So mothers be good to your daughters too

[swordisaster]

[ Say'ri hadn't expected to be told to go to the medical tent, moments after wiping Risen gore from her blade - yet another Chon'sin tradition, she'd told Chrom, leave no remnants of the dead upon your weapon - and it was only due to the urgency of the summons that she'd obeyed immediately. She was a princess, yes, of a country she could no longer return to, for the time being. But she could take commands without fuss, and the implications of her destination concerned her.

... For good reason, because when she enters the tent, she sees the daughter she has yet to give birth to, bleeding from the head. ]

Morgan! What has harmed you??

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[swordisaster]

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[ You know what, she's just going to slowly shake her head and move to brush Morgan's bangs from her forehead with a careful touch. ]

I believe t'would be beneficial to teach you the grace of Chon'sin movements...

[intendance]

[...aha.... but Morgan just looks excited at that, as can be expected.]

Ahhh, really? You should definitely teach me, Mother! I want to learn all I can from you! I mean, I may have been taught before, but I sure don't remember now, so...what can it hurt?

[swordisaster]

[ A soft chuckle. Children... unexpected, but delightful. ]

You may not recall, but the body does not truly lose its teachings. We will begin... after your injuries have been tended to.

[intendance]

[...right, that.]

I guess you're right... though it's really not too bad! I think Father saw all of the blood and panicked a little, even though we all know head injuries bleed a lot.

[Probably because he saw his child with her head covered in blood....]

I didn't know he could look that panicked!

[swordisaster]

You are his child, Morgan. Would panic not seize you, were he to fall in battle?

[intendance]

Well... of course I would--not that he ever would, since he's Father.

[...]

Still, it's weird to think of Father losing his composure... sort of like how strange it was to see you rush in here like that! Don't get me wrong, I'm glad for it! But I'm just saying.

[swordisaster]

As you are your father's, so too are you my child. Fie! What mother would not fret upon hearing the news of your injury?

[intendance]

...Awwww, mother!

[She's going to jump to her feet then and go for the hug--!!!

....But she's kind of wobbly.

Look out, she's going timberrrr]