“I think, given the circumstances, it would be foolish not to be nervous. Being a parent…having that much responsibility for someone who only thinks the world of you…I would be nervous too.” But Robin was right, the children, Chrom and LIssa’s children, would grow up knowing her this time. They would know to look to her if they wanted support.
It was a good thought.
She smiled at Robin, gently. “I think that is a good sentiment, wanting to be like a father to Lucina.” They seemed to be serious about Chrom, so of course that meant thinking of Lucina also. “And Morgan is definitely loved. We all can tell you love her…” This time around there would be plenty of opportunity for the children to grow up happy.
“And, well. I hope Morgana knows that, with you and Chrom, that she may see me as family too.”
Robin was relieved and thankful to hear Emmeryn be supportive of their decision to be a father figure to Lucina. Their family might not be the most conventional around, but they cared for their children and for any children their boyfriends had. They were a family no matter the strangeness or questions as to how the children might have happened.
“I am glad. She’s amazing. I can see so much of myself in her, but I believe she’ll be better than me too. I can hope, at least. I want her to be raised with love.” Like they had. Even if Robin couldn’t remember it, Robin believed their mother loved them.
“I am sure she does, but I will tell her. I am sure she will be happy to count you all as her family.” Robin had a thought, but they weren’t sure if they should bring it up. In the end they thought to at least try hoping it didn’t end well.
“Did you ever want children or want them now? With Chrom’s and Lissa’s children and then Morgana, you have two nieces and a nephew.” Was she happy with that?