[ There is some furious scratching of pen and paper before the paper is crumpled up and thrown into a fire. ]

Mikotoba, you must know how to write a love letter. I need to forge one or two to carry around like a lovelorn fool to convince the locals that I have been courting someone from afar, so they will leave me be.

[ He should be asking Mikotoba a lot of questions about regrets and mission tasks, but apparently defeating the matchmaking mob of Amaryllis Grove is taking center focus. ]