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In general, he thinks most people see him as intimidating. After all, he has a generally stoic look on his face most of the time, and a lot of people tend to react nervously because of that. It’s not so much that he tries, it’s just the consensus of most people that ‘that guy is scary’.

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Graciously he took the gift. “Thank you Emil, Merry Christmas.” He offered the young man a package of festive cookies, chocolate roll slices and other sweets he had made. “This is for you.” His attention was then back on his present. “Might I open it now?”

“Come with me.” His tone was quiet and gentle as a hand pressed against the center of Emil’s back, leading him to a quiet part of the city where they could speak with absolute privacy. “Emil, I believe you are hiding something serious from me. Tell me, are you or anyone else in trouble?”

 “I think there’s too much salt...” Marta mumbled as she tasted the stew she just created. Peering over her shoulder, she called, “Emil, come taste this; what do you think?”

“Emil.” He was rather disappointed in the young man. This was not like the Emil he knew. “Do you expect this course of action to solve your problems? Or does this simply put them off for another day?”

He saw a blond walking down the trail. Despite the Spirit being nervous in asking a mortal for assistance, he had no choice but to ask. He was lost after all. He caught up to the other, one hand scratching the back of his head in embarrassment. “E-Excuse me... I’m lost. Can you help me find the nearest town?”