[ Ai breezes past him, and with a flourish of his own cloak, he follows... straight to the still-broken door. ]
Ah... right, I forgot about this. Well, it can't be helped. We'll just have to trust in my bounded field to deter anyone in the meantime. I'd have my insects work on fixing it, but they aren't exactly carpenters, you know? Ah, unless you don't mind a door made of twigs and leaves?
[ He says with a jovial, humorous tone... as if he's not talking about physical proof of how panicked he was last night. Still, once Ai has her coat and shoes on... ]
Right! Incognito mode, on!
[ ...he suddenly turns into the 17cm tall Robin Goodfellow and starts trying to crawl into her coat pocket. ]
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Ah... right, I forgot about this. Well, it can't be helped. We'll just have to trust in my bounded field to deter anyone in the meantime. I'd have my insects work on fixing it, but they aren't exactly carpenters, you know? Ah, unless you don't mind a door made of twigs and leaves?
[ He says with a jovial, humorous tone... as if he's not talking about physical proof of how panicked he was last night. Still, once Ai has her coat and shoes on... ]
Right! Incognito mode, on!
[ ...he suddenly turns into the 17cm tall Robin Goodfellow and starts trying to crawl into her coat pocket. ]