Part 406: Virion C

Ouch! I really scrapped my hands when I slipped back there...

I hear a fair maiden in need of medical aid! Shall Virion tend the wound?

Oh, could you?

But of course! A dab of ointment, a small, clean bandage... There! Danger has been thwarted thanks to my speedy and skilled treatment.

Aw, thanks!

No need for thanks, sweet Nowi.

Hey, so I've noticed that you keep calling me "sweet." Don't you think it's a little belittling or whatever?

If I have offended, you have my apologies. 'Tis but a habit of mine. Pray, do you not like it?

No, pray! I do not!

Then I shall endeavor to correct myself with all due haste! A nobleman must take care how he addresses others, you know.

Especially one as distinguished as you!

What's so special about me?

Why, you are over a thousand years old! You lived in the time of my great ancestors. You are practically immortal! Divine, even! It ills behooves me to disrespect you.

Okay, knock it off! You're making me sound like some old lady.

Nonsense, Nowi my sweet! You are charming, young, and beauty itself!

You really think I'm beautiful?

Let the gods strike me down if it is not so! You see? No lightning strikes. No fire ants nibble at my drawers.

Wow. You really ARE good at this whole philandering thing.

Ph-ph-philandering?! Where did you hear such a vulgar word?!

Um, that's what everyone says about you. ...Seriously. Everyone. Even Chrom. Didn't you know?

I most certainly did not!