Farina & Hector

Level C:

HECTOR:	Hey, Farina! Wait up!
FARINA:	What? Ah, Lord Hector. I was just off to do battle worthy of my purse...
HECTOR:	Yeah, about that purse. I heard about the going price for Ilian mercenaries from a henchman...
FARINA:	...Eh?
HECTOR:	Usually, they get paid by the battle, with no bonuses or anything. And...he said 20,000 gold is way, way too much.
FARINA:	But...
HECTOR:	Payment is determined by rank within the knightly order, right? At your level of ability, I'd say you're worth 2,000 gold, tops.
FARINA:	Never! I'm at 4,000 gold, I am!
HECTOR:	What's that? 4,000?
FARINA:	Er...
HECTOR:	So what was all that about 20,000 gold, eh? Trying to pull one on me, weren't you!
FARINA:	N-No, not at all--never! I'd never do that! It's just, I've been underpaid compared to my ability until now.
HECTOR:	Look me in the eye and say that again.
FARINA:	Well, and isn't this assignment a long-term one? I might need food for my pegasus...
HECTOR:	Right, right. So, what does a pegasus eat? Carrots?
FARINA:	Of course not! You would treat a pegasus like a common horse?
HECTOR:	Um, it is a horse.
FARINA:	Wrong! Pegasi are noble animals! So, they must eat noble carrots, you see!
HECTOR:	Like I said, carrots!
FARINA:	No no no! L-Listen-- I'll do the work I've been paid for. That should be enough, right? Now, watch me go!
HECTOR:	H-Hey, wait! Hey!

Level B:

FARINA:	Whew... ... ...
HECTOR:	Hey, Farina! We have to talk...Huh? What's wrong?
FARINA:	... ... Ah? Ah! Lord Hector!
HECTOR:	You seem tired. you should rest-- wouldn't want you collapsing on me.
FARINA:	Hah! Don't try playing the kindly employer! You won't trick me that way! I'm not giving back the gold I was given!
HECTOR:	I'm not talking about money, you dummy. You know, you keep saying stuff like that, people are going to suspect you!
FARINA:	What should I care? As long as I'm paid...Those who think clinging to money is wrong have never been poor!
HECTOR:	Well... Well that may be, but...Some things you can't buy with money!
FARINA:	Why would I need anything like that? I must be off now. Murphy? Let's go.
HECTOR:	H-Hey, wait!
FARINA:	Ah...wha--Aiiiie!
HECTOR:	Whoa!
FARINA:	Oww...
HECTOR:	S-Sorry! You OK?
FARINA:	E-Even though you know I'm tired... How dare you make such advances!
HECTOR:	Hey! That's not it! W-Wait--I said I'm sorry! I mean, hey! You're the one that fell on me! That hurt! You and that Florina, man... I don't get it.
FARINA:	My! You have venom enough for me and my younger sister, I see!
HECTOR:	Gimme a break! And get away from there.
FARINA:	Oh, I see what's going on. You saw us three sisters... Fiora, Farina, and Florina, the beauties of Ilia... And you thought to take us all for yourself, didn't you!
HECTOR:	Don't make me part of your wacky fantasies!
FARINA:	All you nobles are the same. You treat us mercenaries as...as objects!
HECTOR:	Aw, c'mon, Farina... Man, that lady's got a screwy head...

Level A:

FARINA:	...huff...huff... Maybe... I over ...did it? I feel so...so faint...
HECTOR:	Hey, Farins! There you are! About what you were saying... Eh!? Farina? Hey! Farina!
FARINA:	Florina...
HECTOR:	Farina! Hey! You hurt?
FARINA:	Ungh...
HECTOR:	You awake?
FARINA:	What? I...
HECTOR:	You just keeled over. Gave me quite a scare! You all right?
FARINA:	Ah...thank you. Thank you, I'm fine now. I'm sure I would have been fine even if you hadn't come along.
HECTOR:	You're a real charmer, you know that? Anyway, you should take it easy. Just ask me or one of the other guys if you need any help.
FARINA:	What good would that do? Who's going to help a mercenary like me?
HECTOR:	Would you--
FARINA:	We mercenaries are pawns, bought for gold. it would be wrong for us to expect friendship from anyone. All we can trust... is gold.
HECTOR:	There you go again...
FARINA:	Speaking of going, good-bye!
HECTOR:	Hey, wait...
FARINA:	What now? Wh-What!? Let me go!
HECTOR:	Will you just calm down? you shouldn't be running around for a while. Just, don't leave. I want to be here if you collapse again, eh?
FARINA:	N-No! I'm leaving! you're just trying to make a case for lowering my wage!
HECTOR:	Arrgh! I keep telling you this has nothing to do with that! I can't just leave someone that looks ready to drop dead any second!
FARINA:	Hey...H-Hey...
HECTOR:	Ready? This is no problem. I'm stronger than the others. I'm helping you cause I want to, got it? So just you relax.
FARINA:	All... All right.