Shamir & Cyril A

Shamir
Listen carefully, Cyril. This is important.

Shamir
Are you interested in becoming a better archer?

Cyril
Um, yeah. I always wanna get better.

Shamir
Good. Then you need to find another teacher.

Cyril
What? Why would I need another teacher?

Shamir
Because I said so.

Cyril
Have I done something wrong, Shamir?

Shamir
Not at all.

Cyril
Why do I need a new teacher then?!

Shamir
I simply have nothing left to teach you.

Cyril
Nah, that can't be true.

Shamir
It is. Your fighting style is fundamentally different from mine.

Shamir
I'm a sniper. I find a secluded spot on the battlefield and pick my enemies off one by one.

Shamir
But you, you're a harrier. You weave in and out of the battlefield, assailing the enemy with rapid fire.

Cyril
A sniper...and a harrier?

Shamir
Correct. And your progress has revealed where your strengths lie.

Shamir
I've taught you as much as I can.

Shamir
You'll have to find a teacher who specializes in your tactics if you wish to grow.

Cyril
Hmm...

Cyril
No. You're my teacher. That's how I want things.

Cyril
I don't know about specializations or whatever, but I know I don't want a different teacher.

Shamir
Then you'll never improve...

Cyril
I'm fine with you, and I don't want anyone else!

Cyril
I only want you, forever and ever!

Shamir
...

Cyril
...

Shamir
OK, Cyril. Let's forget this conversation ever happened. And...thank you.

Shamir
Now stop standing around. We have work to do.

Cyril
Yeah... OK.