Lucina: Brady...
Brady: That's my name!
Lucina: I'm a little late in this, but thank you for your help before. I did as you said, and I feel completely recovered! In fact, it may just be in my head, but I actually feel lighter on my feet than ever.
Brady: Well, don't go pushing yourself, twinkle toes. You only get one body.
Lucina: I'll be careful. ...... Meanwhile, I fear you're looking as sallow as ever.
Brady: Hey, this is my natural color! And quit yer worryin' about me! We're done here! Git!
Lucina: Not yet, we aren't! It's my turn to aid you. You didn't let me help you at all when you came down with that cold. I won't be denied the chance again! I WILL help you, Brady.
Brady: You can start by lettin' go! Gya! Getcha stinkin' paws off'a me!
Lucina: Struggling is...futile! Hurk! I can...outgrapple you!
Brady: Waugh! What part of helping me involves a submission hold?!
Lucina: The part where you refuse to submit! Now, submit! Give your body over to me!
Brady: D-Don't go sayin' crap like that were folks can hear y—OUCH! Agh! Uncle! Uncle!
Lucina: Believe it or not, I'm quite the masseuse.
Brady: GAAH?! My neck! My back! Ngh! ...Oh god, I heard somethin' snap!
Lucina: Does that hurt? I hadn't even begun to apply any real pressure. ...I think someone might be exaggerating.
Brady: I think someone might have his shoulder dislocated! Please stop! Owww!
Lucina: ...Oh. Sorry. I didn't realize.
Brady: Yeesh! Feels like I just ran through a gauntlet or two...
Lucina: How very strange... Everyone else I've done this for has needed at least that much pressure to feel it.
Brady: Well, I guess I'm just one'a the gods' special little critters. Next time be a bit more gentle, will ya?
Lucina: I'll be more careful. I promise.
Brady: Good. And, uh, thanks, I guess. ...For the thought, anyway.