Sylvain/Flayn Support

	C Rank

Sylvain: Hey there, Flayn. I thought I'd drop by and see if you'd care for a...
Flayn: Now just a moment, Sylvain. If you must speak with me, I implore you to do so from where you stand.
Flayn: My apologies if this comes across as rude, but please do not come any closer to me.
Sylvain: Excuse me?
Flayn: I am sorry—my brother has explicitly warned me not to go near you.
Sylvain: Seteth said that? I bet he also told you any woman  who comes too close to me is... How does he say it?  Doomed to misfortune...
Flayn: He used those very words! Is it true, then?
Sylvain: Come on. He's just messing with you, obviously.
Flayn: Of course I would prefer to believe that, but one can never know for certain. Particularly when similar stories are constantly in circulation about you.
Flayn: I have heard that men and women alike have been seduced by your nefarious ways.
Sylvain: I hate to suggest my talents are being oversold, but...
Flayn: I have heard you toy with people's emotions, like a cat toys with its prey.
Sylvain: Do I really look like such a villain to you?
Flayn: Well, perhaps not. You do not strike me as much of a charmer.
Sylvain: When you put it like that, I feel like I should defend— Eh, forget it. Let's get to the actual point.
Flayn: Did I not tell you, Sylvain?! Stay away from me!
Sylvain: It's kind of awkward talking from so far away. Can I please step just a little...
Flayn: Truly, there are countless terrible stories of your behavior.
Flayn: I've heard that you panic when there aren't women around to flirt with. That you've gone as far as flirting with horses and even chickens!
Sylvain: Oh, come on! Who would even... You should know  that your brother has an overactive imagination.
Flayn: I would like to believe that you are a sincere and reputable person, Sylvain.
Flayn: But there is no smoke without fire, or so the saying goes.
Sylvain: I may not be the most respectable fella you'll ever meet, but...
Flayn: Until I can be certain, please refrain from coming too close to me.
Flayn: Now if you will excuse me, I must be on my way.
Sylvain: Flayn! Wait! Come back! ...And she's gone. All I was trying to do was deliver a message.
Sylvain: Flayn! Hey! The professor said we need to come to the cathedral! I'll run really far ahead so you don't have to walk near me!
Sylvain: There. I tried telling her. The professor can't be mad about that.

	B Rank

Flayn: Sylvain...
Sylvain: Hi! Why do you look so down?
Sylvain: But hey, if you're talking to me of your own accord...
Sylvain: Can I assume you've figured out I'm not a monster?
Flayn: I wanted to apologize about my treatment of you earlier, Sylvain. I am not normally one to put stock in such rumors...
Sylvain: Nothing to be upset about. I mean, I've kind of earned that reputation.
Sylvain: I've just...I've got this sickness. When I see a pretty girl, I can't stop myself from flirting with her.
Sylvain: Like you, for instance...
Flayn: Oh, I am so sorry to hear of your illness! Perhaps my magic will help heal you.
Sylvain: Huh? No, I didn't mean it like that...
Flayn: No? Are you not ill, then?
Sylvain: You know what? Let's just... Let's move on. Can I  take this to mean everything is good between us?
Flayn: Of course. Sylvain, I look forward to getting to know you without the falsity of rumors.
Sylvain: Great! Would you like to celebrate our new friendship by joining me for a meal?
Flayn: You would treat me to a feast? That is very kind of you.
Sylvain: A chance to spend time with a sweet girl like yourself? It's a pleasure.
Sylvain: Your voice like birdsong, your eyes clear as diamonds, but above all...
Sylvain: I'm drawn to your kind and loving heart. I am a captive to your charms, Flayn.
Flayn: I hear that very frequently. Thank you.
Sylvain: Yeah, I... I guess a girl as cute as you would get a lot of compliments.
Flayn: Anyway, what type of a meal were you considering, Sylvain?
Sylvain: I would love some seafood, followed by a delicious cake!
Flayn: Oh, I am absolutely famished, as I often am. Shall we be on our way?
Sylvain: Ha, she's a tough one.
Sylvain: Sheltered girls like her usually fall for that kind of stuff.
Sylvain: But she's much too savvy...even for a smooth-talker like myself.