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George: Hey, Brown. What do you think Nobility is?
Brown Bess: That’s a stupid question. I’m a gun of the British Empire; Nobility is no more or less than chivalry. I can’t think of any other meaning.
Brown Bess: What does it mean to you?
George: For me... I want to help.
*scene changes from a black background to a castle*
Brown Bess: You want to help...? Help who?
George: People who are in trouble. Anyone who needs me.
Brown Bess: I see. ......helping the weak is a form of chivalry. That’s Nobility as you see it, then.
Brown Bess: However... in order to help the weak, you have to be strong. And that may mean destroying yourself...
Brown Bess: Are you prepared to become a sacrifice for the sake of helping others?
George: Am I prepared...? I think it’s different from how you describe “prepared”, but...
*scene changes back to a black background*
George: In the beginning, I didn’t exist yet. My reason for being here is to help others... or something like that.
Brown Bess: ......? What are you saying...?
George: So that’s what it means to me. I love you and everyone else, so I want to help!
*Brown Bess disappears*
George: ...? Huh?
George: Did someone just call for me...? Or for that matter... where is this place?
*Brown Bess reappears*
Brown Bess: I’m... If I’m talking to you like this, perhaps something’s changed.
George: Huh? Brown?
*scene changes to a classroom*
Jitte: ...kun. George-kun! C’mon, wake up~!
George: ...hah! A-A dream...!?
George: Jitte, and... Master? Where am I...?
Jitte: In the classroom. Class is already over.
George: Eh!? Wait, does that mean... I slept through it all!?
Master:
• You slept a lot, George.
• You looked quite comfortable.
Jitte: Fortunately, the instructor let it slide today, but they were astounded.
Jitte: You were muttering in your sleep quite a bit— were you talking to someone in your dream?
George: Yeah... Somehow... it feels like I was dreaming about something important.
Master:
• How so?
• What kind of dream?
George: Um... huh? Why? I can’t remember...!
Jitte: You can’t remember it? Heheh. How very like you, George.
Jitte: You look refreshed, so it was probably a good dream, don’t you think?
George: Eh? Do I? Yeah... I guess that’s true. Well, whatever. ☆