Robin: Well, you did quite well. I think it's lovely. Still, it must have cost a fortune.

However, in recent weeks, it has been you who dominates my thoughts. And I...think I have fallen...in love.

Robin: ...Are you serious?

Priam: Of course I'm serious! Why would I joke about something like this?

Robin: But...how? When? Why?

All my life, I have lived only for the blade. But now I want to live for you.

Priam: Then you'll say yes? For true?

But when you follow the way of love, you must let your feelings sing. Anything else would be a grave disservice to the one you pledge your heart to.

Indeed, and poetically put. Perhaps for you, a pen truly would be mightier than a sword.

You give my strength purpose and meaning. I'll let the world burn before I see you hurt.

Tharja: I must have added the wrong herbs to my cauldron. Instead of cursing you, I've just enhanced your stamina and lifted your mood... Damn and blast! Gaius: Yep. That's a real bummer right there. But now that you mention it, I have been feeling pretty frisky today.

Gaius: *Yawn* Are you still trying to curse me?

Gaius: Hey there, Sunshine.

Tharja: Look at me carefully. Do you feel...any different? Gaius: You mean aside from the pale woman staring into my eyes like a lunatic?

Gaius: Maybe you should consider a new line of work there, Sunshine. What was this curse supposed to do, anyway?

Tharja: It was meant to help you see my good side. Gaius: Wait, what? Are you trying to make me fall for you?

I gotta say, I'm a little surprised. Tharja: About what? Gaius: I didn't realize you fancied me! I mean, I know I'm a charming devil and all, but—

Tharja: I'd rather fall in love with a kraken. And besides, love brewed in a cauldron isn't real. If I ever decided to look for love, I would insist on an unsullied version. ...Although, I'm not above using a potion or two to get the boulder rolling. Gaius: Oh, fair maiden... I never imagined you were such a romantic!

I've always had a soft spot for bad girls, and they don't come much badder than you.

Tharja: ...Perhaps my spell is working after all.

Tharja: All right, then. Experiment complete. Now you stay here while I go mix up an antidote. Gaius: No, don't do it! I don't want to be cured!

Tharja: You are completely free of any spell, curse, or hex. Gaius: Huh. 'Cause you see, there's one liiittle problem with that... I still find you incredibly attractive, and I think I'm in love with you. Tharja: Wow... Okay, that IS a problem.

Gaius: There's only one cure for this condition. You must accept...this. Tharja: ...A ring?

Gaius: I had to be sure it wasn't your magic that made me fall for you.

Gaius: Okay, look. You want the truth? I've been interested in you for a while. Long before you ever tried casting a spell, anyway. I just didn't know a way to chat you up that didn't end with you hurling fireballs at me. Tharja: ...In that case, I accept. Gaius: What? You do? Tharja: You are a sarcastic and coarse man, but there is something...interesting about you. Plus, you let me test spells on you. That has to count for something.

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