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B.

Summoner: War is different here than it is in my world. I almost wish things were still like this where I’m from. Alfonse: Has your society advanced far past where we are? Summoner: Yes, quite a lot. You would be amazed. Battle is done from a distance, using devices that let us communicate across the world. There are weapons powerful enough to destroy the planet seven times over. Alfonse: I doubt this realm or those of other heroes would be able to hold their own in that environment.  Summoner: It’s sad, really. Everyone fights with their underhand. Leaders are only good for their words, and they intentionally deceive the masses at every opportunity. Alfonse: ... In truth, I worry that not every decision I’ve made in the Order of Heroes has been a sound one. Knowing that I have disappointed my father and set my preparations as crown prince further back is hard. But hearing how despicable your leaders are makes me confident that there is something that we are doing right here. Our world, while delicate, is not going to combust without warning. It sounds like you can’t say the same. Summoner: You’re not wrong. We’re held together by mutually-assured destruction. Alfonse: That sounds appalling. It seems a bit irresponsible to give men that sort of power.   Summoner: We didn’t give it to them. They planned for it, and they gave it to themselves. Conspiracies dating back generations. You would be in awe. Alfonse: More likely I would be disgusted. Summoner: Yes, that’s probably true. It’s part of why I respect you so much. Watching you train every day, trying to become the ruler Askr will need... It’s admirable. You’re down on yourself all the time, but I’m just thankful to be a part of it. You’re amazing in your own right. Alfonse: ...Thank you for saying so, Summoner. I appreciate that. It means a lot.

A.

Alfonse: Summoner, what do you think of me? Summoner: Why do you ask? Alfonse: Just... Answer me, please? Summoner: You’re the crown prince of Askr that I am loyal to. You are dedicated, hardworking, and worthy of respect. I find you a bit too serious sometimes, and you put a wall between you and everyone else that often does more harm than good. Might do you good to smile every now and then, but I’m glad to have you around. Alfonse: If that’s true, why do you keep me? Summoner: I like your company! To be honest, I thought you’d get rid of me if I got too far under your skin. Alfonse: Ergh. I apologize for making you feel that way. Summoner: It’s alright. I understand where you’re coming from.  Alfonse: Is it alright? There’s a lot I’ve missed out on since losing Zacharias. I must maintain my strength as the prince, but... Summoner: Nobody can be strong all the time. Alfonse: Never thought that mentality applied to me.  Summoner: You already apply it to yourself. You rely on me, don’t you? Alfonse: I suppose that’s true. I consider you my closest friend, though I didn’t expect to reach that point with someone other than Sharena. ... Haaaa. My father would be sick if he heard that. Thank you for listening to me. Summoner: It’s no trouble. I’ll always be here for you. Alfonse: I will hold you to that.

S.

Alfonse: I believe I’m ill, Summoner. My thoughts and focus are all out of sorts. It’s impossible to gather myself. I want to curse the skies, the pressure of royalty, and the crown. Summoner: Would you like me to fetch a priest? I’m not much a healer. Alfonse: You are the source of this distress, so I am seeking your help in resolving it. Summoner: What did I do?! Alfonse: When you are not near, I feel...not quite myself. Everything is blanketed in a thick fog until you return. I wonder about the countless ways you could be injured or killed and my stomach turns. The thought that you will someday return to your world without me disgusts me.  Summoner: ...Alfonse? Alfonse: I have developed a closeness to you that is different from Sharena and yet it is the same result. I can’t imagine a future without you in it.  Summoner: I don’t know what to say... Alfonse: I wish for you to spend your life with me. Rather, I wish for us to spend our lives together. I am a lesser man without you, and I do not want a day to pass without you in it. Summoner: I... feel the same. It would be an honor to share my life with you. With all my heart, I hope to make you happy. *sigh* Alfonse: You have done just that. I feared you may be flustered, but as usual you know exactly what to say. Thank you, Summoner.  Summoner: In all seriousness, should I get a priest?  Alfonse: Aha. No. I think I will be fine.

Confession Cutscene. 

B.

Summoner: You look distressed. Is something the matter? Hrid: Nifl is in a fragile position in spite of the new peace with Muspell. I worry that I’ve left it vulnerable. Summoner: The negotiations with Laevatein went well, though.  Hrid: I trust Laevatein to hold to her word, and I’m optimistic about the future. I fear that my traveling will leave the people in a state of unrest.  Summoner: I can’t imagine Nifl being anything but supportive of you with how much has been accomplished as of late. Hrid: The nation shouldn’t need to support an absent leader. Summoner: I’m thankful to have you here, but you have responsibility to your kingdom. If Nifl needs you now, you should be there.  Hrid: Do you mean those words? Summoner: Of course. Your obligations to the Order of Heroes are self-imposed. We’ll support you no matter what you decide to do. Hrid: Ah... Thank you, Summoner. Please let me know if there is anything I can do for you in return for your continued kindness.

A.

*thud* *stomp, stomp* Hrid: ... Let go of my hand, Summoner. Summoner: Not until you chill out. Hrid: ...Is that supposed to be a joke? Summoner: You were behaving out of line. You should know better. Hrid: The Rite of Frost will kill Fjorm long before an enemy has a chance. You allow her to tax herself, and her life shortens. How do you sleep knowing that she is killing herself for the Order? Summoner: I assure you, it upsets me, too, but-- Hrid: Do you not think of that when she speaks so lightly of coming battles? Summoner: I do, but that’s up to-- Hrid: She should be allowed to end her life slowly, suffering every day? Summoner: I apologize, my lord, but your sister is her own woman, capable of making her own decisions. If she feels indebted to us, it is her right to fulfill the obligations she feels she has. Hrid: Obligations to you aside, she is a princess of Nifl with a family that would very much like to see her alive as long as possible. Summoner: Your siblings want you to stay with them as long as possible, but you’ll choose to go home. How is Fjorm’s choice any different? Hrid: Because she... *glare* Hrid: I am not... *glare* Hrid: ... I’m sorry, Summoner. Could speak about this in private? I feel uncomfortable speaking about this out in the open. *glare* Hrid: ... Please stop giving me the cold shoulder. Summoner: Did you just make a joke? At the worst possible time, you decide to try being funny? Hrid: ... Did it work?  Summoner: No. It did not. ...We can talk elsewhere. Come with me. Hrid: ... Are you going to let go of me? Your hands are quite warm.

S.

Hrid: Summoner. I’ve been looking for you. Summoner: You found me. Right here, where I am every day. Are you feeling any better? Hrid: Right. Of course. Yes. Thank you for working through that with me. I appreciate your time and patience. I believe I’ve come up with a proper solution to the situation regarding Nifl. I’d like your opinion on it. Summoner: Please, share your plans with me, oh glorious king of Nifl.  Hrid: I plan on continuing with the Order of Heroes through the coming journey, and when we are done, we will return to Nifl. Summoner: I’m sure Alfonse would be more than happy to chart a course to return you home safe. Hrid: Yes, and I expect Askr to treat Fjorm well. She should live on her own terms here, and go on them as well. Summoner: Don’t worry. I’ll see to it myself. Hrid: ... By “we” I meant that I was hoping that you would join me in Nifl. Summoner: I’d love to visit, so long as the timing works out. Hrid: ... I am inviting you to join me in Nifl as my partner. If not as my partner, then as my friend. If you refuse still, then I would like to have you as my tactician and the liaison between Nifl and the Order of Heroes moving forward. You are a skilled tactician and a wonderful friend--one I am undeserving of. Summoner: !!! Hrid: I will not try to force you to join me, nor will I attempt to sway your choice. I apologize for behaving that way toward Fjorm and realize how it may deter you from keeping my company. I only ask you consider my offer. Summoner: My lord, I... Hrid: Ah, and please, call me by name. Summoner: ...Hrid? Hrid: --! *blush*

Confession Cutscene.