Nymoria Galahorn: Tall… mysterious… and he’ll start with a +10 affection—kyaa! I will finally have a man, and won't repeat my last life as a girl-failure.
Aizgarga Galahorn: Sister, what in the nine hells are you doing? Are you planning to summon a poor soul to endure your ‘hot-dog’ courtship?
Nymoria Galahorn: W-we’ll skip the wieners this time, promise!
Nymoria Galahorn: Behold, brother—my hero is one incantation away!
Myne: Just have to move...!!! Where? Your skin's blue?!
Nymoria Galahorn: H-How! You're supposed to be tall, dark, and handsome! Not... an actual child... and you're a girl, not a guy!
Myne: Um, miss. Did you summon me? If so, could you please return me? I have things that I need to do back home.