festival Nyx-Ophelia

[usual disclaimer: http://pastebin.com/wDPCns6f]

Ophelia: Come forth...my maiden heart! Let's go! Special Move! Sparkling Flower Methold!! Yep, that has a nice ring to it.
Nyx: It looks like you're having fun Ophelia.
Ophelia: Ah, mum. You know, I just thought of a name for my special move. Oh, right what about you mum? Let's come up with a name for your special move too!
Nyx: I'm fine.
Ophelia: Eh, why? It's fun giving it a name right?
Nyx: I don't really understand that kind of thing.
Ophelia: So mum hasn't named any of her techniques or weapons and tools?
Nyx: Hehe. No, I've never thought about it.
Ophelia: You ha-haven't? Somehow that's terrible...but on the other hand very cool...
Nyx: Hahaha
Ophelia: What is it?
Nyx: In the past I had a similar conversation with Odin.
Ophelia: Eh, you did? As I thought, I really take after him.
Nyx: Hey, Ophelia. On this festival today you are supposed to wish for your children to grow into adulthood. So won't you leave aside childish things and talk with your mum like an adult...is what I was going to say but I will refrain from it. You are Odin's kid. You childishness is what makes you both so charming.
Ophelia: Eh? I'm childish? Tha-that's not true! Inside me there is a splendid mature woman. After all I'm mum's kid. Mum's appearance is that of a child but inside she is an adult. And I have inherited that legendary blood!
Nyx: No, this is the price of a curse...it cannot be inherited...
Ophelia: The price of a curse. How cool...if I just use it as a motif it looks like I can make up a name for my special move but...it feels so wasteful...
Nyx: Haah...all right, that's too much. I get it, it's my loss. Tonight let's think of a name for my special move. But I'm counting on you to pick something that seems convincing for me.
Ophelia: Eh, really? Yay! Leave it to me! I will come up with something wonderful and perfect for mum!
Nyx: I am looking forward to it.