Level C:
WIL: Rath! Hey! It's been a while! You disappeared the second we all got to Castle Caelin! We worried about you!
RATH: ......
WIL: I ended up enlisting with Caelin. I'm still just a squire, but... still, I've come a long way! Oh, now that I think of it, did you hear that the soldiers of Laus attacked the castle? It was rough! They even took Lord Hausen!
RATH: ...I know. I heard... from Lyn.
WIL: So you met Lady Lyndis? Of course! That's why you're here! Hahaha... I'm such an idiot... So...what have you been up to since then?
RATH: ...... Same as before. Fighting as a mercenary, biding my time...
WIL: Huh? Biding your time? What is that supposed to mean?
RATH: ......
WIL: I-I'm sorry! I just asked without thinking!
RATH: It's all right...
WIL: Say... Since we found each other and all... How about fighting together? Come on! We make a good team! What do you say?
RATH: Yeah...sure.
WIL: All right! This is going to be great! Hey, I'll go see Merlinus and stock up on arrows! I'll bring some for you, too! Just wait right here!
RATH: ......
Level B:
WIL: So, the archers of Sacae, they're all mounted, aren't they? I'd have trouble just staying on... If I had to shoot, too, I'd be in trouble!
RATH: The beasts of Sacae are swift... If we could not shoot from the saddle, we would starve...
WIL: Hmm... I guess so. I just grew up in such a quiet little town... Our traps were always full, and we never wanted for rabbit.
RATH: ......
WIL: That's why I'm not so swift on the field. I can shoot pretty well, of course, but before I know it, the enemy's behind me... I hate to think on it! That's why it's so good to have a partner! I mean, you're amazing! You can shoot from far away, and you always know the enemy's numbers and positions...
RATH: ......
WIL: I tell you, I may not be the best archer... But I want to get better...so I can help Lady Lyndis... If I could just be half as good as you...
RATH: You are...strange.
WIL: Huh?
RATH: You are so quick to doubt yourself... You show others your weakness. Are you not afraid?
WIL: Afraid... ? No, of course not! I mean, we're not strangers! We're friends, right? Allies?
RATH: ......
WIL: Right?
RATH: ...... ...Yes, we are. But... Wil... You are still...strange.
WIL: Huh? W-Why? Nonsense, I'm normal! I might as well be Normal Archer number three!
RATH: ...Number three? Why three?
WIL: Well... No reason, I guess. It just seemed...pretty normal.
RATH: ......
WIL: Rath? Hey, wait up!
Level A:
RATH: ...Don't hold your reins... Loosen your knees...
WIL: Whoa! Whoa! Like...this?
RATH: Yes. Now slide forward, just like that.
WIL: Huh? Forward? How do I go...forward? Whaa!
RATH: Wil!
WIL: I-I'm fine. Owww...
RATH: You might be injured... Do you want to stop?
WIL: Hm? Why? No, no, I'm fine.
RATH: But...perhaps training on the battlefield is not a good idea...
WIL: But what choice have I got? We fight every day! Where else can I train but the battlefield? Oh! Wait... Are you trying to back out of this training exercise? Not a chance. You owe me for laughing at me before!
RATH: ...Before? ......Number ...three... ... ... ......
WIL: See!! You're doing it again!! I can't believe it!! You never laugh, but that whole "three" thing just slays you every time! Why!! Why!!
RATH: I'm sorry... ...I will teach you to ride. Forgive me.
WIL: Yeah, yeah, it's fine... just keep teaching me until I can ride, got it? Seriously! I mean it!
RATH: Yes, I understand.
WIL: You promised.
RATH: ...I swear on the honor of my tribe..
WIL: Now, you don't have to go make that big a deal out of it...
RATH: No...I swear by Mother Earth and Father Sky... Because...you have taught me something important as well.