[for the time, delighting the kids with his freakshowness is...harmless, really. nobody's throwing rocks at the rock guy, nobody's crying in terror...this is fine. and kind of funny, given none are projecting a sense of fear for their lives when he glances their way. maybe that'd be a more common feeling were Zel the sort to engage in public spaces more than what was completely necessary, huh?
of course, this easy feeling gets pushed aside for apprehension when Emery's summoned. he frowns, mask back up yet again, and grunts an acknowledging sound, stepping forward to offer an arm to Emery for help out of a still-moving wagon.
muttered to him:] Probably moving goods. They have a lot of it here.
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of course, this easy feeling gets pushed aside for apprehension when Emery's summoned. he frowns, mask back up yet again, and grunts an acknowledging sound, stepping forward to offer an arm to Emery for help out of a still-moving wagon.
muttered to him:] Probably moving goods. They have a lot of it here.