no, I'll pass.
  • Nyx: I was joking anyway. But no. I came to view my reflection in the lake's waters.
  • Leo: That's all? We have mirrors at camp for that.
  • Nyx: Mirrors are too accurate. I prefer a slight amount of distortion. The water's surface is perfect.
  • Leo: ...All right, then. Try not to stay out too long. It can get cold here by the shore.
  • Nyx: Hmhmhm. I'd best put the rest of my clothes back on before that happens, hm?
  • Leo: Y-yes. I'll...leave you to that.

B Support Edit

  • Leo: I thought I might find you here, Nyx.
  • Nyx: Hello again, Prince Leo.
  • Leo: I'm relieved to find you fully clothed this time.
  • Nyx: Hmhm. Yes, you arrived just in time. Or are you early...?
  • Leo: Ehem, the point is, exposing yourself in that way would have been dangerous. Were you looking at your reflection again?
  • Nyx: Yes, I was. I'm still not used to it. Even after decades in this body.
  • Leo: ...
  • Nyx: My image of myself, and the way I actually am... The gulf between them never seems to shrink. Indeed, as the years pass, it only widens.
  • Leo: Is there no way to lift the curse?
  • Nyx: So you know, then...that it is a curse.
  • Leo: Yes, I've heard some things.
  • Nyx: The curse on me is an extremely potent one. I don't think it has a remedy. But even if it did... I might have to remain in this form regardless.
  • Leo: Why?
  • Nyx: Because this condition is a punishment. I was too young...too foolish...
  • Leo: It's an ineffective sentence that lasts indefinitely, wouldn't you say? Even the harshest judge usually allows for the possibility of atonement. But that's up to whoever placed the curse on you, I suppose...
  • Nyx: ...
  • Leo: Who did this to you, Nyx?
  • Nyx: ...Good day to you, Prince Leo.
  • Leo: !!

A Support Edit

  • Nyx: Prince Leo...
  • Leo: Yes, Nyx?
  • Nyx: You asked me not long ago who laid the curse on me.
  • Leo: Yes, I recall.
  • Nyx: It may be myself.
  • Leo: ...Care to explain?
  • Nyx: Long ago, when I was young, I discovered I had a gift for the dark arts. Such power in the hands of a child, as you can imagine, lead to the deaths of many. Until one day... One of the spells I wove took its toll, preventing me from maturing further.
  • Leo: Ah, so that's how it came to be.
  • Nyx: I was crazed at first, desperate to find a way to break the curse's hold over me. But as time went on...I started to wonder if I deserved this form.
  • Leo: ...
  • Nyx: Honestly, even this doesn't seem like sufficient punishment for my actions.
  • Leo: ... Close your eyes, Nyx.
  • Nyx: Why?
  • Leo: I wish to use my own magic on you. I'd like to try speaking to your inner self. The one inside your heart.
  • Nyx: Prince Leo...
  • Leo: I disagree with you. I think your punishment has been more than sufficient. And I'd say it's time you changed your perspective a bit.
  • Nyx: I have...misgivings about this...
  • Leo: I doubt it will be easy. You're quite set in your ways by now, after all. But setting your punishment aside for a moment... Let us both consider the matured, adult Nyx of your own self-image. Would she not forgive you? Would she not allow at least for the possibility? If you'll allow me, I'd like to speak to her one day and find out.
  • Nyx: Prince Leo... You've given me much to think about. I'm not sure about that idea of yours, but thank you for your concern. You are...a good friend. If I may call you that.
  • Leo: You may. Please remember that I'm always here for you, Nyx.

S Support Edit

  • Leo: Nyx? Are your eyes closed?
  • Nyx: Yes...
  • Leo: What can you see now?
  • Nyx: My adult self... She is speaking with you... On the shores of the lake... She seems contented...
  • Leo: Does she now...
  • Nyx: And you? What do you see?
  • Leo: It's something slightly different.
  • Nyx: Do tell...
  • Leo: I, too, see us standing at the lake's shore carrying on a conversation. But the Nyx I see has the body of a child...
  • Nyx: ...
  • Leo: Next to that Nyx, I see myself, beaming with joy. The young Nyx has a contented look on her face as well. In between us is a third figure, that of a very small child.
  • Nyx: A child?
  • Leo: Yes. Our child...
  • Nyx: ... I don't care for your sense of humor, Prince Leo. Whatever I might look like, my heart is that of a fully grown woman. It is not to be trifled with.
  • Leo: That was not my intention. Now, Nyx, open your eyes.
  • Nyx: Prince Leo! Is this...a ring...?
  • Leo: Nyx, I want you to marry me.
  • Nyx: ...
  • Leo: I mean that. I want to start a happy, loving family with you.
  • Nyx: It's impossible. I'm stuck like this... forever... What I did was unforgivable. And even if it wasn't, my curse cannot be lifted...
  • Leo: None of that bothers me. I accept you just as you are---as you always will be.
  • Nyx: Prince Leo...
  • Leo: So will you marry me?
  • Nyx: ...Very well. Thank you, my prince.

With Laslow Edit

C Support Edit

  • Laslow: Hi, Nyx. What are you doing sitting by yourself?
  • Nyx: Hmm? Oh. Nothing much of anything, really.
  • Laslow: Well then! If you're not busy, do you want to head into town? I found this wonderful cafe where we could get a cup of tea together.
  • Nyx: I'm sorry... I don't enjoy crowds much.
  • Laslow: Ah, that's a shame. How about I keep my eye out for a cozy little cafe instead? One of those places off the beaten path, with a small but devoted clientele. Would you come with me there?
  • Nyx: Hmhm...are you that intent on having tea together?
  • Laslow: Why wouldn't I be? There's nothing sweeter in life than sharing a cup of tea with a beautiful woman. And if you were to smile as we sipped our tea, why, that would be sweeter still.
  • Nyx: Then ask some other girl. I'm not beautiful. I'm scarcely even a woman. I'm a monster.
  • Laslow: Nyx...?
  • Nyx: I've things to do elsewhere.
  • (Nyx leaves)
  • Laslow: Damn...

B Support Edit

  • Laslow: Nyx!
  • Nyx: Yes...?
  • Laslow: Good news. I found a new cafe since the last time we spoke. It's quiet, out of the way, and very relaxing. Doesn't that sound nice?
  • Nyx: I'm not in the mood, Laslow.
  • Laslow: Haha...have I done something to turn you against me?
  • Nyx: No...it's nothing you've done. I just don't want...attachments. Entanglements.
  • Laslow: What a shame. It's a tragic waste of a pretty face.
  • Nyx: Stay. If you knew my crimes, you would call me a monster, as others have before you.
  • Laslow: Crimes, eh? I don't know just what it is you've done, Nyx... But if you ask me, no one in this world is truly innocent. And "monster" is an awful thing to call oneself...
  • Nyx: It depends on the crime. Mine was a particularly grave one...
  • Laslow: ... And if I'd done the same?
  • Nyx: Such as?
  • Laslow: Let's say I'd done something so cruel that I never wanted anyone to find out. If, say, I'd neglected a great many people...let them all die... Would you call me monster, too?
  • Nyx: ...
  • Laslow: Hahaha, my apologies. It was a strange question.
  • Nyx: No, I...
  • Laslow: I came here determined to make you happy, but I was ill equipped, it seems. I'm sorry, Nyx. I'll take my leave for today.
  • (Laslow leaves)
  • Nyx: Laslow...

A Support Edit

  • Nyx: Laslow...
  • Laslow: Ah, Nyx. What can I do for you?
  • Nyx: I apologize for the other day. I stirred up something in you I shouldn't have.
  • Laslow: Oh, it's nothing. It's I who should apologize for doing so little to improve you mood.
  • Nyx: ... I wouldn't call you a monster.
  • Laslow: Oh?
  • Nyx: Whatever you may have done... you are one of my allies. I could never think of you as a monster.
  • Laslow: And the same is true for me, Nyx. No matter your crimes, committed long ago... I wouldn't consider you a monster. You're a steadfast ally, and that's all.
  • Nyx: You're kinder than I deserve.
  • Laslow: So...how about that cup of tea?
  • Nyx: Hmhm...that was a deft change of subject.
  • Laslow: Thank you. You really do look best when you're smiling, you know. No one who's called you a monster could possibly have seen the way you smile.
  • Nyx: Laslow...
  • Laslow: You're losing it! Come now, smile! Yours is a face built for it.
  • Nyx: Hmhmhm. So persistent... I should revise my opinion of you.
  • Laslow: Such high praise! You'll make me blush.
  • Nyx: Oh? I didn't realize you were so shy. That face you're making could fool anyone into thinking you're not a monster.
  • Laslow: ...
  • Nyx: ...All right. I'll have tea with you. We can tell each other about ourselves. No judgments.
  • Laslow: Sounds like a good time. Shall we?

S Support Edit

  • Laslow: Nyx, I have a question for you.
  • Nyx: Hello, Laslow. What is it?
  • Laslow: With all the things that change in this world, are there any constants?
  • Nyx: Is this a remark about my condition?
  • Laslow: I--oh gods, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it that way...
  • Nyx: Hmhm, I know. I can't help but tease you.
  • Laslow: Ugh... I've blown it. I should have waited...
  • Nyx: Haha! Don't worry. It didn't bother me. Now what was it you were saying?
  • Laslow: Right! Constants. I found one... Something in this world that never changes.
  • Nyx: And what might that be?
  • Laslow: The feelings I carry for you.
  • Nyx: Laslow...
  • Laslow: I love you, Nyx. And I want to know... Would you marry me?
  • Nyx: A constant love, hm?
  • Laslow: I swear it's true.
  • Nyx: How can you be sure that these feelings will never fade?
  • Laslow: They're much too intense for that.
  • Nyx: ... I have feelings for you as well.
  • Laslow: Nyx...
  • Nyx: I love you so much that... I think I could give you my whole heart. But even so, we cannot marry.
  • Laslow: What...?
  • Nyx: I don't want to burden you with my crime.
  • Laslow: You mean all those people you say you've killed?
  • Nyx: Yes...
  • Laslow: Well, much as I might want to, I can't bear your burden. Nor could I expect you to bear mine. But with burdens so heavy... don't you think we could lean on each other a bit? My calling in life from now on is to put a smile on your face. And I don't think there's anybody in this world who could make me smile but you.
  • Nyx: ... Haha. Look at me, lost for words before such a young man...
  • Laslow: Nyx. Won't you please marry me? We make each other laugh. Isn't that a good enough foundation to start on?
  • Nyx: I think so. Yes, Laslow. I will marry you.

With Odin Edit

C Support Edit

  • Odin: Nyx. Can you spare a moment?
  • Nyx: I suppose. What's on your mind?
  • Odin: I command you to stop infringing on my identity, knave!
  • Nyx: Excuse me?
  • Odin: Your innocent act is ill sorted with your menacing aura! And therein lies the fault! You and I are cut from the same dark, mysterious cloth.
  • Nyx: What are you talking about?
  • Odin: "From childhood, she showed a tremendous talent for the black arts. Her family, terrified of her powers, raised her almost against their will." These are the sorts of things I've heard about your past, and I have to say... It's quite impressive. More than impressive-your past looms large and hungry behind you. It lurks, it leers, it lunges out from the shadows, forcing me to acknowledge... You are my true peer. A fellow spelunker in the darkest of abysses.
  • Nyx: ... I have no idea what you're talking about.
  • Odin: In this as in all things, understanding is a superfluous luxury! All you need to know is this: my appreciation for your origins borders on envy... And I was hoping we could be friends.
  • Nyx: Uh...sure...

B Support Edit

  • Odin: Ah, Nyx...you have come, as I knew you must.
  • Nyx: Yes, Odin. You sent a messenger to have me meet you here. What did you need?
  • Odin: We are allies in shadow, you and I. We walk the same lonely path of endless dusk. When I acknowledged that in you, we formed a bond not easily broken... But! There can only be one dark paragon! Two cannot stand together at the summit. And so we must settle this in the only true way: with the names of our black magic.
  • Nyx: As usual, I have no idea what you're talking about... Are you saying that you want to have a duel using black magic?
  • Odin: Nothing so gauche. We shall duel using the ominous names of our cursed relics.
  • Nyx: Wait, what?
  • Odin: Begin! First is this accursed talisman... The fetish affixed to my left hand, a fell relic wrought of ash and misery... I give you...Graugang, the Gray Doom!
  • Nyx: ...
  • Odin: Come. Now it is your turn to reveal the true name of one of your cursed relics!
  • Nyx: You've...given names to each of your relics? I...uh...haven't done that.
  • Odin: Wh-what?! You don't name your relics?! How do you even DO magic?
  • Nyx: Like you said, I seem to have a natural talent for it...for better or worse...
  • Odin: Hmph. I was all wrong about you, Nyx... Your behaviour is unbecoming of a diabolist! Turn in your tome and your profane effigy! Maaaan...and I thought you were cool...
  • Nyx: I can tell I've disappointed you...somehow, and I apologize for that... I guess I still don't really understand what you wanted me to do...
  • Odin: Can you at least tell me the names of your spells? Rituals? Blasphemous incantations?
  • Nyx: I've used so many spells that I couldn't even count them all, much less name them.
  • Odin: !!
  • Nyx: What? What is it now?
  • Odin: "...Couldn't even count them"? That is...impressive. It's the casual attitude toward death that I would expect from a fellow shadow dweller. Wait...does this mean...that you were the true avatar of annihilation all along...?
  • Nyx: I'm...going to go now.

A Support Edit

  • Nyx: Odin.
  • Odin: No, don't come near... The mere sight of you is a testament to my own inadequacy...
  • Nyx: Inadequacy?
  • Odin: I...I learned more of your past. "In her youth, she used a forbidden spell... killing most of a village in one fell swoop. The spell stole the victims' life energy for her, and she hasn't physically aged since."
  • Nyx: ...Right, that's what happened. You didn't think I was actually a teenager, did you?
  • Odin: I admit defeat. You are victorious.
  • Nyx: Huh?
  • Odin: Your origin story, your attitude---you are the avatar of annihilation here. Compared to you, I'm a dark dilettante at best, a complete fraud at worst... If only I had a tragic past like yours...
  • Nyx: Trust me, Odin, my past is nothing to envy. To tell the truth, I actually envy you.
  • Odin: What? Why?
  • Nyx: I don't understand everything you say, but I can see the passion behind it. And it looks to me like following that passion actually brings you happiness. Am I right?
  • Odin: Well...yes.
  • Nyx: I would give literally anything to feel that. Eternal youth is also eternal stagnation. I haven't been passionate about anything in so long...
  • Odin: ...
  • Nyx: What I'm saying is you're fine the way you are. Go on being Odin.
  • Odin: Y-you are serious?
  • Nyx: Yes.
  • Odin: W-well...good. Thank you for that.
  • Nyx: Anytime, Odin. Be yourself, and I'll try to do the same.

S Support Edit

  • Nyx: All right, Odin. What's with the secrecy? Why did you call me out here?
  • Odin: Well, Nyx. I've been thinking about a child.
  • Nyx: A child? What child?
  • Odin: The child that will be born to us.
  • Nyx: What? Make sense!
  • Odin: A child who might inherit your calamitous might, as well as my own sacred blood... We will continue to exist in our child, like a bridge connecting us to the future... That's what I was thinking of. Deep, right?
  • Nyx: ... In other words... This is your roundabout way of proposing to me?
  • Odin: W-well...you could take it like that...
  • Nyx: I see... I'm disappointed in you, Odin.
  • Odin: What?
  • Nyx: A cowardly, indirect proposal is hardly behaviour for a mysterious, shadowy figure. A proper practitioner of the fell arts would just ask directly, consequences be damned!
  • Odin: Your words strike with the force of the most fearsome curses...
  • Nyx: Odin, did you have something to say?
  • Odin: N-no....nothing at all. I...could have proposed normally if... I wasn't so intimidated. But every time I look at you and your unholier-than-thou aura, I feel unworthy...
  • Nyx: Will you stop doing that? I told you once. I accept who you are, regardless of how malefic you might not be.
  • Odin: I know you say that, but...
  • Nyx: No! Say it right! This is your last chance.
  • Odin: All right... ... Nyx...I love you. Please accept this ring and marry me.
  • Nyx: ... That's better. Yes. Now, what shall we name this child you're imagining?

With Niles Edit

C Support Edit

  • Nyx: Niles...I'd like to speak with you.
  • Niles: Why talk? Let's skip past that to the good parts, doll.
  • Nyx: That's a sterling example of what I wanted to speak with you about. Can't you find some other way to express yourself?
  • Niles: What's wrong with the way I talk? Give me an example.
  • Nyx: I won't be baited into using such crude language. You know of what I speak.
  • Niles: So close...I was excited to hear a few choice morsels from those tightly pursed lips.
  • Nyx: I'm asking you politely now to stop this childish harassment.
  • Niles: "Childish"? That's rich, coming from you.
  • Nyx: ...Bite your tongue. You understand nothing.
  • Niles: Indeed, I understand nothing very well. Which is more than I can say for you.
  • Nyx: What on earth are you saying?
  • Niles: I have no time for fools casting judgement on what they don't understand. I relish getting a rise out of them and their hypocritical faces.
  • Nyx: This is why you say such foul things? I'm beginning to pity you. Regardless, I caution you to cease this foolishness if you wish to avoid tragedy. That is my final warning. The next time, I will take drastic action.
  • Niles: I'm so scared. Do your worst, little girl. And I do mean that.

B Support Edit

  • Nyx: I've heard about you from several people, Niles. You should have heeded my warning.
  • Niles: Mm. I never was one to back down from a threat.
  • Nyx: You don't know me very well. So you might not have realized I don't make idle threats.
  • Niles: And as I recall, I encouraged you to do your worst. I'm eager to see what sort of punishment you have in store for bad little me.
  • Nyx: And see you shall.
  • Niles: If your plan was to bore me to death, it's wor--
  • Nyx: Theag eln snouci!
  • Niles: What? What did you do?
  • Nyx: I cast a spell. You'll find your vocabulary more tolerably limited now.
  • Niles: What?!...Hah. Good bluff, little girl. But I don't feel any different than I did a few moments ago. Do you know what happens to naughty little children who lie? They get ------- ---- -----------. Huh?! What did you do to me?!
  • Nyx: I told you already. I cleaned up that foul language of yours.
  • Niles: This isn't happening...
  • Nyx: Now do you see that I make no empty threats?
  • Niles: Nyx! You change me back right now! Or so help me, I'll have you ------- ---- -------! Argh...!
  • Nyx: Alas, the punishment doesn't seem to be deterring you as it should. Perhaps further measures are needed. Geilet rensce sline!
  • Niles: ?! ----! --- ----- -- -------!
  • Nyx: You can reap only what you sow. Now this army can have some peace. Farewell, Niles.
  • Niles: --! --- ---- ----! ---...?!

A Support Edit

  • Nyx: So. How did it feel to be unable to voice a single lewd thought? It certainly seemed distressing, which is why I reversed the spell so soon after.
  • Niles: Nyx, I'm sorry. If I'd known, I never would have said those things to you.
  • Nyx: How unusually contrite of you. Are you that desperate to keep your tongue?
  • Niles: It's not just that. What I said to you was against my policy.
  • Nyx: Explain.
  • Niles: I heard rumors about you long ago, when I was a kid. The girl who grew up as a prodigy in the dark arts...She wove wicked spells without a thought and brought suffering to all she met. But one day she went too far and paid a terrible price.
  • Nyx: ...
  • Niles: I didn't make the connection before--it didn't even occur to me that she was real. But it's you. You're the dark sorceress Nyx.
  • Nyx: Yes. Also called Nyx the Nefarious, also called the Dread Child, and so forth. But what does this have to do with your policy?
  • Niles: I came up rough. When I see people who are happy, who've lived charmed lives...I can't resist bringing them down, making them feel filthy, like me. But you've been through your own hell, and worse, it was your own doing.
  • Nyx: I see. And this is all you wanted to apologize for? You'll relent with me, yes. But what of the others?
  • Niles: What do you want from me? Just name it, and I'll at least try. I owe you that much.
  • Nyx: Very well. Then try to rein yourself in at least a little when you speak.
  • Niles: All right. I think I can take it down a notch or two.
  • Nyx: It would be cruel to demand that you stop entirely, so I'll draw the line there. But it speaks poorly of you that you enjoy terrorizing people with your vile tongue. You're no better than a child.
  • Niles: Time was, I would have said "you're one to talk"...But unless I miss my guess, you're much older than me, aren't you?
  • Nyx: Undoubtedly.
  • Niles: An older woman, eh? What I wouldn't do to see your true form. The better to drown her in a torrent of the filthiest talk I can dream up.
  • Nyx: How strange. I'm positive I asked you to rein in such thoughts, and yet...
  • Niles: Th-this is different. In your case, I'd do it to see if you'd...Never mind. You'll let it slide just this once, right?

S Support Edit

  • Nyx: You asked to see me, Niles? Oh no. You're getting down on one knee. Please tell me you're not...
  • Niles: That's right. This is a ring I'm holding.
  • Nyx: *sigh*...
  • Niles: You see, the reason I called you here was so that I could--
  • Nyx: Enough! Lattep shalo phor!
  • Niles: What? H-hey...did you just literally take the words out of my mouth?!
  • Nyx: I'm a practiced soothsayer as well. Your proposal attempt was not entirely unexpected...
  • Niles: Then why won't you let me finish it?
  • Nyx: Because marrying me won't give you what you want. I am a damned soul, who has caused the deaths of hundreds...You will never find happiness at my side.
  • Niles: Nyx...don't talk about yourself like that. I'm under no illusion that I'm any better. I might not be cursed, but there's noting in my life to be proud of.
  • Nyx: You don't understand. I--
  • Niles: Don't worry about the curse. I've been calling in some favors. A contact of mine thinks he might have a line on something that could lift your curse.
  • Nyx: Is this true? Can it really be...?
  • Niles: Once the war's over and done with, we'll go looking for it together. But even if you don't find it, you're already enough woman for me. So please...let me finish what I came here to ask.
  • Nyx: ...Fine. The spell is broken.
  • Niles: *deep breath* Mmm... Mmmaaa...OK, seems like it's working. Nyx, I want you to...marry...me. This ring is the proof of my love for you.
  • Nyx: Ah, Niles...Thank you. I didn't realize I could ever be this happy again.
  • Niles: It's a surprise to me too.
  • Nyx: But...you were being truthful when you swore to curtail your vile tongue near me?
  • Niles: Yeah. Like I said, it's against my policy. I'd never be that crude to someone I loved.
  • Nyx: Were we to wed...perhaps you could relax that policy of yours?
  • Niles: Huh?
  • Nyx: When I think of you employing that gutter mouth of yours against others...My skin burns, as if with jealousy. I demand no less treatment from my soon-to-be husband.
  • Niles: Oho...so that's how it's going to be. You're leaving me no choice, huh? Fair enough. If it's dirt talk you want, my heart if your landfill, "little girl."

With Effie Edit

C Support Edit

  • Nyx: Ugh! That's a problem.
  • Effie: Hey, Nyx. What's wrong?
  • Nyx: The cap is stuck on this bottle! I need it for my curses.
  • Effie: Ha! Is that all?! Hand it over. Let me try! ...Urrrrrrrrgh! There--- it's open!
  • Nyx: Effie! You ripped off the top half of the bottle!
  • Effie: You're going to want to get a new one. That broken glass could be dangerous.
  • Nyx: No kidding.
  • Effie: That's all right. I'll fix it. I'll just press the top and bottom together with all my might.
  • Nyx: I'm pretty sure that won't work on glass.
  • Effie: With enough pressure, it might! ...I feel really good about this.
  • Nyx: I feel you're delusional.
  • Effie: Hold on... Urrrrrrrrgh! ...I wasn't strong enough. I'm sorry. I really let you down.
  • Nyx: That's OK, Effie. You've done enough already... really. 

With Arthur Edit

C Support Edit

  • Nyx: Going somewhere, Arthur?
  • Arthur: Ah, the fair Nyx! Why yes, I was chaperoning the town children to a show. Their guardians were called away suddenly and wanted my help. Naturally, I agreed!
  • Nyx: Very admirable of you. But I suggest you find a way to back out. It will not end well.
  • Arthur: Whatever makes you say that? It looks like a fine enough day!
  • Nyx: It has been foretold to me.
  • Arthur: You've been peeking into the future, eh? Hah! Your warning is noted, but what choice do I have? "A friend of mine felt a bad omen, so I can't watch the children"? Such a mealymouthed excuse should never be uttered by a true hero!
  • Nyx: I understand, but you must trust me on this. You cannot go.
  • Arthur: I think you'll find that I cannot NOT go! But I'm touched by your concern. Now then, duty calls!
  • Nyx: Wait. Go if you must. But wear this under your armor.
  • Arthur: What's this strange script? Is this a spellbook? It's dreadfully thick...
  • Nyx: You may not be able to read it, but you'll find it useful nonetheless. All will be well if you do as I say.

B Support Edit

  • Arthur: My fair Nyx... I've come to apologize for paying so little heed to your warning. It seems I ought to put greater stock in your powers of divination!
  • Nyx: What happened? I'd be interested to know the details.
  • Arthur: I took the children to see a magic show. The Great Mandoni, have you heard of her? She has a stupefying trick where a volunteer enters a wooden box--
  • Nyx: Yes, which is then pierced by swords. It's a common spectacle. It's done with a special trick sword. But I think I can infer what happened...
  • Arthur: You infer rightly! Spurred on by my enthusiastic charges. I volunteered at once to go in. I squeezed myself into the box, which all seemed honest and aboveboard. But then, to my great shock... Rather than a trick sword, the Great Mandoni skewered me with a real blade!
  • Nyx: As I foresaw...
  • Arthur: As soon as I felt it poke into my armor, I suspected something had gone awry. But I couldn't cry out—not in front of the wonder-struck children. I knew the sword was meant to pass harmlessly through me by some trick... And so, after careful consideration, it seemed best to remain mum. But then the sword pierced my armor and continued its merciless plunge... At the last moment, when death seemed certain, your spellbook saved the day!
  • Nyx: Hmhm. Didn't I say it would? My insight into the future is never wrong. Though it is rare that these glimpses are as clear as they were in your case. It must have something to do with your simple mi—I mean your pure heart. Now, oftentimes changing one's fate will only bring about a worse one. But you are a friend, so I thought I'd warn you anyway.
  • Arthur: In that case, I owe you a tremendous debt of gratitude! Though while we're on the subject... I've been asked to accompany the Lady Elise to dinner this evening. Can I have your assurance that everything will go swimmingly?
  • Nyx: Hmhm. Your opinion of my fortune-telling has come a long way, hasn't it? But I said before that it's not wise to change the future, and I stand by that.
  • Arthur: I don't need a blow-by-blow of the event. Just give me a general outlook.
  • Nyx: If you insist. Let me peer into the mists of what is to come... Hmm... Very, very interesting.
  • Arthur: What happened? Or rather, I should ask—what WILL happen?
  • Nyx: You will bear the brunt of someone's wrath. Keep your wits about you.
  • Arthur: Someone's wrath? Wh-what will I have done to deserve that...?!

A Support Edit

  • Arthur: It is with a heavy heart that I inform you... Your prediction was spot on. Lady Elise was furious with me.
  • Nyx: My condolences. Tell me what happened.
  • Arthur: The dinner began as planned. We took our seats without incident. I was asked for my preferred drink and said that water would be fine. My senses must remain undulled by drink if I am to properly perceive injustice! When the rest of the party's drinks arrived, someone proposed a toast, as you do. I was feeling particularly parched and threw back my glass in one gulp. Alas...
  • Nyx: It wasn't water, but alcohol. Yes?
  • Arthur: Yes! The waiter had mistakenly given me a glass of clear spirits. And I don't have the fortitude to guzzle a drink that strong in a single go. I quickly felt disoriented and confused...
  • Nyx: And that's when trouble struck.
  • Arthur: Exactly. This happened after the hors d'oeuvres and soup but before breadsticks were served.
  • Nyx: Yes, yes. Go on.
  • Arthur: Not quite cognizant of my surroundings, I reached for some bread. I lifted it to my lips, took a bite, and...
  • Nyx: And?
  • Arthur: What I was actually holding was Lady Elise's hair.
  • Nyx: I can see how you might confuse those long tails of hers for baguettes. Hahaha...!
  • Arthur: Er...
  • Nyx: My apologies. I shouldn't make light of your suffering.
  • Arthur: It's quite all right! I hadn't thought about it until you laughed, but it is a knee-slapper of a tale, isn't it?
  • Nyx: I...suppose? I'll admit that I've come to enjoy peering into your future. There's never a want of bizarre trouble to be found there.
  • Arthur: Alas, it's true. But I can bear anything so long as you laugh away my bad luck, as you just did.
  • Nyx: I think you can rely on me for that much.

S Support Edit

  • Nyx: Is something wrong? Your summons sounded urgent.
  • Arthur: My fair Nyx, thank you for meeting me. There is indeed a pressing concern I had to bring to your attention.
  • Nyx: And that is?
  • Arthur: Pardon the delicate question, as I know a lady never tells, but... How old are you?
  • Nyx: Were I to answer that...what is it to you?
  • Arthur: No offense meant! It's just that...
  • Nyx: Mm, I suppose you wouldn't ask without a reason. So I'll tell you. My looks are deceiving. I'm actually older than you by quite a bit.
  • Arthur: What?!
  • Nyx: Many years ago, a magical experiment went wrong, preventing me from aging further.
  • Arthur: G-good heavens... Well, it does put paid to my concern. I worried that you might be too young for...
  • Nyx: For...?
  • Arthur: Erm... No, the time for hesitation is past! My fair Nyx, I would like you to marry me. I have here an engagement ring for you.
  • Nyx: Yes, I see that. You're never one to shrink from a bold move, are you? I would be happy to accept your proposal.
  • Arthur: So soon? I'd been prepared for you to tell me you needed time to think it over!
  • Nyx: No. I've known for some time that today would be the day of your proposal. I foresaw it, you see.
  • Arthur: Oh...of course. If you knew in advance of my bad luck, it stands to reason you'd know of the good.
  • Nyx: Yes. I knew the day we met that it would lead to this.
  • Arthur: What?! From our first meeting?!
  • Nyx: That's what I said. Do you see now what I meant when I advised against changing one's fate?
  • Arthur: Aah... In truth, I didn't. But now I'm starting to see.
  • Nyx: I didn't want you to die, of course, so I passed along that one warning.
  • Arthur: My fair Nyx... I-if you always knew this would happen... What do you know of our lives to come? Our future together?
  • Nyx: ... I see a child. A beautiful son, born to the two of us.
  • Arthur: A son... I can't wait to meet him...!
  • Nyx: Nor can I.
  • Arthur: I vow to be a steadfast husband to you, fair Nyx. I'll cram your life full of joy!
  • Nyx: I know you will. You'll be a loving partner and a devoted father. Better than I could ask for. That much I can see even without my second sight.

With Charlotte Edit

C Support Edit

  • Charlotte: I feel bad for you, Nyx. It must be hard to get what you want, looking like that.
  • Nyx: Pfft, it's no different than anyone else. I've been like this long enough to have gotten used to it.
  • Charlotte: But the way you act doesn't match how you look. I can't even imagine what men must think of you...
  • Nyx: Men, really? That's the first thing that jumps into your mind?
  • Charlotte: What of it? Do you have a problem with that?
  • Nyx: Oh, no. I think it's perfectly reasonable for a young woman your age to act that way.
  • Charlotte: There is something very strange about such a young-looking person saying that.
  • Nyx: I know exactly what you mean, but it can't be helped.
  • Charlotte: There's nothing you can do? You're sure?
  • Nyx: Yes. Physically, I will always be this way.
  • Charlotte: If that's true, why don't you change how you act, instead of how you look?
  • Nyx: ...What good would that accomplish?
  • Charlotte: Then people wouldn't be surprised with your behavior! You'd sound exactly like the person you appear to be.
  • Nyx: I suppose there might be some merit to that...

B Support Edit

  • Charlotte: Come on, Nyx! Give it a shot!
  • Nyx: I don't think this will work... I can't just start acting like a child on command.
  • Charlotte: Don't be so negative! I'm sure you can do it! You were a child once, weren't you?
  • Nyx: Of course, but-
  • Charlotte: AND! I'll be giving you acting lessons. Who better to do it than me?
  • Nyx: Hehehe... I suppose that's true.
  • Charlotte: OK, think back to when you were younger. Remember how you acted when you were hungry.
  • Nyx: OK... I really want... to eat... sweets...
  • Charlotte: No good, no good! You need to let it out. Don't hold yourself back! Try thinking about what you'd do with your free time.
  • Nyx: Um... Er... I want to... go play outside?
  • Charlotte: Getting better! Good job, Nyx.
  • Nyx: I'm really happy when we play together... I want to do it all the time. I'm sad when we have to stop...
  • Charlotte: Awwww! That's really cute, Nyx!
  • Nyx: ... I want to stop. It's pointless to act this way.
  • Charlotte: Whaaaaat? You were doing well!
  • Nyx: How I look on the outside doesn't matter. I can't force myself to be someone I'm not. I can't forget all the things that have happened to make me who I am.
  • Charlotte: Ah... I see...
  • Nyx: It was interesting though, I'll admit. For a moment, I thought it was possible.
  • Charlotte: Really? That's good then.

A Support Edit

  • Nyx: Oh, Charlotte. Isn't it exhausting for you to always put on an act in front of men?
  • Charlotte: Of course, but I have to do it. It's the kind of attention men seem to like. Gentle and proper, helpful and attentive... Hah, there's no way a woman exactly like that even exists.
  • Nyx: Hahah, you're definitely correct there.
  • Charlotte: But there's no changing that. All I can do is do what I must to be popular.
  • Nyx: You know... The way you are normally-like right now-is quite attractive too.
  • Charlotte: Oh, I know. I've heard a few people say that, too. But men tend to like my act more than my normal behavior. I'm happy to keep it up if it means being popular. But what about you, Nyx? Do you ever pretend to be someone else?
  • Nyx: No. Well, that's not true. I did behave like a... monster, once. I did it so I could try and live my life alone.
  • Charlotte: Nyx...
  • Nyx: You know, though, I wasn't really acting. I did horrible things more times than I can count. Maybe I'm just pretending not to be a monster.
  • Charlotte: You aren't any kind of monster, Nyx. You're a bit of an odd girl...but you're an important friend to me.
  • Nyx: Charlotte...
  • Charlotte: Tsk, and now you've got me being embarrassingly honest. OK, forget what I said before, Nyx. Just be yourself. You're a good person without putting on any kind of act.
  • Nyx: Thank you... Charlotte...

With Benny Edit

C Support Edit

  • Benny: ...
  • Nyx: You've been staring at me for a while. Do I fascinate you that much?
  • Benny: ...You're so young.
  • Nyx: In a sense. In form, at least, I am a young girl.
  • Benny: ...
  • Nyx: Was that all you came for? To inform me that I'm young?
  • Benny: Um. D-do you want some candy?
  • Nyx: *sigh* Despite what I might look like, on the inside I'm as much an adult as you.
  • Benny: Oh...
  • Nyx: Yes. "Oh."
  • Benny: S-so you'd rather have a pastry?
  • Nyx: ...
  • Benny: ...They're really good pastries.
  • Nyx: Very well. Pass them here.

B Support Edit

  • Benny: ...
  • Nyx: What is it this time, Benny?
  • Benny: I-I just wanted to offer my help. In case you needed any...you can ask me.
  • Nyx: Thank you. But if I may ask, what brought this on?
  • Benny: You're so little. There must be a lot of things that are hard for you. Like...what if you wanted to reach a high shelf or something?
  • Nyx: In such cases, I prepare a stand or stool beforehand.
  • Benny: ...Oh. Makes sense.
  • Nyx: Benny, I understand that you're only trying to help. But I've lived like this for quite a number of years by now. I have my ways of handling what needs to be handled. Just like any adult.
  • Benny: ... This curse...you can't reverse it?
  • Nyx: I'm not sure. But I've searched for a cure to it for a very long time, with no success.
  • Benny: Hmm...
  • Nyx: There's just no helping me, I'm afraid. This curse is a punishment I must bear.
  • Benny: If it's a punishment...then you did something wrong to deserve it. You committed a crime, didn't you?
  • Nyx: Yes... I did.
  • Benny: And for that, you're frozen at this age... for the rest of your life. You did something that bad...?
  • Nyx: So it would seem.
  • Benny: Hmm.
  • Nyx: ...
  • Benny: Y-you'll still tell me if I can help, right?
  • Nyx: ...Yes. Thank you.

A Support Edit

  • Benny: Nyx...do you need anything?
  • Nyx: Hmhmhm. You're very generous, Benny.
  • Benny: ...
  • Nyx: But no, I'm fine. Even as I am, I can do most of the things adults can. So I'd prefer it if you treated me as you would any other adult.
  • Benny: OK. But...there are some things even adults have trouble with. So...don't be shy. You can tell me if you need help.
  • Nyx: True enough. Well, if you're offering, could you help me clean my quarters? On my own, I can't dust the top of the bookshelf.
  • Benny: I'll do it. Was there anything else?
  • Nyx: That's more than enough, thank you.
  • Benny: OK. You can call me anytime you need. I don't mind. I want to make myself useful. Not because you're a kid, but... because we're allies, and that's what allies are there for.
  • Nyx: An interesting perspective.
  • Benny: Whether you're an adult or a kid, a criminal or a nice lady... You're my ally. And allies are supposed to help each other.
  • Nyx: ...I appreciate that, Benny.

S Support Edit

  • Nyx: ...
  • Benny: Nyx...? What's that you're doing?
  • Nyx: Mm...? Oh, hello, Benny. I was deep inside a divination trance.
  • Benny: What were you trying to find out?
  • Nyx: Anything I can about my frozen youth.
  • Benny: ...
  • Nyx: It's been a long time since I delved into the nature of this curse... And the result was nothing more than I've always found. It seems I'm truly stuck like this.
  • Benny: Hmm...
  • Nyx: ...
  • Benny: If it never worked before...what made you decide to try again?
  • Nyx: I met you, Benny.
  • Benny: Huh? What do you mean?
  • Nyx: It's not important. I just...held out some hope.
  • Benny: Hope of what...?
  • Nyx: For most of my life, I've been trapped in this body much too young for my soul. It vexed me at first, but in time, I accepted what I had become.
  • Benny: ...
  • Nyx: But...if this curse could just be lifted and I could have the body I ought to... everything would be different. I could be happy... I might even get married. Start a family.
  • Benny: ...
  • Nyx: I'm sorry. It's wishful thinking, I know.
  • Benny: I-I think you can be happy just the way you are now...
  • Nyx: Stop, please... I'm not in the mood for it. Pleasant-sounding lies won't make me feel better.
  • Benny: It's not a lie. Nyx... Will you marry me?
  • Nyx: ...
  • Benny: I love you, you know... More than anyone.
  • Nyx: You understand that I'm stuck like this for as long as I live, yes?
  • Benny: I don't care. The punishment or curse or whatever you want to call it... I accept everything about you...
  • Nyx: Everything...?
  • Benny: So marry me...please...
  • Nyx: ...I accept as well, Benny. You and I should be together forever.

With Keaton Edit

C Support Edit

  • Keaton: Oh! Well, if it isn't Nyx!
  • Nyx: Keaton...
  • Keaton: You're still so tiny! Are you getting enough meat? You've gotta eat if you wanna grow up nice and big!
  • Nyx: ...
  • Keaton: Oh--are you a vegetarian? Well, hmm. Maybe drink lots of milk? I'm sure there's something you can do.
  • Nyx: Two things...
  • Keaton: Wh-- Huh?
  • Nyx: First, you've got no call to make judgements about a woman's body. Some are slender. Some aren't. Some are tall. Some aren't. So be careful, and consider her feelings before you speak.
  • Keaton: O...oh...OK. I'm sorry, I guess...
  • Nyx: Second. I will never grow, no matter how much I eat. This body is a curse.
  • Keaton: A curse? Huh? You're losing me.
  • Nyx: ...I should have expected this would be somewhat difficult for you.
  • Keaton: Wait, no, I really don't get it! Are you making fun of me? Is that it? Help!

B Support Edit

  • Keaton: Nyx! Hey, Nyx!
  • Nyx: Keaton...
  • Keaton: Look! I brought you some pork! It's all yours, so eat as much as you want!
  • Nyx: ...
  • Keaton: Aww, did I leave you speechless? That's OK, I don't need thanks. Dig in, and grow up big and strong!
  • Nyx: Please don't rub my head. Keaton... I'm grateful for all of this. I truly am.
  • Keaton: Grateful? For this? W-well, truth be told, I wasn't really doing it for you...It just so happened I had some left over, is all!
  • Nyx: But didn't I make it plain? No matter how much I eat, I will remain this way. Forever.
  • Keaton: Ohhh! Huh...
  • Nyx: Do you understand now?
  • Keaton: So all the stuff you eat... If it's not making you taller or stronger...where does it all go?
  • Nyx: ...This is not an appropriate line of discussion to have with a lady.
  • Keaton: S-sorry!
  • Nyx: It's a curse...
  • Keaton: A curse?
  • Nyx: Yes...one that can never be lifted. I did terrible things. Long ago...when i was a child in mind as well as body.
  • Keaton: So that's it...And there I was, running my fool mouth. I'm real sorry, Nyx. That sounds like a horrible curse! it must be hard on you.
  • Nyx: I don't pay it much mind anymore. I'm used to it by now.
  • Keaton: But with this curse of yours...What happens if you eat a lot right before a battle? How do you handle that?!
  • Nyx: ...
  • Keaton: I don't know what I'd do with myself! I eat so much that just imaging it gives me the willies pretty fierce.
  • Nyx: I suspect you may need more time to grasp my situation...

A Support Edit

  • Nyx: From an early age, I showed promise in the use of the dark arts. I used the blackest, most forbidden spells as freely as I pleased.
  • Keaton: OK...
  • Nyx: I ended the lives of many innocents. Until one day, I cast a certain spell that took its toll on me...I found myself frozen in this state, never to age another day. Do you understand now?
  • Keaton: So what you're saying is...you're gonna stay a kid? Forever?
  • Nyx: Yes! At last, you understand me.
  • Keaton: Yeah, I get it now. Whew, though...that's a doozy of a curse. It's way worse than when I thought the curse turned everything you ate into--
  • Nyx: Yes, well. It's much too late now. This is the price I must pay for my crimes.
  • Keaton: Oh, I dunno...now that I think about it, I'm kinda jealous.
  • Nyx: Jealous? Of me?
  • Keaton: You're stuck as a kid forever, right? That means you can act a fool and no one can ever get mad! No one will ever say "Act your age," because you ARE! Think of all the things you could get away with if you wanted!
  • Nyx: ...I try not to make a fool of myself.
  • Keaton: Really?! What a waste! Don't you realize how much candy you could be eating?!
  • Nyx: What a revolting idea. Why would anyone deliberately overstuff themselves?
  • Keaton: W-well sure, but...
  • Keaton: You honestly can't think of anything only a kid's allowed to do?!
  • Nyx: Nothing that interests me, no. I have the mind of a fully grown adult. The ability to act like a child is of no use to me whatsoever.
  • Keaton: Oh...well, suit yourself...
  • Nyx: Still, I've never heard anyone envy my condition. You're a strange one...
  • Keaton: Hahaha! I could say the same about you! If you ever DO feel the urge to romp around, call me up and i'll join you!
  • Nyx: Hmhmhm. Very kind of you.

S Support Edit

  • Keaton: Hey, Nyx.
  • Nyx: Ah, Keaton.
  • Keaton: Out of curiosity, is there anything you want?
  • Nyx: That's an odd question. Are you planning to give me a gift?
  • Keaton: N-no! Don't be dumb! It was just a simple question! It didn't mean anything! Hmph!
  • Nyx: Is that so?
  • Keaton: So, nothing, huh?
  • Nyx: An adult's body, of course.
  • Keaton: Oh...
  • Nyx: Not what you had in mind?
  • Keaton: N-no... That's fine...
  • Nyx: Hmhm. You seem stymied.
  • Keaton: Rrrrgh...
  • Nyx: Though when I wish for an adult's body...What I really wish for is a normal life, like the people around me.
  • Keaton: What's a normal life?
  • Nyx: Hmm...That's a surprisingly difficult question to answer. But what I want out of life, that I can't have as I am...is to love and be loved and have a proper family. I suppose that's what I mean when I say "normal."
  • Keaton: Is that all? You can have that now!
  • Nyx: ...You're quite wrong about that.
  • Keaton: Well, what's stopping you?
  • Nyx: With this body, it wouldn't matter who I loved...They could never love me back.
  • Keaton: I-I...
  • Nyx: Hm?
  • Keaton: But I love you!
  • Nyx: What?!
  • Keaton: It doesn't matter to me what you look like! I love you! The actual you, standing there! S-so... Wanna get married?
  • Nyx: Keaton...isn't this a bit rushed?
  • Keaton: No, just listen! You want a family, right? I'll take care of it! I'll do whatever you want to make sure you're happy all the time. I'll make you so happy that you forget about being stuck as a kid!
  • Nyx: Keaton...are you certain? This isn't a passing phase...You will grow old, but I will always look just the way I do now.
  • Keaton: It's really not such a big deal for me. As long as I have you. I'm satisfied.
  • Nyx: ......Thank you, Keaton.
  • Keaton: So what do you say?
  • Nyx: I say yes. I will marry you.

With Subaki Edit

C Support Edit

  • Subaki: Ah, Nyx. I've been looking all over for you.
  • Nyx: Oh? Did you need something?
  • Subaki: During my patrols around the camp, I've often seen you all alone. So I was wondering if you'd like to be introduced around town. Everyone is very friendly.
  • Nyx: I have no interest in striking up friendships. I'm perfectly content keeping my interactions to a minimum. Especially when it comes to Hoshidans.
  • Subaki: Why are you so intent on staying isolated? Is it because you look so much younger than you truly are?
  • Nyx: That's really none of your business...
  • Subaki: Do you think we're just a bunch of children or something?
  • Nyx: I didn't say that. But I am considerably older than all of you. I can't imagine what we would have to talk about anyway.
  • Subaki: I didn't mean to bother you. It's just hard not to worry about someone who seems so lonely.
  • Nyx: Please, spare me your concern. If you will excuse me, I have to be going now.

(Nyx leaves)

  • Subaki: Nyx?

B Support Edit

  • Subaki: Hmm? Is that Nyx over there? She's all alone again. Maybe she'll be in the mood to chat.
  • Nyx: *sigh*
  • Subaki: Hello, Nyx. I'm sorry to intrude while you're reading, but I wanted to talk. Wait... What are you drinking?
  • Nyx: Oh, of course. I forgot that this is foreign to Hoshidans. It's called coffee.
  • Subaki: Coffee, huh? I think I've heard of that. What an amazing scent... It's so dark. Does it taste good?
  • Nyx: Of course it does. I wouldn't be sipping it otherwise.
  • Subaki: Would you mind if I tried a sip?
  • Nyx: Well, I suppose it couldn't hurt...
  • Subaki: Wow!! I-it's so bitter. Why would anyone want to drink this? You've clearly got a more developed palate than I do.
  • Nyx: Heehee. I guess coffee might be a bit of an acquired taste.
  • Subaki: No kidding! A little went a long way. Listen, I'm sorry for treating you like a kid the other day. That was probably irritating in retrospect. It shouldn't have taken me so long to finally understand that.
  • Nyx: It's fine. Don't worry about it. I should really be on my way.
  • Subaki: Wait! You only drank half of your coffee!
  • Nyx: Why don't you finish it? Maybe the flavor will grow on you.

(Nyx leaves)

  • Subaki: All right... I guess I'll try and drink it. *gulp gulp* So this is what coffee tastes like, huh? Interesting...

A Support Edit

  • Nyx: *yawn*
  • Subaki: Good morning, Nyx.
  • Nyx: Hello, Subaki.
  • Subaki: Sorry for dropping in on you again. I was just wondering if you would be willing to try some of this coffee.
  • Nyx: Hmm? You made coffee?
  • Subaki: I sure did. Hopefully I brewed it properly.
  • Nyx: B-but that's impossible. Nohr's food culture is totally different from that of Hoshido. And you just tried coffee for the very first time recently. There's no way that you could learn how to brew it properly without assistance.
  • Subaki: Please, just try a small sip. I would really appreciate your feedback.
  • Nyx: Fine, if you insist.
  • Subaki: Here it is! The coffee is still nice and hot. I hope you enjoy the brew.
  • Nyx: Well, it certainly smells pleasant. And the color doesn't look half-bad either. I suppose I can give it a try. Ohh... Subaki, this is delicious! Did you honestly brew this?
  • Subaki: I really did! Believe it or not, I picked, roasted, and ground all the beans myself.
  • Nyx: I can't believe it... Honestly, I don't think I've ever had such a robust cup of coffee before.
  • Subaki: Really? I'm so happy that you like it. Listen, I was wondering... Do you think we could get to know each other better?
  • Nyx: What do you mean exactly? Wait a minute... Did you learn to make coffee so that you would have an excuse to talk to me?
  • Subaki: Well, I like to learn about foreign cultures. I just think it's fun to talk with all kinds of people from different places. I thought maybe you would feel the same way too.
  • Nyx: Oh, I see. Thank you, Subaki. Perhaps you could show me how you made this rich coffee.
  • Subaki: O-of course! I'd be happy to walk you through my process now, if you like.

S Support Edit

  • Subaki: Good morning, Nyx!
  • Nyx: Oh, Subaki. Can I help you?
  • Subaki: It seems like you enjoyed brewing coffee with me the other day. So I was wondering if you felt like trying to make something else today.
  • Nyx: Oh? Like what exactly?
  • Subaki: I was thinking about a beverage called matcha. It's a Hoshidan tea. It's bitter like coffee, with a pleasingly bold finish. I think you might enjoy it.
  • Nyx: That's thoughtful of you to ask, but I'm going to pass.
  • Subaki: What? But why?
  • Nyx: You're right, it was fun to make coffee the other day. But I don't want you to get the wrong impression. I just can't be close to anyone right now. Besides, you're from Hoshido. There's no sense in spending more time together. Thank you for thinking of me, Subaki. I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings.
  • Subaki: Listen... The truth is, I was just looking for an excuse to spend more time with you.
  • Nyx: Huh? What do you mean?
  • Subaki: I-I have...feelings for you. I was just too proud to admit it.
  • Nyx: O-oh, so that's it.
  • Subaki: Yeah. That's why I've been trying so hard to get your attention lately. I realize now that I should have just been direct and told you what I was thinking.
  • Nyx: St-stop. You know that I'm much older than you.
  • Subaki: So? Who cares? If that was a concern for me, I never would have tried to befriend you. The point is, I can't help the fact that I've got a crush on you.
  • Nyx: Subaki, you don't know me. Not really. There is so much I have to atone for. I don't have any room in my life for romance.
  • Subaki: What about friendship? It's not like I'm proposing. I just enjoy your company. What do you have to lose?
  • Nyx: *sigh* You're very sweet. I suppose I can make time for one cup of tea.
  • Subaki: R-really? We could keep chatting while we drink matcha. If you want. Personally, I can't think of a better way to spend my afternoon.
  • Nyx: Heehee. Lead the way, Subaki.

With Hayato Edit

C Support Edit

  • Hayato: Hello, Nyx.
  • Nyx: Well look who it is. The infamous Hoshidan diviner, Hayato.
  • Hayato: From what I've heard, you're already using a huge number of powerful spells. That's very unusual. Tell me, is it true?
  • Nyx: You know, I'm a lot older than I look. There's no need to treat me like a kid. How old are you?
  • Hayato: Ha, wouldn't you like to know.
  • Nyx: So, Hayato, what are you doing out here?
  • Hayato: Indulging in my curiosity, I suppose.
  • Nyx: Curiosity about what?
  • Hayato: Well, the truth is, I wanted some advice.
  • Nyx: Oh? What about?
  • Hayato: Listen, I don't want anyone else to hear this. Can you keep a secret?
  • Nyx: Of course. My lips are sealed.
  • Hayato: OK. Well then... Wait. No, something is wrong. Never mind.
  • Nyx: Hmm? What could be wrong? We're all alone out here.
  • Hayato: Listen, just pretend like this never happened. I have to go.

(Hayato leaves)

  • Nyx: What in the... That was strange.

B Support Edit

  • Hayato: There you are, Nyx.
  • Nyx: Hello, Hayato. What are you doing all the way out here?
  • Hayato: Listen, I'm sorry for the other day. I hope that I didn't upset you somehow. I thought maybe it would be easier to talk if you knew something about me. I'm unique within the Wind Tribe because of my ability as a spellcaster. Due to this strange talent, I've reached prominence at Reppu Castle. But I'll let you in on a secret of mine. A weakness really... I'm...
  • Nyx: What is it?
  • Hayato: It's the darkness...
  • Nyx: Are you saying that you have a dark disposition?
  • Hayato: No, that's not it. I'm saying that I seriously can't deal with any dark place.
  • Nyx: Hmmmm...
  • Hayato: What is that supposed to mean? I'm trying to be honest with you. In the past, I've attempted to control my fear. To overcome it with spells. In the midst of my search, I learned about you, Nyx.
  • Nyx: Are you hoping that I'll make an incantation to banish your fear?
  • Hayato: Yes, that's exactly what I want.
  • Nyx: But, Hayato, it's perfectly natural to be frightened sometimes. Maybe there's nothing to fix.
  • Hayato: Huh? What do you mean?
  • Nyx: Aren't all boys your age afraid of one thing or another?
  • Hayato: I told you, I'm not a little boy. We're probably about the same age! Maybe you're afraid of the dark too!
  • Nyx: N-no, actually, I'm not...
  • Hayato: Ugh, what's wrong with me! This isn't fair. Please, can't you just make the spell?
  • Nyx: A spell that conquers your fear of the darkness. I've never tried something like that before. I'll have to do some research first. And I can't promise you anything...
  • Hayato: Oh thank you! I really appreciate this. But, please, don't tell anyone, OK?
  • Nyx: Your secret is safe with me.

A Support Edit

  • Nyx: I've finished that spell you requested. You know, the one to banish your fear of the darkness.
  • Hayato: Really?! You mean it? I'm so excited.
  • Nyx: I assumed you would be. Now first things first, go stand over there.
  • Hayato: OK! Whatever you say!
  • Nyx: You will feel my magic washing over you, like a gentle tide. Hmm... It's finished. There's no need to fear the darkness from here on out.
  • Hayato: B-but... I don't feel any different at all.
  • Nyx: Oh, I think you will come sunset.
  • Hayato: Y-yeah, I sure hope so.

(Nyx leaves)

  • Hayato: Ugh... Wa-waaaaaaaaah! I'm scared! This is terrifying!!
  • Nyx: Oh my, what is that shrieking voice off in the distance?
  • Hayato: This spell isn't working at all! I've never been more terrified in my life! Why did you play this devilish trick on me?
  • Nyx: Stop running your mouth. I did cast that spell on you. But a spell alone simply isn't enough. The rest is up to you and your heart. You have to let go of fear. Only then will it be banished from your heart.
  • Hayato: Ohh, so that's how this works?
  • Nyx: For someone so powerful, you certainly behave like a baby. You're gifted with incantations and beloved by the Wind Tribe, yes? They revere you within the village and hold you in high esteem. I would think you should understand this spell without too much difficulty.
  • Hayato: You're right. M-maybe the darkness is nothing to be frightened by. I'm not scared... I'm really not scared anymore.
  • Nyx: That's amazing. For a moment there, I wasn't sure what was going to happen.
  • Hayato: Listen, I'm sorry that I panicked for a minute before. I really think I'll be fine now. With my phobia conquered, I've finally become a flawless man!
  • Nyx: Heh, is that right? I'll admit, you look more handsome now. Confidence befits you.
  • Hayato: D-do you really think so?
  • Nyx: I wouldn't lie.
  • Hayato: This all happened because of you. I really appreciate your effort. You really took care of me!
  • Nyx: I was happy to help.

S Support Edit

  • Hayato: *sigh*
  • Nyx: Hayato, is something wrong? It's so late. What are you still doing up at this hour? Is this your own strange way of bragging now that you don't fear the darkness?
  • Hayato: I would never do something so childish. I've just heard that there is more ambience during the night.
  • Nyx: Oh? And why are you so concerned with ambience all of a sudden?
  • Hayato: When you have something important to say, it's better to speak at night. Or at least that's what someone told me.
  • Nyx: What is this all about, Hayato?
  • Hayato: Nyx...I have feelings for you.
  • Nyx: What?!
  • Hayato: I just know that you're the woman for me. What do you say?
  • Nyx: Are you really sure about that?
  • Hayato: What do you mean?
  • Nyx: It's just that I'm much older than you.
  • Hayato: Wh-what?! I don't care about that. If you don't like me, I'll understand. I can survive you breaking my heart.
  • Nyx: No, you don't understand...
  • Hayato: What are you trying to say?
  • Nyx: A long time ago, I cast a very strange spell. Because of that mistake, my body stopped growing. That's why I appear so young.
  • Hayato: I understand. But you're not much older than me. I also look young for my age. There's nothing to worry about. I am the head diviner of the Wind Tribe. I will shatter your curse one day.
  • Nyx: Are you sure about that? It would make me look like a much older woman, you know.
  • Hayato: Your age doesn't matter. I've come to care for you deeply.
  • Nyx: That's very sweet of you to say... I like you too, Hayato.
  • Hayato: R-really? You mean it?
  • Nyx: Yes, I do. I'm so very happy. You've come so far since your struggle with the darkness.
  • Hayato: So it would seem. It's all thanks to you and your amazing spell.
  • Nyx: Since everything ended up just fine, I'll tell you the truth. There never was any spell. Not really.
  • Hayato: Huh? What do you mean?
  • Nyx: There is no spell to make someone unafraid of the dark. I made it up...
  • Hayato: Wh-what... You mean...
  • Nyx: Umm, why are you shaking all of a sudden? Get yourself together already.
  • Hayato: I'm fine. I wasn't shaking at all!
  • Nyx: You're going to be a real handful, aren't you? But at least you're cute.

With Orochi Edit

C Support Edit

  • Orochi: Nyx? Calling Nyx! Hello? Oh, Nyxie-poo?
  • Nyx: Nyxie-poo?!
  • Orochi: I thought that might scare you out of hiding.
  • Nyx: Hmpf. I'm not in hiding. I just require extreme solitude. What do you want, Orochi?
  • Orochi: Testy, testy! I'll be direct then. I want to challenge you.
  • Nyx: You have lost my interest already. Good-bye.
  • Orochi: Wait! You're my rival here at camp, whether you like it or not. We are both practitioners of sorcery, I am used to my people needing me. I need them...to need you less.
  • Nyx: Your needs, and their needs, have nothing to do with me.
  • Orochi: What? How can you say that so coolly? You're one of us, Nyx.
  • Nyx: Also, lest you think us rival sisters in sorcery, keep this in mind... One of us uses Hoshidan magic. The other, Nohrian. Not that I care, but that gives everyone a distinct choice between us. Now, this conversation is over.
  • Orochi: But they are starting to prefer you.
  • Nyx: Oh, are they?
  • Orochi: You're young in appearance, but the way you speak has tricked them. They think you're more mature than I. I overheard someone say he'd rather have magic done by a more...seasoned person.
  • Nyx: Ah, that's what has got you so incredibly vexed. My appearance does belie my true age. Emotionally too, I'm also more mature.
  • Orochi: Then I must challenge you! I must show everyone who to turn to. Prepare yourself, Nyxie-poo. We will battle soon.

(Orochi leaves)

  • Nyx: That girl is trouble.

B SupportEdit

  • Orochi: All right, Nyxie-poo. Let's commence our battle of magic. Our reputations are on the lone. One of us will rise ascendant! The other---splat on her face! You may choose the nature of our battle---potions, perhaps?
  • Nyx: It amuses me to see you getting so riled up over this situation. Who cares which of us people choose? You shouldn't. I refuse to participate in your battle to be the supreme sorceress here.
  • Orochi: Scared you'll lose, Nyxie-poo?
  • Nyx: What are we, children? I'm not going to fall prey to taunts and teasing. Personally, I don't need to battle to know you're a superlative diviner.
  • Orochi: What did you call me?!
  • Nyx: Oh, stop. You know very well I complimented you. You're devoted to your craft---impressive at so young an age.
  • Orochi: You can't fool me with all of your tricky double-talk. Besides, you cannot be older than me. I'm the more mature!
  • Nyx: ...... Because I respect you, Orochi, I'll confide a bit of my history. When I was younger, I came into my powers of sorcery. But I was too powerful. Too young. Too immature. One day, I attempted a spell that a sorceress should attempt only late in life. I won't say whether it went right or wrong. Only that it froze my age.
  • Orochi: Froze your---?
  • Nyx: My physical age, that is. I have matured inside many years since then. You see now? I'm not just wise beyond my years. I'm exactly as wise as a woman of my age...and experience. And my wisdom tells me that you're good for this camp. But, me?
  • Orochi: Is all that true? What a heavy burden you must be carrying all the time!
  • Nyx: Hmpf. Anyway, now I hope you see why I esteem you highly. I know what a woman in charge of her craft looks like. I wish I'd be like you.
  • Orochi: I'm humbled, Nyx. And sorry. Now that you're with us, I hope you find a way to let go of that past.
  • Nyx: I cannot. It made me who I am.
  • Orochi: I have been known for acting...oh, well, if we are being honest, juvenile. So I feel your pain a little. But clearly you are helping people with your magic these days. At the least, I know that you joined our camp. We couldn't do without you!
  • Nyx: You see? No battle needed. This camp is fortunate to have you. Now, leave me. I need my solitude.
  • Orochi: Wait! Did you just say all that just to get me to leave you alone?
  • Nyx: I told you the truth, though now I hope you WILL leave me alone.
  • Orochi: I can tell you don't want that. Why, look at your shy little blush, Nyxie-poo!
  • Nyx: I would advise you to stop with teasing. It's beneath you. Perhaps we'll chat again. I'll admit that I feel a sisterhood between us. And that lightens my burden. A little.

A SupportEdit

  • Orochi: Can I have a minute of your time, Nyx?
  • Nyx: No more Nyxie-poo? I hope you don't still want to battle me.
  • Orochi: Heavens, no. That's all behind us. Last we spoke, you said you felt some sisterhood between us. I'm hoping you might be willing to share the art of Nohrian magic.
  • Nyx: Bold girl, asking for a battle one day, then sisterhood and secrets the next.
  • Orochi: Heh. I'm flexible.
  • Nyx: I'll admit that I've been giving it some thought too. I've felt that my heavy load has been a little lighter of late---thanks to you.
  • Orochi: What did I do?
  • Nyx: You were yourself. I sensed that I could tell a little of myself to someone like you. I have sins to atone for, frankly. You don't seem to judge me.
  • Orochi: But we all have sins to---
  • Nyx: Please don't compare your burdens to mine. I won't have it. What I'm saying is that I dearly wish I'd met you when I was young. I may not have done many of the things I did. If I'd only had a friend like you then, I would have never...
  • Orochi: Well, whatever happened then, you can count on me now. Sister sorceresses---never parted, no matter what.
  • Nyx: Childish. Almost infantile! A bawling baby, crying constantly for attention!
  • Orochi: What?! How dare you?! Well then, you've got the heart of a hag. We are going thave that battle of magic. I will prove superior, Nyx.
  • Nyx: Fine by me, Orochi-poo!

With Kana (Female) (Daughter) Edit

C Support Edit

  • Kana: Mama! Hey, Mama!
  • Nyx: Ah, Kana. What is it?
  • Kana: Look! I picked some pretty flowers for you! They're yellow, like the sun!
  • Nyx: Oh, is that so? Hmm...These are very beautiful!
  • Kana: Do you like them?
  • Nyx: I do. Very much. But what's gotten into you lately? You seem to be bringing me an awful lot of flowers these days...
  • Kana: I just remember that when I was real little, we'd go looking at the flowers together. You always smiled so much. And I love your smile, Mama! So I decided to start bringing you lots and lots of flowers to help you smile.
  • Nyx: Oh my, that's very observant of you. And very sweet, as well. But...I do have a favor to ask of you.
  • Kana: Anything, Mama. What do you need?
  • Nyx: Remember how I told you that flowers are living things too? Well, when you pick them, it hurts them, and they start to wither away and die. And one should never take a life unnecessarily.
  • Kana: Oh no! You mean I've been hurting them?! It was an accident! I'm so sorry, flowers! I've been such a big meanie...
  • Nyx: Don't worry, Kana. It's alright. You just need to promise not to pick any more flowers, OK?
  • Kana: OK! B-but... how will I show you all the neat flowers that I find?
  • Nyx: Hmm... Next time you find some, come and find me. Then we'll go see it together. How does that sound?
  • Kana: Really? You won't bee too busy?
  • Nyx: Not at all. I enjoy our little excursions together.
  • Kana: OK, it's a deal! We'll go look at nice flowers together! That's a promise, Mama!

B Support Edit

  • Kana: La la lalala-la-la And now it's Mama time!
  • Nyx: My, my, you're awfully cheerful today, Kana. Are you that excited for this trip?
  • Kana: Of course I'm excited! I found some great flowers for us to go look at! You're going to love them, I'm sure! Look! There they are, Mama!
  • Nyx: Oh, these are very interesting. What a strange shade of purple. It seems to change depending on the angle at which you look at it.
  • Kana: I know-I love this color. And the petals are so beautiful. They reminded me of you, Mama.
  • Nyx: What? Of me? Heehee...how romantic, being compared to a flower like that. I'm not sure how flowerlike I am...but I'm flattered, Kana. Thank you.
  • Kana: Don't be embarrassed, Mama! I love flowers, but I love your smiles even more!
  • Nyx: Oh? Well, I love your smiles even more than that!
  • Kana: Really? Yay!
  • Nyx: That reminds me: I have something to show you.
  • Kana: Oooh, is it something good? Can I see it right now? What is it?
  • Nyx: It's not here right now, but-
  • Kana: Ah! Wait! Don't tell me! I don't want to spoil the surprise.
  • Nyx: Haha. All right. I guess I'll just have to keep it a secret until next time.
  • Kana: OK! I can't wait!

A Support Edit

  • Kana: Mama, I'm here! Where is the thing you wanted to show me?
  • Nyx: Hi, Kana! Come on over. This is what I wanted to show you.
  • Kana: Oh wow! This is such a big book! And look at all these flowers! Where did you get them?
  • Nyx: These are all the flowers you've been bringing me! I dried them out and pressed them between the pages to preserve them. I thought that a book like this would be the perfect way to store all your little gifts.
  • Kana: This is amazing! Really, really amazing! I hadn't realized how many flowers I'd brought you, either. Look, there are the yellow daisies I gave you the other day! Mama, thank you for taking such good care of them. This makes me so happy!
  • Nyx: No, thank you for all of the flowers. You've no idea how much of a comfort they've been to me.
  • Kana: You're welcome!
  • Nyx: You know, we didn't pick those flowers we saw the other day... But we did make some nice memories when we went to go look at them. I want us to have many, many more memories like them. How about you?
  • Kana: Me too! I love you so much, Mama!
  • Nyx: I love you too, Kana.

With Dwyer (Son) Edit

C Support Edit

  • Dwyer: Mother, I made you some coffee.
  • Nyx: Well, thank you, Dwyer. Oh my, it has a wonderful aroma. This is fantastic. You are very skilled at brewing coffee.
  • Dwyer: Really? I'm so glad you like it.
  • Nyx: I do. In fact, I think you make coffee even better than your father.
  • Dwyer: Better than Father? That's the best praise I could ever hope for! I should probably keep that to myself. He might get mad.
  • Nyx: Really? I'd like to think your father wouldn't stoop so low. He would be a little jealous, probably. And I doubt he would let it go.
  • Dwyer: That actually sounds worse.
  • Nyx: Teeheehee. You're right. If he heard us talking, he'd probably force me to drink coffee until I got sick of it. Or at least until I told him his brew tasted better than yours.
  • Dwyer: Heh. Yeah that's not too hard to imagine. I still have more in the carafe. Let me know if you'd like another cup.
  • Nyx: Thank you, Dwyer.

B Support Edit

  • Dwyer: *sigh*
  • Nyx: What's on your mind, Dwyer?
  • Dwyer: Hello, Mother. Um, nothing in particular.
  • Nyx: There's no use trying to hide things from me. I can see right through you. And that's not even because of my fortune-telling skills. A mother can always see when something is wrong with their child.
  • Dwyer: Oh, I'm sorry.
  • Nyx: Just tell me what's on your mind. I may look young, but I have oodles of life experience. I can probably even give you some good advice!
  • Dwyer: Well, it's just... I don't think I'm suited for the battlefield.
  • Nyx: Why do you think that?
  • Dwyer: You know why. I hate getting into fights. All I would do is weight everyone else down in the heat of battle.
  • Nyx: Dwyer, that's not true.
  • Dwyer: Maybe I should just leave the army and be a butler or something.
  • Nyx: No, you can't do that.
  • Dwyer: Huh?
  • Nyx: Dwyer, I think you belong here.
  • Dwyer: Why?
  • Nyx: Why? Because you're kind.
  • Dwyer: No, I'm not.
  • Nyx: You are. You're a very sweet boy. Moments ago, you tried to keep me from worrying about you. You're always concerned with the well-being of other people.
  • Dwyer: All the more proof that I have no business on the battlefield. There's no place for kindness there.
  • Nyx: That's where you're wrong, Dwyer. A battlefield needs kindness most of all. You've always put your friends before yourself. That takes strength and innate courage. You can bring those qualities to the battlefield, Son.
  • Dwyer: ... Thank you, Mother. I'll do what I can to help my friends.
  • Nyx: Good. Have confidence in yourself. I'll always look after you.

A Support Edit

  • Nyx: Oh no...
  • Dwyer: Mother? Is something wrong?
  • Nyx: No, I'm fine. I must be tired. Nothing for you to worry about.
  • Dwyer: I might not be a fortune-teller, but I am your son. I can tell when you're lying.
  • Nyx: Heehee. Is that so?
  • Dwyer: I might not be able to help, but I'm more than happy to listen. Please, talk to me.
  • Nyx: I appreciate the thought.
  • Dwyer: So? What's going on?
  • Nyx: I've just been thinking. I believe I've failed you as a mother.
  • Dwyer: Don't say that. It's simply not true.
  • Nyx: But... I told you to run into the battlefield.
  • Dwyer: You mean when I was concerned the other day?
  • Nyx: Yes, exactly. A mother should always worry about the safety of their children first and foremost. And I convinced you to fight. To risk your life. I'm an awful parent.
  • Dwyer: Don't say that. That's not true.
  • Nyx: Hm?
  • Dwyer: You may have suggested that I stand and fight, but it was my choice to stay. Not yours.
  • Nyx: Hmm.
  • Dwyer: More importantly, I needed your wisdom. I feel like I might have put my friends in danger without your encouragement.
  • Nyx: Really?
  • Dwyer: Yes. So, you're not a failure after all. You're the best mother I could ever ask for.
  • Nyx: Oh thank you, Dwyer. That's very kind of you to say.
  • Dwyer: Now, why don't I make some fresh coffee so you can unwind.
  • Nyx: OK, that sounds wonderful. I really am fortunate to have a kind son like you.

With Sophie (Daughter) Edit

C Support Edit

  • Sophie: Moooooooother!
  • Nyx: Hmm?
  • Sophie: Look! I found some of those flowers you love! Ones just like what you have!
  • Nyx: They're exquisite. Thank you.
  • Sophie: Heehee. I'm glad you like them!
  • Nyx: Where, pray tell, did you find these?
  • Sophie: That's what's so amazing! They were really close by! I can go back and get more, if you want. There's a bunch more!
  • Nyx: As I thought. I suspect these are the flowers I planted not long ago, and not far away.
  • Sophie: Then that means... Oh no! That explains why I hadn't seen these flowers there before! I'm so sorry, Mother!
  • Nyx: You needn't be. It was very considerate of you. Thank you, child.
  • Sohpie: Can... can I go back and plant these again? They'll grow back their roots, right? Awwwww! Why am I always screwing up things like this?!

B Support Edit

  • Sophie: *sigh* Why am I such a klutz?
  • Nyx: What's causing such deep sighs, child?
  • Sophie: Hey mother... Do you think I'll always be a klutz? Earlier today, I went to the market and got bunch of apples for myself and Avel. When I got back, I decided to see if he could catch one in his mouth, but... I let go on the windup, and the apple hit an old lady behind me instead! Also, Avel fell over. I don't know how that happened.
  • Nyx: That's... terrible. Heh.... heh heh...
  • Sophie: Mother! Don't laugh at me.
  • Nyx: But you tempt me so...
  • Sohpie: I'm seriously worrying about my future here, Mother!
  • Nyx: Indeed? My apologies, then. But yes, you are a bit clumsy. Maladroit. I fail to see the problem.
  • Sohpie: I'm not a little clumsy! My life is one long series of mistakes and blunders!
  • Nyx: Seen one way, yes. Seen another way, it is a long series of rallyings and redoubled efforts.
  • Sophie: But... But...
  • Nyx: Besides, it is good that you have such a flaw. Otherwise you would be too perfect.
  • Sophie: Now you're reaching, Mother.
  • Nyx: Hmhm... Perhaps.
  • Sohpie: *sigh* Thanks for cheering me up, though.

A Support Edit

  • Sophie: Moooooooother!
  • Nyx: Sophie? You're full of vim today.
  • Sohpie: I sure am! What you said the other day really cheered me up.
  • Nyx: I can't claim all the credit. Why, I'm sure the night's sleep you had did at least as much to ease your mind.
  • Sohpie: Why do you always have to tease me?
  • Nyx: Hmhmhm...
  • Sophie: Oh, that does remind me though... I made a small mistake at breakfast today. I... accidentally gave the horses the soldiers' meals.
  • Nyx: Not a good start to the day.
  • Sophie: But once I realized my error, I rushed to make fresh meals for everyone. Suddenly, they all joined in to help! It made me really happy.
  • Nyx: You are fortunate to have such friends about you.
  • Sophie: Yeah, I think so too!
  • Nyx: Has it occurred to you why they did this thing?
  • Sophie: Maybe they were worried that I would burn everything?
  • Nyx: That is not the reason, child. They were repaying the gift of your cheery, dauntless demeanor.
  • Sophie: They were? I don't know...
  • Nyx: You needn't fret over the small errors you commit now and again. Move past them with a smile, and those around you will follow your example.
  • Sophie: Ok, Mother! I think I can do that. Oh! Also, I think I found some flower nearby that I'm sure you'll like. We can go check them out together!
  • Nyx: By all means. But promise me these flowers are not...
  • Sophie: Don't worry! They aren't the ones you replanted. I didn't pick any in advance, either- just in case!
  • Nyx: Hmhm... pefect.
  • Sophie: All right! Let's go!

With Midori (Daughter) Edit

C Support Edit

  • Midori: Mother?
  • Nyx: Oh, hello, Midori. What is that you've got in your hand?
  • Midori: Remember how your knee was bothering you the other day? Well, I made a special ointment. It should help out with the pain. It took me a few days to track down the right herbs, but I did it.
  • Nyx: You did all that for me? Thank you so much, Midori.
  • Midori: Heehee. Why don't you take a seat and get comfortable. I will apply it for you, OK? Shoo, pain—stop bothering Mother!
  • Nyx: These medicines of yours are always fo potent. My knee already feels much better.
  • Midori: Really? Yaaaay! Err, I mean, I'm glad that it helped.
  • Nyx: Did your Father show you how to create this concoction?
  • Midori: He sure did! I mentioned that you'd been in pain, and he gave me a few ideas. I still had to do a ton of research though.
  • Nyx: You're such a studious girl. I imagine your father was delighted. You know how much he loves to share his wisdom.
  • Midori: Heehee, I hope so! He's always please when I come home with a new herb.
  • Nyx: Of course he is. Midori, you're our pride and joy.
  • Midori: Heeheehee! Thank you. I love you, Mother!
  • Nyx: I love you too, Midori.

B Support Edit

  • Midori: *sniffle*
  • Nyx: Oh, Midori, what's wrong? Here, wipe away your tears with this.
  • Midori: Nothing... Nothing, I'm fine. *sniffle*
  • Nyx: Why are you crying? Did something bad happen?
  • Midori: Well... I was in the forest collecting a few herbs, and some kids came up to me. They asked where my parents were and laughed when I said I was an adult. Then they said they were going deeper into the forest. I tried to stop them... But they turned to me and said, "Kids can't tell us what to do!" and ran off.
  • Nyx: I see... Did the children arrive home safely?
  • Midori: Yes, they did. I watched them carefully to make sure they came back from the forest.
  • Nyx: That's a relief. It's sweet of you to ensure that they were OK.
  • Midori: I guess...
  • Nyx: Midori, stop crying right this instant. Kindness won't always be welcomed with open arms. That doesn't mean you should stop helping people.
  • Midori: You're right... It's better to be true to myself. I'll try to stay thoughtful.
  • Nyx: That's good to hear. Just know that even if other people don't understand your intentions... I always will. Follow your heart, Midori.
  • Midori: *sniffle* Thanks, Mother.

A Support Edit

  • Midori: Mother!
  • Nyx: Hello, Midori. My, you seem to be in awfully good spirits today.
  • Midori: Something wonderful happened. You remember those kids who I met while I was collecting herbs the other day?
  • Nyx: The ones you warned earlier, right?
  • Midori: Yeah! Well, I ran into them in town, and they were so nice. They even apologized for being rude to me.
  • Nyx: Is that right? So they understood that you were just trying to help, huh?
  • Midori: They sure did! Well, that and I think their parents yelled at them for being so mean. But it still made me feel better.
  • Nyx: That's wonderful. I guess those children weren't so bad after all.
  • Midori: I think we're friends now. But, um... They invited me to go back into the deep forest with them... They said we'd be safe if I came along, but I'm not so sure. We probably shouldn't go without a grown-up, right?
  • Nyx: The deep woods are no place for children. Every corner is fraught with danger. I would feel more comfortable if you stayed away from that wicked place.
  • Midori: OK, Mother. I actually suggested that the kids come with me to collect some rare herbs. I told them it'd be a lot more fun than wondering around some scary forest.
  • Nyx: I like the sound of that idea. Go have fun with your friends, Midori.
  • Midori: OK! Thanks, Mother!

With Caeldori (Daughter) Edit

C Support Edit

  • Caeldori: Hm. The advance troops have just received fresh recruits, so they'll be needing tents. And a larger shipment of grain. Have the quartermaster make the arrangements.
  • Hoshidan: At once, milady. Would you like him to resume his duties managing the armory?
  • Caeldori: No. I will continue to oversee the armory personally. On that note, please go to the smiths and requisition the items on this list. Delivery is expected within the fortnight.
  • Hoshidan: Yes, milady. Right away, milady.
  • Nyx: You seem to be working very hard, Caeldori.
  • Caeldori: Oh, Mother! How can I help you?
  • Nyx: I'd heard the supply division was short of hands and thought I could help. But it looks as though you have it all handled. You must be very good at this.
  • Caeldori: You flatter me, but I've got plenty of room for improvement yet. I'm still very new to this kind of work.
  • Nyx: Heh. How modest. It's adorable. Now, what can I help you with?
  • Caeldori: Thank you, Mother. I appreciate your offer, truly, but I have nothing for you to do. All I've left is the inventory.
  • Nyx: Then I will help with that. With an army of this size, it must be very difficult for one person to count.
  • Caeldori: Well, see, about that—
  • Nyx: Here, let me see the list. We just need to make sure the numbers match, correct?
  • Caeldori: Well, yes, but... Here, look at this.
  • Nyx: Hm? This isn't an inventory. What is it? A floor plan?
  • Caeldori: Er, something like that, yes. It's a plan for the armory I drew up a little while ago. If the supplies are stored according to the plan, they can be counted very easily. It takes a fraction of the time and... only one person. I'm sorry, Mother.
  • Nyx: I see. Very efficient. Are you sure that there's nothing else I can do?
  • Caeldori: Well, I have prepared some tea for just such an occasion. Please, help yourself. Over there.
  • Nyx: Oh. Ah—OK. That sounds pleasant. (What is this? It's like I'm being...coddled. By my own daughter, no less.)
  • Caeldori: Hmm? Did you say something, Mother?
  • Nyx: N-no. Nothing. Nothing at all.

B Support Edit

  • Caeldori: All right, these crates are fully loaded. Have we moved the damaged weapons yet?
  • Hoshidan: Yes, milady. They are en route to the smiths as we speak.
  • Caeldori: Perfect. Then all that is left is to deliver the new ones to the front. See to it.
  • Hoshidan: Understood, milady!
  • Nyx: Boo.
  • Caeldori: Wah! M-Mother! I didn't see you there! Did you need something?
  • Nyx: Oh, no. Don't mind me; I was just watching you work. I didn't want to disturb you.
  • Caeldori: Is something wrong? You seem a little off today.
  • Nyx: Oh, no. I'm fine. I just came by to offer my help again, but it appears that you still do not need it. I'm impressed, though. No hesitation. Precise, rapid orders. Intense focus. You were so impressive, in fact, that I had nothing whatsoever to offer you. So I suppose I'll just sit here and drink my tea. Again. *siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip*
  • Caeldori: Mother...
  • Nyx: You really take after your father, don't you? You think so quickly...and you know how to speak to others so well... Not much like your mother, huh?
  • Caeldori: I— Mother...
  • Nyx: Don't worry. It's a good thing. Truly. I'll be leaving now. I don't want to get in your way.

(Nyx leaves)

  • Caeldori: Mother! Oh, zucchini's blood! She's gone.

A Support Edit

  • Caeldori: There you are, Mother!
  • Nyx: Oh, hello, Caeldori.
  • Caeldori: Do you have some time? I wanted to speak to you about something.
  • Nyx: Yes, of course. What do you need?
  • Caeldori: Well, the last time we talked, you said that I was just like Father. But I don't think that's true. Fighting, riding, speaking...it all comes to him as naturally as breathing. I'm not like that.
  • Nyx: What do you mean? You're a very talented soldier. And I doubt this army's ever seen such a capable administrator.
  • Caeldori: Mother, please. Allow me to finish. I mean that...I have never seen Father work hard at anything. But I have seen you do so. I know that you sacrificed much to acquire your skills. I know that you still bear the scars from these sacrifices as well. It was you who gave me the courage to improve myself. You made me understand that I did not need to be naturally perfect to succeed. So thank you, Mother. I would not be who I am without you.
  • Nyx: Caeldori... You've made me so...happy...
  • Caeldori: Please...don't cry. There's no need to say anything. Just...never think you are not as much a part of me as Father, OK?
  • Nyx: Heh. OK. I promise. Never again. I'm so proud of you. Thank you so much.

With Rhajat (Daughter) Edit

C Support Edit

  • Nyx: Rhajat, we need to talk.
  • Rhajat: Hello, Mother. Why are you making that scary face? Did I do something?
  • Nyx: Rhajat, I have to ask you something important. Be honest with me, OK?
  • Rhajat: O-OK... What is it?
  • Nyx: Did you cast a spell on a group of villagers recently?
  • Rhajat: They wanted me to perform a good-luck ritual for their upcoming harvest. I didn't really want to, but they were so insistent that I gave in eventually.
  • Nyx: Well those villagers have been complaining about you...
  • Rhajat: Why would they complain about me? I just complied with their request.
  • Nyx: A mysterious illness has been sweeping through the village. They've never seen anything quite like it before.
  • Rhajat: I don't know why that would be. But sometimes even benign magic can have unintended side effects.
  • Nyx: Many of the villagers are claiming that your spell is tied to this illness. I think that's complete nonsense. I know that you'd never set out to hurt anyone. But you must tell me more about the enchantment you used. If it did cause their sickness, we need to find a way to make them better. I don't want the villagers to fear you.
  • Rhajat: Those villagers will be wary of me regardless of what I do. Maybe it doesn't really matter...
  • Nyx: Rhajat, what do you mean by that?
  • Rhajat: It's just complicated, Mother. You shouldn't involve yourself in this. No good will come of it.

(Rhajat leaves)

  • Nyx: Now wait a minute. Come back, Rhajat!

B Support Edit

  • Nyx: It looks like I have everything. Time to head into town.
  • Rhajat: Greetings, Mother.
  • Nyx: Oh, it's you, Rhajat.
  • Rhajat: That bag is awfully large. What have you been getting up to?
  • Nyx: Oh, I was just about to go shopping.
  • Rhajat: I know everything has been crazy lately, but you look exhausted. Why don't you rest? I'd be more than happy to go to the market for you.
  • Nyx: That's quite thoughtful, but I'm fine. Don't worry about me.
  • Rhajat: Is this supposed shopping trip just a ruse? You're only now leaving the house, and yet that bag is filled to the brim. You were planning to assist those sick villagers, weren't you?
  • Nyx: How did you know?
  • Rhajat: I have a keen awareness of events unfolding around me. Do you feel obliged to come to their aid because they blame me?
  • Nyx: Not at all. You don't understand.
  • Rhajat: Then what is driving you to help them?
  • Nyx: I simply want to assist them in any way possible. My actions have nothing to do with you. I don't believe for a minute that you would ever set out to hurt anyone.
  • Rhajat: You didn't have to sneak around behind my back though...
  • Nyx: I'm sorry about that. Listen, I have to deliver these supplies. The villagers are waiting on me. Perhaps my magic can be used to help ease their suffering too.
  • Rhajat: Wait... I know that I'm not responsible for this illness. I'll be able to explain everything soon. But I need a little more time.
  • Nyx: I understand. Please, come talk to me whenever you're ready. I'll be waiting.
  • Rhajat: Thank you, Mother.

A Support Edit

  • Rhajat: Here, Mother. I wanted to show you what I've been working on.
  • Nyx: Is this some sort of medicinal herb? I don't believe that I've seen it before. Can we use it to treat the villagers' illness?
  • Rhajat: Yes. It took longer than I would have liked to mature. I even had to use a bit of light magic to encourage the herb's growth. If I could have brought it to you sooner, I would have. I just needed to make sure it worked first. I'm sorry...
  • Nyx: How exactly did you discover this cure?
  • Rhajat: It took some time. When the villagers asked me to cast a spell for them, I noticed something strange... There were several people who were coughing profusely. A few of them also looked quite pale...
  • Nyx: So they were already sick before you even cast that spell.
  • Rhajat: Exactly. I had heard that there was a rare herb that naturally fights illness. I managed to track down some seeds and got to sprouting them right away.
  • Nyx: Why didn't you warn them or explain yourself? All this suspicion could have been avoided if you'd just said something.
  • Rhajat: My sole concern wasn't their perception of me. It was their health. I needed to find a cure before the sickness got out of control. All I really cared about was you trusting me.
  • Nyx: You're so very stubborn. But I'm proud of you, Rhajat.
  • Rhajat: Um, why are you hugging me? We need to get this herb to the villagers right away.
  • Rhajat: Let me go already. It hurts when you squeeze me so tightly. Listen, you should help me turn this herb into a tea. That way we can distribute it quickly.
  • Nyx: Of course, you're right. Follow me.

With Siegbert (Son) Edit

C Support Edit

  • Siegbert: Mother... So this is where you were.
  • Nyx: Mm? Oh, hi, Siegbert.
  • Siegbert: You seem tired. Is everything OK?
  • Nyx: It's fine. Don't worry about it. I've been busy lately. It's taking its toll, that's all.
  • Siegbert: I see... Mother, I think I know the perfect way to help us both!
  • Nyx: Do you?
  • Siegbert: I'd like to give you a shoulder massage.
  • Nyx: Give me a... I don't follow.
  • Siegbert: I'll elaborate. Like you, I've been feeling some aches and pains. One of the healers here showed me some pressure points to relieve the pain, but I can't really find the spots when I try to massage myself. If I could practice on your shoulders, you could tell me when I find the spots.
  • Nyx: Oh. Hmm. No sense in putting up a fight, is there? Sure, I'll be your guinea pig.
  • Siegbert: Excellent! Thank you, Mother. Here, try and relax...
  • Nyx: Wow... That felt fantastic. Like sloughing off a huge burden. Thank you, Siegbert. Do you need me to, um...?
  • Siegbert: No need for concern, Mother. I'm the one who should be thanking you. Now that I know where to apply pressure, my pain will be a thing of the past.
  • Nyx: Yes, I suppose it will. Well, happy to have helped, I guess.

B Support Edit

  • Siegbert: Ugh...
  • Nyx: You look as bad as you did the last time you came around.
  • Siegbert: It's nothing, Mother. Don't worry about it.
  • Nyx: Stand still. It's hard to give you a massage otherwise.
  • Siegbert: I'm fine, really! I don't want to be seen like this.
  • Nyx: You really think anyone will care if they see your mother fussing over you?
  • Siegbert: *sigh* Fine...
  • Nyx: I take it back. This is worse than before. Is something on your mind?
  • Siegbert: Nothing you need to worry about- I'm sure I can handle things on my own.
  • Nyx: A mother knows when her son is lying.
  • Siegbert: Well, lately I find myself lost in thought a lot. I can't help thinking that I'm not strong enough yet. Or wondering if I have what it takes to protect his people.
  • Nyx: It's good that you're worried. The world is full of people stronger than you. They have power and knowledge you don't.
  • Siegbert: Mother, you aren't really helping...
  • Nyx: But you have something in common with them. You both know you're lacking. The only thing you can do when you feel that way is try and better yourself. The people I spoke of are an example to follow, not an ideal to hold yourself to.
  • Siegbert: And following their example... That will make me stronger? Thank you, Mother. I feel a little bit better today.
  • Nyx: My advice is, don't overthink it. But if your brooding ever gives you a stiff neck again, I'll massage it out anytime.

A Support Edit

  • Siegbert: Mother, have you got some free time?
  • Nyx: I suppose. What is it?
  • Siegbert: Well, I'd like to give you another shoulder massage.
  • Nyx: Is your technique getting rusty already?
  • Siegbert: N-no, of course not! I just wanted to repay you for the advice you offered me the other day.
  • Nyx: I struck a chord, I take it?
  • Siegbert: Very much so. I've been able to apply that open-mindedness to several situations. I've learned from villagers what it is to live diligently. And from my comrades, I've learned what it's like to face strong enemies... I've witnessed all different kinds of strength from people I've encountered. And I've become acutely aware of my own shortcomings. But now, instead of grinding to a stop when I find a fault in myself... I want to push forward and overcome that obstacle.
  • Nyx: You've thought a lot about this.
  • Siegbert: I'm sure I'll still find thing to be worried about... But that's also a necessary waypoint on the path to growing stronger... For now, I think I'll puff out y chest and brood a little, like Father.
  • Nyx: Do what you feel. But don't go thinking you need to brood alone. Come find me if you ever need help, and we can brood over your problems together.

With Forrest (Son) Edit

C Support Edit

  • Forrest: Mother! You have wonderful timing!
  • Nyx: Hello, Forrest. Do you need something?
  • Forrest: Actually, I have something to give you.
  • Nyx: You got me a present?
  • Forrest: I did. It's a very special dress!
  • Nyx: Oh my... This is lovely. It looks so comfortable, and it's just my size, too!
  • Forrest: I'm glad you like it. And a little relieved. I was worried it wouldn't appeal to you.
  • Nyx: I appreciate you making this for me.
  • Forrest: How could you tell that I made it?
  • Nyx: The handiwork is obvious. You're the only one that can do such delicate embroidery.
  • Forrest: Aww, thank you, Mother! Your kindness means the world to me.
  • Nyx: It's a wonderful garment. You even used all my favorite colors too. I wish I could wear this dress every day.
  • Forrest: Oh you don't have to do that! Besides, why would you want to wear the same thing? Honestly, I would love to make you a wide variety of dresses!
  • Nyx: Heehee. That would be lovely. Thank you, Forrest.

B Support Edit

  • Forrest: *sigh*
  • Nyx: What's wrong, Forrest? You look upset.
  • Forrest: How could you tell?
  • Nyx: I'm your mother. I know that look on your face.
  • Forrest: Ahh, I see... I was in town today, picking up some supplies, and I ran into the worst people. There was an elderly man who had gotten lost, and no one would help him. A few townsfolk were mocking him! I couldn't believe people could be so cruel.
  • Nyx: *sigh* Unfortunately, the world is full of people who enjoy knocking others down... The important thing is—what did you do?
  • Forrest: I helped him get home, of course! The poor dear was so confused. I don't understand. It's one thing to stand by idly, but they were laughing at him!
  • Nyx: That's awful, Son.
  • Forrest: I know I shouldn't be surprised. People can be incredibly unkind. Sometimes I wish I could shut myself up in my room...forever!
  • Nyx: But, Forrest, if you lock yourself away, you let them win. Just think—if you'd stayed home, no one would have rescued that old man. The world needs you to be brave!
  • Forrest: Thanks, Mother. I must find my courage again.
  • Nyx: Exactly. Callous people will always find a reason to be mean. Don't let those cowards keep you from being yourself.
  • Forrest: You're right. It would hurt even more to change myself just to avoid their cruelty.
  • Nyx: Don't be afraid to fight for yourself. I will always be your ally, Forrest.
  • Forrest: I couldn't ask for anything more. Thank you, Mother.

A Support Edit

  • Nyx: Heehee... *hum*
  • Forrest: Morning, Mother! You look so happy. Did something good happen?
  • Nyx: Indeed. Something wonderful. Earlier, I went into town wearing that dress you made for me... Every single person I ran into had something lovely to say about it.
  • Forrest: Oh really? That's incredible!
  • Nyx: Heehee. Every mother loves to hear praise for her child's accomplishments. I know the townsfolk were just complimenting the dress... But after so many nice comments, it was like they were complimenting me, too.
  • Forrest: What do you mean? Mother, you are beautiful! The dress simply drew attention to your lovely face.
  • Nyx: Your flattery is almost as good as your sewing! However, it wasn't the dress that made me so proud.
  • Forrest: It wasn't?
  • Nyx: No. A stranger came up to me and asked me a question. She wanted to know if I'd raised the lovely young woman she saw the other day. She saw you help that old man, and she was very impressed.
  • Forrest: Really? ...Mother, you've made me realize something. I cannot let the laughter of cruel people stop me from being who I am. Long ago, I decided I wouldn't let them change the way I dress... and I certainly won't let them stop me from being compassionate toward others.
  • Nyx: That is good to hear!
  • Forrest: Thank you, Mother. I'll follow your advice and keep being myself. In fact, I think I will start by making you another dress to wear around town. I bet you'll love it!
  • Nyx: I'm sure I will. Thank you, Forrest.

With Ignatius (Son) Edit

With Velouria (Daughter) Edit

C Support Edit

  • Velouria: Mom? Where are you, Mom?! *sniff* *sniff* *SNIFF* Ooh, I think she's this way...
  • Nyx: Velouria. Why is your nose twitching?
  • Velouria: Mom! There you are! I knew my nose wouldn't fail me in my time of need.
  • Nyx: Your were looking for me? Was there some purpose to it, or...?
  • Velouria: Mom... May I have a hug? A big one? Right now?
  • Nyx: Ah. It would be ungracious of me to refuse, so... Come here, child.
  • Velouria: *sniff* *sniff* Mom, you smell so sweet. Just like a flower!
  • Nyx: Ah...! Careful, child, you're going to make me sneeze.
  • Velouria: *SNIFF* *SNIFF* I'm getting sleepy just being in your arms, Mom... *sniff* *sniff*
  • Nyx: Oh? I didn't think I could inspire that kind of reaction. Interesting.
  • Velouria: Mom... Don't ever go anywhere... I want to stay with you...forever... *sniff* *sniff* Zzz...
  • Nyx: Be at ease, child. I'll be here for a long, long time...
  • Velouria: Zzz... I love you, Mom... Zzzzzz...

B Support Edit

  • Nyx: Velouria, come out, please. Dinner will be served shortly.
  • Velouria: ...
  • Nyx: Is something wrong? Those red eyes and gnawed lip... Have you been brooding?
  • Velouria: Mom, I've been thinking... You shouldn't be here.
  • Nyx: I sometimes find myself thinking the same thing. But why do you say that?
  • Velouria: I want you to go somewhere far away from here. Somewhere safe. If you stay here, something bad might happen!
  • Nyx: It might. Casualties are expected in war.
  • Velouria: I know! That's why you have to go far away from this place!
  • Nyx: You're suggesting I turn my back once more on the world? Leave it all behind?
  • Velouria: I don't like the sound of it either, but it's the only way to keep you safe. Missing you is a lot better than losing you forever.
  • Nyx: Calm yourself, Velouria. What you're suggesting is impossible, I'm afraid. Too many people need me here for me to return to my seclusion.
  • Velouria: I don't care about the others—only you! You're my mom... I need you to be safe.
  • Nyx: Yes, child, I am your mother. And it is because you are my child that I cannot abandon you.
  • Velouria: I don't understand...
  • Nyx: The desired outcome of all this fighting, at least for me... I hope to see a world someday in which you can live without fear of violence and strife.
  • Velouria: ...
  • Nyx: Your concern for my safety are reasonable. But I must reject your plea.
  • Velouria: Mom... May I hug you for a while
  • Nyx: I find that request more compelling.
  • Velouria: You smell so nice, Mom... Don't...don't ever leave me... *sniff*
  • Nyx: I would never leave my daughter alone. You may be sure of that.

A Support Edit

  • Velouria: Mom... MOM?!
  • Nyx: Velouria. Tell me what's wrong, child.
  • Velouria: I need to hug you some more.
  • Nyx: Ah. I find this proposal unobjectionable. Be my guest.
  • Velouria: You smell more like a flower every day, Mom.
  • Nyx: Unlikely, but I'll defer to your superior sense of smell.
  • Velouria: Mom...I'm sorry for saying such funny things the other day. I won't ever tell you to go away again. I think I understand why you refused.
  • Nyx: I paid it no mind. I knew you meant well.
  • Velouria: I decided I'm going to get stronger. Strong enough to protect you! You're the most important mommy in the whole world, so I have to watch over you.
  • Nyx: And I over you, Velouria. I'll never let anyone lay a hand on you, child. You are more precious to me than anything.
  • Velouria: Is it OK if I hug you a little longer?
  • Nyx: If that is your wish.
  • Velouria: Can I hug you tighter and tighter until we both explode from love?
  • Nyx: Hmm. No, I don't think so.
  • Velouria: My mom, the orchid... I love you so much... I'll love you forever and ever, Mom...
  • Nyx: Forever is a long time, child. But I will love you for at least as long myself.

With Percy (Son) Edit

With Ophelia (Daughter) Edit

C Support Edit

  • Ophelia: Mother, my situation is terribly dire.
  • Nyx: Tell me what's wrong, dear.
  • Ophelia: A voracious beast stirs within me. It demands a hearty offering.
  • Nyx: Ahhh, why not just say you're hungry?
  • Ophelia: Haha! You know me so well.
  • Nyx: Naturally. After all, I am a chosen one.
  • Ophelia: Y-you are?! Somehow I always suspected. I have to admit, I'm a little jealous. I wish I were a chosen one too! Then we could battle side by side.
  • Nyx: Heehee. That would really be something.
  • Ophelia: First we'd better quiet this grumbling in my belly.
  • Nyx: Yes, of course. I'll make us a nice lunch.
  • Ophelia: Let me help! What should I do first?
  • Nyx: How about finding a couple of bowls for us to use?
  • Ophelia: You bet! I predict that this will be the most delicio— AHHH!
  • Ophelia: Mother! Oh no! My shattered-bowl fortune-telling reveals a dire event in our future.
  • Nyx: Ophelia, just apologize for breaking the dish.
  • Ophelia: OK, you're right. I'm sorry.

B Support Edit

  • Ophelia: *sigh*
  • Nyx: What are you fretting over, Ophelia?
  • Ophelia: Wow. Chosen ones really can see everything.
  • Nyx: You're right about that. Now why don't you tell me what's on your mind?
  • Ophelia: I've been wondering. Do you think I'll become a chosen one too?
  • Nyx: Why are you so concerned about that?
  • Ophelia: Well, it's just that I'm not strong like you and Father.
  • Nyx: That's it? Darling, it's fine. You can certainly become a chosen one.
  • Ophelia: You don't know how I feel. You're already so powerful.
  • Nyx: You know, I wasn't always this way.
  • Ophelia: Huh?
  • Nyx: It's true. You could say that I became stronger after I was chosen.
  • Ophelia: Really?
  • Nyx: Do you know who chose me?
  • Ophelia: Hmm. Fate? Or the gods maybe?
  • Nyx: Good guess, but no. It was you, Ophelia. You chose me.
  • Ophelia: I did?
  • Nyx: Having you granted me incredible strength. I knew that, no matter what, I had to protect you.
  • Ophelia: Oh, I had no idea.
  • Nyx: So you don't need to worry. I'm sure that one day you'll become a chosen one too.
  • Ophelia: Thanks, Mother.

A Support Edit

  • Ophelia: Good morning, Mother!
  • Nyx: Hello, Ophelia. You look so cheerful today.
  • Ophelia: Thanks to you, I am! You pulled me free when I had sunk into a tide pool of despair.
  • Nyx: Oh my. Well I'm glad you're feeling better. That's wonderful, darling.
  • Ophelia: Now that I have moved past that darkness, I need you to teach me everything. Battlefield strategy, culinary techniques... Whatever wisdom you can spare.
  • Nyx: What's gotten into you? Why are you so excited all of a sudden?
  • Ophelia: Generations to come should benefit from your experience. I need your help, Mother. I must become much stronger. With your guidance, I can develop the tenacity and skill to back up my words. Maybe then I could inspire and help people.
  • Nyx: Heehee, I see.
  • Ophelia: Please, I just want to be an incredible chosen one, like you! Teach me everything! I'll soak up your knowledge like a sponge.
  • Nyx: OK. If you insist, I'll impart what I can.
  • Ophelia: Thank you, Mother! Can we start with some chores?
  • Nyx: Sure. Let's begin by washing those dirty dishes over there.
  • Ophelia: All right! You mean these ones right her— AHHH!
  • Ophelia: Umm, I broke a plate. Again. I'm very sorry, Mother.
  • Nyx: You apologized right away this time.
  • Ophelia: Well, a true chosen one doesn't try to hide their mistakes, right?
  • Nyx: Heehee, that's true, dear.

With Soleil (Daughter) Edit

C Support Edit

  • Soleil: Hi, Mom! What are getting up to today? Sharpening blades?
  • Nyx: Yes, I have to make sure these swords are razor sharp at all times. Otherwise, they won't be ready for the battlefield.
  • Soleil: Wow, really? That's so interesting.
  • Nyx: What is it? Do I have something on my face? Why are you staring at me?
  • Soleil: Shh, be quiet. I need to take in this moment so I can remember it forever. My perfect mother, standing with a blade glimmering brightly in the sun... Her hair saying gently in the breeze while she takes the stone to the iron... Heehee! This is just too adorable!! What a cute scene!
  • Nyx: I don't understand what you mean. Why are you teasing me? That's not very nice...
  • Soleil: I'd never tease you, Mom! Seriously! You're always so humble about everything. I never knew how much elegance and grace was required to properly maintain weapons. I can't handle it! Everything is so crazy adorable with you! We have to run into town and grab some tea together. I need to know how you became such a world class cutie.
  • Nyx: I really don't have time to take a break and go for a picnic. Like I said, there's far too much work here that needs to be done. I'll talk to you later, Soleil.
  • Soleil: Wait, Mom! Please, don't go!

B Support Edit

  • Soleil: Strong hands running through pure, golden feed... With a quick flick of the wrist, she scatters the food deftly on the ground... Sweet, fluffy critters line up just to bask in her presence... Heehee...
  • Nyx: Soleil, please, give it a rest. I can't get any chores done with all your mumbling.
  • Soleil: I can't help it! What am I supposed to do? You're the one who decided to do your chores in such an adorable way! If you don't want me to be distracting, then quit being so cute already!
  • Nyx: That's enough. You're starting to make me irritated.
  • Soleil: Aww, you're even cuter when you get really angry at me!
  • Nyx: You're just like your father, Soleil. Now please, stand aside. I need to keep working.
  • Soleil: But you've been at it all morning! Can't you take a break? I got this wonderful blanket from the fair the other day. We should go have a picnic! It would be such a cute, idyllic scene, don't you think?
  • Nyx: There's too much to do. If I don't get back to it, I'll be working 'til sundown.
  • Soleil: Wait, you do this every day?
  • Nyx: Of course.
  • Soleil: Wow, I had no idea...
  • Nyx: I have to check in on the horses. Please, stand aside.
  • Soleil: Wait a second. Can't I help? There must be some way to make myself useful.
  • Nyx: Well, I suppose I could use a hand. Can you slice up those carrots over there? The horses love to eat them.
  • Soleil: Leave it to me! Oh my gosh, has anyone ever looked cuter than us right now? This is so much fun, heehee!
  • Nyx: *sigh* Can't you stop?

A Support Edit

  • Nyx: Now to start organizing the new shipment of supplies.
  • Soleil: Moooom! There you are! Hi!
  • Nyx: I don't have time to deal with your silliness today, Soleil.
  • Soleil: I didn't come here to harp on how cute you look counting these sacks of rice. I mean, it is delightful. Heehee... Sorry, I got distracted. I came here to tell you something important. I've learned so much by watching you work the last few days... I feel like I appreciate all your efforts more than ever. I had no idea how much work it takes to get everything done around here. It's very impressive.
  • Nyx: Heehee. I never expected to hear that out of you.
  • Soleil: You've inspired me to make a big decision. I'm going to be just like you! After all, you're my Mom! I can't sit here and let you do all the chores by yourself.
  • Nyx: That's a very sweet thought. But you don't need to worry about it. I can handle this on my own.
  • Soleil: It's super cute when you act really selfless. But I want to pitch in! Can't I do something?
  • Nyx: Hmm, well I suppose...
  • Soleil: Really? That's so exciting! Thanks, Mom. I promise I'll work super hard! You can count on me.
  • Nyx: I'm sure that I can. But I have one request. You need to stop complimenting me so much.
  • Soleil: Hahaha! You're so silly! That's impossible. We're a total dream team! Watch out, world! These two cuties are gonna knock out some chores!
  • Nyx: *sigh* Please, stop...

With Nina (Daughter) Edit

C Support Edit

  • Nina: Mmm...that was really something. The way those men were chatting like old friends... What could they have been talking about? The mind wanders...
  • Nyx: Ah, Nina. You're home.
  • Nina: Gah! Mother?! What are you doing here? I thought you were training! You didn't hear me talking about...stuff... Did you?
  • Nyx: I did not. It's rude to eavesdrop. Why? Is there something I should know?
  • Nina: Nope! Don't worry about it! Whew...
  • Nyx: Now, Nina, you'll see for yourself soon enough, but I tidied your room today. You must keep your things in better shape than this.
  • Nina: Mother! That's my private space.
  • Nyx: The books that were strewn about your room are a prime example of what I mean. Everything has its place, Nina, and that place is not on your floor.
  • Nina: Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods... PLEASE tell me you didn't open any of those books...
  • Nyx: Hmhm... your concern is touching, but I've opened far worse books in my time.
  • Nina: My diaries and journals, Mother! Did you read them or didn't you?
  • Nyx: Such mundane matters don't interest me greatly. The picture of the curse on you that they paint, though... that may be different...
  • Nina: What's that supposed to mean? It sounds like you DID read them! Well? Did you or didn't you? ARRRRGH!

B Support Edit

  • Nina: *sigh* Why does it have to be so difficult...
  • Nyx: You shouldn't sigh so much. It can attract unwelcome spirits.
  • Nina: Oh...hi, Mother. Yeah, sorry. I dunno what's gotten into me...
  • Nyx: This is just the sort of situation in which one might consider consulting a seer.
  • Nina: Well, I suppose things can't get any worse... I...I have a hard time talking to guys. But I think about them all the time! I feel like such a freak. Like they know that I'm thinking about them... And I just clam up and turn red. It's so awful!
  • Nyx: Is that all that vexes you? It's a common reaction to meeting strangers.
  • Nina: But, sometimes I end up being really mean to them... When I think about how I might be hurting people's feelings... I feel like I need to change. But...it's not easy...
  • Nyx: No, but you've taken the hardest step: that of realizing your actions are harmful. As long as you give full weight to their feelings in your dealings with them... It will come naturally in time. Even with complete strangers.
  • Nina: You really think so?
  • Nyx: I don't need to be clairvoyant to know it will happen for you, Nina.
  • Nina: Thanks, Mother. I actually feel a little bit better.
  • Nyx: It's funny, though. I wouldn't have thought talking to boys was your problem. I was certain your curse was an intense curiosity into the affairs of men...
  • Nina: Wait, so you DID read them? AGHHH! I'm going to DIEEEEEE!

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