Hilda Valentine Goneril

Support C

Hilda: OK, I am fuuuull. Want some, Professor?

Claude: Don't fall for it, Teach. Hilda's gifts always come with a price. She'll be asking you to do this or that for her in return, mark my words.

Support B

Claude: This meager meal isn't enough to fill me up. I'd really prefer a daily, lavish feast!

Hilda: Feasts are special because they're kinda rare. If you had a feast every day, you'd start to be sick of 'em.

Support A

Hilda: Thanks to you two, I get to sit down and enjoy this tasty meal.

Claude: A meal you can eat while listening to Hilda praise you is a gift all its own. Right, Teach?

Support C

Lorenz: I am pleased to dine with such suitable companions.

Hilda: Is there such a thing as an unsuitable dinner companion?

Support B

Hilda: Nothing like a tasty meal after some grueling work. Lorenz, you've hardly eaten anything.

Lorenz: There is no need to rush. I prefer to take my time.

Support A

Hilda: Always happy to join the professor for a meal. Oh, and I'm glad you're here too, Lorenz!

Lorenz: The pleasure is entirely mine, Hilda.

Support C

Marianne: It's...delicious.

Hilda: I know! So tasty. It would be nice if you spoke up once in a while though.

Support B

Marianne: Food tastes better when I get to share it with you.

Hilda: I feel the same! Let's fill up so that we feel good and energized.

Support C

Hilda: Look at us, sitting down and enjoying a meal together. Just like the good old days, eh, Baltie?

Balthus: Heh, that's right. Brings me back to the days when you, Holst, and I were inseparable.

Support B

Balthus: We may not have a lot more chances to eat together like this. But don't go getting all sentimental on me, got it?

Hilda: No morbid talk allowed while we're eating, Baltie. You hear me? None of us are dying any time soon.