It was dusk. By this time, little noise sounded through the camp as everyone began turning in. The children were preparing their tents to sleep, as they slept individually, or if it were the case, with their spouse, save for a few cases.

Like Morgan.

The latest child from the future encountered, Morgan was the odd one out. Not traumatized by the future, happy go lucky and generally cheery, which was attributed to the loss of her memory. There was one thing, however, that she didn't lose: her closeness to her parents. She always loved them, and even more now that she wanted to rediscover her memories.

That night, Morgan was sleeping with her parents as usual; the recently married Robin and Lucina. They were so close to each other, and finding Morgan only brought them closer.

Lucina was already dozing off, but Robin was finishing up tucking Morgan in.

"Good night, Morgan." said Robin in a sweet tone.

"Wait, Father. A question before we turn in?" asked Morgan.

A warm smile painted Robin's face. "Sure, Morgan. What's on your mind?" he asked.

"How did you and Mother get together?" she asked.

Robin let out a small chuckle. "By sleeping."

Morgan was left confused at the answer. "By sleeping, Father? That's an odd way to get together if you were barely getting to know each other."

"I forgot to mention the sleep talking part, then." said Robin.

"Sleep talking?" asked Morgan. "Now you're just baffling me."

"I figured you wouldn't believe me." said Robin. "We'd spy on each other those nights because we sleep talked. It usually had to do with the other. What I wouldn't give for those dreams again...but I digress. That's how we got together."

Morgan's face still looked unconvinced, but a lot more accepting. "Doesn't make much sense to me, but if that's how it happened...I can't argue."

"Don't let it get to you, Morgan. Maybe you'll find your significant other the same way." said Robin, turning out the candle.

Morgan was left in the darkness. "Yeah...I suppose." she said to herself as she caught some sleep.

Morgan slept peacefully that night, but in the middle of it, she heard something. A voice, calling out for someone.

"Robin..."

Morgan came to from hearing the voice, knowing that it was Lucina's. Adjusting her eyes to the darkness, she turned to see that Lucina was still very much asleep, yet saying gibberish.

"Mother? Are you awake?" whispered Morgan.

Lucian didn't even twitch at Morgan's question, still lost in her mind. But in a happy way.

"...cherish every moment with me." said Lucina.

Morgan was left confused at her mother talking in her sleep at first. Then it hit her. This seemed to be the sleep talking Robin told her about last night. Morgan wasn't really convinced of the idea, but now that she saw it in action, it got her quite curious.

"I'd love to see what she dreams of..." thought Morgan. "If only there were some way to do so..."

Morgan tucked herself back in bed and caught sleep for the rest of the night, uninterrupted by Lucina. As long as it was doable, Morgan would give anything to see what her mother saw.

As day dawned in camp, Morgan had got up early to stroll around, taking from her father. Last night was still of particular interest to her since what she dismissed as silly was confirmed to her firsthand. But she wanted to go deeper. She wanted to see what their minds saw in slumber, but to her knowledge, no spell existed for that. It bummed Morgan out a little, making her think that it'd be impossible.

Or not.

Lost in thought, she bumped into a certain someone due to not watching her step.

"Oh, sorry!" said Morgan. "I didn't see you there."

The figure, also wearing robes, turned to her. "Whoa there, watch out! Some say I'm cursing to the touch, nya ha ha!"

To her surprise, Henry was the one she bumped into. She didn't expect anyone other than Frederick up at this hour, much less Henry.

"Oh, hey there, Henry. Why up so early?" asked Morgan.

"I like to walk around and inspire myself for making dark spells, hehe. Though, I could also ask the same question to you too, little lady. Why are YOU up at this hour, hm?" asked Henry.

Morgan was left a bit cornered. She could speak up and risk the secret, or lie and find another way.

"I like to take after my father. He loves walking around early and late." answered Morgan.

Henry chuckled.

"That's a nice reason, but it doesn't detract from the fact that you look quite deep in thought about something. What's on your mind?" he asked.

Morgan nervously looked around.

"Can you keep a secret, Henry?" she asked.

A very curious smile painted Henry's face.

"Oooh! I love secrets! Tell me, what is it? Secret love? A fascination? Oh, I'm just so giddy to hear!" he said excitedly.

Morgan's nervous expression calmed down a little.

"See...my parents sleep talk. I've developed an interest in possibly seeing what they dream. Like, to go inside it. I don't even know if that's possible, though." she explained.

Henry's expression kept the same curious smile.

"Ah, a sneaky one, are we, dear Morgan? Luckily for you, I have something that may or may not help you. Come with me, little one, teehee!"

Henry walked towards his tent, Morgan following suit. When they reached it, Morgan got to see the insides. A lot of dead animals and books. Quite a creepy place to be. Henry went into a corner and started looking around.

"Hmm, now where did I leave that thing?" muttered Henry to himself. "Ah, here it is!"

Henry pulled out what looked like an amulet made of bronze, emitting a faint blue glow. It looked like any other amulet, really, but coming from Henry, something was bound to be up with it.

"This, dear Morgan, is a dream amulet. It came as the unfortunate result of a failed experiment, but seeing as it fits your needs, I can give it to ya!" he said, handing it to her.

Morgan examined the amulet closely. It was indeed a normal amulet, emitting a faint blue glow.

"How does it work?" she asked.

Henry put a hand on his chin.

"Well...all you have to do is think of the person whose dream you want to enter, go to sleep while wearing it, and you'll come to in a representation of their subconscious! Normally, you'd need some sort of bodily element to power it, but my dear Tharja did that for me while I was making it, hehe."

Morgan's expression went stale for a moment. Tharja did those things? New fact to her.

"Anyway." continued Henry. "There are rules to follow that I made up based on an interesting experience with Olivia. One, when they get up, it'll force you up as well, so watch it. Two, don't make the dreamer panic, or else they get up, and three, you do not enter the same person's mind two days in a row. Are we clear, missy?"

Morgan looked at Henry with a curious expression. What did he do with Olivia to make up those rules anyway? Either way, she had what she needed.

"Um...yeah. Thanks a bunch, Henry!"

"No problem!" he said. "I always love helping the aspiring little ones who want to learn. Go and have fun."

Morgan ran out of the tent, eager to try it on her first target: Lucina.