[ He spares a second to shoot a quick grin at her; sure, why wouldn't he think so? And then it's right back to loading up the dolly as much as he can.
And, that much accomplished, Amos straightens back up, taking hold of the dolly's handles as he looks back at her, his own contemplative look on his face. ]
... Not sure. [ He should be sure. This is absolutely the kind of thing he should be sure about, anyone should be, and yet. ] I mean, gotta get 'em somewhere, right? Can't have people cluttering the store like this. Or being lunatics in it.
[ He spares a glance back at the entrance, and... no, that might be tough to navigate. So, looking back at Lottie, ] You got a backdoor to get 'em out of here? Might be the way to do it. Maybe they'll sort themselves out and be normal once they're out there.
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And, that much accomplished, Amos straightens back up, taking hold of the dolly's handles as he looks back at her, his own contemplative look on his face. ]
... Not sure. [ He should be sure. This is absolutely the kind of thing he should be sure about, anyone should be, and yet. ] I mean, gotta get 'em somewhere, right? Can't have people cluttering the store like this. Or being lunatics in it.
[ He spares a glance back at the entrance, and... no, that might be tough to navigate. So, looking back at Lottie, ] You got a backdoor to get 'em out of here? Might be the way to do it. Maybe they'll sort themselves out and be normal once they're out there.
[ Couldn't hurt, right? ]