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"Oh, um..." For a moment, Morgan simply stared at the jacket that had been shoved into her hands, feeling as though she needed to do something in return. With a shrug of her shoulders and a smile, she slipped off the old tactician's jacket that hung on her shoulders and replaced it with the red one before holding it out to Io, "Here, Io-chan, take it. I wouldn't want you to get cold where ever you're going!"
If her wish was granted, she wouldn't have to worry about getting another one anyways.
"Oh, right! Um..." She shuffled awkwardly, trying to think of how to phrase her request without sounding like a madwoman, "I know my mother's blood gives me some power as a Witch, but... I-I need something specific, to ensure I don't disappear and this timeline doesn't disappear."
She paused, still unsure if she really be asking this, before nodding with determination, "I want to be a Witch with a title... The Witch of Time. I need to be able to ensure that this timeline, this one where we win, where my parents survive, is able to remain viable by making sure there's always me going back in time for it... I don't know if this is fair or sane, but..."
"Please, Auntie Beato, I'll do anything for it..." Well, that was an odd choice for referring to the Golden Witch. Did Morgan really consider Beatrice some sort of aunt in the future?
"Damn, she runs before I can give her a final kiss... Guess I have some work as well. Chrom, I'll help with inviting people to the ceremony and planning. I have a feeling my strategies will provide a great deal of help in the planning."
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"And I guess i'll just fork out all of the money for all of this." suddenly he wasn't looking forward to this wedding at all.
At Henry's words, Deedee gave a small nod. 'Feeling better' wasn't the choice of words she would have used... But she wasn't going to say that. After all, the reason she was smiling was to keep her companions thinking she was alright, so denying that would've defeated the purpose of her actions.
So, instead, she just mulled over his next words. Maybe she didn't feel it was good that she was alive... But she knew that it was good. This way, WICKED could still use her to develop a cure. Even if it was simply to be nothing more than a lab rat, at least she had a purpose.
A purpose that meant her demise, sure, but a purpose nonetheless. If only she knew that she'd at least help people like she wished to do...
"..I'm glad you're okay, too."
".....Hey.....If anyone's giving you trouble.... Find a way to let Chrom and I know.... We'll find a way to get to you.... And......Don't do what I do and smile through the pain....." With that Henry had left her with a book. It was some kind of spell tome but for what reason... Maybe it was just something to remember him by or..... Maybe there was another purpose.
It was probably a good thing Chrom didn't know this either.