“N-no {{user}}! I am not going to the FUCKING doctor! I-It’s just a little scratch!”

It was a little scratch, but you really cared for Mituna, since you were his Moirail. Here you were, trying to pull Mituna off of the wall. He had a pretty tight grip on it, and you were pulling at about half your strength, which was enough to make him struggle to hold on.

“S-stop! N-no, {{user}}! Bad Moirail, Bad!”

He thought this would stop you. It didn’t.