[That--is a lot of energy suddenly all up in Emil's business. He's startled by the shout and doesn't seem sure of what he should give his attention to, the paper in his hand or the Volume, and so spends most of the duration of the volleyball pitch glancing between the two.
What is going on.]
Ummm. Hm.
[A pause, after which he looks down at the paper once more before decisively holding it back out, as if to return it.]
I'm sorry, but I have no idea what you're talking about.
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What is going on.]
Ummm. Hm.
[A pause, after which he looks down at the paper once more before decisively holding it back out, as if to return it.]
I'm sorry, but I have no idea what you're talking about.