[ daylight tries to not laugh at the fact erwin has to ask the question, realising the absurdity himself, and gives a thumbs up in reply because. he's still laughing when they approach the booth.
thankfully, this booth is run by someone more normal. willing to let them browse but clearly hoping they pick something from their impressive selection. ]
I think the size is... an eight? US-wise? [ he thinks. he's glad he won't be, like, growing anytime soon. it's been annoying trying to figure out what human sizes are and what's his, specifically. ] Oh boy— Are those rus pants? Holiday-themed at that?
[ now they're talking!
he really hopes they have jingly elf shoes. because if he's going to commit to the look, he will commit to the look. he has a certain vision in his head while poking through the items. ]
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thankfully, this booth is run by someone more normal. willing to let them browse but clearly hoping they pick something from their impressive selection. ]
I think the size is... an eight? US-wise? [ he thinks. he's glad he won't be, like, growing anytime soon. it's been annoying trying to figure out what human sizes are and what's his, specifically. ] Oh boy— Are those rus pants? Holiday-themed at that?
[ now they're talking!
he really hopes they have jingly elf shoes. because if he's going to commit to the look, he will commit to the look. he has a certain vision in his head while poking through the items. ]