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[So everyone's favourite lavender-haired Saint is chilling in one of the booths in the bar. In front of him is a rather unassuming little teapot. Beside that is Chenrezig, curled up and looking at his master.
Mu, for his part, looks a little forlorn. In his head, worry, frustration and outright sadness swirl around, but somehow he doesn't actually feel quite as depressed as he thinks he should. Absently, one hand comes up to rub at his shoulder, as though chasing away a pain. To Chenre, he says]
I suppose it's simply the pair of us this year, hm? Well, us and this funny little thing.
[When the dragon coos a response, Mu sighs] Ah, what I'd give to have Aldebaran's company, if only for today.
Mu, for his part, looks a little forlorn. In his head, worry, frustration and outright sadness swirl around, but somehow he doesn't actually feel quite as depressed as he thinks he should. Absently, one hand comes up to rub at his shoulder, as though chasing away a pain. To Chenre, he says]
I suppose it's simply the pair of us this year, hm? Well, us and this funny little thing.
[When the dragon coos a response, Mu sighs] Ah, what I'd give to have Aldebaran's company, if only for today.