[Emil gestures pointedly as if to say See?? It's terrible, but it turns out he's Not Done either,] And what else happens? After these people bombard me with their stupid questions and try to throw those dumb little toys in my face, even the sidewalk is out to get me!

[He makes a face, stricken; a brief image of a loose stone tripping up a perfectly innocent passerby blips through, totally devoid of any indication that Emil realizes his hissy fit about the strangers was the cause of this. And now that he's doing it again the breeze picks up slightly, at least until he deflates and looks politely embarrassed instead.]

People saw.