[ Will a door actually hold those things? The pushing reminds him of the situation they're in, but at least they're not immediately following, so that's ... something. He locks the door again with another snap, because it's easier and there's nothing stopping him from performing 'frivolous miracles' anymore, and moves further into the shop. Looks like it sells odd and flashy bits and bobs to decorate a room with, and maybe it's worth having a closer look during a less dangerous moment. Right now, though, he just wants to get as far in as he can in case those things follow. ]
What have I done? What have you done? Why is your hair all ... black or, or dark brown?
[ There ought to be a back room or something here, at the very least. ]
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What have I done? What have you done? Why is your hair all ... black or, or dark brown?
[ There ought to be a back room or something here, at the very least. ]