He looks upwards as they approach the house, his steps getting more and more hesitant. He's slowing down a lot, to the point where he actually lets Luka go in through the door and uh doesn't follow after. He just hangs in the doorway, trying to deal with the weird vertigo he always gets when he sees the pure size of these peoples' houses.
"I-- don't call me that," he says automatically, rejecting "Pig Knight" the same he has with everyone else who's called him by that particular titles.
"I don't see him," he follows after a moment, leaning hesitantly inside the door without actually stepping inside. He sees the numbers on the doors and he glances up the stairwell, wondering if Eight is going to be at the top.
"Ah, I... it looks. Big. Do you want me to describe it to you?" he asks, hoping for literally any excuse to avoid actually going inside this building. He just needs an extra moment to steel himself. That's all. Yep, that's definitely all he needs.
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"I-- don't call me that," he says automatically, rejecting "Pig Knight" the same he has with everyone else who's called him by that particular titles.
"I don't see him," he follows after a moment, leaning hesitantly inside the door without actually stepping inside. He sees the numbers on the doors and he glances up the stairwell, wondering if Eight is going to be at the top.
"Ah, I... it looks. Big. Do you want me to describe it to you?" he asks, hoping for literally any excuse to avoid actually going inside this building. He just needs an extra moment to steel himself. That's all. Yep, that's definitely all he needs.