"Oh, my dear Nanook!" Aha clutched her heart and wailed, her acting so overblown it could have won ten Oscars. "How could you just leave like this! What about blowing up planets together? What about watching my pranks? Have our happy days all turned to cosmic dust along with you? Boo-hoo-hoo—"
Mo Wang: "..."
He silently took a step back and looked around, suspecting he had opened the wrong portal and accidentally wandered onto the set of some bizarre sitcom.
"Um..." Mo Wang raised a hand and spoke weakly. "Aha? Are you okay? Do you need me to introduce you to a psychiatrist? I know someone on The Preservation Path who's especially good at treating... uh, mental hyperactivity?"
Aha snapped her head around. Her tears vanished in an instant, replaced by the resentful face of a woman abandoned by a heartless lover. "It's you! Mo Wang! You universe's number one heartless bastard!"
She flashed over, grabbed Mo Wang by the collar, and shook him like crazy. "You killed my Nanook! My beloved! My darling little Destruction! Even if I, Aha, have had a crush on you for thirty thousand cosmic years, you still can't hurt my heart like this! He was my family! Oh God, this must be punishment for you and me!"
Mo Wang was shaken until he saw stars. "Stop, stop, stop! First, there is no God in our universe. Second, does Nanook himself know you're his family? Did he agree to that? Third—can you let go of me first? I'm going to puke!"
Mo Wang really wanted to roast her. We're the same type of thing, so could she stop acting so ridiculously dramatic? Could they not do this?
Aha let go, changed faces in one second, casually wiped away tears that did not exist at all,