(Muse and Mun are both lost) || Canon is Spirted Away

[giveandtake]

[He turns back and forth, trying to get a better sense of where he is.

An air of extreme disquiet hangs around him almost like a veil. It's clear he has no idea what's going on.

Finally he settles down quietly, but his nervous demeanor doesn't leave. He seems to stare beseechingly into nothing, as if the universe itself will offer help.]

...Ah?

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[plank_o_wood]

[Sorry, no help here, but maybe Plank here can keep you company.]

[giveandtake]

[No Face mutely stares at the plank of wood. Such a deep conversation.]

[plank_o_wood]

[Yes, clearly this conversation they're having is such a thing of beauty. Plank continues to lay there.]