(A spin on the Ephraim and Chrom bromance I can't believe I didn't think of earlier. I don't like the name of this chapter at all...if anyone has suggestions, let me know.)
Eirika yawns in both boredom and exhaustion. She's been watching Ephraim and Chrom spar for almost an hour now, and while usually she would be invested in a fight like this, she doesn't usually sit in one place watching one continuous fight for that long.
"What's up?" A childish voice asks, settling beside her. "Watching our brothers go at it? They're something, aren't they?" The voice continues, and Eirika looks up enough to recognize the blond pigtails and blue eyes. Lissa.
"Well, yes, they're certainly something." Eirika makes a face.
"You know, they call themselves brothers now."
The Princess of Renais blinks.
"They do?"
"Yup! All the time! And y'know, that would make us sisters!"
"Well, it would, I suppose. So, are you proposing we fight like our brothers?"
Lissa frowns.
"No. I'm not much for fighting."
"Ah, you heal, correct?"
"Mhm!" She affirms proudly.
"Amazing. How do you do it?"
"Do what?"
"Make others stronger? Heal? How does it work?"
"Well, it's hard to explain, but healing...takes strength from the healer, and uses it to add strength to the one being healed."
"So you sacrifice your wellbeing for others? How noble!"
"Oh, it's not that hard..."
"Well it seems at least as hard as madly swinging a sword around!"
"I don't think you just madly swing a sword around! I'd say you have great technique, at least more than some other sword users I know..." She nods towards her brother.
Eirika giggles.
"Do you have an interest in learning swordplay?"
Lissa's eyes widen.
"Will you teach me?!"
"If you wish to learn."
"Of course I want to learn!" Lissa smiles, pulling Eirika into a hug. "Yaaaaaaay!"
Later, they stand in front of practice dummies, Eirika handing Lissa a blunt sword.
"Aw, I wanna use your sword..."
"You're not quite skilled enough for Siglinde yet, so let's train a little more before you try that."
"Fine..."
Eirika holds her ornate sword in front of her in a combative stance.
"Try to mimic what I'm doing."
Lissa fumbles with the sword, having trouble lifting it, but she eventually gets into a sloppy stance that semi-resembles the other woman's. Eirika slashes through a training dummy, straw flying everywhere. Lissa attempts to lift her sword enough to use it, but she has a little bit (a lot) of trouble.
"Um, I seem to be having some trouble with this..." she mumbles, blushing furiously.
"Oh. You're a little-"
"I'm not delicate!"
"...I wasn't going to say you were! I just, um, I think you need a lighter sword, since you're pretty...small."
"Well then we have to find one! Let's go, sis!" Lissa grabs onto Eirika's hand, pulling her along as she runs.
"Alright, slow down, sister! Please?!"
(Love how Gaiden (and SoV) deals with healing and magic. If you don't know, it takes hp to cast magic/heal in those games. Many don't like the system, but I like to think that's how magic works in the FE universe: the user takes some of their strength in order to preform magic.)
