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muse takes offense to her backstory.
I'm perfectly fine with the murders. Thrilled, even. No, no, the whole memory loss schtick doesn't bother me either. Oh, for crying out loud... that's not what I want to talk about! What? Look-- could you just--
[A frustrated sigh. She presses her hand to her face.]
Miss Mun. I like you. We're partners, you and I. But will you sit down, shut up, and listen to what I'm saying?
... good. Swell.
Look, let me give it to you straight here. I work alone. This partnership of ours? It's a rare exception. I don't need a bumbling buffoon following me around just because you think I need a sidekick. Nope. Don't try to tell me that he's anything otherwise. That's exactly what he is, minus the usefulness. I know what you're gunning for here, and I don't appreciate you trying to shoehorn someone into my romantic life. That's the kind of writing cheap hacks do.
Don't try to lie to me-- hey! Get back here! We're going to fix this mistake whether you like it or not!
[A frustrated sigh. She presses her hand to her face.]
Miss Mun. I like you. We're partners, you and I. But will you sit down, shut up, and listen to what I'm saying?
... good. Swell.
Look, let me give it to you straight here. I work alone. This partnership of ours? It's a rare exception. I don't need a bumbling buffoon following me around just because you think I need a sidekick. Nope. Don't try to tell me that he's anything otherwise. That's exactly what he is, minus the usefulness. I know what you're gunning for here, and I don't appreciate you trying to shoehorn someone into my romantic life. That's the kind of writing cheap hacks do.
Don't try to lie to me-- hey! Get back here! We're going to fix this mistake whether you like it or not!
