[Ahahaha that's not foreboding. In fact, that arm moves from his neck to behind his head, smiling in...an attempt to stave off that worry.]
Right. Deal.
[Because really, this is as good of a deal as he can get with him. He kneels down, trying to find the remains of the box underneath all those unicorns, in order to gather them all up again. A futile attempt, honestly.
So he'll start shoving them in the crook of his arm.]
Hazel.
[The way he says it, it's like he's stating the weather.]
Re: action;
Right. Deal.
[Because really, this is as good of a deal as he can get with him. He kneels down, trying to find the remains of the box underneath all those unicorns, in order to gather them all up again. A futile attempt, honestly.
So he'll start shoving them in the crook of his arm.]
Hazel.
[The way he says it, it's like he's stating the weather.]