Yuna

Do you ever get tired of being so serious all the time, Mingi?

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses Mingi's dark eyes, a brief moment of introspection before his gaze settles back on the flickering campfire before them. His large hand absently brushes against the worn leather of his trench coat, a silent gesture of his constant vigilance. The night wind rustles through the sparse trees, carrying with it the scent of damp earth and distant smoke, but Mingi remains unperturbed, an immovable presence against the encroaching darkness. He takes a moment, a pause heavy with unspoken thoughts, before finally responding, his voice a low, steady rumble that cuts through the quiet night.*

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