Hello. Here is a fast update. Due to circumstances, I had more time on my hands and being bored out of my mind, I decided to write another chapter. Sorry if the pacing is too fast. I just want to get past the beginning and get to the action. Hope you enjoy.

"Lewis." After hearing his name, he felt something on his shoulder.

"Lewis. Wake up." This time his shoulder was getting shoved around.

"My lord. Allow me. WAKE UP!" This time Lewis slowly opened his drowsy eyes to see Chrom and Frederick staring down at him.

Remembering what happened to him, Lewis yawned while stretching his arms out and kicking his legs. Dried leaves stuck to his hair as he looked around with drowsy eyes. "Sorry. I didn't get a good sleep last night. Especially considering what happened."

"Yeah. You look horrible." Lewis merely nodded at Chrom's words. He could barely keep his eyes open.

"I'll be fine after shaking it off. Hey Lissa. Can you do anything with that staff?"

"I can't heal drowsiness. Ask Naga for that." Lissa giggled back.

"Figures." Realizing that nothing happened, adrenaline began pumping through his body snapping him awake for all but 10 seconds until drowsiness won once more. "Say Chrom. Nothing happened last night, right?"

"No. Frederick?"

"Nothing my lord. There was a couple of deer that went by, but that was it." Lewis settled into a poker face and nodded. So, he was really in the bad timeline. It seemed he made the right choice then. Now the question remained of what he needed to do.

First, however, he needed to wake up properly. He was still extremely drowsy. It was hard trying to sleep with how noisy the forest was and Lissa's snoring. The lack of a bed and the stupid stick driving up his spine didn't help much either. Adding on to that, Lewis's thoughts were running wild last night with what he would have to do to survive. Survive. He didn't care if Grima died or was merely put to sleep for a million years. His main goal was just to survive until dying of old age comfortably.

It would be nice if he could go home, but even Lewis knew that this goal had a time limit of a year. Maybe two years. The reason for this was any longer and Lewis's goals in his home world turned meaningless. In other words, going home would mean more misery than staying here if he took too long. At Earth, Lewis planned on attending college, getting a degree in engineering while interning in the breaks, getting a job perhaps even establishing a company himself after getting some experience and retiring in comfort. If he took too long in going back, Lewis's entire plan would go to waste, and it would take far too much money and suffering for his entire family to get his life back in order.

There would be the media coverage, the police reports, and the lawyers so Lewis shuddered of what he would have to go through if he took too long going back to Earth. None of the colleges he wanted to go to would accept him, and his family would be forced to take care of a grown man for an uncertain amount of time. Lewis shivered at the possibility of becoming a neet. It would be far more merciful to simply stay here and send a letter and a bag of gold to his family instead. If the speculations of the Annas were true, he could probably bribe one to do so for him. If not, Naga could be able to do it.

One year. If Lewis could not find a way home that would bring him back to Earth in a preferable time, Lewis would give up and make his roots in this new world. It wouldn't be so bad... If he managed to fight back the apocalypse. He was guaranteed a comfortable life due to his connection with the royal family, and he wouldn't mind having a family here. The women weren't bad, and the probability of being falsely accused of sexual harassment was significantly lower here so he could let his guard down. No need to worry about gathering evidence to fight off jealous bitches for his best friend here. David... He'll be fine. He still has his football team, Alex, and Tom to replace him.

Reaffirming his decision of the one-year time limit, Lewis drowsily slung his rifle and picked up the box and began mindlessly following Frederick. The sun was barely up, and Lewis grunted at how these people were able to wake up this early without an alarm clock.

Suddenly, he felt a cold slimy thing go down his shirt, and with shoulder locking up as if he was having a seizure, Lewis shouted, "Holy F*cking Christ!"

Immediately, Lewis dropped everything and started shaking like a dog before thinking, 'screw it' and took off his shirt to find his ailment. A frog hopped out of his shirt and disappeared into a nearby thicket. Lewis whirled and marched toward Lissa and glowered down. Lissa really was small. If Lewis was to guess, she was around 150 cm. Lewis was 178 cm so he could give a proper glowering at Lissa... Who paid no attention at all. Lissa was far too busy laughing with tears running down her cheeks.

Lewis only stopped glowering when he felt a poke on his shoulders. It was Chrom who was looking slightly uncomfortable. "Umm... Lewis. Do you mind putting on your shirt? I would prefer it if you were decent when around my sister."

Lewis looked down at his bare chest and realized that he was not in the 21st century. He noticed that Lissa had stopped laughing and was now looking away while blushing as well as Robin. Lewis sighed as he realized his blunder. "Sorry about that. Forgive me."

Chrom merely shook his head. His eyes shone with sympathy as he has found a brother to share his pain with. "Don't worry. You aren't the first."

Frederick coughed. "If you don't mind, we still have a ways to go."

"Yup! Great idea." Lewis ran over and put on his white shirt with an unbuttoned collared shirt on top. As he was redressing, he heard Chrom saying something to Lissa.

It must have been a scolding because Lissa soon came over and said, "Sorry about that. It's just I couldn't help it with how drowsy you looked."

Lewis merely shrugged. He should have expected it to be honest. "It's fine. Nobody got hurt, and it was an effective way of waking up."

Now, Lewis had a choice to make. He could firmly tell Lissa that he did not appreciate pranks like this and save himself multiple heart attacks in the future, or he could deepen his friendship with Lissa. He knew that Lissa didn't really mean anything with her pranks, and she knew her boundaries. Not only that, he wasn't new to being on the receiving end of pranks. His friends made sure of that. Meh. Screw it. It never hurt to make closer ties to those of the royal family.

"Besides, I don't mind too much." Lewis smiled reassuringly.

"Really?!"

"It reminds me of how my friends and I pranked each other. We would pour water bottles on each other's pants to make it look like we peed our pants, during birthdays we smashed cake on the birthday boy's face, and we even threw cold water when one was in the shower. As long as you understand and respect the boundaries, I don't mind too much. Just understand this goes both ways." Lissa laughed as she shook his outstretched hands.

"You know, I misjudged you."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I thought you were just a stick up the ass noble who doesn't know how to have fun; however, after that little outburst yesterday, I had my suspicions, but now I know for sure! You're actually a really fun guy!"

"Well, getting suddenly sent to a new world can drastically reduce... wait. Noble?"

"Yeah. You come from the Davout House in your world, right?"

"Uhh. No? The country I come from doesn't have nobles. We have super merchants that have the power of nobles, but not the nobles you are thinking of."

Lissa frowned in confusion. "But you have a last name!"

"Everybody in my country has a last name."

"Huh... So you don't have nobles where you are from?" Lewis shook his head.

"Not the nobles you are thinking of."

"So how does the royal family rule? How do they ensure allegiance and raise armies? I think that's what my tutors said..." Lissa scratched her head as she tried to recall her lessons of politics.

Lewis opened and closed his mouth as he wondered how much he should say. Ideas were very infectious, and he could very well screw over this entire world with civil war if he didn't handle it properly. Especially with someone like Lissa who had quite a big mouth. He shivered at the thought of a Soviet Union version of Ragna Ferox or even a French Revolution happening in Ylisse. With his position in the Shepherds, he was definitely going to end up on the chopping block. No thank you. If what he told Lissa, gets retold to the wrong person...

"Do you really want to listen to a lesson about boring politics and backstabbing? It makes eating bugs more interesting. When I was taught about it, I always liked to make doodles instead." Lissa made a disgusted face as she thought back to her own lessons.

"Is it that bad?"

"Do you really want me to tell you in front of Frederick? He might think that you've gained an interest in politics and recommend that you get more tutors to capitalize on it." Lissa's eyes widened in fear as she discretely stared at Frederick who was discussing something with Chrom.

"Whoop! That would be real bad! Well, it was nice talking to you!" With that, Lissa beat a fast retreat. She then ran off to bother Robin.

Robin... Lewis was nervous. He didn't know how loyal Robin was going to be. In Lewis's opinion, it would be best to ensure Robin's loyalty to the Ylissean throne by having her marry Chrom. Although many Yllissean nobles will be disgruntled, it will be a great show of peace in easing tensions between Plegia and Ylisse, making it easier for a united front against Grima.

Grima. First, he was going to check if there was a way if he could prevent it from awakening in the first place. Who cares if it was kicking the ball down the generations. If Lewis's plans worked, humanity would be facing the dragon with apocalyptic levels of artillery and nukes. If not, he was going to need to assemble the gemstones as fast as possible. This would mean that mounting an invasion of Valm was going to be necessary. He needed Tiki to convince everyone and a war with the Grimleal to give Chrom the gemstones.

With last night's confirmation, it was necessary for certain changes. The only question was what he needed to change. First, Emmeryn was going to be a major obstacle. Her policy of pacifism was going to kill everyone. As much as Lewis hated himself for this, he has considered just letting Emmeryn die. However, there was one problem with this plan. It would mean losing Chrom's trust.

With how much was at stake, Lewis could not hide how much he knew for very long. It would only be a matter of time until people realize he had knowledge of future events. In fact, he planned on letting as many people know about his future knowledge as fast as possible. Knowing this, if he simply let Emmeryn die, Chrom would most likely banish him, complicating his plans by a hundredfold. As a result, he either needed to change Emmeryn's mind or have Emmeryn die in a way that Chrom could accept.

Lewis's final concern was how many hiccups his plan would suffer. At heart, Lewis was a scientist. A nerd. Not a politician. Not a smooth talker. Not a speaker. In other words, Lewis was horrible at thinking on the spot. He liked to sit on a thought, run multiple scenarios through his head, and test them out if possible before actually implementing them. This weakness was profoundly reminded to Lewis with his conversation with Robin. He was not prepared for Robin's differences, and he has paid for it. Robin was now suspicious of Lewis which meant that every action of his will be scrutinized by Robin, making it harder for Lewis to subtly drop Robin hints. Now, Robin was most likely to take these hints as threats.

Lewis took a deep breath and let out a huge sigh. His feet hurt quite a bit. This was probably the most walking he has done in one day in all of his life. Thankfully, he hit the gym so he wasn't completely out of breath, but fatigue was starting to set in. Lewis grimaced as realization set in that things weren't going to get any better and the invention of a proper car wouldn't happen in Lewis's timeline.

Trying his best to keep his mind off the pain, Lewis began humming the Shire from the Lord of the Rings. He was brought out of his trance when he heard Lissa say his name.

"That's a nice song." Lewis looked down at Lissa and stared at where Robin was. He noticed a glare that was directed at Lissa.

"Hmmm... What did you do to make Robin so mad?"

"More of what I said. I told her that the sexual tension between you two yesterday was unbearable. You two should get a room when we get to Ylisstol. The Shepherd's barracks have some good soundproof walls." Lewis snorted at Lissa's miserable attempt to get a rile out of him.

"Lissa. It is clear to me of how desperate you are for a boyfriend if you think that was flirting."

In response, Lissa puffed out her cheeks and began stomping angrily. "I want one, but Chrom always chases away any suitors. Well, excuse me! I can choose them for myself! Just because you can't find one, doesn't mean you have to ruin mine as well!"

Now, this was an interesting detail. "Chrom's being overprotective?"

"Oh, you don't even know the half of it."

"So are you picky with bloodline or are commoners okay?"

"Lewis, I'm flattered! My beauty..."

"Hold your horses. I was only going to offer you help in distracting Chrom if you find someone that catches your interest or even helping you find someone if it comes down to it."

"If I find someone with how protective Chrom is..." Lissa muttered with a dark expression.

"Don't worry. You'll find someone. There are plenty of fish in the sea."

"That's a pretty good expression. I should use that sometime."

"Besides, I know a bit of the future." Lissa's eyes widened in response.

"No way."

"Way. You saw how advanced my world's technology is. Who's to say that we don't have the technology to see into the future?"

"Ooh! Then what's my future! Tell me. Tell me!" Lissa leaned in with a joking expression.

"Hold on. I don't know that much. There are limitations, and it isn't all that accurate. I just know that you'll find someone and that your child will have the mark."

Lissa's eyes bulged, and her mouth began opening and closing, "Wait... But how... What?"

"Lissa. Again, my world's technology was extremely advanced. We don't fight with swords and bows anymore due to how primitive it is. Now that I have heard about where I am, I have a decent idea of what world I am in. I have also read a couple of reports and future predictions regarding this world so I am not completely in the dark." It seemed that it was too much for poor Lissa as she tried to wrap her mind around what Lewis said. Instead, Lissa just hung her mouth open and took a step back with a frozen expression.

"You alright there Lissa?"

"But... What? Huh?" Deciding that Lissa needed some time to herself, Lewis left her and once more began walking by his lonesome. For a total of five seconds until Robin came over and matched his pace.

"What did you say to Lissa? She looked like she just seen a ghost." Lewis gave Robin a look that said she wasn't fooling anyone.

"You're just trying to find out what makes Lissa tick for some petty vengeance."

"Grg. She started it!"

"Then, you will finish it like a mature adult."

"Why are you treating me so differently? You gave Lissa a free pass!"

Lewis treated Robin with distance because he didn't know her. Simple as that. Frederick, Chrom, and Lissa had some minor differences; however, judging from what Lewis had seen so far, they were similar to the characters that his friend played around with. As a result, he knows more or less what to expect and knew how to approach them. Robin was a wild card. There were times when Robin acted like the character he was familiar with like now. She had the mischievous side to her that was revealed by her supports with Tiki or Lon'qu. Yet, Lewis still remembered quite vividly the far more predatory aspects that this Robin had. The face that Robin made was not one Lewis was expecting. Thus, until Lewis had a grasp of who Robin was, he would maintain a distance between them.

"It is because Lissa is young..."

"She is 15."

"That is still a minor."

"What? Oh yeah, Outrealm. Well here. People are regarded as adults when they turn 15."

"Meh. Does it look like I care?"

Lewis could see a small vein pop up in Robin's forehead. Interesting, that actually happens to people in this world. He was too focused on the vein that he didn't see the subtle changes to Robin's face. Robin took a peek to the left before she grabbed Lewis's collar and pulled him in right up to her face. When Lewis was about to yelp with surprise, an elbow dug into his diaphragm cutting it short. The pain caused him to drop his box which fell onto the forest floor with a thud.

"You're scared of me, aren't you?" Robin leaned in extremely close almost to the point where her nose was touching his. Her red eyes took up almost all of his vision.

"This is why Lissa..."

"Lissa isn't here right now. She ran off somewhere so she's too far away to see us."

"Wait, what?" Lewis tried to look behind him, but Robin readjusted her grip and forced him to look back at her.

"You talked about how your world can see into other worlds and see into the future. I also noticed how comfortable you were with Chrom and Lissa. They are supposed to be complete strangers to you yet you seem to act like you already met them before. You even tried to do the same with me. How curious. Is it not?" It was an understatement to say that Lewis was panicking. Lewis was sure that his heart would leap out of his chest at any moment. As Lewis was trying to think of how to get out of this mess, Robin continued.

"Curious enough to ask this. What did your world's technology show about me? What do you know about me?" Lewis felt something sharp on his stomach, and a shiver went down his spine.

Oh, crab biscuits. It seemed that he may have severely underestimated Robin on top of misjudging her. "Now, now, let's not be too hasty."

"Enough. Tell me why I shouldn't gut you right now."

"Because of Frederick. You don't want to confirm his..."

"Like I give a damn about the Ylisseans. I am also confident enough to run away if it came to it. I have enough of a head start. Don't even think about screaming for help, I'll kill you before you get the chance." Lewis believed Robin. He really did.

"Okay. Okay. I'll talk. First, let me say that I am on your side. I will NOT divulge your secrets carelessly until necessary."

"Be more specific with the necessary."

"Umm... Can we just wait until you meet Emmeryn? I'll explain everything when we get there."

"And place myself in the capital of the country that would most want my head. Not a fat chance." The implied meaning of those words gave Lewis pause.

"You know. You really know what you are," Lewis whispered. He looked down at Robin's gloved right hand. Robin followed Lewis's eyesight, and her knuckles grew whiter as she realized what Lewis was thinking.

"Of course I know what I am. What type of... You asked if I remembered. Did your stories say that I was an amnesiac?"

Lewis slowly nodded. He took the initiative as a plan was forming in his head. "Look, I am going to repeat what I just said. I am on your side. I want to say more to convince you, but I am afraid of someone listening in. Whether physically or magically. Now before you consider killing me to protect your secret, understand that doing so would mean the end of this world because you would have just killed the one person who has knowledge of this world's apocalypse."

He saw Robin's eyes widen. Lewis quickly pressed his advantage. "That's right. This world is going to end in the near future, and I think you know why. I'll just tell you right now that I have no intention of killing you to avert that future. If I wanted that, I would have told Frederick discreetly last night so that he would kill you in your sleep. He is already suspicious about you, and if he knew what I knew, even if he didn't act on it, he would have had a much closer eye on you than now. Heck, I could have even killed you from the very beginning with my weapon. I was in an excellent sniping position. Look, I know of an alternative future where everyone, including you, can live a long happy life. If the stories I have read are accurate, you'll marry and have a loving family. You will even have a cute little boy named Morgan who would desperately try to become a tactician just like you. He'll be one energetic ball of happiness. Kill me and you throw that chance away. Please... From what I know so far, you aren't the type to easily commit cold-blooded murder."

"...Okay. I believe you." Lewis felt the grip on his shirt weaken and the sharp feeling from his stomach go away. Lewis couldn't help but sigh a breath of relief.

"Thank you. I'll explain mo..." Lewis stopped when he saw tears coming out from Robin's eyes.

"Umm... May I ask why you are crying?"

Robin tried to wipe away her tears, but they continued to pour out. As Lewis was wondering what he should do, Robin grabbed Lewis and pulled him in for a hug. Mouthing WTF, he returned the hug and began rubbing Robin's back. Well, tried to rub because her bra was getting in the way so he was more patting. Robin eventually pulled out of the hug and stared back at him with puffy red eyes.

"Thank you." That word caused Lewis to freeze up in confusion. Huh? Why was she trying to thank him when just a couple seconds ago she was going to gut him like a fish? Noticing Lewis's confusion, Robin clarified.

"Other than my mom, you are the first person to treat me like a normal person despite knowing who I am. You even promised me a normal life as a human. You don't know what that means for me when all my life I was hunted due to this stupid mark. Something I never asked for," Robin whispered the last sentence in a broken voice.

Robin stared back at him with hope and fervor in her eyes. "Is it true? Can you really grant me a normal life? Will I really be able to have a family despite being you know what...?"

Lewis opened and closed his mouth as his brain was trying to catch up with the sudden change. "Uhh. Yeah. If your definition of normal is fighting in three wars, then yes. If you win all three of them, mission accomplished."

Robin's eyes hardened with determination. "So I have to win Ylisse three wars," She gave a wry smile. "I don't know how to feel about that."

"Give Ylisse a chance. Who knows you may end up marrying Chrom?"

Robin's eyes scrutinized Lewis's face. "Is that a joke or are you serious?"

Lewis gave a goofy smile in return. "The stories were quite unclear who you marry. Let's just say that who you marry is entirely up to you."

"Are you available?" Robin asked with a teasing expression which would have been sexy had it not been for her puffy eyes and snot running down her nose. As sexy as Robin was, Lewis did NOT want the bundle of future stress and complications that was Robin. He could just imagine how much stress Robin was going to end up enduring, and if he did marry Robin, it was going to be his job as her husband to keep her from having a mental breakdown. That and the possibility of becoming a single parent in the future was a bit too much. Lewis coughed and was trying to think of an open-ended answer that would also reject her at the same time. His response was only an 'Uhh...' until Chrom, bless his awkward luck, crashed into them. Frederick was close behind with Lissa.

"Oh, Lewis. I finally found you. You gave me a heart attack when I noticed you weren't following us. Is it true that you know the future... Is there a reason why Robin is grabbing you like that? Was she crying?"

Robin realizing how this looked pushed Lewis away who stumbled and fell down on his ass. Lewis got up and brushed his pants off before replying, "Yes. Robin found out, and when she realized that I knew the future, I told her what I knew of hers. She ended up getting really emotional, and here we are."

Frederick took the time to speak up. "My lord, I would still exercise caution to Lewis's claim."

"Is it that hard to believe my people have ways to look in the future of other worlds? You did see how advanced my people's technology is?"

"An advanced music box. I do not see how... What are you doing?"

"Recording. and done." Lewis had taken out his phone and began recording his surroundings as well as Frederick. After a couple of seconds, he then replayed the video to everyone's astonishment.

"Frederick that's you! And the picture, it's so lifelike, and it's moving!"

Frederick's mouth was opening and closing as he stared hard at the phone's screen. "If my people can do this, what else can we do? Hmm? Let me show you what else we have."

Lewis opened his gallery and selected a couple of pictures for a slideshow. He made sure to pick pictures that would blow away the mind of a person from the medieval ages: pictures of massive cities like New York, skyscrapers he has visited, cars, and trains. In the meantime, he started retelling everyone of what he told Robin of the machine.

Lewis stared at Frederick with a smug expression as Lissa and Chrom watched the pictures with excitement in their eyes. "Well?"

"Then show us the machine that can see the future."

Lewis could only shrug in disappointment. "I wish I could, but even you should understand how easy it would be to abuse such a machine. Imagine how bad things would be if you configured it to our home world instead of other worlds. Future knowledge can easily be abused. As a result, it is not available to the public's eyes. It is under heavy guard, and the only evidence we have that such a machine exists is the numerous exciting stories the machine produces of other worlds. It's good entertainment. Don't ask me how the machine works. Nobody taught me nor is it information that can easily be found."

Frederick could only grunt with displeasure as he was unable to punch holes in Lewis's story with how little he knew about Lewis's home world. Even if he did question Lewis more, he wouldn't be able to tell if Lewis was speaking the truth or not. "Then, tell me what it said about me."

"The stories weren't detailed about you. You should know that the royalties have the best entertainment value. I just know you as Frederick the Wary. You like starting fires, you clean pebbles off the roads so Chrom doesn't trip on any, and you had the accident with the wolves when you were young which traumatized you so that you have trouble eating gamey meat like a bear." Frederick made a choking sound at the last part.

Lewis continued. "Also, I'm trying not to talk about the future too much because of how flexible it is. Nothing is written in stone, and to be honest, the fact that I am here concerns me a lot. It means that things have already started to diverge from the original timeline. I hope that I haven't torn the space-time continuum. That would result in horrible consequences such as the grandfather paradox..."

Frederick closed his eyes as he tried to wrap his head around what Lewis was saying. He failed, and rubbing his nose with one hand, he sighed as he held up his other hand to stop Lewis from saying even more confusing jargon. "Enough. I shall withhold judgment once more."

Lewis patted Frederick's armor. "Don't worry. Even I don't understand half of it. You could spend your entire life studying about it, and you would still barely scratch the surface."

"With how advanced your people seem to be, are you sure that you are unable to go home?"

Lewis did his best impression of an unimpressed look. "I would if I could. Sadly, my world hasn't perfected travel yet. The best comparison would be like a map. You can look at an area with it, you can know where it is, you can figure out where the mountains are, but you can't travel instantly using a map. Understand?"

Frederick merely shook his head as he went back to tend to his horse while Chrom and Lissa were still fiddling with his phone... They were looking through his private folders, weren't they... Oh crap. NOT THAT FILE!

Lewis lept forward and ripped the phone out of Lissa's hands. "I would ask that you allow me some privacy. You almost saw something embarrassing of mine."

Lissa's eyes glinted at the words. Lewis quickly tried to convince Lissa otherwise until he remembered that Lissa wouldn't be able to get past his lock screen anyway. So far, his plan seemed to work. Convince people that his homeworld could look at the future of other worlds. If they got too nosy about it, deflect with complicated jargon and vague words. So far so good. He just needed to keep his story constant which shouldn't be too hard since he wasn't too detailed about it, and he made sure to leave enough wiggle room if it came down to it.

"Wow. I truly underestimated how advanced your people were," Chrom had a dreamy look in his eyes. "However, why didn't you say anything until now?"

"First, didn't know what world I was in until now. There could more than one Chrom out in the outrealms. Second, I was trying to see how trustworthy you are. There are many who would kill to know what I know. After some time together, I think I can trust you guys. I hope I'm not wrong Chrom." Lewis held out his arm in a gesture of friendship.

Chrom happily grasped it and shook it. "I am thankful for your trust in me. I will make sure that your faith is not misplaced. And..."

Chrom bowed. He actually bowed, causing Lewis to raise his eyebrow. "You helped take an immense load off my sister. I can never thank you enough for that."

Lewis smiled. "I'm glad that I could help, but are you okay with the thought of Lissa having kids?"

Chrom's expression darkened slightly, "As if I would let those disgusting pigs meet with Lissa, they only want her for her status. I want someone who could see Lissa for who she really is, not ogle her like she is some prized meat."

Lewis eyed Chrom and Lissa with a slightly suspicious eye. His plan was working well. A little too well. "You know, I expected more resistance to my story. One of the reasons why I held off on saying anything."

Chrom merely shrugged. "If it was anyone else, yes, I would write you off as someone insane. However, you have that... ah... 'phone' with you and that thunder spear. I do get the impression that you aren't saying the whole truth, but I won't pursue it. Not only that, when we were talking together, I couldn't help but feel that I was talking to someone who knew things about me that I didn't tell them. You didn't seem like a spy so I didn't say anything. Anyways, until evidence says otherwise, I'll believe you. You should have a talk with my sister. If she believes you as well, then you will have my complete trust."

"Good enough." Lewis took a peek at Robin to see how she was doing. She put up her hood to hide her puffy eyes so he couldn't see what expression she was making, but Lewis could tell that their conversation was far from over.

The rest of the trip was Lissa grilling him about the future and Lewis trying to avoid spilling too much information.