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There had been a good gap in-between talent show performances, allowing Morgan to finally get some much-needed rest. In fact, Lyn had been asked to wake him up a little earlier as he’d fallen asleep while trying to relax before the next acts went. The stage had been cleared for a while now, and fortunately, this next act needed no props, though it did require music. However, that music was not music he had to prepare either. But Morgan was a bit...worried about it. He hoped they knew what they were doing and had practiced it plenty.

“And now prepare for some high-risk sword-dodging maneuvers! Prince Corrin will be making some impressive sword strikes and Ayumu will be dodging them...WHILE playing the accompanying music! Please give them a good round of applause!”

When he was done with his announcement, Morgan watched anxiously from offstage.

“I don’t have anyone to go with either. Maybe we could go together, as family?”

   “Ah, well...”

     Hugging his small stack of tomes to his chest, the benevolent smile gracing Robin’s lips soon falls to a neutral line, his overall expression shifting to become much more serious in demeanor, perhaps foreshadowing what it is the young man has to say to the other. Although the tactician takes pride in his position, he never enjoys having to be to the bearer of bad news--he never likes having to come up to their commander and leader and tell him he does not believe his army is in good enough shape to tackle a certain enemy. The white-haired male had even tried to come up with some plans to try and compensate for the lack of defense the army currently possesses, but every single thought that came to his mind was flawed, and would just end in many units getting injured, if not killed. It is a weakness he had managed to cover in previous battles, but if the rumors about their upcoming enemy really is true, then Robin is genuinely worried. And he cannot, under good conscience, allow this concern to go unreported to their leader.

   “I am afraid that we may heavily struggle with or even lose this upcoming battle. I say this because I have heard word that our enemy is highly offensive, and I don’t believe our defenses, at the current moment, can stand up to a flurry of attacks. We have an extremely strong offensive ourselves, yes, but our defensive units would be worn out quickly. Far too quickly for my liking,”

     Taking a short pause, the young man then allows for a small, short sigh to leave his lips, hoping Corrin understands that he voices these concerns not out of being too lazy to fix them himself, but rather not feeling as though he has the time and resources himself to resolve the issue. After all, he figures the other male would want to know of such a problem in his army--that he would want to know of every weakness present so that he and the tactician may come up with ways to counter those.

✦ —— ❝ doesn’t that make you kind of excited though ? you never did get to experience much back home. this could be your own little way of visiting a plethora of places !  ❞

[ hopefully it won’t get ruined like every other dress… ]