[Wow, way to put the pressure on him? Like, sure, he's a scout, but—whew. Lalli glances left? Lalli glances right? Lalli studies the ceiling before shifting his gaze down to the floor.
...Nothing, which is why Lalli looks back over at Emil and... hesitantly shrugs. He's not an all-knower!]
Find the door?
[Which is why he, too, picks up one of those... butter knives. If he can find even the slightest crack and slip that sucker right inside, maybe he can, like, pry something open?]
no subject
...Nothing, which is why Lalli looks back over at Emil and... hesitantly shrugs. He's not an all-knower!]
Find the door?
[Which is why he, too, picks up one of those... butter knives. If he can find even the slightest crack and slip that sucker right inside, maybe he can, like, pry something open?]