[On the other side of this desk, chaos. Back here, a fumbled magic lesson and Emil being a quitter. They will not be asked to come back to help with these children again.]
What? Oh— [Oh, those are Lalli's hands? It takes Emil an honest second to realize Lalli means he'll do the spell for him and not, like, be his earmuffs for the time being. In his defense, Lalli also clamps hands over his ears when he's in a Mood, so this is not without... support. Evidence?
Whatever. He considers; honestly, he doesn't feel comfortable having magic done to him at all, but if it's Lalli—it should be fine. They're friends. Just let him make a face first, thinking, before he decides.]
Is it... mmh. [He has about 50 questions to end that with, so Forget It.] Alright, sure.
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What? Oh— [Oh, those are Lalli's hands? It takes Emil an honest second to realize Lalli means he'll do the spell for him and not, like, be his earmuffs for the time being. In his defense, Lalli also clamps hands over his ears when he's in a Mood, so this is not without... support. Evidence?
Whatever. He considers; honestly, he doesn't feel comfortable having magic done to him at all, but if it's Lalli—it should be fine. They're friends. Just let him make a face first, thinking, before he decides.]
Is it... mmh. [He has about 50 questions to end that with, so Forget It.] Alright, sure.