[it's hard to tell exactly when and how he got in. it's also hard to tell where he's headed, as he's doing his best not to get distracted by everything at once. his attention is torn between a few magical knick-knacks and the owl on its perch. and then it's between other magical objects that he seems to be scrutinizing with all of his Loki-ish attention. he tips his head back with the sounds coming upstairs, and decides, like any pre-teen with a healthy sense of adventure, that he should find exactly what is making that noise and how it may benefit him (or get him into trouble, rather.)
he's waiting for someone to turn their back before he can make a break for the stairs behind the counter.]
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he's waiting for someone to turn their back before he can make a break for the stairs behind the counter.]