Celica x Nomah

MID_支援会話_セリカ_ノーマ_C
Celica:
    How are you feeling, Nomah?
Nomah:
    I'm getting by well enough, little one.
Celica:
    That's good. But please promise me
    that you won't overexert yourself.
Nomah:
    Bah! Stop treating me like a frail old
    man with one foot in the grave!
    ...Though I admit all this fighting DOES
    take a toll on my poor back.
Celica:
    I'm very sorry to hear it.
    Let me rub it for you.
Nomah:
    Oh... Yes, that feels wonderful...
    Thank you, little one.
Celica:
    Happy to help! Hee hee.


MID_支援会話_Celica_Nomah_B
Celica:
    How's your back today, Nomah?
Nomah:
    Lithe as a willow branch,
    thanks to you.
    But now my shoulder is giving me
    trouble. Old jousting injury, you see...
Celica:
    Oh, you poor thing.
    Here, let me give you another massage.
Nomah:
    Oh! Oh... Ahhh... You're too kind.
    Ahhh... I can feel the pain receding
    already.
Celica:
    I'm very glad to hear it.


MID_支援会話_Celica_Nomah_A
Celica:
    Hello, Nomah.
Nomah:
    Greetings, little one.
    Oh! Yes. Er, so today, it seems I have a
    new pain in my...um...hair? Yes, that's—
Celica:
    *sigh* Stop, Nomah. You don't need to
    keep pretending.
    In truth, I don't think you've been in pain
    this whole time.
Nomah:
    Heh heh. Caught on to me, have you?
Celica:
    You've always enjoyed your little
    jokes and japes.
    At this rate, you're well enough to keep
    fighting for me for a long while yet.
    Uh oh. Here comes the enemy now.
    Let's go!
Nomah:
    Ah! Yes. More...fighting.
    All right, Nomah, time to suck it up!