The next morning, Coran woke up in their bed. They sat up slowly and stretched, feeling sluggish, before yawning and getting up to do what they could only assume was their usual morning routine. After brushing their teeth, they took a quick shower. They found themself feeling strangely anxious as the showered, almost as if they weren't allowed to spend more than 10 minutes cleaning themself. Their next course of action was to get dressed and get something to eat. Not really in the mood to put on nice clothes as they weren't planning on leaving the house, they settled for clean pajama bottoms and their hoodie they had when they were hit by Frederick's car only three nights ago. As they got to the bottom of the stairs, they heard the doorbell ring, making them jump slightly from the sudden sound.

Coran felt an odd sense of relief that they couldn't begin to understand, and an urge to go back to their room entered their mind. Looking around showed that Emmeryn wasn't around, and Coran deduced that Chrom and Lissa were still asleep. Something in the back of their head was telling them to not answer the door under any circumstance, but the thought felt foolish when they focussed on it. They still didn't want to answer the door, though. It wasn't until the person had rung the doorbell twice that Coran finally forced themself to answer the door. Upon realizing they were too short to look through the peephole without some form of effort, Coran opened the door and hoped for the best.

The person standing on the other side of the door had messy hair nearly as white as Henry's and tanned skin that made Coran feel slightly uneasy. His eyes behind the thick black glasses were a rich chocolate brown, and Coran noted a small earring in his right ear. He wore a simple cream coloured buttoned shirt and dark pants with his purple Vans. A dark, slightly bulging messenger bag was slung over his shoulder. Realizing Coran wouldn't be the first to speak, the taller of the two opened his mouth to greet them.

"Hello, I'm Robin. Does Chrom live here?" His voice was polite and neutral, and had an accent that sounded vaguely like Henry's.

Coran stared at him. Something about him seemed awfully familiar, though Coran couldn't remember meeting him. Perhaps they had known each other before Coran had lost their memories? But Robin didn't seem to have recognized them, so that doesn't seem likely. The white haired boy waited patiently for a response, trying not to be concerned by the silent person in front of him. Coran seemed to remember that they hadn't responded and they felt their cheeks flush.

"A-ahh, s-sorry! Y-you just seem w-weirdly f-familiar…"

"I don't think we've met? I've lived in Plegia most of my life. I didn't move to Ylisstol until last month."

"O-oh…" There was a moment of silence before Robin spoke.

"Does Chrom live here? I'm supposed to be helping him with schoolwork or something along those lines."

"O-oh, yes, s-sorry! I-I think he's still sleeping… You can c-come in though." Coran opened the door all the way and stepped back, letting the white haired male inside.

"This is a nice home." Robin commented before turning to face Coran. "You never said your name."

"I-I'm sorry! My name is C-Coran…"

"I used to know someone named Coran. He…" Robin frowned as if trying to recall a lost memory. "He never left his house. I don't really remember anything about him. He had a twin sister, though. She looked nothing like him." Coran frowned. Robin seemed to be lost in thought. "I can't remember what he looked like, but I know he looked nothing like his sister. It's funny." Robin smiled at his vague childhood memories. "I moved away from that town when I turned 6, though. I haven't seen either of them since then." Coran didn't know what to say. "Sorry, I'm probably boring you."

"N-no, you're not! I-I just think it's r-really weird that y-you used to know somebody with m-my name…" Coran said the next sentence in a mumble. "I-I can't even remember anything before t-three days ago…" Robin blinked before smiling at Coran.

"Who needs the past? We're all living in the present and looking to the future after all." Coran smiled back at him, absentmindedly playing with their hoodie.

"O-oh, I should probably g-go w-wake up Chrom! Umm, m-make yourself at h-home I guess?" Robin nodded and began to look at the bookshelf in the living room.

Coran went upstairs quickly, ignoring the growing hunger pains in their stomach. They almost felt as though being hungry was a natural thing for them, though they couldn't imagine why. Upon reaching Chrom's door, they hesitated. What if Chrom was grumpy at being woken up? Remembering Robin waiting downstairs, they worked up the nerve, gently knocking on the door. Upon receiving no response, they sighed before knocking harder. It was at this time that Coran decided Chrom was most certainly fast asleep. They groaned before going back downstairs.

"I-I don't wanna g-go in his room…" Coran mumbled an apology to Robin.

"It's fine. His loss if he doesn't want to get his work done. Besides, I don't mind talking to you. It's almost like talking to an old friend I haven't seen in a long while." Coran smiled a little.

"Y-yeah… C-can you tell me about P-Plegia?" The name felt strange on their lips, and they wondered if it had anything to do with their lost memory.

"Hmm… Well, it's west of Ylisse. Most of it is in the desert, so there's not much water and it's really hot, much hotter than it is here. It was still a fun place despite its flaws, though. Lots of people there are gifted in magic, but we didn't have much in the way of wildlife after you left the areas around the border. Unfortunately, it's also home to the largest population of Grimleal members in the world." Robin shook his head at the mention of the group Coran somehow seemed to know was a cult. "They were the main reason my mom moved to Ylisse with my sister and I. It took her a long time to save up enough money, but we recently moved into an apartment nearby." Robin blinked, adjusting his glasses and smiling in slight embarrassment. "Sorry, here I am telling you my life story when you can't even remember four days ago."

"N-no it's alright! I-I like hearing about it…" Before Robin could respond, there was a knock at the door. Coran briefly wondered why the person didn't ring the doorbell before going to answer the door.

"Henry?"

"Nyahaha, hey Coran! Did you get even cuter since yesterday?"

"H-Henry!"

Coran was immediately swept up in a hug from the pale boy and a blush made its way onto their face. They began to giggle at the unexpected guest as they hugged him back. Henry's ever-present smile was just as cheerful as it had been the day before, and Coran didn't know what to say. After Henry put them down, the two of them began walking to the living room. The pale boy spoke up.

"Betcha weren't expecting me, huh?"

"N-no, actually, what are you doing here?" Coran remembered Emmeryn saying she would try to contact Henry's parents, but the blonde woman didn't say she had done so, so the brunette was indeed surprised.

"I was in the neighborhood so I felt like stopping by."

"You live across town." Before Henry could answer, Robin looked up from his book in shock.

"Wait, Henry?" The tanned boy looked shocked, though Coran couldn't quite tell if he was happy or frustrated.

"Yessir!"

"Henry Sharma?"

"Right again!"

"The silver-haired legend of PAMI?"

"Woah, do you know me?"

"I just said you were a legend." Robin stood, walking over to him with a frown on his face. "You're exactly how I… how they describe you, unfeeling smile and everything."

"U-umm…" Coran felt mildly confused and left out of the conversation. Robin provided them with an explanation.

"As you already know, I used to live in Plegia. PAMI, the school I went to, is the Plegia Academy for the Magically Inclined. Henry used to go to that school, though he mysteriously disappeared one day after…" Robin stopped talking. He seemed uncertain as to whether he should finish his sentence. Henry's ever-present smile stayed in place, but Coran noticed him tense up. "Nevermind. All I was saying is that he disappeared one day." Robin addressed Henry directly. "Everybody still talks about you. About how you never stopped smiling. They're all convinced you've died. They think your spirit is still at the school, ready to destroy anyone it doesn't like."

"B-but why would his sp-spirit be like that? Henry isn't l-like that at all!" Coran paused. "... Is he?" The amnesiac looked up at Henry, who hadn't said a word.

"... Maybe just someone with the same name." Robin suddenly stated, his eyes narrowing. "I seem to have a talent for meeting people with names of others I used to know."

The tension in the room was obvious. Henry hadn't moved a muscle, and Robin wouldn't take his eyes off of the tallest person in the room. Robin slowly backed away, before turning around and going to sit back on the couch. He looked up at Henry once more, in what Coran could only describe as a glare, before going back to his book. A glance at the cover revealed to Coran that it was actually a Thoron tome. It was quite obvious that Robin actually did know Henry, despite what his final words had been. The small amnesiac looked between the two of them, before putting their hand on Henry's arm. Much to their shock, they could feel how tense he was. They hugged the pale boy, patting his back in an attempt to sooth him, though they didn't know what was wrong. Soon, Henry spoke, acting as if nothing had happened.

"Anyways, what's Robin doing here in the first place?"

"I never told you my name." The boy on the couch frowned.

"Oh, it's no biggie. A little birdie told me~"

"... Well, I'm here to tutor Chrom, but he's asleep, so I'm studying for my placement exam on Saturday."

"W-wait, really? Th-that's what I'm s-supposed to be d-doing, too."

"Hey cool, you can study together!"

Coran smiled up at Henry, though their smile was slightly uneasy. They wondered what was really going on inside his head? A growl from their stomach stopped any string of conversation about to happen, and Coran blushed, covering their mouth with their hand for a reason they didn't understand. That's not where the sound came from, after all. Henry began to laugh his odd laugh, which Coran suddenly realized really was empty and emotionless. They frowned, uncovering their mouth as their hands went into the pockets of their hoodie, blush still present on their face.

"Aww, have you even eaten today?" Coran shook their head. "That's not so good. You have to eat to be healthy and happy! That's what Sis's mom is always saying. I'll go make you something to eat!"

"H-Henry, you don't h-have to…" Coran vaguely wondered what he meant by his sister's mom. Wouldn't his sister's mom also be his mom?

"Well I want to." The taller one stuck his tongue out like a child before walking to the kitchen. Coran almost asked how he knew where the kitchen was before sighing and decided it didn't matter. They looked over at Robin, who was ignoring them.

"H-hey, Robin?"

"Hmm?"

"W-what happened before Henry d-disappeared?"

"... It's not my place to tell you." He averted his eyes. "Only Sharma has that right." It took Coran a moment to remember that 'Sharma' was apparently Henry's last name, but after this realization Coran nodded.

"O-okay…"

The room was silent, only interrupted by the occasional page-turning from Robin. Coran didn't know what to do with themself, so they turned to the bookshelf and pretended to look for something to read. They weren't in the mood to read, but it beat standing there awkwardly. Their mind started to wander. What was Henry's deal? Upon first meeting him, Coran hadn't noticed anything unusual, but with Robin's reaction to meeting him, and his brief story, they weren't sure what to think. Chrom definitely disliked him as well, though they couldn't imagine why. Coran sighed. They just wanted to eat and take a nap. Sure they had just woken up, but they didn't want to accept that Henry wasn't just a happy guy. The two of them had only met yesterday, though, so they weren't expecting Henry to tell them anything. After thinking for a while longer, they felt slim arms wrap around their waist. Coran felt a blush rising as Henry put his chin on their head.

"Breakfast's ready~"

"O-okay."

Henry led them by the hand to the dining room, and Coran once again wondered how the pale boy seemed to know the entire layout of their house already. It seemed he had made them pancakes and arranged a side dish of various fruits, such as raspberries, blueberries, blackberries. apple slices, pieces of melon, and sliced kiwi. There was a teapot next to it, along with several substances to be mixed into it. Coran blinked, not exactly sure when they sat down. They turned to face Henry, who was sitting in a chair next to them.

"You put this together for m-me?"

Henry nodded, and Coran felt a blush rise to their cheeks, feeling bad that Henry cooked for them despite it not even being his house. Coran ate while Henry told them funny stories about animals. They mixed honey into their tea and ate all the fruit excepting the blackberries. Before Coran could feel bad for not eating everything, Henry began to eat the neglected fruit, so they decided to mention nothing of it. After finishing their food, the two of them stayed in the dining room, Henry sharing fantastical stories of demons and witches. Robin showed up in the doorway and cleared his throat to announce his appearance before speaking.

"I'm going to go wake up Chrom. Which room is his?"

"Umm…" Coran didn't get the chance to answer, because Henry beat them to the chase.

"Upstairs, second door to the right!" Robin nodded, leaving, and Coran couldn't not ask him a question that was on their mind.

"H-how do you know the entire layout to th-this house?"

"A little birdie told me~" Henry left it at that.

Upstairs, Robin was grumbling to himself. The only reason he was even at that house still was because he was getting paid. To tutor someone. Someone who wasn't even awake. Robin sighed. It shouldn't be his job to wake this Chrom guy up, so why was he bothering? As if it weren't bad enough that he had to wake up someone who didn't value his education enough to be ready for his tutor, he had run into the infamous Sharma boy. Robin probably would have left if he didn't need the money. His mother had barely been able to scrape up enough cash to move him and his sister to Ylisstol, so the three of them all had to work as hard as they could just to survive in the slightly pricey city. He felt a pang of sadness. Sure, Ylisstol was a great place, but everything felt so busy all of a sudden, the weather was colder, he didn't have any friends, his sleep schedule was ruined, and he missed home. The Plegian boy shook his head to clear his mind of those thoughts and and looked at the door to Chrom's room.

He knocked. Upon receiving no response, he grumbled to himself, opening the door. It felt weird to be waking this person up despite not having met him yet, but Robin was sick of sitting around and studying information he had already memorized. The room wasn't dark, as the sunlight was streaming through the window. Robin frowned upon seeing the messy state of the room. He had half a mind to pick up all the dirty clothes, but it wasn't his room, so that would probably be seen as odd. The tanned boy stood awkwardly in the stranger's room, not sure what to do for a moment. After firming up his resolve, he walked over to the bed, noting that this Chrom fellow had blue hair. Robin shook his shoulders, and Chrom began to wake up, turning to face the tanned boy. The newly awakened teen yawned before speaking.

"Mmm, who're you?" Chrom was still mostly asleep.

"I…" His voice caught in his throat as he realized that Chrom was actually fairly attractive and perhaps this visit wasn't so bad after all. Robin almost couldn't believe how gay he felt. "I-I'm Robin. Your tutor."

"Tutor?"

"Yes, your tutor who got here an hour ago. The one who's supposed to be helping you on your essay." Chrom seemed to have woken up more, and sat up quickly upon realizing he had overslept. Robin quickly averted his eyes.

"I-I think you should probably get dressed!"

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So we meet the grumpy bird. Weird info revealed through him, too! Next chapter: Robin is super gay and also Lissa finally talks about her problems