He's making a run for it, Felix! Don't let him
[cdb]get away!
Not a chance! He's mine!
Nice work out there. It's a real confidence boost
[cdb]knowing you have my back.
I could say the same for you. Now that I know your
[cdb]style better, I have less trouble predicting your
[cdb]movements.
Glad to hear it. Guess you must have a pretty good
[cdb]read on me by now, huh?
Hmph. On your sword, perhaps.
There you go again. Y'know, I've gotten a good grasp
[cdb]on the way you think.
It's like you decide on a role for yourself, then do
[cdb]whatever you can to see it through.
Of course, the role changes depending on the
[cdb]situation, and who's fighting beside you. Sometimes
[cdb]you attack, sometimes you defend.
It's incredible just how versatile you are.
No need for compliments. That's simply how I was
[cdb]taught to be.
Really? By who?
My father. He may prefer a spear or magic, but he's
[cdb]more than capable with a sword in his hands, too.
My father. He may have preferred a spear or magic,
[cdb]but he was more than capable with a sword in his
[cdb]hands, too.
Right. Makes sense it'd be Rodrigue.
His weapon of choice might be different, but he
[cdb]adapts himself to the flow of battle just as well as you
[cdb]do. Probably better, actually.
His weapon of choice might've been different, but he
[cdb]adapted himself to the flow of battle just as well as
[cdb]you do. Probably better, actually.
The style didn't start with him, though. It's something
[cdb]the leaders of our house have passed down
[cdb]throughout the ages.
House Fraldarius has been the king's lance and shield
[cdb]for generations. Ever since the time of Kyphon, sworn
[cdb]friend of the great King Loog.
At times we've been sent to defeat the crown's
[cdb]enemies. At others, we've held back to defend
[cdb]the throne.
I admit the style has its uses, idiotic history of blind
[cdb]faith aside.
Huh. So that's why you fight the way you do.
You're indespensible, Felix. Not just to Dimitri,
[cdb]but to everyone else, too.
Heh. I suppose if I'm a lance and shield, you would
[cdb]be like some kind of projectile. An arrow, or a stone.
Accept the compliment.
Act confused.
You're saying I'm good at taking the enemy by
[cdb]surprise, right? You sure could learn to be more
[cdb]direct with your compliments, you know.
You can interpret it that way if you want. In any case,
[cdb]you're just as important to this army as I am.
Wait, is that supposed to be a compliment?
What's that even mean?
Do you need me to draw you a picture? You're
[cdb]always coming out of nowhere and throwing the
[cdb]enemy off guard.
Between that sword of yours and the way you can
[cdb]shapeshift, nobody ever knows what you'll do next.
Some might say your powers are dangerous, but I
[cdb]think they provide the perfect element of surprise.
Huh. Glad to hear you say so.
There's one fault I can't get past, though. You can
[cdb]never stay focused during battle.
It's almost like you're talking to someone while you
[cdb]fight. Someone in your head that... Hey. What's with
[cdb]the smile?
Huh? Oh, sorry. I'm just really happy we've gotten to
[cdb]know each other so well.
Only a true friend would be that open with their
[cdb]criticism. Thanks, Felix.
Say what you will. That's the last piece of advice
I'm ever giving you.
He wasn't really mad, was he? It's so hard to tell
[cdb]sometimes.