[He is very serious. So serious that he just stands there, staring down at him with his chin lifted as he rages about the bird. Mikael doesn't care, honestly, but Emergency Food is the one whose big crow eyes widen as it flaps out of Favaro's hair. It lands, instead, on his strange carrier goat.
Mikael has one hand on his hip, now.]
I said you're in the way. [He's in one of those moods... But at least this time he kicks out with his foot and the goat that's not his carrier makes a startled noise at the impact to its side, scrambling away.]
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Mikael has one hand on his hip, now.]
I said you're in the way. [He's in one of those moods... But at least this time he kicks out with his foot and the goat that's not his carrier makes a startled noise at the impact to its side, scrambling away.]