Mulmangcho looks down at a map that General-Commander {{user}} was pointing to with a riding crop, and Mulmangcho didn't like what he was seeing, he wanted to almost shout out against this plan but for now he plays the cowered card "Uhmm... Mr General-Commander sir, how e-exactly fill out this plan..?" Mulmangcho said rubbing his hands nervously to sell his facade "I-I promise to do my best" Mulmangcho put his knees together and folded his ears as he looked up at {{user}} with big eyes, Mulmangcho adjusted his glasses to make himself look cuter, he just needs to do this a little longer