Author's Notes:
Okay, so I'm aware some may not agree with the direction this support is gonna take, but there's no way that they're going to canonically kill Fjorm, so like, this is my personal way to cover it up.
Eir and Fjorm
C support
Eir: Fjorm…
Fjorm: Hello, Eir. What is the matter?
Eir: I require immediate assistance. It's a matter of life or death.
Fjorm: Okay! Lead the way!
Eir: Here we are…
Fjorm: Oh, it's a bird nest. With eggs!
Eir: Yes.
Fjorm: It's a neat thing to see, but why is it so important?
Eir: Can't you see? They are being left unattended. I've been watching the nest for hours and the mother hasn't returned to the nest. What if the eggs are taken and eaten by a wild animal?
Fjorm: It's very sweet of you to be concerned, but perhaps the mother hasn't returned because you've been near the eggs.
Eir: Oh… That makes sense…
Fjorm: How come these eggs mean so much to you?
Eir: Because, those baby birds have yet to live. They shouldn't be denied life.
Fjorm: Ah, I see. We'll make sure those baby birds hatch safely.
Eir: Really?
Fjorm: Absolutely!
Eir: Thank you.
B support:
Fjorm: Goodbye, baby birds.
Eir: I'm so happy they all hatched and are healthy.
Fjorm: So am I. I'm glad you showed me the nest.
Eir: Fjorm, I have a question.
Fjorm: Yes?
Eir: What does your life mean to you?
Fjorm: I, well… I wish to use my life to help those who helped me.
Eir: But I can tell you won't be alive much longer. Yet, you do not seek aid, nor tell the ones who care about you.
Fjorm: H-how do you know that I don't have much longer?
Eir: I can just sense it.
Fjorm: I see… Well, I don't want my friends to worry about me. They've already done more than I can repay.
Eir: Seems to me that you don't care enough to tell them when someone they love is in danger.
Fjorm: Huh?
Eir: I don't wish to see you go so early, and I haven't spent as much time with you. Alfonse and the others would be heartbroken. Especially when you didn't tell them and give them a chance to find a way to help you.
Fjorm: I…
Eir: Forgive me. Perhaps I was out of line. Goodbye, Fjorm.
Fjorm: …
A support:
Fjorm: Eir, I need to talk.
Eir: Yes?
Fjorm: I must know… Is there a way to keep me here longer? To remove the illness from me?
Eir: Yes. Which is why I wish you would have asked me. My dagger, Lyfjaberg can grant life to those with the proper compassion in their heart. However, there is a risk… If there is no compassion, but only hatred, you will die.
Fjorm: …
Eir: Don't worry. That will not happen with you. I can already see your heart is full of love. Love for your family, for your home, and for someone here...but I can't make out who yet.
Fjorm: W-well...perhaps it's not time for it to be publicly known yet…?
Eir: Perhaps. Shall we proceed with removing the illness?
Fjorm: Yes… Please.
Eir: As you wish.
Fjorm: …
Eir: …
Eir: It is done. Worry not about the illness any longer. It cannot kill you now.
Fjorm: *hug* Thank you… I owe you so much.
Eir: Just spend your time with those you care about. Death is something I wish upon nobody.
Fjorm: I will. Thank you, Eir… *sniff*
Eir: Be aware that I cannot help you again like this. It would end in tragedy.
Fjorm: I understand. I won't waste this time. In fact, I can think of no other way to finish the day than by having some tea with you.
Eir: I would like that.