Niles & Forrest parent/child

C-support
[Forrest alone]
Forrest: [determined] Hmm, perhaps…
Forrest: And then…
Forrest: [smile] Ah, this looks-
Niles: [smirk] Perfect.
Forrest: [surprised] Ack! F-Father!
Niles: Working hard as usual, I see.
Forrest: [eyes closed, sweat] I had some off time, that’s all.
Niles: [smirk] You don’t need to justify it to me. Is this lovely lady meant to be anyone in particular?
Forrest: [frown] The model’s just an outline, Father. What I’m designing is the armour.
Niles: [frown, sweat] Oh. Well, that’s nice too.
Forrest: [eyes closed] You don’t need to fake it. I know you don’t approve of my hobbies.
Niles: [injured] It’s not that! I was impressed, that’s all.
Forrest: [sad] …I’m sorry. That was overly defensive of me.
Niles: [eyes closed, smile] I don’t blame you. But truly, you have to know I’m proud of you.
Niles: You do what you please and let simple tongues wag. Others could learn from your example.
Forrest: [surprised] Father…
Niles: Judging by the look on your face, I’m guessing I could stand to say that a bit more.
Forrest: [smile] I’ll do my best to take it to heart.
Forrest: [sweat] …Would you like to see a couple more designs?
Niles: [smirk] By all means.

B-support
Niles: [frown, sweat] …argh… nearly there…
Niles: [eyes closed] Now to collapse and-
Forrest: [worried] Father!?
Niles: [surprised] Forrest? Why are you in my room?!
Forrest: I was- it’s not important! Here, lie down!
Niles: [smirk, sweat] Don’t worry so much. This is nothing.
Forrest: [frown] Oh, really? Feel free to stand unassisted, then.
[crash SFX]
Niles: [sweat, injured] I don’t remember you being this sassy.
Forrest: Perhaps you’re a bad influence, then.
[healing magic SFX]
Forrest: [frown] So, what happened?
Niles: Nothing to write home about.
Forrest: [upset] You’re half-dead! Gods know what would’ve happened had I not been here to heal you!
Niles: [frown] …
Forrest: [frown] Are you sulking?
Niles: No!
Niles: [sweat, frown] I’m not used to this treatment, that’s all.
Forrest: Having your wounds tended to promptly?
Niles: [smirk] No. Your bedside manner could use some work, by the way.
Niles: [frown] …Having someone waiting here for me. Even if it was accidental.
Niles: Speaking of which, why ARE you here?
Forrest: [smile] Oh, I wanted to show you the finished designs from earlier.
Forrest: When I saw you weren’t in, I thought I’d mend some of your old cloaks. They’re quite decrepit.
Niles: [eyes closed] Ha. See, that’s what I mean.
Forrest: Surely Father waits for you when you’re on a mission.
Niles: Leo’s not the waiting-and-fretting type. He busies himself when I’m away.
Forrest: [frown] I see.
Forrest: Well, you’ll have to get used to it – unless you give up your life of skulduggery, of course.
Niles: [surprised] Will I, now?
Forrest: [determined] Absolutely. Why, I’ll sit up waiting for you all night if I must.
Forrest: Your room could use some tender love and care. Some new curtains, perhaps a nice quilt…
Niles: [smirk] Surely a son of mine has more stimulating ways to occupy his time.
Forrest: Innuendo won’t get you out of this, Father. Now hold still and let me heal you.
Forrest: I don’t suppose you’d tell me what you were off doing so late at night?
Niles: Not a chanc- ow!
Forrest: [smile, closed eyes] Sorry. Hand slipped.

A-support
[Forrest alone]
Forrest: [frown] (He’s even later than usual. What could he be doing?)
Forrest: (Just what kind of missions is he going on?)
Forrest: (And those injuries…)
Forrest: [eyes closed] Perhaps I should confront him about it.
Forrest: …not that he’d heed me.
Forrest: [sad] There’s nothing for it but to wait.
[scene transition, Forrest’s eyes are closed]
Niles: Back at last.
Niles: [smirk] They had more stamina than I exp- oh.
Niles: [surprised] Heh. Fast asleep.
Niles: [sweat] On the bed, no less.
Niles: [smirk] Well, this wouldn’t be the worst floor I’ve slept on.
[scene transition]
Forrest: [eyes closed] *yawn* Fath- ahh!
[crash SFX]
Niles: [surprised] Ow!
Forrest: [sweat, injured] Sorry…
Forrest: [surprised] Wait, you slept on the floor? Why didn’t you wake me?!
Niles: [sweat] You were asleep!
Forrest: [smile, closed eyes] And you were too sentimental to wake me.
Niles: [smirk] You ARE my son, after all. Inconveniencing myself for your comfort is part of the job.
Forrest: Then perhaps you could inconvenience yourself a little more and tell me where you’ve been so often.
Niles: Such a busybody.
Niles: [frown] I’ve been keeping an eye on some of our most trustworthy allies.
Forrest: [smile, closed eyes] Let me guess – old nobility loyal to Grandfather.
Niles: Mm-hmm. It’s charming how they think I’d sell Leo out for a few pieces of gold.
Niles: Very astute of you. Angling to be future spymaster?
Forrest: [smile] I’m my father’s son, after all.
Niles: Mm, I should’ve known you’d inherit his genius.
Forrest: [eyes closed, smile] I meant you.
Niles: [sweat, smirk] You’re just full of compliments today.
Forrest: So, how can I help? Infiltration? Spying?
Forrest: I’m sure I could put together some splendid disguises.
Niles: [sweat, smile] Let’s not get carried away, kid.