There's a girl standing in the doorway of the dollhouse room just kind of glaring at him with a look of 'is this really the time' plastered all over her face. Unbeknownst to him, he hadn't disappeared so long ago that she was even aware of the disappearance, so she was assuming he remembered that they'd met.
Tapping one foot in irritation, she raised an eyebrow and shook her head. No, she hadn't seen it before. Oh look, his hand was turning into a mannequin's. Great, which meant hers would be soon too. That was fascinating. Maybe they should figure out how to get out of here before marveling at the wonder of the magic?
Not easy to convey that impatience with a face but she was trying.
Dollhouse
There's a girl standing in the doorway of the dollhouse room just kind of glaring at him with a look of 'is this really the time' plastered all over her face. Unbeknownst to him, he hadn't disappeared so long ago that she was even aware of the disappearance, so she was assuming he remembered that they'd met.
Tapping one foot in irritation, she raised an eyebrow and shook her head. No, she hadn't seen it before. Oh look, his hand was turning into a mannequin's. Great, which meant hers would be soon too. That was fascinating. Maybe they should figure out how to get out of here before marveling at the wonder of the magic?
Not easy to convey that impatience with a face but she was trying.