Pr.Marth:Beg pardon…Do I…know you?
Tiki:Ah!Y-you must be mistaken, sire.
Pr.Marth:I see…Forgive me. It’s just-you remind me so much of a girl I know.
Tiki:Do I? …what sort of girl?
Pr.Marth: Well, she’s younger then you-just a child,really. But she’s so kind and innocent-she beams when she smiles.
Tiki:So dose that mean she…
Tiki:Well,is she important to you?
Pr.Marth:Of course. She’s like…Well, like a little sister to me. I suppose.
I could not bear to lose her.
Tiki:Do you mean that?
Pr.Marth:With all my heart.The girl has been through terrible hardships despite her age.The least I could do is stand by her until she finds a happy future.
Pr.Marth:But listen to me. What a bore! I shall leave you here, my lady. Good luck in the field.
Tiki:Thank you, Mar-Mar. For standing by me…