Lissa

Lissa: Avatar? Where aaare yooou?
Avatar: ...Zzz...
Lissa: There you are! I was just... Oh! (You're sleeping... ?)
Avatar: Snnrk! Zzzzzzz...
Lissa: (You must really be wiped out. Not that I blame you, getting wrapped up in all this.) (Hee hee! Looks like it's time to quiiietly... geeently... hold your nose!
Avatar: Nh... gnnkh... nnrrrgh... ! BWARGH! Wha-?! Risen! Wolves! Risen riding wolves! They're... all... Wait a moment...
Lissa: Hee hee hee hee hee! AAAAH ha ha ha ha! "BWARGH"?! Oh gods, that was HILARIOUS! Heeeee hee hee hee hee!
Avatar: Lissa, gods bless it... I was fast asleep!
Lissa: And dreaming of Risen and wolves, apparently? Tee hee hee! I'm sorry, I tried to resist-I really did. But it was just to perfect!
Avatar: Who does such things? Is that really how your parents raised you?!
Lissa: ...I...I don't know... I never really knew my parents...
Avatar: Oh... Oh, right. That was... Er...
Lissa: Oh, don't worry about it. I know you didn't mean anything by it. And actually, there's something else that I should be apologizing for...
Avatar: Whatever it is, I'm sure I can forget it if you can forgive my heartless comment...
Lissa: Really? That's great! Oh, I was SO sure you were going to be SO angry... See, I was kinda doodling a pic of you in your big, new book of battle strategies... ...Aaand then I kinda spilled the ink and kinda... ruined the book, kinda... completely. Ireallyreallyreallydidn'tmeanto!
Avatar: WHAT?! But that was a rare text! I had just started to... ...Er, *ahem* I mean... It's... It's fine. Accidents... happen.
Lissa: Oooh pheeew!

Avatar: Phew! I am beat...
Lissa: All tuckered out, Avatar? How about a quick, refreshing shoulder rub?
Avatar: ...What are you plotting now?
Lissa: Oh, please. One little joke, one little time and you get all paranoid. This isn't about pranking anybody. I figure I owe you...
Avatar: How do you figure?
Lissa: Because you've taken a huge weight off my brother's shoulders, silly! You know what Chrom's like. He never asks for help, even when he needs it. But he trusts you, Avatar. Enough to rely on you. He's not the type to come out and say it, but I know he's grateful.
Avatar: You... think so?
Lissa: I know so! Nobody knows my big brother like me.
Avatar: Well, that is nice to hear...
Lissa: So, what do you say? Free massage? Going once... Gooooooing twiiice...
Avatar: Okay, I accept! I accept! ...Thanks, Lissa.
Lissa: Okay then... Urgh! Geez, your muscles are just one big knot back here...
Avatar: ...Aaaaaah, yes, right there... Oooh, that feels amazing...
Lissa: How about...this?
Avatar: WhaAAAAGH! Cold! Cold and slimy and coooooold! AUGH! IT MOVED! WHAT DID YOU DO, LISSA? WHAT IN BLAZES WAS THAT?!
Lissa: Teee hee hee hee! Oh, relax. It's just a frog. You were so perfectly calm, tee hee. I couldn't resist! It had to be done!
Avatar: I'm pretty sure it did NOT! And weren't you just saying yesterday that frogs make you "all pukey"?
Lissa: I'm willing to put up with a lot for the sake of comedy.
Avatar: Well, that makes one of us!

Lissa: Hey there, Avatar.
Avatar: Get away from me, she-devil!
Lissa: Aw, don't go getting your hackles up! I'm not here to prank you.
Avatar: Ha! Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice...don't talk to me again.
Lissa: Hee hee! Aw, come on! ...Wait, are you really mad?
Avatar: Of course I'm mad! You dumped a toad down my collar.
Lissa: I'm pretty sure that was a frog...
Avatar: I'm pretty sure I don't care!
Lissa: Okay, okay! I'm sorry, Avatar! I'm super-duper 100 percent sorry. And I won't do it anymore, so please be my friend again. Okay?
Avatar: ...You're really sorry?
Lissa: Terribly!
Avatar: And you SWEAR you won't do it again?
Lissa: Princess's honor!
Avatar: ...Well...all right. In that case I suppose I can forgive you... Let's just shake hands and put this silliness behind us.
Lissa: Thanks, Avatar! You're the bes... AAAAAUGH! Wh-what is that, in your hand?! Is it a sna... A sn-n-n...
Avatar: A snake? Oh, no, Lissa. I'm pretty sure this is a worm. ...Gotcha!
Lissa: Gya! I thought my heart was going to jump out of my throat! You're terrible, Avatar! AND a total hypocrite!
Avatar: Uh huh... Why don't you show me what's in YOUR hand, then.
Lissa: O-oh! What? ...This? Hee he... Why, how did this frog get here?
Avatar: ...Sorry, you were saying something about hypocrites?
Lissa: Aw, it's no fun if you see it coming!
Avatar: I'd have to be blind not to at this point.
Lissa: Oooooo! Next time I'm gonna prank you good!
Avatar: And next time I'll seriously stop talking to you.
Lissa: What?! Oh...fiiiine! Fine! I guess I'll stop. For real this time. *Sigh* Guess I still have a long way to go...
Avatar: Till you grow up?
Lissa: No, to the pond! ...I've got about a dozen frogs to put back.
Avatar: *Groooaaan*

Lissa: *Sigh* I thought "dying of boredom" was just an expression...
Avatar: All those pranks, and you're still bored?
Lissa: Oh, hi, Avatar. Yeah, it's not that much fun messing with the others... Their reactions are all quiet and stale and...blaaah. I mean, they just stare, or sigh, or walk away shaking their head... Nobody else does that rubbery thing with their face that you do.
Avatar: I do a rubbery thing with my face?
Lissa: But don't worry! You're safe. A promise is a promise, after all. I'm not thrilled about it, but I don't want you to hate me. So...no more pranks.
Avatar: ..... *Sigh* All right, Lissa. I give you permission to prank me again. I won't hate you for it, I promise.
Lissa: Wait, really?!
Avatar: BUT! On one condition... You have to open this box first.
Lissa: Ha! No way, mister! I know this trick! A bunch of snakes or bugs or guts or whatever is gonna pop out!
Avatar: ...Perhaps. It's up to you. I'm not forcing you.
Lissa: Hmm... I'm scared, but... Gya, that thing with your face, I miss it SO much! Okay then. Here goes... YAAAAAH!
Avatar: .....
Lissa: A...ring? Wait, Avatar, what's going on?
Avatar: I...I love you, Lissa. I love your loyalty, I love your candor, I love your spirit... Gods bless me, I think I even love your pranks! So...what do you say? Will you be my wife?
Lissa: *Sniff*
Avatar: Are you crying?! Don't cry! I'm sorry! You can say no; it won't hurt my feelings!
Lissa: No, stupid! I'm happy! I just... I've loved you for so long!
Avatar: What?! Really? ...Since when?
Lissa: Yes, really! And since the very beginning! ...I only pranked you to get your attention. Chrom gets to be close to you all the time, when you meet, or when you talk strategy... But I didn't have anything like that...
Avatar: Lissa, you could have talked to me about anything, anytime... I can't believe I never noticed...
Lissa: Me either... But now we've got all the time in the world to spend together! Oooo! Plus I opened the box, so I get to prank you again, right?!
[[|Avatar...I thought the pranks were just to get my attention. And if we're getting married, I'd say you got my attention. Sooo...]]: {{{2}}}
Lissa: You think I'm going to marry that face and never make it do that crazy rubbery thing?! You're nuts!
Avatar: What?! Hey! I'm not sure I... Ah, well. If that's what it takes to make you happy...then so be it. Just go easy. We won't have all the time in the world together if I die of a heart attack.
Lissa: Heh ha, okay, I promise, Avatar. Wow, what a day... You must be tired out from all the excitement! Sooo...how about a quick shoulder rub from your new wife-to-be, hmm?

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Virion: There, all set. Now fly straight and true, my love.
Lissa: Virion?
Virion: Oh, horrors! I fear you've caught me in the act.
Lissa: In the act of...what, exactly? Groping pigeons?
Virion: Ha ha ha! Oh, my dear lady, no! ...Well, not today, at any rate.
Lissa: So then, what?
Virion: I have commended a letter to this bird's fair wing.
Lissa: Oh, it's a carrier pigeon! But wait, why would you care if I saw that?
Virion: Well, I'm something of a guest here, being foreign as I am. Protocol demands leave from a commander before carrying on any correspondence.
Lissa: You mean Chrom? I seriously doubt he'd mind you sending a few letters.
Virion: Oh, I'm sure you're right. But not everyone shares your brother's broad-mindedness. There are some around the camp who still don't fully trust me.
Lissa: So why not get Chrom's permission? If you're open about it, no one will have any cause for suspicion. ...Er, right? Here, I'll just go ask him myself!
Virion: Lissa, wait! I don't... you shouldn't... Oh dear. This won't end well.

Lissa: Hey, Virion. I talked to Chrom; you're clear to send as many pigeons as you want.
Virion: ...With nary a question about the content of my letters? Fascinating. I commend Chrom's openness, but naivete is a troubling trait in general.
Lissa: Pfft! He's not naive, silly. I just invented a little backstory for you. I told Chrom you're writing letters to your dear old ma and pa back home.
Virion: Aristocrats have neither "mas" nor "pas," milday! Such vulgar terms... But tell me-suppose I were actually a spy exposing secrets to the enemy? What would be made of your groundless stories then?
Lissa: Um, wait. Are you confessing to me? Because you don't seem like a spy.
Virion: Ha ha ha! Oh, this is truly too much. You and Chrom both, you're...
Lissa: What? Why are you laughing?
Virion: Apologies, dear girl. Your incandescent innocence simply caught me off guard.
Lissa: Watch it, fancy pants! It's "milady," not "girl." I won't stand here and be mocked!
Virion: Perish the thought, milady! I have only the deepest admiration for you. I'm envious, in fact. Men of my elevated station must suspect all who surround them. You and your brother are blessed to live free of such petty intrigues.
Lissa: You DO realize that as a princess I outrank you twenty times over. ...Right?
Virion: Oh, well...yes... *ahem* I suppose you would, wouldn't you? But then royalty has its own kind of shield from many of life's harsher realities. A fact lesser nobles such as myself know only too well! Caught between the huddled masses below and the royal houses above... O onerous fate! Can one of my standing ever know rest?!
Lissa: ...Nope. I still don't see how you have it harder than my brother.
Virion: Er... Yes, well it's a...nuanced thing. A casual observer might agree that leading an army is the greater burden. But to the trained eye, it's quite clear that... You see, um...
Lissa: You have no idea what you're talking about, do you?
Virion: NO! I DON'T! OKAY?! Are you pleased to hear it?! I... *ahem* My apologies. What were we talking about?
Lissa: Your stupid carrier pigeons! Gods, even if you were a spy, it wouldn't matter. Your expressions would more likely confuse the enemy than help them! Anyway, you still haven't told me-what are your dumb letters about, anyway?
Virion: I'm afraid that's priveleged information my dear lady.
Lissa: What?! But after I... Ngaaah!
Virion: Ha ha! Ladies prefer a man with a bit of mystery, my dear Lissa. Though our exchange has been most valuable in its own right...
Lissa: What, you're happy you got to hide something from me?
Virion: No, I learned you trust me! A lady's faith is among the sweetest gifts she can bestow. This has been ever so enlightening, my dear. You have my thanks.
Lissa: Bah, I still think you're full of it!

Virion: Hmm, it should have returned by now...
Lissa: Waiting for one of your precious carrier pigeons, Virion?
Virion: D-don’t be silly, milady! Just enjoying a bit of refined reflection as I bask in the westering sun’s ruby light...
Lissa: Oh, sooo I guess you won’t be needing this then?
Virion: My pigeon!
Lissa: It flew in through my window. I think the thunderstorm must have frightened the poor thing. Or maybe it just likes me. But since you don’t need it, maybe I’ll just keep-
Virion: Wait! I...suppose if it’s afraid, the humane thing is to restore it to a familiar setting... Perhaps I should take it back. For its sake. Now give Virion the bird like a good lady.
Lissa: Geez, you’re WELCOME!
Virion: There! The creature seems calmer already. ...But what’s this? A reply tied to its leg?
Lissa: What does it say?
Virion: Mmm, as if you don’t already know?
Lissa: What’s THAT supposed to mean?
Virion: The bird flew in through your window, my dear. Would you really have me believe you didn’t so much as peek at this missive?
Lissa: I didn’t! It’s the truth.
Virion: Are you daft, girl?! Why ever not?! You’ll never hope for a better chance to learn the contents of my correspondence! Why, if I were hatching a plot...
Lissa: You’re not hatching anything, birdbrain!
Virion: But...how can you be so sure?
Lissa: Because I am! Because you’re Virion and... I trust you. If I’m going to hear about these secret letters, I want it to be from you. I’m not about to violate your privacy to satisfy my idle curiosity.
Virion: How...utterly bizarre. Alluring, yes, but bizarre.
Lissa: What’s bizarre?!
Virion: Your trust. As I said before, a lady’s faith is a heady thing. Oft too strong a brew for me in times past... But I fear I’m starting to acquire a taste for it.
Lissa: Care to boil that down for me, fancy pants?
Virion: Someday, this new taste may blossom into a full-blown addiction... And on that day, I shall tell you all about my letters.
Lissa: ...SOMEDAY?! Well, if you’re going to be such a CHICKEN. I’ll just leave you to your PIGEON pal there! When you’re ready to talk, you know where to find me. Hmph!

Lissa: I heard you were looking for me Virion?
Virion: Ah, there you are, my dear. Yes, there’s something I was hoping to discuss. It shouldn’t be long now. Just one... Ah ha! Perfect.
Lissa: Oh it’s your carrier pigeon! ...Is it carrying a flower?
Virion: Indeed! A common enough specimen where I come from.
Lissa: It’s beautiful. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a blossom quite like it.
Virion: Now, we just take the stem...and wind it back around, through the leaves...
Lissa: Oh! You made it into a ring!
Virion: Just so. In the language of flowers, this particular blossom means “eternal love.” It’s frequently given out at weddings in my country.
Lissa: Eternal love... How wonderful.
Virion: It’s...for you, milady.
Lissa: Aw, really?
Virion: Of course. ...And this as well.
Lissa: But wait, that’s... This is... Virion, this is a real ring.
Virion: A humble gift for the woman whose trust has become my fondest addiction.
Lissa: Are you asking to... marry me?
Virion: If you would stoop so low to have me. Though naturally, if you obect, I-
Lissa: No! Of course I don’t object. It’s just...
Virion: Just... what?
Lissa: What were all those damned letters about?!
Virion: Oh, yes. ...That.
Lissa: If you said this day ever came, you would tell me.
Virion: So I did. Very well-here. Read one for yourself.
Lissa: "My sweet Virion: I was overjoyed at your last letter. I hope the flower arrives intact! Your father and I are eager to meet her as soon as circumstances allow." Wait, this IS from your parents! So the story I told Chrom was...
Virion: Actually the truth, yes.
Lissa: You big jerk! You lectured me about spies and lying and...and...and everything!
Virion: I lectured you for telling groundless stories, my dear. A subtle but important difference. I never said your groundless story wasn’t accurate.
Lissa: Unbelievable! ...But wait. I still don’t understand. Why all the secrecy?
Virion: Because it’s... well, embarrassing. A proud aristocrat, staking his life in a just and noble war, writing home to Mother?
Lissa: I think its gallant! What greater reason to fight is there than love of family? In fact, when I told the story to Chrom, I thought how nice it’d be if it WAS true... Besides...I accept you, Virion, just the way you are. And yes, I accept your proposal, too.
Virion: You’ll wear the ring?
Lissa: Proudly. As a symbol of my trust in you, Virion. ...And our love.

Stahl: Ah, that's MUCH better!
Lissa: Well, there's nothing a good healing staff can't fix!
Stahl: I'm sorry to have you use it for a simple stomachache. I thought I had more tonic in my bag, but every flask was empty.
Lissa: That's because you're always giving it to other people! By the way, what cause your tummy rumble in the first place?
Stahl: Stress! Lots and lots of stress! ...I'm searching for a special item, you see. And every time we arrive in a town, I think, "This is it! It must be here!" But I always end up disappointed.
Lissa: Oooo! Sounds spicy! So what's the secret item, huh? Tell me, tell me!
Stahl: Wing scales from a rare giant butterfly. My brother wants them for a concoction. They're impossible to find in Ylisse, so he hoped I could buy some on our journey. I go to the market in every town we visit, but not a single merchant has had them.
Lissa: Aw, I see... Not quite as exciting as I was expecting... And I can't believe your dumb brother gave you errands in the middle of a war!
Stahl: I admit, his timing could have been better.
Lissa: You risk your life every day! You can't waste energy chasing butterfly whatevers!
Stahl: Heh, well, he IS my brother. How could i say no?
Lissa: *Sigh* You're far too nice to people, Stahl. You let them push you around. Oh, fine. I guess I'll try to help. What's the name of this stupid butterfly?
Stahl: Oh, gracious, no! I couldn't possibly involve you in this fool's errand!
Lissa: It's not for you! I just don't want to wast any more cures on your silly stomach! The sooner you find the scales, the sooner I can worry about REAL problems!
Stahl: Well, if you really want to help...
Lissa: You just stand there smiling. Lissa is on the case!

Stahl: The butterfly scales! At last! Oh, many thanks for your help, Lissa!
Lissa: Hey, no sweat. I had a little shopping errand of my own to do anyway. My brother wanted me to buy perfume for someone, but he wouldn't tell me who. He just said to buy something I liked, which isn't really much of a clue. He's so dense sometimes! I mean, what if his special lady friend has different tastes?!
Stahl: I don't suppose it matters so much, does it? It's the thought that counts after all. Besides, it's hard for a man to buy perfume on his own. I know from experience!
Lissa: There you go again, giving people the benefit of the doubt. Don't you think it's super annoying how both our brothers treat us like servants? I mean, here we both are running from market to market buying stuff for 'em!
Stahl: Heh! You have a point.
Lissa: Of course I do! ...And I don't mind so much, but it's super unfair for you. You're always helping other people, and you never get anything in return.
Stahl: Oh, but I do! I enjoy helping people and making things a little easier for them. As long as someone actually acknowledges my efforts now and then, that's enough.
Lissa: Aw, you are SUCH a sweetie! In that case, I'll watch you like a hawk and make sure no good deed goes unseen!
Stahl: Well in THAT case, I'll have to be sure I give you something to see!

Stahl: ......
Lissa: What are you reading, Stahl?
Stahl: A letter from my brother. He's thanking me for the butterfly scales I sent.
Lissa: Ye gods, what dreadful penmanship! It's nothing at all like yours.
Stahl: Heh. My brother is a rugged, no-nonsense sort. He doesn't much care for calligraphy. But look here! He sent along more of his secret stomach tonic. This new recipe uses the butterfly scales. It's twice as effective as before!
Lissa: So the errand he sent you on was actually for your benefit?
Stahl: Apparently so! It's a good reminder---brothers don't always say and do the right thing... But in the end, or when it matter, they always have our interests in mind.
Lissa: Pffft! Not MY brother! I doubt he ever thinks of me at all! Unless it's to tell me that I'm childish and I should learn to grow up or whatever. He's too busy running a country and a war to worry about his little sister...
Stahl: I assure you, that is not the case! At all! Chrom cares for you very much. And who can blame him? If I had a charming sister like you, I'd never leave your side!
Lissa: Y-you think I'm charming?
Stahl: Of course! ...Er, is that strange?
Lissa: I'm... I'm just not used to accepting praise from such a... fine gentleman, is all. Thanks, Stahl. You made my day!
Stahl: Heh, well, I only spoke the truth.

Lissa: Er, Stahl? Look what Chrom gave me.
Stahl: Isn't that the perfume he had you buy?
Lissa: He felt bad about missing my birthday, so he wanted to get something I really liked. Apparently I mentioned wanting a new perfume, and so...
Stahl: He sent you to buy your favorite kind. Ha! I told you brothers always pull through!
Lissa: Hee hee! Yeah, he really is the best brother a girl could have.
Stahl: Seeing you in such a happy mood, perhaps I should seize the opportunity...
Lissa: Opportunity? For what?
Stahl: Lissa, I have a confession to make.
Lissa: Ooh, a confession?! Scandalous! Okay, dish. Give me all the juicy details...
Stahl: I love you.
Lissa: ...What?!
Stahl: I know you're royalty, and I never felt I was worthy to court you. So I kept my feelings bottled up until I no longer had the strength to hide them... Th-that's why I decided to buy you this ring.
Lissa: ...... Oh, Stahl, yes! Yes, of COURSE I'll marry you! I've loved you forever!
Stahl: Truly?!
Lissa: YES, you ninny! Here, let's see that ring.
Stahl: ...Ah, it fits you perfectly!
Lissa: Hee hee! It totally does, huh? I'm so glad you finally unbottled those feelings, tee hee!
Stahl: It's like a weight off my shoulders! I can't wait to tell my brother the good news...
Lissa: Oh, right! And I gotta tell Chrom! ...Oh, hey! You and him are gonna be brothers now! That's so weird.
Stahl: Heh, and so wonderful. Just like you Lissa.

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Lissa: Tsk, my stupid brother can be so selfish sometimes! I spent AGES making this pie, and he didn't eat a bite! Oh well, I suppose I'll just have to eat the whole thing by my–
Kellam: I'll help.
Lissa: ARRRGH! KELLAM! Gods! D-don't sneak up on me like that!
Kellam: But... I've been standing here since before you arrived...
Lissa: Oh... well, yeah... I guess I should be sorry, then. So, what were you saying? You want some of this pie?
Kellam: Yes, please! I'm awful hungry... *Munch, munch* Mmm... Mmm? Murf...
Lissa: Well? How is it?
Kellam: *Cough* *hack* Haaaaaaa... Um, it's... Well, it certainly... exists...
Lissa: I know, right? I add an elixir to give it that extra kick. I can't believe Chrom wouldn't have any. It's so good for you!
Kellam: Actually, Lissa, perhaps you should try it once without the elixir...
Lissa: Really? Huh. Well, maybe next time. Hey, do you know a lot about cooking? You could taste-test more of my pies! I want to make a pie that not even jerkface Chrom can resist!
Kellam: Well... if you really need a guinea pig, I... guess I could help out... In these times of turmoil, we all have to make sacrifices for the greater good.
Lissa: ...Sacrifices?
Kellam: Er, well, that is...Sacrificing, uh... my diet!

Lissa: Kellam, it's ready! Kellam! Where are– Oh! There you are. Here it is, Kellam! A piping-hot pie fresh from Lissa's oven of surprises!
Kellam: ...Oh. Joy.
Lissa: I made an extra big one this time, so eat as much as you like.
Kellam: *Shudder* Okay... L-Let's see it... *Sniiiff*
Lissa: You see how the filling has a rainbow of colors in it?
Kellam: Golly, so it does...
Lissa: It's more savory than sweet. I plan to serve it as a dinner.
Kellam: Let me... just have a little sample first. Let's see... *chew* GURGH!
Lissa: Kellam?! Are you all right? Is that good heaving or bad heaving? Does the filling taste funny? I didn't mess it up again, did I...?
Kellam: L-Lissa, do you ever...taste the dishes yourself?
Lissa: Nooooo. Why? Should I?
Kellam: It's...a good thing...you gave this to me...first... Th-then...only one of us... need...know...the horror...
Lissa: K-Kellam?! Oh gods, he fainted! Kellam, can you hear me?! Stay away from the light! Gah! Where did I put my healing staff?!

Kellam: I haven't seen you baking any pies recently, Lissa. Don't tell me you've given up.
Lissa: But... aren't you angry at me?
Kellam: Angry? About what?
Lissa: Well, you know. When I almost killed you with my rainbow filling.
Kellam: Why would I be angry? It wasn't intentional. Er, it actually WASN'T intentional, right?
Lissa: Kellam, you are SO sweet! ...You know, I don't think I've ever seen you angry. Not even once.
Kellam: I've never seen the point of anger. It's not much fun for anyone. Whenever I feel myself getting mad, I hold it in until it fades away. Because it always does in the end.
Lissa: You know, Kellam. I'm going to have another go at making a pie. And this time it's going to be totally delicious, and you'll get the first taste!
Kellam: Um... that sounds... nice?

Lissa: ...Well? How was it?
Kellam: It was delicious. Honestly and truly!
Lissa: I know, right? I've been practicing SO much, and it finally paid off.
Kellam: If you serve this to Chrom, he'll eat every last crumb.
Lissa: Oh, I don't care about my dumb brother anymore. I just wanted to make a pie that YOU liked!
Kellam: I'd happily eat your cooking for the rest of my life, Lissa.
Lissa: For reals?
Kellam: Yes. And here's the proof...
Lissa: A ring?
Kellam: My mother made it. Pretty fancy, don't you think? She told me to give it to the woman I'd spend the rest of my life with. And I know you're royalty and all, but...Lissa, would you marry me?
Lissa: Oh my gosh, YES! Of course!...Er, but you should know that cooking isn't the only thing I'm bad at. I can't sew. Or do laundry, really. And I'm not much for cleaning or yard work.
Kellam: Wait. You can't do any of those things? ...Really?
Lissa: Hey! You're SUPPOSED to say "Oh,it doesn't matter!"
Kellam: B-but that means I have to do absolutely...everything.
Lissa: Too late! I've got the ring, and I'm not giving it back!
Kellam: Oh dear.
Lissa: Anyway, don't worry. You've got plenty of time for all those chores! We're gonna be together for forever and ever and ever!

Lissa: There you are, Lon'qu! I take it my brother talked to you?
Lon'qu: Er...
Lissa: Oh, stop it! Yes, I'm a girl, but it's your job to guard me! So no running away and being all weird. All right?
Lon'qu: Chrom said there was a plot on your life. Is this accurate?
Lissa: Yeah. I guess somebody wants my sweet little head on a platter. Don't ask me why!
Lon'qu: You're of royal blood. That's enough to make you a target. And any shadow could hide a knife, so we must ensure you are never alone.
Lissa: My hero! I don't have to worry about a thing with you around! La la laaaa...
Lon'qu: Don't be careless! Keep your eyes open! Death could lurk in any nook or... *Sigh* Surely there is someone less better suited to this task.
Lissa: Yeah, but you were just lazing around catching butterflies all day, so Chrom-
Lon'qu: I certainly was not!
Lissa: J-just kidding, Lon'qu! Kidding! I'm sure Chrom was impressed by your skill and charm and good looks! I mean, out of everyone else here, he's trusting you to keep his little sis safe. That's a pretty huge honor, right? ...Riiiiight?
Lon'qu: ...I suppose.
Lissa: Right! So come on, no more grumbling. Let's shake hands and make nice!
Lon'qu: .....
Lissa: Oh, fine. No handshaking. We can just... nod at each other. Sheesh! Do you really have such a problem with women?
Lon'qu: I find them... disconnecting. But it will not interfere with my duty.
Lissa: Hmm... Maybe as thanks for guarding me I'll go ahead and fix your little problem...
Lon'qu: ...Or maybe not?
Lissa: Fiiiiiine! I'm going to train, then. You can... just stand there and look dour.
Lon'qu: That suits me just fine.

Lissa: It's about time the rain stopped, I thought it's never-ooooooh! Look! A rainbow!
Lon'qu: Keep your distance. I can see it from here.
Lissa: Um, can you even GUARD me from that far away?!
Lon'qu: I can close the distance in the blink of an eye.
Lissa: Seriously? I'm nowhere near that fast! Here, lemme see how long it takes to-
Lon'qu: Enough! Stop trying to get closer!
Lissa: Hee hee! You're pretty sharp! ...But I'm just trying to be friendly. How are we supposed to be best buds if you're way over there?
Lon'qu: I'm close enough to protect you. ...And we are NOT "best buds."
Lissa: Geez, what a grump! Why even bother guarding me if that's how you feel?
Lon'qu: Because those are my orders... and morale would fall if anything happened to you.
Lissa: Oh, puh-leeeeeeese! No one would care if something happened to me. Someone stronger would just roll my corpse out of the way and take up the fight...
Lon'qu: ...Do you truly not see how your presence energizes the others? How your smile and demeanor put everyone at ease?
Lissa: R-really? Hee... Sooo, what about you, Lon'qu? ...Does my smile put you at ease?
Lon'qu: Perhaps. ...From a certain distance.
Lissa: Ugh, why do I even BOTHER?! I'll see you later, grump.
Lon'qu: Wait. I'll go with you.
Lissa: No you won't! I'm going to take a bath!
Lon'qu: But my orders... You'll be... Argh! Hmm, now that I think about it, there's been no sign of any attempts on her life... Either her would-be assailants are being extremely cautious... Or perhaps this is some sort of ruse? Are she and Chrom toying with me?

Lissa: The path's kinda bumpy here, Lon'qu. Should we hold hands?
Lon'qu: No.
Lissa: Honestly, you think you'd be used to me by now. And you're always so serious! It wouldn't kill you to smile once in a-
Lon'qu: Shhh!
Lissa: That is SO rude! Gosh, I'm only trying to-
Lon'qu: Get behind me! Quickly! There's a- Hngh!
Lissa: N-no, Lon'qu! You're hurt! Please, you can't... Don't die!
Lon'qu: ...Ngh. It's just a single arrow. It won't kill me.
Lissa: Yeah, but any more of them could... And I... I think we're surrounded!
Lon'qu: I wager we've found your assassins. Stay close!
Lissa: R-right!
Lon'qu: ...That's the last of them.
Lissa: Here, hold still. Let me tend to your wounds.
Lon'qu: I'm fine. Are you hurt?
Lissa: No. Thanks to you.
Lon'qu: Good. That's... good.
Lissa: Lon'qu, you just... You saved my life.
Lon'qu: I followed orders. You should be safe now, but I'd better escort you to your tent, just to be certain.
Lissa: Um, Lon'qu?
Lon'qu: What?
Lissa: Now that you foiled the plot, I guess your bodyguard duty will be over... I suppose we're done walking together like this, huh?
Lon'qu: I see no reason to continue.
Lissa: Yeah, but... We were finally getting close. I'd be sad to lose that now.
Lon'qu: Do not lay this at my feet. I told you to keep your distance.
Lissa: Yeah, but...
Lon'qu: *Sigh* I... suppose... we could still chat. If you want... From time to time.
Lissa: You mean it?! Oh, yay! Thanks, Lon'qu!
Lon'qu: *Grumble, grumble*

Lissa: Heya, Lon'qu! I'm back for another chat!
Lon'qu: ...all right.
Lissa: Yeesh, try to contain your excitement there. Oh, and be sure not to smile. Most boys would cut off a leg to have a cute girl drop by to talk.
Lon'qu: Would you have me paste on a fake grin whenever you grace me with your presence?
Lissa: Well, no... Actually, that would be really creepy, coming from you.
Lon'qu: Then this is what you get.
Lissa: All right, all right. You don't have to be so cold to me. I just miss you, you know! You were guarding me around the clock for so long, and now I barely see you. But I suppose you wouldn't understand how I feel, huh? I mean, you can't stand girls. All right, listen. If you don't want me here, just say so and I'll leave you in peace.
Lon'qu: I...like when you come to see me.
Lissa: Great, fine. Don't worry, I know where the door is. You don't have to... Wait, what'd you say? I must not have heard you right...Because it almost sounded like you said you liked having a girl come bother you.
Lon'qu: You heard me fine... And you are no bother. I...also miss the time we spent together.
Lissa: ...I must be losing my mind.
Lon'qu: This may come as a surprise... but I have something for you.
Lissa: A ring? ...Is this a WEDDING ring? But wait, you hate women!
Lon'qu: I don't hate anyone. And as far as my issue with women, you...are the exception. I find myself thinking of nothing but you. My every moment is consumed with you. If you will allow it, I swear to be with you and protect you for the rest of your days.
Lissa: Oh, Lon'qu... Of COURSE I'll allow it! And I'll watch your back, too! But you have to be beside me always. No more distance!
Lon'qu: ...No more distance.

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Lissa: *Siiiiiiiiigh*
Chrom: Well, that was a big one.
Lissa: Oh! Chrom!
Chrom: Something on your mind? Or are you just sighing for the sheer joy of it?
Lissa: Well, it's just... Do I... Do I seem like a princess to you?
Chrom: Er, how's that?
Lissa: I'm asking if I seem like a princess!
Chrom: If you aren't, you owe us some rent for your room in the castle.
Lissa: Oh, hardy har! That's not what I mean and you know it. I'm asking if you think I live up to my station.
Chrom: What brought this on?
Lissa: When I compare myself to you and Emmeryn, I... I feel like dead weight.
Chrom: What a stupid thing to say.
Lissa: Hey!
Chrom: Well? It's the truth.You're fine just how you are, Lissa. Give yourself a little credit. I'll see you later.
Lissa: What? Hey! Don't give me a lazy answer and then run away! I hope you trip and break your nose, jerkface! ...Okay, that last bit may not have been the most princess-like.

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Chrom: How goes the mission I gave you, Lissa?
Lissa: It's over. I talked to everyone. I asked them all how I could be a better princess, just like you asked.
Chrom: And what did they say?
Lissa: A dozen different things! Some guy said I should be more calm and stop throwing tantrums. Another person said I should stop being so picky about what I eat, which was weird. Oh, and a certain someone told me to stick my pinky out when I drink tea! Ugh!
Chrom: And the most common response?
Lissa: What do you mean?
Chrom: Surely some people had the same advice, right? What did you hear the most?
Lissa: Um... Well, there were a whole lot of people who said "nothing."
Chrom: So there you have it.
Lissa: There I have what?
Chrom: I told you you're fine just as you are, didn't I? And the people agree!
Lissa: Yeah, but... I still don't feel like I'm contributing anything.
Chrom: When you approached people, how did they react? And I mean before you said anything. I'd bet good coin they all smiled at you. ...Right?
Lissa: What? No, they... Hmm... Yeah, I guess they did.
Chrom: You make people happy, Lissa. You motivate and inspire them just by your presence. I might instill confidence, but I don't make them happy. And neither would Emmeryn.
Lissa: You think so?
Chrom: I KNOW so. And believe me, that talent is more useful than you'd think. Everyone else knows it, too. That's why they told you not to change a thing. So if you won't trust my opinion, how about theirs? You're their princess, after all.
Lissa: N-no, I trust them. I do, but...
Chrom: Then stop worrying! You're going to be a princess all your life. That's plenty of time to figure it out. Just be yourself and the rest will come naturally.
Lissa: ...Huh. That actually makes sense. Thanks, Chrom.

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