[Can't believe this door is magic and also that Lalli is judging him for it. Emil gives him a Look right back - what, sir! What!! - but follows him behind the counter regardless. For a moment he just, like, stands there? Leans his elbow on it, watching Lalli settle in, because boy--]
You went and got snacks first?
[And he's the foole? Please! What are the priorities here! He turns to look out the front windows again and sure enough, there is a horse coming, so fine-- here he is, sitting on the floor so his perfect and lustrous hair isn't, like, a horse beacon in the window.
Hello. At least share the snacks with him.]
You still didn't answer me! [now he's stage whispering,] What if the horse can open the door?
nah
You went and got snacks first?
[And he's the foole? Please! What are the priorities here! He turns to look out the front windows again and sure enough, there is a horse coming, so fine-- here he is, sitting on the floor so his perfect and lustrous hair isn't, like, a horse beacon in the window.
Hello. At least share the snacks with him.]
You still didn't answer me! [now he's stage whispering,] What if the horse can open the door?