What's wrong, Eliwood? Are you tired?

No... My apologies.

There's no need to apologize; you're so stiff.

No one will mind if you relax a bit more.

Okay...

But...

The same goes for you too, father.

Lord Elbert! Lord Eliwood!

Marcus?

It is already time to eat. Lady Eleanora is waiting.

Lord Eliwood, please allow me to put away that sword.

Ohh, that time already, is it?

It's fine, Marcus. It won't take much time, so let me do it myself.