[Emil immediately donks his head face-first into the dirt, so really, he's cursed either way - less cursed is still cursed. But he is free from the fence, so even though he swears angrily under his breath and hastily rubs at his whole face, there are— well, pros and cons. Pro: not stuck to a fence.
Con: literally everything else. He grabs Lalli's hand, a gesture that is purely a gesture from both of them because Lalli can't even open a robust door on good days, leaving Emil to mostly push himself off the ground anyway. It's the thought that counts, and credit him this: he manages a sheepish half-grin of gratitude once he's back on his feet. Thank you for not abandoning him, sir.
Anyway.]
I hear it— you picked the direction with all the fences!
[He sees that next fence from here! It's going to go the same! Or maybe he'll grab something in this person's yard to boost himself over, like a child's remote controlled car or something, they won't miss this when he definitely cracks it—
The point is, he's getting over this fence without being caught this time, although the landing is still not graceful. Lead on, skinny...]
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Con: literally everything else. He grabs Lalli's hand, a gesture that is purely a gesture from both of them because Lalli can't even open a robust door on good days, leaving Emil to mostly push himself off the ground anyway. It's the thought that counts, and credit him this: he manages a sheepish half-grin of gratitude once he's back on his feet. Thank you for not abandoning him, sir.
Anyway.]
I hear it— you picked the direction with all the fences!
[He sees that next fence from here! It's going to go the same! Or maybe he'll grab something in this person's yard to boost himself over, like a child's remote controlled car or something, they won't miss this when he definitely cracks it—
The point is, he's getting over this fence without being caught this time, although the landing is still not graceful. Lead on, skinny...]