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“Chi Fu was right," she said wretchedly. "This is all my fault."
"Don't listen to that catfish," Mushu said. "Chin up. You're strong, and you're smart. Heck, you defeated an army of Huns. You'll get the captain through this."
"I hope so."
"Keep talking to him," Mushu suggested. "Make your voice soothing, like a good cup of tea."
Mulan rolled her eyes, but she desperately wanted to believe the dragon's words.
"You can make it, Shang," she said to the captain. She touched his arm, then clasped his hand, warming his cold fingers with her own. "Whatever battle you're fighting in there, I'm going to help you."
"That's it," Mushu encouraged. "Keep going. Maybe you should give him a little kiss."
"Mushu!"
The dragon shrugged. "Hey, it works in all those folktales.”
― Elizabeth Lim, Reflection