I'm stuck in Dear Mun indefinitely, it seems. I mean, it's great that I get to see you and my friends without that much hassle, but it can be stifling at times.
I'm afraid you'll be disappointed if you're looking for an interesting story. This is the first time in months that my mundane had let me out of the dusty hollow she calls her head. I was beginning to hope she had forgotten all about me.
I imagine sometimes you can be right there and she'll still forget about you. If only I was so lucky. My own mundane seems to think that I'll get along with some of the other royals or knights in his headspace, but...frankly, most of them are too high-strung. Flynn can be downright shrill.
Oh? Have you ever considered that the problem lies with you instead? If you're as dignified in your old age as I am, then it's highly likely your mundane will forget about you.
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Yeah, that's what I figure.
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What do you plan to do about it, then?
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Of course, that also means that even people like the colonel can be caught flatfooted, not that I've seen it myself.
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What power does your mun hold, then?
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