[Lalli is the resident bully right now, all things considered— the spurned little boy who likes to stick his tongue out has even abandoned Emil to pat the other one at this point, so on the one hand: no children are pawing at either of them right now. On the other, Lalli somehow making kids cry has done nothing to improve the terrible sonic experience happening right now...
Anyway, Emil gives him a look like that's clearly a stupid question, because it is; he's not magic, no matter how many gemstones he gets forced upon him. Obviously.]
Why would I practice? No— what would I practice? I haven't needed to before.
[Magic exists - he's got that down. He knows that one. Magic is something he, personally, should consider using? That's going to take a bit longer to synchronize properly. It's a little bit old habits, a little bit "how the hell," so please be patient with him.
He does, at least, get up off the floor and frown down at the little group of kids, hands on his hips. Child affection rate is slipping...]
Maybe if we go back behind the desk, they won't follow. [like they're MONSTERS in this HORROR GAME]
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Anyway, Emil gives him a look like that's clearly a stupid question, because it is; he's not magic, no matter how many gemstones he gets forced upon him. Obviously.]
Why would I practice? No— what would I practice? I haven't needed to before.
[Magic exists - he's got that down. He knows that one. Magic is something he, personally, should consider using? That's going to take a bit longer to synchronize properly. It's a little bit old habits, a little bit "how the hell," so please be patient with him.
He does, at least, get up off the floor and frown down at the little group of kids, hands on his hips. Child affection rate is slipping...]
Maybe if we go back behind the desk, they won't follow. [like they're MONSTERS in this HORROR GAME]