We'll win with a pincer attack for sure. "No, we should charge and break through." "Hildegarde, a pincer is our best bet." "But focusing our strength is faster! Plus, we can't heal each other if we're separated."

I should have known the 'born assassin of the south' would be good at billiards. "Enough flattery, 'hidden hunter of the north.' The next shot is the last, so if you want to work with me, you'd better not miss."

Get ready, ladies and gents, 'cause you're about to see a special show this evening. "The choir and circus have come together for a splendid duet. We hope you enjoy it!"

I'll show you the results of my training! Hearing Hope's enthused voice, I knew I had no choice but to give my all. Now a Templar, he was aiming to become the next Heavenwing, and asked me to assist him.

When I told Mitsuba I cut sashimi with my weapon, my friendly instruction in the use of kitchen knives began. "To maximize your ingredients, Melody," she said, "you gotta chop them with a specialized kitchen knife!"

Well, you little ones are up early today. Must be hungry, mmm? Well, I'm not done preparing breakfast just yet, so why don't you have a seat and wait? Yes, very good. It will be ready in short order.

A faerie and a vegetable napped peacefully in the forest. What could they be dreaming of? "Mmm... I want more berries... Zzzz..." Well, there's clearly no prize for guessing what the faerie dreams of. But the vegetable?

So I once worked as an apprentice maid in a manor with over a HUNDRED other maids! In particular, I worked with one maid who was my senior, one who came at the same time as me, and one who was my junior.

He was a lonesome dragon. Unloved. Neglected. Utterly alone. Alas, the piteous wretch Epimetheus knew not why he was condemned to be a prisoner of loneliness.

Whoa, hang on... Did you just paralyze it? "Affirmative. I have restricted its movement through concentrated elemental attacks." "Sounds like this is my shot. Let's goooo!" "Maomao maaao! (Get 'em! Get 'em good!)"