Umbreon: Seven center targets, two off-center, one wide. Not bad, but could be better... Espeon: Prince Takumi? Are you practicing your archery here in secret? Umbreon: P-Princess Camilla! I wasn't hiding it, if that's what you're implying. Espeon: How curious. Then why come so far out into the deepest part of the woods to practice? Umbreon: B-because! There's no PEOPLE here to distract me! Espeon: Oh my. I seem to have struck a nerve. Ahahah... Umbreon: What do you want, anyway? Espeon: You always seem so flustered. It makes me want to take you under my wing. Umbreon: I can take care of myself, thank you! I don't need anyone looking out for me! A-and I am NOT flustered! Espeon: Did I hurt your feelings? I'm sorry, Prince Takumi. You're cute when you're angry, though. Umbreon: Wh-whatever! I was ready to pack up here anyway! Espeon: Ahahah. Some other time, then.
