A (realistic): Mimi has probably bullied someone enough to drop out. She’s ruthless.
B (hilarity): She fucking loves those dumb ass magnets with awful puns that you can get at touristy places. She just…buys a lot of them and laugh snorts at them even though she knows they’re trash
C (heart-crushing): Mimi feels like she was so close to getting the luck of “main characters” because she has strangely colored eyes and this has kind of haunted her for her whole life. She speculates if maybe her parents adopted her from a family of “pink-haired/main characters” and if that family gave her up because she wasn’t “special enough” (bonus adopted headcanon? its a thing ive thought about haha)
D (not canon): She’s grown into a more sassy mofo than a total douche. Like she’s still a big jerk but she has her reasons and rationality for why she does things and when she gets “reformed” so to speak, she has a lot of sass and sarcasm, but still has a softer side.
Rudolf shrank; it was his judgement being questioned. Count Thalgau was bristling warningly, but Jim felt his heart leap with anger.
“It’s true,” he said, “I’m a foreigner. I plead guilty to other faults as well. Yes, I’m young. I’m not high-born. I enjoy the company of rogues and artists and vagabonds. As for the mercenary charge, I admit that when I first came across His Majesty - or His Royal Highness, as he was then - I offered my services as a private detective. We shook hands, and that handshake was my guarantee of honor, because I’m not just any foreigner, I’m an Englishman, by God, and I’ll thank you to remember it. I’m not bribed by treaties or bullied by threats, and I won’t be bought by gold. My loyalty is freely and wholeheartedly given to the king and queen, given for life, and God help the man or woman who doubts it.”
The count was bursting to say something, and the king looked anxious, but a smile of gratitude passed over his face for a moment. Then he flicked a nervous glance at Godel.