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~ C-Support ~
Cain: Abel, why have you been avoiding me lately? In our last battle you took a position on the opposite flank.
Abel: My apologies, Cain... I didn't think you would want to fight alongside a traitor.
Cain: That's nonsense! You've been my closest friend and rival since we were squires, how could I hold a grudge against you?
Abel: Because I failed my duty as both a knight and a husband! I had to choose between Prince Marth and Est, and I couldn't make up my mind. All I could do was squirm under the thumb of the occupation... I'm a disgrace...
Cain: Abel, anyone would squirm under the weight of such a choice, and I think you chose right. It is a knight's duty to protect his king and country- you defected to protect your fellow countrymen, including your wife. Turncoat or not, you're still a model of knighthood.
Abel: Cain...
Cain: Now enough of your squalor. Next time we march into battle it will be as partners, do I make myself clear?
Abel: ... You're right. The next time we march, you'll have my lance.
~ B-Support ~
Cain: Hah, hah, hah... that last battle was exhausting! I'm glad I had your support Abel, no one can cover me better than you.
Abel: That's because you always charge headlong into the fray, Cain. I'm the only one who dares keep up with you!
Cain: And I'm ever grateful for it! If not for you, I wouldn't live up to my name as the Bull!
Abel: Yes, and the title suits you. Proud, hot-headed and quick to strike... but you need to be careful. We've seen the fights in Altea's arena; bulls may be violent, but they're also clever beasts. Sometimes they change their tactics and come out on top.
Cain: You speak the truth. Jagen has lectured me on being reckless time and time again.
Abel: Well, I'm glad you're listening... in our last battle you seemed more thoughtful than in the War of Shadows.
Cain: Even so, it helps to have the Panther as my partner. Steady, patient, ready to pounce when the moment is right...
Abel: It helps when I have the perfect distraction to make those moments.
Cain: Ha! You wound me!
~ A-Support ~
Abel: Ya!
Cain: Hiyah! Ya! Ha!
Abel: !? ... Ha!
Cain: Hah, hah... okay, let's take a break Abel.
Abel: Agreed... you've improved tremendously since we last sparred. I don't recall your attacks coming this quickly.
Cain: And yet you parry them better than most of my peers despite two years out of service. Rusty or not you're still the same Panther I remember!
Abel: Ha, thanks Cain... it helps that you were always my main sparring partner.
Cain: Practicing with you takes me back to our training days. You were always the one I sought to beat; sometimes I'd win, but I often fell short. But no matter the outcome, I could count on you to bail me out of tight situations.
Abel: And they were many. There was our platoon's exams... the time we fought Garda's pirates...
Cain: Hey, you don't have to list them off!
Abel: Oh... sorry about that, old habits die hard!
Cain: I know I know, we used to pull each other's leg all the time. It feels just like the good old days.
Abel: Mhm... just like the good old days...
Got a Speed Bond.