Awakening Supports/Yen'fay Morgan(M)(PC)

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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.

Yen'fay:
How does the day find you, 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 the invisible ties we forge that bind us." So yeah, it's not fate. It's the whole invisible bond-link...thing!

Yen'fay:
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?

Yen'fay:
It would be an honor. After all—

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

Yen'fay:
Well, he's certainly energetic...

B Support

Morgan:
Father? Do you have a moment?

Yen'fay:
I do.

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?

Yen'fay:
Perhaps it best we...dispense with the head smashing for now, lad. Why not try staring into my eyes? It might help to trigger a memory.

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?"

Yen'fay:
Er...right. Perhaps we should halt the memory project for today.

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*

Yen'fay:
Stay your tears, Morgan.

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*

Yen'fay:
Morgan...

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

Yen'fay:
What troubles you?!

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.

Yen'fay:
Take all the time you need, my son. I will do my best to aid you in this cause.

Morgan:
Aw... Thanks, Dad.