Morgan/Supports (male)

This page contains all data pertaining to the female Morgan's supports in Fire Emblem Awakening.

Avatar (F)

C Support

Morgan: Oh, Mother! Over here! Come with me a minute!

Avatar: What is it, Morgan?

Morgan: Oh, nothing. It's just... C'mon! I need to talk to you about something.

Avatar: Well, I'm afraid I'm a bit busy at the moment. Can we talk here?

Morgan: H-here? Er, that's not really... I can just wait, thanks.

Avatar: Are you sure it's nothing urgent?

Morgan: Um, no, it's... Ha ha! ...I'll be right back. ...... Okay, all set! Now to lure Father into this pitfall trap... Phew, I'm back! Hey, let's take a walk, shall we? Right this way, Father!

Avatar: You're acting very strange, Morgan.

Morgan: (Allllmost... Just a couple more steps...)

Avatar: ...Huh? A pitfall? Now that's a classic!

Morgan: Dang! How did you know?! I was super careful in disguising it. It didn't look suspicious at all!

Avatar: True, your work on the pit is first class. But your odd behavior made it obvious. Subterfuge and misdirection are half of any good trap, Morgan.

Morgan: Dang. I'll get you next time! By the way, as long as you're here, mind helping me fill this hole in? If someone fell in by accident, they could really hurt themselves.

Avatar: Wait, how deep did you make it?!

B Support

Avatar: Hmm... Now where did I put it...?

Morgan: Looking for that treatise on tactics, Mother? Blue cover? Fairly thick?

Avatar: Yes. How did you... Waaait a minute.

Morgan: Yup! I hid it! Think you can find it?

Avatar: Is that today's challenge, then?

Morgan: It's somewhere in camp-I'll tell you that. You have until sundown today! Though I could give you weeks, and you would never find my diabolical hiding-

Avatar: Found it.

Morgan: WHAT?!

Avatar: It's in that bag you're holding, isn't it?

Morgan: Hmph. ...Fine.

Avatar: Guess I win this round.

Morgan: How did you figure it out so fast?

Avatar: You know me well, Morgan. And that includes knowing how much that book means to me. I knew you'd never hide it anywhere it might be damaged or stolen. So it needed to be somewhere you could keep a close eye on it... yet still concealed.

Morgan: You read my entire thought process! ...And here I thought I was being so clever.

Avatar: All right, that settles today's challenge. Now come take a seat.

Morgan: Huh?

Avatar: Let's read that book together. You wanted to work on your strategic thinking, right?

Morgan: Right!

A Support

Morgan: I'd draw your forces out to this line, then strike with an ambush team from the woods.

Avatar: Then I would move...here. Now you find yourself trapped in a pincer movement.

Morgan: Crud. You win again.

Avatar: At least it was just pieces on a board. In real life, that would've cost lives. A tactician is responsible for their army's survival, and a single mistake can be fatal. But you cannot allow the pressure of that responsibility to stymie you. Running scenarios like this will help prepare you for anything.

Morgan: Thank, Mother. I'll give some of your strategy texts another read-through. But know this--one of these days, I WILL outmaneuver you!

Avatar: Okay, we'll see about that, kiddo. But you're welcome to try me anytime. I'm always happy to accept a challenge. All right then, we're done for today.

Morgan: Okay! See you tomorrow!

Avatar: ...Phew, that was a close one. I was one step shy of getting completely wiped out. I'd hoped that to be an unattainable goal for a little longer so he would push himself. In actuality, I'M the one who needs a push. Better dust off a few of these books myself.

Chrom

This support is only available if Chrom is Morgan's father.

C Support

Morgan: Hmm... I wonder why I have no memory of my father... All my memories of Mother are so crisp and clear... I remember what an amazing tactician she was, all the time we studied together... But nothing at all about my father. It's one big blank.

Chrom: What are you up to, Morgan?

Morgan: Father! That's amazing! I was just thinking about you! Is this fate?! This is totally fate! Family-style fate! ...Wait, no. How did Mother put it? "We're not pawns of some scripted fate. It's invisible ties we forge that bind us." So yeah, it's not fate. It's the whole invisible bond-link... thing!

Chrom: Heh, is that so?

Morgan: Yup! Even without my memories, there's an invisible thread that links us. Er, but that reminds me... I was just wondering how I could have possibly forgotten you, Father. Do you think maybe you could help me get those memories back?

Chrom: I'd be happy to try. After all-

Morgan: Yay! Thanks so much! I'll start preparing. Oh, I can't wait to get started!

Chrom: Well, he's certainly got energy to spare...

B Support

Morgan: Father? Do you have a moment?

Chrom: Yes, of course.

Morgan: Perfect! Then let's get started on Project Get Memories of Dad Back! Step one-figure how we're going to trigger some flashbacks. I've already tried banging my head against a post, but nothing. I mean, it made me dizzy and nauseated, but it didn't unearth any hidden memories. What do you think, Father? Perhaps a stone wall would work better?

Chrom: Let's just... hold off on the head smashing for now, shall we? Perhaps you could try just staring at me for a bit? Right into my eyes.

Morgan: Argh, that's perfect! You're a genius! I must have seen your face a million times in the future. It's bound to bring SOMETHING back if I stare at it long enough. Okay, sorry to invade your personal space here, but... Here goes... ..... ....... ......... ............ Drats! It's not working. I don't remember a thing. It's like... Have you ever stared at a word so long it kind of fell apart? And you think, "Is that how that's spelled? Wait, is that even a real WORD?!" Except here it's "Is that what Father looked like?"

Chrom: Er, right. Perhaps that's enough of the memory project for one day?

Morgan: Sure... I'm still a little dizzy from banging the post earlier, to be honest... But this doesn't end here! I'm not giving up until I remember you, Father!

A Support

Morgan: *Sigh* No luck today, either... I'm going crazy trying to remember you. I feel so useless! I'm just so... *sniff* Why can't I... *sob*

Chrom: Come now, Morgan. No tears.

Morgan: B-but I know I must have loved you just as much as I loved Mother. I bet we had a million memories together, and the thought of having lost them... I feel like I failed you. Like I... Like I... *sob*

Chrom: Morgan...

Morgan: *Sniff* S-sorry. I guess I got a little carried away there... Ngh! M-my head! ...Wha-?!

Chrom: What's wrong?!

Morgan: I... I remembered something! Just one tiny little memory, but... I remember! You were smiling at me... and you called my name... Ha ha! Yes! You looked a little bit older, but it was DEFINITELY you! Oh thank you, Father. I never would have remembered without your help. And hey, this is great! If I can get one memory back, maybe I can get the rest! It may take time, but I won't stop trying until I remember everything about you.

Chrom: Take all the time you need. I'll always be here for you... You know that, right?

Morgan: Aw... Thanks, Dad.