Ranulf: Hey, Ike. Isn't it a little late to be training?
Ike: I haven't had a chance to train today. I try to swing a sword every day, even if it's just for a little while. It helps me focus and keeps me calm. Plus it's good practice. Haaaa! Kyaaaaa!
Ranulf: I see. So your strength doesn't just come from your bloodline. It's also a result of your persistance. No wonder you grow more powerful every time I see you... Nice. Very nice...
Ike: Haaaaa! And one and... Hiyaaaa!
Ranulf: Oh, sorry. I'm interrupting you. I'll see you la--
Ike: Wait. What do you want? I assume you came out here to tell me something.
Ranulf: Not really. I'm just being a mother cat... No matter how many times we tell you to take it easy, you're always working. I thought you might take a break if I came over and talked to you, but... I can see that you're still crazy. I'll go now.
Ike: You think I'm crazy? How so?
Ranulf: Well...a little crazy, yeah! I've never worked for a leader who's as blunt and straightforward as you. It's pretty shocking to have a commander who doesn't care what anyone thinks, no matter how powerful they are.
Ike: Well, that's just my style. I don't have to be like someone else, do I?
Ranulf: Why are you so confident? I don't get it. Normal beorc just do what people tell them and try not to make a fuss. But not you. I heard you even yelled at the apostle!
Ike: Yeah, that wasn't my brightest moment.
Ranulf: Then again, worrying about a beorc like this is definitely not normal laguz behavior. I guess I'm a fish out of water myself... Wait, did I just call myself a fish?
Ike: Wha--? Ha ha! You're a cat, remember!? I thought you ate fish. Ha ha ha!
Ranulf: Hey! I made you laugh! That's good. That's a good first step.
Ike: Fine, fine! I'll take a break. Um... so what do I do now? Am I supposed to drink tea or something?
Ranulf: Tea is good. And eat something. Oh, and maybe you should take a... catnap! Wha ha ha ha!
Ranulf: Aaaah! Oh, it's you, Ike...Phew! Don't scare me like that!
Ike: You all right? You've been pretty tense lately.
Ranulf: The closer we get to the capital, the more the Daein king starts to worry me. Well, I suppose it's more the medallion than the man... At any rate, all this negative energy is making my hair stand up on end. It's hard to focus...
Ike: I'm amazed at how sensitive you laguz are to such things.
Ranulf: I'm amazed that you beorc don't notice! How can you be so calm with these creepy auras all around us?!
Ike: You want me to leave you alone?
Ranulf: Yeah, would you? No, wait, Ike. Hold on. Stay here. I'll calm down... Just gimme a second... ...Whooooo!
Ranulf: Yeah. I'm fine now. Although I can't believe I let a beorc see me in such a vulnerable state. I'll never live this down.
Ike: Ranulf, what are you saying? Don't you trust me?
Ranulf: No, I do! I do. But... well, not entirely. Look, I trust you as much as any beorc, but... You know! The laguz are my brothers! It's different.
Ike: I trust you.
Ranulf: And you say it with a straight face, too. You know something? You're...
Ike: ...I'm what?
Ranulf: If you trust everybody, you're going to get hurt in the end. Remember that!
Ike: Hey, wait! Ranulf! Dang... Was that friendly advice or is he just angry?
Lethe: Ah, Ranulf. Glad you could finally join us.
Ranulf: Yes, the tide has finally turned. How are you holding up, Lethe? You and Mordecai have shouldered all of the burden until now. I'm glad I can finally take some of the responsibility.
Lethe: Apologies are meaningless unless they are backed up with deeds.
Ranulf: Ha! I see you're as friendly as ever. By the way, have you finally warmed up to this band of mercenaries?
Lethe: ...In my own way. But there is still some occasional friction. I know they are beasts of habit, but must they always wear so much armor? They overwhelm our noses with the stink of iron and make it difficult to sniff out the enemy.
Ranulf: Well, there's nothing you can do about that. You could go to Ike and ask them to fight in the buff, but you won't have much luck.
Lethe: And their eyes are so useless! I'm amazed the species has lived this long. Being blind in the dark is lethal.
Ranulf: There's nothing they can do about that, Lethe.
Lethe: I suppose not. Still, they've done better than I expected.
Ranulf: I'm glad to hear they haven't completely let you down. You had quite the tragic look on your face when you first learned you'd have to travel with Ike and his merry band!
Ranulf: Hey, Lethe, about what we discussed the other day? Plans are in the works to bring some unit commanders back to Gallia. It's not a done deal, but... I may be able to put in a word if you want to be transferred back to Gallia.
Lethe: Back to... No. I will stay here.
Ranulf: Stay here? Are you sure?
Lethe: ...Er... I wouldn't want something gruesome to happen to the humans as soon as I left. I think I'll stay behind.
Lethe: What?! What's with that smirk?! You have something to say?!
Ranulf: Oh, nothing. It's just that...when you used to say "human," you'd curl your lip in disgust.
Lethe: Well, they are disgusting! I can't stand them...
Ranulf: Hah! You always thrash your tail when you lie! It's a dead giveaway. Don't worry. I understand why you want to stay.
Lethe: ...I have to get back to my training. I have to chew some straw out of a target dummy.
Ranulf: Whew! Must have hit a nerve.
Lethe: I admit it. My feelings have changed.
Ranulf: They have, huh?
Lethe: I once thought your opinion about humans was weak and disgraceful... But now I see your viewpoint. They are strong allies. They fight by our side. That's why I'll stay with Ike.
Ranulf: I see... Well then, we'll be here to party with Ike and his ragtag mercenary crew when they win this war!
Lethe: We can't let our guard down yet. But...you're right. I hope to celebrate with them one day.