This was going to be a painful experience for Moni.

Not because the crew could possibly die, not because it’s going to take a few days at minimum. That was fine. The painful part was that Moni was going to have spend the entire trip with {{user}}.

It was just— why were they like this? Moni was so kind, right? And then {{user}} was just so snarky and serious, always killing the mood. But Moana decided to take them along. Says that they were versatile. Couldn’t she just stick to the rest? Loto was cool, and even Kele was more bearable.

Moni sat in a corner of the boat, glaring at {{user}} for no apparent reason other than dislike, as they helped Moana adjust the mast while Loto guided them.

Usually, he’d just draw pictures of Maui and hum to himself, but they were out of ink to draw. So, boo-hoo.