Sumia: I realized I was using those stories to run away from myself. Sumia: Gosh, I never figured anyone would give two hoots. Sumia: You want pies every day until you die?

Isn't this field sooo pretty? So then I asked who made the gods! I can't help thinking that it was partly my fault.

Sumia: Hee hee! Still, I suppose a short nap couldn't hurt. And I know your father feels that same way. Or at least, I was.

What's your secret? Heh. Let's forget about war for a bit and just have a nice chat... Did I tell you I bought this tea from a traveling merchant? Gaius: Ugh, gross. Chrom! It's PERFECT!

Just a bit of spice here and a pinch of herb there... You can make something taste like anything if you know the tricks.

It is yours now. And besides, we're all tired. This horse escaped the paddock during the night. Sumia: Oh yeah? What have you done to me?! I'm baaaaack! Are you sure I'm allowed to have such a treasure? Lemme just set the cake down for a second.

Sumia: I don't want the moon, Frederick.

Sully: Huh.

Robin: So then? Sumia: Oh, Frederick! Chrom: So embarrassing! I might have wrestled that beast all day without you! I stayed up far too late reading it. Sumia: Okay! Demons and devils lurk in shadows dark! Sumia: But I can't believe I got lost patrolling the camp. I baked you a pie. Chrom: Couldn't we just do flower fortunes? Sumia: I like the way you think, Sumia!

Cordelia: But what if you get a bad fortune? Sumia: You'd do that for me? Although I guess you can say that about almost anything. It makes me wish I was more like you. Are you ready?

Sumia: Wash her? While the hit manages to snap Chrom back to his senses, Chrom is left slightly dazed.

Robin: Er, I think you're missing the point of—

Of thirty-seven.

Did you need something?, Sumia: Um, no. How about a cup of elderberry tea? I didn't mean to imply... A-actually, did you say "Wyvern Wars"? I always find it relaxing to do a little light reading in the evening. But if Sumia thinks it'll make me feel better, I suppose I should force it down... Mmm?

Besides, serving as a soldier isn't all that bad. Chrom: Not as much as looking after the pegasi, I wager.

Sumia: That was...weird.

Sumia: Of course I do, Henry. I didn't know it was possible to get stung this much. Sumia: "My friend, Gaius..." Hee hee. Robin: What a good idea! Sumia:

Oh, hello, Chrom. The little purple ones? Chrom: What is it? Sully: And talk about horses! Are you all right?!

That's when I noticed my poor pegasus was as dirty as a farm hog! Sumia: Sumia: Here's your beehive, Gaius—catch! Someone threw them out of a wagon, so I figured I'd give them a good home.

Sully: Yeah, but that's a HORSE! Sumia: Hee hee.

Cynthia: Or the time you went into a blood frenzy and downed friend and foe alike! This page was last edited on 7 November 2016, at 22:11. Sumia: Oh, wonderful! Cordelia: Why? Frederick: I have sworn to serve Chrom and the Shepherds to the best of my ability. Frederick: Ah, Sumia. Cynthia: Friends? Of course I'm worried. Bye, Gaius! Sumia: The matter? I know we need them if we're to win this war. Er, that is...if you consent? And I promise to build a peace that will endure for generations. Sumia: Chrom?! Robin: Er, I think you're missing the point of— Sumia:

Henry: Great! Heavens, there were times I forgot to FEED her! Such endless fighting wears on everyone. Wait! And there's lots of... Well, ribald parts. Hey, what are you doing, anyway? Bees! My next book will be about a girl who's clumsy and plain like me! Sumia: Er...did I do that? Sumia: I'm so sorry, Frederick!

I will treasure it all of my days. Gaaaaaaius! Sumia: "Mad Tales of a Bloodthirsty Falcon Knight"! Henry: No problem! Don't you ever sleep? I just tripped on a pebble. Henry: Yeah, it's just a temporary hex, unfortunately. Frederick: Good morning, Sumia. Sumia: If the fortune is good, you work hard to keep things the same so it won't change. Sumia: Hee hee! Henry: ...There. H-hi, Cordelia! I'm so sick of being the girl whose main contribution is falling on her face! It's an honor and a privilege to serve you. I'll help out in any way I can. Chrom: A pie shared with friends is twice as tasty. Cordelia: They don't? Chrom: That girl has a strange knack for getting her way... Sumia: Chrom? Robin: Oh? Robin: Er, thank you, but I don't like to read scary stories before bed. Wh-what's happening? Humans and horses both need friends to lean on sometimes. Henry: This is NOT what I had in mind! Gaius: Don't worry about it, Stumbles. Sumia: Look! Or goat? Sumia: Sorry, what was that? Sumia: Oh, hello, Robin! Frederick: You have a gift, milady. It's moving! And I promise to build a peace that will endure for generations. Cordelia: I still disapprove of such superstitious nonsense, but if you insist... Look! All I'm good for is falling on my face! You might hurt me! You're a true wizard of the kitchen. Her favorite stories are the Ribald Tales of the Faith War. Sumia: No. You carry twice the burden of anyone. Nya ha! Please don't cry! You don't understand, Cordelia! Maybe that'll help? You're the one who polished my armor to such a lovely sheen, right? Sumia: Oh!

Here, lemme look. Really.

Lucina: Hmm. Now, it could be a systemic cardiovascular issue, but I'm thinking—

I suppose it IS a little bright. Sumia: Hee hee. ...Plus I was running out of books. Huh? Chrom: It won't come easy. Oh my goodness! Anyway, I'll leave you to it. I'm great! Gaius: Er, you know what? You mustn't give up. Sumia: Er, that is...if you consent?

Collect more honey! Then I shall not rest until I find you the PERFECT dress. I'm inspecting everyone's weapons and armor to ensure all is ready for battle.

Robin: Oh, goodness! But what am I supposed to do with— Gah!

Henry: Hey, no need for the soup buffet. He definitely thinks that. Sumia has a unique color scheme as a Pegasus Knight and Falcon Knight. Henry: Your heart was racing constantly! I've already tried banging my head against a post, but nothing. There's bound to be a hive around here somewhere.

Henry: B-but, wh-what if you fall off?! So yes! Chrom: You deserve better than a battlefield, but right now that's where I need you. What do you recommend? How about a cup of elderberry tea? That's what my mother used to say anyway—and she was always right!

Sumia: Oh, I'm so glad you liked it. Um, all right. Sumia: You're a good friend, Henry. Cordelia: That is...the most sensible nonsense I have ever heard. But I like looking after them even more.

...Delighted and honored. Henry: Ohmigosh! Sumia: Oh, I just keep trying until a good one pops up again! ...And grinding flour.

Don't mind me now—just eat your pie! Morgan: Yay! ...A lesson which I can see you've learned. Ooh, it's so thrilling to be able to help out like this! While it is a bit pie-centric, her C-support (where pies are nowhere to be seen!) Frederick: I-it's quite all right, milady. Sumia: Er, well, I'm not sure if that's a good idea, but...all right. ...... Um, was that too sudden? Sumia: Oh, it's nothing. But apart from THAT, it's easy as...well, pie! Your kindness has warmed my heart. It's roughly based on historical events, but all the characters are made up. You're a true wizard of the kitchen.
What are you doing up so early?

Lucina: I know! What if I'd turned your guts into pudding or whatever it is you dark mages do? I've always wanted to read that one!

Gaius: Yeah, okay, that's great.

Chrom: No mutton? But I was wrong. You're perfect as you are!

Robin: Novels are good. Robin: I know what you mean.

Just as long as it's not TOO stylish. I'll...be fine.

Sumia: Of COURSE I'll marry you! ...Do you think that's weird? Sully: Yeah, I know how you feel. Robin: Novels are good. I gotta fly. And you know the latch on the gate? Don't mind me now—just eat your pie! You deserve a rest. Sumia at first does not believe that she is Lucina until she sees the Brand of the Exalt on her left eye, the same one on baby Lucina. Heh. Even without my memories, there's an invisible thread that links us.

Right, I'm going to check it out. You're a true daughter to me. Family-style fate! Just as Chrom is about to be hit by multiple Javelins, Sumia makes a timely rescue on the pegasus she encountered earlier. Sumia: ...I guess I'm going to need to be more selective about which historians I talk to. It's bound to bring SOMETHING back if I stare at it long enough.

Ah-hah! I must have seen your face a million times in the future. Gaius: Look, when we started this conversation, I told you I had something for you, right? But I suppose that's obvious. Robin: What a good idea! Sumia should spend some time in the Dark Flier class regardless of the player's final class for her since she can learn the useful Galeforce skill. Hel-LOOOOOO?!

Cynthia: Good grief! Or are you more of a nonfiction type? You're kind to say so. It's true! That's what my mother used to say anyway—and she was always right! I can talk about horses all damn day. Sumia: "Ribald Tales of the Faith War." Robin: So, what are you reading now? Well, that's just not healthy! I was just pretending to be the heroine. Sumia: That's how we end up fighting wars over ideas. Sully: You're spoiling the animal!

Gaius: This kid's braver and more thoughtful than I realized... Wait! Still, I wish I understood why they held such sway over you. "The Princess Who Fell Down the Stairs"!

This cutscene title applies to both the Japanese and North American versions of the game, but is called "The Rescue" in the European version. 'Lucina: And I can't wait to see how it fits! Sumia: No, I didn't promise anything! About bringing you into all this, I mean.

Sumia: Oh, nothing special. Sumia: But troubled times are when people need a nice cup of tea most! I just want you! Because I'll bake until my hands fall off! She's been my stalwart friend and ally ever since, but I don't even deserve her! I know you're very busy. You mean the pegasus?