[Lalli lingers by the fence for a moment, keeping watch as Emil attempts to hoist himself up and over, because Emil is so clumsy—but it looks like he has this under control! It does! And know that some small part of Lalli is nodding approvingly as he turns to lead the charge to the other portion of fence they need to clear, because surely this is... growth. Or something. His influence, thank you very much.
But Emil calls his name, and Lalli looks back to see him flopping about like a fish on a line. Typical Emil, really—and the hoofbeats are coming nearer, ever nearer, and Lalli clicks his tongue in disapproval before reaching up to tug at his stupid friend's stupid pants. He's half a mind to grab his knife and slice through the damn things, but let him try one yank... two yank... three whole yank...
...Bam. Emil's pants are now free, which means Emil is free to fully crash to the ground in a heap. Is there a mud puddle or something there? Hopefully not. Small blessings, etc, as Lalli hesitates for a moment before offering Emil a hand. Here, accept some help from this stick-armed grump—]
Don't you hear it? Stop being slow!
[Click, clack, click, clack. They've just gotta clear... one more bit of fence... and then they're back at the town center! Back at the shop that seemed open for business, last time Lalli looked, so come on.]
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But Emil calls his name, and Lalli looks back to see him flopping about like a fish on a line. Typical Emil, really—and the hoofbeats are coming nearer, ever nearer, and Lalli clicks his tongue in disapproval before reaching up to tug at his stupid friend's stupid pants. He's half a mind to grab his knife and slice through the damn things, but let him try one yank... two yank... three whole yank...
...Bam. Emil's pants are now free, which means Emil is free to fully crash to the ground in a heap. Is there a mud puddle or something there? Hopefully not. Small blessings, etc, as Lalli hesitates for a moment before offering Emil a hand. Here, accept some help from this stick-armed grump—]
Don't you hear it? Stop being slow!
[Click, clack, click, clack. They've just gotta clear... one more bit of fence... and then they're back at the town center! Back at the shop that seemed open for business, last time Lalli looked, so come on.]