Hello Morgan

"Enh? Who's there?" Morgan asked groggily as her surroundings turned into a white blinding blur.

A better question would be, why are you here?

"Huh? I … I don't understand. What's going on, and where am I?" She cried out more alarmed.

But you do understand. You just don't want to answer the question. You're afraid to answer the question.

"I'm not afraid of anything!" She cried back. "And once I figure out where we are then I am going to kick your butt for saying so!"

Such foolishness, just like your parents.

Morgan scowled back in anger and said, "You dare insult my mom and dad?! That makes you the foolish one! They can do anything without even having to try. Including beating you up."

Tell me Morgan, since you regard them so highly, do you believe they are happy with their lives?

"Duh!" Morgan mocked and crossed her arms at such a stupid question. "Every time I see them together they are laughing or holding hands, and when they are not they are always close by."

So why are you intruding?

"...What do you mean?" She asked more timidly

You crave their attention and yearn for them, but in reality you are only making it so they cannot spend time together because they are forced to babysit you instead.

"I don't take that much time away from them." She quickly defended. "I try to take care of myself and give them some space. I just … it's just so nice to see them again." Morgan whispered as she stared blankly in the distance. "Until they passed away we were so happy together. They were always smiling and taking care of me like an angel. … I wanted to feel it again. To hear them say they loved me and promise they would see me again in the morning."

So you ruin their happiness to reclaim broken memories of the past? How selfish and arrogant. Your parents would be ashamed.

"What would you know about my parents?!" Morgan lashed out at the disembodied voice. "It was so painful watching my dad die. Every day he pretended he was fine but I knew he wasn't. Even worse you took my mom too!" She gritted her teeth and clenched her hands tightly as she tried to restrain herself. "... But it's over now. My parents are safe and they will live a long and happy life together. Your curse is gone from my father, and soon I will be rid of you too.

Nothing but pathetic lies. You no longer have a purpose and your life is shorter than you realize. Do you intend to act like a little child and reclaim those lost years with your last dying breaths?

"No. Not any more." She declared adamantly. "I can't recapture the past, but there is still the present to take a hold of. I can move on with my life knowing that they are safe, and I won't let someone as disgusting as you drag me down or kill me.

Pah, such ignorance. It's time to face facts Morgan. You don't belong here. You never belonged and you never will.

"... You might be right." The young tactician lowered her head unsure. "I'm not sure if I belong anywhere and I know I have placed burdens on my parents, but I can't think that way. My parents want me to be happy too, and I'm a part of their life now, which means they would be even more sad to see me gone."

"Morgan! Please wake up!" A faint voice yelled from the distance.

"Sweetie can you hear me?"

"Besides!" Morgan looked up at the white sky and said with a strong and commanding tone. "What gives you the right to say who belongs and who doesn't? You're not a god no matter how much you pretend to be. If I was not meant to be here then I simply wouldn't exist. Yet I'm the one that is alive and you are the one that is gone. So leave me alone and go back to being dead you sad and miserable creature!

…

"Morgan!"

The young tactician felt a hand tugging on her arm and she slowly opened her eyes to see a familiar face. "Dad?"

He waved back to show he was there and soon her mother came into view as well. "You were having a nightmare dear."

"Yeah." She covered her head with a small migraine. "Mom, dad ..."

"Yes dear?" Lucina asked concerned.

She hesitated for a moment as she looked back at her two parents whose eyes were fixed on her. "Can you please tell the story again. I have a bad headache and I would really like to hear it."

"Of course sweetie." Lucina replied with great compassion seeing how distressed her daughter was. She had tossed and turned in her bed for a while and only now had they managed to rouse her. Though, strangely, there seemed to be a little more life in her eyes and it felt like something else changed about the tone in her voice. "Would you like some water or something to eat first?"

"No. Just the story please."

"Okay." Lucina nodded and smiled back. "I remember the next part well because it scared me half to death."

While your father was being tortured by Frederick, Chrom told me that Robin had a lot of work to do and he did not wish to be disturbed. While it saddened me a little to know he was busy, I went the rest of the day unaware of the horrible atrocities Frederick was committing to him. So when the next day came, I woke up with this strange feeling that something was wrong, not knowing why.

...

*Yawn* I covered my mouth and rubbed my eyes as I woke up early in the morning. About three feet away my sister was still fast asleep and she seemed very peaceful despite the ship rocking back and forth through the night. Although, the feeling in my stomach that something was off felt more uncomfortable than the ship's constant rocking.

So I quietly dressed into my usual attire and washed my face to help wake up. I didn't have anything to do since we were at sea, but I thought I would go above deck and take in the fresh air while I waited for everyone else to wake up. Perhaps Robin was not as busy today, and with that thought I softly closed the door behind me ready to start the day. I stepped forward into a long and narrow corridor filled with doors that each concealed a small room for our shepherds to sleep. Since it was so early in the morning, I assumed that only Frederick and Cordelia would be up, but it did appear that someone else was stirring as I heard noises at the end of hallway.

"Zzz … Oy! Gregor enjoyed chocolate muffin, but muffin did not like Gregor." The mercenary declared as the walls muffled his voice. However, it could not drown out his obnoxiously loud snoring that sounded like a wart hog hollering in pain. "Gregor also enjoys time with family of crazy people. Gregor just has to remember not to accidentally hug angry witch lady when drunk. Did not end well. "

"Poor Robin." I whispered as I passed by the room the two were sharing. "It must be hard to get any rest with him sleep-talking through the night." I frowned and wished we could have shared the same room so he wouldn't have to suffer such a loud roommate. However, the red blush came back to my face as I remembered the reason we could not.

"Hmm? Who took Gregor's cake? It was right here between tiny pink elephant and giant cotton candy colored chicken. … Ah ha! It was you Mr. Honenheim! You stole cake when Gregor wasn't looking! No use denying it, I see crumbs on face that show betrayal like red-handed thief at paint shop."

I stared at their door in wonder on how anyone could have such strange dreams. "Looks like I should steer clear of those muffins if that is what they are doing to him." I shuddered and moved on fearing what else he might dream of.

It was then that I climbed the stairs to head above deck and felt the cold wind brush against my face as the strong breeze tried to remove my tiara. The sea also appeared to be very turbulent today because a wave crashed against the side of the ship and splashed water over the railing in front of me. Luckily, I was out of the splash zone when the sea water spilled on the deck, but someone else was not as fortunate.

*Cough* *Cough* "Stupid ocean." A weary voice groaned in despair.

"Weird … That sounded like." I turned my head to the direction the cry came from and I saw a silhouette of someone who appeared to be sitting with their back against the mast. Upon closer inspection, I noticed a rope around the man in question and his body was slouched forward as he moaned very tired. I took a couple of steps forward to get a better look, but I gasped in fright and dread when I saw the face of our tactician slumped over and bound to the mast with his clothes and face drenched in water. "Robin!" I yelled in a panic and immediately sprinted towards him.

The tired man with red eyes sprung back to life hearing his name called and quickly noticed my presence as he struggled to break free of his binds. Without any luck, he sighed and looked back at me with an exhausted expression. "Hey Lucina … Nice day, isn't it?" He asked with a broken and hollow voice. Just keeping his eye open appeared to be a strain on him.

"What happened? Who did this to you?!" I cried out scared and knelt down inches away from him to inspect his body for any injuries or gashes. "Tell me and I will end their lives before they have another second to breathe!" I shouted furiously with a tight grip on my sword.

He grimaced for a moment and said, "Could you untie me first before you do that?"

"Oh! Right!" I quickly unsheathed Falchion and cut the ropes in one quick and violent swing. Robin then collapsed to the wooden floor with eyes staring blankly at the sky since he was unable to move. "Thanks Lucina. Don't worry, I'm unharmed, just very sore and tired."

"I don't understand, if you're not hurt than what vile and unforgivable person would tie you to the ship's mast and leave you for dead?"

"It's a long story." He shrugged and closed his eyes. "I'll tell you later, but I just want to rest first. I didn't get any sleep last night with those stupid waves splashing me in the face every twenty minutes or so."

"You've been stuck like this all night in the frigid cold?!" I asked terrified as I desperately tried to calm down and figure out what to do. … "I-I better carry you to the infirmary and wake up Lissa so she can examine you."

"No!" He suddenly cried out in a panic. "Please don't move me!"

"... Why not?" I asked frightened.

"Every muscle in my body hurts, and I'm not sure if I could handle being tossed around at the moment."

My concerns only grew worse hearing that and my need to have Lissa look at him intensified. What could have happened to leave him like this, and more importantly, who would dare do such as thing? "What if I got a stretcher to carry you? Would that help?"

Robin thought it over for a moment and said, "That might work."

"Okay." I nodded and quickly rose to my feet in a hurry. "I'll be back as quick as I can."

"There is no rush." He sighed and returned his gaze to the sky. "I'm not going anywhere any time soon."

…

"How is he?" I asked worried as he lay there asleep in the ship's make-shift infirmary. Since we had run out of beds, the only thing we could do was lay down a few thick blankets and a pillow so he could rest more easily.

"He tore his hamstring and there is serious damage to his shoulders and ankles. I've mended them the best I can, but there is nothing I can do about his muscles. Whatever he did caused them severe strain. The best thing he can do now is rest and let his muscles recover on their own."

"I see." I nodded and lowered myself so my knees were touching the blanket while I gently placed my hand on his head to feel his temperature. "How did this happen?"

"Beats me, but it must have been brutal." Lissa frowned and said, "It probably didn't help that he was tied down the entire night either."

"Yeah." I looked back at him with sorrow and said, "Do you think he might have any other problems since he was exposed to the weather for so long?"

"It's possible he might catch pneumonia and a few other things, but I took precautions and used a few healing salves to prevent that from happening. He should be fine."

"Okay. Thank you Lissa. I owe you big time."

She squinted her eyes and smiled back, "Don't worry, this is my job after all. However, next time tell Robin to get hurt later in the day. I hate waking up at this hour."

"... I'll be sure to pass the message."

…

Four hours passed while Robin slept without moving an inch or making a noise. The whole time I spent trying to figure out who would do such an awful thing and how I would chase them down and bring them to justice. They had to be on the ship so I decided that I should probably start looking around, but didn't want to abandon Robin while he could not defend himself. However, once he did get better I would hunt down the person responsible and make them suffer ten times more.

"Ennnnh" *Cough* *Cough* The tactician groaned as his hand twitched and his eyes lids rose from their short slumber.

"Robin!" My attention immediately switched back to him and I quickly scooted forward so I was sitting next to him.

When he noticed me his eyes widened even more and he gave a very faint smirk, "Hey Lucina. Where are we?"

"The infirmary."

"Right..." He whispered as he raised his neck to get a better look at his surroundings, but was more surprised to notice a change in his attire. "What happened to my clothes?" He asked alarmed since he was not in his traditional tacticians cloak, but instead a faded blue shirt and beige shorts.

"They were soaking wet so Lissa and I removed them."

His eyes widened and he said, "Wait, so you saw me-

I blushed and quickly said. "I didn't look! Well, I um, might have taken a peek at your chest … But I looked away for everything else while I helped dressed you!" I clutched my hands embarrassed and felt the heat rush against my cheeks.

"G-good." He sighed relieved.

I closed my eyes wanting to change the subject and said, "... I am more concerned about what happened to you."

He groaned at the mention of it and swore under his breath, "I was training with Frederick. That damned knight."

"Frederick did this to you?" I asked in shock and disbelief. "But you were tied up and left to die."

Robin flinched and said. "If he wanted to kill me then he would have done it long before. I doubt that he intended to do anything permanent either … Or at least I hope so."

"That still doesn't explain why I found you in such a terrible state."

He was unsure of what to say and gave a fake smile, "Oh, it must have been just a joke of his. Since I collapsed to the ground he probably thought I needed the rope just to stay up."

I frowned and glared back at him. "I may not understand jokes very well, but I am sure that is not funny. I need to talk with Frederick about how unacceptable his behavior was."

He gave an innocent and hollow laugh which seemed to bring him pain as he winced when he was finished. "Perhaps that isn't such a good idea. Especially since he wasn't exactly the person responsible for what happened yesterday."

"Then who was?" I asked ready to give a stern thrashing.

"I'd rather not say." He replied timidly and tried to dodge the question.

"Robin, please, you must tell me. Anyone who did this to you deserves to answer for their crimes." I pleaded.

"You're not going to like my answer."

"... It was my father wasn't it?" I asked hesitantly.

"Yeah ..."

My heart sunk and a part of me died inside as I looked down at the floor ashamed. He then filled me in on the details about how and why it happened while I clutched my hands in frustration. Hearing about the things he had to go through was almost as bad as knowing it was my father who made him do it.

"I … I am so very sorry Robin." I replied hurt inside. "Because of me you had to-"

"It wasn't you Lucina." He tried to add reassuringly. "Chrom made it clear that he was taking revenge for everything I've done to him. Before we reached Valm I had a thousand-year prison sentence on my head for harassing the Exalt. It seems that all my teasing and jokes finally caught up to me."

"Still … you had to endure such a horrid day in large part because of me. I'm very sorry Robin. I don't know what my father was thinking."

"Relax." He called out and tried to raise his arm before it quickly came crashing back down. "I knew there would be consequences and I accepted them long ago. I have no regrets knowing this is how things turned out."

I lowered my head in shame and said, "I just wish there was a way I could help to - … That's it!" I called out with a new vigor and soon positioned myself so I was sitting on my knees while directly facing the exposed area of Robin's leg.

"Um .. Lucina?" He asked uneasy as I took off my gloves. "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to give you a massage." I stated as I gently placed my bare hands on his calf and felt the tender skin fuse with my own.

"Whoa. Hold on a second!" He quickly stopped me and said, "I'm not sure if that is the best idea."

"It's okay." I smiled back, "My muscles used to cramp up all the time once I finished fighting. So I learned how to massage them and it worked wonders." I informed him as I cupped his leg trying to find a good spot to begin. "Granted, I've only done it on myself, but it can't be that different doing it on someone else, and I'll be careful."

"I've heard they can be quite painful though." He clenched his teeth afraid.

"Really?" I asked surprised. "They always made me feel better."

"Well." He blushed as he said, "Your hands do feel nice ..."

Seeing that as an invitation, I quickly went to work before he could change his mind and pressed the tips of my fingers on his calf. They dipped into his skin with no resistance and I soon felt the muscle I was looking for which was really stiff and tense.

"Gah!" He closed his eyes tightly as I applied pressure and gently kneaded it. The muscle resisted more than I was expecting and Robin held his breath when I approached it a with a little more force.

"Hang in there. It gets better, I promise." I replied encouragingly knowing that he must be in some discomfort. I had never felt a muscle be this stiff before and it only gave me another reason to be mad at my father as I tried my best to ease the pain he had caused.

"Okay." He exhaled and tried to loosen up a little as he rested his head on his pillow. "It doesn't hurt too much. At least, not on the levels I was expecting."

"You shouldn't need to feel any pain at all." I frowned as my fingers reached a tight knot. "Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if you left us after this."

"Leave?" He repeated like it was taboo. "Ha, it will take a lot more than this before I would ever think of abandoning everyone. Besides, in a month or so I am sure Chrom and I will have a good laugh about it."

"Huh?!" I asked in dismay as I was careful not to add any extra pressure on his leg. "After all of this I'm surprised you would even be willing to speak to him again."

Robin tried to laugh, but a fit of coughing stopped him from going any further. "Oh no. This kind of stuff is normal."

I scrunched my eyes and said, "It's normal for your best friend to try to torture you to death through exercise?"

"Alright, maybe it's not normal, but the two of us did used to harass each other a lot when we could afford the luxury of peace. Not to mention we have short-term memories on this kind of stuff or else we would have always been at each others throats.

"... So you are not mad?" I asked as I moved up from his calf to his thigh.

"Oh, I'm furious, but I'll get over it." He added which only confused me even more. "Eventually the pain will fade and I'll find a way to get back at him. It's just how things go with the two of us and it works surprisingly well."

"I don't understand that at all."

"Haha, neither do I at times." He smiled back fondly and said, "Though I imagine our friendship will be more strained if you and I get married. Augh!" He yelled out in pain as I accidentally pressed too hard on his leg as I was unable to contain myself.

"S-sorry." I blushed and covered my face.

"My own fault." Robin shook it off and said, "Though, I don't suppose you mind talking about the subject ..."

"N-not at all." I tried to calm myself down and get my hands to stop shaking. "I'm sure both of us have a lot of questions about the … subject."

Robin chuckled and said, "Yeah, we need to decide where we would live for starters."

"... That would be a problem." I replied not giving it much thought before, "You have to stay close to the castle because you are our chief advisor, but I am not sure how well I would fit in. It would be hard for me to hide the birthmark in my eye and people might start asking questions about me after some time passed."

"I think I figured that out." He said as I returned to work on his leg. "We could say that you are Chrom and Lissa's younger sister."

"Wouldn't that be hard for people to believe considering no one has ever seen me before?"

"Not for a long-lost-sister that was hidden from the public eye during the old war against Plegia. You see, your grandfather blamed the Plegians for causing his wife's fatal illness that killed her after bearing her fourth child. Naturally, the Exalt would suspect Plegia would try to hurt his children as well, so he made a point to shield his newly born daughter Lucina from the public. To make matters worse, the royal family was widely hated after the war and it was decided to keep you a secret until you could mature and fend for yourself."

"Interesting. It almost sounds true when you put it that way."

"Thanks." He smiled back and said, "There is still a few details I need to iron out, but I think it could work. This way you would still be considered a princess, and we could also say that Chrom helped raised you when you were little. That would make it easy to explain why sometimes you would have a habit of calling him father."

"It seems you put a lot of thought into this." I marveled back.

He smirked and said, "I just wanted to make sure that my princess would feel welcomed at her own home, but that is assuming you want to stay at the castle. If not, then I will follow you to the edge of the world if necessary.

"No, no. It makes the most sense to stay." I replied while thinking over the situation. "This way you can continue to help father and I get to be close to you." I hummed happily.

He returned the sentiment and said, "That was my thought too, and after a while I'm sure everyone in Ylisse will readily accept their beautiful princess with open arms.

I smiled back and said, "Don't forget their new prince."

"Hmm? … Oh, right. I guess I would be considered part of the royal family once we got married." He laughed at the thought and said, "With any luck Chrom will disown me so I don't have to worry about that. The last thing I want to do is start governing over a whole country. Our group of shepherds is about all I can handle."

"They are very high maintenance that is for sure."

"Indeed." He chuckled and said, "Sometimes I wonder if having kids will be any more difficult than looking over these rowdy misfits.

"Kids?" I whispered as my eyes widened in fascination. "You mean, as in our own children?"

"Heh, I'll admit the thought unsettles me too, but it is something we need to think about." Robin said as he looked up at the ceiling in wonder. "We can't return them to the store if we decide too late that we don't want that responsibility."

"... No, we couldn't." I froze as the mere thought of having a child seemed far beyond my comprehension. "But to be honest, I don't even know if I could be a good mother. I never really had a childhood and I've been quicker to solve problems with the sword than with a warm embrace."

"I disagree, I think you would make a wonderful mom." The tactician replied enthusiastically. "You've taken good care of me, and I'm sure that your kind and loving nature would make you a great parent. It would just take some time to get used to is all"

"I-I don't know about that." I replied lost in an entirely different world than the one he was talking about. "This is all so foreign to me."

"Me too." He muttered in a daze. "Although, I guess the biggest question I am worried about is if you would be willing to spend the rest of your life with me. For all I know, you could get sick of me after a few months."

I lowered my head knowing I had the same fear with the roles reversed and said, "... I guess the next few days would be a good way to find out."

"How so?" The tactician asked as I crossed over to the other side of him and massaged his other leg. He grunted a few more times as I broke apart more knots in his thigh, but he didn't seem to be in as much pain as we talked.

"I'm going to stay with you until you get better." I replied happily while my lips curled upwards without my permission. "Since I am largely responsible for what happened, it is only fair that I be there for you while you recover."

"You don't have to." He replied hesitantly with some guilt. "... Even if it does sound nice to have such a lovely and beautiful nurse look after to me during the day.

My grin widened and I closed my eyes to prevent from losing myself again. "During the night too."

"... What?" He said more uneasy.

"I'm staying with you during the night as well." I advised him as I tended his leg.

"Lucina, we talked about this." Robin said sorrowfully.

"I know we did, but this is different." I said determined to stay. "You are hurt and unable to move. We are also in a public place so it wouldn't make sense for us to do … that. The door is unlocked and Lissa or someone else could pop in at any time. So I don't see how anyone could ever jump to such a conclusion. Especially because I am here to help heal you, not engage in … other things."

"I really wish it was that simple." He gritted his teeth still not on board with the idea. "But people will find a way. Heaven knows they will find a way to make that assumption."

My head lowered worried, but I would not let it stop me as I cried out, "Still! I won't leave you unattended. I can't risk my father or Frederick coming in during the middle of the night and hurting you again. I simply won't allow it!"

He shrugged and said, "I doubt they will. They got their message across very clearly the first time."

"... I don't want to take the chance though." I replied concerned and let go of his leg. I then scooted forward to look him in the eyes and held his hand which severely unsettled his resolve.

"Lucina, you're not making this easy on me." He hesitated as my eyes seemed to pierce through his defenses.

As an extra push, I laid down next to him so our eyes were facing each other and gently placed my hand over his chest with a soft and sweet tone. "Please Robin." I gave him my fierce puppies eyes as I whispered. "I just want to see that you are safe. You mean a lot to me."

Robin's face cringed in agony and he cried out very loudly, "That is not a fair tactic and you know it!"

"It's not fair for you to remain here alone and unable to defend yourself either." I whispered back. "How could I sleep at night if I knew I couldn't be there if you needed me?"

"Lucina … I can't … I mean it wouldn't-"

"Shhhh." I whispered very softly as my eyes started to waver. I was suddenly very tired as I lay besides him with the peaceful presence he gave off.

"I … Okay, you can stay." He said defeated with a painful look in his eyes.

"Mmmm" I closed my eyes and held on a little tighter to him. "Thank you." I whispered as I started to drift asleep.

"... You're welcome princess" He shrugged in a tormented state.

"Mnh." I smiled warmly as the bad feeling in my stomach melted away and a peaceful serenity dulled my senses until I entered a deep sleep.

...

For the next week I was able to enjoy his company, and despite his protests, each night I was successful in convincing him to let me stay. Nothing happened of course, but in that week I never felt so close to him. Both literally and figuratively. We talked about many things during that time, and when he started to get better he joked that he wished it would take longer for his body to heal so I could stay with him. Alas, the last week of the trip we were forced to part from each other since he had fully recovered.

While Robin urged me not to get back at my father for his treacherous behavior, I still refused to do anything or spend time with him. Later, Chrom apologized which helped a little, but I was still very cautious around him for the duration of the trip. However, before we knew it, the last few days of our journey passed by in blink of an eye, and we returned to dry land without any trouble. We were all home-sick and eager to return to Ylisse, but our stay was unfortunately shorter than we would have liked, because two days later Frederick came to the throne room with a letter addressed from the Plegian King.

…

Lucina paused and reached for a glass of water as she felt parched and found her voice giving out on her.

"So grandpa's plan back fired on him." Morgan laughed evilly as she imagined how Chrom would have reacted to seeing how the next few days unfolded.

"Completely." Robin added.

The princess smiled fondly and said, "Yes, without that day happening I never would have had such an in-depth conversation with Robin, and it probably would have taken us longer to get so close."

"But in retrospect, it was a miracle that no one barged in on us when you unfairly tormented me." Robin grumbled as he knew how easy it was for his wife to get her way.

"Are you saying you didn't enjoy our time together?"

"That is besides the point." He turned away and groveled.

However, even with his back turned, Morgan noticed both of them smile very content and saw the endearing look they gave each other. It made her happy to see them like that, but it also filled her with a few questions and doubts. "Mom, dad?"

"Hmm? Yes sweetie?" Lucina asked.

"... I'm not a burden, am I?"

"Huh?" Robin turned around and asked confused. "Why would you ever think that?"

"Well, it's just that you've had to take care of me a lot recently and neither of you were ready to raise a child. I don't want to feel like I am intruding on you two."

"Honey, you're not a burden at all." Lucina said very sincerely.

"... But I've demanded stories all the time and asked to be with you even when I knew you wanted to be alone. I feel like sometimes I am taking away some of your happy memories because I want to be selfish."

"Morgan, please don't give it a second thought." Robin replied and squeezed her nose to shake out the bad aura in her head. "We love having you around and retelling our story brings up old memories that makes us happy too. It's also comforting to know we were able to raise such a strong-willed and sweet daughter. So you enhance our lives, not diminish it."

She felt some relief at his words and asked hopeful, "You really mean that?

"Of course Shorty, we are honored to have you around and I never want you to think otherwise. Besides, how would we torment Chrom without you? I can't do it all by myself, and you have a gift for making him twitch."

"I guess you're right." She snickered and felt a new life come over her. "No one can make grandpa more uncomfortable and tense than me. Hehehe Hahaha!" Morgan laughed heartily with the same energy that she held before she got sick.

"So does that answer your question?" Lucina asked as she smiled back very motherly.

"Hehe, I think so." Morgan smiled back. "Thanks."