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So instead she went about helping Anna with the medpac, crouching beside her and lending whatever aid she could if Anna needed it or asked for it. Anna seemed to be able to do things well enough, though Morgan gave a few sympathy grimaces as she watched Anna's facial responses to her wounds being treated.
It was the question of whether Morgan had a mother that completely removed everything from Morgan's mind as she focused upon this question. It seemed kind of sudden and random. Or maybe Anna was just trying to pass the time by trying to get to know her. Still, it seemed oddly specific; did Anna have a vision about her own mother, maybe? She started to frown, but realized that Anna didn't seem to want to talk about her vision. So just in case, she quickly forced the smile away and replaced it with a smile as she spoke.*
Well, yeah! Felucia's my mommy! I connected with it, and it even gave me the power to control some of the creatures and even the plants. I can speak Felucian, too!
*That was probably the shortest version of the story she had ever given, but she wondered if a fuller explanation would even be necessary given that Anna was a Seer. The full story would certainly give Anna the explanation for why she broke down and cried after Anna attacked her, because she had seen Psallo, the being responsible for Felucia taking in her spirit and granting her these great abilities.
But as she contemplated explaining it in detail, another thought came to her: An addition to her answer, making it more thorough. Kory... Her kindness, her protection, her love... Morgan had admitted to herself that she viewed the woman like a mother, perhaps due to the lack of a humanoid one in the living realm. Her relationship with Felucia was wonderful, yes, and she wouldn't trade it for anything in the galaxy, but...*
... There's someone else too.
*Morgan had looked away, staring at the far wall but not truly seeing it. She brought her eyes back to look at Anna's├óÔé¼ÔÇØ right. Her eyes lowered to the ground, then simply back into Anna's face, unflinching at the scarred and eyeless sockets.*
Her name's "Kory"... She's a Jedi, she came to Felucia one day and I met her. She was really nice, she was good to me, she cheered me up when I was sad, and... and she loves me. And I love her, too. I...
*Morgan closed her eyes, thinking of the more tender moments she had spent with the woman. The hallway outside the archives, when Kory had held her and sang a comforting song to her, where Morgan had first declared that she had loved Kory. The hangar, when Kory had left for the first time, and Morgan had begged her not to leave so soon...*
... I think she's like a mommy to me, too.
*Morgan's eyes remained closed, moisture forming between her eyelids and a tear from each eye running down her cheeks. This was the first time she had ever admitted it to anyone that she thought of Kory that way. She bowed her head, letting her moist eyelids part as she stared at the ground through her glistening gaze. She missed Kory. She missed Felucia's humanoid form, too. Both of her motherly figures... right now, they were so far away.*
My first mommy and daddy died.
*Morgan was now hugging her knees, looking away and resting her temple upon a knee.*
I was only three. They were officers. But then the place they worked was attacked and destroyed by Sith.
*Morgan closed her eyes for a full second, then reopened them. When she was younger, she really didn't have much curiosity regarding her former parents, being happy that she had found a new family, one that was there for her more. At the time, that was all she had cared about. But as she grew older, she had occasionally begun to wonder more about them, what they were like. Why they couldn't find more time to spend with her...*
They weren't home a lot. I didn't see them a lot. I don't remember what they look like. I was taken care of by nannies instead... I remember a couple of them, though. Just a little bit. I haven't seen them in years...
*Morgan sighed, then buried her face in her knees. Why was she so suddenly desiring to know more about parents that barely ever spent time with her when she had such a loving family now, that was always there for her? Her current father was an amazing father that she loved deeply. And her mother... well, it was hard to beat a planet. But even Kory was a wonderful substitute, for both Felucia and "Katherine Rickerbocker."
She even remembered their names. Her father's was "Dominic." But she could not put a face to either name. But what did it matter? They were dead. The name "Rickerbocker" was dead to her and no longer had any meaning. She was Morgan Emily Calmcacil. She was a member of the Calmcacil family, and a child of Felucia. This was who she was. And yet, through the false anger, her curiosity still lingered, for whatever reason still desiring answers...
"Desired answers, you did, and willing to let any obstacle impede you, you were not."
Right then, she supposed she would go get those answers. ... some other time, of course. There were other answers to get to now, that were on Dagobah. Her history could be saved until she returned home. She raised her head, reached up with one hand to wipe her eyes, then set her chin upon her knees, watching Anna for a response. They could move on whenever she was ready, but Morgan didn't mind the conversation either.*