Clive x Mathilda

MID_支援会話_クレーベ_マチルダ_C
Mathilda:
    Clive!
Clive:
    Mathilda!
    Every night, I dreamt of being able to
    fight at your side again like this.
Mathilda:
    As did I, my love.
    I fear I'm so excited, I can barely keep
    hold of my weapon.
    ...You do have that effect on me.
Clive:
    Heh heh. In that case, I hope I don't
    lose us the damned battle.
    There's no need for you to be nervous.
    I'll be right here.
    Now go forth and tear the enemy apart
    like the beautiful war maiden you are.
Mathilda:
    I thought you would never ask.
    Watch over me, my love!
Clive:
    My sweet, how could I do elsewise?


MID_支援会話_Clive_Mathilda_B
Mathilda:
    Clive!
Clive:
    Mathilda!
    The artistry of your lance swings has
    been making my heart soar.
Mathilda:
    I have a long way to go before I can
    wield a lance like you, my love.
Clive:
    Nonsense, my darling.
    There is no warrior I would sooner go
    back-to-back with in battle than you.
    You will bring us certain victory.
    Mark my words!
Mathilda:
    I'm so very glad you agree.
    ...In truth, I was just checking.
    Now point me at your foes, that I may
    cut the louts down one by one!
Clive:
    Ha ha ha! Where to begin!


MID_支援会話_Clive_Mathilda_A
Mathilda:
    Ah, Clive...
Clive:
    Mathilda, what grieves you?
    You look so sad.
    Where hides your lovely smile?
Mathilda:
    It's your sister...
    She claims I was showing you up on the
    battlefield. That it was...unbecoming.
    This conversation set my mind a'whirl.
    On the battlefield, man and woman are
    equals judged by skill alone.
    But you are to be my lord husband.
    It was never my wish to diminish you
    or bring you shame.
Clive:
    My sister is the one who should be
    ashamed. Such an old-fashioned idea!
    I will never be your "lord," and your
    exploits bring me naught but pride.
    If I want to outshine you, then I must
    earn it by my own hand.
    Don't you dare change.
    I love you exactly as you are.
Mathilda:
    And here I thought I could never love
    you more...!
Clive:
    Now get back out there and have at
    those dastards, you wild Valkyrie.
Mathilda:
    Ah, it does my heart good to hear
    those words.
    Now stand back while I unleash the
    seven hells upon these pitiful fools!