[He says this, and as if on cue some dust and pebble-sized bits of debris crumble from somewhere above and land on his head and shoulders. This makes him understandably kind of nervous, but—]
Nnnnn—fine! We'll do it your way!
[Congratulations, Ren, +1 tiny follower is yours for the time being. Emil shuffles after him, looking back over his shoulder like safety in numbers is a real thing that will protect him from a building collapsing.]
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[He says this, and as if on cue some dust and pebble-sized bits of debris crumble from somewhere above and land on his head and shoulders. This makes him understandably kind of nervous, but—]
Nnnnn—fine! We'll do it your way!
[Congratulations, Ren, +1 tiny follower is yours for the time being. Emil shuffles after him, looking back over his shoulder like safety in numbers is a real thing that will protect him from a building collapsing.]
Where do we go?